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goingmerryfics · 25 days

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Can you write sth with Kid and Law where the reader tells them she's pregnant and wants to keep the baby ❤️🥺

Breaking the news w/ Kid & Law

Content: No gendered pronouns, but reader is pregnant and therefore AFAB, mentions of a sex life of course. Hints at abortion.

Notes* Absolutely I can! If there’s one thing I’m weak for, it’s good dads. So here you go!

Kid

Kid doesn't notice your weight gain at all. But if there's one thing here loves, it's a good meal

So when he sees you picking at your plate the first time, he jokes that he'll rest your share of you don't want it

He didn't expect you to actually give it to him though

The morning sickness also comes quickly, and he makes a comment about how if you're getting sick to stay the hell away

The poor eating continues, and now he's concerned

How are you supposed to be able to keep up and fight if you won't eat?

He catches you in private and asks what's going on with you, but you don't even really know

He sends you to get a check up, which you were already planning on doing

After some questioning, you were asked to take a pregnancy test

You didn't believe them when they said it was positive. You're handed the physical evidence, and then asked what your next step will be

You aren't sure what they mean, so they give you the option: keep it or not

It's something you have to sleep on. The ship isn't a safe place for baby or a pregnant person in your opinion, and not to mention the elephant in the room

Kid? The hot headed Captain, with a kid??

If it were only up to you, you know what you would do. But this is going to require a conversation with him

You're terrified

What if he gets upset? What if he refuses to help you? What if he kicks you off the ship?

You can't face him with all of this anxiety, so you start to avoid him

Wanting to know how your appointment went though, he doesn't appreciate that

You dance around him on the ship. You know his route, and he knows that you know it, so he's really annoyed with the fact that he can't fucking find you

He lets himself into your shared room and does a quick look for you

He spots the pregnancy test on the dresser, picks it up, and stares

You eventually return to your room and he's still there, sitting on the side of your bed and holding it

You slowly move to sit next to him, and it's quiet until he speaks

“So… What do you wanna do about this?”

You've never heard him so… Calm

You take a deep breath and tell him you're keeping the baby, and there's a splash of silence again before he mutters,

“I'm going to be a dad.”

When you look at him, he's smiling at you

You smile back as the tension disappears from your body

Kid is great at taking care of you- he'll get the kitchen to make anything you want, whenever you want it. He makes sure to keep everyone reminded that you can't be involved in any rough housing

But he also keeps forgetting that you can't do certain things

Killer, Heat, and Wire remind him all the time how you can't lift anything heavy, or join in on any fights

It's kind of funny watching Kid blank like that

When you get too big to get your shoes on properly, he can't help but laugh and even more so at your pouting

He still helps you, though

He also had no idea how haywire your emotions were going to get, and that part confused the hell out of him

One minute you're happy, next you're pissed at him for something. An hour later and you've forgotten your anger and now you're horny

It's hard to keep up with but he tries to keep his cool with it. He knows it's not your fault, or how you would usually act

He's tense about being a good enough dad until you explain to him that it's just like being a Captain but with less yelling, maybe

The day the baby comes he's out in the middle of a fight, and he has to rush back and ignore the opposition calling him a coward so he can be with you

He bursts in just moments before the baby arrives

He's starstruck at your little one, and one look into their tiny face tells him that this was the right thing to do

Law

He noticed before even you that you seemed to be… Off

The first thing he'd seen change was your weight, but like hell was he going to comment on that

It was hard to miss even the subtle extra tummy with your active sex life

It didn't matter if you put on a little weight, as long as you were healthy and happy in your body

Your eating habits began to change next, and Law started to keep a close eye on the fact that some foods that you used to love were now never on your plate

Silent observation this entire time

Then you started waking up sick, and he decided he needed to perform a check up on you

You refused, insisting you must've just eaten something bad

So Law takes it into his own hands to check the pantry storage and make sure nothing is rotten or cross contaminated

As he's doing that, a thought pops into your head

Could it be…?

Not wanting to send Law into a panic if it wasn't the case, you decided to take the pregnancy test yourself

You almost passed out seeing the two blue lines

But your decision was an easy one to make. You loved Law, and for you, this was unquestionably the only way you wanted to go about things

You were going to have a baby

When Law returns to you, he finds you teary eyed, starting at a positive pregnancy test

Why hasn't he thought of that first?

His first emotion is panic.

“What if they're born with White Lead? What if we can't protect them on the sea? What if-”

You hush him, assuring him that it's all going to be ok

As he starts to calm, her also starts to get teary eyed

The thought of having a family again… It's too much for him

Memories of his own family flood back

He wishes he could have introduced you to his parents, his sister

To Corazon

You hold him and he holds you, promising his life to protect you both through mixed emotional sobs

Through the pregnancy, he keeps that promise and then some

He's very doting; taking charge of all your appointments, keeping you away from any heavy work, and trying to help you with your now very specific appetite

He gets you to take prenatal vitamins just to be safe

The crew is amazing with their help, too. They're so excited to have a new addition, and you get practical gifts from them often

A baby sized boiler suit to match the others, a very poorly built crib that you will not be using

They tried, that's what counts

Law is giving his crew orders when you feel the first kick, and you immediately interrupt him to tell him that

Everybody now forgets their orders, wanting a turn to feel it. Law has to shout at them to get their hands off of you

When the delivery day comes, Law is right there with his hand picked team for assistance

Everything goes smoothly, and the two of you end up in tears as you hear the crying of your new little family member

#one piece #harleywritesop #hwop #eustass kid #eustass captain kidd #eustass x reader #eustasscaptainkid #one piece eustass #kid one piece #kid x reader #one piece kid #law x reader #trafalgar d law x reader #op law #law one piece #trafalgar law

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mqsi · 1 year

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Hey babes 💕 I'm being lazy so I'll put up a request. Would you write sth where Gavi gets teased by the team that he's Spain's little prince and the reader picks up on it leading to smut

Thank you, love

(Prince Gavi 👑🥺 is just >>>>)

Hey love,thank you for requesting💗 At first I didn’t know how to transition to smut part so I hope you like this🫶🏻

warning:smut

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“So pretty boy,when are we seeing you on tv next to royal family?” Raphinha teasingly asked as the boys were leaving Camp Nou grounds after practice. You were supposed to meet Gavi outside so the two of you could go for casual brunch since you had free time.

Gavi clicked his tounge trying not to react to yet another joke about princess Leonor’s confession about him. Since that information spread out on the internet, the boys main idea of fun was teasing him about it before he explodes and gives them a reaction. And we are talking about Gavi here so that doesn’t take long.

“Guys he is just nervous about wearing all those shiny prince clothes, leave him for now” Pedri jumped in the conversation, waving his hands around to mimick Gavi appearing all sparkly as a newfound Spain prince. He was basically jogging away from them,trying to find you and escape another argument with his teammates. However, he heard your voice coming from behind him.

“Prince clothes, seriously Pedri?” you said feeling anger bubble inside as you were tired of the prince joke as well. Comments and articles on the internet strarted getting to you lately,most of them hyping up the “potential relationship” even tho Gavi was already taken and happy with you. You shoved past them at frist but when his teammates started talking about it you became really annoyed and insecure.

“Amor-“ Gavi tried reaching you before you burst but it was too late.

“No Pablo I don’t wanna hear it. They’ve been teasing you about it for who knows how long now so you’re obviously giving them a reason to!” you yelled.

“Shit we didn’t mean to make a fuss about this, sorry” Pedri said and rushed Raphinha and the others before things escalted.

“Y/n I told them to stop a million times but they think it’s so funny to joke about it so I started ignoring it. It’s definietly not what you think. So let’s just relax now and go where you want” Gavi said trying to calm you down.

“Forget about it let’s just go home” you said, your mood ruined.

You got home and layed on the couch in the living room when you heard Gavi yell from the bathroom.

“Amor can you come help me with something?”

You were still kinda angry but went upstairs regardless.

As you opened the door of the bathroom, your mood suddenly changed. Gavi was leaning against the counter, wet hair and boxers only, his erection evident trough thin material. You stopped at the door, staring at him.

“Come here” he said motioning towards the counter. You walked up to him, his mouth instantly caging you in a heated kiss. You moaned softly against his lips, his hand lightly tapping your thigh as an instruction to sit on the counter behind you. You jumped, spreading your legs letting Gavi get comfortable between them.

He grinded his erection against your shorts, the friction making him hiss and your panties wet.

“If you’re so worried about me leaving to become a prince I wanna show you who I belong to” he whispered while kissing your neck. His fingers found their way down to your clit, touching you trough your shorts.

“Pablo more” you moaned.

“So needy already” he said, stripping you down and getting on his knees.

He kissed your core lightly before licking a stripe, spreading your wetness on his tounge. He started sucking on your clit, making you squeeze your legs against his head, your fingers tangling in his still damp hair pulling him in.

“Fuck feels so good”

He hummed against you sending shivers down your spine. Before you could cum he pulled away, standing up and taking off his boxers. “Turn around for me princesa”

You smiled cause of the nickname and turned around, leaning your elbows against the counter. You met eyes with Gavi in the mirror that was now in front of you and felt him tease your entrance with his tip.

“Let me show you how much I love you” he said before thrusting into you. He started slow making you feel every centimeter of him before speeding up and grabbing you by your hair.

“Look in the mirror princesa, look who I’m making love to” he said as you became a moaning mess. “Of course it’s you, there is no other girl” he continued, now chasing his high.

“Pablo I’m so close” you whined, struggling to keep yourself up. His fingers started working on your clit and you snapped. Legs shaking, Gavi’s hands being the ones to keep you up. He followed soon after, emptying himself on your lower back. You turned around, your forehead against his.

“I love you” he said, trying to catch his breath

“I love you too prince” you replied, chuckling.

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prettypei · 7 months

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plot: them with a popular! chubby! fem! s/o; fluff!

reader: chubby! popular! fem! Reader

characters: yuuta, maki

warnings: mentions of fatshaming/homophobia, reader is sassy, mild spoilers for culling game arc (?, spoilers for jjk s2, use of Japanese honorifics, reader and maki are both lesbian in maki's part, a creep in maki's part

a/n: littleeeee bit of a self-insert... I jus wanted 2 write a lil sth LOL, yuuta is 2nd year btw

YUUTA

a little backstory on the reader!! ok soso reader is a 2nd year who's the closest with the first years and in this au you're really close to yuji...you currently maintain a long-distance relationship with yuuta! (let's pretend culling games didn't happen lol)

so let's rewind to the episode where the slice of life is happening (aka the "yuji bf material" ep ACK)

it was just supposed to be the first years but you were in the area too cuz you had just finished a mission, and yuji REALLLYYYY wanted to watch Earthworm Man 4... so you reluctantly agreed to go with them

(ps the first years kinda have a crush on you,, like idolizing ykwim)

so the four of you finished the movie when you recieved a call from your bf

so you talk blah blah blah and you're like "wait, isn't it like 3 am in Africa?" and he replies with a nervous chuckle and a "well,, guess where I am now?" and you literally scream into the phone... okie the fic is down below!!

"You're WHAT?" You screamed into the phone. "(name)-senpai, please shut up." Megumi deadpanned. "sorry, megumi. BABE, YOU'RE WHAT?" "Babe?" The three underclassmen shared a confused look. "Wait, you're here? Like in front of the movie theater? I don't see-WAITHOLYSHITISTHATYOU-" The three of them turned heads to see the direction you were waving in. "(name)!" Yuuta yelled excitedly. "O-okkotsu-senpai!" Megumi said with a surprised look on his face. "Who's he?" Nobara whispered to you, giving yuuta a weird look. "Show some respect." Megumi hisses while glaring at Nobara. "Ah, it's fine!" Yuuta smiles at all of them. "I'm just here to visit my wonderful girfriend!" "Girlfriend?" The three underclassmen feign a shocked expression as Yuuta squishes your cheeks together. "(n-name) has a boyfriend?!" Yuji squeaks. "Don't forget honorifics, it's disrespectful!" Megumi scolds once again, but he's the most surprised one of them all. "I thought you were single!" Nobara pouted. "Well, I'm not. Y'all ain't got a chance with me anyways." You smirked while giving Yuuta a peck on the cheek, leaving him flustered. "Awww... but I wanted to ask (name)-senpai out..." Yuji mumbles. "What?" Suddenly the atmosphere became cold and dark, and yuuta was glaring at a certain someone. "I-I mean-I thought-" Yuji stammered. "Yuu, babe, let's go. Let's go watch Barbie!" You insisted, pulling on his sleeve. "Okay, sure!" Yuuta's entire face lightens up as you pull him into the cinema. "O-Okkotsu senpai sure is scary..."

MAKI

reader is a 2nd year in this too :3

soooo maki is really like NOT open at all about your personal life, it's not that she's embarrassed of you it's just because she doesn't want others to stress her out about marriage, vows... she just wants to live the present

but that doesn't mean that she doesn't wanna share you with her closest friends though! And she's going to... but she keeps forgetting.

so basically you, maki and nobara are having a girl's day out and some creep tries hitting on ya...yk what's gonna happen.

"What do you guys want?" Maki asked you while you guys were lining up for the crepe shop. "I think... strawberry?" "Ohhh I want a blueberry one!" "Okay, I'll line up. You guys can go sit on a bench and rest." "You and Nobara walk to the bench under the tree, chatting excitedly while Maki told the cashier your order. All of a sudden, Nobara stopped talking and narrowed her eyes as a young man walked over. "He-Hello miss?" He asked timidly after tapping your shoulder. "Uh, yeah?" You give him a confused look. "Do I know you?" "N-No... I just wanted to ask for you nu-number...m-mommy...?" He squeaked, fiddling with his hands. At this point, you were beyond disgusted. "What the actual fuck?" You snap. "Get the-fuck-away from me!" "I-I like being degraded..." He whimpers as you push him away from you. "C-Can I get your number...? Promise I'll call you mommy..." "I don't-" "SHHHKKK." A long blade was dug in the bark of the tree behind the man, with only a millimeter to spare. "H-Huh?!" His voice's an octave higher. "Don't you ever touch my girlfriend ever again, scum." Maki growled as she came back with two crepes in her hands. "I-I-I won't! I swear I won't-I'll-I'll never-" "Shut up, little shit." Maki grumbled as she put her hand in yours, the man stumbling away and crying at the same time. "You okay?" Maki asked you with a concerned look. You giggled in response and held her hand tighter. "Love ya."

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eightmakesonebraincell · 2 months

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Which of the mafia!ateez members who are bad boys but when you are there, they showed their soft side?

ooooh this ask scratches my brain real good because the concept of mafia!ateez is all about cold, ruthless men with grey morals who become soft, gooey and protective only for their s/o 😍🤩

(pls note: this is based purely on the aus and headcanons that i've created for my mafia world)

mafia!hongjoong - tbh he wouldn't be soft for you per se, he'd be more of a textbook simp LMAO. look the mans has got to maintain his image as the big scary mafia boss. but the person who really runs the show? you. just say the word and he will be contacting all of his connections, pulling in all his owed favours, utilising all his resources and men; basically anything and everything he can do for you

mafia!seonghwa - if joong is the textbook definition of a simp then seonghwa is the textbook definition of soft 🥹🫶 given your history of trauma as well, seonghwa makes sure to shower you with the gentlest and most tender love that he can give you. you make his life so much more domestic and homey and cozy he feels his heart literally burst every time he looks at you

mafia!yunho - he's also very very soft for you. yunho's nearly lost you once (and by his own hands at that) so he's never going to want to see you get hurt ever again. you always have to remind him that you can do things by yourself but it must be the height difference or sth because the man won't doesn't hear a word. but in saying that, this man also finds joy in teasing and pranking you

mafia!yeosang - hmm yeosang was a bit of a tricky one to think about. growing up, you were the one who took care of him a lot of the times (if we're being real i'm pretty sure most of us want to baby him) and so he was mostly just comfortable with you. i think eventually though, once he became your bodyguard and he started to notice that hang on, you're actually shorter and smoller than him now, the dynamic started to change. yeosang probably doesn't even realise that he's got a soft spot for you

mafia!san - hoOOO OKAY san is soft yes but you drive his protective instincts wild. like he is the type to watch the whole world burn if anyone hurts you. he can never really ever forget that night when you turned up at his apartment, vulnerable and asking for his help. he'd put himself between you and the rest of the world in a heartbeat

mafia!mingi - ik a couple of the other teezers have a civilian s/o too, but for mingi in particular, the fact that you're a normal civilian (that he accidentally dragged into his mafia mess) makes him that much softer when he's around you. he's honest with you and will answer your questions if you ever ask, but there's a larger part of him that wants to keep you far far away from his crimes. you see the best in him and if he could, he wants to only show you that side of him forever

mafia!wooyoung - textbook simp #2 like this boy CANNOT. and i say C A N N O T hide his affection for you to save his life (you definitely get kidnapped once a month because of how obvious he makes it that you're his lover). but wooyoung's affection comes hand in hand with brattiness so he will make it his mission to test how far he can drive you up the wall 🙄

mafia!jongho - jongho is definitely soft, but it's a lot more subtle than the other members. he doesn't express it so much with words or touch but you can see his softness clear as day in the things that he does for you. like FIRST UP the whole joining the mafia to bring justice to your dad's death???? he quite literally upended his whole life for you 🫵 i think also the fact that you two have known each other since you were children plays a part in the subtlety of his soft affection. he knows you like the back of his hand and he'll do things for you without ever being asked and without asking for acknowledgement

#loren answers #sadfragilegirl #< what a mood #thanks for the ask this was such an indulgent one to answer #also i was originally going to make this a mtl #but then i kept putting them all tied for first place #so i was like well this ain't working 🧐#mafia!ateez #mafia ateez

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sopphiex · 12 days

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The chances of this being accurate are low, but never zero, so here's my take on how the relationship between Eddie and Marisol could go:

7x05: Eddie and Marisol starting over because they don't know anything about eachother, their relationship based only on sexual interactions (which still baffles me bc what is this version of Eddie???? It's like he was unable to focus on anything else beside how pent up he was because he wasn't getting any????) and don't even get me started on her moving in and out in the span of a few days without involving Chris in any capacity. They could've showed them being unable to share stuff about their personal lives without this whole living together fiasco. What were the writers thinking coming up with this storyline? Truly the most bizarre thing to happen in season 7, next to Marisol being a nun (although if it was a plot device to kick start Eddie's journey with catholic guilt I will allow it).

7x06: I honestly don't think we will see Marisol at all. First of all, the actress hasn't posted anything from set from this time (and we all know she wouldn't pass up the opportunity to show her wedding outfit or another selfie from the trailer with her being the attention seeker that she is). Second of all, there's probably not enough screen time and she's not that important of a character to be included in this whole storyline. Eddie might mention her in passing like he did in 7x04 but I think that's it.

7x07: Now here's when things might get interesting. I want to see them break up, I really do, not only because the actress is shitty but she's basically a nobody this far into the series and I don't see how they could suddenly make us care for her. Tim saying how he didn't know what to do with her tells me enough that she's not sticking around and he's just trying to fix the mess KR left. Let's not forget Tim saying that at least one relationship (bucktommy or eddisol) will have complications. I'll bet my money the couple in question will be Eddie and Marisol. The episode being titled "Ghost of a Second Chance" (which literally means sth has a little chance of succeeding) makes me think we will see Eddie trying to get to know Marisol (but i'm begging, no more sex scenes between them, once is enough, don't do this to us again) and him coming to realization how little he truly likes about her. I would like to see him go "wait, I actually don't want to do this with her, she's not someone who i want to be with". I think it's too soon for him to see how uncomfortable relationships with women make him and why he always feels like "he has to perform" but it would be a pleasant surprise if they did actually dive into it already. I don't know what exactly could trigger him to break up with Marisol (and I think it will be Eddie who puts an end into this relationship based on the ending of the last episode) but it would be nice if we got some kind of parallel to his breakup with Ana and the "I thought it would work". Since Ryan said in one of his interviews that Eddie has enough on his plate this season, I don't think he will have any kind of feelings realization regarding Buck in 7x07, but if this storyline further explores his repression then count me in, I'm getting my snacks and my drinks and I'm seated.

(just watch this being completly wrong when E*y Gan*m posts another selfie in her 911 trailer in a few days)

#911 abc #911 season 7 #911 on abc #eddie diaz #911 marisol #911 show #buddie

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modelbus · 1 year

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hi hi, i saw your page and your writing and the fact that your request is open and like i really need comfort right now so i decided to slide in,, can you write Wilbur x gender neutral reader who is struggling with their emotion and their memories? like they suddenly want to cry when they see sth that remind them of their (mildly?) toxic ex or they just feel like they're someone else all of the sudden, hope this is not too much to ask for jadhjad

Of course! I'm quite a bit late with the comfort, but it's here now <3

This is a sensitive topic, and if I’ve written this poorly please tell me! I’m always willing to listen, learn, and fix things!

Pairing: CC!Wilbur x Gn!Reader

Toxic Tulips

It feels stupid. One second you were joking around with Wilbur while preparing to make popcorn, the next you were frozen.

He had tulips on his counter. Just three in a vase, light pink, but the sight of them sent a wave of emotion tumbling through you. Immediately tears pricked at your eyes, pressure building quickly. It felt like you had swallowed something too large, such was the lump in your throat.

Your ex used to buy you tulips after fights. What started as a whole bouquet eventually dwindled to one, then nothing, but tulips were forever tainted in your mind. A sickening reminder of the past you could never forget.

Just for a moment, you’re someone else. Someone who was quieter, more afraid. With your heart in your throat, you stumble back a few steps. Anything to escape the memories, the feelings, that just seeing those goddamn tulips are dredging up.

You stumble right into a solid chest and nearly jump out of your own skin in fright.

“Woah, what’s wrong?” Wilbur asks, concern coating every word. “I called your name like three times.”

Wilbur, just Wilbur.

“I’m- sorry, I-“

“No, don’t apologize, it’s okay.” He gently turns you around to face him, but all it takes is one look at your teary eyes to have him searching for what made you so emotional. “What happened?”

You feel so stupid. Who cries at the sight of a few tulips? How fucked up were you that a fucking flower made you think back to an entirely different guy?

“Nothing.” You murmur, avoiding looking directly at him.

“It’s not nothing if it’s bothering you. I only want to help you, love.”

“It’s stupid.”

“I’m sure it’s not.”

He’s not going to give this up, and you know it. Wilbur’s always stuck by you, through thick and thin. You’ve done the exact same for him.

“I saw something that reminded me of… him. That’s all.” Even now—especially now—you can't bring yourself to say his name.

Wilbur immediately clenches his jaw, knowing exactly who you’re talking about. After all, he was the one to help you escape from the hell hole you found yourself in with your ex.

“What was it?” He drops his hands from your shoulders, striding past you. “The magazines?” In one motion, he sweeps them into the trash can. You’re too stunned to speak.

“Was it the magazines? Honestly, I have no clue where they came from.” His words have a careful lightness to them, one that reassures you Wilbur is safe.

Mutely, you shake your head.

“Okay.” He casts his gaze around the space again. “The tulips?”

Hoarsely, you confirm, “Yeah.”

With no hesitation he grabs the entire vase and dumps it out the window.

“Wil!” You exclaim, pure shock overriding every emotion in you.

“What? I didn’t throw the vase out there. Just the water and flowers.” He places the vase gently in his sink before returning to you. “Better?”

“You didn’t have to do that.”

He shrugs, but his eyes convey a different emotion. “He’s gone, for good. You will never go back to him, and you’re never going to be that person again. I promise.”

How he knew exactly what to say, you have no idea. But his words help, extra assurance you’re safe.

“Thank you.” And you mean it for so much more than throwing tulips out a window.

“I’m always here for you. Always.”

You smile, wiping your eyes in case any tears escaped. “I know, Wil.”

“Just making sure. What do you say we buy flowers to replace those ones? Like a Venus flytrap or something.”

“I’m pretty sure they don’t sell those at the flower shops?”

“There go my plans of world domination.” He shrugs, grinning back at you. “Let’s go see what flowers they do have.”

He ushers you to his computer, forcing you to sit down as he leans over to navigate to the store website.

“How about these?” He points at a stupid looking flower, waiting for your reaction.

“Out of all the flowers you pick that?”

“Fine, fine, what about that one?”

He keeps picking out stupider flowers, and it’s not until you’re laughing harder than you can breathe at a flower he called “the horsefly of the flower world” that you realize what he’s doing.

By making you laugh at something so stupid, he’s pulled you back into yourself. He’s stopped you from going down the slippery slope of thinking about your ex.

“So?” He asks.

“Let’s get it. The horsefly of the plant world.”

“It’ll look perfect!”

#wilbur x you #wilbur soot imagine #wilbur soot x you #wilbur soot x reader #wilbur soot #wilbur mcyt #mcyt #mcyt imagine #dsmp #dsmp imagine #mcyt wilbur

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worldofkaeos · 5 months

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This manual is inspired by @lucy-j-carlyle 's plastic bag idea

The Lockwood and Co. Ghost-Hunting Manual

by Lucy Carlyle and George Cubbins, transcripted by George Cubbins and edited by Holly Munro. (Anthony Lockwood? He's too busy flashing his pearly-white teeth on the front page of every magazine in London.)

Handy Agent Tool-Kit for Defence Against Ghosts

Remember, the three principle defenses, in order of effectiveness, are silver, iron, and salt.

Rapier — an agent should never do without one. If you forget yours, you're a wimp. Admit defeat (something I agree on, for once)

Iron fillings — used to create protective circles, mostly against type one manifestations, as stronger type twos can often easily move them. Agents also run the risk of damaging the circle by accidentally stepping on it. (Haha, guess who did this) (it's not me, it was you, Lockwood.) (I'm living with maniacs.) They can also be thrown, causing similar effects to a salt bomb.

Magnesium flares — works well against type twos. Explodes into a shower of beautiful light and temporarily neutralises the apparition or drives them away, until you realise that you're indoors and the whole place is on fire. (Totally not based on experience, totally.)

Iron Chains — for stronger ghosts (Type Twos). At least one per agent to create a protective circle, number of chains depending on the strength of the ghost. (If you do not bring this along with you, well, I hate to recount the details of my second case in Lockwood and Co again. To say a hefty fine is the least of your worries.)

Salt Bombs — causes minor explosions of salt that drive them away or even cause them to dematerialise for a short time. Weak form of defence, usually used against weaker ghosts (Type Ones). Bring at least four of these or lavender sticks, if you want to keep your teammates and yourself happy and healthy.(Safety is never an option, too bad, thou artless, beef-witted coward!) *winks* (shut up Tony, thou bawdy, pottle-deep popinjay!)

Sufficient Lavender sticks/Lavenders - smells nice, works... not so nicely for stronger ghosts and when the smell fades. If you don't know what it means, you can figure it out yourself. Though we are not liable for any of the acts of stupidity you are about to commit. (they mean it's best to always pack fresh lavenders, and avoid old stalks as their scent may not be strong enough to contain the source.) (Oh shut up, Holly)

Ghost-seeing goggles for the old codgers experienced supervisors and field operators (geez, Lucy, really)

Candles, full box of matches, torches, lamps with the shutters, the likes

And lastly, but most importantly, Plastic bags (see note here*)

*This is the latest tool for defence against ghosts, discovered by formidable agent Lucy Carlyle. (she's just under five feet six inches 🤨) (LOCKWOOD!!) Bring at least 5 plastic bags, wrapping them around your agent duffel bags, your backpack, and the occasional annoying teammate or supervisor. At least they'd no longer be a useless pile of ghost-cow droppings an obstruction (George! Lucy! Censored for, well, sanity purposes)

Gosh, I do need to make a Lockwood and Co Ghost Hunting Manual on ao3 or sth (published after teg)

(read the tags, if you'd like)

#lockwood and co #lockwood & co #l&co #lockwood and co headcannons #lucy carlyle #george cubbins #george karim #anthony lockwood #holly munro #quill kipps #teg #fittes manual #but revised #now titled: the lockwood and co ghost-hunting manual #george and lucy are feral #lockwood is a goof #kipps loves to throw insults from the sofa #holly is the only sane person here and is trying to control these wild geese #DO YOU EVER FEEL LIKE A PLASTIC BAG

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leclerced · 4 months

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And uncle!Oscar??? Yes please. I’ve written sth about him being afraid of the kid because it’s just so small and he doesn’t want to hurt him (I’ll go with a boy for this one). But after that first time he held him he’s absolutely in love with “his god son”. He calls him that even if everyone argues that. But he wouldn’t be “the fan uncle”. Oh no he’d be the stressed-about-the-well-being-of-this-kid uncle. So when Lando’s son is in the paddock and insists on going around with Oscar he’s fucking sweating because this kid is a bundle of energy that’s everywhere and he usually can’t keep up. It would be a paddock meme after a while. Like uncle Oscar looking for Lando’s kid and being stressed about him all the time. Even in interviews suddenly someone says the name of the kid and Oscar goes all ears and eyes mode on looking around till he realises it’s just someone else with the same name

i'm obsessed with the idea of oscar basically being their babysitter, and he jokes that they're trying for kid number two when he's left with the kiddo in the paddock on race weekends and his parents are nowhere in sight. the kid loves oscar more than anyone else, and he knows that daddy's work means daddy's friend osc-uh. the kid loves hide and seek but forgets to tell people they're playing, so he hides in corners and under tables for ten minutes while oscar frantically searches before he finds oscar and tells him he lost the game. oscar just sighs in relief that he didn't actually lose the kid and that the kid was actually hiding from him and not being kidnapped and ransomed.

daniel could be the kids actual godfather, like have you seen him with wilf?? he's so cute. imagine him trying to win lando's kid over and he's just like "uh are you taking me to osc-uh? i thought he was gonna be here." and daniel's like, "no, c'mon! i'm cool uncle danny!" and the kid goes, "yeah but osc-uh drives fast cars with daddy." danny tries to explain that he does too but on another team, but the kid is like, "you're racing against daddy and osc-uh? you're a meanie." i just love the idea of oscar not being god father because he's so young but the kid loves him more than his actual godfather

lando's wife and kid can't attend every race weekend, but anytime oscar hears the name he's looking around, automatically thinking oh fuck i lost the kid again before he remembers he's in a press conference and that one of the interviewers has the same name.

#ask #lifeboredme #op81

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sexy-monster-fucker · 1 year

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Party Fowl

Loki Laufeyson x Reader

request from @blueemeraldeyes: Can you write a 18+ fic, where Loki is the biggest asshole of all time, rude and mean towards the reader, but she’s the only one who’s nice to him since everyone hates him for some reason😀 And then it’s the birthday of one of the avengers and their reader starts very intimately dancing with Cap or whoever and Loki gets jealous af out of nowhere and started a fight at the party with the reader and kind of hit her in front of everyone blah blah all this stuff doesn’t make any sense but I’m pretty sure you can make sth good out of it haha

a/n: this is my first time writing for Loki even though I've liked him since the first Thor movie. I got this request like almost two years ago sorry y'all.

warnings: 18+, blood, smut, oral (F receiving), fingering, hand job, sex, cream pie

"I don't exactly have the best track record with them, darling," he leaned in your doorway, arms folder over his chest.

You huffed and rolled your eyes, "It's Thor's birthday, it won't hurt you to be there. He is your brother after all."

"Are you forgetting I'm adopted?" he smirked. You were not amused. You stared into the mirror trying to get your makeup just right. The Birthday Party for one of your teammates was more than likely going to be full to the brim with people, seeing as though it was being thrown by Tony Stark. He never failed to impress his guests even when the gathering was just some SHIELD agents and the Avengers.

"Can't you just toughen up and come to your brother's party?" you stood up and put your shoes on, "For me?"

It wasn't until now that he noticed what you were wearing. A beautiful black dress that fell right above your knee. His eyes darted between your face and your body, not sure which one he wanted to look at more. He always thought you were beautiful, but now more than ever he felt his heart skip.

"You look..." he blinked, "I-I'm not going. I would rather rot in a cell on Asgard than spend a single moment with the Avengers."

"You realize I'm an Avenger right?" you walked over to him, placing your hand on his chest. His eyes shifted between your face and the hand on his chest. He really was interested in you. He wanted more than anything to kiss all the makeup off your face.

"You're different," his eyes stared into yours. He looked handsome standing there in front of you. You would've given anything to stay here with him. But you were sick of the tension and neither of you ever making a move on the other. It was growing old.

"But not different enough for you to come hangout with me?" you rolled your eyes. "It's not like we... I don't know what you expect from me, darling. I don't associate with scum from Earth," he rolled his shoulders.

You aren't sure why, but that hurt you. Could be because you thought maybe he liked you. Maybe it's because you like him. Either way that was your last straw.

"Y'know, you don't have to be a dick to me all the time. I'm the only one who treats you as a friend, and all you ever do is talk to me like you don't care. I'm over it, Loki. I don't care if you come to the party. Matter of fact, don't," you pushed passed him.

Loki turned wanting to stop you, but no words forming. You reached his hand out to you, stopping himself from going after you.

~~~

You arrived at the party. It was not as full as you had expected. Mainly just the Avengers and a handful of SHIELD agents. You smiled and chatted slightly with everyone as you made your way to Mr. Stark's bar. Natasha and Bruce stood there, flirting as always. You smiled at Nat, raising your eyebrows at her.

"What?" her cheeks turned a slight pink.

"Nothing," you laughed, "Good to see you two together."

She and Bruce looked at each other and smiled that awkward smile of two people newly entranced with each other. You thought about all the times Loki had looked at you like that. You wondered if you had been too hard on him earlier. He didn't have the best relationship with his brother, let alone all the Avengers.

You had been lost in your thoughts so long that you didn't even notice Natasha and Bruce had walked away. You stood there, arms folded over your chest as you saw practically everyone buddied up. Tony and Pepper, Bucky and Sam, Nat and Bruce, Wanda and Vision, and then you. Alone. It would've been great to have Loki there with you.

You looked up to see Steve Rogers making his way across the room. Captain Rogers joined you as you leaned against the bar. His eyes scanned your body as he gave you the most charming smile. "You look stunning tonight," Steve leaned over and whispered in your ear. You felt your cheeks heat up slightly. Your eyes darted to the Captain, admiring him in his blue button up. "You don't look half bad yourself, Captain," you smiled.

"Where's your boyfriend tonight?" He raised an eyebrow at you. "He isn't my boyfriend," you scoffed.

"Oh? Since when did you break up?"

"We were never anything other than friends."

Steve smirked at you. "Don't look at me like that," you smiled. You both joined each other in small laughter. "He really is missing out, y'know. Any man would be lucky to have you," Steve looked at you with slightly hooded eyes. "That means a lot from you, Steve," you felt your cheeks turn a slight pink.

The music slowed down a little. The couples all began swaying together. Your eyes darted to Steve. "I always loved dancing," he mumbled before turning to smile at you. He extended his hand and you happily accepted.

Loki walked into the room trying to remain hidden. He didn't want to cause a commotion, but he did want to see you. He had even styled his hair and put on a nice black suit hoping to make you as happy as possible. He realized how rude and mean he had been being to you and wanted to make you smile even a little.

But what he saw blinded his good intention with rage. You were pressed up against Captain America swaying back and forth with him. Dancing. It outraged him. He rushed over to you, ripping you from Steve's arms, "Get off her!"

"What the hell," you blurted out confused on who had pulled you away. "Loki?" You felt a lump in your throat. He had his back to you, panting in Steve's face.

"Good to see you, Loki," Steve smiled at him. "Don't touch her ever again," Loki gritted through his teeth. "Look," he put his hand on Loki's shoulder, "You had your chance with her and blew it. We've all seen you both going back and forth for months now, you don't get to claim her when she's finally ready to be with someone else." Loki threw his hand back in and attempt to get Steve's hand off of him, but accidentally hit you in the process.

You stumbled back, grabbing your nose. "Oh my Gods. I am so sorry, Y/N," Loki reached for you, putting his hands on both of your arms. You pulled your hand away from your nose to see blood stained all over your palms. Your eyes widened. "You need to leave, Loki. It never fails for you to cause problems as soon as you get around us," Steve pinched the bridge of his nose as he grabbed Loki and turned him around. "I-I-I didn't mean to hit her," he argued, feeling more rage at Steve than he had before. Steve pushed him out of the way in an attempt to get to you. Loki was furious, grabbing the Captain away from you, "I told you not to touch her." Steve rolled his eyes, "Don't make this harder than it has to be, Loki." "Then stop touching her," Loki gritted as he balled his fist at his side.

You grabbed Loki's hand, "It's okay, let's go so I can get this blood off my face. Thank you, Steve. It was a wonderful dance."

You dragged him out of the party, leading him to the elevator that would take you to your room. The elevator ride was completely silent, but Loki did not release your hand the entire time until you got to your room. He closed the door behind him as you rushed to get into the bathroom. You washed the blood off your face and hands. You were certain some must've gotten on Loki as well.

He stood in the doorway of the bathroom. Distress written on his face. "I am so sorry," he mumbled. "I know you didn't mean it, Loki," you splashed water in your face.

"C'mere," you waved him over to the sink. You grabbed his hand, pushing up his sleeve. You wiped your blood off his hand with a warm towel. "Sorry for getting my blood all over you," you grinned slightly. "It's okay, Y/N," he smiled at you. He never did that. Not like this. There was a silence between you both as you pulled his sleeve back down to the spot it was before. Your hand lingered on his. He admired you.

"I have to tell you something," Loki broke the silence. Your eyes met his. "First, I'm sorry for treating you the way I have. You've done nothing but be kind to me and... I... I am so thankful for that. I am grateful for you, Y/N," his hand went to your cheek, you nuzzled your head against his hand. You rested your eyes feeling closer to Loki than you had ever felt. You felt him shift in front of you. Your eyes opened to see him leaning into you. His lips met yours.

"I want you to be mine, Y/N," he spoke softly before kissing you again. You broke the kiss, "You could've said that sooner, y'know? I didn't have to get my blood all over you to get you to admit your feelings." He smiled and laughed, "I'm sorry."

"You're lucky you're cute," you smiled placing your hands on the sides of his face. You brushed passed him wanting to take off your heals. You sat on the edge of your bed wrestling with the tiny buckle of the heal. Loki stared at you for a moment. "I was going to tell you earlier, but you look... gorgeous. Absolutely stunning, darling," he walked over and helped you get the buckle undone. He kneeled in front of you, taking each shoe off so you did not have to struggle further. "I can't believe you wore a suit to come pick a fight with Steve Rogers," you smiled. He glanced up at you, raising an eyebrow, "Gods always come to impress, love."

Loki hopped onto the bed beside you, laying on his back. You looked over your shoulder admiring the way his hair spread across your sheets. "Like what you see?" he spoke with closed eyes. You felt heat flood to your cheeks and other places. The longer you had looked at him the more irresistible he was growing. "You do look sexy," you bit your lip. That caught his attention. He sprang upright, "Wanna run that past me one more time?"

He leaned in close to your ear, "Let me hear you say it again and I can't promise I won't pin you down right now." Your face flashed red. You turned your head quickly, eyes scanning up and down his body. "Are you trying to seduce me, Mr. Laufeyson?" His tongue darted out and wetted his lower lip, eyebrows raised at you. There was a silence as the two of you stared at each other.

"Are we just going to sit here gawking at each other or are you going to let me have you?" Loki placed his hand on your thigh. Heat drizzled all over your body as goose bumps of anticipation scattered your skin. His hand slowly made its way further up your thigh, under your dress. You quickly crashed your lips into his, grabbing his face to pull him closer. "Oh, Loki," you breathed out. "That's what I want to hear, darling," he spoke in-between kisses. His other hand went to your lower back helping to lower your back onto the bed. He crawled on top of you. Looking down on you with a smirk, his hand went to your cheek caressing it, "Undress for me." The zipper on the side of your dress came down with ease. You pulled the dress over your head, laying under him in only your underwear. Dark eyes grazed down your body. "I always imagined what you'd look like under me, and I can say my imagination did not do you justice, my love," he grinned above you.

Your fingertips graze up his chest, grabbing his tie. Catching him off guard as you pulled his by the tie, "I want you, my lord." Cheeks shining red as heat flooded his entire body. Licking his teeth and swallowing the lump in his throat, he chuckled. "I like the sound of that," his pupils were blown. He crawled down your body, planting his face between your legs. His warm breath against your clothed opening sent arousal all throughout your body. His fingers played with the hem of your underwear, hooking his fingers under and removing them. “So pretty and wet for me, darling,” he growled at your opening. Dark eyes looked up at you from between your legs. He flattened his tongue against your opening, licking a stripe up it. You threw your head back with a moan of his name. He continued rhythmically against your opening. You squirmed and moaned under him, his dark eyes staring back at you. You felt the knot low in your stomach building with each lick he placed.

He leaned away, inhaling deeply. You took quick breaths at the loss of stimulation. He straightened his body looking down at you. He began taking off his tie, sweat beamed on his forehead. You watched as he hastily unbuttoned his shirt, taking it and his coat off in one motion. You admired his toned body. He was absolutely gorgeous. You felt a lump in your throat form and your mouth run dry. You had never been this nervous with any of your previous partners. Loki was different, a literal God. He ran his hand through his hair and huffed. One of his hands ran up your thigh, finding its way to your clit. He rubbed soft slow circles, almost as if he was teasing you. You closed your eyes and threw your head back, feeling yourself clinch around nothing. Your body craved for him.

Your small squeaks and moans were sending him over the edge. He was not sure how much longer he could go on. His hard cock was pressing against his dress pants, he could've swore he was dying from the anticipation. But he loved teasing you so much. He would never admit how nervous you made him. You were the first person to ever make him feel this way. His body was so flooded with heat, he had to get undressed. But not before he was done with you.

As he continued the motions on your clit, he slipped a finger inside you. You called out to him, breath escaping your lungs. His face was red. He has wanted to be inside you for so long and here you were bending to his will. He was drunk off his arousal. "You feel so good wrapped around my finger," his breathy voice barely got any words out. Your head was thrown back in pure bliss, you swore you would finish any second. He smirked down at you, "Finish for me, love." You had never thought he was as handsome as he was in this moment. He had you right where he wanted you and you were happy to be there. He pumped his finger and his thumb picked up speed. You could feel yourself right on the edge of bliss. He leaned down to whisper in your ear, "I said finish for me." You felt chills run down your body. He was being so demanding and you could not help but love every second of it. You turned your head to kiss him, feeling that you were about to finish. You called out to him as your walls clinched around him. He felt like he could have came in his pants the second he felt you finish around him. His mouth hung slightly open, heavy breaths leaving him as he stared in awe at you. "You're such a good girl, Y/N," he placed a kiss on your head before leaning to sit on hit legs.

He fumbled with his belt, unable to undo it on the first try. His anticipation was getting the better of him. He needed to be released, he had been fighting the stick member long enough. You sat up and helped him undo the belt. He stared at you with a soft expression, his pupils blown with lust more than ever before. You played with the lining of his pants, making eye contact with him. "What now, Laufeyson?" He swallowed the lump in his throat. You undid the button on his pants causing him to throw his head back with a groan. You slowly unzipped him. He felt like he was going to melt if you continued to tease him. The tip of your finger was slightly tucked into his pant line. You leaned and placed a kiss on his jugular. His lip quivered as a soft moan left him. "P-Please, Y/N," is all he could get out. He grabbed your wrist and guided your hand down his pants. You wrapped your hand around his clothed member, his hand guided you to slowly stroke him. His other hand was placed firmly against your waist.

You removed your hand from him momentarily. He growled in frustration, his eyes squinted shut. You quickly placed your hand back down his pants, this time grabbing his bare member. His eyes shot open and he stared into yours. You stroked him faster than before, he slightly grinded his hips into your hand. His hand left your waist and traveled up your body. It found its place lightly against your throat. He pulled you in for a deep kiss. His tongue intertwined with yours, he moaned into your mouth. "I want to cum inside you," he moaned in between kisses. You nodded, removing your hand from him.

He guided you onto your back, barely breaking the kisses you were sharing. He shimmied his pants off, his underwear going with it. You could not help but marvel at him. He held his cock in his hand, his body was covered in sweat. He stared at you with hooded eyes, slightly stroking himself while admiring your body. He was on top of you now, his cock poking at your opening. "I want you so badly, Y/N," he placed a kiss on your lips. You ran your hands up his chest, "I want you, too." His hand went to help guide himself inside you. He slowly began his way inside you, allowing you to adjust to him. You threw your head back, moaning his name. He began to thrust inside you. He grunted with each motion. "Gods, you feel so fucking good," he was open mouth moaning. You moaned at how good he felt inside you. Your post orgasm body was so sensitive and he was hitting every part just right. He could feel himself about to finish and sped up.

"I'm gonna cum, Y/N," he moaned before crashing his lips into yours. The two of you sloppily kissed as he finished inside you. His rhythm became messy. He was huffing above you, placing kisses on you wherever he could. You rubbed your hands up his back, admiring how muscular he was. "You're absolutely wonderful, Loki," you smiled at him, kissing him lovingly. He smiled a huge toothy grin at you. You swore you had never seen him smile so widely. He rolled over and laid beside you. "In all my years of existing, I have never felt the way I feel right now, Y/N," he looked over at you, "You make me unbelievably happy." He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his chest. He was so warm and you felt so comfortable with him. He kissed you on top of your head.

"We didn't even tell your brother 'Happy Birthday'," you laughed. Loki groaned, "I believe he will be fine if two people didn't tell him 'Happy Birthday,' love." You ran your fingers up and down his arm. He continued to place small kisses all over your face. You giggled when his kisses made their way down your neck. He pulled you on top of him, wrapping his arms tightly around you. The two of you beyond happy with post-sex glee. "Hopefully next time we do this, you won't have to give me a bloody nose first," you poked at his side. He dragged one of his hands down his face as his cheeks began glowing pink, "Don't remind me. I am so sorry, Y/N." You kissed him, "What a fun story to tell, right, Laufeyson?" He wrapped his arms around you, squeezing you. "It's not fun when you're the one giving the bloody nose," he gritted through his teeth before decorating your face in kisses. Both of you could not help but laugh it off.

You rested your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. He rubbed his hand up and down your back. The two of you laid around your room for the rest of the night.

~~~

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sorryimananti-romantic · 1 month

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hi! i just wanted to come on here to firstly ask a question, then praise your work!

first, my question is what’s your writing process? whenever i try to write, i always end up getting distracted because i worry so much about how i start the story. should i begin with a line of dialogue? should i start with a rhetorical question/vague backstory that leads into a character’s current situation? should i just start with action straight off the bat? i literally never know. there are some days where i get the inspiration to write all day, but i never end writing anything because i get stuck on the intro or research.

i even have a document with the first few paragraphs of multiple works that i like just to see how these wonderful pieces start. one document of mine is like one page long and it’s only filled with possible intros. LITERALLY NOTHING ELSE!! and they’re all so different from each other! yours always lead into the story so well and they’re never the same, so i applaud you!

anyways, onto your well deserved praise! you are literally the only writer on this site that i genuinely look forward to. when you released guerilla, i literally squealed and i don’t do that. maybe a giggle here and there, but never a squeal. not only do you write long stories (which i personally prefer. 20k - 50k words? AND it’s good writing?? you deserve a kiss on the head from God himself!), but quality writing, good punctuation, no overused dialogue tags, badass reader characters, and always a happy ending. you’re truly a godsend! especially because of your happy endings (and badass reader character— emphasis on badass). there’s this one seonghwa piece that’s like over 50k words, but it doesn’t have a happy ending so i haven’t read it. for me, fiction should end with the reader being happy so if i won’t be happy at the end, i don’t want to read it. but that never happens with you. i’m sure i’ve read all your pieces at least once and i can positively say that i’m always smiling like an idiot after i finish.

overall, you’re a writer that i learn from and you’re writing is absolutely awesome. keep up the good work and make sure to take care of yourself! i may not know you personally, but that doesn’t mean i can’t think you deserve all the good things in the world for creating a universe that readers can get immersed in and forget about reality for some time. all for free at that too. you deserve the world and more. so does everyone else reading this though! can’t wait for your next release! you’re awesome!!

omygod. this has to be the best message i have ever received and i'm smiling so hard. i read this like three times before i came up with a few words to respond (if you know me, you also know i struggle with this ahaha 😭)

first of all, thank you so much for the praise, i can't tell you how much this means to me and this came at the right time- perhaps, you're godsend for me! (struggling with this one fic and i refuse to write anything else until i finish this one bc it's collected dust for far too long now). you squealed when you saw guerrilla? 😭 you prefer long stories? 😭 and you like happy endings? 😭😭 that's me yes ahaha

thank you so much, glad to have another person here who likes the length of my fics (bc of you all i have been physically unable to keep my oneshots short). i'm glad my writing style appeals to you! i know my english isn't perfect but thank you for appreciating it! one thing i refuse to write is a basic reader character (not that we don't like a basic reader character once in a while-- i just always gotta add a little sth 😭) (might write a basic reader soon tho ahaha) as for the happy endings, i do have a few tragedies planned for the year but you're absolutely right-- we love our happy endings. if i have to make sth tragic, it will be ending on a bittersweet, it-had-to-be-this-way note and i hope i can write it well and i hope you read that whenever i post it too! i'd love to hear what you think of it (it's far in the future but one day i will)

to answer your question, my writing process for a long time was literally just sit and write whatever's coming to me. most of my fics have been spontaneous like that-- sudden impulse, unplanned everything, just a general idea of the roles of the main characters and a basic idea of the plot-- not even the ending. i don't like to plan the ending, actually. i like to simply plan how it begins, what the key points are, and the ending comes naturally from there.

one thing i've started doing recently is just write my thoughts in a paragraph or bulletpoints (bc i have the memory of a goldfish) but it helps if you want to prefer planning and then writing. the most important advice i can give to anyone here is to not be afraid to write. literally write whatever you want, and do not be afraid to edit. or even rewrite. cannot stress this enough. i'll give an example:

with guerrilla, i had the trope: serial killer/doctor/biker yunho and crime fiction writer reader. no background of the characters. no ending in mind. simply that they were housemates, there will be dark humour involved and yunho will gradually warm up to the reader. that was literally all i had! when i opened the doc to write, i thought about how i would want it to start-- i think with intros, you gotta write sth that gives the readers a basic idea of where they are, why they are there, who they are, etc. and then you can continue the story, so you gotta shape the intro to attract their attention with a general idea, right? now i just went with the flow, wrote whatever i wanted to, and whenever i would add some detail, i would go back and edit it in- either in the form of dialogue or some foreshadowing (we love foreshadowing). when i thought of their tragic past? went back again to edit that in. so basically just a series of writing, editing what's written, cutting what looks unnecessary now, and voila.

so how should you start your story? depends on the story. sometimes, it needs to start with action when it's an action heavy plot, right? we would like to find ourselves in a middle of a fight or sth like that to set the tone immediately. so whatever the theme of your story is, you gotta set the tone in the first part! also, don't be afraid to start from wherever you want- you can always add parts later! like my series take me home-- i literally started from the middle and when i came up with a plot twist that supported what i wrote, i went back and wrote the first half LOL and then i planned the ending from there. i think readers also prefer if you don't add unnecessary details/scenes in the beginning, yeah? fillers are for inside the story, not in the beginning or the ending.

also, don't be afraid to experiment! write what you're the most comfortable writing, don't be too hung up on research and facts-- you can literally make anything up because it's fiction. it's your world and your rules. i literally make up whole new universes to save myself from the hassle of real-life technicalities (you may have noticed how i never use real places or setting lmao). if you have an idea that you really want to write, start with there, and simply, write. let the words flow, let it go wherever your mind takes you. you'll find your hands typing by themselves! you can worry about if it's good or not later, just write! (you won't believe me but as i'm finishing writing a fic, i begin to kind of hate it. no amount of reassurances convince me that it's good enough bc i am the writer. i still post and when i receive feedback, that's when i realise it might be good! and when some time has passed and i reread it, i'm sometimes amazed- i wrote that? how will i top that? and the cycle continues 😔✌️)

also, thank you for that sweet little msg at the end 🥹 literally sending my best to you. you deserve all the good things too! i'm glad you're able to get yourself lost in the universe i create for my fics, that means i'm doing a good job 🥹 thank you again! <33 i hope you won't be afraid to write and simply wing it LOL that's how i do it and you know what?

the most unplanned and spontaneous fics have been the most loved here.

#just write is literally the best advice i can give LOL #it sounds like a joke but literally #the fics that i just wrote without planning driven by pure impulse #are ppl's favourite here (and mine too)#this was such a lovely ask #thank you again!#yumi.asks

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I don't know really and I try not to be biased but I have the feeling that George tends to make more mistakes when it comes to moments where he has a lot of pressure on himself (I'm thinking about the last lap last year in Singapore) while Carlos has a colder mind when it comes to thinking sharp and fast while being at 300 mph. I think both have a lot to prove still ngl. But we can't forget the amazing debut he did when Lewis got covid soooo not a banal question imho. What do u think?

hiii carla dearestttt 🥰 okay so i was just talking to @vro0m about this and basically what it comes down to, for me, is whether or not i think they can win the wdc. i think george can, and i dont think carlos could. carlos might be more consistent due to his experience and he might keep a level head, but i dont think he has the calculating adaptability when sth goes wrong with the car that george has. i also dont think carlos would be able to survive the williams tbh (i keep giggling because that is truly a moment for a "saint george fights a dragon" reference). i also think all the results so far are maximum of what carlos can offer, while i believe george can do much more with his way of driving and adapting to the cars.

i guess we'll see in the future tbh, i'll leave myself space to be surprised.

love to you ❤️

oh also i forgot. singapore was a fucking GREAT race for carlos tbh.

#akira answers asks #carla tag ❤️

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thebeanofdoom · 11 months

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Spreading the SoapGaz agenda

I've noticed a critical lack of SoapGaz content in the CoD fandom so I'm determined to fill that hole myself, even if it takes me ages. So, here, have some headcanons that I've made up in my little gremlin brain.

Gaz was the first to fall in love with Soap and he realized it while watching the Scot try and balance various items on a sleeping Price's hat without waking him up

Soap on the other hand didn't realize he was in love with his best friend until said best friend almost took another tumble out of a chopper if Soap hadn't lurched forward and pulled him back by the front of his vest, toppling them both back onto the floor of the chopper and making Gaz land on top of him

Cue the gay panic of having our pretty boy Gaz right on top of him, add to that a big dose of adrenaline and Gaz thanking him in a breathless voice and there you have it: one gay as hell Scotsman by the name of Soap McTavish

Neither of them wanted to confess for fear of ruining their friendship, but Gaz especially had a problem keeping his feelings for the Scot under wraps so he went to Price to rant and rave about how "He smiled at me when we sparred and it was so worth the fist to the jaw"

Price doesn't get paid enough to deal with this

It all ends when Soap forgets one of his journals on a table in their rec room, going off to do sth else and Gaz walked in and saw it

Now, usually Gaz would never look at Soap's journal without his express permission but the Scot had been extremely jumpy lately, whenever Gaz got too close to him while he was sketching Lord knows what, so he was a lot tiny bit curious

He quickly checked if anyone was around before picking the journal up and it flipped open on the most recent drawing

Gaz froze when he saw himself on the page, a simple black and white pencil drawing of his face in various angles, smiling, frowning, concentrated

Was this how Soap saw him? And then he noticed something scribbled at the bottom of the page and his heart damn near beat out of his chest

There, at the bottom of the page were what seemed to be song lyrics: All my emotions feel like explosions when you are around

"Gaz?" Said man startled as he heard Soap's voice behind him. He didn't even try to hide the journal in his hand, his heart almost beating out of his chest as he turned to the man of his affections

Soap's gaze dropped to the journal in Gaz' hand, specifically what page the other man had been looking at and flushed a very attractive shade of red

Soap tried to get out some kind of explanation but he didn't get far before Gaz stepped closer in big strides, grabbed the Scot by the shirt and pulled him into a kiss

"I like you too," Gaz murmured after they broke apart, resting their foreheads against each other and gazing into each other's eyes

"That's what I was hoping this kiss meant," Soap smiled

After that they became the sickeningly sweet couple that would give anyone diabetes from how disgustingly cute they were together (Ghost's words)

Price was just glad he didn't have to listen to Gaz rant about Soap's stupid mohawk that "the fucker somehow managed to pull off" or how sexy the Scot looked while lifting weights

To get revenge Price sat them all down and proceeded to pull out a safe sex lecture, including a powerpoint and free condoms

"No! Absolutely the fuck not! I got the talk from mah father once, never again!" Soap yelled, cherry red in the face and dragged a similarly mortified Gaz out of the room with him while Ghost cackled like a madman (he did grab the free condoms on the way out though :))

So, this kind of ran away with me and turned into more of a "getting together" ficlet but oh well, what can you do. I hope you liked it and if you got any other ideas for short fics, headcanons or otherwise CoD related shenanigans, come yell at me in my asks

#its a crime how little content there is for these two #guess I gotta do it myself if no one else will #soap x gaz #gazsoap #soapgaz #call of duty #cod mw2 #call of duty modern warfare 2 #mw2 #john soap mactavish #john mctavish #kyle gaz garrick #gaz #captain john price #ghost call of duty #john price #simon ghost riley

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