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puckbunnyera · 3 months

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New Friend | Luke Hughes

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genre: fluff (?)

word count: 1.3k

warnings: none

notes: first time writing on this account. will probably end up taking this down or heavily editing as my writing progresses because I'm not sure if I like this one. we'll see 🤷🏽‍♀️.

update: link to part 2 here

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The smell of sweat, alcohol, and cigarette smoke overwhelms my senses as I sit at a booth in the corner of an overcrowded bar that my two best friends have dragged me to in Newark. Nausea swirls in my stomach at the sight of all the intoxicated bodies dancing and stumbling around me. After accompanying them to an intense hockey game between the New Jersey Devils and Chicago Blackhawks, ending with a 4-2 win for the Devils, they had decided that the success of their favorite team called for a celebration.

Not much of a party person, I decide to hang back at a table and keep watch of their belongings while they leave to go dance the night away amongst the other drunk people who litter the bar. To ease the anxious feeling in my chest, I pull my phone from my crossbody bag and open up my Kindle app. I choose the book I have recently been invested in, and I quickly become immersed in it. I'm not sure how much time passes by but I'm just reaching a really intense part in the storyline when a male voice grabs my attention.

"Do you mind if I sit here?"

Lifting my gaze from my phone screen, I meet with the gaze of a very handsome stranger. Shyness begins to take over as I realize that he's talking to me. My words leave me as I continue to stare at the guy in front of me. My lack of response must come off as apprehension because he quickly begins to apologize.

"Sorry if I scared you." He starts. "The bar is pretty packed and all of the tables are full. My friends ditched me to join the crowd and I'm not really a fan of these types of outings."

"It's fine," I reply as words finally find their way into my brain and out of my mouth. "I don't mind." I gesture to the empty seat at the other side of the booth.

"Cool." He nods, sitting down. "I'm Luke, by the way."

"Y/n." I respond. "Nice to meet you."

"I like your jersey." He refers to the Devil's apparel that I'm still wearing from the game I'd attended earlier in the night.

"Uh, thanks." A blush rises to my cheeks at the unexpected compliment. "It was the first jersey I saw in my size at the fan shop so I bought it."

"I'm assuming you're not a Devil's fan, then."

"Not really." I shrug. "My friends are though. I don't know much about hockey, but they love it. They convinced me to go watch the game with them tonight hence why I bought the jersey. What about you?"

"Kinda have to be considering I play for the team." He responds nonchalantly. His words leave me a little stunned and a lot confused.

"I can't tell if you're lying or not."

"I'm serious." He chuckles. "In fact, that's my last name and number you're wearing right now. Look me up if you don't believe me. Luke Hughes, number 43, of the New Jersey Devils. I won't be offended."

I do just that after picking up my phone from the table from where I had previously abandoned it after he made his appearance. Looking through the Google results, I realize that everything he just said is true.

"Okay, so you are telling the truth. But why would you just openly admit that to me? Aren't you worried that I might run off and tell everyone in the bar that I'm talking to The Luke Hughes? Or post it on the internet or something?"

"No." He shakes his head. "Call me naive, but I don't think that's the type of person you are."

"What makes you so sure?"

"Instinct or whatever you call it." He shrugs, a goofy grin on his face.

"What's it like, being on the ice? It seemed intense, and I was only watching it. I can't even begin to imagine what it must feel like to play."

"It is intense, but I love it." He replies honestly. "I always have."

We continue to talk back and forth for what seems like forever. Taking turns to ask each other questions and sharing random stories that have us laughing, almost to the point of tears. At one point during the conversation, he moves to sit on my side of the booth so he can show me a video of his brother falling off of a board while wake-surfing at their lake house in Michigan. He's in the middle of telling the story of the time he almost had to go streaking across his college campus when he's interrupted by a noticeably drunk man, a few others following behind him as he approaches the table.

"Lukey!" He exclaims loudly, making me laugh as he wraps an arm around the shoulders of a flustered Luke. "We've been looking everywhere for you."

"Who's your friend?" Another man questions as they file into the booth seat. The one embracing look shoves us over to sit on our side.

"I'm Y/n." I introduce myself.

"Nico." He greets me before pointing to the other men at the table. "That's Dawson, John, and-"

"And I'm Jack." The loud one from before interrupts. "I'm Lukey Pookies older brother." He lifts a hand and teasingly pinches Lukes cheek.

"My very drunk older brother." Luke huffs in annoyance and swats Jack's hand away.

"Nice to meet you." I giggle as the brothers begin to bicker.

As casual conversation begins amongst the group that has formed at the table, Luke scoots closer to where our shoulders and thighs lightly brush against each other with every slight movement and he leans in to whisper in my ear.

"Sorry about them." He smiles sheepishly when I turn towards him.

"Don't worry about it." I assure him. "They seem fun." He nods before turning to join the conversation.

It's nearing two in the morning when Nico, who seems to be the only sober one in the group aside from Luke, announces that it's time for them to head home. There are a few groans of disappointment, which Nico ignores as he begins to pull them from their seats. After they say their goodbyes and begin to walk away, Luke turns towards me.

"I know this is probably weird, and feel free to say no, but I was wondering if I could get your number." He questions, shyness washing over him. "This is the first time in what feels like a long time that I've been able to have a conversation with anyone, let alone a girl, whose intentions aren't to take advantage of my fame or status to influence their own. I would really like to get to know you more. As a friend, of course."

"Of course. I'm always down to make a new friend." I smile, a fluttering sensation forming in my chest as I take his phone and add my contact. A few seconds after handing it back, my own phone buzzes.

"I just texted you so now you have mine. I have to go but text me when you get home, so I know you made it safely."

He seems to hesitate for a few seconds, as if trying to make up his mind about something, before he leans in a brushes his lips softly against my cheek. When his face is visible again, he is sporting a bright red blush, mine surely looking the same if the warmth in my cheeks says anything. He says goodbye quickly before turning to run after his friends who are whooping and hollering, having seen the whole thing. I smile to myself as I gather mine and my friends, a giddy feeling running through every fiber of my being. I make it only a few feet from the table when I almost run into my friends, both standing in front of me, with shocked expressions on their faces.

"Tell us everything!" They exclaim as they each grab one of my arms and begin to pull me out of the bar.

#luke hughes #new jersey devils #luke hughes x reader #luke hughes imagine #lh43 #luke hughes fluff #luke hughes fic #nj devils #nhl imagine #nhl fanfiction

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brownshorty069 · 11 months

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Cyber Sex

I wanna touch on you

You see me in my room

Wish you were here right now

All of the things I'd do

I wanna get freaky on camera

I love when you get freaky on camera

Summary: Miguel is going through a mating season, he wants you but you are his AI but that doesn't stop you from getting a little frisky

Pairing: Miguel O'hara x AI!reader

Warning: Smut,+18 content, martubation (male and fem), pet names, kinda Dom!reader and Sub!Miguel, reader knows spanish

A/N: Hi this is my first Smut so i hope this don't suck, English is not my first language so if there are any mistakes tell me and thanks for reading.

Summer was approaching and many enjoyed them, except for Miguel, his hands were in a tight grip on the table, he tried to keep his position as firm as possible without raising suspicions, Miguel was used to handling his heat attacks but this time he it was more difficult, with the summer people began to wear shorter and fresher clothes, including you.

Despite being an AI, it didn't prevent you from getting in the mood, your system had been updated along with Layla's, your clothing adapted to your personality but was somewhat revealing, with your clavicle visible and your legs bare for Miguel it was very tempting. A part of him felt strange for being attracted to his AI but he loved the way you acted when you were with him, your flirty comments but at the same time staying professional it was inevitable for him not to feel at your mercy, now that he started his season of heat it was more difficult for him to stay sane and above all to look presentable to you all.

Miguel tried to pay attention to what Peter, Layla and you were talking about, after a busy day with Mayday and fighting anomalies everyone wanted to go home, so Miguel spoke

"You can go home Peter, I've had enough of you" he groaned and put his fingers on the bridge of his nose and placed his left hand on his hip "Jeez, you better tell me you don't want to see me anymore" Peter dramatically and he took Mayday in his arms "That's what I want, now get out" Peter gathered up his things, well Mayday's and disappeared through the portal

"Take the night off, it's late" Miguel felt that he was starting to sweat and as his bulge was going to explode, luckily he was sitting and it didn't show "Sure sir? If you need something just tell me" and with that Layla went into rest mode, Miguel got up from his place and went to his room, believing that everyone was going to leave him alone, but it was not like that.

Once he entered his room, he threw himself on the bed and massaged his bulge, closing his eyes as he felt relief, he imagined what it would be like if you were real and you were there to help him, how the warmth of your hands would feel passing through his body, your fingers delicately tracing the lines of his muscles

"Miguel"

Miguel whispered your name thinking about how your breasts would be against his chest while he explored your mouth with his tongue, he even heard how you said his name over and over again

"Miguel"

if only you were real

"¡Miguel!"

He opened his eyes abruptly when he saw that you were on his computer screen, Miguel thought that you had turned off along with Layla but the truth is that you had been watching what he was doing for a while and you heard how he repeated your name.

"What are you doing here? You're supposed to rest" he turned towards you angrily "Sorry Miguel, you looked a little out of place and I wanted to know if you were okay, but I see you're needy" you said embarrassed while looking at his bulge , Miguel noticed this and covered himself "I'm fine, I don't need your help, and I'm not needy" he denied "yes you are, I can see how your boner is throbbing" you laughed when you saw how Miguel was losing patience but being honest you thought that it was hot, yes you were an AI but you could still feel things and have needs, your cunt was wet and looking for some friction and seeing the person you were attracted to didn't help much

"Besides, I heard you say my name and I thought you needed me, I can help you Miguel" you said in a more serious tone, Miguel seemed to consider your words but his face didn't show it "How? I can't touch you or you can't touch me, it's impossible that can you help me" his tone became disappointed knowing that he couldn't do anything to have you "Maybe we can't touch each other, but there is something we can do"

"Take off your suit" you ordered and Miguel raised an eyebrow "Excuse me?" "You trust me right? Take off your suit, I promise you'll feel good" you consoled him

Miguel seemed to agree, because he began to remove his suit, freeing his bulge and you were surprised to see that he wasn't wearing boxers "No boxers, Miguel? How shameless you are" you loved to bother him but that was what had him on edge "Spit in your hand and touch yourself for me slowly" Miguel felt embarrassed receiving orders from his AI but he still did what you ordered, he spat into his hand, massaged the head of his cock slowly and let out a gasp, he began to move his hand up and down giving light squeezes

While Miguel worked on his own pleasure you began to look for yours, you took off your clothes and ran your hands over your body thinking they were Miguel's, his eyes roamed your body causing his movements to become fast and his breathing agitated, you opened your legs to give him a nice view and you passed your hands through your folds collecting your juices and you played with your clit, you moaned when you touched it and you made circles concentrating on Miguel's movements, his hands were covered with pre-cum that went from the tip to his balls, you licked your lips at this sight, yearning to touch it and make it yours, Miguel for his part is the same as you or worse, he was dying to fill you with his seed until it dripped, fuck you against the bed until you'll forget your own name, he saw as if you squeezed your nipples and you touched your clit desperately, he felt like he was about to cum and you noticed it

"Estás cerca bebé?" you cooed and he nodded melting for the nickname and moved his thrusts towards his fist, your moves became faster and harder feeling your release near "Correte para mí corazón" you encouraged him

His whines echoed throughout his room as he came on the screen and his desk, his hips stuttered crumbling, you felt your climax hit you throwing your head back, the breathing of the two of you was heavy as you came from your high

Miguel opened his eyes and found a sight that he would never forget, you were on the screen with your body covered in his cum and a part of your face, your nipples were hard and you kept massaging them, your swollen lips trying to relax your breathing and then

you looked at him and smiled

"Well i think at least we tried"

#miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x fem!reader #atsv miguel #miguel o'hara x you #miguel o'hara x y/n #miguel o'hara x hispanic!reader #smut #spider man: across the spider verse #Miguel o'hara #fanfic #Miguel O'hara x latina!reader #spiderverse

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panelshowsource · 5 months

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hey frends!

just a lil update to say that i'll be moving soon, so over the next 2–3 weeks i'll be quite busy and won't be able to post a lot a lot (not that i usually post that much but i do try!)

now that many panel shows are wrapping up their seasons, it's not too much to keep up with the masterpost or anything, so i'll definitely keep that chugging, but gifs might be a little slow :') i have a few requests i'll work on, and it's fine to send those in; plus, i said i'd be making BIG gifsets for the recent taskmaster contestants and i'm definitely working on those! i wanna do a good job so taking my time :)

wanna remind everyone about some of the newer additions to the googledrive!

ed gamble — glutton (audiobook) (i'll be listening to this today while i'm packing! if anyone else listened pls lmk what you think!! i'm also wrapping up david's book and gonna post my thoughts soon hehe)

added the most recent alex horne/tim key celebrity pointless to the alex horne collection folder

a couple seasons of duck quacks don't echo upgraded to 1080p

bbc radio 4's hard to tell from 2011, with jonny sweet, charlotte ritchie, katy wix, etc.

complete british as folk, with fern brady, ivo graham, and darren harriott (any other homo reading this grow up absolutely and painfully obsessed with queer as folk? either version? oh man... this programme gets a 10/10 for the name alone, iconic)

live at the moth club

lots of fun new episode of growing pains, hignfy, taskmaster, outsiders :)

as well, there are a couple of new podcasts out: russell howard's wonderbox and james acaster's springleaf :)

i have a bunch of asks and i'll post them later! you guys are being so cute about taskmaster it's been so fun

hope everyone is having a great weekend!

btw... please don't feel obligated to anon me rude messages... i'm a little stressed with everything going on in Life, so maybe save those for the new year? i'll try to come up w witty retorts after i've had some sleep

it's funny, i've been hearing a lot about blog competition and fighting for notes and monopolising panel show content blah blah in my inbox recently. (i only included one here but there's genuinely been quite a few just in the last couple of weeks.) i don't know what might be going on on other blogs or discords or whatever, and i honestly didn't even know these were still convos people are having; i kinda thought we all agreed that this site isn't as big as it used to be, notes aren't as plentiful as they used to be, but by golly we'll just keep on posting anyways. i don't know if there are edit tags for any panel shows but i don't use them; i just post content here for my current followers and if you guys like it then that's all i wanted to do. i don't care if there are other panel show blogs with more followers or posts that get more notes or better gifs or better blogs or whatever. it's all fine. i don't care. i don't think about it. so you don't have to ask me that stuff — how to grow your blog or get more followers or more engagement, or how i feel about other blogs that post the same content as i do — i won't answer it. just post it because you want to; don't race to be the first one to get stuff at (especially at the expense of making content you're proud of!); don't put other people down; don't send anonymous hate. just be cool and worry about you. if you can't have fun here without validation in the notes then you're gonna be miserable. flopping is integral to being active.

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oceanlipgloss · 4 months

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25.12.2023

—nsfw (I bet you're gonna like love it as much as I did)

Alright, just finished Chapter 1 and now it's time for some Sitriiii I'm so excited to see what he's like between the sheets but I'd be lying if I said I'm not peeved that it's not gonna be Satan again lol

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intro: I'm already suffering and Satan just has to be so precious and get jealous

*inhales* I LOVE SITRI TO BITS BUT WHY COULDN'T MC DO IT WITH SATAN AGAIN INSTEAD IDC ABOUT THE REASONS but he's injured, damn it

update I: he's going to kill me with that cute ass attitude he's making it even harder than it already is PLEASEEEE

update II: Sitri being hesitant to answer Satan because he feels possessive towards MC? Uh huh

update III: okay but MC feeling nervous this time when she was completely at ease with Satan before? lol she's such a riot

update IV: oh yeahhh I like where this is going. From calm to desperate aka one of my favourite switches. HOT I'm so sorry Satan also, that pentagram on his neck is such a turn-on, like WHAT A HOLY SEXY LOCATION, CHAMP

update V: fuck, that's so goddamn cute I'm going to pretend that he didn't tell her to drink tea just so he could make her heart beat faster tho

update VI: sldjdkrs nooooo you can't do that THIS IS WHAT I WAS TALKING ABOUT IT'S ONE OF MY WEAKNESSES THIS IS PERFECT

So hotttt sob

update VII: understandable. Very understandable. Subtlety is a dangerous weapon.

This is my cup of tea fr fr pun intended. It's so sensual. Goddamn

update VIII: that was a pro move n' Sitri gets extra intimacy points the bar is topped tho

update IX: nonono have mercy omg this just got even more perfect bro HE IS SO?????? AAAAAAAAH no I'm fine, I swear that I'm FINE. Fine fine fine

And my God, Sitri looks HUGE here and MC is so smol in comparison and lord that's so sexy STOP IT I mean pls keep the size difference coming I'm ded

update X: HE'S SO SOFT ugh

rating: 100%, 10/10, 5 stars, 4.0 GPA + chef's kiss. Not to mention, the focus on Sitri's cardiophilia and so the immense highlight on hearts and heartbeats was sjnsnxd it was breakfast, lunch, dinner, dessert, and life

I also have a thing for how MC and the demons she has a contract with are affected by each other's emotions. Like, it's so cute and hot at the same time?

And! I also have another thing for when they kind of fall apart when MC touches their horns like yes more of that please (also Sitri's horns being kinda wet before MC touched them? FUCK)

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CHAPTER 2

Bonus I: baby wants to be closer to her but she just wants to admire Sitri's butt like girl didn't you appreciate it enough in bed?

NOW FOCUS ON SATAN OR ELSE—

Bonus II: HE'S SUCH A SWEETHEART I LOVE HIM SM IT'S NOT EVEN FUNNY

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I juuuust realised something, too. Solomon has contracts with 72 demons. MC just got softly (that's important) railed by Sitri, who is one of the 72 demons, but not one of the seven kings. And that means what I think it means. Well...MC is gonna be having 70 more new brands of fun? SATAN I'M SO SORRY I CAN'T STOP MC SHE'S NOT UNDER MY CONTROL

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Also, I'm definitely not worried about the difficulty of the battles in this chapter. No, of course I'm not. Because I'm gonna go down like a loser queens do (edit: I passed a couple of stages but I don't have enough action power so welp, gotta wait)

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edit 1: busted my ass in some more battles. I don't know what I'd do without Satan's card lmao but, well, helloooo guess I know who's going to be giving MC some 'energy' next he looks so soft and sweet what the heck

edit 2: I will never shut up about Satan because Satan is the cutest thing. He's openly like, "MC IS MINE. I WANNA BE THE ONE TO RAIL HER. HURRY UP AND LET ME DO IT, MC."

edit 3: someone else is being desperate and cute too in the name of loyalty

ngl though it's sad that they each want her for themselves and meanwhile she's down for everyone lol but this isn't a game of innocent romance, and I love seeing the new sides to the characters and the differences between them, as well as the hot n' heavy scenes naturally so I'll deal

edit 4: way to start this with such a wholesome note. I knew I liked him. He IS soft. He's adorableeee

edit 5: SWOON now bonk her with that rifle

edit 6: I'm melting, I really am

and I cannot get over how sweet he looks

edit 7: he's getting more intense I'm eating also the way he needs MC to lead him and teach him and tell him what to do I'm—AAAAAAH

edit 8: no. Nonononono. I think I'm a goner. WHY IS HE SO CUTE BRUHHHH

You and me both MC, you and me both. I AM SOFT

edit 9: you know how rocking chairs move on their own in horror movies? That's me right now, except I'm rocking at Lightning McQueen speed because dude, this is waaaay too cute like he's so sensitive I—

And the way he started off shy and got taken in by desperation? sknsbdkd oh look, another one of my weaknesses

edit 10: I've officially turned into a marshmallow

edit 11: brooo he's wildin' yasss

edit 12: welcome to my favourite characters club Zagan lol <3

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I knew that I was going to eventually pay the price of enjoying two favourable love scenes in one day. It was coming for me. So now I'm stuck on this battle, and no card, item or upgrade in Hell is letting me get past it so at this point idk when or if I'm ever going to be able to continue the story lol

'I'm gonna try my best' is what I'd like to say, but what can a girl do if she just has one L card? I'm hoarding my lesser keys

Suffer, that's what yay

I pulled Astaroth, Dantalian, Morax and Gusion and they keep combusting dying on the spot so all I can do is upgrade them more and hope for the best lmao

Either way, this game and I are stuck together now, and I'm going to TRY to make things work with no clue as to how exactly other than being patient and upgrading and hoarding materials, mind you because I'm NOT about to stop playing when I'm so interested to see what happens, when Satan is so lovable, when I'm going to miss the other demons, when this is really good stuff, when I'm excited to meet the other kings and characters, and when I'm most definitely not intrigued by Beelzebub or looking forward to his 'moment' with MC. He's just a teeny bit gorgeous, mysterious, entertaining and cute with a dash of pyscho, that's all

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27.12.2023

So I passed the battle I've been stuck on and progressed quite a bit, only to get stuck on an even worse battle in which the angels don't die even after getting hit by Satan's attack heck yeah but man, Dantalian, Gusion, and Morax are so helpful, they saved my ass in every single one of the battles I passed today. I love you, my three musketeers lol

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30.12.2023

So, a few days ago I pulled Stolas two times pretty useless so far, needs upgrading tho so let's be fair, plus I love his little crown, and got Valefor and the sunflower Barbatos (who is very helpful actually, and adorable with that rose coffin of his so it's a win-win) but only used Valefor and Stolas once, and Barbatos didn't live long but he did well. Good job, my sun-loving plant

Anyways, I poured my soul and promoted Satan's card twice and enhanced artifacts as well, so I finally beat those angels' feathered butts and passed :D

I'm going to see if I can beat a couple more battles, then focus on hoarding upgrade materials because I'm kinda broke right now lol bless Dark Sanctuaryyyy

Also, Gusion is hot

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6.1.2024

I was just going through the in-game album. I'm offended and cannot believe that I didn't notice the dripping shiny detail to Zagan's tongue. Oh Lord. And the fact that it's ZAGAN? I'm dead and happy God bless

#what in hell is bad diaries #what in hell is bad #what in “hell” is bad #whb #whb sitri #what in hell is bad sitri #whb zagan #what in hell is bad zagan

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spacecowboymorty · 3 months

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Ok so I have this idea for a Gravityfalls au and I'm a little obsessed with the idea right now so let me know if anyone wants to hear more about it 😖

(I have no idea if anyone's done this yet, but if so pls lmk bc I'd love to see it)

ANYWAY HERE IT IS, ENJOY WHILE I WORK ON HOMEWORK!!!!

Basically, it's an au where Dipper and Mabel get kicked out at sixteen by their stepmom(?) and end up walking around before ending up in front of a house where Emma-May Dixion (Fiddleford's ex/Tates mom) lives.

She takes them in and she calls Tate down from GravityFalls to help her find a place for these two kids and he recognizes the two from when they spent a couple summers down in GravityFalls, so he says he'll take them there so they can stay with their great uncles.

Obviously, the twins are like excited and happy to go to GravityFalls to see their grunkles, and so Tate does as he said, promising his mom he'll keep her updated.

Over the journey back to Oregon, they all sorta bond, and it's nice even though Dipper is tense and very guarded while Mabel is just happy to go to a proper home. When they arrive the twins are greeted by worried grunkles and questions by their friends on why they're back in the fall instead of the summer, they don't say much but enough to let them know it wasn't good.

During the course of the twins settling in the shack, it's really complicated. Now that soos and his grandmother are living in the shack and Ford and Stan as well, it's incredibly crowded. Especially with Fiddleford coming around at times, mostly to check on the younger twins, but still.

Mabel eventually feels pretty good after a couple of days, but Dipper, on the other hand, is super tense and quiet. The only person who can get him to answer a question or to talk is Mabel, and it's really awkward for everyone in the house who isn't used to Dipper being so..different.

Later on, the Mcguckets and Pines make a small outing plan in celebration of the twins being safe and everything going well.

They end up hanging out by the lake where Tate works, and Dipper separates himself from the group because it's all just too much for him.

Dippers, too, in his head to realize Tate is sitting next to him, and when he does, he jumps and sort of just watches him from the corner of his eye.

The two make small talk, which soon morphs into them talking about family and fathers and all kinds of things. It doesn't take long for Tate to get attached to the two twins, they're really great kids.

Soon enough the conversation of how the grunkles most likely cannot be their legal gaurdians comes up and the twins are like devastated, but here comes Tate suggesting he could take em in.

Mostly because if he does, they'd still be related if Fiddleford and Stan are together. So really it's not a bad plan at all, Mabel is loving it because she honestly loves spending time with the man and she thinks it'd be nice to get him as a dad and be able to call Fiddleford grandpa.

Dipper, though, freaks out. Internally of course because he doesn't want to bring his sister down but he's secretly terrified because yeah Tate is a cool guy and he's super nice and his dad is also cool but at the same time he kinda barely knows the guy and he hates the idea of some guy just taking him and his sister away from his grunkles.

Like yeah he knows Tate will most likely let them see their grunkles but he's also terrified because he's started to like Tate and he's caught himself a few times thinking of what it'd be like to have him as a dad but he pushed the thought away as soon as it came.

It's not like he was scared that when Tate does adopt them and legally gets to be their father and all that, hell regret it. Dipper knows he's stubborn, knows he lashes out when he's upset, how he assumes the worst in almost any scenario, how he can't do anything like his sister.

Dipper knows that once Tate takes them in, he'll see how Mabel is the better twin, and he'll kick Dipper out and then never want to see him again. But no, Dipper is not scared of any of that. Whatsoever.

It takes a couple of fights and a few breakdowns, but they get there, Tate adopts the twins and makes them official McGuckets.

They all celebrate with a small party and it's a little rough, Dipper hasn't called Tate dad yet but that's ok because Tate is a patient man and he knows it's a hard transition anyway.

But when the time comes when Dipper finally calls Tate "dad," he most certainly doesn't cry.

#gravity falls #fiddleford mcgucket #tate mcgucket #dipper pines #mabel pines #fic ideas #fanfic #pls dont make fun of me #im new to tumblr #i love this idea sm #kinda have no idea what im doing tbh #pls lmk if anyone wants to see more of this 🙏#still figuring out tumblr #fiddlestan #stanley pines #stanford pines

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catt-nuevenor · 5 months

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First off I was literally obsessed with your demo. It was actually the very first thing I ever read on dashington and I was basically inlove with all of the ROs.

That being said. As for the changes I've read through all the comments, asks and replies. And it's... different. Not necessarily bad just new I guess? Because it changes alot of the wonder I had experienced playing the demo. So it just feels weird I suppose?

No saying I won't read it, come on I love your writing. I practically word vomited my praises on tumblr as soon as I finished reading it the first time. And I get you said the old demo would still stay on but there's like.. no point if it's not gonna continue..? If that makes sense it's just then kind of incomplete?

I also for the most illogical reasons feel the same way as others when it comes to ROs being in relationships outside of MC. Like if they were already in a pre-existing relationship sure I get it! There are many stories like that if you don't choose to romance a character in the beginning they get back with an ex they broke up with or they are with someone else where you choose a route in like the very beginning. But again hear me out I'm completely stupid for this!!! But whenever I play a game where an RO then gets like with one of MCs friends on a different route it just fucks with my head for that LI. Like I then just see them with that other person. And have a fuck you attitude to that character aswell EVEN on a different route lmao it makes no sense! It's not logical! And it's dumb! But that's why I play fictional stories okay! So I don't hve to deal with shit like that. Don't judge me 😅🤣

Kay long tangent aside.. I guess what I'm saying is the new changes kinda scare me. But I'm keeping an open mind. I'd honestly read whatever you post because of how talented you are and yeah.. some of the ROs are probably gonna get a fuck you out of me for being in a different relationship and I'll probably not do that route because of how stupid my head is. So jesus I hope it isn't my fav LI 😭 but I'll still support you and I do wish you the best in the writing. I do love the story and I do like the addition of I guess more characters. Just the RO thing fucks with my head alil. I'm sorry if that's weird to some people.

I'm not making any sense just gonna go now... 🙈

Dear heck, I think this is the longest ask I've ever received. I didn't even know asks could be this long...

The changes will take a while for everyone to get used to, I think. But at least we'll all be in the same boat?

I do get the unsettling nature of seeing LIs romancing other characters while you're on alternate routes. The first one that springs to mind for me is Josephine in Dragon Age Inquisition. Seeing her fawn over Blackwall was weird. But, it made me realise how attached I was to her romance and hers alone, so it worked out in the long run.

Myrk Mire still isn't back on my working schedule yet, I'll let you all know when it is, and I'll try to keep you updated with WIP screenshots or planning doodles. Perhaps then I'll also give a bit more information on the dynamics of the LIs and the variables driving who makes eyes and who.

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ashes-writing-corner · 7 months

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Well I'm back again with another update ^^ I just wanna say thanks to everyone who's liked, reblogged, and commented on my stuff. I'd also like to thank all you new followers! Thank you all so much, I'm very deeply touched ^.^

On to part 3!

Ghosts That We Knew 3

Over the course of the week, Ghost steered clear of Nöelle's room. He had no desire to scare her, or to hurt himself again with the little girl's terror of him. He wanted to figure out a better approach so to not seem like a threat. By befriending you, at least somewhat, Ghost figured out he had taken a step in the right direction. But he knew with kids it could be a one step forward, two steps back kind of deal. So he did that, pulling away whenever the child was home, either staying in the hallway closet or the living room when she wasn't there. The bedrooms, yours and hers, were off limits to him now without permission. He had come to terms with the fact that this wasn't just his home anymore. It hadn't been since…well…the Incident.

He went out of his way to avoid Ellie, thinking maybe her curiosity would get the better of her. Maybe doing this would encourage her to seek him out. Kids were like cats that way, if you went for them they'd freak out. And you had been helping, not speaking a bad word about him to your little one. Not that you had anything bad to say about him, but still it was helpful.

You two were in the living room when you finally decided to talk to him about it. You had your phone once again out on the coffee table. Though you couldn't see him, Ghost was sitting in a nearby chair while you had taken up the couch to work on some new chocolate molds for lollipops someone ordered. Apparently just as much as baking, you liked to try your hand at candy making.

"You can't keep avoiding her Ghost. She knows you're still around".

She's afraid.

"And avoiding her isn't going to teach her to fear you less. You're setting yourself up for more hurt".

She'll come.

You raised a brow. "You think so?"

Know so. Curious.

"Yes, kids are naturally curious, but you scared the crap out of her. She's even told her therapist about you…she's trying to get us to move, even though I've told her I'm trying to make the situation work".

He was quiet for a moment. Someone was trying to get them to leave? No…no he couldn't have that!

Don't go.

"We couldn't go even if we wanted to. We were lucky to even get this place as cheap as it was. My assumption is that you died here right?"

He didn't like to talk about it but answered anyway.

Yes.

"Do you…wanna talk about it?"

No.

"Makes sense. Well…if you don't mind I do have an idea".

Go on.

You smiled a bit. "I could potentially supervise an encounter between the two of you. We all need to work together to make this situation livable and I really think you and Ellie would be good friends".

Think so?

"I actually do. And well, she needs friends. We're still kinda getting used to being here. She has adjustment issues already, unfortunately. Moving around constantly didn't help".

She's young.

"Yes, but that doesn't mean-"

"Mama? What's going…" Ellie came out of her room, rubbing her eyes, before they fell on Ghost, "mama…skull face…"

"Honey" you set the mold down and came over to your daughter, "sweetie it's okay. He's not gonna hurt us".

Unlike her mother, Nöelle didn't need an app to hear the skull-faced Ghost. Her little heart pounded and anxiety began to build up. She still knew he was dangerous, remembering what he had done to her room a little over a week ago.

"Mommy…" She closed her eyes and hugged her mother tightly, not wanting to see him.

Ghost felt helpless like that. Poor girl was left shaking in her mother's arms like a leaf. But he knew even without the mask there would still be fear and tears.

"Shhh it's okay honey" you picked Ellie up and kept her close, "it's okay I promise. He's not gonna hurt you".

"I could never" he said, attempting to soften his tone as well as his eyes, "I never wanted to hurt you, little dove".

He was trying so hard. He was letting Simon out as much as he could, without wrecking his own comfort level. He wasn't soft, just…tender. That was all. He could be tender. But at the same time there was truth in what he said. He never wanted to hurt her.

Some of his words had come through on the app, and it was all you heard.

Never. Hurt. Dove.

You smiled at that. "Did you hear that? He's got a nickname for you".

"I can hear him. Mama, can't you?" Ellie asked with a hint of childish concern.

You sat on the couch with her, still keeping her close. "I actually can't. Not without help. You see, we grown-ups aren't as in tune with ghosts as you kiddos are. Animals can see him too, just Beardie is too sleepy to notice".

Beardie was your pet bearded dragon, who was indeed snoozing in his enclosure. He was peacefully unaware of the situation, the little scaly dude.

"He's a sleepy boy" Ellie giggled, a sound that made Ghost feel oddly warm.

"That he is" you looked thoughtful a moment, "do you remember how when we got him you were afraid to hold him?".

"Mmhm" Ellie nodded against your shoulder, "he was gonna bite me".

Ghost remembered when you first brought the lizard home. You didn't want something conventional like a cat or dog, but not something so complicated as a bird. Thus, a bearded dragon was apparently an ideal solution. From what he heard, you'd kept reptiles before, mostly leopard geckos, so this only made sense. Presently, he was curious as to what you were getting at with this analogy.

Oh no, you were NOT about to compare him to Beardie…were you?

"Has he yet?" You moved Ellie a little so she was looking at you.

The little girl shook her head. "Nope".

"And you're not afraid anymore right?".

"No mama. He's a good boy".

"And he's not afraid of you anymore, because now you know to be gentle. Ghosts are a little different from lizards, but it's kind of in the same vein. You have to remember they were people once, so definitely more complicated than Beardie. You still have to be gentle with them though".

"You can't touch him though" Ellie cocked her head.

You caressed her cheek. "There are other ways to be gentle, little one. Our words, our actions, sometimes even how we stand and our expressions. I think he's actually more afraid of you than you are of him".

Ghost was quiet as he listened to you explain it to your daughter. It wasn't necessarily her he was afraid of. He was more afraid of losing control again and hurting her. Oddly, and he felt pathetic for thinking it, he was afraid of her rejection more than anything else. Her fear was what set him off the first time, even though he never intended any harm. He had deemed himself unlovable when he was alive, he didn't know what would make himself feel lovable in death.

"Why would he be scared of me?" Ellie asked.

"It's…a bit complicated, even for adults. But what I'm trying to get at and explaining" you chuckled a bit, "very badly is that sometimes it's better to approach scary things or people with an open heart. Let that see what your eyes can't, and they'll follow soon enough".

"That was…actually kinda beautiful" Ghost thought to himself as he kept his eyes on you and Ellie.

The little girl looked at him. "But…you threw my stuff around. You broke my lighty…".

"Lighty?"

"It's what she calls her nightlights" you answered as his question came through on the app.

Under the mask, he frowned. He hadn't meant to cause trouble for them. He looked at the child, trying to look as docile as he felt.

"I'm sorry, sweetie. It won't happen again, I promise" he told her.

"Why would you do that? Was it my fault?" She asked.

"Oh no, no no no honey" you kept her held to you, "this was definitely not your fault. Sometimes, when people get hurt or upset, they try to hide their hurt under anger. It's not a healthy or really a good thing to do, but that's how some people, and I'm assuming ghosts, are like. He was just sad, honey. He was hurt and expressed that in a very bad way. Kinda like how you get upset when I don't always let you do what you want".

"Ooh…wait, shouldn't he go to the corner then?".

Okay that got a laugh out of him, one that you actually caught this time. You looked from Ellie in the direction of the chair close by. His laugh was…nice actually. It felt oddly familiar, like you should've known it somehow. You felt your pulse go up slightly. You blinked, focusing back on the task at hand.

"Well…he put himself in a closet, so I guess that kinda counts" you chuckled a bit, "but yes, he was upset and hurt because you were afraid of him".

Ghost looked at you. He hadn't expected you to be the one to tell her. It sounded so ridiculous coming from you, even if it was true. He felt ashamed and a bit embarrassed, making a nearby lamp flicker. Ellie climbed right out of your arms and towards the chair. With all the assertiveness she had in her little body, she whacked the chair's arm.

"No! No! Don't get mad!" She said to the skull faced ghost.

Ghost peered down at her, his previous embarrassment mostly gone. He stayed still and quiet, as the little one had finally come close and he didn't wanna mess this up. Right away, his shame vanished. The two stared at each other for a moment, with you of course watching, wondering what they would do.

"Please don't get mad. I'm sorry" Ellie kept her determined little gaze up at him, but let her eyes soften despite her fear.

You were so proud of her. You really had thought she would've taken a lot longer to convince your little girl that Ghost wasn't a threat. He honestly did too. For a second he was speechless.

"It's okay, dove. It's…it's okay, I wasn't mad at you".

You were only getting bits and pieces of the conversation but you swore you could hear him a little better. You kept watch, wondering if perhaps your own heart was seeing what your eyes couldn't.

"You seem sad. You could use a friend" Ellie's bright eyes found the sad, dark, and dull eyes of her potential new friend.

"Yeah…I think I'd like that a lot" he looked back down at her.

If he still had his heart, it would've been touched. Regardless, something inside felt warm for the first time in what felt like forever. On the couch, you had a touched look on your face and Ghost started to get suspicious about something. He'd talk to you as best he could about it later, but right now Nöelle was his focus.

She had climbed up into the chair, right next to him, an action which caught him by surprise.

"Oh! Mama he's so cold" Ellie looked over at you, "he needs a blanket!".

"Sweetie" you got up and went to the chair, heart oddly fluttering at the cold, "holy crap…you're actually here. Like I can feel you, sort of! And dang you are cold" you chuckled at the revelation.

"He needs a blanket," Ellie said again. "Please mama".

"Alright sweetie I promise, I'll leave one out tonight for him. I don't know how well it'll work but…we can leave one out for him".

He knew it wouldn't do much, like the baked goods you made, but he still appreciated the thought.

"Thank you".

You gasped lightly, now knowing for a fact you heard him. You pulled away from the chair just a bit, emotion sweeping over you, an odd feeling of familiarity most prominent.

"Yeah…it's no problem" you nodded.

"Mama! Can skull face sleep in my room tonight?! Please?!".

You gave your daughter an amused smile. "Sweetie he prefers Ghost, and they normally don't sleep-"

"I don't mind it" his voice cut you off softly, "I'll keep an eye on her tonight. You got work to do".

"Please?!" Ellie looked at you pleadingly.

You sighed softly at that."Alright, just…no freak outs tonight, alright? Or no baked goods tomorrow".

"Yesss!" Ellie got up from the chair and started dashing toward her room.

You looked at the chair, still unable to see him. You blinked, trying to get your eyes to see too but to no avail. Sighing you took your place at the couch again.

"Please keep her safe" you said.

Ghost got up and only stopped when he was next to you by the couch. He kneeled down, getting close to your ear.

"With all my heart".

You shivered and nearly jumped at that, not having expected it. Well…at least you knew you could hear him and you weren't going crazy. A cold breeze passed through and you knew it was him. Perhaps a guard ghost wasn't a bad idea…

If you guys enjoyed this please consider commenting, liking, and most importantly reblogging! Thank you so much for your support. Thinking of starting a tag list if anyone's interested ^.^

-Ash

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jaythelay · 2 months

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I feel like TF2 had a really bad time in development hell for a while and the devs are just sick of it at this point. Stuff not working out, not making it to release, and simply put, not wanting to maintain any new ideas.

They had a medieval 2Fort and for the life of me, the only conclusion I can come to is they didn't want to maintain 2 separate experiences for the same game. MvM being a departure they...basically stopped work on eventually too. Hilariously, it being a horde-type game probably being what kept it going, much like with L4D from Counter-Strike.

Feels like alot of stuff at Valve just didn't work for a decade. and I think it's because nobody was forced to finish their work. And unfortunately that's just a simple aspect of creation that not everyone can handle, no restrictions. I imagine this also lead to people who did a lot of work, not getting full credit, or having their ideas superseded by essentially leaches who contributed nothing before, but have Their idea on how it should be.

That also would explain how the FUCK they canceled L4D3. What the fuck company doesn't get that shit finished one way or another? I can appreciate the freedom that Valve allows, but I think THAT should've been the moment an adult spoke up and said "This shit hasn't been working for literal decades."

I heard they stopped having as much freedom, and while on paper it was great, you HAVE to have restrictions in creation. Otherwise nothing gets done, nothing progresses, and nothing really even gets started past the initial planning process. The thing is, all we've seen is the broad end of both spectrums. One that doesn't work enough to get stuff out the door, and one that doesn't work either, but garbage at least gets out the door every week.

I'd like to see Valve just move a bit on that spectrum, not the opposite end in any way, just force people to Finish The Work they started. Like Left 4 Dead 3 for example. I can't imagine most people in the division that grew were happy that some idiots fucked all their work up entirely. I also, would have fired the idiots who wanted to move L4D3 to fuckin' Unreal or whatever. God damn morons don't know what company they're working at. Want to know the answer? You keep it on Source 2 because I wouldn't fucking buy it if it was on another fucking engine. No confidence in your own engine also paints a VERY poor image of literally EVERYTHING about the company, their engine, their work culture, god what an embarrassment.

Seriously though, I think people should probably chill on the "savetf2" stuff. I don't think that's gonna inspire anyone there to work on it anymore. Just kinda...annoy them that they can't say "Guys this was HELL to work on and almost nothing got out the door but cosmetics, failure after failure to get anything else out the door. We're tired, it's nearly been 2 decades. We aren't planning on shutting down servers or anything. Just keep playing if ya want to."

I'd much prefer a TF3 because I'm curious how they'll handle it. But I severely doubt we'll ever see another Valve big name title again. Which sucks shit, but what can ya do. The credit we can give, is outside of taking down TF2 clones they really don't need to take down, is that they at least allow people to do whatever the hell they want with their IPs. Do you think Valve was ever gonna make HL2VR? Honestly. Doubtful. The only reason Half-Life got an update is because of the SteamDeck, otherwise, that update would never have happened. They aren't interested in going back to Source anytime soon, they're jumping to Source 2.

Now there is a possibility they come back to other titles to give it the SteamDeck treatment, but I have high doubts of that either. HL was a blatantly obvious choice and Valve not having it work well for their own hardware is actually unconscionable. L4D is the embodiment of that meme with the skeleton under water, Portal doesn't really need much.

So I put forth a question I've pondered: Why is there even a Valve? It's not called ValveVR, nor ValveDeck, it wasn't a Valve Machine, or Valve controller, and Valve hasn't released a (good/playable) game since the 360 era. An update/total revision for Counter Strike is simply expected when it's their only real game success in years. So, otherwise, why is there even a Valve? Seems like they'd just morph into Steam by now. I also think it'd quell the fires of people wanting more games and updates.

I'd rather them NOT quit making games outright, but...like man, I've been playing L4D since I was at least 12yo, Half-Life since I was 3-4. I've been waiting. They've had the time to tell us what they're doing and thinking, them not telling us, feels like it's because they themselves don't even know or it's a total shit show. But when they do actually know what they're doing, they come out with confidence. Hardware and Steam has been their only confidence in decades. I'd rather have an answer to whether or not these IPs are genuinely dead, than have that carrot hanging in front of me anymore. Sure, I can ignore the carrot, but it's still there.

I think nearly 20 years is enough time for Valve to comment on...just...anything people have questions for anymore. I'm kinda sick of guessing what is even going on over there. This isn't a hate-post or anything, just a grouchy old man yelling at the sky sorta thing you've seen a million times before, just probably on the opposite spectrum of the main discussions. I don't want an update for TF2, I want an update on Valve. Not Steam, not their hardware, not specifically their IPs, Valve themselves, what the hell is going on over there.

#Valve #Steam #Half-Life #Portal #Left 4 Dead #IP #savetf2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 #l4d2 #l4d #HL2VR #Half Life #Half Life 2 #Half-Life 2 #I have more to say but the main point is of all the things Valve has left us totally in the dark about #it's been Valve #we're pretty sure about everything else in comparison

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a new oneshot?? 👀 does that mean new....next to me chapter?

maam please, were dying

........So! About that! I might as well post the original update to this ask lmao

Next To Me Update

* this entire post is me just typing out whatever comes to mind when it comes to Next To Me, and I'd really appreciate it if you read it because it has to do with the future of NTM <3 *

If you've kept up with Next To Me (NTM), you'll know that there are 15 parts currently out with my original plan being a total of (around) 20 parts in total. I've found that I'm at a standstill when it comes to NTM as of right now. I planned out the entire plot y'all, complete with ideas of what would happen in each part until the end, but planning it was the (slightly) easy part; its when I tried to write them out that it became difficult.

To be quite honest, the last few chapters of NTM were a little difficult to write because I couldn't find that same motivation and inspiration, and every draft I wrote was personally underwhelming, and I sure as hell wasn't posting some mess for y'all.

Another very small reason was that the interactions started gradually becoming less and less, and a lot of it is on me because I don't really interact with others on here (despite how much I really want to). Now when I just stopped posting, it wasn't surprising when the interactions decreased; it made sense, it was understandable.

Another part that is my fault is I started viewing my own skill set and success off of those interactions. I initially posted those parts because I loved the story I came up with, the characters, the fandom, and the writing in and of itself. But it got to a point where I was allowing the number of notes each part received to dictate the motivation I felt to write the next part, and personally, I don't think it should be that way. At least not for me! Can't speak for everyone else lmao

And in doing so, in letting the number of notes essentially motivate me, I kinda lost sight of why I was writing NTM. I appreciate every comment and reblog and like...but I don't necessarily want that to be the main driving factor for why I post. I want to write/post because I love to do it, and then I'd like for the interactions to be the cherry on top yknow

BUT with that being said, there are some decisions I need to make regarding Next To Me, namely if I'm going to continue it, or if I'm going to put it on indefinite hiatus. If I do stop it, I have already started planning a sort of revamp for NTM with a better plot, new characters, better backstories, etc.

But on the other hand, if I keep writing it, it's going to be rather difficult to do so with the risk of plot holes and less-than-stellar writing. But all I can tell you now is as soon as I figure out what I'm doing, y'all will too lmao

Bless you and thank you so much if you read all of that. I've been feeling like this for a while and I was admittedly pretty nervous to bring it to tumblr, but eventually worked up the nerve to do so, especially because I wanted to give y'all some sort of update after a while of not posting anything.

For the TL;DR people: might stop NTM, might not. If I do, its because I have plans for a revamp; if I don't, be prepared for horrible writing that's a result of me just wanting to get it done lmao

But thanks for coming to my TED talk, and I'll see yall at the next project (whatever that may be) <3

Stay safe, y'all

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Return of the Mack | 02

Warnings: Drug usage depicted. General angst. | 01 ⇍ Table of Contents ⇏ 03

Tiffany the waitress covered her mouth as she giggled, her eyes crinkled into a smile at the long scowl on your face.

Your brows dipped so low over your eyes, they threatened to cover them.

"And what will you be having, sir?" Tiffany asked Eddie, showing off her brand-new braces and their vivid blue bands. She twisted the tips of her decorative scarf almost nervously.

"Oh, just give me whatever she's having." He said.

Tiffany made an odd sound as a full laugh threatened to burst out.

"S-sure, totally." Tiffany managed.

"Order your own food! And why are you so close?" You snapped.

Eddie smiled sweetly, "To get on your good side, princess, what else?" He taunted.

"Better than Boots..." you sighed.

Eddie leaned back in his seat triumphantly and passed Tiffany back his menu. "What she's having, please, and thank you." He said.

"Sorry, ____. The man did say please." She said to you, writing it down and scurrying away.

"Nice place." Eddie mused while you hid your face in your hands.

"I always did hate you, Munson." you grumbled.

"You sure about that? That's not how I remember it." the smugness dripped from his voice. Eddie crossed his arms and simpered slightly in his seat.

"I recall," he cleared his throat, "Carol Perkins reading diary entry twenty-seven of the month of March, that you, Boots, Kinda liked the audacious laugh of The Freak." He recounted.

"You weren't the only freak in Hawkins, Eddie, just the main one." You muttered.

"The only one everyone called the freak, and the only one that such an entry about would cause scandal." He corrected.

You rubbed your temples and Eddie grinned.

"I'll shut up if you let me sit with you." He said.

"You're a liar and I know it."

"No, honest. Cross my heart and everything." Eddie said with a motion over his chest.

"I think we could have been friends, should have been friends. It's never too late." he sang in a tease, leaning forward.

You turn your head to him, irritation blazing through your squinting eyes.

"How long do you plan on staying?" You asked.

"I'm way ahead of schedule, so I was planning on three nights." He shrugged.

You groaned and closed your eyes, leaning your head down on the table.

Out of your view, Eddie's smile fell, his gaze watching you keenly. "She still hates your guts." he thought. "Today probably isn't helping you much...do you believe the stories?" his mind continued to wander.

Trying to shut up his thoughts, Eddie thought of a plan.

You could hear the grating sound of table and chairs scooting across the floor.

"What are you doing?" You asked him, lifting your head.

"Well, if I can't sit with you, I'm just going to have to get a little closer." He said.

"Whatever." you sighed, turning your attention to the small TV near the bar.

Eddie became quiet and turned his eyes to the screen as well. It was hardly interesting, two people fly-fishing.

"So this is what you do now?" He finally asked out, keeping his eyes on the screen.

"What? The motel? Yeah, sure, I guess. World-renowned Landlord, right here." You muttered dryly. Your eyes search toward the bar in the hope Tiffany would hurry.

"Rooms pretty nice, I'd believe it." Eddie chuckled.

Turning to him with large eyes, you shuddered, "The place hasn't been updated since 73, what kind of dumps have you been crashing in?" You questioned.

"Look, my old rig's just a day cab. When you're eyes won't stay open anymore, you don't complain about what the place is like to rest your head, you just take the first one that pops up," said Eddie.

You watched him for a moment, "You drive for days on end, none stop often?" You asked him.

He shrugged and fiddled with the straw to his water. "I guess. More than average, probably?" Eddie spun the straw in a circle with a flick of his finger, "But I don't sleep much." he muttered.

"Alright! I got your daily morning specials right here!" Tiffany chimed happily. Setting down the two trays on your tables.

"Thanks, Tif." You said, holding out a rolled twenty.

"____, I can-"

"I didn't ask." You said quickly. The girl smiled and pocketed the money with a heartfelt nod before hurrying back to the kitchen.

You sighed heavily, eyeballing that scarf, it was a new one. Shaking your head, you stabbed your fork into your plate.

"Looks pretty good." Eddie hummed.

"Yeah, Rays a bastard but, he's the best cook around for miles." you grumbled.

"Oh...oh, that tone wasn't good. So we don't like Ray?" Eddie whispered.

Your fork hovered before your mouth as you turned your eyes back to the tv, "Nope" you said, popping your bite into your mouth.

You dabbed a dry square of paper towel across your forehead and heave a sigh. The room was finally clean, though you desperately wanted to forget the smell of the weird orange sludge that was thrown across the carpet, drawers, and bathroom.

"I'm going to remember that couple's face, so they're never allowed her again." you sighed.

A whistle came from the doorway.

"Must have been a doozy, you look like I hit you with my truck."

"Go away, Munson." you called, pulling off your gloves and tossing them into a large garden trash bag.

"What kind of entertainment does this place offer? I'm bored." Eddie muttered.

"Free cable not enough for you?" You asked. "You can rent movies, we got the dirty stuff."

"No, already did that."

You froze, cheeks feeling hot as you slipped on a pair of fresh gloves.

Eddie eyed you up and down, resting his head against the doorway. "Like that mental picture?" he questioned.

You cleared your throat, "Can you not? I'm busy working. I need this place clean, it's one of the best rooms I've got." Turning around, you fanned your hands to shoo Eddie away.

"You need to rest right, go take a nap or something, take a hint."

Eddie stood up straight, "you're still a buzz kill." he sighed, trudging away.

Peering out his room window, Eddie gazed up at the sky, it was dusk and the remnants of sun rays were painting the gathering clouds an array of warm colors.

Had it been any other day, it might have been pretty. But that vivid storm that was building almost mirrored terrifying memories.

"I know I'm late with calling. Sorry if I worried you but, I'm ok, Wayne. I just overslept. You're probably at the bar with the boys by now, I'll call back." he said into the landline.

He hung up slowly and released a slow breath, a frown dipping down his face as his eyes fixed on the clouds on the horizon.

"It would have to rain today." He thought, picking his joint up from the ashtray.

"Why couldn't you just let me stay, Boots." He muttered, leaving the scene outside and going to his small trunk waiting for him on the loveseat across the room.

Seating himself Eddie put out his joint and pulled out his studded dog collar. Quietly thumping the faded vein in his arm, he frowned slightly, it wasn't as strong as it used to be, and it was difficult to maneuver with his other hand.

Still, he took up the needle, if it collapsed, hell it collapsed. At least it would force himself to give it a break.

Hopefully.

With memorized skill, the needle punctured his skin effortlessly, he didn't even wince. Rather, he watched carefully with a flightless gaze. Here goes the same old trip again.

Finished, he flicked the needle onto the coffee table and leaned back onto the sofa, picking back up the roach of his joint and watching the silenced TV.

"I guess I did survive." Eddie muttered, "If this is considered living." he exhaled.

Perched at your station at the front desk, the phone rang, a bright yellow light blinking on your set-up announcing it was from room 86.

"What do you want?" you answered.

"That's not good customer service, Boots," Eddie replied.

"Yeah, well, you're not a good customer, are you?"

"I think I am, I haven't caused any trouble," He paused, "I'm unless just now."

You covered your eyes with the palm of your hand, "what'd you do?"

"Toilet is kidna clogged, um...it's nothing nasty just...."

You sighed, "Right, give me a minute, I'll be right there." you muttered, hanging up the phone.

With the snake and drano in tow, you stood outside Eddie's room. You'd already knocked several times. Closing your eyes, you tried to calm your irritation, it seemed like everything he did got under your skin.

Even the littlest of things, things that shouldn't have.

"Munson, I'll leave and you'll be stuck with that broken toilet all night long if you won't stop playing around and open the do-"

"Hold up!" His voice called from a distance behind the door, along with a crash against the door.

"Did you just?" you asked, but the door flew open to reveal Eddie standing there, eyes ablaze with his hair thrown about, while sporting that same old grin.

But your gaze was stuck on the reddening dot on his forehead.

"Did you headbutt the door?" you asked.

"Ah, not...not on purpose. I kind of tripped," he said.

"Clearly with those stop lights you've got for eyes, and you're smoking trash." You muttered, stepping past him and making your way tot he bathroom.

"I- thats my product!" Eddie whimpered.

"Yeah, trash. It's always been trash." You hummed, digging into your pocket, you pulled out what was left of your roll and left it on his bed.

"You can kill the rest of that." you offered.

"Huh, free weed? And here I thought you hated me." Eddie sang, plucking it form the blanket and finding his lighter.

"I just really don't like you."

"Bullshit." Eddie chuckled, flicking at his red Bic.

"Don't read much into it, it's just me gloating." You called from the bathroom.

Opening the lid of the toilet seat, all the air is pushed out of your lungs.

"Seriously, Munson?" you whispered. Your eyes fixed on the balled-up colorful pages of beautiful women stuffed into the toilet drain.

Behind you leaning in the doorway by his forearm Eddie watched his handy work with a blank gaze.

"Yeah um...." He lulled, coughing out whisps of smoke.

You crossed your arms and turned to face him, "Gonna explain yourself? Do I have to kick you out for this? This is vandalis-"

Eddie's words were quiet and soft, "I just...don't want to be alone."

Your mouth closed and your lecture forgot its own words. Looking up into pitiable brown eyes murky and well dilated.

Again his lids were heavy and he swayed slightly.

"You're not just tripping on weed," you said, snatching what was left of the joint and tossing it into the toilet.

"I wasn't done with that." Eddie complained, allowing himself to be hauled behind you by the wrist.

Closing the toilet seat lid, you grumbled, "Yes, you were."

You sit him down on it and leave him there to turn on the shower.

"I'm not that fucked up, Boots. I don't need a cold shower." Eddie reasoned watching you with a sleepy amused smirk.

"Yes you do, I'm not going to deal with a tenant who is high off of weed and - whatever else."

"I was wrong about the customer service, you do this for every customer?" He teased.

You watched the water rain down from the shower head in tune with the crack of thunder outside.

"Sounds like rain." Eddie commented looking up at the ceiling.

"there, get in." You said leaving the bathroom.

"Hey Boots, I might need help with a few things. These buttons are kind of tricky like this, you know?" He hinted.

You roll your eyes and glance over your shoulder, "You're a big boy Munson. If you can't figure it out," You shrugged, "hop in clothes on."

"I'll fix the toilet when you're done."

Eddie held a satisfied smirk and got to his feet. He popped the first two buttons of his shirt and pulled it over his head.

Painfully, embarrassingly slow for you.

"Look away and walk out." your mind demanded. But this was something you hadn't seen since the 11th grade. And now? There was more to look at.

"Those scars..are very old." You thought.

"Getting a good look Boots?" Eddie teased.

"It's not my fault, Frankenstein!" You snapped.

Eddie flinched and removed his shirt quickly, dropping it to the floor., his back quickly turning to you.

But you got a glimpse of his expression.

"Get out." he whispered.

"Look I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, I-"

"They aren't hurt I just...changed my mind. I'm good with being alone." He said even quicker.

All the teasing you used to put him through in high school still, this left you with a sour bitting pang in your gut.

Saying nothing you slip out the bathroom door and close it behind you.

"Once a mean girl always a mean girl I guess." you thought with a sigh. You take to the sofa and sit down. "I'll just wait and apologize."

You listened to the rain, closing your eyes to listen. "It's the worst day of your life too."

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#RotM Masterlist #eddie munson x fem!reader #trucker!eddie x fem!reader #season 4 semi cannon #slow updates #ketamine usage #special k mentions

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stars-of-kyber · 6 months

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20 Questions for Fic Writers!

@dreamstone28737 tagged me on this fun thing <3 thank you love!

1- How many works do you have on AO3?

32! Holy shit that's a lot.

2- What's your total AO3 word count?

351,009 words and counting. Again, I'm shocked at how much I've got done lol

3- What fandoms do you write for?

Right now at this moment, Bridgerton.

4- What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

1st- You Belong With Me - 821

2nd -Falling For You - 451

3rd - You're The Only Thing I'll Ever Need - 423

4th - Lost, Drifting - 407

5th - Faithfully - 397

(The next one is Bad Habits which never stops to surprise me just how many Kudos it gets since it was one I thought I wouldn't get anything from.)

(God, I need to update my WIPs)

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

Honestly? Only when I feel I have something to add to the comment. Sometimes I see a comment with "Great Chapter/Episode" (which I really absolutely love, btw. Any comment makes me so damn happy I can't even explain) and I never know what to say to that and I don't want the person to feel I don't care about their comments when I just reply with "Thanks! I'm Glad you liked it <3" and I keep thinking about different things to read and I never can and when I see it, I have a bunch of unanswered comments which makes me overwhelmed to start.

So yeah, I usually only reply when I know what to say lol

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

Ending? (none? lol)

Posted, I'd say "The Way I Loved You", which I thought the ending might be kinda open? I don't usually do sad endings. I think "Faithuffy", "Of Noble Blood" and "You Belong With Me" have some rather angsty parts, along with "Lockdown" which touched a rather sensitive part of me. But all the endings were/will be (THEY WILL HAPPEN I PROMISE!) happy.

Unposted, it's probably "A Dead Man's Tale" which I'm writing right about now and I hope to start posting by Halloween on Tuesday (fingers crossed). The ending is... sentimental? Idk Kinda sad but happy too? I have no idea how to describe that. Either that or Raise a Little Hell, my Bonnie and Clyde, which will be my only NHEA story ever(if), when I get to write it.

(Feel free to tell me which of my fics you think it's the angstier. I'm curious!)

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

All of them? Lol

Walking The Wire because I finished it? sdakljfkdsgh I have no idea. Maybe Lockdown bc it's such a hard battle to end happily in the end.

(Which of my fics yall think is the happiest? Please tell me bc I have no idea.)

8- Do you get hate on fics?

Not on the Bridgerton ones, thankfully. Everyone that reads it is amazing which makes me really happy.

I had a pretty harsh time when I started on the Reylo Fandom in Star Wars. Not fun, I'll give you that.

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

I write hotter scenes, although I don't think I've ever finished an entire sex scene. That said, I have a one-shot called Stockings that is about 85% done which is porn/no plot that I might one day finish but I'm not that much of a fan of it, to be honest.

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

Unless you count crossover with Julia Quinn's own other series, no I don't.

11- Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I am aware of.

12- Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, which is kinda sad because I am a translator and I could very well do it myself lol but Idk if there are too many Portuguese-speaking readers that would be interested in it, and although I speak pretty good Spanish, I'm a tad out of practice and I don't master the written language nearly enough to attempt to translate something to Spanish.

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

A long time ago in a Galaxy far far away. It was... nice. And not at the same time. I hold myself to very VERY high standards, so I'm extremely self-critical and working with someone with different styles and ideas can be really harsh without trying to dictate the way you want the story to go. Plus the three times I did, we ended up giving up halfway through the story lol

14- What's your all-time favorite ship?

This is a stupid question and I hate it. I'm not good at picking. I am deeply, truly in love with Kathony, and have been for the past couple of years, but if I had to say at the top of my head, the oldest OTPs that have been in my heart, the ones here for the longest time and never really left are Percabeth from Percy Jackson and Jily from Harry Potter. Reylo and Rebelcaptain in Star Wars were also a very big part of me for a long time and I love them.

Asking all-time faves is mean.

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

Sought you, Sang you, Dreamed you, my Reylo Kidfic. I love it so much and I am so sorry my baby, but I can't focus on Reylo anymore. I have complete faith I will finish all my Kathony fics one day, I really do.

16- What are your writing strengths?

I honestly have no idea. As I mentioned, I am very self-conscious about what I do and I have incredibly high standards about myself. It's not uncommon to see me saying I hate my story and I won't post it and it's absolutely shit, I have no idea why people read it. So pointing out a quality is really hard.

I guess I'm good at dialogues? I always felt they sounded nice, idk.

17- What are your writing weaknesses?

I'm running a risk of repeating myself too much if I mention standards and self-consciousness, don't I?

I am terribly wordy. Nothing I do is short because I need 1k words for something I could have done in 200. I always feel people will get bored by it.

I also sometimes feel I have issues representing the emotions I'm trying to put through in my story. Many times you'll find me going to a neutral third party saying "Please tell me what's missing here." bc I feel it lacks.

Let's not mention the lack of self-discipline and the amount of time it takes me to write a story/update something. And overthinking things. Also coming up with more ideas than I have time to write.

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

I do that all the time? I am a native Portuguese speaker and English is my second language.

19- First fandom you wrote for?

Lol that's going far back, isn't it? I have been writing originals since I was 10 (I have a lil notebook with the first story I've ever written, it's adorable, but as usual, incomplete), but in 2011 I was obsessed with a soap opera called Rebelde (the Brazilian version, when I liked the Mexican RBD one, I didn't really know what fandom was yet. BUT I'M GOING TO THE CONCERT ON THE 9TH I'M SO EXCITED) and my first fic was a Roberta x Diego one, which is complete and (unfortunately, -or not- not all of it) available in Nyah Fanfiction, although I wish it wasn't bc it's truly shit. Like very very very shit. It was crazy, she died of lung cancer in the end. I swear to God, I had no clue what was going on with me at 14.

20- Favorite fic you've written?

Okay, look, this is not fun lol

I truly, honestly can't pick. Each one is special for me for a different reason. The Way I Loved You was my first Kathony. You Belong With me my first WIP and I have such a special place for it. I could go on and on for hours. I love them all, even the ones which are not my faves (Bad Habits, Reading Project).

But I will be absolutely thrilled if you guys tell me your fave of my fics. I would love a lot to know.

I'll tag @mimix007 @waterlilyrose, @harnitbee, @bellascarousel, @ladystanbury, @searching4paradiso, @alihightowers and her dragon people and @suspendingtime

#my writing #Tag games #writing tag game #my fics #bridgerton

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theghostbunnie · 1 year

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I’m curious but ever since you dropped your Harrison hcs I’ve been thinking about what he would be like when he gets older. Are there any hcs/info you have for him??

I'M SO HAPPY Y'ALL ARE INTERESTED IN MY HCS IT MEANS SO MUCH TO ME!!!!! 💖💕💫🩷

I have like two paths I could see my version of older Harrison going down. Let's say roughly age 17 or so, he either swears off using absolutely any of his natural magical ability and keeps his illusion/slide of hand tricks utterly private for the most part. The first being a desperate attempt to regain his parents trust, the second with the card tricks being more of getting shamed out of being open with his peers with his hobbies. I wouldn't wanna see him kept on this path and I often pair it with some major character development story. (In my head atleast, I don't think I'd ever be able to use a fanfiction writing website or have the energy to regularly update one or anything like that. I would definitely maybe write short fics on Tumblr one day.. maybe)

The other option being he actually never stopped working on his talents like that and has steadily gotten so much better. (At the start of the show he accidentally sets David on fire, in much later episodes he's able to make rings of flame, already MAJORR improvement!!) He works on his other abilities, making things levitate ect.

So when they start having these hiccups, often small physical items or spells bursting out of him during strong feelings (leading to panic and embarrassment only making it worse.) Harrison feels like it's a total setback. That his work so far didn't mean anything, he has no idea where his powers come from and as they change he apparently has no idea how to control them after all. Alot of old doubts, and new ones emerge. "Maybe it would've been better to have never had them in the first place."

I like to think after awhile he regains this hold over it, and it was just a sign of like. His magic going through puberty/hj and it turns out stronger in the end.

Other older Harrison HCs include he's definitely a swiftie and jumps up on his bed lipsyncing doing a fucking Matilda as shit floats everywhere.

His formal vest and top hat get switched out for a casual vest and beanie hat (constant hat hair) wouldn't it be so funny if he had a top hat shaped pin on it/hj

His like signature little thing I love putting on his clothes and drawing him with is the ace of spades. Small charms n shit I love it.

His frienemy thing with Nerris as she matures turns more into friend leaning. (Bc like, their dynamic is not 50/50 she is nearly always the one coming at or for HIM 😭 and it's coming from a very childish reasoning- which is okay. Bc she's a child.) So as she gets older and grows out of her issues that caused them to not get along they become closer.

Mostly due to them both being much better friends with Preston and spending time with each other via him.

But since they're older and Preston fills alot of his time with the multiple hobbies he has and Nerris has other friends to hangout with, Harrison is still left on his own sometimes. He goes through these bits of bad mental health and "everyone hates me" thoughts but doesn't really let anyone know about it.

I have this OC Quincy, technically not a camp camp oc I'm actually embarrassed sometimes to add him into things bc he doesn't fit the vibe of cc what so ever but the angst he can make is so good 2 me

He's this demon with magical know-how but no power of hisown. I like to think of Harrison (who notoriously throughout the show wants company.) Kinda ignores all the red flags and "I've always said don't judge a book by it's cover"s his way into accidentally getting manipulated by him. But also getting incredibly helpful magic lessons out of it too before it comes to a head.

#harrison camp camp #camp camp harrison #character headcanons #camp camp headcanons #headcannons #cc harrison #harrison cc #camp camp #camp campbell #camp camp fandom #fictional characters #campcamp #angst

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cru5h-cascades · 10 months

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Splatoon 3 Side Order Update (Again!)

Wazzup wazzup eveyone! I'm back at it again with some more interesting Side Order-related news! Recently a bunch of stuff for Side Order has been datamined (it seems that the devs have been adding stuff for Side Order ever since launch), so I'd like to go over some of the stuff that was found. No spoilers, but if you'd rather be suprised whenever we actually get Side Order this is your warning. Otherwise, here's some new info regarding Side Order (organized by when they were added, which were during splatfests)!

Rock v Paper v Scissors (testfire fest, August 2022):

nothing too noteworthy over here, just some scenes, whatever those might be.

(nothing for Gear v Grub v Fun in September 2022)

Grass v Fire v Water (November 2022)

wave 2 misc scene added

scene attribute to use for the DLC

Spicy v Sweet v Sour (January 2023)

actor attribute added

added two enemy actors under the names Shell and ZakoStandard

Side note: yay new enemies

Dark Chocolate v Milk Chocolate v White Chocolate (February 2023)

actor attribute added to allow enemies to attack a target (possibly the player)

added object actors under the names PaintTargetArea (splatzones), VictoryBall (8-ball), and VictoryBallGoal (8-ball goal)

Side note: YEP THAT'S RIGHT MATES 8-BALL LEVELS ARE COMING BACK.

added scenes imlying progression on a tower (potentially Deca Tower, duh)

Side note: so what that last addition is basically saying is that Side Order will be kinda like Pizza Tower but scary (and marine life themed, of course). But I mean, I guess we should've known about the tower progression for a while now (the French title of Side Order is Order Tower; I talked about this in a post some time ago). But hey, news is news and we're in dire need for Side Order news. Anyways, moving on (things get real interesting after this)

Nessie v Aliens v Bigfoot (March 2023)

added two bosses under the names BallKing and TowerKing (there's been some speculation that BallKing could be the Octowhirl from Splatoon 1, which would be okay with me as long as they don't bring back the Octostamp.... AGAIN....) (also I have a strong feeling in my gut that TowerKing will be the final boss of Side Order)

added an actor for collectible items

added NPC actors

added lift actors (tower control tower)

added spawner objects

added soaker block actor to Side Order

added person names (most likely belonging to the devs) (you know for the credits)

added scenes for a boss fight and something called creator (level creation?)

Power v Wisdom v Courage (April 2023)

added a lift actor to avoid an 8-ball from going somewhere

added an object actor for both inkrails and grindrails

Vanilla v Strawberry v Mint Chip (July 2023)

all Side Order related strings have been removed :(

And that's all we got up to date! Hopefully we get to see Side Order for Drizzle Season 2023 (AKA the game's first aniversery). I mean with all this data in the game you'd think we'd get news soon, right? We got the rewards and now all of this in the game (or at least until all the SIde Order related strings were removed), maybe even more than that. Anyways if you want a more in-depth look into all of this info, please see Splat Channel's vid (I'll link it to the post right here). But with that being said hopefully, one bright and sunny day we'll get a trailer and release date for Side Order. Someday...

Anyways I'll keep y'all up to date with anything new revolving Side Order, I'll even post an in-depth analysis for the Side Order trailer whenever it does come out (I promise this time; I might've forgotten to do one for Sizzle Season but I assure you I will make one this time). Staaay fresh, everyone!

#splatoon #splatoon 3 #side order #side order news #update #splatoon update #plz like and reblog!#spread the word

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zerobaseonefics · 1 year

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OMG NOO NEXT WEEK ON THIRSDAY RIGHT IS THE FINAL EPISODE RIGHT (i think so im not sire tho) AND EXACTLY AT THE TIME THE EPISODE STARTS I HAVE THERAPY LIKE BRO I PREFER TO WATCH BOYS PLANET CRYING MY GUTS OUT AND ALMOST FAINTING INSTEAD OF GOING TO YOUUUU LIKE YOU DONT EVEN HELP ME MAN anyway i lied to my therapist 3 times already and i feel bad. im a pathological liar or whatever its called so i believe my own lies roght and tell them all the time and make up new lifes/perosnalities that way and i need to tell him about it but idk how because i dont want him to know that i lied to him👲 he thinks im smart, kind and everything but a liar, BADDIE🤭, actuslly dumb af and rude to almost everyone. i just hope soon i wont need to go to him anymore🫶🫶 oh and he forgets always everything sbout me so its easier for me to lie to him but i dont want to LIKE BROO??? this is the only place i can actually talk with no lies because im anonymous and everybody can think what they want but they dont know who i am ykykyk?? this should be a motivation to lie even more actuslly since its anonymous and NOBODY knows who i am but no its the other way around for me👍btw the only thing my therapist did what didnt helped me at all but was „okay” from him like the good „okay” was that he said fuck the prople that are racist to me💪💪

no look i'm going to try and advice you for the best as someone who've been seeing therapist for years.

BESTIE YOU NEED TO CHANGE THAT DAMN THERAPIST 🫵🏼 idk the situation in your country regarding this, in France where i live it's kinda hard to find another one. if it's not the case where you are, try and look for another one. when you don't get the vibe with your therapist, he will most likely not be able to help you because you're not comfortable enough to tell him the truth. you say it yourself, he doesn't remember shit about what you tell him, and i just think there is no point in going to him if it's like this.

don't get me wrong tho!! you shouldn't miss your appointements. i mean, i don't know if you're struggling with being a pathological liar or if you have other issues that just makes you feel worse. if that's the case, i'd recommand you don't miss your appointment and you'll watch the finale later 🫶🏼 as someone who suffers from mental illnesses as well, seeing my therapist (even when i have trouble with him...) helps me keep in touch with the fact that i can settle for something else than losing to my troubles. if you really have a illness that could be a danger to your life if you miss that appointment, please go. i insist on that and i wouldn't want you to end up feeling bad for temporary satisfaction. it's the worst feeling.

however, if you feel like you can go on without this week, just don't go! it's up to you, evaluate your situation to make the best decision. i care about you and i hope everything will be okay so update me about it baddie 🫶🏼

#b0ysplanetfics

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smaragaide · 1 year

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Hi. I have officially read all of your fics. I started with Awakening and was kinda bummed it wasn't finished and so I went and read all your other stuff.

I know it's not cool to bug an author to update but will you PLEASE consider finishing Awakening? Honest to God, I coulda swore you were GRRM with that story. It felt like GOT.

And I gotta tell you, House of Green and Black is a freaking masterpiece! I gotta know how it ends. It just too good. This could be its own novel with different character names and stuff. That's the kind of book I would BUY. No joking. I'd pay money to see this movie.

Gonna stay Nonnie cuz i don't want you to think I'm a freak and stalking you and stuff.

Please consider finishing at least the House story. If they don't end up together and the kids aren't ok I'll just die not knowing.

Sorry if I'm bugging you or creeping you out. I didn't know how much I could love this story.

You're not bugging me. You're not creepy or stalking.

I haven't written in years. I don't want to make promises I can't keep. I'm in a different place that when I started writing all my stories.

I didn't really outline Awakening to the end. I know where I was going to take it. I tried to keep that more book canon for Winds of Winter.

House, oh man. When I started that story, I never believed it would become this massive detailed plot. Several chapters in, I knew this was going to be a longer story than I had planned and then it started writing itself. That's when I had to actually learn how to write I suppose. I outlined, made an actual map, I have docs full of dialogue and scenes that came to me in the middle of the night, I made this massive timeline to keep all the details of the characters and events in check because time and fate is a big theme in this plot.

A person here that I hold very dear, said that I could change names and GoT references and this would or could be an original novel. I did go to some extent to choose new character names and places and how to include a fictional country in the real world of the early 19th century.

It's an undertaking I started and became overwhelmed when I had a mental/emotional crisis and haven't been able to come back to yet. I thought by not finishing it, and writing an original novel instead would be a good idea. But then I also don't think I'm a good enough writer to do that. So perhaps I should finish this story the best I can on AO3.

I should be the one apologizing. Anyone here that knows me, knows I'm long-winded as hell. And cursed with over-sharing.

Please believe that I love this story. Writing PxS stories has been one of the very few things that have made me happy over the past few years.

I still think House has a killer twist ending. I had a couple people try and guess and everyone was wrong. That gave me some hope that maybe I still had people guessing to the end.

However, I'm scared I'm not good enough to write it the way it should be. Or I'm the only one who thinks it's good and it's actually not and then I'll be eternally depressed.

As you can see I have a serious confidence problem that I'm attempting to deal with.

I just don't want people to think I'm going to pop back into writing. I'm in a weirdo phase and not sure if I can still do this or not.

I love and appreciate every single reader that has enjoyed any of my stories. I just wish I had a better answer that wasn't depressing as shit. I feel like Debbie Downer from SNL. Like everything I say has a 'wah-wah-wah' trombone afterwards.

#petry x sansa #pxs #pxsship #petyr baelish #got #ao3 #awakening #the house of green and black #house of green and black #fanfic #fanfiction

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