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yamujiburo · 11 months

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✨YAMUJIBURO F.A.Q.✨

Should've made this a while ago! I'm starting to get a lot of the same questions in my inbox nowadays tho and I feel bad for clogging up y'all's timelines with the same questions haha

GENERAL QUESTIONS

Who are you?

I'm Kiana, I'm a queer, Japanese Jamaican woman, and a Director/Storyboard artist at Disney Television Animation.

What are your pronouns

I usually go by she/her but I don't really mind any pronouns~

Where did you go to school?

California College of the Arts (but I dropped out when I was hired at Disney)

How did you get hired at Disney?

My bosses found me on twitter through my Team Rocket fanart. They liked my drawing style and asked if I wanted to take a storyboard test. I did, I passed, I got interviewed and moved to LA two weeks later to start storyboarding.

Is this a repost blog??

No, you might know be better as @kianamaiart. This is just my Pokémon sideblog where I post exclusively (for the most part) Team Rocket and Pokémon art.

What does your username mean?

It's a combination of the main 4 Team Rocket members' Japanese names: Yamato (cassidy), Musashi (jessie), Kojiro (james), Kosaburo (butch)

What program and brush do you use to draw?

Default brush in Storyboard pro

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GENERAL POKEMON QUESTIONS

Who's your favorite Pokémon?

What are your favorite ships?

Any ship with Jessie. Yamushipping, Rocketshipping and Hanamusashipping are my top three!

Who do you ship Ash with?

I was a big Pokéshipper when I was younger but nowadays don't really feel strongly about any of the ships involving the kid characters. I'm also in the "Ash is aroace" camp.

Do you have any trans headcanons?

You can find em here along with other headcanons! It should be noted that I don't usually marry myself to one hc (unless it's for a specific AU I'm trying to build out) and love seeing various interpretations of a character! Trans woman Jessie, Trans woman James, Trans man James, Genderfluid Jessie, give em to me!

Do you play the games?

I've played all the mainline Pokémon games and very much enjoy them! But I am much more invested in the anime and the characters in the anime.

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HANAMUSA AU QUESTIONS

Where can I read all the comics in order?

Here! I update anytime I make a new comic and list them in chronological order (since I just draw comics at random points in the timeline as they interest me). This post also already answers some of the frequently asked questions about this AU like: How did Jessie and Delia meet? What are James and Meowth up to? How old are Jessie and Delia? etc.

What does "Hanamusa" mean?

Hanamusa is a combination of Delia and Jessie's Japanese names, Hanako and Musashi respectively.

When does this AU take place?

It takes place sometime after the Mezase Pokémon Master/To Be a Pokémon Master series. So all the events that happened in the series, unless retconned within the series, happened. Ash is 10 at the start of the comics.

What's the status between Jessie, James, Meowth and Giovanni/Team Rocket?

Not great terms since they were fired, but also not the worst terms. Giovanni just let the three of them go without any further issues. I will say that I've always loved the theory that Giovanni keeps Jessie specifically around because of her parentage and he as a soft spot for her that he keeps a secret. I feel like Matori was the one that got the three of them fired and Giovanni wasn't able to make an excuse for them this time (without showing nepotism/special treatment) so he was forced to let them go.

If you headcanon Delia as a lesbian, how did Ash come to be?

Delia was young when she had Ash and I hc that she just didn’t really explore her sexuality much! I myself didn’t realized I liked women until I was 18 and didn’t know I liked ONLY women until like 2 years ago. She got married, had a baby and realized after her husband left that she liked women (trans people exist obviously but I’m also interpreting Ash’s father as a cis man).

Who do you think Ash’s dad is?

I don’t know and I don’t really care to explore it. I’m going off of the novel interpretation that he’s just a deadbeat that left to be a trainer, failed and never came back because of the shame. He’s not important.

Isn’t Giovanni Ash’s dad?

That’s a common misconception that people remember wrong from the Pokémon Live show. Delia mentions she dated Giovanni but then left him and his gang after meeting Ash’s father. I also don’t consider the live show canon personally! I follow The Birth of Mewtwo timeline where Madame Boss founded Team Rocket.

Do you think Delia and Giovanni dated at least?

Nah, I think he’s too old for her? I always got the vibe from The Birth of Mewtwo that he was quite a bit older than Jessie and it’d be sus if he was dating Delia when she was married to, and had a child with her husband at 18/19. He’s a bad guy but not a BAD guy.

You mentioned you still ship Jessie and James. Why not make a Jessie, James, Delia polycule?

I have a few reasons I’ve mentioned before! 1. I’m in super deep with this AU already and I feel it’d be very confusing for casual viewers of my stuff if James was added into the relationship haha. 2. I’ve drawn Jessie and James together since 2011 and took this AU as an opportunity to try my hand at writing them as queer, platonic besties bc I love that interpretation of them a lot as well. 3. I’m not poly myself and the way I write this ship is largely based off of my experiences with my girlfriend. I just know I’d favor the Jessie/Delia of it all which isn’t fair and not a good interpretation of a poly relationship. All that said, I DO super enjoy seeing peoples’ poly headcanons and art!

Who does James end up with in this AU?

No one. He's aroace and is happy to be single

Do Jessie and James have all their Pokémon in this AU

I think they have all the Pokémon that they did by the end of Mezase Pokémon Master (all their Pokémon that were left at HQ). Most of their released Pokémon have stayed released and the Alola Pokémon are still in Alola. I bring back Arbok and Weezing post-Jessie and Delia getting married. I may bring back Chimecho, Growlie and Cacnea if I think of an idea I like!

What are Meowth and James up to in this AU?

Hop back to the top of this post under the "Where to Start" section. All your questions will be answered.

Does Ash travel with anyone at this point of his life?

I don't have anyone in particular in mind! I could see him making new friends (Nemona???) or traveling with different combinations of old friends. Like him, Misty and Goh, him, Dawn and Cilan, him, Serena and Lillie etc.

Will Delia ever get over her phobia of snake Pokémon

Not fully! I think overcoming fears is fine and good but I think real PHOBIAS are much harder to get past and I don't want to cheapen it. She slowly gets used to Jessie's Seviper specifically and gets to the point where she can pet it comfortably with Jessie in the room. But otherwise, still scared and would need that same amount of time per Pokémon

Is Jessie gaining weight or is it just me?

Not just you! Jessie puts on a bit of relationship weight overtime as you'll see in the later comics in the timeline. Jessie grew in poverty, never knowing when her next meal would be and that continued into her life as a Team Rocket member. Once she was able to settle down (with a woman who runs her own restaurant no less) she's able to live a healthier lifestyle with regular meals and puts on some weight because of that.

Does Jessie ever feel self conscious about gaining weight?

Nope! She feels happier and healthier and hotter. She's also unreasonably excited to clear out her old clothes and get a new wardrobe.

Would Jessie and Delia ever have kids together or adopt?

Nah, Ash is enough for them! I have come up with hypothetical kids for them but they're not canon to this AU. Just a fun little thing for me.

Will you ever put this on webtoon?

Nah. People mostly ask me this because they want to read everything in the order of the timeline but to my knowledge, you can’t reorder chapters or installments which would defeat the purpose. I also don’t think nintendo fan stuff would fly there. Also, also it’s just extra work and another place to upload and I want to keep this all fun for myself~

#frequently asked questions #faq

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kiyokatokito · 21 days

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Appreciation post for your friends?

♡Appreciation post🍃

Hello everyone, this task has been sitting inbox for weeks now😮‍💨 yes I've been on and off with Tumblr, but anyway, it is time to appreciate the people/mutual who became and admitted me as their friend, I'm grateful for almost everyone who has been so o generous to me their kind of way, it is very genuine, to me, I'm fortunate to meet these people.🤧

To the people who are very dear to me❤️♡

@ta-ni-ya Niya, 😩 gurl, the first stages of our friendship were mutual, I never thought or expected that we could come to this very close friendship, because of Sanemi and Muichiro we have become more than just mutual, ( now we are besties I may say😌) the day started talking non-stop, always makes me feel better and motivated to write, your art inspires me so much! And it feels so unreal to have someone draw for my ship! Still! It feels bad asking for it yk! But I love your art style! and everything about your blog hehe! Seeing any notification, from you makes me smile, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! I can't explain it in words properly! And I'm very grateful for the friendship we created, it's more than I could ask for, 😩✨ we are made for each other, (even though sometimes I'm stupid you know what kind of stupid hahaha) I Ju-😩🤌but anyway, please always remember I'm here for you and ready to listen, all of your rants, yapps whatever topic you wish to talk about I'm all ears or eyes lmao, and also! Don't look down at your art, and be always proud of what you do or have done,(this also applies to all) because no one is perfect but at least you are doing your best, and it makes you happy, and I'm very happy if you are!❤️♥️ this is not enough to express my words for you Niya! We click right away I swear! And I hope we stay together, even if we are apart from each other, let's go! Create some more Aus in the future!

@colourstreakgryffin The very first person who approached me directly and role-played with me, I will ever and never forget the day you messaged me first. Love, I am ever grateful for your kindness and with me and everyone with whom you interact too, I love you the way are you right now, even though you changed fandoms, I'm still here to listen to every yap you would share with me HAHA! I love you! There are a lot more words for how much I appreciate you, Love, AND THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR EVERYTHING YOU DID FOR ME🤧 because of you Muikiyo is created too!😤🤧❤️

@unofficialmuilover ❤️And ate! The one who always guided me and also helped with things, I enjoy talking and having her share her days at work with me you know -🤭I just miss you very much! I'm very fortunate to have you as a mutual/ Friend, she also approached me first I'm very touched😩❤️♡♡, and your writing style, always touches the core of my heart!😩♡

To the Moots I always interact with, and they're generous, kind, and friendly:

@larz-barz is The very first person I've sent a MuiKiyo fanfic request to and at that time I didn't have any prompt, not even a background story for my oc, but still did my request. And up until now, the story made up for them lives in me, yes, she perfectly wrote their dynamic and I can't forget it😩 she is also the first person whom I requested to draw my ship, other than that she is really a kind and sweet person! I love her genuinely. (I love TanjiMilo)❤️♡

@kimetsu-chan The second person whom I requested Muikiyo fic and I really loved the way she wrote them😩, an amazing writer and artist too!❤️♡🥹(GiyuYuna is so cute!❤️🤭♡)

@slayfics She is my favorite Fanfic writer, not only her fics, but she is amazing, I love her confidence, and on my knees for the way she writes, ( I always reread her fiction, especially the Mui ones ofc! And I'm gonna be honest even tho I'm not part of the MHA fandom, her fics about them are irresistible!❤️, I'm a simp for your ship! Too🫣🤭♥️

@silliestsakura I really love her art style! It's so pretty and aesthetic too! I requested her once and also made art, especially for my OC as I appreciate, I cannot forget that it means a lot to me😩✨

@tokito-dulya20 dulya She also drew Kiyoka too, I requested her, and she is really nice to interact with!

@shycroissanti IMAA eat her art! 😩🤌 she draws really good, and her comics are fun to read!

@aceofstars0 they are very talented I just know it! And also draws really good!😩

@tinyperson00 The MUIKIYO comic she made for me!🛐 🛐🛐 I can't move on from that, all the ocs you created! I LOVE THEM!❤️😤

@lonesomelad PLEASE HER ART ARGRHENEND is so talented!‼️‼️‼️ Ima eat it up ( I miss her so much )

@chiharuhashibira Ateee! She is really fun to talk to, I've read some of her fics! it's really amazing, I wish I could write like you, @unofficialmuilover, and @slay literally, I won't get bored reading ur fiction, 😩🤌❤️💗

@aeolia DAMN LIKE SHE ALSO WRITES SO GOOD AND I FREAKING MISS HER! her stories are so hot!🔥 (I always reread your fictions yk!)😩♥️we are Mui simps HEHE🫣🤭

@giyubabe lI LOVE UR ART WMSMSMSJSJS would please let me eat it too?🫣🤌✨

@axolotl321 The artwork you do for us! Is very cute! I'm very touched by how try to include every oc we have!🤌🥹❤️ you are very kind!

@ashr0 t's ILEGAL TO WRITE THAT SO GOOD PLEASE AKDMDNNNANSDB IMAA DEVOUR UR FIC ALWAYS!😤😩🤌

@rion-isnot-an-ai your art is really good too, and I love it ship too♡♥️

@mrs-k0zume GURL I love you! Even your fiction and arts are so amazing eh✨😤 !❤️you re very friendly too♡✨

@gyutarowritings ❤️ please I am so lucky to find you yet another amazing writer! I hope to see some more fiction soon!

To the moots I appreciate so much they are great artist and writers too! Y alls inspire me so much!😩✨

@dreamcorechild ♥️

@frosty-lycanthropy❤️

@littlespring8 ❤️

@frostburn-shoto

@boo-simplified❤️Your art is amazing! I love how color them too!🤭♡

@ryn-loves-cheese ❤️ Baee! Your art is amazing!♡

@bottlecapsandotherthings ❤️

@ayunakatsukiwolfhashira ❤️i love your writings! It's one of i look up to!🥹💗

@missshinazugawa ❤️hihi I love your ship and art style too

@knyinfinity ❤️HEY new oc x Muichiro ship! I'm so happy to find another one again!

@local-giyuu-simp ❤️

@misty-sees-you and yes another Oc Muichiro ship I'm loving this 🤭♡♥️

@night-mince0 The art and videos you make are so swt I appreciate your efforts for us and your moots❤️❤️

@cloudymistedskies like I said before your art gives me healing vibes! Ima eat Marimui- /j

Joining tumblr has really changed my life! You are all inspiring! ♡♥️ Im very lucky to meet you all! Ily!❤️♡♥️please if I forgot someone, forgive me! I will add you so tell me!✨♡

#appreaciation post

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imtheindiekid · 9 months

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Supermarket aisle.

Prompt: Reader goes to the supermarket for the monthly groceries, and while running errands she encounters familiar yet unfriendly faces at one of the aisles. Great thing her mommy Gwen is there to scare them.

Ship: Gwendoline Christie x fem!reader.

Warnings: mid foul language, Gwen's big d1ck energy (yassss), reader is not a minor! Fluff FLUFF in the middle of chaos, reader obsessed af with mother Swift (Taylor's version lmao), reader being the lil shit she knows she is and making mommy proud; just reader and Gwen being goals relationship for almost two thousand words.

A/N: I'm back (? 🙉

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The supermarket wasn’t full. And thanks, the universe for that.

Doing groceries every few weeks it seemed like a complicated affair, in the words of Y/N, who seemed to completely want to avoid people in general when stepping outside. Yet, she loved going through the market aisles and double checking nothing was missing from the list she wrote patiently on the morning – so even on a Monday afternoon, dutifully Y/N went to buy the monthly groceries at the local supermarket.

Although the music at the building was nice and low, she did not like to run errands without her chunky black headphones and a Spotify playlist; lately she had gotten into hearing Taylor Swift, so reputation blasted through the speakers while she concentrated in her task. It also made a statement to other folks: do not talk to me, because I will not pay you attention on purpose. Benefits of being an introvert, she guessed, while inside her little bubble, nobody could annoy her.

Well, until now.

In retrospective, Y/N should’ve have surmised that not even England was big and far enough to build a bridge between her and the old life she had. That and the fact that Catherine Dean is still rich enough to places like this for vacation or whatever. And what’s worse, her whole bunch of plastic rich barbies were with her.

Some years ago, Y/N would’ve been gone the moment she encountered them, not wanting to deal with their mean taunting and overused insults in the form of harmless chat. Now, it’s pretty much the same, but at least she had the decency of flipping them off and tell them to eat shit – a little violent, but enough to having those plastics leaving her alone.

“Well, look who we bumped into. Dear dummy Y/N.” Said Catherine, with a smile full of amusement. The mentioned only stared at her and the others, Taylor’s voice filling her ears with her high notes. “What? Cat got your tongue?”

“Did you say something? I can’t hear you over the sound of Mother Swift.” She didn’t really have the energy to nor wanted to remove her headphones, in any moment delicate could start playing and God knew Y/N loved way too much that song.

Catherine now changed her smile into a scowl, it was not the result she expected ever since she saw Y/N at the supermarket. Which bring the question about miss Dean: why on earth she was doing in a supermarket, when she could be anywhere but there?

The curiosity stirred inside, wondering by herself if there was once a time where Catherine Dean went into a store like the market. Apparently, the smaller woman fell into a deep trance figuring things out when another two people appeared into the aisle and snapped her out of her wondering.

Both were blonde, but one more pale than the other and taller; Y/N knew both of those people very well, one from a long time ago while the other was more recently. It was indeed strange to look at them side by side, and that made her smile softly – many things have changed, but not her taste in people. The taller one, a pale blonde woman made hastily her way to her while she carried a single biscuits box which were drop into the shopping cart; then, she smiled and kissed the messy mane that was Y/Ns’ short hair.

The other blond, this time a man looked utterly confused and kept glancing between the two parties, then proceeded to speak.

“Um hello everyone, what’s going on Cat?” A voice Y/N thought she would never hear again asked. Once she marveled at the tone and rhythm of it, but nothing compared to her lover’s silky voice.

“Just having a chat with your dear Y/N, that’s all Alex.”

Oh, so that was it, Alex Heughan is the new dumb boyfriend of Catherine Dean. It explained so many things; Y/N giggled, making everyone in the aisle to look at her. A slender hand went up to her neck and then one of the headphones sides, which carefully pulled them down and made Taylor Swift fade away for the moment.

Distracted by it, the small woman lifted her head up to look at her lover, whom she had a soft smile and a glint on her sapphire eyes. Gwen then combed very delicately her little one’s hair, tucking loose strands of hair out of her face; a pinkish flush appeared in Y/N's cheeks, but that did not stop her from clinging to the other woman’s touch.

“Why are you giggling kitten?” asked calmly the blonde, now petting her beloved in her chin, rubbing smoothly her fingertips along the skin.

“Dummy Alex is now Catherine’s dummy boyfriend, mommy.”

“MOMMY?” a series of voices exclaimed at the same time, all of them a mix of horror and amazement. Now Y/N could totally feel the stares of the plastics, her ex and other costumers who passed along them doing their business. All because the way she addressed the older woman.

Guess the cat is out of the bag then, Y/N Bennet is someone’s baby and it’s to a very tall and gorgeous woman. Three wonderful years and counting with her dear mommy Gwen, the one who loved her fiercely and showed her how much money she could spend just for the sake of making her happy. It was so fucking great.

She took with her smaller hands the one that was petting her so lovely, holding it and placing a small kiss in the middle of the palm; and after making her mommy melt with love, she then finally turned to the others. Y/N smiled smugly in many years, pride rising in her body at seeing the faces she once hated with her guts so much, full of utter shock – it was no secret that Bennet loved both men and women, people as she calls it, because she rathers love and care for someone's heart no matter who it is.

Well, she thinks that is debatable when it comes to certain people.

“Cat got your tongue, Cat dear?” asked with false innocence; her mommy chuckled behind her. “I don't think I've introduced you properly. Plastics, dumb toy, this is my mommy. Mommy, these are the little shits who made my life hell back in America.”

She then smiled as she were buying a pair of Jimmy Choos or a seasonal dress from Miu Miu, and oh, how she loved smiling just like that. Getting everything her heart desired. Mommy knew the game she was playing, and always liked the way her little dove became a ferocious beast – so, without asking questions, mommy Gwen followed her. Y/N was pulled by her hips into the lean and strong body of her mommy, who kept her secure in her embrace.

“I can't say I am pleased” mommy stated, voice full of disgust. “nor expected the fuckers who pissed off my little dove.”

Alex then stepped in, perplexed by the whole situation. “I'm sorry miss, I believe there is a misunderstand. I never hurt Y/N in any way, I swear it! Must be Catherine and the others you are talking about.”

“Yes, I do know very well your history with Y/N. Ex boyfriend, always right to her and all that stuff. Yet you are on their side.” Gwen glanced at the rest. “Not very sure where your loyalties lie, mister.”

“Not with them.”

“Dumb toyyyyyyy. Look, mommy? He can't see past his own dubmness.” Responded Y/N, midly desinterested. This was getting boring, groceries were almost done and she really wanted to go back their penthouse to get some snuggles.

“Shut up dumb whore, you can't even afford a decent life and you have to fuck someone to get money.” The irritating voice of Catherine Dean said, and God help her, she seems to meet the wrong end of mommy.

It's not that common for Y/N to see mommy being angry, let alone furious; yes, she has seen her annoyed or frustrated, but never full of ire that she might scalp with her bare hands someone, in this case Catherine Dean. But oh well, the idiot got herself in trouble, and Y/N won't be stopping her beloved to ripping the ugly one appart.

Her bets were with mommy. Always with mommy.

“Then you must be talking from experiencie.” Gwen answered, barely contaning her spite and anger while never letting go of her baby. “Although my sweet can afford a very comfortable life by herself, it is me who keeps her within luxury and thousands of hundreds worth lifestyle. And why? Because she is my princess and she deserves everything.”

A smile tugged Y/N's lips as she heard the rumbling of her mommy's voice through her small frame; how she loves her. Her and the big heart full of love only for her.

“Mommy.” The soft tone made the taller woman return her gaze to Y/N, who looked at her with such big adorating eyes. Gwen couldn't help but kiss her nose and stroking her short hair, calming the anger that still boiled inside her body.

“Yes my love?”

“I want to go home, dumb people tires me.” Y/N casted a smirkful smile and look at the group of former classmates, who responded with mixed reactions and not a single word.

Gwen laughed silently and pressed another kiss to her baby's nose, gently tucking her into one of her own arms, while pushing the cart around and far from the aisle. Neither of them looked back nor wanted to, right now, Y/N and her mommy were the only thing that mattered at the moment. And her shopping cart full of groceries.

At the self-checkout, as they were putting out their items, Y/N turned to her mommy and asked.

“Mommy?”

“Yes, my darling?”

“How did you know I was there, in that place?"

The blonde laughed and held both of her hands out for her princess, who she eagerly welcomed them by placing them in her waist and get pulled against her mommy's chest. Gwen observed for a moment the face she fell in love with, tracing in her mind all of her curves and lines of it; her dear baby was absolutely perfect.

“Well, everytime we go grocery shopping, you always spend too much time looking for the fluffiest loaf bread you can find. And all because you love when the bread of your sandwich is soft as a cloud.”

Y/N giggled, nodding at the fact that she liked fluffiness and soft things.

“I know where to find you, sweetling, because I know which supermarket aisle is your favorite.”

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The end.

#gwendoline christie #gwendolineuniverse #larissa weems #brienne of tarth #larissa weems x reader #gwen christie #captain phasma #miranda hilmarson #the sandman #lucifer the sandman #imtheindiekid writes #im back (? LOL #mommy? sorry. mommy? sorry. mommy?#gwendoline christie x reader #mommy gwendoline #GWEN

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bababaka · 6 months

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Shipping Wars - Bade x reader

The prompt:

Person A, B, and C are famous. Their fame is growing and they are hesitant to come out as a poly couple so they just pass it for a really good friendship. Thing is, the internet being the internet started a shipping war. Some ships A and B some B and C some A and C. It’s starting to do some fights online. One day, they get tired of being asked questions about it and decide to come out as who they are.

Warnings: Aged up Characters. My writing and grammar. Some anxiety but nothing too much. Me not knowing how Twich works. I didn't truly revised it so...

Word count: 3.143

An -> I tried writing in portuguese and then throwing it into the google translate. Lotta work, let me tell you. Nah. It was a valid experience, though.Don't know if i'd do that again. Anyawyas. Love Bade and yeah. Here it is.

You liked what you did.

Entertain and chat with people on the internet who have the same interests, while playing some silly game or one that you've waited your life to play. Was funny. Interesting. Laugh and freak out on the internet with others.

In your five years on the channel, you've created a loyal, funny, and comfortable community. But, well, things started to take a bit of a left turn after the channel's first year.

The shipping war.

And the more time passed, and your popularity increased, the bigger the fight became.

@Yn'slapdog

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Get yourself someone that looks at you like yn looks at Jade.

-> @Thatonetheaterkid

uuuhm i wish! Thats real love right there!

-> @Yn'slapdog

Yyyyes! They are the reason i believe in love!

-> @Beck'sBack

whaaaat? Why? They are not a couple! Stop being a delulu! Jade is dating Beck!

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I mean! C'mon! Look at them people!

-> @Badeisreal

duuuude! Yes! Their chemistry in that movie was just off the charts! And that scene was improvised by the way!

-> @Jade'sbottom

it was IMPROVISED??? WHAT? OMG! THAT IS MY FAVORITE SCENE! THEY ARE MY FAVORITE COUPLE!

-> @Badeisreal

Right? Same! Also, i heard they are going to play as a couple in a new movie AGAIN!

-> @Jade'sbottom

jsjfjrkfkekfjdkdjdk Santa is bringing my gift

-> @Yn'slapdog

...its may…

-> @Jade'sbottom

….Santa is late…

-> @Astarion'slittlebitch

ok. Guys. Take a breather. It is a crime you guys haven't mentioned Beck and Yn.

They are so darn cute in yn's streams!

-> @Imyourfather

YEEEEES! BECK BRINGS YN SNACKS ALL THE TIME! AND EVEN PLAYS SOMETIMES!

-> @Thatonetheaterkid

...i don't watch their streams… not really my cup of tea.

-> @Y/n'slapdog

You should though! There's a lot of damning evidence there! INCLUDING JADE MAKING COMPANY TO THEM!

-> @Beck'sBack

we back at this again?

-> @Thatonetheaterkid

oh, please! Jade and Beck are actors!!! They are meant to pretend!!! Fake! If they played a couple and didn't seem in love they'd just be out of job.

-> @Badeisreal

There's somethings you just can't pretend tho!

-> @Imyourfather

yes. There is. Thats cinema for you.

-> @Theoficialdreamer

What if they are just all good friends though? I mean. They do live in the same house. Maybe just roomates.

-> @Yn'slapdog

...get off my thread….

- Boom! That's how it's done! Pay up, guys! I warned you not to doubt me. I am a god.

You got out of your chair, jumping in front of the camera and computer, which showed the end credits of the game.

"I can't believe it! How many people have zeroed in the first time like that?"

"Few. And now they're part of them! What a legend. Mad respect."

"Look at theeem! Dancing with joy! How cute! I can't even be sad about losing the bet."

Yourmom donated $500.

Spideeey donated $500

"Ah! Come on!!! Really?! Noooooo!"

"Just pay, man. Accept that it hurts less"

"Ugh. Next time, I'll win the bet."

Mastermind donated $700

"You guys should just give up at this point. Yn is invincible"

Damn right i am! - you finally finished your extremely petty celebration. You did an event of ten challenges, and in each challenge, if you won, a group would pay you. If you lost, your subscribers would choose a punishment.

But, you were amazing. And didn't lose even once. Inside, you were scared to death of what they might ask. Your fans were cool. But they could cross some lines.

- So, that was the last challenge, right?

You waited and read the comments until you received a definitive answer from one of your moderators.

"Congratulations, Yn. You completed all ten challenges exceptionally."

Yn'srock donated $500.

- Sweet! I'm buying a new mattress after this! Mine broke.

Before the chat could react inappropriately to your speech, Beck appears at the door, out of view of the camera, but unfortunately his voice is audible.

- I heard screaming. What happened? - Normally, you would brush him off and get back to your stream, but, throwing caution to the wind, you turned your attention completely to him.

- What happened? It happened that I'm amazing and you owe me, baby!

- No.

- Ohohoho! Yes! - Beck joins you in front of the computer, the credits rolling on the screen. The actor's delicate, pretty face contorts, eyebrows furrowed, mouth contorted, and a defeated sigh.

- How? You didn't even like AllSouls.

- Nope. But, a bet is a bet, I did it and now you gotta pay. The chat already did.

And that's when you turn your attention to your computer and notice the chaos in the chat.

Damn it.

This happened whenever Beck or Jade appeared on your streams. Sometimes it could be restrained. Like the times Jade remained by your side, almost sitting on your lap, throughout the stream. Or Beck would join and play with you. Your fans would get used to their presence.

But, well, there were moments, phrases, actions that turned your lives into a complete mess.

This was one of them.

"They are so cute!"

"Ooooh! Bet?? Bet what?"

"BABY??? I'm sorry, WHAT?"

"Bet, hm? The sexy kind?"

"Beck's so hot. Lucky yn"

"Wait??? Beck Oliver?? Wth? Im new someone explain to me"

"They live together. Jade West too."

"And they're also dating"

"Stop spreading fake news!"

"C'monnn! Admit it they'd look amazing as a couple"

"Guys! Stop! We don't know a thing! Respect their privacy please!"

- OK! OK! Let's stop, guys.

Beck laughed awkwardly. He had read the comments.

- Hi, chat. Long time no see.

"Yeah! You should come over yn's streams more often!

"Oooh! You guys should play one of those games for couples"

"You should do pvp. I'd bet on Beck."

- Ok! Ok! First. Stop betting against me. Learn your lesson, I'm the best.

- Cocky. - He murmurs.

You continue, ignoring Beck. - And second, it's no big deal. Just because Beck played a million times and couldn't finish it without dying, he thought I couldn't. Well, you thought wrong, bitch!

-Okay, okay! I lost, you won. Satisfied? - Beck rolled his eyes, but the smile he had tried to suppress gave him away. And you couldn't stop smiling.

- Not even close! - you had plans for Beck. Your back and neck were extremely sore, and your boyfriend had talented hands.

The internet and the outside world were unaware of your real relationship with Beck and Jade. They speculated, of course, but everything the three of you said was the same thing.

"Chat, we're friends. Stop."

"No, no. Beck and I are just good friends. It helps a lot when we play as a couple"

"We're not a couple."

"No."

"Just friendship."

"Are you stupid? Do you need me to draw? Friends!"

"F-R-I-E-N-D-S! We're just friends!"

It was a recurring question. Jade couldn't always stay calm. It was quite common for her to lose her cool actually. She was always like that, short tempered.

You met Jade and Beck in high school. And before you even finished your senior year, you were together. It was complicated. Painful. Difficult, but in the end, everything was resolved. And you have remained together ever since.

9 years later, and here you all were.

You've decided to try streaming. After 5 arduous years, you got your first million subscribers.

Jade and Beck pursued acting careers. And, along the way, they won a few awards here and there. Their goal was the Oscar. And you supported them more than anything.

They also created channels on YT. They weren't active like you, but every now and then they would record vlogs and other stuff.

Jade posts a "things I hate" videos series. And would terrorize unsuspecting civilians.

Beck talked about cars, and his hair for some reason. Both recorded backstage videos, and rarely, about life inside the house.

That was the problem. You appeared with a certain constancy on each other's social midias. Whether it was a video or a photo.

And that caused a stir. Which turned into ship wars.

- Hello, darling. - you threw yourself on the couch, next to Jade, who was smiling at the phone. - what you're doing?

- Ah, hey. - Without hesitation, she snuggled into your arms. - Nothing much. Just seeing how my last video is doing.

- The cover one?

Yep. - She shows you her phone, a soft smile in her face, and her eyes just at ease. - You look cute playing a guitar.

- Well, thank you. I agree. I should play more to you and Beck. - you say cocky. Jade huffs at that.

- Sure.

- Anyways, babe, i was thinking. You, me, Beck, dinner? I'm cooking.

That got Jade's full atention and she stops staring at her phone to look at you.

- That sounds interesting.

- I was hoping to come off as romantic.

- It didn't.

- Not even if I say it'll have candle lights?

Jade cocks her eyebrow at this.

- Kinda lame. Overused.

- Right. Right. What about me serenading you and Beck?

- Cute, but corny.

- What about me doing your and Beck's favorite food, serenade you and make a reference to "the scissoring" at the end?

Jade goes silent at this. And you realize that you had hit the nail on the head. You knew your girlfriend.

- Well, now i have expectations.

- Worry not. They will be met.

- It better.

Lucky - cover by Jade West ft Yn

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140.787 comments

Thecurupira

Dude. I was just listening to this song! Definitely adding to my playlist. you guys ar releasing it on Spotify? I MUST LISTEN EVRYDAY

Littleprincess24

At this point they're just mocking us. WHY CHOOSE THIS SPECIFIC SONG??????

Zeldainmasteros34

KSNFKDNCKDNFKDNCKDNCKDK IM DYING JADE IS SO HOT! AND HER VOICE!!!!

Whydidithavetobespiders

That's love.

Look at how they look at eachother.

I rest my case.

Kieranhotttt69

Yn can play the guitar??? And sing??? That's so hot of them ngl

Luke2385

Idk who i want to be. Yn or Jade.

The interviews with Jade and Beck all had something in common. The dreaded question.

- You are a couple in your newest film. Extremely in love. But, what about in real life, is there someone special?

Jade had improved a lot. The patience. Manners. And with Beck by her side, she could control herself.

- No. There's nobody.

- Really? But you are so beautiful and young.

Jade gritted her teeth. Fists opening and closing. Beck rushes in to interfere. He smiles, which many magazines call "the masculine charm".

- Haha. Life is like this. What can we do? We haven't found the right person yet.

The interviewer pauses. Her eyes slightly closed gains a manic shine. They had fallen right into the trap. It was like a predator, salivating at the sight of its defenseless prey.

- But, there are rumors that Yn, a famous streamer, who lives with you, has some involvement with one of the two. Is it true? Jade, on your channel, a cover was recently posted in which you do a very romantic duet. What can you say about it?

But, Jade West was never prey.

- Wow. You don't have intelligent questions to ask so you repeat the same question that a million people have asked? Do you think you will be the person to have a different answer? Do you think you're so special? Well, you're not. And I'm going to speak slowly, so that you can get into your fucking empty head, Yn and I are friends. Beck and I are friends. Nothing more.

The reporter was lost for words. She stuttered awkwardly and didn't know how to redirect the interview, completely embarrassed.

Beck sighs. Jade got better. She hasn't changed completely.

- I think this interview has come to an end. - Beck says. There's nothing he could do now.

The reporter didn't hesitate to jump out of the room. The silence that followed was uncomfortable. Jade crossed her arms. And she stared at the floor. Her leg starts to bounce. Nonstop. Until she can no longer bear the silence, the crushing feeling in her chest. - Are you angry? - she says, hesitantly. Beck sighs.

- No. It's okay. It was not your fault. She wasn't very kind.

Beck lifts Jade's head, his hand gently on her chin.

- It's fine. Come here. - and pulls her into a hug.

- This sucks. - Jade murmurs quietly.

- Yeah. It does...

- Hello losers. Another video. This time we're grocery shopping. - Jade starts talking to a camera.

- Do you really have to record it? It's just grocery shopping. - You asked. Not seeing why she would want to film your outing.

-I want to record so i will.

- Fine. - you shrug.

- Are you guys ready? - Beck comes into the living room.

- Yes. Say hi to the camera Beck.

- …Why are you recording? We are just grocery shopping.

- That's what i said!! - you chime in, excited to see you aren't alone in the matter.

- Oh my god! Because i want to! I don't have to, but i want to…You two are annoying.

- Why thank you. I try my best. - you smirked. You did enjoy being a little shit.

- Fine. Let's go. Get to the car.

Grocery shopping wasn't something you did together all the time. Mainly because someone was always busy. But it was faster when the three of you did it together. Beck was the driver, Jade was just picky about what she'd eat, and you were the muscles(though actually, you were the one who has more experience shopping. Jade just likes to try to spite you. Never works.)

- Ugh. I hate lines.

- We know. - Beck answers it.

- But the public doesn't.

- No, i think they do. You already made a video talking about it. - at this, Jade turns to the other actor.

- I did? Wait. You watch all my videos?

- Every single one of them.

- Uh.

- Why are you surprised? What kind of booy- Beck unmaskedly interrupts himself with a cough, and tries to recover. - what kind of roommate would i be if i didn't?

You thought that save was horrifying. And you tell Beck as much, mouthing it to him. He pushes you lightly, whispering a "shut up", you just chuckle and stay on the line.

- Hey. Yn. What you are doing? - Beck asks. Interrupting you. Stoping you from beautiful and precious slumber.

- Napping. Or trying to.

- You sound like an old person.

- Perhaps because i am old.

- You are only 30 years old. Stop being dramatic.

- Nah. I need my old people nap. Bye.

Unfortunate for you, Beck called Jade and they decided to take a picture of you. And make fun of you.

Though Beck insists you look cute napping like an old lady. You didn't know how to take that. And Beck considered it as a victory.

- Hello, old lady. - Beck greets you in the corridor to the kitchen. You huff, annoyed but also not completely awake. Until a thought comes to you.

- Wait. If i am your lover AND an old lady. Does that mean I am a cougar?

You can hear Jade's booming laughter from the kitchen.

Beck just rolls his eyes and gives you a peck on the lips.

- Yes. It does. Good morning, by the way.

You smile cheekily.

- Good morning.

You and Beck head to the kitchen then, where you see your gorgeous girlfriend still in her pajamas, brewing her black coffee, hair disheveled. Beautiful.

She comes to greet the two of you, though when she gets to you she adds a little jab. Of course.

- How is my favorite cougar? Slept well? No pain in your back?

- Yes. I slept just fine.

You decide to let it slide. You needed coffee first.

Your breakfast at first was supposed to be calm. Quiet. Your phone however does not comply to it, beeping and beeping.

- Hey. I thought we agreed on no phones today.

- Yeah yeah! Sorry. I just. Forgot to… - as you grab your phone and take a look at what it's bothering you and your partners, your humour just sours.

Hundreds and hundreds of comments on your picture sleeping. On Beck's account. Just tagging you. Again. And again.

All fighting to know who was right about your love life.

Honestly, you were tired of it.

- Babe, are you okay? - Jade asks, noticing your change in mood, the frown, the twisted lip, the distant look. You look up from your phone.

- We should come out. - this quiets the kitchen. Jade with a hand on your arm, Beck still with a piece of toast in the air, on its way to his mouth.

- We should just come out. - you repeat. - I can't take any more of the speculation, the murmurs and buzz.

- Everyone would continue, even if we actually revealed our relationship. They would still gossip and be super invasive. - Beck replies, leaving the toast completely aside, and focusing on you. His face is serious. The lighthearted and fun atmosphere becomes more sober and heavy.

You have already discussed this. More than once, but in the end, you agreed that it wasn't worth the hassle, and you didn't owe other people anything.

And here you were again, debating the subject. This time, however, you found yourself unable to continue hiding.

- But, the media never stops talking and being invasive. It doesn't matter what we do. - Jade speaks up. She sighs, looking away for a moment. - I'm tired of having to lie. Aren't you, Beck?

Beck stares at the table blankly, letting his hands move repetitively along his legs.

- What if this affects our careers? - he asks. You quickly speak up.

- It won't get to that point, and if it does, it would only be temporarily. Our careers would recover. - you say, placing yourself next to Beck, Jade doing the same. And you try to lighten the atmosphere. - and if needed be, I can become your sugardaddy.

This makes them both laugh. And Beck turns to you.

- You'd make a terrible sugardaddy. - he says with a slight lift of his lips. Still stunned. He looks at you and Jade.

- Are you sure about this?

You and Jade share a look. You nod.

- Yes we are.

- With you, I can face anything.

You were in the living room. Your leg wouldn't stop shaking. The camera was in front of you. Jade was adjusting the lights, Beck was in the kitchen, getting water for you. It was now. The moment of truth.

Shit. What if you were making a mistake? What if you got ahead of yourself? What if it actually doesn't turn out okay? What if you are judged and shunned by everything and everyone? What if-

- Hey. - You were interrupted by Beck, beside you, placing a comforting hand on your thigh, and a charming smile on his face. - Everything will be fine. We are doing this together.

You allow yourself to breathe. Jade finally finishes the final adjustments and plops down next to you on the couch, while Beck hands you a glass of water. Your girlfriend snuggles next to you and kisses your cheek.

- I love you. - and all your tensions are gone. You melt into a puddle of love for your partners. You were together. You weren't going to face the public alone.

- I love you too. - you reply, completely smitten. You turn to Beck. - both of you.

- You know I love you two.

You shrug.

- It's always good to hear.

Jade laughs.

- You are so sappy. - she says and you smile teasingly.

- And you love it.

- Do i?

You push her and turn to start the video.

- Hey, guys! Welcome! And today, we have something to announce.

Yn, Beck Oliver and Jade West admit their relationship as a throuple and the internet goes crazy!

@Yn'slapdog

Ksjfjrnfjdnssosndkdksksjdksdbdj

@Beck'sback

...i guess this means we'll have to stop fighting…? Love wins…?

@Astarion'slittlebitch

...gotta admit this was not on my prediction chart bingo of this year…

@Badeisreal

Yn is one lucky motherfucker. Good for them. Hope theyre having fun living my dreams T-T

@imyourfather

The true bissexual dream lol

#bade x reader #Jade x reader #Beck x reader #victorious #Jade West #beck oliver #Poly #fanfic #my fics #Beck x Jade x reader

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moonlight-tmd · 2 months

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I despise Sentinel so in this post i'm gonna be shit talking him.

So we all know Sentinel is not the best mech- he's quite terrible really; he's egoistical, selfish and a total jerk to everyone below him. He's known to be rude and blaming shit on others- just like he blamed the Archa-7 incident on Optimus even tho he was in charge of the operation.

Optimus- he never liked Sentinel, the only reason he stuck by him was because of Elita. Sentinel wanted to have Elita as a sparkmate so he pretended to be the good bot, but Elita chose Optimus who was also interested in her. The two got together right before the incident. Optimus never said it but he believes Sentinel sabotaged their mission so they don't get to be together...

He wasn't any better when he was handed duty at the military training camp that Bulkhead and Bee ended up in. The little yellow mini reminded him so much of his failed love interest he couldn't help but connect all the things Elita hurt him with and punish the mini for them. Bee was constantly on the worst kinds of chores the soldiers in training were supposed to do, not only that but he also made sure to talk down on him as much as possible to make sure he drops the sad and soft attitude and toughens up to be cold like him. And it seemed to work... until the little pimple decided to stick with the other bigger pimple name Bulkhead and started "fighting back". They both caused trouble and annoyed Sentinel to the limits, on top of that he found of that one of the other officers there has arrested one of his favorites, Wasp, under the accusation of him being a Decepticon Spy. And it was from Bee's and some other bot's prompting. He never bothered to get into details but it was enough to kick him out the first chance he caused trouble- even if it wasn't even his fault.

He wasn't surprised to see the failure of a friend Optimus have him on board of the repair crew. He didn't believe when said failure called on the emrgency line telling they have found the artifact the Cybertron's forces were looking for centuries now since it disappeared. He wasn't concerned when they were reported missing along with the Decepticon ship's signal next to theirs. He actually didn't want to bother looking himself but was put on that duty anyway.

Meanwhile Team Prime has ended up on Earth and spend good couple years just minding their business with Sari in peace before the 'cons showed up. Of course, only few months later the dread of Sentinel Prime has seeped down to the planet and Sari got to experience it first hand, although with Optimus and others there it wasn't as bad as it could have been.

So Sentinel and his crew (Jazz and Jettwins, sometimes Blurr and Longarm join in) have the ship circle the Earth's atmosphere in order to prevent any more Decepticons from coming there. Meanwhile Team Prime is weighted down with the responsibility of collecting and protecting the Allspark Shards, since they were doing a good job before the Elite Guard showed up. In rare cases do the Elite Guard actually come down to fight along them. It's most oftem Jazz who has to remind Sentinel that this is a repair crew and they don't have proper weaponry to fight so they kinda NEED to be down there.

Going back to Team Prime- Bumblebee is not having a good time since Sentinel came to earth. he thought he's finally found a piece of the universe he can call home but of course, this stupid awful person had to come and ruin it all. Bulkhead is not happy either, especially since he knows what Bumblebee went thru- he knew little of Bumblebee's past and sparklinghood but that little information he did know was enough to send his Spark to the deepest end of sadness. He sworn to protect his little buddy, the promise was set in stone when they became Amicas right after the horrible Wasp has somehow gotten on Earth just few weeks after Sentinel and tried to replace Bee.

...But that didn't stop Sentinel from what he did.

Optimus was painfully aware of the similarities between Elita and Bumblebee, he might have accidentally reffered to him as Elita when they are arguing but he never thought of him as some Elita-clone like Sentinel. He was aware of how badly Sentinel treats Bee- the mech was awfully open about it, in fact.

I imagine that at one point, Bee would actually fight back to his abuse when somehow they were left alone... only for Sentinel's final string to snap and he physically beat Bee up as punishment for standing up to him. He even threatened to put him in stockades for good few stellar cycles for every bit of slag he's done over the course of his live if Bee ever told anyone that it was him that did it. For once, Bee cooperated with him, but it was out of fear...

Bulkhead knew something was wrong, Bumblebee was activating the bond duller very often and wouldn't tell him why. Ratchet also was suspicious because the scout seemed to come back from patrols or fun rides covered in dents and damages. But he always blamed it on his clumsyness or that he had a crash while skating. Bee might be a stubborn bot and a good actor, but he is also very gullible. Especially when the one lying to him is someone he fears or trusts...

But all that illusion of "everything is okay" was broken after one fight with Megatron and his minions. Both Team Prime and Elite Guard has failed to defeat Decepticons and now Megatron had some very risky tech in his servos. Sentinel was furious, yelling at the worthless low ranks that they couldn't do something as simple as this. Jazz and Optimus tried their best to diffuse the situation but that only made Sentinel more angry, the Jettwins hid behind the others in fear of what Sentinel might do. Then Bumblebee spoke up... it was a grave mistake.

Sentinel had knocked him down and started throwing relentless punches and grabbing every bit of the mini possible just to rip it off. it was Bulkhead who grabbed and threw the vile mech off of his buddy before throwing punches himself. He actually did more damage to Sentinel than what damages he gave Bee- said yellow bot was shaking on the ground, energon spilling on his vision from the ripped off horn wound, it was only seconds before he passed out because his stress levels shot out of the scale.

Sentinel was put in arrest and Bee in medbay for monitoring after they both got fixed with the key. It was then that Ratchet brought up the topic of Bee's wounds to the rest of the group; He had notices few times where Bee came back with visible wounds and was made to sit in medbay for Ratchet to fix him. Despite what Bee said had happened he knew those were the wounds one would get from a brawl. While looking over Bee he notices few of said wounds still healing in places where he didn't fix him, the progress of each one told him he must have gotten beaten up repeatedly at different times.

Bulkhead did notice Bee sometimes having dents when he came back to base, always having the bond duller on prior to it. But he always saw a dent on him whenever he saw the scout with...

"That fragger..." Bulkhead hissed, having connected the dots already. Pure rage boiled in his system as he turned to walk out of medbay. "It was Sentinel."

Sari was sitting beside Bee and Prowl while Optimus and Ratchet tried to calm the giant down and stop him from going to Sentinel who was held somewhere in the plant and under other Guards' watch.

"Sentinel always hated Bee's guts from the moment he saw him! He always tried to make him as miserable as possible- he was almost worse than Wasp!" Bulkhead argued while the two older mechs blocked his path. "I understand tha-" Optimus tried to reason but it was no use, Bulkhead only got more mad and shouted back at him.

"NO YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!!" None of them ever saw the big bot so angry, so steaming with rage. "If it wasn't for me, Bee wouldn't even be here!!"

They knew how much hurt and abuse Bee had endured during boot camp, Bee, with a bit of Bulk's prompting, has told them himself way before this incident. With that knowledge and what Bulkhead said just now... only one assumption could be made.

"I don't care if you kick me out or whatever- I'm not gonna let it past him! The fragger stepped far over the line." Bulkhead pushed past them both, only to be physically stopped by Ratchet's magnets just by the medbay shutter. Somehow he was persuaded to stay by Bee's side in the end...

When Bee woke up he was gently questioned by Optimus and others. Bulkhead never spoke a word, only gently nudging Bee into telling more thru their amica bond. They couldn't believe Sentinel did all that to him right under their scent sensors. They never knew how Sentinel kept his job for so long despite being morally a criminal, this- this was whole chapters of Elite Guard Code broken. Even if he was effective on field the way he commanded everything was horrible, Optimus has made a whole few-essays-worth of material on him to report.

Bee felt so awful, not only did he get tricked into yet another abuse situation he also made himself look like he doesn't trust his friends enough to tell them. He could only apologize while they comforted him.

Bulkhead came to Bee's room alone later that night, those 2 had yet to talk about what happened...

"Please, don't ever think you can't tell me anything that's bothering you. We made a promise, and I'm gonna stick to it for as long as I live." Bulkhead said after Bee had launched into the trail of apologies once again. Bee had cried himself to recharge while Bulkhead held him in a hug, the big bot refused to leave his side that night.

Bulkhead was willing to kill Sentinel in order to protect Bee and didn't care about the consequences. It showed how deep their friendship goes... Also the fact Bumblebee was suicidal at some point of his life made them even more worried about him in the first place knowing he most often hides his personal issues.

Sentinel's life was literally scumbling after this one- every bit of harrassment, torment and wrong-doing was put up against him and it didn't seem he wasn't getting out of this one. Optimus' rank has been restored and he was offered to lead the Elite Guard fleet instead of Sentinel, which he surprisingly refused. He was better with what he had now, which was the little family-like team of repair bots. Jazz and the rest of Sentinel's team were put under Optimus' charge to help out until further notice.

Bumblebee may been a little brat at times but he had a Spark of gold- despite what Sentinel (and Wasp) did to him, he felt bad for making them suffer in return. The others kept telling him they did this to themselves and that he shouldn't feel bad for it.

I fucking hate this massive chin guy. Also protec lil bean Bee! yes!

#maccadam #tfa #tfa bumblebee #tfa bulkhead #tfa sentinel prime #tfa optimus prime #long post #angst

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ruffboijuliaburnsides · 1 year

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Hey, earlier in my tumblr journey I came across one of ur posts about shipping, I spewed some anti nonsense(along the lines of as long as you don’t ship xyz), you responded rather politely, but before I could correct my mistake and such, I was blocked lmao

For the record this is NOT hate, it’s a thank you. For some reason ur (old) url always stuck with me bc that small, seemingly insignificant interaction, was what would be the start of my proship journey. I felt incredibly bad, even if i was never directly trying to attack you (mind you I was new to tumblr and such and it was never supposed to come across as hostile)

So yeah, calling me out lowkey helped me understand not only to bother people in their safe spaces, but I went on to look into the whole proship vs anti and stuff. I’ve been happier ever since I just shipped whatever the hell I wanted, and whatever I didn’t like, I just left others alone. Ur cool, thanks for not exploding on me when that happened. Ur cool :)

I do block quite liberally, it's true. Honestly tho, while I'm generally pretty "hey if you've been blocked, respect that and leave the person alone", I'm actually very touched to get this message. Happy to have assisted, nonny.

To be fair to you, also, I probably did not see it as you attacking me either: I just had and have a deep and abiding frustration for people who say "yes, absolutely! Except for the one thing I like/dislike/whatever." So you saying "sure, as long as you don't ship this thing" probably prompted, at most, a deep, weary, exasperated sigh. Hopefully this is reassuring that you did not upset me in any significant way. :) Welcome to the world of ship-and-let-ship, I'm glad you're finding it good for you.

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mediocre-writerr · 1 year

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Hi, congrats are in order, i was hoping to request something for your Mediocre 2k party. May I use the prompt

“call me on your way home, don’t matter the time” - (on your way home, patrick droney)

Could I request it as a fluff wanda x pregnant!reader please where she's coming back from a mission and just needs to hear her wife's voice even tho its super late. And during while she's asking how her and their daughter is doing (first time parents) she asks yn to put the phone to her stomach so wanda could talk to the baby, bonus if their daughter kicks as wanda is talking to her.

Please and thank you, :D

on your way home [wanda maximoff]

wanda maximoff x fem!reader

warnings: slight mention of death and violence

mediocre author's note: hey! thank you so much! and thank you, you've been one of my friends for a long time now, so thank you for always supporting me and all my works. it means a lot. i hope this does your request justice!

*not my gif*

The soft sound of your phone buzzing on your bedside table snapped you out of the author’s words. It was late, almost three in the morning, but tonight was one of those nights where being six months pregnant was the cause of your insomnia. And with Wanda not by your side, it didn’t make dozing off into dreamland any easier. You smiled softly as Wanda’s goofy smile flashed on your phone screen.

“Hey Y/N.”

She sounded exhausted. Wanda wiped her tears aways quickly, even though you couldn’t see them, you could tell she had been crying, “You okay?”

She was shipped off to Budapest for about a week now with Steve and Natasha. Day in and day out they fight multiple threats to the planet, even seeing the worst possible things imaginable. Yet, this one shook her to the core. She watched as Hydra agents kidnapped their target’s wife, a woman who had no idea her husband had been selling illegal weapons, who was also pregnant. They were too late to save her. She was shot to death before they had even arrived. The mission wasn’t a total fail, they’d managed to find the husband and put him under SHIELD protection, as they gathered information from him.

Yet, Wanda still felt nauseous, needing some air and some space from Steve and Natasha. All she thought about was you. Her line of work was dangerous, she knew it, and you knew it too. Despite easing her insecurities, she still couldn’t help but feel like you’d never get to live a normal life with her in your life. You were just a teacher, only to have gotten lucky to meet her and the rest of the team when you were invited to one of Tony Stark’s parties by your best friend Laura Barton. You shouldn’t be getting caught up in all of this.

She couldn’t stop the tears from falling, nor shake the thought of the woman's lifeless body. Her cruel imagination, replacing her face with yours, as she imagined you and your unborn daughter dead on an abandoned warehouse floor. That’s how her fingers ended up hitting your contact as soon as she stepped onto the quinjet, not even thinking about how late it must be at home.

“No, yeah I’m fine. I just uh I needed to hear your voice,” Wanda whispered, placing her head in her hands.

You smiled to yourself, shaking your head, “You’re a terrible liar, my love,” Wanda lets out a sad chuckle, sniffling back the rest of her tears. “Rough mission?”

“Yeah, very rough. Is it okay if we don’t talk about it right now?” She asked.

The two of you would always talk about her mission when she’d come back home. It was an unspoken promise that the two of you shared together.

It all started right after the infamous mission in Lagos. The two of you were dating for almost a year at that point. You hadn’t heard from her for days, despite the countless texts and phone calls you shot her. You saw what had happened, of course you did, it was sprayed all over the news, but that didn’t matter to you. All that mattered was that she was okay. You knew she wasn't and your assumptions were only confirmed when Clint called you asking to come to the tower. He said she wasn’t eating or sleeping. She wouldn’t talk to anyone, and apparently, no amount of wise words from Steve or sitcom marathons with Natasha could help her.

You sped to the tower as fast as you could, Clint leading you as quickly as possible to her room. Bursting the door open, you saw her figure buried deep in blankets and dark circles around her eyes as she stared at the now open door.

“Wanda-“

Without saying another word, she shot out of bed and wrapped her arms tightly around you. Her head nuzzled into your neck and within seconds, tears fell onto your neck as she sobbed in your arms.

“It’s okay now. Everything’s okay,” you tightened your arms around her, soothing her as she cried.

When her cries turned into soft sniffles, you pulled away from the hug, wiping the stray tears that were falling from her beautiful green eyes. You pressed a kiss to her forehead, “You know you can talk to me about anything, right? You can call me anytime you’re on your way home from a mission. It doesn’t matter the time. Or whenever you’re feeling low, or wanna just say ‘hi’. Tell me about anything, okay? I'm always here, Wands.”

“What if my mind is just a mess? Sometimes I feel like I should just run away and hide from everyone. You don’t deserve this.” She confesses, pulling her head down in shame.

You tilt her chin up, smiling at her softly, “Darling, call me always, especially when your mind is a mess. I always wonder if you’re safe and sound. If you need me, I’ll be around. Just always call me. You’re never alone.”

From that day forward, she always called you, and you always answered. You knew that if she didn’t talk about what happened, it would eventually kill her from the inside out. She shouldn’t have to hold the weight alone. And you made sure she always knew that.

“Of course, darling. What did you wanna talk about?” You asked, closing your book, and giving her your full attention.

Wanda didn’t know. Honestly, she didn’t really care what you talked about. She thought you were goodness in its pure form. The light she never knew she needed. And she wanted some light, some goodness, after what she had just witnessed.

“How are my favorite girls doing?” She asked, smiling to herself.

“She’s doing great. However, I think she’s a little troublemaker like you, she never lets me sleep,” you chuckled into the phone, causing her smile to widen. “Seriously, pregnancy insomnia is no joke and having my favorite person here isn’t helping either.”

“I’m on my way home, detka. I will be with you real soon. I’ll run you a bath and cook you some of your favorite foods,” Wanda promised.

“Darling! I’m supposed to be taking care of you, especially since you had a rough case and have been gone for over a week,” you explained to her.

She shook her head, even though you couldn’t see her on the other line, “My beautiful beautiful wife, you should know that I will always spoil you no matter what happened throughout the day.”

“You’re too good to me.”

“No Y/N, you are too good for me. I’m only trying to get you to stay with me,” she joked, causing both of you to laugh.

A melodic sound filled Wanda’s ears, as the light and goodness overcame the dark. It was what she needed. You were exactly what she needed. You were always exactly what she needed. “Hey detka?” she asks, as you hum in response. “Do you think you could put me on speaker next to your belly?”

A wide smile crossed your face, as you placed the phone on speaker, holding it next to your little baby bump, “You’re on speaker.”

“Hi baby girl,” Wanda says and you didn’t think your smile could widen larger than it already was. “I need you to let your mama rest, sweet girl. I am the only person who could keep her up all night long, and unlike you it actually pleasures her,” she teases, causing your face to flush.

“Wanda! She’s not even born yet and you’re already making these jokes to her!” You exclaimed through fits of laughter, causing Wanda to break out into her own fit. Steve and Natasha look back at where she was sitting, smiling to themselves softly at her change in mood.

“I’m just saying, if we were to have a competition, I’d win for sure,” the two of you laugh again, finally dying down when Wanda speaks up again. “But seriously, I think your mama deserves some sleep, don’t you think?”

A soft little fluttery feeling moved around in your stomach. With eyebrows furrow you place a hand on your belly, a soft gasp falls from your lips, as she kicks. “Darling, our sweet girl kicked!” You exclaimed.

“What?! No way!”

“Yes she did! For the very first time to your voice, Wands,” a soft smile grazes over the red head’s features. “She is going to be so in love with you.”

“And I am going to love her endlessly, just like how I love you, detka,” Wanda whispers and you feel the baby kick once again. “Try and get some rest, okay? I love you, both of you.”

“I love you. Call me when you land?”

“Always.”

#wanda maximoff x female reader #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda maximoff imagines #a mediocre 2k party

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nicoloowiarchz · 2 months

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did i wrote a prompt with a list of 87 chapters on my notes for fun last year? yes. is it slow burn jegulus? absolutely. is it canon compliant? obviously not, a little tho. does it have all my favorite ships? obviously yes. will one of the characters die? nah. will snape be redempted? idk, in between actually. black brothers angst? a bit. jegulus enemies to lovers? YES. established wolfstar and THE PRANK happened? oh yES. is james and sirius bestfriends? hmmm…🤭. regulily bffs? yes. marlene and james childhood bff? omg yes. secret relationship jegulus? absolutely. morally gray jegulus? fucking YES. am i good at english? i suck.

will i write it and publish it on ao3? that, i don’t know. why? because i have low self-esteem and will probably suffer from procrastination that’s why i decided to post it on tumblr for fun. (also bc i don’t have that many followers so i decided to post it lol).

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rosenallies · 27 days

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Only if you feel like, but if you do wanna do CC Jane/Nymphia I'd love "can I kiss you?" from the prompt list

I’m not too sure how I feel about cc with this ship yettt but <3 I’m all down for trying <3 neither of them have pronouns in their bios anywhere so I’m just gonna stick to she even tho they’re technically out of drag and i refuse to call plane Jane just plane even if it’s cc 😭

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Nymphia hummed idly as she washed her hands, the cold water invigorating on her skin after a long day on set. Halfway through the competition and it was getting to her, the stress and anxiety of whether or not she was doing well and how she was being perceived all permeating her dreams at night.

She sighed to herself, wiping her hands on her pants when someone came up behind her.

“You scared me,” she laughed when she noticed it was Jane, the person from the cast she felt closest to.

Jane had an odd look on her face, nervous almost, which was odd for her and her insurmountable confidence. The rest of the girls joked it borderlined on delusion, but Nymphia found it admirable, and a bit funny to poke fun at.

“Sorry,” Jane chuckled, leaning against the counter beside her. “I didn’t mean to.”

Nymphia hummed. “So what did you mean to do then? You said you’d wait for me and save me a seat on the van.”

Jane paused for a moment, taking a deep breath as she stepped closer to Nymphia. “If this isn’t what you want, just tell me.”

“What are you-“

Before Nymphia had the chance to say anything else, Jane had grabbed her hips, pulling her close. Nerves twisted in Nymphia’s stomach as she breathed in the vanilla perfume Jane wore in drag. She couldn’t lie to herself and say that when she wasn’t dreaming about the competition itself, she dreamed of Jane, a small crush budding into something else the more she thought about it.

“Is this okay?”

Nymphia swallowed, nodding slowly.

“Good. Is it okay if-? Can I kiss you?”

Heart thumping in her chest, Nymphia found herself nodding before she had a chance to think about the implications of getting involved with someone she’s competing against.

Jane gently pressed into her, pressing her lips against Nymphia’s, moving their lips together in a slow and steady manner.

The kiss was quicker than Nymphia would have liked, but she chased after Jane when they pulled away, earning her two more quick pecks.

“I’ve wanted to do that since day one,” Jane said breathlessly before turning on her heel and leaving the bathroom, “I’ll still save you a seat,” she called behind her, leaving Nymphia to lean against the counter, chest heaving and head swimming.

#cc planymphia #prompt request

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callsign-bunnie · 1 year

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One-shot prompt or HCs, you choose: Alejandro & Ghost and Rudy & Soap (&Gaz?) friendships, or old married husbands parenting their Cowboy children lol

Ah, so I'm pretty bad with children, myself, anon. I got no clue how they work, so I'll settle with the friend ships. (Personally, I think both would have children in a different universe, tho.)

Ghost and Alejandro:

Ghost and Alejandro are those best friends who act like brothers in that they fight at the drop of a hat but would kill for each other. They’re not quite as close as Alejandro and Rodolfo, but Alejandro considers Ghost his second best friend.

They frequently go to bars, together, and also make sure to stay in touch when the other is on a mission

Alejandro has to duck when he walks by Ghost if he’s wearing a hat because Ghost will knock it off

Ghost regularly just silently walks into a room and stands behind Alejandro until he notices to scare the shit out of him

Alejandro is teaching Ghost Spanish

Both are lowkey bad at cooking on their own so they always go out when they have “bro” nights

Ghost told Alejandro most of his backstory when he was drunk one night and Alejandro did the same

Wrestle quite a bit for dumb reasons

Alejandro matches Ghost in physical combat skills, weapon free, as long as Alejandro knocks Ghost off guard.

Ghost has a hard time using his tactics on Alejandro because if Alejandro isn’t fighting for his life, he doesn’t bother to strategize, so Ghost can’t counter strategize

Play Uno. Both are bad at it, their games last for hours.

Alejandro and Ghost both use chess to keep their minds sharp. Alejandro picked it up from a mentor and Ghost read somewhere that it helps with critical thinking skills. They frequently play against each other since no one else will play with them because they’ll win.

Alejandro is really good at trapping in Tik Tac Toe, and Ghost cusses him out every time.

Ghost regularly gets on top of tall things to scare Alejandro when he walks into a room. (Look, Soap has gotten too used to him to scare and Ghost refuses to scare Rodolfo. And Price threatened to kick his ass if he kept scaring Gaz.)

Alejandro gets revenge by playing spooky music very quietly in the hallways so Ghost loses his mind trying to find it.

Dressed up for the batman premier and went. They’re taking that secret to their graves.

Has been told off by Rodolfo for arguing at bad times. (Soap thinks it’s funny and riles them up)

Constantly scheming together to do dumb shit. Occasionally Soap joins in.

Price and Laswell frequently stop them from fighting by grabbing them by the backs of their collars and dragging them apart like cats

Rodolfo and Soap:

Soap and Rodolfo regularly hang out together

Soap helps Rodolfo have fun when he’s too mission brained and Rodolfo helps Soap stay calm when he can’t be hyperactive

Definition of ADHD friend meets Autism Friend

Soap is chronically late and Rodolfo is chronically early. This stresses Rodolfo out quite a bit

Soap buys Rodolfo stuff for Rodolfo’s hyperfixations whenever he sees it.

Rodolfo is usually in charge of the money when they hang out, because Soap is an impulse buyer

Rodolfo keeps energy drinks in his quarters in case Soap needs to self medicate

They play board games a lot, usually with Soap making at least one remark of “they call it a board game because you’re bored” He secretly enjoys them a lot

They watch telenovelas together and Rodolfo usually has to explain everything to Soap, or remind him

Actually secretly went to a live filming of one, together. Rodolfo had to give Soap a crash course of Spanish, which is actually where Soap learned most of what he knows.

Soap is actually almost completely fluent in Spanish because of telenovelas

They watch TV with subtitles on because neither can understand a word without it. They’re Spanish subtitles.

Have fallen asleep on the couch together and had to be separated by respective boyfriends.

Just really good healthy friendship, save for when they’re arguing over who should pick who in their shows.

Bonus Soap and Rodolfo and Gaz:

Gaz usually only hangs out with them when Price or Farah are busy but he enjoys spending time with them

They all have deep conversations on their perspectives of growing up lgbt (you can pry trans Gaz from my cold dead hands) in their respective cultures.

Soap drags them both out to bars every other Saturday, though

Gaz’s tolerance is horrible, Rodolfo’s is average, and Soap’s is sky high (genetics, not due to being scottish. He’s low key super mad about it) so Soap is DD and usually drinks soda since he’s not gonna get drunk anyway and it’s cheaper

Gaz and Rodolfo share an interest in poisonous mushrooms.

Gaz pretends not to like the telenovelas but when he’s hanging out and they put them on, he sits and watches and asks questions.

He once came in in the middle of an episode, and he asked so many questions that they just restarted the episode

Gaz has a soft spot for fantasy shows, so they watch them with him

They also frequently go to the shooting range

Soap has the best stationary aim at a distance, but Gaz is more accurate with moving targets. Rodolfo is faster at hitting targets during stealth drills

Everyone expects Soap to be the one out of the three to get in fights at bars but it’s usually because someone decided they could push Gaz around and Rodolfo knocked them flat on their ass

Soap has definitely thrown both Gaz and Rodolfo over his shoulders to get out of a bar before they started a huge fight.

#Alejandro Vargas #Rodolfo Parra #Alejandro x Rodolfo #Aledolfo #Call Of Duty: Modern Warfare II #Call Of Duty #Johnny Soap Mactavish #Simon Ghost Riley #Soap Cod #Ghost COD #Soapghost #Ghostsoap #Soap x Ghost #Ghost x Soap #Macriley #Call Of Duty Modern Warfare 2 #queueberry pie #gaz cod #kyle gaz garrick

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emdeerm · 7 months

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Prompt!

Danny, you were loved and are missed.

(Phantom Planet happened. The results... are not the same)

It happened.

The world found out about Danny Phantom and the news went over even worse than expected.

The general population didn't take kindly to the existence that are Ectoentities. It scared them. There were some who were grateful for being alive and even loved the Ghosts but there were far too few of them.

Most of them were people under 25.

They lacked any power that could help the Ghosts in what was to come.

The Acts have been made public. The Anti-Ecto blasters and other weaponry has appeared on public marketplaces and the Anti-ghost propaganda was blasting on every news outlet possible around the world. Thos countries that valued their dead, were staying out of it but didn't help either.

At least they provided silent shelter to those seeking it. Dani went there, barely escaping with her half-life intact.

Vlad, from what Danny was able to gather, didn't have a good time in space either.

Danny...

Danny is dying.

The GiW got competent. He got clumsy. He was so, so, so tired from saving others from their clutches that he wasn't able to dodge the few shots.

His parents and friends were detained and trialed. They were found guilty and were to be kept is a far away prison for many years yet to come. Despite their best attempts to escape, to help, they were cought again, sedated and shipped away within days.

Danny was forced to watch all of that. His powers shortcuted and blocked, mouth gagged and eye forced open. It broke him and his core began to weaken.

The scientists were even more relentless with a body of a boy who lost his will to struggle.

And now, he was dying. He new that. They broke his Core by accident and here he was. Fading.

The scientists weren't there to see it. Something was happening outside of the room. He couldn't hear and see. He didn't care honestly.

They came. Slammed themselves through the door with a green bang of a natural ectoblast.

Danny smiled at them weakly. They were too late but he was so-so happy to see his friends, parents and rogues again. At least he didn't Fade alone.

He felt his body being cradled by countless hands as his world Ended.

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Clockwork looked at the heartbreaking scene if front of him and grabbed his staff tighter.

This wasn't supposed to happen. The timeline was supposed to be Bright. It was filled with new dangers and adventures for the young Halfa but it was Exciting and Fun! He checked the timelines he could see over and over after the reveal went so horribly wrong.

He still couldn't find the timeline they were in.

Danny, as he came to realise, was an anomaly that lives on the edge of existing and a hidden timeline. The one that Clockwork had no access to.

Danny was an Ancient in the making. A baby ghost that was to grow into someone great and mighty. That truth hit him hard. That meant that there would be always a timeline that was hidden from the Master of Time. It was an Ancient's trial.

And it appeared that his beloved pupil was forced into his before he was ready by the stupid, ectoranium rock.

The Ghosts weren't able to come on time. The countless shields, weapons and obstacles were constantly in their way for 14 long months. It was only by luck did they finally find a trace of their young Hero.

And they were late.

...

"I will not tolerate this." He announced as the last specks of light left the eyes of the Great One of the Infinite Realms. The energy began warping the reality around them.

Everyone present felt the anger of the Ancient of Time who decided to go against any and all restrictions placed on him. It would cost him greatly.

"The timeline is a glitch. It shall be corrected."

The reality was altered.

The Ghosts woke up in their lairs, disoriented and sick. The Fentons woke up with a headache.

The latter just shrugged it off. He former remembered everything.

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Everyone woke up a few months before the portal incident. Danny wasn't a Halfa yet. And the Ghosts understood that. They had to wait. Just a little bit longer.

But they missed their half-dead menace.

With the Help of Nocturne, the Rogues would visit his dreams and play with him. Sing him songs. Show him how to fight. Give him new knowledge on the culture of the Ghost zone.

Unfortunately, they forgot that This Danny was still very-very much not aware of them. Needless to say, his friends were treated to new stories from his dreams. They found them fascinating with how vivid they were. And Fun.

The Ghosts were there, on the other side of the portal, when Phantom was born.

The Infinite Realms cheered loudly.

#danny phantom #writing prompt #poor danny #seriously #those months in the hads of GiW and others were horrible #also #I made a mistake #I started writing prompts and putting out my ideas into the wild #now my brain won't stop #hlep #danny phantom prompt 1

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thebestofoneshots · 8 months

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Star please! My pronouns are she/her and I am into guys, and am open to poly!marauders!

If you know star signs: I’m a Libra sun, Aries moon, sag rising, Libra mercury, Leo Venus, and libra mars

I’m an intp, 6’1, and I play volleyball. I love listening to music and have a record collection! I’m also a huge film buff :) I’m pretty shy but make friends very easily. People often tell me to speak up but my voice is just not super loud lol. I don’t always like to, but I’m getting better at standing up for myself. My love language varies person to person, but I love physical touch, quality time, and giving gifts.

Thank you so much and congrats on the milestone!! You deserve it all and so much more, you are such a good writer :)

If you want to participate in "TBOS' 400 Followers Celebration" too, you can look at this post for all the options of prompts you can choose from <3

I definitely ship you with Sirius and James. However, Sirius was the first one to notice you. It all started during Christmas when you received a package from your Muggle family. It contained yet another record for your collection – the Diamond Dogs deluxe edition by David Bowie. You were instantlly excited by it, and youre excitment could be percived by others.

Sirius, allthought unfamiliar with the album, instantly recognized Bowie on the cover so he approached you with a playful grin, “Hey sweets, you’re in my Transfiguration class, aren’t you?”

You nodded, “You’re Sirius Black.”

He smiled, glad that you recognized him too, and casually sat next to you, leaning his head on his hand as he looked at you. Initially, you found it a bit strange how comfortable he seemed around you, but his relaxed aura eventually put you at ease.

He shared how he had stayed at school during Christmas to help his friend with some tasks, and how he didn’t really want to go home because of his less-than-pleasant family. You told him about your Muggle family and how they believed it was best for you to stay at school to avoid the Death Eaters. You admitted missing your family and being happy to receive a letter from them.

When the conversation grew somber, he skillfully changed the topic and asked about your album. Excitedly, you shared details about your collection and music preferences. He told you about the cassettes he had received from his cousin Andromeda and promised to make you a mixtape someday. He enjoyed making them for his friends. Your bond only strengthened from that point, and Sirius developed a massive crush on you, growing every time he discovered something new about you. He thought you were absolutely magical, and that, without even thinking about the fact that you were quite literally a witch.

One day, you were in Sirius' room listening to your records since you didn't want to disturb your roommates. James Potter entered, not noticing you both resting on the floor with your backs against the bed. Assuming he was alone, he started humming along to your favorite song. Just as you were about to speak up, Sirius covered your mouth, a cheeky grin on his face. Soon, James started his own impromptu concert, singing at the top of his lungs. Eventually, he began dancing and spotted both of you, with Sirius' hand still covering your mouth.

"Padfoot!" He said reproachfully.

You removed Sirius’ hand from your mouth and gave James an apologetic smile “Hey James!” you said quietly “That was great conert.”

James turned beet red upon realizing you'd seen his performance "How long did you—"

"—The whole thing," Sirius teased.

James was so distressed at that point the only thing you could think to do to ease the tension was to smile at him and say “Wanna join us?”

You weren’t sure you’d ever seen a shy James Potter in your life, but here he was, nodding quietly and walking to seat beside you. You were sitting in the middle, with the two boys at your side. And you three just grew closer from then, it was like the boys didn’t want to be away from you.

While in the beginning you thought Sirius was clingy, he had nothing on James Potter. Whenever they were around you, they were close, in a very literal sense. They always had to be touching you somehow, either by brushing shoulder to shoulder, an arm draped over you, or leaning their heads on your shoulders in the Great Hall, especially Sirius, who always complained about having to wake up early for flying. Those touches slowly became something more: kisses on the cheek, holding your hand, a cheeky hand on your thigh, or backhugs. And while they did sometimes fight for your affection, neither of them seemed bothered by the other pulling you onto their lap or snuggling you closer to them.

One day, you were listening to music in the common room and there was no one else around since you had skipped a class to be there. You were leaning against James’ chest while Sirius had his head resting on your lap; he’d asked you to play with his hair. It was often that you cuddled with the two at the same time, and you loved it, but it also confused you. You somehow mustered up the courage to ask, “What are we?”

“We’re Gryffindors,” James replied at the same time that Sirius said something like “The stars of the show.”

You sighed at their answer and motioned for Sirius to sit up with a light pull on his shoulders. “I meant what are we…” you said, emphasizing the last bit by pointing at the three of you.

James and Sirius exchanged a look. They’d had this conversation before, neither of them willing to give you up, so they settled on sharing. They were both okay with it; in fact, they enjoyed cuddling each other too. “Whatever you want us to be, angel,” Sirius answered earnestly, grabbing one of your hands and intertwining your fingers together.

“If you want us to pull away, or one of us to step back away, we’ll respect your wish, but–” James started.

“–Neither of us wants that,” Sirius finished.

You looked at the two of them. “Neither… neither do I.”

BONUS:

The mixtape Sirius made for you: 1. "Space Oddity" by David Bowie 2. "Dream On" by Aerosmith 3. "Stairway to Heaven" by Led Zeppelin 4. "Let's Get It On" by Marvin Gaye 5. "Bohemian Rhapsody" by Queen 6. "Hotel California" by Eagles 7. "Imagine" by John Lennon 8. "Let's Stay Together" by Al Green 9. "Wonderful Tonight" by Eric Clapton 10. "You're My Best Friend" by Queen

A/N: Hope you like this lil thing I made for you sweets, it got out of hand, as always, but I kind of absolutely adore the result, our boys are so adorbale, it's almost impossible to handle ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

Sending you great vibes, Lilly xxx

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mothman-can-write · 3 months

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hi !!! i saw u said you were open for prompts, i mean this is kinda less of a prompt really, but like i loved that blackhill mission transcript thing you did a while ago and would be really cool to see some more stuff in the same vein ig ! but also maybe something like a kinda blackhill first meeting kinda thing idk !! i just love your work tho ! you really have the ability to make me feel all the emotions

OOOOO i just thought of this whilst writing this but maybe something like with clint teasing nat ab having like feelings for maria or something ?? idk i just love ur writing ! sorry these are kinda shitty hahah

NGL I took this prompt and mangled it in my hands. I heard first meeting and my brain was immediately like well that could go seventeen thousand different ways, so I sorta mashed in Clint's teasing to go along with it and made it a little more suggestive than outright shippy. Realistically, I think if Natasha is only meeting Maria for the first time, she's probably still in a place where she's not totally open to such self indulgent things as having a crush

Also, this isn't a mission transcript but I'd love to do more of them that one was really fun! I just don't really have any good ideas for the sort of things they'd have to talk about in the field besides dying haha

ANYWAY enough rambling, though you're all familiar with my inability to shut up these days. ~3k under the cut of Clint being a ballache and nat being sceptical but gay

The only person that doesn’t treat Natasha like she’s a project – or a live wire – is Clint. He’d had his fair share of looking at her with those careful eyes, something behind them that made her teeth itch in her gums like some trained dog. He doesn’t do that so much anymore, not unless she’s in a particular state and doing a very bad job at hiding it. She likes him, she thinks. He might be one of the first people in her entire life that she can truly say she likes.

Naturally, she finds herself in his quarters more often than her own. She lays on his bed as he works on something probably explosive enough to kill them both if he sneezes, and she ignores the pip of her emails as she braids a small strip of hair under her ear. She’s bored, if she’s honest, but she doesn’t want to waste her first free morning of the past fortnight on something so trivial as emails. Or helping Clint.

“You not gonna answer her?” he says without looking up from his work. He holds it close to his face, something far too small in his tweezers.

Natasha’s fingers pause in untangling her braid. “How do you know who it is?”

He still doesn’t turn in his seat, matter of fact when he speaks. “You have a different tone for Hill.”

“How did you figure that out?” She tries not to scowl at him, but she still isn’t used to feeling so see-through. Quite frankly, she’d like to be as opaque as possible, but she seems to have grown rather attached to someone with x-ray vision.

Clint puts his miniature contraption down and turns to her at last. She’s not fond of the smile on his face as he leans over the back of his chair. “You’re not the only spy on the ship. Also, you weren’t trying very hard to hide it.”

“Her emails are usually more important,” Natasha argues, not quite sure why she feels the need to defend herself on it.

Clint grins ever wider. “I never asked why. I just thought you had a massive crush on her.”

Natasha scowls fully this time. “I’ve never met her.”

He shrugs. “I don’t know what’s in those emails.”

“Shut up.”

She reaches for her phone anyway and pointedly ignores the way Clint watches her. The email is much the same as they always are, telling her about meetings and progress and such. She’s overtly professional in every one, but now that she’s thinking about it, Natasha likes the words she uses – just slightly like she enjoyed reading dictionaries as a child. Very, very rarely, Maria will let something slip in her emails that is almost like humour, and Natasha doesn’t tell Clint that she actually does enjoy receiving emails from her just for the fact that she feels a little special when that happens. She’s heard the rumours; she knows not to expect giggles and grins when it comes to the Assistant Director.

In the end, she doesn’t bother to respond to the email anyway and Clint has already turned back to his work. “Not in the mood to sext her back?”

She scowls at the back of his head. “It sounds like Laura needs to watch her back.”

“Oh, god,” he laughs. “Gross. Absolutely not. Not my type.”

“What makes you think she’s mine?”

“You need someone to match your weirdness.”

Natasha wishes she had something to throw at him. She won’t admit that she intrigues her in small ways. She doubts she’s any different from every other CEO and government lead in the world, but some small part of her feels thankful to her faceless emails. She could’ve easily overridden Clint’s choice, could’ve had her put down before she could even think to beg for forgiveness. But she’d given her a chance, and she’d kept in contact despite her supposed overbooked schedule every day since. Maria held her life in her hands at one point, and she’d given her another shot at it.

Despite everything, Natasha still doesn’t sleep well. Or, rather, because of everything, she supposes. One good month doesn’t erase a lifetime of bad – and she’s really a little hesitant to say that this month has even been good in many senses of the word. She wonders if the nights will ever get easier on her with time, or if she’s stuck with these hours of restlessness and sweat for the rest of her life. It’s not a nice thing to think about, and it doesn’t really do all that much to distract her from the shadows that still play behind her eyelids or the way the shapes of the room still seem to swim around the edges. So, she swings her legs over the side of her bed and scrubs at her face with her hands. She can appreciate, at the very least, that she isn’t handcuffed to her bed here. Somehow, that had been a hard thing to get used to. She still sleeps with one arm by the headboard.

There aren't many things to do at this hour. Clint has told her countless times that she’s perfectly welcome to pester him at any time of the night if it would make her feel even minutely better. He says he understands, and she believes him enough from the way his past lines his own face, but it doesn’t make it any easier to put into practice.

She doesn’t have a plan as she steps out into the corridors. She dresses like she’s going to the gym on the off chance that she might be able to sneak into it and punch something until she’s sweaty for reasons more tangible. She wishes the firing range was usable at this hour, but she’s sure that’s much less subtle. Still, there are some nightmares you can only really feel better by shooting at. Maybe she’ll bat her eyelashes into an hour or so at the targets tomorrow.

She passes the odd agent as she trails around the corridors and considers that the ship never really sleeps entirely. There’s always someone on the night shift, always someone pottering around with something. She thinks it would be nice to work when it’s so quiet. Maybe she should ask about changing her hours. It might be a little soon.

The gym isn’t so far from her quarters, and by the time she reaches it her shirt still feels sticky at her back and her stomach still feels like it’s alive in her ribcage. Her hopes are low enough to limbo as she presses her hand to the door, and she could almost sigh with relief when the door opens easily. She’s not against breaking in, but she likes to think she’s been doing a pretty good job of building a better reputation lately. Maybe not socially, but Maria’s emails haven’t managed to sound short lately – not since the last time she’d bypassed what she maintains was a criminally simple encryption on one of Clint’s jobs.

The gym is utterly silent at this time of the morning, which is entirely unsurprising. She doubts anyone else sensible gets out of bed for another hour or two, let alone starts their training regime. Generally, agents are allowed the privilege of breakfast before they’re worked to the bone. Natasha’s never been a fan of food so early in the morning.

She doesn’t really know when she fell out of the habit of scanning each room on this ship like someone will be waiting to haul her out of it, and she blames it firmly on her lack of sleep and nightmare slurred thoughts when she doesn’t notice the other body in the gym until it’s too late.

“I did wonder,” someone says, and Natasha’s attention snaps to one of the benches on the far side, half covered from the entrance.

It takes Natasha an almost embarrassingly drawn out moment to place her features, and she’s sure she only half succeeds in hiding her surprise into an intrigued eyebrow. The Assistant Director didn’t really strike her as the type to be in the gym when everyone is supposed to be sleeping.

“Wonder what?” she asks instead of every other question that gnaws at her head. She stays firmly planted in the middle of the room.

“Who would come in at this time.”

Oh. She’s not wondering about Natasha. She doesn’t really know what that feels a mote disappointing. She hates it when Clint asks how she’s sleeping. Maybe she just doesn’t like lying to him.

“I thought it would be empty.”

Maria places her water bottle beside her on the bench and makes absolutely no move to stand up yet. Somehow, Natasha finds it unnerving, even if she’s taller here. “It usually is,” she says simply.

Her eyes bore into her in a way that makes the back of her neck crawl. Something about her says that she’s calculating, that she’s looking at Natasha and breaking her down into little bite sized pieces. Natasha has never liked being dissected. Maria’s eyes are very blue.

“Do you usually spend your mornings here?” she asks, if only to stop Maria from burning holes into her skull and reading her thoughts directly.

It works, in the way that her gaze flicks away for the briefest moment before pinning her again in that same cool tone. “I guess you could call this morning.”

“That doesn’t answer my question.”

Maria’s eyes soften ever so slightly around the corners, and Natasha would almost call it a squint. “I’ve made a bit of a habit at this point, yes.”

She almost seems reluctant to admit it, and Natasha can’t help the way she wants to pick this woman apart. She has always liked puzzles, and people are just some of the more complex the world has to offer. She thinks she understands the rumours a little more now, even through this uncanny meeting. She wonders if Maria feels her own searching gaze as intently.

Maria stands at last, and Natasha had almost forgotten how tall she is. She thinks she preferred it when she was sitting. “Don’t let me stop you,” she says, and Natasha is silently thankful for the way that answers her question. Again, not that she wouldn’t break the rules. It’s just much harder to make an excuse when the Assistant Director is the one who catches you.

“I would’ve expected the AD to send me back to my quarters,” she notes, as forward as ever when it gets her information. She’ll admit this woman seems to be intriguing. She’s curious as to just why she’s indulging her so far.

Maria’s expressions are all very small, mere suggestions of emotions that only make Natasha want to pick her apart. “That would make me more of a hypocrite than I already am,” she says simply, almost smiling. “Are you getting on okay?” she asks instead , and her eyes are on her like she’s deciphering her again. She’s closer now, making direct eye contact, and Natasha holds it like a game. “Besides the obvious, of course.”

Natasha tries not to scowl. God, does she hate when people pretend like they know her. “What’s the obvious?”

Maria raises one eyebrow ever so slightly, her expression caught somewhere to amusement. “Did the Red Room have you in the routine of training at four in the morning?”

“Sometimes.” They both know that’s not the reason that she’s here, as much as Natasha wishes Maria didn’t.

Her eyes are almost soft. Almost like she truly cares about her. Natasha doesn’t like to let herself believe the sort of things that might cost her later. “Half of the people on this ship struggle with it, Romanoff,” she says, nearly gentle in the silence around them. “You don’t have to be ashamed of it.”

She can almost imagine her setting a heavy hand on her shoulder as she says it, though Maria remains in her own space. She’s still slightly too close for what Natasha is used to however, and it’s the first time she realises the darkness under her eyes. Her face is lined, something bone deep that she doubts ever goes away. It lends her a certain sort of…imperfection that makes her seem a whole lot more human. For everything she’s heard, though she knows to take gossip with a healthy grain of salt, she could almost imagine Hill to be some sort of robot, some living excel sheet.

Standing in front of her, she sort of just looks like a woman who could do with some sleep. She looks like a woman who has spent the last who-knows-how-many hours beating out her own past the same way Natasha intends to. She won’t call it affection. It doesn’t mean Natasha likes the way she looks straight through her any more.

“You have any tips?” she says, aiming for something playful. She really, really just wants her to stop looking at her like she can figure her out right here in the middle of the room. Maybe if she seems better than she is, she’ll leave her alone. She’d rather her conduct a genuine vivisection out on the boxing ring floor if she’s going to continue to examine her.

She’s certain Maria almost smiles at that, a tug at the corner of her lips that is almost sad, almost conspirational. She shrugs ever so slightly. “Shooting things usually helps.”

Natasha tries not to scowl like a child. As if she wouldn’t be there right now if she could get away with it. “I’m on supervised arms training.”

This time, Maria does smile, though Natasha thinks she’d have missed it if she blinked. “Not from tomorrow,” she says plainly, and Natasha can only watch her walk away without another word.

The door closes behind her, and Natasha lets herself furrow her eyebrows as deeply as she likes. She is overtly aware that she is not being let off of supervised training tomorrow. She’s aware that she has been seen as a weapon and an explosive since the moment Clint forgot that he was meant to shoot her. Somehow, she doesn’t think that Maria is one to tease.

It makes it very hard to punch things as effectively as she’d like to when she can only think after Maria. She wonders what keeps her up at night. She wonders what else she does to get rid of the shadows. She wonders why on earth she would let her off of the hook so early. For all they know, Natasha might decide to defect back. She might’ve been biding her time until she could get a hand on one of those guns outside of the range. She’d never even dream of it, of course. She’d rather be supervised for every split second a gun is in her hands for the rest of her life than have to go back to her life before. She wonders just how deep Maria managed to dig. She wonders if she really is all that transparent after all.

She finds herself in Clint’s quarters again as thoughtlessly as breathing. Every spare minute in her schedule that lines up with his, she’ll spend hiding from the rest of the world. This time, she’s sitting in his chair, her knees resting against the edge of his desk so that she can spin it slightly from side to side. Clint is behind her in his bunk, his arms tucked up behind his head and his eyes closed. It’s only 2pm. Natasha wishes she could have a nap too.

“Is she always like that?” she says on a whim, her thoughts still stuck on tired eyes and snap decisions.

“Like what?” Clint asks, completely brushing over her lack of context.

“So…intense.”

“Ah, we’re back on Hill. Yes.” He falls silent again, and Natasha listens to his breath. “Hold on.” His eyes open and his head turns on his pillow to face her. “Did you meet her? When?”

“This morning.”

“You were at the range this morning.”

“Before that.”

“You were asleep before that.” She doesn’t answer, and that tells him everything in as little effort as possible. “Natasha.”

She doesn’t meet his eye. “It’s better than moping.”

“You don’t need to mope. You can come wake me up.”

“But then you don’t sleep.”

“Tasha, do you really think I’m sleeping well either half the time?”

She stays silent again, staring intently at the dimples Clint’s chair has made in the carpet.

“How did you even find her?” he asks eventually, giving up the argument for the countless time. “She’s practically booked to the minute.”

“She was in the gym when I got there.”

“I’m going to skip over the fact that you’d rather punch something until you bleed than come and bug me. Was it worth it? Was she all sweaty and hot? Did you two finally canoodle in person?”

She doesn’t dignify his jokes with a response, her thoughts plain in her expression. “I don’t think she sleeps well either. She looked tired.”

Clint grins a little. “You paying attention to her face?”

Natasha scowls at him. “It’s normal to look someone in the eye.”

“Mhm…” He retucks his arms under his head, settling back against his pillow. “It’s for sure normal to think about them all morning.”

“She took me off of probation,” she says, almost in a rush, like maybe this will change the subject – maybe a little bit like she’s admitting something.

“Oh you definitely have a crush on her. It’s like she’s trying to get in your pants. Remind me never to read your emails.”

Natasha only squints at him, wishing once again that she had something appropriate to throw. The urge distracts her enough that she never does reject the notion. And when she finds herself imagining Maria’s secret little smile in those few and far casual emails, she decides that Clint doesn’t need to know. She’s not been given many chances in her life, and she thinks she could make space in her life for two instead of one. She wonders if Maria would ever want a gym buddy on long nights and promptly decides not to think any deeper into it.

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Send me a flufftober day + what ship you want me to write the prompt for and i might feel some inspiration :D

Ships I take prompts for are in the tags! You can also prompt something else if you think i might know it :)

Already written: # flufftober 2023 on Ao3

Day 1 - Mirandy Day 2 - Bering and Wells

Day 3 - Mirandy Day 4 - Mirandy

Day 5 - Bering and Wells Day 6 - Callian

Day 7 - Bering and Wells Day 8 - Avorah

Day 9 - Andromaquynh Day 10 - Bering&Wells

Day 11 - Bering and Wells Day 12 - Milippa

Day 13 - Berena (Holby City) Day 14 - Berena

Day 15 - Janeway/7 Day 16 - GM ScarletMay

Day 17 - Berena Day 18 - GM Killercule

Day 19 - Bering and Wells Day 20 - Mirandy

Day 21 - Bering and Wells Day 22 - Mirandy

Day 23 - Fangorn (LotR) Day 24 - Arawen

Day 25 - Bering and Wells Day 26 - Janeway/7

Day 27 - Bering and Wells Day 28 - GOmens

Day 29 - Bering and Wells Day 30 - MacPhrack

Day 31 - Mirandy

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Flufftober Daily prompts:

(& I might write more than one for the same day so still hmu with prompts for any of the upcoming days even when I already wrote a note with a prompt or an idea)

Day 1 I've got you ✓

Day 2 Family, Friends, Loved ones ✓

Day 3 Wait you love me? I always have. Idk Berena maybe? Can’t really think of any storyline here, maybe I’ll just do one of the bonus prompts today went with the alt prompt (✓)

Day 4 Cinderella Moment could be Mirandy with Andy at a ball or sth but I think sb on the discord is already writing that and I already had a Mirandy one anyway… prompts? Edit: Wrote it anyway ✓

Day 5 x+1 prompts? possibly something Bering & Wells? I‘d like to write more W13 fics ✓

Day 6 Corn Maze I feel like doing sth with kids so Berena or Mirandy or maybe Callian? ✓

Day 7 Porch Swing Bering&Wells as prompted by purlturtle- I’ll try my very best! ✓

Day 8 Rainy Day I know I already wrote this for Milippa several times but I kinda want to? Or maybe Avorah… idk yet ✓

Day 9 …at first sight I want to do a flashback fic with hate at first sight when they’re together now tho. Maybe kiradax? Edit: didn't have time for something longer, went with an idea for an Andromaquynh drabble instead. Really want to write that kiradax story some day tho! ✓

Day 10 Love of my Life possibly Bering&Wells for a prompt from Ao3, but I'm not sure yet, can't really think of sth to write, unless sb has a specific prompt I'll probably go with an alt ✓

Day 11 Sweet Tooth could be anyone! Myka, Andy (both Andrea or Andromache xD), also Miranda maybe, Madeleine,… Prompts? I’m making this a first come first serve so whichever character I get promoted first, I’ll write! Edit: got an Bering & Wells prompt from Lavendelhummel! & one from an anon! ✓

Day 12 Fire&Ice Milippa fantasy AU ✓ (I did get a prompt for Bering & Wells smut too, we’ll see if I have time)

Day 13 Wrong(…) prompts? Also maybe add what wrong thing it should be about! Edit: writing sth for Berena ✓

Day 14 I hate it - no you don’t. This feels like a smut prompt to me xD safewords mentioned but not used *smirk* but which ship? Berena? Andromaquynh? ✓

Day 15 Emergency/Confession/Adventure - maybe a Mirandy Wip I have could work for confession, idk yet edit: wrote a J7 drabble ✓

Day 16 singing one another to sleep Floreleine maybe? Ended up with ScarletMay, still GM ✓

Day 17 encouragement to achieve a goal ✓

Day 18 did you plan for this to happen? Andronilynh maybe? Or Librarywives? ✓

Day 19 keeping someone safe possibly Bering&Wells for a prompt from Ao3 (guys pls send me tumblr asks instead if in any way possible) ✓

Day 20 pumpkin Mirandy in collab with TheWalkingMeepa! ✓

Day 21 swoon got a Bering & Wells prompt for that one, thx Ida! I'll try to think of something :) ✓

Day 22 Picking (flowers/picking sb up/picking out a dress/picking a song for our wedding/…) mayhaps a smutty mirandy continuation of day 20?? ✓

Day 23 trinket send me ship ideas? Or I'll just combine with Tolkientober day 23 prompt 'hobbits' and write something to the ideas on this post. Also this one maybe ✓

Day 24 melting maybe Arawen? Tolkientober prompt of the day is 'kiss' so that kinda goes together :D ✓

Day 25 nook Tolkientober prompt of the day is 'sting' which... Might fit xD but idk what to write to it really? Maybe I’ll just stick with B&W ✓

Day 26 fireplace I feel like J7 ✓

Day 27 outdoor event prompts? If I don't get any prompts I might go the tolkientober route and combine it with the prompt 'family' edit: went with extra 6 for B&W (✓)

Day 28 soothing touch - maybe ineffable spouses with snek Crowley ✓

Day 29 hey, wake up! Prompts? At a stretch I can always do B&W again bc I want to get some more fics in that fandom anyway. Maybe combo with extra5? ✓

Day 30 self worth/self love prompts? Maybe just a singular character here? Tolkientober prompt is 'gardener' so if I don't get any prompts I might go with some Sam self love… or write sth Mac centric for MacPhrack? ✓

Day 31 dreams do come true ohh if the mirandy one doesn’t work for confessions it Will work here ✓

And then there are also those, for when I really can’t think of something to write for a day’s prompt, but you can also prompt me fandoms for these:

Extra 1: hot chocolate ✓ by accident in combination with day 8!

Extra 2: you’ve told your parents?

Extra 3: wearing each other’s clothes

Extra 4: candles/lanterns/fairy lights

Extra 5: oh no, you’re a morning person! - lavendelhummel prompted Bering and Wells with Myka as the morning person ✓ in combination with day 29!

Extra 6: reverse all the roles ✓ on day 27 for Bering and Wells

Extra 7: fairytale retelling maybe McPhrack

Extra 8: new occupation

Extra 9: crossover

Extra 10: sharing the last table at a café Mirandy AU first meeting for day 3 ✓

You can also send me more specific prompts, if you already have an idea for what exactly you want me to write for a day!

Only taking prompts from people who actually interact with my stuff. Reblogs and friendly ao3 comments get prio, but if you just hit kudos on ao3 in the past or sth I also won’t ignore you, I’ll just do others first! (Tumblr likes, obviously, don’t count for shit)

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