#hi i haven't made anything like this in 4 months lol

[khristie16]

Hi, could you write about charles being domineering and possessive? I love your writing, smut please!

Well this turned out toxic lol, enjoy :** Warnings: charles is controlling and toxic, face slapping, cnc, fingering, oral, video footage, p in v, the plot is needed

Charles? Yes, my love? You said the business dinner is tomorrow at seven right? Yes, why? Well, - I really wanted to visit my friends. I haven't seen them in a while. -

You two were lying in the bed now, ready to sleep. At least Charles was, your mind was drifting away. You and Charles were dating for some time already. You were losing counts because Charles made sure you celebrate each month of being together. Giving you gifts, inviting you to luxury dinners, beautiful operas and showing you off practically everywhere. Sometimes when you wanted anything more chill, he made sure to make your wish come true. So you were indeed very happy with him. But last months were all about the two of you and you started missing your friends, even though you are a good friend and are always there for them, even if it means only texting and calling each other every second day. -

Baby but I've told you about the dinner soon enough. I know, it's just - I haven't seen them in person for a while. YN, I need you there.

He was right. You indeed knew about this dinner soon enough, yet you was sad you have to cancel on them.

Ok - you said unhappy. In reaction, Charles squeezed you even more then before and held you tightly for the rest of the night.

>>>>>>>>>>

The next day you went to work and thought about the upcoming event. Another business dinner, it wasn't anything fun. All they did was talk business and bad jokes about politics or women. Charles wasn't participating in these, but others were - even if they had their wives right next to them. You've told Charles you don't like to spend your evenings like this but he's told you you are his woman, and he needs you there.

On the way back home, you opened your phone. *4 missed calls from Charles*

You forgot to check your phone the whole day. As you were looking on the screen, you've heard the squeal of the tires. Taking your head up to its direction, you saw the man walking out of his car. It was Charles. Making his way towards you with hard and fast walk. Face expression unreadable.

Where have you been??? At work- Then why you don't take my calls?? I forgot to check my phone!

His tall figure over your own made you feel uneasy. He was cruel with his tone, words and glare. His presence was so domineering you felt small. The twist in your stomach was creeping out so you looked back to the screen of your telephone. You've heard him exhale.

I was scared that something happened to you. No Charles, I just forgot.

He nodded and took you by your hand, leading you to the car.

>>>>>>>>>>

As there were some hours left for you to get ready for the business dinner, you sat comfortable on the couch and messaging your friends. You were smiling at their jokes as you've told them about yours and Charles's plan tonight.

This guy! It's not enough for him to live with you! He needs to have you all the time for himself! We will fight for you YN. We're not giving up. Totally, I will make my fabulous pinna colada leaving him in agony and delight at the same time, he will have a hard time to focus, so you could sneak off and spend time with us!

As you chuckled, you've felt a warm breath on your neck. Charles was hovering over you, he seemed rather unbothered by the fact, he was invading your privacy.

Charles! Who are you texting? My friends as you can see Alright then.

He walked back to the bathroom leaving you alone, in a weird state, but you you decided not to think about that.

You tossed your phone on the couch and went to prepare yourself. You opened your closet searching for the perfect dress today. - red long dress with slit without straps and bare back.

Not these.

You turned around to look at him in confusion.

Why not? Because i don't need any man to look at you like you're a piece of meat.

You were speechless. Is he being real? From when he is acting like this. He always wanted to show you off so others could be jealous of him. You didn't mind this behavior, or when he was making the decision for both of you, but this was getting a little uncomfortable to you. You were still looking at the dress you were holding in your hand and did not wanted to give up on them.

Take the silver one, they are perfect for this occasion. Hmm,….alright…… - you answered Charles and dressed yourself. Yes, they were indeed beautiful as well. Just not your first choice tonight.

>>>>>>>>>>

As you were working on the last details in front of the mirror, Charles appeared behind you. You saw his eyes lingering over you body which made you blush a little.

Your boobs got bigger. What? I said your boobs are bigger. It's not possible, Charles. Unless I'm pregnant which I'm not. You sure about that?

You stopped paying attention to your earrings, leaving them on the counter. You looked at Charles. His intense gaze piercing right through you. It was getting hot in the room.

Of course I'm sure. I wouldn't mind YN. Actually, - I'd be thrilled.

He went closer to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing you on the neck. Leaving wet spots on your skin and hands going a little lower squeezing your abdomen. You moaned a little and put your back to his torso to feel him more. He reacted with a stronger squeeze and biting your neck.

Charles stop-p, I cannot have a hickey - you giggled a little and pressed your butt into his crotch. He stopped kissing your neck and positioned his mouth right next to your ear.

Don't tell me what to do.

Your eyes had a hint of surprise and uneasiness when he straightened his posture and backed off a little. His eyes once again on your body.

You will change. What? The dress. It's too provocative. No Charles, I will not change! Stop with raising your voice. No! I've already changed just for you and I'm not gonna do it again!These are fine.

His eyes darkened, and it appeared he stopped breathing as well for a moment. As you wanted to put your earrings on again, he abruptly went closer to you and took his hand to your neck. Squeezing around your throat.

If you will - again - try to raise your voice at me and disobey me, I will throw you on the desk right here right now and fuck you hard you will struggle taking a seat at the dinner. You want that?

You could feel his breath all over your face it made you shiver. And his grip on your neck got stronger you felt scared. You immediately shook your head.

Good - he nodded and kissed your temple on the side.

>>>>>>>>>>

You didn't talk to Charles the whole ride. You were mad at him for putting such a scene back home. You've decided to talk to him about it when you finally be left alone. He has always listened to you and wanted you to tell him anything what's bothering you. Your happiness was his priority.

You greeted others and found a place to sit around the table. Throughout the whole occasion, Charles held you tightly and kept the greetings short and simple.

The dinner was all the same. Boring stuff to talk about and good food. As you looked up from your plate, your gaze met with this other man. His name was George. He is the youngest one and with so much less experience. Charles was the younger one as well but he had a talent in this, offering him to be on better position even at such a young age. George smiled at you and you smiled back. Feeling a tight squeeze on your thigh, your gaze shot to Charles. He was smiling at you lightly, but it didn't meet his eyes.

After the main meal you took a second drink for you and talked to other women, more of like listened to what they had to say, because you really didn't have anything in common. Run away as fast as you can, a life with a business man will drain you sweetheart. You offered them a polite smile and excused yourself. On the way to the toilets you bumped into someone. You looked up and saw one of the husband of those women.

Oh hello there darling. Good evening Javi. Being alone, just by yourself? No, I just need to use the bathroom.

You felt uncomfortable. Javi was a slime. Charles was probably right to wear a different dress for today's evening. You wanted to say a goodbye to him, but he spoke up again.

You know, my wife and I are together for a long time- -YN!

Charles was now approaching the both of you. Big relief spreading through your body.

I'd like to have YN for myself. Now. Of course Charles, I get it. Totally.

He smiled back at you and went back to the main dining room, leaving you and Charles in the hall.

What were you doing here alone? Nothing, I needed to go to the toilets. Oh really, with Javi? Charles are you for real?

He pressed his body to yours, making you step back to hit the wall behind you. He was mad and you didn't know why.

Stop playing with me YN. I'm not! I'm telling the truth! I'm so sick of sharing you cherie. Sharing me? I'm with you, what do you mean?

He grabbed your arm and tossed you around to on the narrow conference table on the side. You yelped with pain.

Stop playing with me. I'm not! You sure are. As if ti wasn't enough already. You trying to run away from me? WHAT? You don't pay attention to me anymore. Always speaking of your friends of how you want to be with them. Where does that leave me at? C-Charles, that's not true! I live with you, I'm with you, I love you! You do? Of course. Why on earth would you think that I don't?

His face softened a little but his eyes told otherwise.

Alright. But I'm done sharing. With who? Everyone. I hate the fact they have access to you. And flirting with George? I didn't flirt with him. I saw it.

He pulled your dress up and sat you down on the table. You hit the wood below you hard. He grabbed you by the knees and strechted your legs to the sides making you cry his name in pain. He moved his hands to your hips and pulled you closer to his crotch. When you looked back at him, you had never seen a darker look on his face. There was tension, pain and determination. He started to move in such a way that he rammed his erect penis into your clit. The stimulation clouded your mind and you let yourself drift away for a moment of pleasure. The movements were slow, yet hard, in small circles. But it was not enough for you. You started to thrust right at against him but he stopped reciprocating. When you opened your eyes, you could see a cheeky smile. All logic coming back to you with loud exhale.

Charles What YN Stop it, we cannot do it here We are exactly doing it here. No

Making entertainment for other guests in the evening was the last thing on your wish list. You were about to move up and close your legs back together, but before you could do it, a slap landed on your face. Terrified, you looked up, tears welling up in your eyes.

If you wanna apologize to me about flirting with other man, you will take me right here right now so everyone will know for sure who you belong to.

He grabbed the nape of your neck and pounced on your lips harshly. Demanding for you to open your mouth. It was hard to resist, he was much stronger. He had access now to deep throat you leaving you breathless. The sound of others flowed down the corridor where you were and it made you think again. But before it could escalate, he spread your legs open and moved the hem of your panties to the side. Playing with your folds, his index finger running up and down and middle finger teasing your hole. You're always so wet for me. The tension building up in your abdomen was getting uncomfortable and you complained with loud groan. He chuckled and thrusted three fingers in you. Making you gag on your own breath.

Better cherie?

You moaned loud and uncontrollably. You squeezed your walls against him feeling the high approaching. But he teased you, slowing his movements and soothingly pecking your neck.

Charles! Take a proper look on yourself cherie What are you talking about?

He put his hand deep in pocket to pull out his phone. With a couple fast movements, he found what he was looking for. It was you in the bathroom, the day you first tried out your new toy.

You have cameras in our bathroom???? Yes - so I can look at in anytime when I'm at work.

Shame and embarrassment flew through you, an incredible heat filled your body and you wanted to hide. You couldn't believe you were dating someone who had cameras in their own bathroom.

You're mine after all. I have every right to do it.

Before could decide to protest anyway, he started once more to finger you. He went down and licked your clit. Meanwhile his other hand showed you the video of you moaning. It made you so horny you forgot about everything and felt the pleasure building fast. Hearing yourself made you more hot in combination with what Charles was doing with his tongue. Seeing him on his knees for you, degrading you at the same time with the video and pleasing you over the top. You moaned more with each one and when finally, he stopped. Writhing on the spot you cried out.

Pleeasse You liked watching yourself?

He chuckled as he stood up, got rid of his belt, opened his trousers and let him set free. He stroked himself while cupping your breasts.

Yes, definitely bigger. I want to see them. It was hard for you to pull the dress down, but you did eventually. He pinned your nipples. Taking his tip to your hole and shoving himself inside of you making your toes curl. His pace was fast and hard. Taking you by the throat, he fucked you without mercy.

You. - thrust - are. - thrust - mine. Do. - thrust - you. - thrust - un. - thrust - der. - thrust - stand?

He breathed to your ear. You screamed YES, wanting to come already. You felt your pussy throbbing in pain from all the stimulation.

I should have married you. Put a baby inside of you sooner.

You came with his spoken words and rocked on his cock for the rest of your orgasm. Leaving you breathless, you calmed down a little.

I've switched your pills…..

#charles leclerc smut #charles leclerc fanfic #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x you

[transrightsyamaguchi]

blue lock fic rec list #1 (?)

i always liked when people made long masterlists of fic recs but i haven't seen anyone do it for blue lock yet. at least not recently. so in the spirit of Be The Change You Want To See In The World here's my list.

not in any particular order just going through my bookmarks lol.

sound of breaking down. chigiri-centric, 4k words, rated T.

“Is he dead?” “No, of course not.” A pause. “I hope not.” “Yo, Princess, are you alive in there?” The door rattles. OR Determined to prove himself, Chigiri disregards his health and deals with consequences. None of it is pretty. Set during the neo-Egoist league arc. it's a sickfic. it's a really good sickfic. it hits all the beats i like my sickfics to hit and then some. it's a genfic which is a major bonus. no romantic subplot just chigiri being vulnerable and getting taken care of. there's some sweet moments between him and chris prince that made me melt inside.

2. the rituals are intricate, bro. karasu/otoya, 2k words, rated E.

Otoya offers to groom the homie's wings. Things escalate in ways he did not expect. this is by one of my beloved mutuals but i'd still be recommending it even if it wasn't. great title. there's an "it's not gay with socks on" joke in there. there's the ever-present Otoya Eita Sexuality Crisis. the porn is less sexy and more funny (as tabieita deserves).

3. six facts about lobsters. bachira/isagi, 4k words, rated T.

What it says on the tin. (In fine print: six facts about you.) can't remember if ghost is on tumblr or not but this is another mutual fic. it's a take on the 5+1 format, tracking the bachisagi relationship through lobster facts. isagi's autism radiates through the text. it's so cute and so sweet and so very bachisagi essence. as expected of ao3 user smallghosts (<- the bachisagi essence writer)

4. counting crows on the windowsill. kaiser/ness, 18k words, rated M.

“How much,” you ask, “would you let me do to you?” The feeling of vibration on your fingers comes again, and he is thinking, or perhaps toying with you even more. Your grip tightens on his skin, and Alexis twitches slightly in the grasp. More than once have people told you to learn some patience. “You already know my answer.” “Doesn’t mean I don’t like hearing it in your own words.” Inhale, exhale, and they all fall onto your skin. There is a chill in the room—it is rising up your arms, your neck—but the whole of you is hot. “If it’s you, I’d let you do anything.” Seven snapshots of life through the eyes of Michael Kaiser. this is a longer one but if you have time and you want to feel some Emotions read this one. nskins contain such multitudes and this author understands them so well.

5. shidou-ctionary. shidou/sae, 4k words, rated T.

Contemporary linguists agree that achieving proficiency in a new language requires between six months and four years of study. Itoshi Sae knows better. He has anecdotal evidence to suggest that a person can become fluent in a new language in as little as one week. A week of Shidou Ryuusei's attempts to ask Itoshi Sae on a date: a story in emojis. yet another mutual fic. i can't help it that my mutuals are all extremely talented and correct about everything. it's got some experimental formatting going on and (in my opinion) it looks best on desktop. ft. shidou being shidou and sae being smitten (in the emotionally constipated way that sae is smitten with shidou)

6. puppy love. kurona/kiyora, 9k words, rated G.

Jin doesn’t fight the small smile forming on his face. It’s been a long time since he meshed well with anyone. People tend to avoid him; he avoids them in turn. He stopped caring (or so he had told himself), but he doesn’t hate the weight around his shoulders—doesn’t mind it at all, really. He wraps his hand around Ranze’s wrist, and he laughs along with him. Kiyora Jin has a number of problems. A growing crush on Kurona Ranze is not supposed to be one of them. this was the inaugural fic in the ranjin tag and. not to pat myself on the back or anything. but i beta-read it hehe. another mutual fic. kiyora jin character study before kiyora jin was even a character, with an adorable little romantic subplot. somewhat negated by the Recent Developments in canon but it's still good!!

7. pink light. shidou/sae, 19k words, rated E.

Fifteen years ago, Shidou took a pass from Sae that shattered his knee and ended his career, and Sae hasn't been able to speak to him since - and Sae wants it to stay that way. Deserves for it to stay that way. Unfortunately, the world has other plans for him, courtesy of a little art studio a five minute walk from his new post-retirement apartment. this is not a mutual fic but i'm trying to change that. it's post-canon ryusae ft. cane user shidou (!!) and emotionally constipated sae learning how to live without soccer. not quite old man yaoi but it has the spirit of it.

8. year one. snuffy & lorenzo centric, 3k words, rated T.

"When's your birthday?" Snuffy asks him carefully, moving on to the next field. "Today," Don answers immediately. "Really?" Snuffy looks at him suspiciously. "No," Don replies without hesitation, turning back to a poster describing professional tooth brushing. Snuffy tries not to look at the tense faces of the receptionist and the surgeon peering out of the room. Snuffy's first year of parenthood. what is it about snuffy & lorenzo fics that just hit so different. i swear everyone who writes for them is a genius. this fic is short snapshots of snuffy and lorenzo navigating their newly-formed parent-child relationship and it's heartwrenching and heartwarming and poignant. this writer has a few snuffy & lorenzo fics and they're all wonderful. (she's also on tumblr and writes in-depth lorenzo meta so you Know she understands him)

9. pov: you just want the world to be quiet. itoshi brothers, 4k words, rated T.

his big brother and football have become the only hope to which rin can cling to dream of better days. without them, he only and just remains that little six-year-old boy destroyed by the senseless atrocities of evil hands. hesitated to include this one because the tags are scary but fuck it we ball i do what i want. it's a rewrite of rin's backstory with a darker spin on it and it follows rin and sae's relationship through that lens. as par for the course with pre-canon itoshi studies, it does not end happily. it's incredibly well-done and it will give you Feelings. (this is one of those cases where the author drops a life-changing bombshell of a fic on you and then you go to their profile and there's no bio. there's no public bookmarks. this is their only blue lock fic. they haven't posted anything in a year. who are they)

10. peak male living space. kunigami/chigiri, 3k words, rated E.

Raichi and Kunigami had met at university; playing on the football team, sharing many lectures, and living through the shitshow that was university halls together. It seemed only natural that they’d move in together, and it had been great for the past few of years… Until Kunigami’s new boyfriend asked why he never invited him over to his place, and he was forced to deal with the realisation that he and Raichi have the most boyish disaster of a flat. part of a series but it can stand alone. t4t kunigiri smut. kunigami and raichi are disaster roommates and bachisagi play wingmen. lionel messi makes a cameo in the form of a cardboard cutout. all the kunigiri fics in this series are good but this fic in particular is just so funny.

if you notice any ships or characters Conspicuously Absent it's because they were positively dominating this list at first so i'm planning to make a separate list for only them hehe

there are many more fics that made my soul ascend from my body so i might make another of these

#blue lock #he speaks #fic recs #tabieita #kunigiri #bachisagi #kainess #nesskai #ryusae #chigiri hyouma #karasu tabito #otoya eita #kunigami rensuke #itoshi rin #shidou ryusei #itoshi sae #don lorenzo #michael kaiser #alexis ness #marc snuffy #kurona ranze #kiyora jin #isagi yoichi #bachira meguru #is it bad form to tag all these characters #i mean. they appear in the post

[loveroftoomanyfandoms]

A Little Angel (Or Devil?) Chapter 1

Pairing: Matt Murdock x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit

Story Summary: Matt and Reader, happily married at the end of Angel of God, my Guardian Dear, start the next chapter in their life together -- parenthood.

Warnings/Tags: Smut, Unprotected Sex (I mean obviously, Matt and Reader are trying for a baby), Pregnancy and all that comes with it, no graphic depiction of childbirth

Word Count: ~1250

A/N: I realized that I didn't have anything to post for Valentine's Day, so here's the first chapter of the AoG sequel! We're starting out spicy, lol. 😏🔥

As always, let me know if you'd like to be tagged!

Matt Murdock smiled as he got dressed for work, the sound of his wife muttering to herself as she fiddled with the ice maker on their new refrigerator three floors down filling him with happiness.

He and Y/N had been married about a month and a half and had been slowly getting their 4-story townhouse -- the dream home that Matt had surprised Y/N with as a wedding gift -- situated and furnished, starting with their bedroom then moving down to the first floor before working their way back up.

He chuckled as Y/N made a sound of triumph, the ice maker finally doing what she wanted it to do.

He finished tying his tie and made his way downstairs, heading into the kitchen where Y/N was now standing at the counter packing her lunch while waiting for her iced coffee to finish brewing.

Y/N turned and gave him a kiss. “Morning, husband.”

Matt smiled as he kissed her back. “Mmm. Morning, wife.” 

Y/N began to move back towards their coffee maker. “I think I managed to get the voice control on the refrigerator programmed.”

“Oh, great --” Matt's brow furrowed. “Hey, wait a second.”

Y/N paused. “What's up?”

Matt moved behind her and nuzzled her neck. “Are you using a new body wash?”

Y/N hummed, tilting her head to the side to give Matt better access. “No, it's the same one I've always used. Why?”

Matt shrugged. “You smell different.”

“Huh, that's odd. I haven't switched anything -- still using the same body wash, same shampoo, same antiperspirant… I haven't even used a different lotion since I found that one that doesn't overwhelm your senses.”

Matt shook his head and nuzzled Y/N's neck again, the change in her scent awakening something primal in him. “I'm not complaining, angel.”

He grazed her pulse point with his teeth before soothing the spot with a kiss. “It's actually really turning me on.”

Y/N let out a soft whimper, the sound sending shockwaves straight to Matt's cock. “Matt, baby, unless you want to be late for court I suggest you not do that, because I will drag you back upstairs to our bedroom and have my wicked way with you.”

Matt chuckled lowly before wrapping one hand around Y/N’s waist while creeping his other one under the dress she wore. “Who said we have to go all the way upstairs, angel? Who said I can't just fuck you right here in our kitchen?”

He slid his hand inside Y/N’s underwear and slipped a finger between her weeping folds, groaning at the slickness that coated his digit. “Mmm, especially when you're already this needy for me.”

Y/N gasped and gripped the counter, the scent of her arousal becoming even stronger. “Matt, Matty, baby, please…”

Matt lightly circled her bud with his fingertip. “Is that a yes, sweetheart?”

Y/N moaned as she reached under her dress to pull her underwear down. “Yes, Matthew, fuck. Want your cock inside me.”

Matt unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants, pulling his pants and boxers down just enough to free his hard cock.

He gave himself a few strokes and lined up with Y/N’s entrance before easily sliding inside her.

He groaned as Y/N’s walls tightened around him. “Jesus , angel, you feel incredible.”

Y/N gasped. “God, so do you, Matty. Need you to fuck me, please.”

Matt pulled out until just his tip remained inside Y/N then slowly pushed back in. “Like this, sweetheart?”

He could feel the displacement of air as Y/N vigorously shook her head. “Want it hard and deep, Matty.”

Matt let out a low rumble from deep in his chest. “Oh yeah? Want a reminder of who this cunt belongs to?”

Y/N clenched around him. “Uh huh. Want to still feel you inside me while I’m sitting at my desk at work today.”

Matt pulled out once again then slammed his hips upwards, Y/N’s cry of ecstasy music to his ears.

Y/N hands flew out and grasped the counter. “Fuck -- need it just like that, baby, please.”

Matt began to fuck her in a rough pace, Y/N’s hips slamming back into him with each thrust. “Christ, sweetheart, I can feel you clenching around me. You're so fucking close already, aren't you, angel?”

Y/N’s head fell back against Matt's shoulder, one of her hands reaching up to caress his cheek. “Uh huh, feels so good, Matty. Want you to come inside me, fill me up.”

Matt growled then reached down and picked Y/N’s leg up to bend her against the counter, the new angle allowing him to drive even deeper into her. “Touch yourself for me.”

Y/N’s hand that had been caressing Matt's face reached down to rub her bud. “Fuck, Matt, right there, sweetheart, don't stop, please --”

Matt groaned, the combination of Y/N’s desire for him and whatever was different about her scent making his head spin. “I gotcha, angel, gonna leave you full just like you need.”

He snaked his hand that was gripping her hip up to her neck, applying a gentle pressure around her throat. “Be a good wife and come for me, Y/N.”

Y/N’s breath hitched as she tightened around him. “Matt, yes-- ”

Matt slammed his hips upwards into Y/N one last time with a groan, his cock releasing stream after stream of his seed deep inside her as she came around him. 

Y/N slumped against the counter, panting.

Matt carefully set Y/N’s leg down, making sure she remained steady on her feet. “You okay, angel?”

Y/N sighed blissfully. “Never fucking better.”

Matt chuckled then carefully pulled out of her, tucking himself back into his pants before grabbing a paper towel and dampening it so he could clean Y/N up.

He tilted his head to the side as he heard Y/N pull her underwear back up, his nostrils flaring at the scent of their mixed release soaking the fabric. “Are you…”

Y/N turned and gave him a kiss. “I told you I wanted to still feel you inside me while I was sitting at my desk at work today.”

Matt's spent cock gave a feeble twitch of interest. “I swear if I didn't have court today I'd be dragging you back upstairs to bed.”

Y/N buttoned and zipped Matt's pants up for him then adjusted his tie. “Mmm, raincheck for tonight?”

Matt nodded as he buckled his belt. “Court should adjourn pretty early today, so how about I make something special for dinner and we can have a date night in the garden? And we can sit on the swing Aunt Ruth gave us as a housewarming gift since it's finally starting to warm up outside.”

Y/N slid her hands down Matt's back and gently squeezed the globes of his ass. “That sounds perfect, Matty. Love you.”

Matt grinned as she handed him a travel mug of coffee. “Love you too, angel. See you tonight.”

Y/N gave him a kiss. “Now go get ‘em, counselor.”

Matt grabbed his briefcase off of the end table in the foyer and headed out the door, hurrying to catch a cab so he wouldn't actually be late for work. He still couldn't figure out what was different about Y/N’s scent, but it had certainly been a fun way to start the morning.

#lotmf writes #matt murdock x fem!reader #matt murdock x f!reader #matt murdock x reader #ALA(oD) Masterlist #AoG Masterlist

[assorted-candy]

20 Q's for Fic Writers

I got tagged by @dp-marvel94! Thank you!

1. How many works do you have on Ao3? 

I've just posted my 22nd work a few days ago!

2. What's your total Ao3 word count?

37,763

3. What fandoms do you write for?

So far, all my published fics are for Danny Phantom. It's a fandom that's near and dear to my heart and my favorite to write for. I've written fanfiction for myself in a lot of different fandoms over the years. Miraculous Ladybug, Mega Man (Star Force, Battle Network) and Fire Emblem are a few. (Will these ever see the light of day? Probs not, lol)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?  5. Frayed Ends - 37 kudos - Jazz and Maddie are fighting more often. Jack wants to reach out and help his family. 4. The Same Blood - 45 kudos - Maddie and Jack try to help a sick girl that collapsed in front of their house. They don't know what to make of her condition. Danny wants to help.

3. Returned Home - 49 kudos - Maddie finds Danny at home after he disappeared ten months ago.

2. The Broken Pieces Left Behind - 66 kudos (tie) - Maddie knew what the portal did to Danny. If she could create something that essentially turned him into a ghost, she could figure out a way to fix all of it. Even if she hasn't made any progress in the past two months, she'll keep trying. She didn't account for what Danny wanted. 1 . What's Out of Out Control - 66 kudos (tie) - Danny thought he had it under control. He thought he could finally hang out like they used to always do. Tucker could feel the rift between them widening. It wasn't getting smaller anytime soon.

5. Do you respond to comments?

I try to! There were a few comments from my two earlier fics that I never responded to and it's already been so long and I feel like I ended up putting it off too long to say anything now 😓But I'm so so thankful for all the comments I receive! I never thought anyone would read my work, let alone comment on it. I'm always between two modes of 'author commentary' and 'screaming thank you and running away'.

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

Lol, I love my angsty stuff and there are so many different flavors of angst, so it's hard to pick just one. I'd say the piece I aimed to write for Angst Fest, The Broken Pieces Left Behind, might be it. It ends on a rather hopeless note for the Fenton family that even I don't know how to make everything better for them

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

Probably Home for a Cat. It was for a Ectoberhaunt prompt that I was absolutely stumped on. So I decided someone was going to adopt a cat by the end of the fic.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Ahh, so I actually posted a fic on FFN wayyy back when I was in high school. I remember it being received pretty well but I got a really rude comment on a simple spelling mistake. Back then, I was just told I had dyslexia a few years prior and I had some really bad self-esteem issues tied in with that. So, yeah, that comment basically made me terrified to ever show my work to anyone ever.

It's been over ten years since then and I wanted to actually get over that fear. I impulsively decided to do Angst Fest with the mindset that no one would even look at what I posted. Not only did people look, everyone has been so kind!!!

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

lkdajldkf, nope. I get flustered trying to write basic romance and having two characters hold hands, lmao. Major props to those that can, it's definitely a skill that takes time to master just like any other genre.

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

I haven't.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Also haven't had this either.

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

Nope, but it seems like a lot of fun.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

Back when the show was airing, Amethyst Ocean (Danny/Sam) was my go to. I'm a sucker for friends to lovers tropes and it's really nostalgic for me. But, I don't really read a lot of shippy things for Danny Phantom, so ships don't make or break a fic for me.

If I'm looking to read romance, the whole Love Square (MariChat my beloved) with Miraculous Ladybug will always be great. Even if I jumped ship on the show around season 2 or 3 and I have no clue what they're doing now, lol.

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

I honestly have so many WIPs that are unfinished on my computer from over the years. Maybe a super old one that I titled 'Phantoms in the Daylight'. Angst once more with Character Death as the main pain point. I like the beginning but oh boy, does it get sloppy and confusing real quick. I'd need serious outlining energy put into it if I'd ever want to salvage it and I just don't have it in me.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue! Give me two blorbos and I'll make them talk forever.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Scenery and description. I love the dialogue portion so much that I end up running into the floating heads in an empty room problem in the first drafts of my fics. My first round of edits are dedicated to making sure I have a scene and grounding characters into it. And then I have to go back later to make it not feel so robotic sounding.

(Also a weakness but more as in fic than writing. Summaries and Titles. I stare at my drafts on AO3's editor for at least half an hour trying to pull something together, lol)

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

I can probably talk about this for hours, lol. I absolutely love foreign languages, especially when it comes to linguistics. So, I'll try to be brief, lmao. Short answer: depends on the fic but normally no. I already spend so much time fussing over the word choice/slang/formality/dialect characters use in my native language. I don't have a good enough grasp on another language for it to sound natural to the reader. ("They would not fucking say that" is my internal monologue during dialogue edits, lol)

19. First fandom you wrote for?

It's a toss up between Pokemon and Danny Phantom. I first learned about fanfiction from a friend who showed me FFN for the Pokemon fics. I looked around the site and found all of the Danny Phantom fics soon after and got hooked on those. I started writing around then and it would have been for one of those two.

20. Favorite fic you've written?

Hard to chose one! Writing technicality wise, I'm proud of how What Remains on the Table turned out. I consider description my weak point, so the original draft was 0 dialogue with very stiff descriptions. I was able to edit it to really practice my environmental storytelling. (Although, please mind the tags if you click the link as it does deal with the dissection topic)

I'm not sure who's been tagged and I'm not sure who writes fanfic, so @lavendarlily, @fangirlwriting-stories, @grub-xd, @nanaarchy and anyone else that wants to join!

#tag game #danny phantom #fanfic authors #candy-posts

[alltoolewis]

May I request blurb with Charles Leclerc where you break up through charles' fault and he regrets it and calls you everyday, but you don't answer. And one day he sees you at the race, because when you were still together you made a promise you'll be there for him. Emotional with happy ending please

Always in your corner! - Charles Leclerc ✨

I love this idea so much!!!! Thank you so much for requesting & I hope I do this incredible request justice!!! I tried to do something a bit different with this one, with a couple of flashbacks but I don't know how I feel about it (Sorry its not the best but I hope you love it regardless! It's also more of an imagine than a blurb lol!)

Summary- After Charles breaks up with you due to insecurities, he starts to feel your absence on race weekends... leaving him to go to Pierre for help...

2 months ago....

"What do you mean you can't do this..." Your voice cracked, fingers barely hanging on to your phone. "I just can't be with you anymore!" Charles snapped, the sound of your phone speaker crackling confirming his harsh tone. Tears began to cloud your eyes listening to your boyfriend of almost 4 years say the words you though he'd never say....

"I just don't get it..." You whispered, "Why?... is it something I've done..." Your words caused Charles to sigh on the other side of the phone, taking a deep breath "You haven't done anything (y/n)... it's just..." Silence filled the room, as you eagerly waited for him to finish however you wished you had just ended the call there and then...

"I've met someone else...." His words sounded as if they were in slow motion as the phone dropped out of your hand! Unable to settle your mind at the thought of him being with someone else flooded it everytime you would close your eyes... His voice vibrated on the bed as he tried to get your attention back despite being miles away... but you couldn't focus, how could you after the bombshell he just dropped...

Finding enough courage to pick up the phone, you took a deep breath "Thank you for being honest with me Charles..." You whispered gently, causing his heart to shatter into a million pieces "Good luck with the rest of your career..." Not allowing him to reply, you hung up, immediatly throwing it to the side as if it had some disease.... & for the first time in a while you broke down, unable to catch your breath as the loud sobs kept escaping your mouth... "Omg (y/n)..." Your sister gasped, running into the room instantly throwing you in a hug "What happened... eh? shhhhh...what's going on..." But you couldn't speak... couldn't tell her that the man that they all loved so much, the man that they thought was going to be wedded into the family had took away his part of the jigsaw, leaving you with an empty hole in your chest....

but little did you know his reality wasn't much different....

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Present day...

You never expected your fairy tale to end sour... never expecting for you to be the one your friends constantly checked upon to make sure you were okay as they begged you to leave your bedroom for the first time that week!

"Is that him again..." your sister sighed, looking over to your phone to see the familiar flash of the 'unknown' number... when in reality you all knew who it was! "Why don't just answer (y/nn)… he obviously wants to talk to you... just hear him out!..." Your sister always admired Charles and despite you telling her over and over again what he said on the phone that night, she brushed it off, knowing deep down that he would never do something like that to you... there must be something else!

"Sometimes I forget whose side you're actually on!" You snapped, declining the call "He broke me (y/s/n)! Not the other way round... stop acting like he's the victim here!"

"I'm not!" She protested, looking over to your phone to see he left his 100th voicemail that week "It's just... it doesn't feel right... he wouldn't do that to you!"

"Well guess what he did-" You bitterly laughed, getting up off your bed "I've faced the reality that he's a cheating scum... now you have to!" Ignoring the pleads of your sister, you left the room, tears rolling down your face... how could they all be so oblivious to the fact he did it! He told you... Washing your face to get rid of the fallen mascara your eyes caught your reflection... "am I missing something..." you thought & the truth was...

you were....

(y/s/n) groaned, really not knowing what to do.... should she call Charles herself or would that only make things worst!?! "Fuck it-" She mumbled to herself, picking up her phone to dial the one person who knew Charles more than he knew himself...

"I need your help!"

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"Please (y/n)… phone me back, I just want to talk..." Charles sighed, ending the voicemail, throwing the phone across the room as he buried his head in his hands... oblivious to his best friends presence!

"Still nothing..." Pierre asked cautiously, knowing the effect that question does to him & seeing as nothing but a groan came out as a reply, he was correct "C'mon bro, It's been 2 months... you need to let her go!"

"I can't..." Charles breathed out, voice almost cracking "I can't have her hate me like that!" "Could you really not of thought of another lame excuse to tell her rather than you cheating?"

"I panicked okay!" Charles snapped, running his hands over his face "She was blaming herself! I didn't know what else to say!" Pierre groaned, throwing his own hands in the air from frustration "The truth maybe! That you didn't feel good enough for her... that she deserves someone who doesn't travel 260 days a year!"

"She wouldn't of understood... she would have stopped me!" Charles groaned, "Yeah and look what you're trying to do now... maybe you needed her to stop you instead of making a stupid fucking excuse to break her god damn heart!" Pierre couldn't help but snap at him, although he might have been his best friend, he had grew so close to you over the past couple of years that he couldn't let Charles treat you so poorly!

"Don't you think I fucking know that!" Charles yelled, getting up as red clouded his vision "I'm trying Pierre! I'm trying to make this right! and I can't!!! So stop speaking to me like I don't already know all this" Tears appeared as he stormed out the suite whispering a quiet "I've lost her..." loud enough for Pierre to know that he had to make this right...

Just as he was about to follow him, his phone buzzed in your back pocket- revealing a name he was least expecting! "(y/s/n)..."

"Pierre... I need your help!"

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A couple of days passed since your little argument with your sister, and although her words made a little bit of sense to you, you still weren’t going to crack! You had no idea why he was trying to get in touch with you... but whatever the reason was you didn’t care enough to have him break your heart over the phone all over again!

“You going to tomorrow’s Grand Prix sweetheart?” Your mum smiled, nodding her head towards the TV where the trailer was playing. It so happened that this week was your home countries GP, the track only being 20 minutes away from your family home! “Is that supposed to be a joke..?” You laughed, switching the channel over “cause it’s not funny...”

“I’m not trying to be funny darling..” she sighed, placing her hand on your shoulder “it’s just you always promised him you’d be by his side for this race... you know how nervous he gets before his home race!...”

“Oh don’t worry I’m sure his new girl will keep the nerves away!” You sassed, throwing your dish in the sink as your sister came in rolling her eyes. “I think that’s my queue to go to work... I’ll see you both later!” Your mum laughed, giving you both a kiss on the cheek before heading out the door to let you handle your tiff yourselves!

“I have a friend coming over in a bit if you would like to get dressed!” Your sister pointed towards the pyjamas you had been wearing for the pass 3 days, causing you lift your eyebrow in confusion “it’s your friend... why do I have to get dressed?’

“Because I thought we could have a little outing together?”

“Oh no thanks I’m good!” You smiled sacastically, grabbing your phone to head upstairs. “Why are you keep acting like this!” (Y/s/n) groaned, pulling your arm to turn you around. “Oh I don’t know maybe since my sister chose the side of my cheating ex instead of me..!”

“I never chose his side (y/n)...” she sighed, giving you apologetic eyes “I just care about you... I know you miss him & he clearly wants to talk.. I just thought it would of been better for you if you’d just hear what he had to say...”

“I miss him...” you admitted “but I can’t get over the face he betrayed me (y/s/n)... I know your only looking out for me but I think it’s best if I just forget him... I just need your support, not your opinions please..”

“I support you..!” She smiled, giving you a quick hug “how about you go get dressed & then we’ll spend the day together... okay??”

“Okay..” you groaned knowing you didn’t really have a choice. She was right, you had to get your shit together! "Who is it anyway? I swear to god if it's Talia..."

"It's not Talia!" (y/s/n) laughed, pushing you up the stairs "It's a surprise... so no more questions just go!"

After forcing you to get ready, you decided (y/s/n) was right! Looking at yourself dressed in normal clothes made you feel some sort of normality compared to the pyjamas that was your go to fashion for the last 2 months!

"(y/n) There here!" Your sister shouted you down, still not letting you know who this mystery person was. But as you got closer to the room, you recognized the voice immediately!

"Pierre..." You gasped, causing him to look in your direction, giving you a small smile before pulling you in arms "How are you doing love.." Pierre smiled, pulling out the hug but taking your hands in his "I'm goo- what are y-you doing h-here" You stuttered in shock, it wasn't just Charles you missed, Pierre was like your brother! Not having him round caused your mind to spin...

"I just wanted to check up on you... & see if your anything like Charles right now.." He sighed, running his free hand through his hair as you give him a puzzled look "(y/n)… I need your help... he's in a bad place-"

"Pierre-" Before you could object, he pulled you to the couch, you only just noticing your sister had left the room to leave you both alone. "(y/n) look... I know he hurt you! & your not the only one who thinks he's an asshole for the way he treated you amour but it's not what you think, and seeing as he can't explain it to you... I will!"

"What are you talking about Pierre..." You questioned, slightly afraid of what his answer was going to be. "He lied sweetheart... he didn't cheat!"

Your eyes grew wide as Pierre continued to explain Charles's actual reasoning behind your split! Shaking your head after he told you that Charles thought you wouldn't understand! "Why didn't he just tell me the truth! I would of reassured him- I didn't care about the distance... I just wanted him & he left!"

"Because he's an idiot..." Pierre laughed, pulling you in his arms "But he's an idiot that is crazy in love with you... and being apart from you, knowing that he unintentionally broke your heart is killing him... please come to the race tomorrow... he needs you..."

"I don't know Pierre- what if he doesn't want me there..." You sighed, despite hearing that he didn't and he was struggling without you, you couldn't shake away the thought that he could be lying again.. but looking at Pierre's concerned face you knew he wasn't..

"He fucking loves you (y/n)… & right now he needs you by his side..." Nodding your head, you wrapped your arms around him whispering a small thank you in his ear for telling you the truth "I'll think about it..." You smiled.

"Thank you (y/n)… I promise you'll sort this out.." He smiled back, getting off the couch "I better get going, don't want the team getting mad at me for disappearing... here are 2 passes for tomorrow if you decide to come... I'll see you late sweetheart" Passing you the passes as he gave you a quick hug bye before darting out the room.

"So... how'd it go?..." Your sister asked, leaning against the door as you twirled the passes around your finger, contemplating whether to show up or not. "Are you free tomorrow..." You questioned, causing (y/s/n) too look at you puzzled "Yeah why?"

"Do you want to come the race with me..."

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"I don't know about this..." You sighed, turning back towards the exit as your sister pulled you back "What if-"

"What if nothing!" (y/s/n) laughed, pushing you towards the crowd of F1 fans, camouflaging yourselves as the rest of the fans waiting for the drivers arrival! After taking a few pictures with some of the fans that recognised you and explaining to them to not post them until Charles arrived, you patiently waited for them to come...

"You made it!" Pierre cheered, throwing his arms around you as you continued to shake "You don't have to be nervous... he'll be so happy to see you!" Giving him a small smile, you nodded your head "I'll be fine.. I thought this would be the best way to surprise him.. I just hope he'll recognise me!"

"Believe me..." Pierre smiled "He would recognize you from a million miles away he's that obsessed with you!" Your head darted up as you heard fans further up the line call your ex's name "That's my queue to leave... good luck love..."

You had barely any time to process as you saw Charles coming closer. It was like the very first time you met, your eyes lighting up as he smiled towards his fans, his soft voice thanking them as butterflies fluttered your stomach.

Your heart dropped as he unintentionally walked pass your section... you couldn't let him just walk pass... you couldn't let him walk away...

"CHARLES!" you shouted without thinking, hoping someway he could hear your shouts over the other hundreds of fans!... and somehow he did...

Turning around his eyes went wide with shock, he could recognize that voice anywhere! "(y/n)… what a-are you d-doing here...?" He stuttered, walking up to you not knowing whether to hug you or not... but taking matters in your own hands you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling his familiar scent into you "I made a promise 4 years ago... that I would always be in your corner no matter what... so here I am..."

"I j-just... I'm sorr-" Just as Charles was about to finish his sentence his assistant called him back over, looking at her watch impatiently "Go... I'll find you later" You giggled as he gave you one last hug, a look a relief on his face "Meet me in my room in 15! I'll get one of the guards to assist you there!"

"Okay..." You smiled, ruffling his hair as he gave your sister a soft smile "Oh shit- Hi (y/s/n)"

"Hi Charles..." Your sister laughed, giving him a quick hug "Now go before your assistant shoots us!"

"I'll see you in a bit..." He laughed, shooting you one of his signature smiles before running off to explain to his PA why he was so late!

"I'm proud of you..." (y/s/n) smiled, giving you a hug as like promised one of his crew came to collect you "I told you he missed you..."

"Were not back together yet..." You laughed

"Nahhh but you will be!"

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His crew dropped your sister off at the ferrari suite before taking you to Charles room, giving you a smile as they knocked on the door before letting you inside... instantly being met with a stressed out Charles....

"(y/n)... I'm so sorry... I didn't cheat... I couldn't do that to you! I love you so much! I was just insecure... an idiot... I'm so..."

"Stupid!" You giggled, finishing his famous words for him causing a soft smile to appear on his face. "Yes... I'm stupid... a fucking fool but I'm a fool who is crazy in love with you... please let me exp-"

Cutting him off, you pulled his arm towards you "Just shut up and kiss me..." You sighed, feeling his lips immediately being pressed on yours... melting away at the feeling you had somehow survived without!

"You don't have to explain Charles..." You breathed out as you pulled away, leaning your forehead on his "Pierre told me everything..."

"That son of a bitch..." He groaned, causing you to laugh, planting another kiss on his lips. "And although I wished you would of told me the truth... and fucking hate you for making me think you touched another girl-"

"I wouldn't ever do that you-" Charles interrupted, panic in his eyes. "I know that now handsome..." You giggled running your hands through his hair "But even after everything you put me through I am still madly in love with you Charles Marc Leclerc!"

"Say that again..." Charles closed his eyes as tears began to form "Please say it again..."

"I love you Charles... I always will!"

Without a warning he sprung you to the air, twirling you around as only the sound of your laughter could be heard "Be mine again... I never want to lose you..." He sighed, putting you back to the ground but keeping his arm tight around you...

"You never lost me..." You mumbled, placing your lips on his "I'll always be in your corner!"

#charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc #formula one #charles leclerc imagine #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #formula 1 #charles leclerc blurb

[not-poignant]

I hope you have a lovely day with lots of snacks

Tl;dr the day was not lovely but there might be snacks

I actually didn't have many snacks today but I'm about to make up with it with a couple of churros and dark chocolate dipped strawberries.

Today I...woke up and showered and replied to comments on AO3 for a while, and then I spent about 4 hours formatting documents into PDFs of varying sizes for Patreon and Ream and uploading chapter commentaries into compilations. And then I did more formatting stuff behind the scenes while I stared at all the other behind the scenes stuff I need to do and thought 'writing is a hard job' quietly and intensely.

I ate lunch while I was working. I also made some memes about how overwhelmed I felt, and then made some for my readers too, lol.

And then I laid down for about 4 hours because I also have chronic illness (whee) and I am constantly in pain and varying degrees of fatigue and I literally must lie down every afternoon so I don't collapse in the evening (literally) - and I did a tiny bit of reading (webtoon: Shutline (which I immediately realised I'd read before and didn't fondly remember), webtoon: December (didn't mind this)) and then dozed restlessly because it was 40C/104F today. I also edited a Tiktok art video in Adobe Premier Rush, but I haven't put it up yet, and I should really do that.

Got up and made ham and cucumber sandwiches for dinner, and watched Girl with the Dogs on YouTube while I ate, and a Smosh video.

Then did some more work and helped a friend with her work stuff, and then I watered the garden for 1.5 hours because *points tiredly to the heatwave* and stared balefully at the dark sky (you can't water during the day - it's literally a heatwave but also it's illegal here to water during the day) with its few stars because they'd set up a severe weather warning due to extreme winds in our specific area and it was dead AF and oppressive out there and it was just hot instead.

I watched a few Tiktoks while I watered.

When I hung the hose up back on the holder thingo, I sang to my plants: 'I hope you make the best out of the water I just gave you, you little fucks' like a sweet lullaby, and a person who I didn't know was outside next door because it was like 9pm and pitch black laughed softly and sweetly, like they didn't expect it, and felt kind of fond. I didn't know I had any nice neighbours on that side of the house, so I mostly just thought 'WHOOPS SHIT' and then felt too embarrassed to say anything.

And then I came back inside and replied to some asks (hi!) and am hopefully going to eat churro's soon and it's 10pm and so I'm probably going to do some more work and then I'm going to go to bed while I feel stressed about the work I haven't done (currently Palmarosa is the heart beating beneath my floorboards). I will probably keep reading December. It's okayish.

I don't know if I'd call today lovely, because I'm burnt out and I want to put up the Christmas decorations but it's 10pm and idk if I should start that because it tends to make me severely ill to do it for a few days.

I'm a little sad, a lot lonely, a little melancholic, a little grumpy, and a little very excited about churros and chocolate dipped strawberries. I resent days that are 'work and sleep' sometimes, especially during November. That's my fault. That's on me. I'm a mean and shitty boss to myself.

Gotta do something about this burnout at some point, because December is the worst month for my PTSD, but I also need to keep getting paid, because medical bills and food and stuff. So like...finding the balance there is a constant work in progress.

There were some lovely moments today:

That little laugh from the neighbour in the dark

The first yellow peach of the season

Doing tricks with my cat (who is trained) for treats

Making silly little memes

Helping a friend with work stuff

Replying to some amazing comments

Watching cute dogs

Feeling pretty accomplished at putting up those compilations on Patreon/Ream even if I'm not done yet.

I hope you're having a lovely day too, anon, with many snacks.

#asks and answers #personal #i have not had a lovely day in a while #a member of my family died suddenly this week #suddenly and unexpectedly #and within 12 hours #two other members of my family directly impacted by this death #had to evacuate due to the fires #and idk if they can go home yet #i don't think they can but the fire has at least been downgraded #i am burnt out and sad #yesterday between working on writing stuff #i photoshopped photos of my uncle for my mum #for the funeral home #to make them nicer alkfjsa so that she doesn't have to pay someone to do this #i might delete this later y'all this might be a little too real #but sometimes it doesn't hurt maybe for people to know i'm human #hell sometimes it doesn't hurt for *me* to remember i'm human dslkfjasd

[lesbiancolumbo]

re: your last post about eastern european/turkish/etc films do you have any specific recommendations 👀

hell yes i do, i have a lot, and i'm gonna open this up to a wider net of countries in europe that i think just aren't getting enough attention when it comes to their cinema. i'm also keeping this limited to contemporary cinema.

romania: the films of cristian mungiu are all amazing, especially 4 months 3 weeks and 2 days and beyond the hills (i'm watching his latest effort and that's what inspired that post btw). i also recommend tuesday, after christmas, and the death of mr. lazarescu. i haven't seen this next title but it comes highly recommended and looks amazing: collective, a documentary that is high on my list.

bulgaria: viktoria. watch viktoria. it's on kanopy and i think it is a movie that is so beautiful and moving and challenging and it has just stuck with me since i saw it almost a decade ago. i miss maya vitkova so much, i want another film from her asap. another film i enjoyed was glory (2016), which i don't think anyone else i know has seen, but i saw it for a film festival i was working for at the time, and while we didn't program it, i vouched for it.

serbia: no one's child, which is a film i saw at a festival as screening duty for the same festival i was working for when i watched glory. i fell in love with this film's uncompromising vision and recommended it, we programmed it, and it actually won our jury prize that year. so maybe i have taste.

bosnia/herzegovina: watch quo vadis, aida? and never look back. best movie of 2020 (i got the year wrong in my last post, apologies)

hungary: i am probably most excited to see what hungarian cinema is gonna look like after the last few years. a film i really liked recently is preparations to be together for an unknown period of time. there was a sweet little film that was at last year's sundance that was called gentle, and another sundance watch, a documentary from 2017 called a woman captured that made me sob. there's also son of saul, which is A Brutal Watch, be warned and read the imdb summary before you go into that one. also a really exciting filmmaker coming out of hungary is Ildikó Enyedi and her film on body and soul is really interesting.

turkey: the film i mentioned in my other post was between two dawns, which is fascinating and heartbreaking. another one that i love is mustang (when i saw deniz's name on several episodes of perry mason i cheered lol).

lithuania: lastly i wanted to give two films a shoutout from lithuania - the summer of sangaille, a visually beautiful film about two girls falling in love, and one of the most interesting films i saw at this year's sundance, slow, which is a gorgeous and unique love story.

i will leave you all with these -- i realized in consulting my lists that i don't have anything contemporary from czechia, which is embarrassing because that's my people lol, but i digress. feel free to continue recommending stuff in the comments - let's spread some love for world cinema!

#asks #movie posts

[1ivinqdeadqir1]

Your writing is just *chefs kiss* it's so immersive and good!!! Anyway, can you do headcanons of Nacho x reader (Jo & Amber are out of the picture) who's a college/PhD student that works VERY late into the night because they have trouble stopping themselves from working?

"Just 10 more minutes" then it becomes 1 hour lol

And it's kinda unhealthy esp since they have to wake up for morning classes

Idk your rules or if you do headcanons, so if you don't, feel free to write a scenario instead!

Ignacio ‘Nacho’ Varga x Reader 

Ignacio 'Nacho' Varga x PhD!student reader HCs Request:

A/N: this was so fun to write, I'm going to write a few fics for nacho whilst I have the muse for him, so please send some soft, angsty, or even smutty requests in via the inbox and I'll check them out!!

BEFORE THE STORM:

First off, Nacho finds it cool how you’re a PhD student. When you first met, he asked you a few questions about it

You thought it was pretty strange, you were only at Manuel Varga's store to have the interior of your car fixed up… 

Though Ignacio was nice enough, and you had to admit very handsome 

He admires your dedication, he thinks it’s amazing how you manage to put so much work into something (this is, of course, before you’re dating and before he finds out how excessive work is)

You probably start as friends to begin, though I can imagine he’d ask you out as soon as the time was right. 

"Uh, when you’re free do you wanna go for a drink maybe?" 

You were silent. 

At first, he thought he’d screwed it, because of how quiet you were.

But he couldn’t have been more wrong. 

"I’m sorry- I know it’s- I shouldn’t have asked-"

"Yes"

"Hm?"

"I’d love to go for a drink with you, Ignacio…"

A few months later, when you’re properly dating and an established couple, things begin to change. 

you spend more time at his home, staying overnight to keep him company (and for sus reasons… obviously) 

You usually watch movies, though recently you’ve been more and more invested in your work and it’s taking away from the time you have together 

That was a concern for him at first, but you always reassured him and made sure to make it up one way or another 

It was all fine until it started affecting your health. 

Recently, you've been sleeping a maximum of 3 hours.

You’d go to bed at 3 am and wake up at 6 to prepare yourself for your classes 

He’d grown more uneasy, noticing how you began to dissociate yourself and fall asleep wherever you could. 

He’d one time caught you in the bath half asleep, so he quickly helped you out and lay you in bed- only to then find you awake at your computer with a cup of coffee 45 minutes later

Now, we are at the present day... 

 He comes home, tired after another long and exhausting day. He feels like he’s going to pass out, but he doesn’t 

He walks into the small office you’d both set up, it wasn’t anything fancy, just something quaint that’d make it easier to revise 

Nacho sometimes regretted giving you the office, maybe then you’d sleep more

He finds you at the desk, hunched over a book and taking notes

You were so absorbed in your work that you hadn’t even heard him enter

“Baby, it’s 4 am” 

You’d turn and look at him, unsure of what to say- it probably takes you a minute to fully comprehend what he’d just said 

“Yeah, I know… I’ll be in bed soon, just another hour, okay?” 

He’d hum, frown and walk over to hug you from behind your chair, pressing a few sweet kisses to your collarbone and the top of your head. 

“I’m serious, you haven't slept properly in days, mija… “ 

You’d always deny it, but he was right. It was ironic how you’d be training for a doctorate and have your boyfriend school you on when to sleep

“I know… but I promise I won’t be long- look I’ll even set alarm”

He’d say goodnight, run his hands through your hair and then go straight to bed 

At about 6 am he hears an alarm 

he’s a bit freaked out at first, 

Though calms down when he finally recognises where it’s coming from 

He’d walk into the small office and find you lying atop the expensive wooden desk with your arms folded. 

He’d turn off the alarm and pick you up 

He’d then tuck you into your bed, lingering for a moment, his fingers brushing your hair from your face. He loved the feeling of your warmth

He loved to watch as your chest rose and fell at intakes of breath. 

Anything human served as a reminder that this was real and he wasn’t living out some elaborate fantasy 

After turning off all the electronics in the converted office area, he’d head back to bed and crawl beside you

You who are now fast asleep 

IDC what you say nacho is the best cuddler going. 

A FEW HOURS LATER… 

you wake up at about 12 pm 

At first, you're worried that you’ll miss a class- but then you remember your lecture was cancelled for today, and you breathe for a minute

Nacho is asleep beside you, an arm draped loosely over your body. You smile and shuffle closer to him, 

You trace the pad of your finger slowly from the bridge of his nose to the tip a few times

He’d always found that soothing

After about five minutes he slowly wakes up, opening his eyes to meet yours 

You smile and press a kiss to his lips 

“Buenas Dias, sleepy” he’d say, as you yawn into your hand and nuzzle into the crook of his neck

“Good morning to you, too”

You’d get up to move, but he’d hold you down and pull you closer by your waist

“Stay for a while longer baby… you’ve been working too hard you’re going to make yourself sick”

You’d just sigh and press your lips to his cheek

“I told you I’m fine Ignacio, honestly… you don’t have to worry”

“You’ve been sleeping less, eating less because of it- you’re the smartest person I know, y/n”

You’d just stare at him with your bright eyes, and he’d sigh similarly to how you had earlier 

“What I’m trying to say is I love you, but you need to know that you’re overworking yourself, you don’t need to overwork yourself the way that you do”

You’d just hum, eyes already becoming heavy just from talking, he probably is right 

“Alright… I’ll take it easy.. for you” 

“not just for me, for you, okay?”

You nod, and he presses a kiss to the top of your head. You place your hands on his chest and kiss him quickly

He tries not to smile like a lovesick idiot but he does 

“Now go back to sleep, we can order takeout later if you want- watch that movie you’ve been wanting to see”

“Alright… Goodnight nacho”

“Sleep tight, kiddo”

A/N: I'd die for him.

#nacho varga x reader #ignacio 'nacho' varga x reader #ignacio varga #bcs x reader #ignacio 'nacho' varga headcanons #nacho varga x reader headcanons #nacho x reader

[tartarusknight]

My words were talk, heart, close, suddenly, and realize. I sadly just published my last chapter of my wip and haven't had the time to work on it. So this is another wip that's titled (for now) Mamma Claudia. It might be a little confusing but it is paragraphs out of order lol. Anyways... thank you @paperbackribs for the tag <3

TALK

Steve shrugged, not really interested in talking about himself. "How old?" He asks instead and even though she frowns she doesn't try to force him to talk like his aunt and uncle. She just grips his hand so she doesn't loose him while they look for his aunt.

"Dusty just turned one a little two months ago." She says and Steve looks over at the baby. "Now, what's your name? And your aunts name?"

HEART

Days turned to weeks into a month then two. Phil gave Steve one final glance before he was gone to something called college but it hurt just as mush when his mamma left. So, Steve didn't leave his room at his uncles house, he didn't have the heart to. Like his heart went with his family, with his mamma. His aunt and uncle didn't say anything but he could feel their annoyance towards him.

CLOSE

She moved from the aisle but Steve didn't follow her. He watched the mother holding her child, looking overwhelmed and close to tears as her baby didn't stop crying. He moved over to them and cleared his throat, "Is- alright?" He asked and his voice croaked from disuse.

The woman startled and her face flushed, "yeah, sorry. He's- he always settled for my- but we have to deal with just the two of us now, don't we Dusty?" She said her voice frantic as she tried to soothe her son.

SUDDENLY (or sudden in this case)

Big brown eyes blinked over at Steve and he felt seen as the kid stopped crying. "Oh, he seems to- to like you." The mother sighs and Steve looks up at her.

"Really?" He asks and a sudden spark of the joy bloomed in his chest, surprising even himself. He thought the blue oceans had washed away all flames in his chest.

The mother smiles and she has the same kindness in her gaze that his mamma had. "Of course, I’m sure Dusty already thinks of you as a friend." She states and he straightens up. He hadn't really made any friends since coming to Hawkins.

REALIZE

When Steve was 4, his mamma told him that she was really sick and she wasn't sure if she was going to get better. That's when his mamma brought him to Hawkins Indiana where her sister and husband lived. It was a long long way from home. His mamma had done her best to teach him both Irish and English as he grew up, but he never seeed to get English as easily.

When she moved to Ireland, she never truly planned on going back home to Indiana. She had dreams if traveling the world and she had when it was just her and Phil for a few years. Until she had set down roots in Ireland. She had learned the native tongue and became a citizen there to give her son the peaceful live she dreamed of having as a kid. And they had had that for a moment. They were happy and every moment had been special. But they became more special as Steve realized his mamma was only getting worse.

#tag game #stranger things #steve harrington #dustin henderson #claudia henderson

[obey-me-headquarters]

If I could change one thing about Obey Me:

Well, I would actually change a lot of things, but what's pretty high up there on my list is: rewriting Levi to be the Avatar of Gluttony.

I know, I know! That sounds crazy! Levi is perfect! Let me just explain my reasoning:

Levi is an Otuka and a problematic trend I noticed in Otuka circles is their consumerism. There's always more anime to consume, more figurines to buy, more merchandise. There's this ever present aura of never being satisfied as there's always more content to consume.

A lot of anime doesn't even really end, with the really popular ones having thousands of episodes. I'm not saying that it's a bad thing, I'm sure that it's those anime are very good. But there's definitely a quantity over quality problem with anime, with a lot of artists getting underpayed so studios can pump out more content.

And isn't that quintessentially gluttony? Never being satisfied? Always on the lookout for something new, no matter its quality, only to eat it up and move onto the next big thing?

Some people might argue that that's Greed, to always be amassing more. But I would argue that the difference between Greed and Gluttony is being satisfied. If you're greedy you can still be satisfied with the amount of stuff you have now, hell, the satisfaction you get from having what you have might be a driving factor for wanting more - you like what you have, and you want to get more so you'll be happier. But Gluttony is never satisfied, it's constantly being on the lookout for something new because what you have is never enough.

I know most people associate Gluttony with food, and I don't blame them. That is a big aspect of Gluttony. But I think going with this angle would be very interesting. Especially seeing as Beel's hungry can seem kinda one note? So much so the characters in the game even remark upon it. So I think choosing a more unique angle would create more story opportunities.

For example, there could be an arc about reintroducing Levi to his love of anime from a story perspective, instead of just a way to consume.

Plus, I think it'll be pretty cute seeing Levi and Mammon fight so much when their sins are so similar. Something something, two sides of the same coin lol.

I do really like how Levi is portrayed in the game. I think having him being so self conscious as the Avatar of Envy was a really unique spin. And how his Okuta-ness plays a role in that envy - how he's never satisfied by real life so he escapes to fantasy worlds.

I just think that Solmare could have done a little more with the Gluttony sin. I understand why they chose not to do it this way, if this idea even crossed their minds, an arc about not buying new content and learning to be satisfied with what you have would kinda go against their business model of constantly getting new cards.

I find the 7 sins, along with the 4 horsemen and anything to do with the Underworld interesting, and thus spend too much time thinking about how I would create my own 7 sins ocs.

If I ever do create a Gluttony avatar oc, Im unsure if I would go with this characterization, as it's basically just Levi lol. I think having a Gluttony oc who is never satisfied with content would be interesting. Kinda relate it to how writers and artists feel about fandoms these days. How it seems like fans are so hungry for new content, constantly asking about a new chapter, a new art piece, instead of commenting on and appreciating what you already made.

Maybe emulate those Tiktok book lovers who have hundreds of books they haven't read yet, and yet they're constantly buying new books. How they buy a new copy of a book they already own just because it has a new cover, or it's in a language (many times a language they can't even read). With a lot of these book lovers reading hundreds of books a month, leaving you wondering if they ever stop to enjoy the book. If they have time to wonder about a plot twist, let a powerful line sit with them. If they think about a book and its themes before moving onto the next one.

(Obviously this is a subgroup of TikTok book lovers, I'm not saying all of them are like, this is just a trend that I've noticed.)

Idk, I just feel like there's a lot to say about how modern audiences devour content because there's so much of it. How companies encourage people to binge their shows because it makes them more money. The dopamine infected doomscroll apps create so you use the app more because you become so addicted to finding something good, yet never being satisfied enough to put down the phone.

So. Uh. Yeah. Gluttony is a cool sin to play around with. Wish Obey Me did something a little more interesting with it.

If any of yall have any ideas on different ways to portray the 7 Sins I would love to hear them! Shot me an ask, or a message, or anything! Who knows, we might create a little band of ocs lol.

#obey me #obey me levi #obey me leviathan #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub #i guess. technically. #so that got a little away from me lol. #would love to hear yalls thoughts!!! #man. now i really wanna create my own Gluttony oc lol

[swiftviolets]

top 23 screenshots of 2023 <3

i was tagged by @applesaucesims a while ago to share my top 23 screenshots of 2023 and it was actually pretty hard to pick just 23!!!! i've seen a lot of people do them by month but because i made this blog in like may i'm just post them all as one :) some are raw some are edited its a real mixed bag i've seen a lot tagged in this already but if you haven't done this yet consider yourself tagged <3!!!

i thought she just looked cool here :(

2. i like the vibe of it and again i just thought she looked cool here lol. i wanna remake this so bad

3. i really like the angle i got w this, like its from elvis' pov. he wants attention but neither are giving it him

4. this was initially from when i started to make pictures to go around lori's apartment but never got around to finishing them. its a little lori and her oldest brother before he goes off to fight in korea :)

5. elvis was not having being held!!!

6. this was when i first started messing around with tool and i just love this shot a lot

7. one of my faves of all time!!!! i cant wait to add more context to this as i get deeper into four to one

8. i was trying so hard to get that feel of an up and coming band and their first album. i looked at a lot of old 60s garage band album covers and some were so raw like literally just a bunch of guys posing somewhere and thats what i attempted to duplicate with this :)

9. i could've honestly included the whole post this screen was from but out of all of them this was my favourite. idk i just like its the first little glimpse you get of new orleans before the street scenes. i was trying to set the mood a little lol

10. literally not a thought inside his little orange head <3

11. i used another angle of this pose for the initial post its from but idk i also liked this one a lot too i think lou's awkwardness makes it for me lol

12. i really like how andy looks back to lori as she was leaving. he looks so helpless and ideally he'd have gone after her but a) he didn't want to deal with her anger and b) he was really not in the mood to receive any shit from the rest of the group, and out of the 2 he's not ready to face lori's wrath!!!! i also like the couple on the left bc they could legit be talking about anything

13. the way they're looking here.... ough. in the story post they take a few moments to watch lori pass before initially approaching her. the look they give her is mixed with the displeasure of spending their friday night tailing their boss' 'girlfriend' and just your typical male gaze of watching girls go by

14. i think i peaked with this shot. she was literally just getting into a car what an absolute icon

15. & 16. the way she looks at him and the way he looks at her...... chefs kiss. she's annoyed and he can tell but that doesn't stop him with appreciating how she looks

17. its my blog header image for a reason <3

18. i love this little moment of intimacy between them. their relationship can feel more like an acquaintanceship at times, especially with how marco speaks to lori and how he treats her. i like in this shot it captures a rare moment in their relationship where lori is genuinely sweet and he's soaking it all in. also i really like both their side profiles hehe

19. i was starting to take screens for a post i was going to make then i just forgot about it but i really like this and how it's a little sneak peak on what to expect later on in four to one :)

20. i just love how the preset i used made this screen look tbh

21. just a cute lil gameplay moment no poses or anything just love between a girl and her cat <3

22. & 23. taken from lori's magazine spread i just really like how candid they look both look

#thank you soooooo much for the tag it was fun!!!! #tag game

[sluttysnails334]

sluttysnails 2023 A03 Recap!

I am stealing this idea from PCE, so I will tag them for credit, @1moreoffkeyanthem

Total Works: 20!

12 Oneshots

3, twoshots, 2 threeshots, (they aren't full series so it felt weird to included them in that lol)

4 Series ( I technically only have one, but in my head a series is anything that is more than 3 chapters.)

1 Stick of Truth story

Most Kudos: Sliverstone and Goldfeather, 288

Most Comments: Also Sliverstone and Goldfeather, comment thread 98, comments 221

Most hits/bookmarks: it is ALSO Sliverstone and Goldfeather, it's sweeping this year everyone. It has 6,083 hits, and 49 Bookmarks

Longest Work: Sliverstone and Goldfeather, and it's still not done yall because it's #lazygirlwinter it is currently at 37,611 words

0 TFBW stories, sadly

Most written pairing: CREEKKK my oxygen, my life source, can never get enough of them fr

Work that made me cry while writing: Are We Still Friends? The first fanfic I ever posted. It wasn't sad tears, I was just happy I finished writing it, and was really proud of it lol.

Favorite Character to write from: Tweek, especially in S&G he is lowkey like my self insert, if I was like a fictional blonde gay man

Favorite AU: I like my SOT AU, even though the work has 2 chapters, lol, but I've written some of it, and just haven't posted it yet.

Least Fav Work: I Watch The Moon, it was the second thing I ever posted, and like it's not awful, but I would just write it so differently now, and I do think I might rewrite it at a later date.

Works that mean the most to me: Are We Still Friends, Sliverstone and Goldfeather, Camp Cottonwood, why didn't you call me back?, Love Like You, now you suck! god only knows where I'd be without you, ( all for diff reasons, might do a separate post on why)

Favorites:

We can leave the Christmas lights up 'til January

kissin' I hope they caught us,

baby you've got something in your nose ( probably my favorite style thing I've written tbh)

feeling:

how am I supposed to pretend, that I never want to see you again,

and you never knew how much I really liked you

running through the six with my woes!

Most Bizarre Fic: Either now you suck! or my man is my man, is your man, heard its his man too.

okayyyyy, lol this was fun, i love writing fan fiction and I had a really tough year and the South Park fandom has been so welcoming and I've made a lot of friends through it, that I will cherish for years to come.

THANK YOU for reading my fics if you do, even if you only ever read one, and if you haven't read my fics ever, thank you for just following me on here!! thank you for EVERYONE for baring with me and not finishing and/or taking literal months to update my stuff, you guys are the real ones. 🥹🥹🥹🥹

EVERYONE HAVE A HAPPY NEW YEAR AND 2024!!! 🎉🥳🍾🎈🎊🤸🏽‍♀️🤪

you can find me on a03 as sluttysnails!!! (sorry idk how to link it lol)

#south park #sp creek #sp style #south park fanfiction #a03 fanfic #ao3 writer #happy new year #read on a03 #fanfic writers #fanfiction #ao3 author

[copiousloverofcopia]

FINALLY, the next Chapter of Death & Flowers is here, featuring Cardinal Copia and OC Ollie.

Thank you all for being so patient with me. Sometimes it's hard to keep up with things when you have a full-time job and 4 kids you are raising lol. I appreciate all your support so much 🥰

Death & Flowers

It hadn't been serious, it never was with him. While Papa was suave and Ollie enjoyed their time together it wasn't meant to be. She knew it wasn't something meant to last…something permanent but—here she was. It was only one missed pill and life forever changed.

Chapter 11: An Emeritus Son

Also available HERE on AO3. Haven't started yet? Start from the beginning HERE.

Commissions are now OPEN, please see pinned post for carrd info!

SFW below the cut, overall fic is NSFW

Copia left his office only moments after Sister Imperator. His face was pale white, with only his freckles giving him the faintest hint of color. He had so many mixed emotions. There was relief, finally having an answer to where he came from. But the most prevalent was the shock.

The knowledge that Sister was his mother, of all people, however made so much sense. All the time she spent doting on him, nurturing him—the signs were all there. Copia ran his hand through his hair, scratching his head as he continued struggling taking it all in. While it was easy to accept Sister as his mother, the truth he could hardly bring himself to accept was the revelation of his father. 

“Cardi…that's not all I wish to tell you…this might come as a bit of a shock.” Sister Imperator swallowed back. 

“What else could you possibly tell me that is more of a shock than this?”

“Your father, well your father is Papa Nihil. It was a long time ago and I was so young and…”

The memories of their conversation, flooding back to him. Sister’s words echoing like whispers in his mind. No wonder she was in such a rush to get him to take control of Ghost, hinting to him that he should become Papa—he was always meant to be Papa. With all the chaos swirling in his head from the news, Copia could hardly think of anything else. His thoughts however, were never far from Ollie. 

What would she say? Finding out he was her baby's uncle—Terzo's brother. Would it change anything for her? She'd already been through more than any one deserved to in a lifetime. Copia, wondering if this would finally be “the thing” they couldn’t come back from. 

He struggled hard with it, drifting down the hall towards the refectory as the “what ifs” played in his mind. He was nothing short of desperate for another cup of coffee and a need to be away from his office. He arrived, like dissociating on a drive home, without being exactly sure how he got there. The familiar halls, lined in old paintings and crypts of long gone clergy members whose bones laid to rest within the walls, were nothing but a faint blur. 

The Cardinal tried his best to maintain appearances, smiling and nodding to siblings as he passed. Knowing most of them found him to be awkward at best. How would they feel knowing it was the heir to the miter and not just in title? Would they accept him? Did those responsible for his brothers murders know? 

Inside he was an absolute mess. Exhausted, not only physically, with his lack of sleep, but the constant stress and questioning leaving him running on fumes for days, perhaps months. Finally a bright ray of light in the darkness, he thought as he caught sight of Cumulus sitting at one of the tables, pensive and troubled. She was obsessively twisting around a lock of her hair and unable to get comfortable in her seat. He approached her wondering what she had learned. What was making her normally bubbly and lighthearted demeanor, so distressed?

As he got closer, he began to second guess himself. Unsure if he really wanted to know anymore "answers" today after all. The image of Ollie spurred him on, knowing that at the root of it all was his love for her and the want—the absolute need to protect her and their child. He continued on, smiling when Cumulus got sight of him. The ghoulette, looking even more nervous than before.

"Buona giornata a te ghuleh, spero che ti abbia trovato bene." Copia began, grabbing the nearest pitcher of coffee from the cart and sitting down beside her. Cumulus turned towards him, her posture still tense and unsure.

"Papa." She began, her words faulting. Worried what speaking her truth would mean. Alpha was the keeper and he had indeed threatened Ollie and Copia. His motives however were woven by his fear. A fear earned for someone was out to frame the ghouls for Terzo and the other Papa's deaths and he knew it, and he believed Copia was involved. 

It wasn't true, it absolutely couldn't be. The thought of her sweet Cardinal being involved, sent shivers down the ghoulette's spine. Her tail, twitching with the sensation and catching Copia's attention as it flicked against his back. Copia placed his hand on her shoulder to ground her.

"Cumulus, what have you learned?" 

"I know who the keeper is." Cumulus admitted, shaking as the words left her in fear. The little hairs along her ashen skin, standing on end as she waited for Copia’s reaction. 

"Who? Who is it?" The Cardinal begged, his rage burning behind his mismatched eyes. He was indeed ready to fight, to end the misery that was being caused. Cumulus swallowed back the knot in her throat before speaking.

"Copia please, don't do anything rash…please hear me out before you go making any decisions." She began, leaving him feeling dumbfounded. He relaxed back down into his chair, having jolted up with the news. He smoothed out the fabric of his cassock and adjusted his biretta on his head to aid himself in gathering his composure.  

Why would she protect them? He thought, doing everything in his power to settle himself enough to hear her speak. "I'm ok…please tell me." He beseeched her, his tone, much more level and collected than before.

"I went to the den and spoke with Alpha." The ghoul's name sent Copia back to on edge, knowing just how close he was with both Omega and Terzo. "He admitted that he has suspected all along something wasn't right about Ollie's baby and that he believes wholeheartedly that someone is out to frame us ghouls for the Papas' deaths. He also admitted that he has been the one sending you the letters—he’s the Keeper." 

"I see." Copia said, running his fingers over his mustache.  

"Copia…Alpha thinks you may be in on it. He thinks it's all a conspiracy to allow you to ascend…" Cumulus explained, watching the color drain from his face.

"He's wrong my dear ghuleh, I can assure you of that but…” Copia swallowed, “...he is right to be suspicious. I–I have something to tell you." he told her, his gaze falling to his lap. Cumulus took in a deep breath, she knew whatever it was, it was not going to be good.

“What? What is it Cardinal?”

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Copia confessed to Cumulus his truth. She was surprisingly understanding, despite how bad things sounded. Copia could swear that the ghoulette was his only remaining friend. Between Ollie, the baby, and all the mystery surrounding his recent appointment,  he had secluded himself. Finding it hard to keep up with any outside relationships, when all that mattered right now was Ollie and the baby. 

After the initial shock of the news, Cumulus could feel it. Deep in the brimstone and astral dust that made her, Copia was telling the truth. This whole time he too was a pawn in a much bigger game being played. One that he had no idea he was in, that none of them had, and while his ascension seemed to be the will of  those in behind the scenes, Copia had no part in it—at least not willingly. As Cumulus took off back to the den to settle Alpha’s suspicions, hopefully ceasing the letters and taunting, Copia decided to head up to the Papal suites. With his soul unburdened from truth and his dear friend on his side, he found a new determination to make things right with Ollie. 

As Copia walked back down the hall he passed Dr. Cunetto. The Doctor had just barely caught his attention, carrying his black bag and looking as if he were to accompany Copia up the main stairway. It was only then that the Cardinal remembered—Ollie had an appointment today. Copia furrowed his brow and brought his hand to his face. How could I forget something this important?

Surely the intensity of the day had led to his absentmindedness, but to him this was unforgivable. He tapped the doctor’s shoulder to catch his attention. “Oh Cardinal, on your way up?” Dr. Cunetto asked him. Copia sheepishly smiled and nodded as they both headed up the stairs. 

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Ollie pulled herself up waiting for the doctor to arrive. Her nerves frayed and her head spinning at the change in position. She had spent so long in bed she thought she might go mad. Her mind, still heavy with the thoughts of Copia and his secrets. 

She was fast approaching her third trimester and soon a child would be born to the Emeritus bloodline. A child that she was working so hard to keep safe—his true parentage hidden. She noticed her heart had begun to soften. Accepting that her lover was only trying to protect her and this child with his actions. Keeping things from her to prevent harm from befalling them. A child that wasn’t even his. She still felt the sting of anger inside, angry for constantly being left in the dark.

Since her child’s conception, she felt like she was an unwitting participant in something sinister. Her baby’s  life, constantly hanging in the balance. She missed her independence, her ability to only worry for herself. Selfish, she thought as she ran her hand over the swell of her belly. The little boy, kicking strong inside her, reminding her that it was not about her anymore.

She sniffled back and wiped her eyes, when the sound of the front door brought her out of her thoughts. Within a few short moments, Dr. Cunetto and Copia walked in. Her sweet Copia, she couldn’t help but love him so much.  She felt happy to see him, finally deciding to pull herself out of the self-wallowing abyss she had insisted on dwelling in. 

For the first time in days she could see him for what he was. A man who loved her unconditionally—and her child. Ollie couldn’t say if it was the hormones or not, but she was ready to leap off the bed and into his arms. Showering him with kisses and professing her love in droves to make up for lost time. Spouting apologies for her insipid behavior towards him. 

She knew he only ever did it to protect her and it was time she was a big girl. Accepting things as they were and not as they could have been. Letting go of her anger and coming into her own. Finally standing up for herself. 

She remained quiet as Copia came to sit beside her on the bed. Choosing not to turn away from him. A welcome fact that did not go unnoticed. Her small gesture, giving him hope that things would be ok. 

“Sister Olive, are you ready for me?” Dr. Cunetto asked as he sat his bag down on the bedside table. The feet on the bottom of his bag clinking as it hit, sending Copia wincing from the discomfort of hearing it. 

“I think so.” Ollie told him as she glanced over to Copia, whose eyes were now fixed on her. He reached out to grab her hand when there was a knock at the door. 

“Come in.” Copia called out and within moments, one of the water ghoulettes entered the room. Bringing with her a portable ultrasound machine. The ghoulette smiled at them and quietly handed the equipment over to Dr. Cunetto.

“I apologize for being late doctor.” she told him, as she glanced around the room. Marveling at the lush bedding, the vaulted ceilings, and the ornate tapestries that hung from the walls. Even letting out a gasp when she saw the old wooden carvings, inlaid with actual gold embellishment, that lined the archway of the master bathroom. It was clear she had never been in a Papal suite before and was in awe of its grandeur. Losing herself in her observation as Dr. Cunetto spoke. 

“No worries Isle, thank you so much.” he said, reminding her to mind herself. The ghoulette smiled and looked over to the coupe upon the bed.  

“Yes thank you.” Copia and Olive said in unison—both amused at the time of their shared expression of gratitude. As the ghoulette took her leave, the doctor wasted no time in booting up the machine. Both Copia and Ollie, anxious to see the baby doing well and praying to Lucifer that things were as they should be. Copia watched her, his heart aching as he saw the worry begin to fall over her face. 

Thankfully it wasn’t long before he saw it—Ollie's smile pulling at her lips. It had been so long since he'd seen it, but seeing that the baby, safe and sound within her womb had brought it back. He was forever grateful for that moment. His whole world, beginning and ending with that smile. Her happiness, paramount to his own. 

“Copia.” Ollie said tearfully looking up at him. The Cardinal, beginning to tear up on his own as he squeezed her hand within his. 

“I know amore. He’s getting so big.” Copia stammered, holding back his tears and smiling down at her while Dr. Cunetto took some measurements. The doctor was quiet which made them both a bit uneasy but the relaxed look on his face didn’t give away anything. It was a few agonizing moments before he spoke again. 

“Good news Sister, Cardinal. Everything seems to be going ok, I am not continuing to see any evidence of bleeding or issues. I feel like, with light duty and some restrictions, we should be able to allow Sister Olive to come off bed rest.” Dr. Cunetto smiled. Copia and Ollie were so excited. Ollie was so ready to be out of the suite and both her and her Cardinal, thrilled the baby was doing ok. As the excitement calmed and the doctor wrapped things up with Ollie, the reality set back in for Copia.

He still had more secrets to tell her. His heart, torn having just made progress with her only moments ago. Even Copia had just learned the information himself. He knew deep down he would need to tell her and now. Holding back would only hurt her more and create the same problem over again. And this time he would have no excuse for keeping things from her. 

As the door fully shut behind Dr. Cunetto, Ollie was already up and getting dressed. Copia, smiling as he waved the doctor off down the hall. When he returned to the bedroom, the Cardinal couldn’t help chuckling to himself. Watching Oliie, tossing out habits left and right from her drawers until she found the one she liked. 

“Excited?” he laughed.

“Very! Though I can’t find anything since the ghouls organized it all.” she sighed, wading through the mess of clothing. 

“Well that can’t be helped I suppose. They did their best.” Copia reasoned, Ollie nodding in agreement. “Ollie, we need to talk.”

“Copia, you’re right. I am so sorry I was so harsh on you. I know you never meant to hurt me…” the words spilling out of Ollie so fast, Copia barely had time to comprehend them. 

“No…no Ollie. It’s ok I am not talking about that.” he smiled softly as he watched her face turn to confusion.

“Oh, what then?”

“I had a meeting today with Sister Imperator.” Copia began, pulling at his collar, loosening it around his tightening throat. 

“And?   

“She told me something that I need to remain, for now, between us.”

“Copia just spit it out already, what is it?”

“She told me that I am her son.” he said point blank. It took a moment for the words, and their gravity, to fully hit her. 

“Oh…I mean that's good right? You finally know where you come from, though I can think of better mother figures.” Ollie smiled, trying to lighten the mood. 

“That’s not all. She told me that my father…my father is Papa Nihil.” 

“Wait…Copia? You’re…no, you can’t—you just can’t." 

"Yes…” Copia began, his chest aching as he watched Ollie’s heart break. “I’m HIS brother Ollie. I am so sorry…but this changes—" 

"This can't be right. Maybe she's made a mistake." she panicked, head spinning and broken at the implications of his words. She could hear her heart pounding, sparking her baby to move inside her. Ollie, instinctively bringing her hand to her belly. "...this means you're—"

"I’m…I’m the baby's uncle. I'm an Emeritus. Ollie I'm so sorry I had no idea. Never in my life had anyone explained anything to me. No one had—"

"The eye." Ollie said plainly, both her and Copia staring at each other. The truth was hidden in plain sight. After all this time it had never occurred to either of them that he might be related to them. The only explanation the Cardinal had ever heard as a child was that his eye was “a blessing from Satanas to those who would be worthy of his ranks”. Now both of them were painfully aware that the trait was, indeed, inherited.

Ollie sat back down on the bed, her crumpled up habit gripped tightly in her hand as she stared off into space. Copia went to sit beside her again, watching the tears silently falling down her face. She had spent so much time in tears since they’d been together. Some of them were joyous, but more often than not, he found them in sorrow. He wished for her to never cry out of unhappiness again. 

“Amore?” Copia said as he pulled Ollie close to him. She allowed him to hold her, her head falling onto the broadness of his chest as she cried. It was warm and comforting there. Like a childhood bed that felt safe and sound. How she wished you could stay there forever. 

“It’s just always so much, you know? Just as I feel I can catch my breath, enjoy my life, be excited for the future…the rug is pulled out from under me. The air taken from my lungs. What does this even mean Cope?” she asked him.

“I will become Papa. Other than that, this changes nothing. That baby is still mine and I will love him as such for the rest of my life. Nothing anyone else can say will change that. What happened before doesn’t matter. The only thing that matters to me now is you—and him. Do you understand me?”

“He’s not your son Copia.” she said softly, her heart wanting to tear into pieces within her chest. A patchwork of a thing that it had become, now barely holding itself together. Copia squeezed her tightly, his fingers tangled in her hair as he brought her face up to kiss him. 

A deep, wholly felt kiss. They had desperately needed it. Longing deep down to be within each other’s arms. Copia pulled away a moment to face her. Looking into her sparkling eyes as he pushed back the unruly locks of her red hair that had fallen into her face. 

“HE will be.”

Notes:

Buona giornata a te ghuleh, spero che ti abbia trovato bene. -Good day to you ghuleh, I hope it has found you well.

#ren writes #the band ghost #ghost #Copia x OC Ollie #Cardinal Copia x Ollie #Cardinal Copia #ghost fic #ghost fanfic #ghost fanfics #ghost fanfiction #the band ghost fic #the band ghost fanfic #the band ghost fanfiction #mystery

[jellieclogs]

october media recap ✩°｡ ⋆⸜ 🎧✮

i love music, movies, tv, podcasts, games, books, and more. here's a recap of things i watched in october 2023!!

music ♫⋆｡♪ ₊˚

i've been really into more indie blues type music as autumn comes to a head, my playlist autumn girls this is for you has a bit more songs that i really associate with this season. anyway heres the list!

mitski - my love mine all mine

mitski - i'm your man

these two songs are phenomenal, as is mitski's album "the land is inhospitable and so are we" i actually wrote a brief analysis on my love mine all mine as a love song and breakup song. the feeling it invokes in me is second to none, what a beautiful song.

olivia rodrigo - lacy

sixpence none the richer - kiss me

jane remover - search party

searows - used to be friends

phoebe briders - moon song

iron & wine - flightless bird, american mouth

mazzy star - fade into you

sting - shape of my heart

yeule - software update

yeule - sulky baby

taylor swift - "slut!"

rachel chinouriri - maybe i'm lonely

emile mosseri - jacob and the stone

i actually listen to this song to fall asleep, but i can assure you that i also cry every time i watch those videos on the internet with this song playing in the background. it perfectly encapsulates a feeling of hope and loss. beautifully done. minari was a phenomenal as a (real) movie lover, i love when movies have tracks like this that so clearly stand out from the soundtrack and score.

movies 🎞️✮⋆˙

i haven't watched as many movies as i'd have liked in october, it has been an emotional month to say the least. but, now im on anti-depressants so our regularly scheduled slaying is back. movies will be rated a 1-5 star based on how much i enjoyed it! and NO NOT EVERY MOVIE IS FROM THIS YEAR OR EVEN THIS DECADE <3

talk to me (2022) ★★★★

pearl (2022) ★★★★

the invisible man (2020) ★★★★

child's play (1988) ★★★★

doctor sleep (2019) (fucking insanely good) ★★★★★

bodies bodies bodies (2022) (so camp??) ★★★

call me by your name (2017) ★★★★

silence of the lambs (1991) (this is a perfectly made film. argue with the wall!) ★★★★★

and thats about it, i genuinely have been too busy with school to watch as many films, still have not seen barbie or the fnaf movie because im so busy and too broke to go to the movies constantly LOL. however, i will say what my favorite youtube video topics are currently in my honorable mentions section!!

honorable mentions ˙˖°📷 ༘ ⋆｡˚

my current fave youtubers or streamers :3

dead meat (james and chelsea constantly demonstrate a genuine love for horror and have recently been branching out to video games amidst the SAG strike! love them and their work so much, they have definitely made me into more of a horror movie buff)

wendigoon (i will listen to this man talk about anything, but he constantly raises the bar with how informed he is on topics. he just likes to talk abt weird shit and thats really neat idk)

supertf (ive been watching this guy for over 5 years he is still the funniest ow streamer out there sorry)

kyedae (she is rlly funny and even though valorant is boring to watch i watch her play mostly, however i LOVE when she does variety or horror its so funny how scared she gets)

jacksepticeye (watching him play spiderman 2 bc i don't own a ps5, BUT ALSO sean just has the best playthroughs of games like this. love his takes on the game!!)

mike's mic (olivia wilde nodding gif like if you get it you get it!)

games im playing right now :3

the sims 4 (do i need to explain this rlly... i have 2000 hours on sims... currently building a tiny town for the new expansion pack :3 pics here)

sun haven (started playing with my bf, feels like stardew valley with a bigger world and more things to do! i HATE the fishing mechanic. it is not for me babes)

valorant (playing occasionally as i am not very good, but i have alot of skins so yipee)

overwatch (i have 1600 hours in the game unfortunately. addiction is real guys)

fall guys (just recently started playing with my friends again, idk why anyone wouldnt want to play this its free and fun. theres a hatsune miku skin in the game like CMON)

genshin impact (im actually really invested in fontaine's story, if i had multiple hours a day to game i would do all the story quests and things but again, im so b u s y. still farming for arataki itto, pls come home)

bloons td6 (i've somehow racked up 60 hours on this game...its so fun...i love it...)

lastly, my october hyperfixation was...

horror movies and true crime!! i watched over 100 hours of movies, video essays, podcasts, and documentaries relating to horror and true crime. i'm officially burnt out of it though, so i will be back next month to once again happily share my interests!! byeee

- jane ⋆｡° ✮

#media review #movies #music #gaming #october recap

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9 people to get to know better

thanks for tagging me @ghostradiodylan !!

1. Three ships: Rylan my beloved they do no wrong. theyre the epitome of awkward bashful and honest gay summer teen romance with the perfect contrasting note of horrific life threatening monsters which is unsurpassable genre peak. and yeah ngl its pretty rare that i get behind a ship but two others i can think of are amity/luz from the owl house (but mostly in season 1 because they do cute anxious crushing stuff and after that they just kind of turn into supportive gf A and supportive gf B), and legosi/louis from beastars because how do you just gloss over neurotic homophobe slut ptsd theatre twink x weird brooding puritan loser freudian pervert and the fact that it does WORK too like hello

2. First ever ship: i wanna say gregg and angus from night in the woods?? i remember i was in that weird sexual orientation puberty where you literally know you're gay but it's not like a consciously meaningful part of your identity so i remember seeing them and thinking wow that's cool that they're boyfriends i guess idk. also i'm inexorably drawn to their existence for some reason and my lockscreen is them cuddling with the lazy morning light peeking through the curtains

3. Last song: My Kink is Karma - Chappell Roan, im a sucker for moody electronic pop and that album DELIVERS

4. Last film: i watched the first three movies in a pirates of the caribbean marathon with some friends which ngl after the first one feels like trying to suck sugar water out of a sock 😶 the last film i personally chose to watch was the 1976 Carrie! it was nice being able to watch it and appreciate it as an adult with an education and not a teen recluse going "yeah carrie you show those villain highschoolers what's what"

5. Currently (re)reading: Shakespeare's Twelfth Night! i have my old copy from highschool open next to me and the 2012 shakespeare's globe production up and i just sit and sift between watching and reading and analysing it, just like when i first learned it in class. i'm not really sure why i wanted to reread it again in the first place, but i find it kind of soothing to read older texts where the language and culture's a little ways off from its modern successors. i find it calming to kind of pull those stories back in a way we can understand with its old contexts and writing, and see more and more of that timeless human experience shine through. sudoku for english nerds i guess LOL

6. Currently watching: my watcher's stamina has actually gotten so shit im ngl like i actually haven't watched a show in months 😭😭😭 the last show i watched was bluey (which was pretty good! (and pretty indicative of the kind of attention span ive got these days 😂👌))

7. Currently consuming: this horrible like nutraloaf nightmare bowl i made because my appetite was really poor today and at 5 pm or so i was like ugh well id better eat something quick and dense if im not gonna have a proper meal so i insulted God and put together reheated smashed potato (in the microwave so they lost all their crunch and flavour) + dried roasted edamame beans + peanut butter + regular butter + cheddar + yoghurt + whole salted almonds in a bowl and had a slice of walnut fig cake as a side. that thing needed a censor bar like i was in the trenches trying to get that down im ngl. eating that meal took more energy out of me than what it gave back like i knew i made something unholy and then immediately paid for it like it was so frankenstein and his monster right there on that kitchen counter

8. Currently craving: literally anything after that like god damn 😭😭😭😭😭 otherwise ive been hankering for a good chana masala and naan combo cus there's literally never a day where i'll turn south asian cuisine down like aw man i shouldve just gone out and got some of that to eat today ugh god damn it

also im ngl i don't really know who to tag cus i only started having a presence on tumblr like barely a month ago and ive only meaningfully interacted with like 3 people since then so um!! whoever's out there lurking around on my blog if ya wanna participate feel free! and either way, thanks for readin my ramblings regardless :)

#personal #wow this came out like really long i hope thats ok :x #id been meaning to watch ghosts!!! i saw like two loose clips n the first was funny and the second made me tear up #i was like sigh let me add this to the list.... #ive been meaning to be more active on here but im gettin caught up in irl business forgive me yall

[chayscribbles]

chayscribbles’ monthly writing update ☆ march 2023

☆ STATISTICS.

words written: 13 235

projects worked on: technically i only wrote for Andromeda Rogue but i did rotate my other side wips rather violently in my head. like this is not a gentle rotisserie chicken rotating, this is a full-on centrifuge machine

proudest accomplishment: this is the month i've written the most all year ????? also i reached over 50K on AR draft 2!!!

books read: Hell Bent by Leigh Bardugo; Artificial Condition (Murderbot Diaries #2) by Martha Wells; and i've also just started A Rival Most Vial by writeblr's very own @ashen-crest!

☆ GENERAL COMMENTS.

at what degree of sparse activity do i have to concede defeat call it a hiatus. i'm doing fine, i've just been really busy with work and haven't had time to devote to writeblr that much 😔

remember when i said i was gonna intro my Third, Secret WIP this month? yeah, that didn't happen. i'm trying to crack down on AR bc i have this goal of finishing this draft by my birthday in mid-May (although i don't think that's gonna happen at this rate...) so i don't think i'll be talking too much about my other wips here until then. but i'm definitely still playing with them every once in a while lol

uhh not much else to say as far as general writing comments go. have some reading comments: Hell Bent was good but felt a bit messier than the first book imo, 4 stars. Artificial condition absolutely fucked, 5 stars. and i'm not very far in A Rival Most Vial but i love love love it so far.

more specific wip-related comments + featured excerpt below.

☆ COMMENTS: ANDROMEDA ROGUE (draft 2)

so yes this draft is coming along nicely.

right now i'm in the weird bit between the drama of the midpoint and the drama of the climax where things sort of slow down a bit... i'm trying to figure out if i need to add stuff to keep it from dragging but i'm stumped as to what.

i can't tell at what point i need to fix things now or leave things for Future Me. like i can't avoid my problems forever lmao i do have to become Future Me at some point...

there's also a few bits where i don't know if it's actually bad and needs to be fixed or if i'm just overthinking things lol. i've already bothered my rubber duckie (you know who you are <3) too many times for things that i thought were problems that in the end only needed the simplest of solutions... so maybe i need to just leave it be and see what my beta readers think?

speaking of betas... i'm a little *insert gif of me vibrating at the speed of sound* at the thought of people actually Reading My Writing... it feels like that might be happening soon... but i'm probably getting a bit ahead of myself 😅

☆ FEATURED EXCERPT.

i can never remember what i've posted for AR yet and what i haven't but i did change this scene a bit from the first draft. so without further ado, have some Azami being badass and standing up to a space pirate who had kidnapped her. warnings for weapons i guess, lmk if there's anything else i should warn for

With a smirk, Song let go of Azami’s wrist, and that was there he made the grave mistake of turning his back to her.

Petra caught Azami’s eyes flick down to his belt a split second before she pounced. Hands still tied, she gripped the handle of his plasma wand, yanked it out of its holster, and jabbed it at the back of Song’s head.

“Answer the question, asshole!” she shrieked.

Song stopped walking, but didn’t flinch. His smirk merely widened as he slowly turned around to face her. “Do you even know how to use that, sweetheart?”

Azami pointed the wand between his legs and squeezed a button. A flash of light filled the room as a blue laser shot out of the rusty handle. It flew just shy of Song’s crotch, singeing the fabric of his pants, before hitting the floor with a loud crack and a flurry of sparks. Petra yelped and jumped back. Song sucked in a sharp breath, finally dropping his cool demeanour.

“That was a warning. I’ll blast your balls clean off next time,” Azami promised, aiming the wand a bit higher.

☆ TAGLISTS. let me know if you want to be added/removed to any of them.

general taglist:

@nicola-writes @dgwriteblr @the-orangeauthor @retrogayyde @quilloftheclouds @ashen-crest @writeblrfantasy @celestepenss @stardustspiral @pepperdee @extra-magichours @avi-why @lefttigerobservation @chazzawrites @bardolatrycore @innocentlymacabre

andromeda rogue taglist:

@bebewrites @nicola-writes @dgwriteblr @the-orangeauthor @retrogayyde @akindofmagictoo @quilloftheclouds @nora-theteawriter @ashen-crest @corpsepng @writeblrfantasy @toboldlywrite @celestepens @stardustspiral @pepperdee @cheerfulmelancholies @extra-magichours @writeouswriter @cilly-the-writer @lefttigerobservation @rose-bookblood @drowsy-quill @chazzawrites @cynic-and-chief @enchanted-lightning-aes @aesa @outpost51

#chayscribbles writing update #wip andromeda trilogy #wip andromeda rogue