#thank you so so much this cheered me up a billion and was the best thing ever to open up and see when i finished work today

[strongheartneteyam]

Realize where you belong.

Pairing: neteyam sully x female!dreamwalker!reader/female!human!reader

Chapter 4

CW: jealous neteyam, angst, restless neteyam, obsessive and toxic behavior, mentions of violence, neteyam's current mental health is not the best out there (let's put it that way), the word "bloody" being mentioned in someone's thoughts, TRIGGER WARNING for dubious consent and slight NON CON, angry thoughts, melancholic reader, hints of depression on reader, anxious reader, mentions of breeding kink, reader thinking a lot about neteyam, reader finds out she's crushing on neteyam, reader is afraid of neteyam + attracted to him, neteyam stepping over reader's boundaries, creepy yandere vibes, slight nudity, sexual tension, neteyam almost trying to have sex with reader (if you squint)

Not proofread… as always 😂 I'm so sorry PLS don't give up on me, my babies! My readers are my lil rays of sunshine! No false praising here, I'm way too much of an honest, and sometimes blunt bih to do that! Ahaha you guys have changed my life. Having you guys reading my stories, appreciating my art… I'm still speechless. I love y'all until the end! 🥲🥺🫀💕 when I'm sad, you guys cheer me up with your comments, reblogs, asks, likes… I'm forever thankful ✨ I'm sending A BIG KITH to everyone that commented on the other chapters! I didn't have enough time and mental/physical health to answer everyone bc I've been going through some tough things in my personal life lately. Like, REAL tough. But I always do my best to try and show my gratitude to all of you <3 hope you enjoy this chapter. Leave comments below if u wanna I LOOOOVE READING YOUR COMMENTS 🥰💕💕💕

Chapter 3

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Watching me, wanting me

I can feel you pull me down

Fearing you, loving you

I won't let you pull me down

Haunted (Evanescence)

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Hours had passed since Neteyam Suli had appeared to you in the window of the kitchen you worked in.

It was late at night already and you should be sleeping but, you just could not stop thinking about what had happened. How weird it had been to see a real na'vi - not an Avatar - real close. How odd he looked in your eyes, massive in size and so, so blue...

You laughed alone in your small room in the back of the laboratory after taking a quarter of a second to realize that the thought you just had was actually really funny.

Neteyam looked like a huge and thick brushstroke of sky blue paint. Still, he was… incredibly beautiful. He was eerie, weird looking compared to the human guys you're used to, but… something about him made his face linger on your mind.

You did not know how it was possible that you were finally having to admit to yourself that you felt attracted to Neteyam Suli, even after he appeared to you only once and, let's not forget, he appeared completely unanticipated, saying he had seen you before, multiple times.

You knew that raised like a billion red flags. Yet still, even though you did not feel safe enough to trust him or let your hair down when he was around, he intrigued you immensely.

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You woke up the next morning feeling anxious. You did not know what it was exactly, but, lately, you had not only been depressed, but anxious too. You knew you probably would be diagnosed with clinical depression and anxiety if you cared to go to the mental health department of the laboratory, but the thing was… you did not care to. You did not want to. The real reason for your lingering sadness was already so familiar to you: you did not like the life you were living.

You looked to be free like the na'vi. To not have deadly boring obligations everyday, to not have to care so much about so many strict rules of what was socially acceptable and what was not. You thought your own race to be too complicated. Humans don't really say what they mean just so many times. Humans care too much about money and power when, in reality, deep down, we all know that's not what's gonna make us happy, what's gonna keep us warm in a cold night.

But you were never really like that.

Not to pretend you were a golden, precious jewel, so incredibly hard to find, so utterly different from everybody else but, in all honesty, as much as you did care about money and having a comfortable life - to some extent - you were never a greedy for riches kind of person. You had always felt perfectly happy and content to just have a few things to keep you cozy, like your earbuds, a good book, your favorite sweet treat… You liked it simple. Calm. Balanced.

You believed that everything needs to be balanced to work well.

Chaos and light. Pain and happiness.

People need all of it to learn, grow and live a good life, that doesn't get painfully boring and unbearable with time.

But humans lacked balance.

Too much greed, too little contentment. Too much hate, too little compassion. Too much selfishness, too little altruism. That's why your kind was, as unfortunate as it was, doomed to misery. The human race dug their own grave. God, they couldn't even respect and take care of their own planet, their own home, the place that kept them literally safe and steady in the middle of the immense galaxy, let alone being able to take care of each other, to consider other's feelings before their own because, sometimes, we all need to do it.

And that's one of the reasons why you admired the na'vi so much. They were so much more wise than your own race.

How many times you had wished, talking to yourself in the dark of the night, that you could have been born na'vi. Why was fate so cruel to you? You did not even believe in fate. But it is only an expression, anyway.

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Neteyam was tossing around on his mat since he went back home from training.

Yesterday he was way too busy to try and go see you or at least watch you from afar.

Sometimes he truly felt exhausted from his hectic routine and just wished he could be like Lo'ak and the other Omatikaya young men and just be able to relax more, to have more free time to engage in hobbies or, Eywa... to have more time to sleep... Sometimes he went back home all sore. He was as athletic as one can be but it did not mean he could not feel jaded after pushing himself too hard.

But Neteyam tried to always keep in mind the noble, sacred reason why he did all that. He was going to be the next leader of his clan, a privileged position, blessed by the Great Mother. A position that so many wished to have and he was lucky enough to be waiting to take on.

He was the current Olo'eyktan's son. It was a gift, he should not be ungrateful. He felt bad for thinking that was exactly what he was being... His father, Jake, was Toruk Makto. He was brave enough to earn that title. Neteyam felt it was his duty to be as brave and fearless as his father, to honor him and all his efforts to defend their tribe from any danger, specially from the Sky People.

Everything was going as usual, if it was not for only one thing: Lo'ak seemed to be suspicious of the fact that Neteyam was out for so many hours, almost everyday (meaning, every time he was free to just do whatever he wanted and not training to become the next Olo'eyktan of the Omatikaya) and nobody had a clue of where he was.

His parents seemed to be too busy being the Olo'eyktan and the Tsahìk to notice something seemed off about Neteyam's behavior lately. And it is understandable. It was anything but easy to be the clan leader and the clan healer and spiritual leader. Mo'at was getting old and had passed the position of Tsahìk to Neytiri a while ago. So, Jake and Neytiri already were making such a huge effort to be able to live up to their duties, be parents of a little girl, Tuktirey, three teenagers and still keep their sanity. It was a lot, indeed. But they tried as hard as they could to still be good enough for their clan, their family and for each other, as a mated couple.

Neteyam decided he was way too restless to be able to sleep that night. He could not stop thinking about the way that human male talked to you, looked at you... He wondered if he really was your mate. He was not sure but if what he thought when he saw you two together was true, he knew it would not be a problem. He hated to get violent, his natural self was calm and composed. But he was going to fight for you, and, if it needed to get bloody, then so be it.

He decided to go outside his and his family's home, to breathe some cold, fresh eclipse air. It helped him to calm down a bit but it was not enough. He missed you. Like crazy. Deeply. He craved your scent… your delicious human scent. He did not even believe he was saying that about the way a human smelled. But he would always insist in saying you were different. You had a na'vi heart. Just like his father, back when he was still all pink and small.

He decided he wanted… no, he needed to see you. And it could not wait. It had to be now. He craved you and that craving would not go away like that. It was stronger than his rational brain. You woke up his animal side more than anything else did. He wanted to mate with you as soon as possible. He dreamt about the day he would be able to breed you, have you carrying his offspring on your womb. He would make you so happy, give you everything you've ever wanted, everything you need. And while you were still not permanently living inside your Avatar body, he still wanted to have you, even if it meant having you in your demon form. You were a pretty, lovely demon. His cute, sweet demon girl. His yawntutsyìp. (little loved one)

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You just could not believe it was really happening, how the hell you got into those circumstances.

Right before that moment, you were almost sleeping peacefully, finally (you know that state when you're not awake nor asleep?), after having been awake, tossing around on your bed for hours for the most ridiculous reason you could ever think of: you were undeniably crushing on that weird alien boy. Neteyam Suli.

Yes, he acted like a creep when he tapped on your window. You knew it was pathetic but… he just would not leave your mind. He was shamefully living rent free in your brain. All cozy there.

But the worst and craziest part was: you were still afraid of him.

Ok, the na'vi were a peaceful, highly intelligent (arguably much more smart, interesting and wiser than humans) alien race but he was still almost 10 feet tall and was so freaking intimidating. You shivered at the thought that he could ever hurt you, even by accident, one day.

Still, you were now here with him. Outside the laboratory. Because he put his goddamn eerie but cute (the guy is a complete paradox) looking ocean colored fingers through the tiny gap you left open in your bedroom window - a passage you left for air to come in when it was really hot and dry, like it was that night - and that made a strange noise, enough to put you in alert mode.

Damn, what a bad habit… Leaving the window open, even slightly, was not even permitted by the people who took care of the lab's security norms. That could be dangerous. But you had always been a stubborn little thing.

You were now regretting your decisions, though. 

Neteyam approached your window being what he could be like a pro: a crazy stalker.

How you were still attracted to him… even though you were fearful of his na'vi build and strength… that was a question that maybe a mental health professional could answer. It was weird and problematic and you knew it. But you never imagined you would feel like this about Neteyam Suli. You really did not. When you first saw him, he seemed cute and handsome in your eyes, but he was still an alien. You had never considered being attracted to one. But now… nothing made sense anymore, things were getting weird.

Stupidity took over you when you were so sleepy and groggy and you saw it was his huge hand on the wooden window, so, you wanted to ask him why he ran away the last time you two spoke. You know when you're so sleepy, you make the most unimaginably silly mistakes? So… there you go. You dragged your heavy with slumber body out of your bed, grabbed your oxygen mask that was kept inside your closet and opened the window.

But why, though?

In the beginning, you two were having a trivial talk about mundane stuff, like how he learned the English language (his father, of course), he started to ask how and why you got an Avatar etc 

He acted suspicious but still normal-ish, for a na'vi. They always looked mysterious when interacting with humans. But then, when he was telling you about his little sister, Tuktirey, and your eyes were slowly falling shut, your body begging for some hours of sleep… you felt a change in the atmosphere around you.

Your eyes had closed for a while, on their own, and suddenly, you knew Neteyam was really close to you, now. He had been keeping a respectful distance in the beginning. But now… now he was inches away from your body. He had moved closer, his fleshy but toned blue thigh almost rubbing against your leg, as you were sitting sideways on the window frame, your legs hanging in the air, making you feel a bit cold because of the nighttime Pandoran air.

You woke up from your 5 seconds long involuntary nap really startled.

"Hey! Why are you… so close?" You looked at him, dazed and nervous, visibly shaken

"Sorry… Is it too much? You're just… so pretty…" Neteyam says, looking at you like he's looking at a graceful, otherworldly being.

"Yeah. It is." You warn him "Can you… step away a bit, please?" You said, looking into his eyes. Your gaze serious but amiable.

Neteyam respected your request and did what was decent. But you did not expect that he would soon change his demeanor, just like something was taking over him.

You were so distracted with your chat with Neteyam but so utterly sleepy too that you did not notice when your nightgown's thin strap slipped through your right shoulder, leaving your breast exposed, your nipple out for Neteyam to see.

It was like a beast had replaced that nice-but-weird-vibes guy you were previously talking to.

Neteyam had just lifted you off of the window with amazing ease, your feet now touching the ground and he got closer to you again. He had you with your back against the lab's outer wall, keeping you there just by being in front of you, looking at you.

His size was enough to keep you still. You did not want him to maybe get mad at you if you tried to run away. That could become terrifying in a heartbeat. You were brave since a child, but you were also realistic. Your height and body strength was nothing compared to Neteyam's.

He looked at your exposed breast with such desire, you felt like his amber gaze was scorching your sensitive skin.

"Neteyam! What-?"

"You're so… perfect." His breath was labored while he stared down at your nipple, hardened by the cold temperature of the eclipse air "Sevin…" (pretty)

"I'm so afraid of you, Neteyam... You're too big and honestly...scary. I'm so sorry. I'm always trying to pick up signals that may indicate you're gonna hurt me. I don't feel comfortable at all right now. Please, let me go" You said as your cold, anxious hands took your nightgown strap back to where it belonged, covering your boob again, feeling ashamed of the vulnerable way you had just been seen by Neteyam, ashamed of the fact that he, a boy you barely knew, had just seen your naked breast, even if it was only for a brief period of time

"My cute little 'emyu…" (cook, cooker) "You don't need to be afraid of me." He smiles at you in such a sincere way, trying to show you he means no harm whatsoever. 

Though Neteyam felt his heart tightening way too much inside his chest, hurting so much it was like you had crushed it when you said you're afraid of him, he was carefully trying to make you see he would never in a billion years harm you, his precious little yawne (loved one).

He wished so hard, even prayed to Eywa, in a millisecond, inside his mind, that you would soon realize he loved you so much he would kill anyone who ever hurt your precious, frail human body. He could not understand how you could think he himself would do such a horrible thing towards you.

When Neteyam saw you did not show any sign that you were beginning to trust him more, he said:

"Hì'i," (little, small in size) "please... I need you... I love your scent so much. I miss it everytime I'm away from you. I love the way your human skin smells. I do. I dream about you at night... " He gets closer to you slowly and carefully, caging you between the wall and his broad, crazily tall blue body, leaving no way for you to get away from him "C-can I touch you? Touch your skin?" Neteyam breathes, begging for you with his wide eyed gaze "Just for a little while, please..." He kneels down at the ground to be as close as he possibly can to your height "See? I'm not so tall anymore. Am I a little less scary now?" He smiles faintly, trying to cover his pain with a fake demonstration of joy.

Neteyam feels so insecure, without any guarantee that you will eventually let him in. But he will never give up on trying to be worthy of your love.

"You're always gonna be scary to me. Even when I'm in my Avatar, I think." Using a sharp na'vi knife to stab Neteyam's heart repeatedly would have hurt him less than that statement "I'm not as skilled as you are or experienced as you are when it comes to using a bow or anything like that. God, I can't even work a bow right. If you'd ever hurt me, even by accident I-"

"I can teach you." He interrupted "I will teach you everything I know about archery. I'm a great archer, you know? I like to call myself "Mighty Warrior". " He smiles, frowning a bit, trying to make a joke to make the situation a little lighter.

You seemed so afraid he was starting to not know what to do anymore to try to make you see you were safe with him. That he would defend you from any danger without any hesitation and not be the danger himself.

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[joedirtymadre]

Sandwiches - Part 1

LAW X READER. FLUFF. (Taking requests 📲 pls send em 🧎‍♀️)

It’s been a few weeks since the captain of the Heart Pirates came aboard. However… I never really thought that this would be the result of the alliance. I’ve noticed that Law really likes hanging around me, not sure why… but as soon as we boarded he seemed to have liked being alone or unbothered.

Then one day…

“Hey (Y/N)!” Luffy called out as I had just finished creating some new outfits for the crew. “What’s up?” I asked. “Can you ask Sanji for some food? He banned me from the kitchen because the other night I raided the pantry,” Luffy said with a defeated look. “And I’m so hungry,” he whined. “Hmmm… I’ll try my best, but you know if I ask for too much food he’ll get suspicious,” I smiled. “Alright!” Luffy cheered and ran off to hide, in case Sanji caught him scheming a mission.

I walked into the kitchen, “Hi Sanji,” I smiled and waved. “(Y/N)-chwann~” he cooed as he was chopping some ingredients. “Hi Sanji, mind if I make something? Just some sandwiches,” I said. “Sure, but if you want I can make you one real quick,” he said as he placed the knife down. “No! It’s ok, I got it. Plus… Law asked me for one so I wouldn’t want to interrupt you,” I said the first thing that I could think of. “Him?!” He said angrily. “Don’t be angry Sanji, plus I’d hate for you to stop the meal you’re preparing. I’m really excited to try it for dinner,” I smiled and grabbed the objects from the fridge. “You’re so sweet (Y/N)~! I’ll make this one of the best dinners ever,” he said and continued preparing the dish. Phew… anyways, now let’s make some sandwiches.

I made enough sandwiches for each crewmate, except for Sanji- he said he’d rather wait until dinner. I began passing a wrapped sandwich with a glass of juice to everyone. Everyone said thanks and happily took the sandwich and juice from me. I then sneakily walked over to Luffy who was hiding in a barrel, “Hey Luffy! Made you some sandwiches,” I smiled. “How many?” He drooled. “5 of them, I hope that’s enough until dinner,” I said and handed them the wrapped sandwiches. “Wow thanks, ok now can you cover the barrel again? Before Sanji sees me eating?” He asked, I laughed and quickly covered the barrel. I had 2 more sandwiches, and decided to go find the mysterious doctor.

I found him in the library, leaning back in a sofa chair asleep. I quietly placed the sandwiches and a glass of juice on the coffee table next to him. I was about to walk away before my curiosity peaked. I looked over at the large fluffy hat that was covering his eyes, “Just one touch…” I whispered. I slowly walked over and stood in front of the sleeping doctor. I gulped as my hand slowly crept closer and closer to the fluffy white hat. So close… and finally contact! “So soft…” I smiled. “So cute,” I said. “So you think I’m cute, huh (Y/N)-ya?” Law asked as he tilted his head up to look at me. I stood there frozen, then felt my face burn up to a billion degrees. “N-No I was j-just-“ I stuttered as I backed away. “Wow, all shy and flustered, huh? Guess you must really like me?” He smirked. My face felt like it was on fire, and my head started spinning. “W-Wait hear m-me out- Ah!” I slipped while taking a step back, but instead of hitting the floor I felt an arm snake around and caught me. My eyes opened and were faced with a very muscular torso… they then lingered up to see a smirking man. “Falling for me now, are we?” He smirked. “I-I-I-I,” I blushed, and my head went back to spinning in circles. “I think she busted a fuse,” I heard him chuckle. I pushed him back, “I made you some sandwiches, I hope you like them!” I yelled and ran out of the library or else I’m gonna explode.

Back to now…

Ever since that day he hasn’t left me alone… and it’s honestly not too good for my health. I never realized how flirty he is… he’s almost as bad as Sanji, but more bolder. It’s dangerous… So dangerous that I have decided to hide from him or else my heart might actually explode. Now I'm under the dining table, hoping he won’t find me. I’ve been here for 30 minutes, so I think I’m in the clear… I finally let out a sigh of relief. Then suddenly I see a blue color surrounding me, “Room,” I hear and before I know it the captain of the Heart Pirates is over me, his frame pinning me to the floor. “Really (Y/N)-ya? Hiding under the table now?” He chuckles. “It’s cause you-!” I immediately shut my mouth. I hear footsteps, a couple of them. I look over and see Luffy’s, Usopp’s, Chopper’s, and Sanji’s shoes. I look up to Law who is staring back at me with a smirk, I frown angrily in return. “What’s up with that look, (Y/N)-ya?” He whispered in my ear, making my body fill up with goosebumps. “You! You keep-!” I stopped once I heard. “Did you hear that?” I Usopp asked. “Huh?” Sanji asked, annoyed. “Anyways, hurry up and help me move these food items to the pantry,” he said and showed them some boxes. “Roger!” The 3 said and began moving the boxes. “You should really whisper, unless you wanna get caught,” he whispered. “Fine, you just don’t know when to stop teasing people!” I whispered angrily. “What are you talking about? You’re the one that called me cute,” he smirked. “I meant the hat!” I whispered. “Then why do you get so flustered around me?” He asked. “I-I… I don’t know…” I blushed and avoided his eyes. “Come on, just say you like me,” he smirked as he noticed the goosebumps on my skin. “You’re just teasing me,” I frowned. “And? It’s cute seeing how flustered you get,” he says softly. “C-Cute?” I asked, feeling my face heating up. “Yeah, and it looks like you like being teased,” he said as he analyzed my face. “I do not!” I whispered. “You’re just a bully,” I huffed. “Yeah, but only to you. I like your reactions,” he replied as he leaned down and I could feel his breath hitting my neck. “I bet you wouldn’t like it, if I teased you back,” I frowned. “You? Tease and bully me? That’d be a funny sight to see, (Y/N)-ya,” he chuckled softly. “Oh yeah? Well then…” I blushed, as I cupped his face and forced him to face me. He had a surprised look on his face, for only a second, “Well th-“ I interrupted him. I pulled him into a deep kiss, I felt as he tensed up from the sudden contact, but quickly relaxed into it. After a few more seconds we finally pulled away from each other. “I told ya,” I smirked. “Man you sure like to rile people up, don’t you (Y/N)-ya?” He smirked. I don’t think that was a good idea… I looked over and realized the boys were gone. I took this opportunity to snake out of Law’s grasp and jump out from under the table. “Hey!” I heard him say, and heard a hard THUMP come from under the table. “Oh no, are you ok?” I asked, being a habit of mine. He peered out from under the table and looked devilish. “You look fine!” I said and quickly ran off. While running off, I realized something… it is kind of fun to tease him back.

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[corrodedcoffins-blog]

hmmm before taylor x player get together mayeb taylro gets asked about her in an interview?

Jimmy Fallon and a DM

taylor swift x fem!NHL!reader

note: not that good lol, sorry i loved the idea just got busy and i wanted to put it out sooner than later <3

Between the break for the USA and International leg of her tour, Taylor was set to appear on Jimmy Fallon. Waiting for her que, getting her hair fixed last second by the stylist, she hears the ‘Please welcome, Dr. Taylor Swift”  

The fans in the live audience cheered as Taylor stepped out onto the set, giving Jimmy a quick hug before sitting down. The cheering never stopped, “Thank you so much.” The woman said, addressing the crowd which only causes them to cheer more.

“We are just so happy you’re here! And I announced you as ‘Doctor’ this time. ""Yes. Thank you. But really I’m happy to be here.” “And we’re so excited to talk about the tour, so you’ve finished the USA leg. And you have announced The Eras Tour film, coming out worldwide October 13th! And it really is a record breaking tour!”

The crowd cheering again, an awkward smile on Taylor’s face, even after years it will always be weird to have people tell you all your accomplishments. 

“I mean, I've written some things down; the tour is already estimated to earn over $1 billion, your opening night in Glendale was the most-attended concert by a female artist ever in the U.S., and your tour has actually boosted the economy! I mean that’s amazing! That’s amazing.” “Thank you! That is so kind of you to say all that!” “Well it’s true!”

-

“And- y’know speaking of your athleticism in getting ready for the tour, a certain athlete in the NHL for the New Jersey Devils, said you were her celebrity crush. Did you see this?”

Of course Taylor had seen it. The clip was all over ‘SwiftTok’ a place she was very active in, with her secret account. And only her closest friends knew that she had in fact started to reciprocate the feelings. Growing a crush on the girl after watching clip after clip of her doing media, getting mic’d up, and answering the questions; and getting butterflies in her stomach whenever she hears Y/n mention her.

“Um, yes I did. I mean, Y/n L/n, she’s very talented and I really admire her, and how far she’s brought herself; and she is definitely far more athletic than me.”

A low chuckle coming from the crowd, Taylor thankful it was Jimmy interviewing her and not anyone else, who would want to press on the subject.

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One thing about Y/n is she loves talk shows, reality TV, and award shows. So having a night off, Y/n decided to stay in and do her favourite activity, surfing the channels. And she happens to come across the Jimmy Fallon tonight show, with Taylor Swift in the seat adjacent to the host. And another thing about Y/n is whenever she sees Taylor Swift, she stops.

They were talking about her workout routine to get ready for the tour, which truly to Y/n sounded very impressive. Then they did something that at this time feels like the worst thing ever, yet will turn out to be the best thing to ever happen to her. 

Jimmy mentions a ‘certain athlete’. That’s what Y/n believed would end her life, hearing Taylor Swift talk about her confessing her brush on the woman. Hearing that your celebrity crush has heard what you’ve said about them, was probably her worst fear.

Before she could even hear what the woman was going to say, against her own will, Y/n turned off the TV, put on music and finally started to make dinner; something she was putting off before that became her alternative.

-

The early morning light of 5:30 am filtered through the curtains, Y/n getting out of bed and making her way into the bathroom, and getting ready; telling her google home to play her morning music, getting into her workout attire, before making her way into her kitchen and making a smoothie with her pre-workout. 

Only going on her phone in the elevator, the woman almost dropped her half-finished smoothie, and honestly she herself almost fell to the floor seeing the DM she had gotten.

Hey, Y/n

I’m sorry if talking about you on The Tonight Show in any way made you uncomfortable, but I really do admire you and I was wondering if you would ever want to go out sometime. It isn’t just you with the celebrity crush.

Lesson number one of how to kill Y/n, be Taylor Swift and ask her out.

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[ashwhowrites]

Can I request Angst 40 with Eddie? But instead of God that's playing house it's Dustin and the Hellfire club. Maybe reader and Eddie have been fighting or they're ignoring their mutual feelings and it's coming through in Eddie's campaigns?

You're angst is amazing and I'm hoping for a happy ending, but do whatever you think fits best! :)

Absolutely! I think I should be able to give it a happy ending.

Thank you so much!

“Seven billion people in the world and I got put in a room with you. Either I’m cursed or God likes playing house with us.”

Ever since a new girl joined hellfire, her and Eddie have been down each other's throats.

Y/N was the only girl in hellfire for the longest time. Using this time to flirt her way into Eddie's life, and trying into his heart. She had a crush on Eddie ever since she met him during her freshmen year.

Eddie was hard to read. At times he flirted back and other times he acted like he didn't know who she was. She was on this endless rollercoaster and Eddie seemed to never turn it off. She made her feelings obvious, or so she thought. She's pretty sure all of hellfire knows she's into their leader but he seems clueless or not interested.

She'd compliment him every day, sneaking dirty jokes in between.

"wow Eddie that shirt fits your arms so nice. Can I feel them?"

"Those jeans fit your thighs really nice."

How is that not obvious? But it was confirmed he didn't like her in that way when he introduced Lilly to the group.

She was a tall blonde with green eyes. A smile that caught everyone's attention, and it definitely caught Eddie's.

"you can sit next to me." He smiled as she followed him to his seat.

Y/N looked at him confused, there wasn't an open seat next to him.

"move over Y/N." He said as he waved his hands to shoo her.

Y/N felt like she wanted to smack him so hard his hair would fly off. He had the nerve to tell her to move so a new girl could sit?

"Excuse me? This is my spot, it always has been." She stood up for herself.

The group watches them closely, feeling the tension get tighter and hotter.

"Yeah but Lilly is new and needs to be close to the master so I can show her." He smirked as he explained, winking in Lilly's direction. Y/N rolled her eyes as she giggled, covering her mouth.

Y/N decided not to fight and bit her tongue. Getting out of her chair, scraping it loudly across the floor.

The group watched silently, not believing the way Eddie was behaving.

Lilly sat next to Eddie and scooter the chair as close as she could.

Y/N tried to focus on the game, not on the fact Eddie was flirting his way through his whole campaign.

Towards the end she could feel the tears landing in her eyes. Hearing Eddie call this new girl beautiful every five seconds. Touching her hands as she rolled the dice. Cheering her on when she landed a good roll.

It reminded her of when she first learned. She remembered sitting in that chair trying so hard to impress Eddie. She stayed up night after night reading every book the library had. Even paying Dustin to teach her how to play. She remembered when Eddie called her beautiful every time. When his hand would hold hers as she rolled the dice.

Everything they did, he was doing with Lilly. Everything she thought that was special for them, was apparently just a thing he did with the new girls.

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It didn't get much easier for her.

Lilly came back session after session. She was getting better, Y/N would admit that. But that just meant she'd be staying.

She even has her own hellfire shirt now. Lilly's new spot was next to Eddie. Y/N's new spot was on the other side next to Dustin. Dustin tried to cheer her up at every campaign but it was hard when her eyes watched Eddie the whole time. Dustin knew all about her crush on Eddie's for years.

He encouraged her many times to make a move, and in some ways she did. She just never said exactly what she was feeling. Dustin knew his leader as well. And he knew he has feelings for Y/N. He just hasn't admitted it to himself yet. And as each day passed he could see Eddie ruining his chances more and more.

~~

Lilly has been part of hellfire for a month now and Y/N hadn't spoken to Eddie alone since.

Her flirting stopped, now embarrassed as he has no issue flirting with Lilly all the time

He never flirted this much with her. Another sign he wasn't interested.

Y/N gave up on getting his attention. Accepting that Eddie was into Lilly and she was definitely into him.

It wasn't a shock when he announced he wanted to ask Lilly out. The group nodded but not much of a response. Not that Eddie would notice, his eyes stayed on Y/N the whole time.

Watching as she refused to look up from her text book sitting as far from Eddie as possible. Eddie doesn't even know what hellfire said, just hearing the silence coming out of Y/N's mouth.

Dustin watched the two closely. Noticing Eddie only cared to see her reaction, or lack of reaction.

He watched as Eddie's shoulders slumped after Y/N never looked up.

Dustin smiled to himself - he has a plan.

~~

Y/N decided she wanted to quit hellfire a few days ago. She couldn't sit there and watch Eddie ignore her. She only joined the damn club for him and now he doesn't care if she's there or not.

She held the shirt in her hand as she sat in his throne chair, patiently waiting for him to show up early as he always does.

"shit, I didn't expect you to be in so early." Eddie chuckled as he closed the door behind him. Throwing his backpack on the floor.

"Eddie I want to talk." She said as she sighed. Eddie looked up at her, noticing the shirt in her hand.

"What's going on?" He asked nervously, praying this wasn't what he thought it was.

"I'm quitting hellfire." She said as she threw the shirt in the middle of the table.

Eddie watched as the shirt landed then snapped back to her. She looked emotionless.

"what? Why?" He asked

"are you serious Eddie?"

He was confused

"yes? I don't understand why you want to quit. We are so close to the end of the campaign, you can't just leave now." He explained.

She felt like she was going to cry. Of course he only cared about finishing the campaign.

"wow Eddie. I don't know why I'm even surprised that the only thing you care about is that fucking campaign. That's the only reason you want me here right? You don't even care about me actually leaving, do you? Just needing my character to finish off your campaign?"

"that's not true. I of course want you to be here because I want you to be here. You mean more to me than just a character in my campaign." He tried to reason

"it sure doesn't fucking feel like it Eddie." She snapped. Trying to keep her tears in her eyes. She did not want to cry in front of him

"I don't understand where all of this is coming from. Is this because of Lilly? Are you jealous you aren't the only girl around now? Because that's pretty pathetic." He crossed his arms, eyebrows scrunched slightly.

~~

Dustin felt himself smacking his head against the door. "not the right thing to say idiot." He whispered as he locked the door. He was going to make these two talk about their feelings before they leave that room.

~~

"you are such an asshole for that." She snapped back, walking towards the door. Smacking it when she realized it wouldn't open.

"for what? Saying the truth? At least one of us is."

She turned her head back to him, so much anger filling her veins.

"you know what Edward, yes I am jealous. But I am not jealous because I'm not the only girl in this club anymore!"

"then what are you jealous of?"

"BECAUSE IM NOT THE ONLY GIRL IN YOUR LIFE ANYMORE!". She covered her mouth quickly, turning towards the door again. Refusing to look at him. That was not what she wanted to say. She did not want him to know about her feelings as he made it so very clear he would never feel the same

"wait what?" He asked softly, his anger slowly leaving his body.

"Y/N look at me " he said as he grabbed her elbow. She quickly snatched it away and shook her head

"no, let's just ignore I said that." She said as she tried to open the door again, still not moving.

“Seven billion people in the world and I got put in a room with you. Either I’m cursed or God likes playing house with us.” she tried to joke through her tears

Eddie grabbed her elbow again, turning her slowly towards him.

He felt his lips move in a frown when he saw the tears falling down her cheeks.

"hey don't cry." He soothed as he cradled her cheeks

"please stop Eddie, this is making it harder for me." She said as she pulled herself away, using the sleeves of her sweater to wipe her tears.

"make what harder?" He spoke softly. Not wanting to upset her further.

"losing you." She said, finally looking at him. Shocked to see his own tears falling softly down his face.

"you aren't losing me." He said

"I basically already did Eddie. Ever since she came along, you just pushed me aside." She sighed as she took a deep breath. Wanting to stop the tears from falling already.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel pushed aside. I'm an idiot and I should have just been honest with you about how I feel." He admitted.

"what do you mean?" She asked, now she was confused. How did Eddie feel?

"I took some bad advice from freshmen. Apparently if you like a girl, you are supposed to see if she'll get jealous. But I guess I missed the warning that it will greatly upset the girl you are in love with and ruin the chance you have with her." He said as he looked down at his shoes.

Embarrassed to admit that out loud.

"you're in love with me?" She asked quietly, heart beating so hard she could actually hear it.

"Um yes. For a very long time and I was too scared to tell you so I decided why not fuck it up instead?" He tried to laugh it off, but the pain in his chest was suffocating.

"I am really sorry. I really didn't mean to upset you or make you want to quit hellfire." He apologized.

"Eddie Munson, you are an idiot but I love you too." She said as she walked closer to him. His head snapped up, big eyes open in shock.

"wait really?" He asked

"yeah. You didn't ruin your chance completely, but let's not push it again." She warned.

He nodded at her words and cupped her cheek.

"can I kiss you now?" He asked, his words washing over her lips.

She nodded softly.

Watching as he leaned in and slowly moving forward herself.

When their lips finally touched it felt like finally connecting the two puzzle pieces that wouldn't fit anywhere.

"it's quiet now, do you think they are kissing?" They heard Mike whisper outside the door.

Eddie pulled away with a smirk.

"shh." He said as he placed a finger to her lips. She watched him in confusion.

Then he threw his head back with a load moan

"YES BABY." she tried to hide her laugh as she heard the boys scram away from the door. Gagging as they ran down the hallway.

"I guess it wasn't God playing with us." She joked as she kissed him again.

"nope. Just our little group of sheep."

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[melanieph321]

Dusan Vlahovic x Reader - Boss Me Around Part 1/6

I'm so excited for this one!🤭

Reader is a former yacht girl now newly moved to Turin, Italy for her job as a real-estate accountant. There she meets Dusan Vlahovic, a former client of hers, a client she never thought to see again. However, with Dusan being Readers new boss their past becomes a liability. Nevertheless the spark between them still lives. This story is a romcom with both His and Her POV!

Enjoy!

Miami did get a little crazy in the summer, thankfully it was your last year being a yacht girl. Yupp, you were keeping your promise. Once you were out of college you were putting your flip flops on a shelf and stuffing your bikini in the back of your pantie drawer. It was time to grow up and stop treating life like a circus. It was time to get a real job.

"But you'll still visit me when you move to Italy, won't you?" Izzy said, as the two of you shared a scooter on your way to the marina.

"Are you kidding? With my new salary I'm flying you out to visit me. We'll have so much fun together in Turin."

Although it was considered a job, you had formed many great friendships through yachting. Izzy was your best friend in the game, the one you never road without. If it hadn't been for Izzy teaching you the ways of the yachting game, you might as well have ended up in some really bad situations that a lot a girls do whilst seeking the fast way to earn some cash. It was important not to get too in awe of the experience. Izzy had tought you that. Izzy had also taught you that the biggest mistake girls in yachting did was fall in love with a client, a mistake you were thankful you had avoided throughout your career. Although college boys never realky gained your interest either.

"So who's this guy anyway?" You asked. "A nepo baby looking to party?"

"More like a self made billionaire. Raul says he owns like half of Serbia when it comes to real-estate."

"Impressive." You nodded. Your last job as as a yacht girl would be a breezer. It was easier to deal with rich entrepreneurs than spoiled nepo babies who believed to rule the world.

Or so you thought.

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"I think they're here." Alex said, looking over the boat deck, keeping an eye out for the girls. Once he spotted them Dusan rose from his taning bed, on his way to alert the crew to prepare the boat for departure.

"There's only two of them." Alex said, looking displeased as he returned from the deck, approaching his friend.

"Yes, one for you and one for me." Dusan said, pointing between the two of them.

"Man, you really have gone soft." Alex sighed. He was already suprised to be invited for a fun day out on his friend's new yacht, only to find the vessel empty of people if you excluded the crew members. "What happened to the old Dusan?" He said. "The one that likes to party. The one that taught me that the more the merrier, huh?"

Dusan chuckled. "I guess he's retired."

"At twenty four? How sad."

"Look, we can still have a good time. The girls said that they were up for anything."

"Yeah, but if I know you you're probably gonna ask them to watch you take a nap."

Dusan shook his head, a smile in his lips.

"When did you get so boring man, is that what a billion dollar empire does to you?"

Dusan opened his mouth to get back at his friend but that's when they heard voices below.

"Hello, anybody home?"

"Up hear!" Dusan shouted, a minute passing before they heard footsteps climbing the stairs. Two girls emerged, dressed in nothing but strips of fabric,  bikini's barley covering enough.

"Hi, I heard you guys were looking to party." The blond one said. Her hair was cut short with several tattoos covering her arms.

"Yeah, that's us." Alex grinned.

"Well, the party has arrived." She cheered.

Dusan had nothing against girls with short and bleached hair, but tattoos never did it for him.

"Great. How would you girls like your martinis?"

"Dry." The blond girl was quick to make clear. "And no olives."

"Got it, dry and no olives. How about your friend?"

All eyes turned to the second girl who's presence hadn't been as notisble as her friend. But now that he had his eyes in her, Dusan found it almost impossible to diverge his attention from her.

"Y/N?"

"Huh?" The girl seemed distracted,  her gaze having stuck to a point below Dusan's chin. He wasn't wearing a shirt,  only swimming trunks. Perhaps she found it rude, him introducing himself half naked. Not that she was any better.

"What drink do you want?" Her friend asked, in a bit if a rush to get the party started. The crew was heard above their heads,  the yacht would set sail at any minute now.

"S...ame as you." The girl stuttered. Her voice was unique. It was quite deep but in a very feminine way.

"No olives?" Her friend confirmed.

"No olives." The girl nodded. Her friend then followed Alex downstairs to the bar, leaving Dusan with no trail of thought in the presence of the girl which his eyes had yet diverge from.

"You have a very nice boat." She said,  trying to somther the rise of an awkward silence.

"Um, thank you." Dusan said, clearing his throat. "It's new actually."

"I can see that." She seemed fairly fascinated, as she dared approach the boats railing, admiring the view of Miami Beach.

"Yeah, how so?" Dusan asked, joining her side. But instead of admiring the view, he couldn't help but to admire her. She had eyes that sparked something within him, a sudden thrill.

"What do you mean?" A frown ruined her face.

Dusan felt the need to make himself clear. "You said that you could tell that my yacht is brand new,  how so?"

"Oh." She turned for her back to rest against the railing, her eyes now wandering across the newly swiped deck. "Well, it's every billionaires dream to own a boat and put it on display in Miami, or am I wrong?"

"I don't know." Dusan smiled. He was quite entertained. "I've never heard of this fenomenon. Surley the expert is you considering your experience with billionaires and boats."

The girl's eyebrow rose with interest, however Dusan's slik comment did not seem to have insulted her.

"Perhaps it's not every billionaires dream." She said, turning her head to face him. Again, her eyes sparked a thrill within Dusan, a thrill he was more than excited to explore. "But it sure is every newly crowned billionaires dream."

He wrinkled his nose.

The girl had a twinkle in her eyes. "My friend googled your net worth on our way here."

"I see." Dusan nodded. "Fair enough. I may or might not have bought this yacht in honor of my business flourishing this past year. However I'm not planning on docking it in Miami for display."

"Your gonna sail it across the seven seas?"

Dusan snorted, unintentionally of course. How did she make him do that? Her comment caught him of gaurd. "Not really." He said, collecting himself. "I'll have a friend of mine bring it home for me. He's more of a professional."

"Yeah, that's probably a better idea. Sailing a boat through pirate infested waters can be tricky without experience."

Again, the girl made him chuckled. It was pathetic how tipsy he came across. The girl must smell the glass of champagne he had earlier on his breath and think he's one of those creeps to invite yacht girls on their boats just to get them drunk. He had to assure her that he wasn't like that. He had to assure her that she could feel safe with him.

"We got martinis!"

Just as he was about to ensure her safety, the girl's friend showed up, followed by Alex who carried a tray of filled glasses. "Let's get this party started!" He said, handing out the drinks, making sure everyone had a glass in their hand for a toast. "To a lovely day, spent with two lovely girls." He said, as cheesy as ever.

"Cheers to that!" The blond girl said, rasing her glass.

Before downing his drink Dusan turned to her friend, making sure that she looked to be having a good time as well. He was suprised to find her smiling at him, an empty martini glass in her hand. "Drink up." She winked.

Dusan did exactly that. He would do whatever she asked him to, whatever.

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[glittter-vamp]

CHAPTER 10

Joe Burrow x Bisexual OC.

Warnings: 18+MDNI. Fluffy, a tad bit Angsty. Lil Taste Of Smut towards the end. Alcohol Use.

Word Count: 3.5k

A week has gone by since Valeria received that heartbreaking letter. She tried through multiple ways to get in contact with her family but they were not returning her calls nor letters she had overnighted to them. She hadn't been to work all this week, Kade and Elda taking over for her after she told them the news and they were both super understanding and told her to take as much time as needed. Her friends had also dropped by every so often to check on her. Bringing her, her favorites like snacks & drinks, anything to give her a bit of a pick me up and hanging out a bit trying to cheer her up as best as they all could.

Joe on the other hand, had not left her side. No matter how many comments she made to him about how he should go home, go visit some family and friends in Athens or just go out with the guys from the team but he was not budging and would always protest. 

"Are you going to eat this?" Joe asks as he holds up yesterday's pizza box.

"You can have it." Val chuckles shaking her head as she lays on the couch watching pretty little liars to which Joe was more invested in it than she was at this point.

"Hey pause that! I don't want to miss anything." Joe says to her as he heats up the pizza in her microwave. Val sighs and pauses the episode.

"Do you want me to make you anything?" Joe asks her.

"Nah... I'm good, thanks." She shakes her head.

"You have to eat Val, how about the French toast you left this morning?" He asks.

"I'm not hungry." Val mutters but she see's him take out the French toast anyway.

"Shouldn't you be working out instead of eating pizza?" Val asks.

"Calling me fat or something?" Joe scoffs.

"Your ass does seem to jiggle more lately." She nods making him roll his eyes.

"I have a normal size butt." Joe mumbles making her laugh.

"No normal size butt has a recoil like yours Burrow." Val snorts.

"Pervert." Joe shakes his head.

"Whatever you say Ms. New Booty."

"That's Mr. New Booty to you." Joe says making her laugh again.

Joe goes over to her with her French toast once he reheated it in the small oven and Val sighs loudly knowing he wasn't going to stop trying to make her eat until she gave in.

"I'm not going to eat all of this, these pieces are huge." Val says as she sits up and takes the plate from him.

"Just eat half at least." Joe shrugs before walking away and Val takes a bite of the French toast.

"Like a damn child." He mutters making Val give him the stink eye.

"I heard that!" She says with a mouth full of food.

"Well! I've been trying to get you to eat properly for days now. I know you're sad but you can't starve yourself. You also haven't been drinking enough water." Joe says grabbing his own food and waters for them both and walking over to Val sitting next to her. Val rolls her eyes and grabs the water from him taking a few sips.

"Happy?" She says sarcastically to Joe.

"Super." He mutters giving her attitude back.

The last few days, some tension had been growing between Val and Joe. Though Joe was being kind enough to her and doing everything for her. They noticed they were being a bit snappy towards each other. Mostly Val started it, she wasn't sure if it was because of the situation at hand or something else along the lines of some sexual frustration. She had found herself being extremely aroused by almost everything Joe did. His efforts in the gym this offseason were not going unnoticed by her but due to their current relationship standings... she couldn't really act on it like she would of months ago.

As they ate and continued their pretty little liars marathon, Joe asking the same question and giving the same opinion a billion times which was asking if a certain character was really A or being overly confident that someone was and being wrong by the end of the episode which would annoy him.

Val ended up finishing her food, being hungrier than she thought and took her dirty plate to rinse and put in the dishwasher. As she did that, there was a knock on the door and looking over at Joe mostly wondering if he had invited someone over, he just looked at her back and shrugged being as confused as she was. Opening the door without checking the peephole she opens it and finds herself face to face with a stranger holding a huge bouquet of flowers.

"Valeria Rios?" The man asks and she nods  confused. "These are for you, have a nice day." The man politely says handing her the bouquet of white roses which seemed to be more than two dozen roses...maybe even three. She thanks him and he walks off as Val shuts the door. Expecting them to be from your friends, employees or even Joes parents she was shocked when she set the roses down and read the card, seeing it was from Summer.

She had been ignoring her texts and calls while Joe was here avoiding an argument with him knowing he wasn't fond of her and also not really being in the mood to talk much to anyone else. It was the reason why her friends would drop in unannounced because she was ignoring phone calls and texts.

Dropped by the store twice looking to see you, Kade filled me in on the passing of your dad. Sending you my deepest condolences, hope you're taking care of yourself. Call or text me anytime if you need too, with love. - Summer <3

As Val read the note, Joe still sat on the couch ignoring what was going on the TV and eyeing her. He saw the little faint smile on her face as she read the note, to which she hadn't noticed herself that she did.

"Who are those from?" Joe asks from where he was seated. Val snapping out of her thoughts and looking over to him immediately feeling too nervous to tell him.

"Uh, they're from Summer." She admits. Joe hating hearing those words.

"Oh... cool." He says nonchalantly, but clearly bothered by the gesture but he knew better than to start anything with Val while she was still grieving and being unstable with her.

"Kade told her of my dads passing I guess, I haven't talked to her all week so these are very unexpected." She shrugs looking at the flowers. She couldn't help but to think how much they probably cost Summer. She knew she made good money but still, only Joe ever splurged on her like this from time to time.

"Her and Kade are friends like that?" Joe asks seeming rather annoyed. Val sighs and hands the card to Joe so he could read it himself.

"With love... that's a little much." Joe mutters setting the card on the coffee table.

"That doesn't mean the way you think it does, stop reading so much into it." Val says grabbing the flowers to put just a bit more water in the vase.

"You're not reading enough into it." Joe snaps back.

"Because there's nothing to read into, Joe. We've barely seen each other at all since she's been in town, I haven't even talked to her this entire week." Val rolls her eyes annoyed at him.

"Oh you two have seen plenty of each other." Joe mutters once again.

"You know, I appreciate you staying with me this entire week and taking care of me but maybe that's about over. We've been snapping at each other for the past two days, maybe you should go back to your place and give us both some space." Val says getting upset over that last comment Joe made.

"You're kicking me out?" Joe scoffs standing up and walking over to her.

"If you say so." She shrugs not caring to argue back with him.

"That's too bad because I'm not going anywhere." Joe smirks.

"Fine, then you can stay out here and I'll be in the bedroom." Val rolls her eyes and walks to her bedroom but quickly Joe grabs her hand and pulls her to him. Chests bumping with his.

"What?" Val mutters feeling the change in attitude within Joe. He went from annoyed to lustful.

"Why don't I...grab a bottle of wine and your favorite chocolates..." Joe says caressing her face which makes her stomach do flips but she stands her ground.

"Your competitiveness and jealously is ridiculous." Val shakes her head going to her room and to her drawers to grab a fresh pair of underwear and shower.

"What are you talking about?" Joe rolls his eyes following her into the room.

"You're only interested in getting a bottle of wine and my favorite chocolates because of the flowers, not because you want too. I'm not stupid." Val says walking over to her bathroom.

"That's part of it, I'll admit that but C'mon. I saw that smile on your face. I've been trying to get that out of you all week. All it took were flowers from your ex..." Joe says sitting down on her bed looking defeated.

"What are you even talking about? You're the only person who has stuck out this whole week with me and has made me laugh with your lame dad jokes and ridiculous reactions to Pretty little liars plot twists. You think expensive flowers are better than that or worth more than that? Than your time and your love?" Val looks over to him.

"No." He mumbles like a sad child.

"Then stop wallowing and getting bothered over a simple friendly gesture." Val says sitting next to him.

"You know I can't do that when there's something obviously there between you and her." Joe shakes his head taking a deep breath.

"What are we doing here Joe? We cheat on each other on the same night, basically break up, sleep with other people and you're here taking care of me like I'm your wife or something... if the guys knew they'd kick your ass." Val snorts laying back on her bed.

"I don't care what the guys think, they're no one to talk on relationships when half of them are in shitty relationships themselves they don't talk to no one about." Joe lies next to you.

"Now...why can't you apply that mentality to the rest of the world with our relationship?" Val says.

"Because it's different having a few guys say something where you can tell them to fuck off instead of thousands if not millions of people...I saw the comments on your posts this past month. I don't want to bring more negative attention to you like that...especially now while you're going through this." Joe shakes his head. 

"See... that's the part you keep missing, as long as I have you by my side I don't care about what people have to say." She says cuddling up beside him.

"You say that until you have a bunch of strangers bullying for stupid fucked up reasons or people contacting you trying to get to me." Joe mutters against her hair.

"That already happens." Val says looking up at him.

"Are you sure about this Val? There's no going back If we go public." Joe says making Val smile.

"I said what I said. I've been sure about this since the day you asked me to be your girlfriend." Val says leaning in for a kiss which Joe gladly returns. The kiss quickly grows more intense and Val some how ends up on top of Joe straddling him.

"Wait--I don't want you do this while you're still pretty vulnerable." Joe says out of breath which made Val appreciate him even more for thinking of her feelings first.

"That's really thoughtful of you. Let's give it a few more days...let me get back to normal but I hope you know your gains from the gym have me going insane." Val bites her lip making Joe chuckle.

"Let's get you back to your normal routine. Then you can jump my bones whenever you want." Joe kisses her.

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A few Days Later:

"I'm so glad you decided to meet us for lunch today, it's good to see you getting back to normal." Mateo says as they cheers to Val.

"Thanks guys, I just needed a moment to regroup and get over some emotions." Val smiles.

"We're just glad you took care of yourself and you're getting back to yourself." Karina smiles.

"Agreed, we just want to see you doing better." Gen nods.

"I appreciate that, and the way you guys showed up for me means a lot to me." Val beams at her best friends.

"You know we always got you." Karina smiles at her. 

"That being said... I need my party planning partner back for the engagement party." Gen smiles. 

"I'm free on Wednesday and Thursday. Let me know what I can do on those days." Val nods. 

"So, how is the love life? I think we were all surprised that Joe was there every time one of us went over." Karina says not beating around the bush about them two. 

"It's still a little complicated but we're going to attempt this again." Val says to them as she sips her drink. 

"Is that something you truly want?" Gen asks looking at Val with curiosity. 

"Yeah, we both made mistakes but if it doesn't work this time for any reason. I won't hesitate to move on and not waste anymore of each others time." Val responds. 

"And...Summer?" Mateo asks raising his eyebrows at her. 

"We talked yesterday, she respects us and agreed to just stay friends. She's going back to California for a few months anyway so I don't think I'll be seeing or hearing much of her." Val shakes her head. 

"Well that's some convenient timing! I wish you and Joe luck though." Gen smiles. 

"Thanks, now can we order another round? I've missed drinking with you guys." Val chuckles before finishing her drink. 

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Few Hours Later: 

"Thank you for the ride Matty." Val slurs a bit as she gets out of his car. She had just a bit too much too drink tonight and Mateo was kind enough to drop her off at Joe's while Gen took her car to her place since Gen came with him. 

"You sure you don't want me to drop you off at home? You're pretty drunk and it's midnight...I doubt Joe is up." Mateo says looking at the dark house. 

"I have a key, I'll be fineee. Text me when you get home yourself!" She hiccups before slamming his car door shut and wobbling up the driveway. Val somehow manages to unlock the door just fine and locks it behind her. Surprisingly the alarm doesn't go off, so she just turns on the hall light and slips out of her shoes making her way upstairs to Joe's room. Opening his door she immediately hears his soft snores. 

Smirking to herself she turns on the light, flings her purse across the room and jumps on top of Joe's back which scares him nearly to death as she see's his eyes almost pop out of his head making her laugh. 

" What the fuck!! Val!? Jesus...what hell are you doing?" He says annoyed and still groggy from his slumber.

"I wanted to see you. I missed you...and your perfect plump butt." She says playing his cheeks like congas through the bed sheet. 

"What? It's like midnight. Please tell me you didn't drive here like this." He says trying to turn around but between being entangled in the sheets and Val's full body weight on him he couldn't move. 

"No silly, Mateo brought me." Val says blowing raspberries on his naked and smooth muscular back. 

"Okay--alright! How about we get you to shower, cause you smell like a college bar and need to sober up." Joe says patting one of her legs that was straddling him. 

"That's rude!" She laughs as she tries to get off him but loses balance and falls on the floor on her back, hard. 

"Val! Are you good?" Joe says quickly getting out of bed to help her up scared she might of hurt herself but she was giggling at herself instead. 

"You are so fucking cute." Val says grabbing Joes face in her hands and mushing it together making her cackle at the funny face she creates on him. 

"Okay...that's enough fun with my face, let's get you showered." Joe says picking her up and helping her to the bathroom. 

"Are you okay to shower alone while I get you something to drink and some fresh clothes?" Joe asks her as she leans on the sink and watches him turn on the shower. 

"Yeah...I'll just sit on the shower bench like I've done before." She yawns. She undresses as Joe leaves her and steps into the hot shower. Somehow she manages to shower just fine and Joe brings her some fresh clothes. Getting dried off, she gets dressed and brushes her teeth. Once she's done, she comes back out and finds Joe back in bed and waiting for her. Getting into bed next him, Joe gives her an unimpressed look.

"Mad at me?" She pouts and he rolls his eyes. 

"No, annoyed? a bit, but I'm not mad." He says as she cuddles beside him. 

"I can call an Uber and go back home if I'm bothering you." She hiccups. 

"Not that you'd even make it out my bedroom this inebriated but I would not let that happen at 1AM." Joe shakes his head reaching over to give her the drink he had gotten for her and hands it to her. 

"What is this? Is this that sports drink you're gonna be promoting in a few weeks?" She asks he nods. She opens it and takes a generous sip. 

"This taste like medicine." She grimaces putting the cap on it and setting on the night stand. 

"I have so many cases of that flavor in the garage. I don't know what to do with them." He shakes his head. 

"Donate them silly-goose, you literally run a foundation to help feed people." She says kissing his cheek.

"Speaking about that...I have to go to California in about two weeks to do some stuff for the foundation and your now favorite sports drink." Joe says. 

"Hmm... for how long?" She asks. 

"Week...week and a half maybe. I was wondering if you'd like to go with me. Maybe we can have a few days to ourselves and enjoy Malibu and some of their nice restaurants." Joe suggests which felt weird to Valeria because if he ever invited her somewhere she'd meet him there and stay in a different hotel room so people wouldn't speculate which never really worked well because people would see them and speculate. 

"Um... Well, I did take off a week already from the store..." Val bites her lips looking at Joe who was awaiting an answer. 

"Well you'd have two weeks to leave everything set with Kade and Elsa, plus aren't you the boss?" Joe gives her a small smile. 

"Okay, I'll go...but if I run into any of my celebrity crushes...mind your business about what happens!" She giggles tracing her fingers on the muscles in his arms. 

"Not gonna happen, I just got you back and you want to leave me already for some rich celebrity? They're going to have to get through me. " Joe says tickling Val making her laugh as she tries to get him to stop. 

"You just described yourself! Plus, your amount of sacks say that won't be any problem for them." She laughs as Joe over powers her and holds her hands on either side of her as he now hovers her. 

"Wrong. I'm simply a known athlete with a very good salary and watch it with the sacks comment, I'm working on that mkay?" He says kissing her neck softly. 

"You're so annoying." She snorts as she wraps her legs around him, already feeling him growing hard for her against her. 

"I hope you don't have to get up early tomorrow." Val says before kissing him. 

"Just for the gym, I can always come back and take a nap." Joe smirks taking Val's top off, his mouth latching onto her right nipple making her moan as the feeling. Running her hands through his soft hair which has grown quite a lot since the beginning of the year, now being the perfect length to pull on. 

"Of course... you didn't wear the panties I gave you." Joe murmurs against her skin as his fingers travel to heat, feeling her wet folds and making Val softly gasp.

"Thought you might... want a midnight snack so I left it unwrapped." She bites her lip looking at him to which he looks at her back with lustful eyes and a sly grin, making his way down to between her thighs after giving her soft wet kisses down her torso. Joe gives her one last smirk before giving her fold a gentle lick making her buck her hips at the sensation of his tongue on her after so long. 

A/N: Chapter was a bit all over the place but thank you for sticking with me and waiting for this chapter. Finally got around to edit & tumblr decided to work for two seconds allowing me to do a late night post.

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[planetpiastri]

💝+ a kiss that isn't meant to happen but does so anyway from this list with fanboy🤍

this turned out VERY unserious but like 90s romcom unserious if that makes sense? anyways i hope you enjoy!! | [wc - 1.1k]

This was bad. This was very, very bad. You couldn’t recall a time when you’d been in a situation this bad.

Mickey was off limits. Before you ever even met him, you’d set that rule for yourself. It didn’t matter that with every little thing your friend told you about him, you found yourself liking him more and more. It didn’t matter that when you did finally meet, you hit things off uncomfortably well. It didn’t matter that somewhere along the line he’d become one of your closest friends. It didn’t matter that their relationship had only lasted a couple months and had ended amicably. It didn’t matter that you’d fallen hopelessly, utterly in love with him.

He was your friend’s ex-boyfriend, which meant he was off limits. 

And now you were sitting next to him at a baseball game, the seats so small you were practically in his lap, and his arm was around the back of your chair.

This was very bad.

“These are good seats,” you said for maybe the billionth time.

“Thanks. I won them on the radio,” he replied for the billion-and-first time.

You tried desperately not to read into the fact that when Mickey won Dodgers tickets, you had been the first one he’d called, his voice loud and exuberant as he word-vomited: “I bought tickets no I didn’t buy them I won them I won Dodgers tickets I was the seventeenth caller and I won tickets there’s two of them for this Saturday are you free do you want to come do you want to come to a Dodgers game with me please?” 

Mickey was one of your best friends, and you were one of his. It made sense that he’d want to take you with him to an event like this. Did you know much about baseball? No, not really. But you knew enough to know when to cheer and when to boo and when to shout, “Aw, come on!”

This made sense. This was completely platonic. There wasn’t anything to read into here. 

Maybe if you said it to yourself enough, you’d start to believe it, too.

On the field, the players scrambled into action. A Dodgers player sprinted for third and got tagged out. The stands roared.

“Aw, come on!” you said.

Mickey glanced at you and laughed. His arm moved, bumping against your shoulders, and you went stiff as a board. Surely he knew what he was doing. So why the hell was he doing it?

He must be messing with you. Mickey was always teasing you like that. The other night at the bar Hangman had made some offhand comment about ‘When are you two going to just get together?,’ and ever since that, Mickey had been playing things up around everyone. That must be what this was. He was just teasing you, enjoying watching you squirm.

This was normal. Mickey was off limits. 

“Hey,” he said suddenly, his mouth so close to your ear that you nearly jumped out of your skin. “Can I ask you a question?”

“I’m gonna get something to drink!” you almost yelled, standing so abruptly that your shoulder knocked against Mickey’s chin. You immediately cringed, reaching out to cup his face and blurting, “Oh, fuck, I’m so sorry.”

“S'okay,” Mickey grunted. “Are you okay?”

You opened your mouth to reply and apologize again, but a whistle blared down on the field. The teams began to switch, and music began to play, and the jumbotron began to play a kitschy, red-and-pink heart animation.

“Here comes that kiss cam!” the announcer said loudly. “Pucker up, fans!”

“God, I’m thirsty!” you said hoarsely. “Do you want a drink, Mickey? Maybe some ice for your face?”

His hands were still on your wrists, his gaze serious. “I really need to ask you something.”

“Wouldn’t you rather ask me with a nice, cold Coke in your hand?” you blurted, panicked heat coursing through your skin.

Overhead, the announcer said, “Alright, you two, how about a kiss?” You cast a quick glance towards the jumbotron as an elderly couple chastely pressed their lips together. The crowd aww-ed.

“No, I'm okay,” said Mickey, tugging at your arms. “Can’t you sit down?”

“Or a hot dog,” you rambled, your mouth working independently of your brain. “Or nachos! Don’t you want nachos?”

“Are you okay?” asked Mickey, his eyebrows knitting in concern. “Maybe you do need some water.”

On the jumbotron, the camera found a little boy sitting with his mother in an oversized Dodgers jersey. The announcer said, “And a kiss for mom! How sweet.”

“I’m okay,” you said quickly. “It’s just hot up here. Don’t you think it’s hot up here? Mickey, can you let go of my hands, please?”

He did, but he angled his legs across the aisle so you couldn’t run away. “Did I do something wrong?”

“No!” you yelped, scrubbing your hands across your face. “No, you didn’t—you haven’t—you’re great. This is just me.”

“But I just—”

“And how about these two? Oh, are we interrupting something?” said the announcer, and when you jerked your head to look over at the jumbotron, you saw yourself.

This could not be happening.

“How about a kiss?” said the announcer.

You sat down in your seat, hard, your face burning. Your heart was pounding your chest, and you could feel your blood pulsing in your head. Mickey was shaking you gently and saying something, and when you looked over at him, everything else seemed to fade away.

“We don’t have to,” he was saying, trying to give you a bolstering smile.

You said something. Later, you’d have a hard time remembering what exactly it was you said, but you were pretty sure it was something like, “I wish we could.” 

“We’re waiting,” said the announcer. People were chanting, encouraging you.

“We shouldn’t,” you said.

“Shouldn’t we?” said Mickey. His fingers brushed the hair at your temple, grounding you as his hand cupped the side of your head.

“What about that question you wanted to ask?” you murmured, unable to focus on anything except his eyes, pinning you in place.

“Forget the question,” said Mickey, and then his other hand came up to the other side of your face and he kissed you. You sighed into his mouth, which maybe would have been embarrassing, but this was Mickey. If you couldn’t be yourself with him, you couldn’t be yourself with anyone.

And what a kiss. It was like listening to your favorite song—every rhythm, every beat, every crescendo and every fade, it was all familiar and expected and anticipated and satisfying.

When he pulled away, you felt calm—and profoundly silly. The kiss cam was long gone; the game was going again. It was just you and Mickey in the seats he had won on the radio.

Your mouth fumbled for words. “I didn’t mean—I didn’t—I just—I didn’t plan for this.”

That more than anything else is what finally made Mickey break into a beautiful, wide smile. “Well, jeez,” he said, “I’d sure hope not.”

And then he kissed you again.

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[platonic-tony-stark]

Hey 👋 I know it’s rough right now, I really do understand it. Life is tough but you shouldn’t shame yourself for having these feelings ! What you feel right now is completely valid and you deserve to acknowledge those feelings and not feel a guilt about them. I don’t know you but I can assure you that you are wanted in this life and you are needed in this life. We all have different ways of coping and just because yours is a fictional universe billions of galaxies away doesn’t mean you’re doing something wrong. BELIEVE ME WHEN I SAY this feeling of suffocation and darkness that you probably feel carries itself on your shoulders everyday WILL PASS and that little voice inside your head that says “that’s bullshit, you’re wrong it won’t go away” is very very wrong. No matter how hard it gets never let that voice win. You are worthy of happiness and it will come your way. That voice is a liar and in a few years time you will be glad you didn’t listen to it. Everyone yearns for the past and for childhood to come back and embrace them like a warm blanket but if you get so caught up in the past you are going to forget to look ahead and around at the current moment. You might think it’s the end and that isn’t true, it’s the beginning. I know that sound cliche but you need to remember it has been proven that multiple realities exist so somewhere in those realities your comfort characters are reading your story and watching you right now and I can tell you with full confidence they are screaming “DONKT GIVE UP JUST YET, I DONT WANT THIS STROY TO END”. We all as readers of your blog no matter if they like, comment or just appreciate from afar are also begging you to carry on. You are so strong to have come this far, carry on. YOU HAVE GOT THIS! Drink some water and eat something small. You deserve that much at least. Now start the next chapter in your life, your comfort characters can’t wait to see what’s next xx 💚💖💚 (anytime you see this at the end of an anon that’s me and I appreciate you being here)

Wow wow wow. First of all, damn tumblr looks hella different now. Secondly, I can't believe, my posts are still around and still getting LIKES amd Follows. Like my guy- I've been gone for almost 2 years now I think. I was on some times but not active active yk. I truly believe nobody missed me EXCEPT this person.

SO UPDATE. I ain't dead. And got professional help. Brain chemicals balanced and stable environment. I moved and sorted things out at work.

I joined loads of communities and wrote some fics on AO3. I still love tony and the OG Marvel Stuff but clicked out after endgame and the spiderman movie after.

Just wanted yall to know i never deinstalled the app and never ever thought to delete all this. I kind want to continue but want to kept the atmosphere of the first avenger movie and around iron man 1 & 2 i just love the nostalgia. In my humble opinion the best era.

Thanks for read and I might beginning to post again. Maybe. Let's see what the morning brings

Cheers yall!

[my-autism-adhd-blog]

Hi there, and thanks for giving me a lifetime of validation and confidence in my neurotype to keep pushing through it all.

I'm a writer. I always have been. I love writing, and it's the only thing I consider myself to be legitimately good at. Linguistics is one of my special interests. I love the flow of a grammatically correct English sentence.

Anyway, I have major executive function issues. Specifically with starting tasks. So I already find it hard to sit down and write. But I find it even harder to continue the progress I make in anything. After enough minimal effort, my brain decides it hates this activity and everything related to it, and inside a single hour I'll go from obsessing over a creative task to being indifferent or repulsed by it. But the *feeling* of knowing I had just been so passionate about it a second ago remains. I end up putting myself into a depressive episode every time I try to be creative in any regard.

I've played D&D with my friend group for years, and I've wanted to run my own campaign for a while. But not only does my inability to start completely destroy my progress in worldbuilding and planning, but I can't organize my thoughts at all. I've tried mindmapping and charting and notebooks and binders. When I'm trying to organize my campaign in any way, I revert into this dramatically incapable person. My brain just instantly fogs and clouds, and I don't know how to visually plot my system and lore that helps me in any actual way. But I *love* worldbuilding with a passion. Even when I don't want to engage in it, I am still absolutely fascinated at creating a world from my own brain. Especially one my friends can play in. Yet in this moment, I can't mentally be bothered to do any of it, and I'm subsequently depressed.

I never saw myself ADHD since I aligned with autism so intensely. I still don't find myself relating to ADHD very often. It's also hard enough for me to accept I'm autistic because I feel like an imposter every other hour. My question for you is, how do I overcome this? How do I overcome myself? How can I enjoy an activity I literally love, and continue to enjoy it? These are loaded questions, and of course you'd have to know me personally to answer this the right way. But I just want to know if there's anything I can do about myself. How do I ignite a flame in myself that doesn't burn out in 10 minutes? Moreover, are there any tools available online that help autistic or ADHD or just neurodivergent people focus, plot, plan, and organize in a very visual way? My latest attempt was to find an AI assistant that I can verbally speak with or text, who would do the plotting for me, and ask the questions for me, and I'd just insert my thoughts and ideas. I can't find what I'm looking for. It all feels so hopeless. I can't even amount to a personal desire. I feel this has to do more with depression than anything else, but I'm new to the neurodivergent community at large, as I've mostly dealt with my struggles on my own accord, and learned through books. Maybe there's a billion tools and strategies I've never heard of before. My mind was blown 80 trillion times since downloading Tumblr regarding my mental health, so it's worth asking a profound community member like yourself.

Sorry for the essay, I'm incapable of shortening my thoughts. If I don't type it all out the way I see it in my head, it'll be an itch I can't scratch for the rest of the day. If you do have any advice or recommendations, I would be so grateful. But I'm grateful for your engagement with the community already. You're just awesome.

Thanks for the empowerment and understanding you give me every time I open this app. You're changing people's lives, and that's real.

Cheers ❤️

Hi there,

This was somewhat hard to digest, but I’ll do my best to help.

I couldn’t find much. But I did find one article that lists some ways that might help with executive dysfunction and writing. This excerpt is going to be long, so I apologize in advance:

Executive dysfunction is a term used to describe weaknesses in the cognitive process that organizes thoughts and activities, prioritizes tasks, manages time efficiently, and makes decisions. It’s common in certain disorders, such as Depression, ADHD, and autism. Executive function skills are used to establish structures and strategies and to determine the actions required to move a project forward. So for those of us who struggle with executive dysfunction, dedicating ourselves to a project could get quite overwhelming. Here are some little tips and tricks I’ve compiled throughout my experience.

How to start:

Task initiation is one of the biggest struggles when dealing with executive dysfunction. This is especially hard with writing, since you need time to muster the energy needed to jump into your story. Here are some tips:

1. Start a 1-3 minute timer and force yourself to write something, anything, before it ends. The words that come out don’t matter. You can just write, “I don’t know.” The point is to force yourself into the writing zone.

2. Leave bread crumbs for yourself at the end of each writing session to make picking up where you left off easier. For example, stop in the middle of a sentence or thought, so the next time you write you won’t have to tackle something completely new.  You just have to finish that incomplete thought and continue from there. You could also leave some notes about what happens next, cutting down thinking time in your next session.

3. Try free writing. This is a great way to get those creative juices flowing with minimal effort. Free writing alleviates the pressure of writing something good. Spend a few minutes writing about anything, like your day or a frustrated ramble about your story. It’s like a warm up before your writing session.

How to keep going:

So you’ve started your writing session. How do you keep writing? Most importantly, how do you keep working on your project?  When struggling with executive dysfunction, the regular “set a schedule” approach doesn’t tend to work.

1. Scale down your goal if your big, overarching goal for your project is overwhelming. Try changing your goal to something more manageable and short term. For example, try writing 500 words a day. This might make it less likely for you to lose steam half way through.

2. Try writing sprints if daily goals aren’t working. Instead of hitting a certain word count, you’re setting a timer and writing for its entire duration

3. Don’t feel bad for needing external motivation. Will promising yourself a pizza after you hit your goal motivate you to write? By all means, do so. Maybe you just need a friend to ask you if you’ve written at the end of the day. Find out what motivates you.

4. Find a writing buddy. This can be someone who can sit down and write at the same time to hold you accountable. Or it can be a critique partner that expects you to turn in something by a certain deadline.

5. Try something new. This is one of the best ways to combat how constraining and overwhelming your writing might feel. It’s okay to lose interest in your project for awhile and try something new. Unless you’re racing to meet a deadline, you have no obligation to keep working on a project that isn’t working for you. Setting a project aside doesn’t mean giving up on it. You might only need some time away from it before you are able to finish it.

Trying something new could also mean changing where or how you write. Usually write at home? Try a coffee shop. Do you usually type? Try hand writing. It might or might not work for you. But change could be quite refreshing for your mind.

6. Write whenever you can. Sometimes the urge to write comes while you’re waiting for lunch to heat up, or right before you go to bed. Motivation can be hard to find with executive dysfunction, and designated writing times don’t always work. Have something on hand you can easily pull out to write with to take advantage of these moments. Jotting down a hundred words as you’re waiting for dinner to cool might not seem like much, but it’s still words contributed to your word count.

Some of these tips might work for you. Some might not. Writing successfully is mostly about finding what works and running with it. These are things I found helpful when I embarked on my first novel and I hope it would at least give you some ideas.

The link to the full article will be below:

If that doesn’t help, I did find this Reddit thread that might have some helpful tips.

Reddit Post

I’m sorry that I couldn’t find anyone else or anything visual. Many sources focused on younger children. So it hard to find resources for older teens and adults.

Maybe some of my followers can give some tips/advice?

If you’d like, we can talk personally so I can try to help. I have an associates degree in English if that means anything. Lol.

Anyway, thank you for the inbox. I hope you have a wonderful day/night. ❤️

#inbox #inbox reply #inbox is open

[bonky-n-steeb]

Chris Evans' Requests; just as you requested~

~ I'm not sure if you've ever done this, but maybe while a game, they get caught on kiss cam...? Sry im rlly not good at explaining things lmao

~ Second one is... If ya wanna add a lil ✨spice✨... Chris has gotta take the edge off when his adrenaline is real high after a game aaand well... Iykyk.

~ Don't really got a third one, but i just have to say that you girl are amazing and that i am COMPLETELY in love with your writing :))

Lysmmm 💜💜

Thank you so much 🥺🥰 I’m going with the first one cuz it’s super cute 😍

An audible gasp left your lips as you stared at the screen. Your surprised face was visible along with that of your best friend, Chris. For a moment, your breath left your lungs at the prospect of kissing Chris.

But you shook your head as you realised that was never going to happen. Chris was well.. Chris. Literally everyone loved him, including you. He was the most amazing friend ever, and you didn’t want to ruin anything by telling him about your feelings, so just looked on from the sidelines.

Chris was a little slower than you look at the screen and realise the reason behind people cheering. But the instant he saw your faces plastered over the kiss cam, a bright smile spread over his lips.

You shrugged as you looked at him as you tried to convey that he didn’t really need to do it. But before you could speak, Chris’ lips descended upon yours. His placed his palm on your cheek as he pulled you close and you felt like everything was muted even though the whole stadium was cheering.

His lips were soft and pillowy and the kiss was so sweet that you thought you’d melt. This definitely wasn’t a friendly kiss. You didn’t know how much time passed as you lost yourself in the kiss.

You were nearly cross eyed by the time you pulled away to breathe. If it were up to you, you would prefer drowning in his sweet scent. A giddy smile was plastered on both of your faces and you shyly ducked your head down.

“So.. Uhh,. That was intense huh?” You tried laughing it off but Chris was serious. “Would you like to go on a date with me?” He asked it so fast you nearly missed it in the noise of the stadium. “I mean I’ve wanted to ask this for a long time. And I like you.. a lot,.. and I was just… It’s okay if you don’t…”

“Yes!” You nearly screamed out the answer you had practiced a billion times in your dreams. Chris let out a breath he was holding and you couldn’t believe this was your reality. Maybe, dreams do come true.

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#this if my first time writing rpf.. so I hope y’all like this! #you’ve got mail 💌 #drabbles #skye’s sleepover #chris evans #chris evans x y/n #chris evans x you #chris evans x reader #chris evans fluff #chris evans drabble

[dazzle-writes]

ahajsjsjsjsjs hi!! i hope you’re having a good day! i was wondering if i could please get a matchup for trigun? (any era/form is cool! though stampede is my current hyperfixation i love it sm). im bisexual & use she/her pronouns :)

for my personality, id say im pretty bubbly and excitable. i’m an esfp & cancer, & i try to look on the bright side and try to cheer up people when they’re sad. im very affectionate with the people im close to, and i kinda cling onto my friends arms and hug them a lot. i love anything soft or cute, especially animals!! im kinda scared of bugs though, but i still always try to take them outside, even if i have to go kicking and screaming. i get distracted pretty easily, i also really like going for walks, shopping, yoga, baking, and reading. i really like to look after people, but sometimes that makes it so i kinda disregard my own needs. im a bit of people pleaser, and i tend to look for the best in others! though i can’t really tolerate it if somebody is overly cruel or rude to the people i care about. i can be really bossy & a bit unreasonable when it’s something i’m interested in. appearance wise, im 5’1 & have fairly long light brown hair. my eyes are hazel, im fairly pale with a few freckles sitting across my face, & my cheeks are perpetually rosy andjfjjek. i also really like to do makeup, both on myself and others. like, i’ll be in pjs and putting on lip gloss also since i’m on the shorter side, i like to wear really big shoes because it makes me feel cool!

thank you!! <3

UWA YOUR ENERGY IS SO CUTE!!!! be my friend pls.

Immediately Tristamp Vash, I can't help it!!! You are so bubbly and sweet and so is he!! Although I can also see you with 98 Vash as well!! Vash all around for you!!! But I'll stick to more Tristamp Vash

~Loves that you are short. Vash is already a tall guy, especially because he's a Plant, but he likes being able to just surround you with his embrace.

~Do!!! This!!! Mans!!! Makeup!!!

~He would LOVE IT if you would have a skincare routine w/ him at nighttime, or if you did something like his eyeliner in the morning! He can't stop giggling and winking at you, but it makes him feel close to you!!

~As a Plant, acts of service is a really big love language for him and others of his species! So he balances you out by over-caring for you as much as you over-care for him.

~Loves that you are also as big of a softie as he is!! He is also not a bug fan, so he will also scream and cry when he has to carry a worm back outside to the desert.

~Literally goes "Ew ew ew ew ew ew ew!" And gently sets them on the ground, furiously wiping his hands

~Wolfwood and Meryl take one look at you two and go "Oh god there's two of them"

~You occasionally steal his coat and it SWALLOWS you whole. You disappear. Vash thinks its the cutest thing ever, he loves how small you are!!!

~Loves pinching his own cheeks so he can go "now we match!" Whenever he glances at your own pink cheeks.

~Knives takes one look at you two and goes" Oh god there's two of them. Guess she has to come with us now." and will BEGRUDGINGLY allow you to live in his Eden simply because you'll make Vash happy.

~The amount of times Vash has begged you to teach him to bake is astounding. (He is a disaster in the kitchen, be warned). He loves when you make him

~Loves it when you teach him Yoga! Is actually super tight in a lot of places from his mechanical limbs being attached, so he loves it when you help him loosen up.

~It amazes him how much more limber he is after one of your sessions. He could dodge a million bullets!!!

~He counts your freckles at night instead of sheep when he's trying to fall asleep

~Has matching shoes w/ you. He loves the big shoes aesthetic too, so he loves having matching clothing.

~ This backfires on him when someone takes a look at a similar coat he got for you and mistakes you for Vash, trying to stake a claim to the sixty billion double dollar bounty

~Homie about threw away his "love and peace" ideals when he saw you get snatched away

~Definitely roughs them up more than he needs to

~As you guys get to Julai, facing off against Knives post gate-incident (So Vash is all dark and has the cube now) You absolutely tear Knives a new asshole, yanking on his ear and everything to chew him out for all the pain he caused Vash and others

~The doctor is staring at you like 0.0

~Vash just about proposes to you right then and there, realizing how much he loves that you go to bat for him like that

~Knives is like ???? In pure shock that you dared to touch him, then he starts listening to your words and realizing you may have a point in the fact that he's been unnecessarily cruel to his brother

~Lowkey you remind them both of Rem in that moment when she would scold them.

~Uh-oh, cubes about to explode!!

~Huh? Whats this? The cube didn't explode!!! Horaayyyy!!!

~You, Vash, and the others immediately skip town, and Vash is struggling to keep his hands to himself and try to make out with you as quietly as he can in the back of the van,

~You all split up and hide out in Julai for the night, Meryl and Wolfwood giving you two some much needed space

~He asks you to go on a walk with him when things quiet down enough in the city, and just absolutely melts into your arms

~"I was so worried, I thought you were going to die!!! I thought I was going to die!!!"

~Lots of teary kisses and sobs into your shoulder

~Clings to you for the rest of the night. After that night you two get closer, if that's even possible. He also gains a bit of a possessive streak over you, often standing behind you and kissing the top of your head when people get to close to you for his liking

~LORD HAVE MERCY Vash has no backbone when it comes to his brother EXCEPT for you (and the others too but mainly you). He gets all growly and his abilities start kicking in, he gets feral for you girlypop

~Still your sweet little Vash at the end of the day!!!

AHHHHH I hope you enjoyed!!! I see you two as such a pair, it kills me!!

#tristamp #trigun #matchups #razz writes #vash x reader #vash the stampede

[angelinaheartshapedbox]

A Slapshot To The Heart

eren yeager x gn!reader <3

college au/smau. hockey player eren<333. musician/dancer reader.

summary: y/n l/n is a sophomore at paradis university with a scholarship in music. while taking a necessary technology course to complete their major, they meet the infamous hockey player, eren jeager. y/n does their best to avoid him, but their efforts fail as they continue to run into him everywhere. they soon find that eren isn't the douche bag every depicts him as, and grows very fond of his company.

WARNINGS: swearing, lower case intended, reader uses they/them pronouns, reader is attracted to all genders, eren is a huge himbo dork, any major trigger warnings will be given before each chapter.

this series is entirely sfw. mild suggestive themes, but nothing explicit.

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point eleven!

"i can't believe i won twice tonight."

wordcount: 1.3k

chapter tws: none.

i'm glad a decided to wear jacket with the university's name on it instead of a t-shirt, because it was freezing in that stadium. eren and jean got us seats five rows away from the ice, it honestly was perfect. the teams hadn't even come out onto the rink yet, and the stadium was starting to fill up fast.

"the game starts at 8:00, right?" armin asked the group.

"that's what eren said," mikasa replied.

i checked my phone to see the time. 7:38p.m. my eyes shifted around the rink, i don't know what i expected to see. i sat at the very end of the row. there were two empty seats next to me, sasha and connie would fill them when they returned from the snackbar.

"hey" a voice came from behind me.

i looked up at eren leaning over my seat, a smile plastered across his face. he was wearing his jersey and a pair of sweats.

"hi, where's your gear?" i spin completely around to look at him.

"locker room," he said, "are you gonna hug me or what?"

i nod and get out of my seat. i wrapped my arms around his middle, leaning into his shoulder. he smells like cinnamon and vanilla mixed with men's deodorant. i can see jean walk down the steps from over eren's shoulder. i smile and wave at him.

"are the seats alright?" jean asked me.

i pull away from eren, "they're great."

"yeah, thanks guys," armin says.

jean nudges eren, "coach wants us back, now."

eren nods, "we gotta head back, thanks for coming."

"of course, good luck," i fist bump jean and he turns around. i pull eren back into a quick hug, "good luck, champ," i whisper. i pat his back, and sent him off.

connie and sasha come back, they whine about not seeing jean before the game. the seven of us hang around talking for a while. we took pictures and ate a little.

the game started a little after 8:00. i know the basics of hockey from jean. i know that both jean and eren are defenders, jean on left and eren on right. i don't understand how they don't get along, they seem to have to work together on the ice a lot.

our team won the first period 29-21. there was lots of cheering from the crowd, mainly us. eren shot us a peace sign and a smile during the fifteen minute intermission, i got a picture. i film about a million videos and took a billion pictures of the boys on the rink. i just care about them so much. they lost the next period 19-24, meaning the next period would be stressful.

the score was tight the entire twenty minutes, one team always just a point away from the other. i could tell jean and eren were getting fed up with each other on the ice, there was a chance they might lose because of it. this game had me biting my nails and picking my lips.

there was a minute and a half left on the clock, the other team had the puck. reiner had it for a second, but it was quickly stolen from him. the puck was shot towards our goal. thank god for bertholdt, the goalie, because he shot that puck straight out. jean got a hold of the puck, when he was cornered, he shot it to eren. seven seconds left. eren was all the way across the rink. i've never seen someone move so fast in my life. he was about five feet away from the goal, three seconds left. he shot it.

the buzzer went off, and the paradis warriors had officially won their first game of the season.

i waited by the locker room for the team to show up. all of the boys were praising eren and jean, i was proud of them. they started talking about celebrating and drinking. i caught eren's eye as everyone filed into the locker room.

"did you see me out there?! i mean us. jean and i slaughtered it out there! and that last minute? god, it was perfect!" eren was grinning like a child, it was so cute.

"you guys did so good, 'ren, i'm so proud of you," i hand him the bouquet of carnations, "i got your final goal on camera, by the way."

"oh, you're perfect. send that to me, will ya?" he asked.

i nodded, "of course. i took a bunch of pictures, you could go through that if you want."

"yeah, that sounds awesome," he said.

i stared into his gorgeous eyes like i'd done a thousand times before. i bite my lip and grinned before saying, "i'm really proud of my boyfriend for winning that game tonight."

eren knitted his brows before realization hit him. i thought he was happy before, but he was over the moon right now.

"are you serious?" he grabs my waist.

"super serious."

"oh, my god, c'mere."

his hands meet my jaw, dropping the flowers. he puts his lips against mine, finally kissing me again. this time it felt much better. it was softer, warmer. i melted in his hands, and i think he was melting in mine too. my lips were cold when he pulled away.

"i'm taking you out, right now. how does milkshakes sound?" eren chuckled.

"what about your team?"

"fuck 'em, my lover needs me."

i don't think i've ever been happier than i am right now. i'm sitting next to eren in a very small booth, sipping on milkshakes. eren got a strawberry one, it's his favorite flavor. i picked my favorite too.

"can i try some of yours?" he asks, leaning towards my cup.

i slide it away, laughing, "no, you have your own."

"i finished mine. just a sip, please?" he shoots me his charming smile. i'm looking at him for so long i don't even realize he's taken my milkshake. i only notice when he takes a sip, setting it back down quickly, "that's good."

i gasp, "wow. i cannot believe you. i'm hurt."

"you'll get over it" he chuckles, kissing my cheek. eren leans on my shoulder as i suck on my straw. "i can't believe i won twice tonight."

"does that mean i'm a win?" i snickered.

"duh. 'course you are, baby" he mumbles.

i freeze up, looking down at him. he's comfortably resting on my shoulder. his eyes look sleepy.

"let's get you home, winner" i laugh, lightly making circles on his back.

he yawns, moving off of me, "okay. am i dropping you off, or are you comin' with me?"

"i wanna go home tonight, congratulate jean and stuff," i move my face close to his, our noses inches apart.

"alright, let's go," he closes the distance between us with a peck before dragging me to his car.

his car is insanely nice, comfy too. eren doesn't let go of my hand for the whole ride to my apartment. he talks about different date ideas, what he's going to tell his friends and team. he even asks me if it's alright for him to tell his mom.

he parks in front of my apartment building, "should i walk you up?"

"no, it's fine, i know how to work an elevator," i unbuckle, "thanks for the ride, and the milkshake. and the you."

"no problem, thanks for being with me."

i lean over the center console to kiss eren. the two of us are smiling so hard we bump teeth.

"i'll see you tomorrow?" eren asks.

"mhm. call me" i step out of his car. he watches me until i make it into the building. i rush to tell my roommates everything.

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a/n: I LOVE THIS CHATPTER SO MUCH OMG. THANKS FOR READING<33

character info! eren proceeded to go home and talk to his mom about y/n for a whole hour before sleeping.

#college au eren #eren jeager x reader #eren jeager x gn!reader #eren yeager x reader #eren yeager x gn!reader #gn!reader #aot fanfiction #snk fanfiction #aot smau #aot #snk

[phoenixkaptain]

Thanks for answering my ask....If you don't mind me asking (again), what are your top 10 (or top 5) favorite media (can be books/ manga/ anime/movies/tv series)? Why do you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before......Feel free to answer whenever you want to (or not). Thank you so much....

(You asked this a little bit ago and I put it in my drafts as a “I’ll finish this later” sort of thing then forgot until this morning, sorry)

1. Hyouka. It’s a mystery anime. There’s a manga as well, but I never got very far into it. The animation is really pretty, but the main draw for me was the mc Houtarou Oreki. The way he just doesn’t want to be there and also would like nobody to talk to him. Despite this, he’s friends with the exact opposite? And good friends. What a guy. Also, the mysteries are very fun to piece together.

2. Natsume Yuujinchou. I’ve always really liked this anime, and the manga. I like Natsume Takashi, the main character, and I also really like his grandmother, Natsume Reiko, who kind of acts as a secondary main character? She caused the whole plot to happen. I like how many people and yokai mistake Natsume for his grandmother, and the running theme of Natsume finally finding friends. It was also the first manga that ever made me cry, so it holds a special place in my heart.

3. MXTX’s novels. All three of them. I love the characters and I love the romances and I love the plots. I love the side characters! I can’t think of an author who has ever made me so invested in side characters before! I read them all for different reasons, so I don’t really have a favourite among them, but if I was held at gunpoint, I’d say Scum Villain is my favourite. Because I associate it with the colour green, and I like the colour green.

4. Moomins. I just… everything is so soft. And warm. And kind. Even when the characters are beinng objectively terrible, I just want to pat their heads and sigh wistfully. It’s definitely my comfort show. I occasionally watch clips from the nineties show just to cheer myself up again. I love Snufkin because his lines are amazing and I, too, would like to wander the world as a lone vagabond. (The whole conversation of “I made those footprints.” “What? How?” “With these big ol boots I found.” “Why are you wearing them?” “To see what life is like in someone else’s shoes.” “What’s it like?” “Uncomfortable.” I love every moment, I quote “uncomfortable” all the time)

5. Detective Conan (and Magic Kaitou) I love this series. I love the comedy of the most intelligent teenager alive being shrunk into a miniature. I love the drama. I love the characters, all twelve billion of them. I love that the twists are always so weird. I absolutey, positively adore the Kaitou Kid episodes! Something about little itty bitty Conan facing an international jewel thief… I also love the movies! I haven’t seen all of them (my attention span…) but my favourites are the Lupin III crossovers! And, of course, the best movie is the Lost Ship in the Sky, because it has the funniest scenes of anything ever. When Kaitou Kid (disguised as Shinichi) and Conan just leap out of a helicopter? I love them so much…

6. Encanto. I’ve watched this movie about 3-5 times (an impressive feat for me I promise) and every time the Abuela says “the miracle is not some magic that you’ve got, the miracle is you, not some gift just you” I cry actual tears. And I get major siblings feelings from all of it. It’s so good

7. Star Wars, specifically prequel-era and Original Trilogy-era. I love Anakin Skywalker. The most dramatic man to ever. And I love Luke Skywalker. And I love Leia. And Han, and Chewie, and Lando, and Obi-Wan (Obi-Waaaaannn 🫠) and just the majority of characters. I really enjoyed reading the Thrawn Trilogy because I found Mara Jade to be the funniest comedic foil to Luke. Luke is just vibing. Mara is like “You were stabbed fifteen seconds ago, what-“ Love the chaos duo Luke and Leia, who can’t go anywhere together because they attract misfortune but also can’t go anywhere apart because they attract misfortune. I love longsuffering Han who didn’t really realize that marrying Leia meant marrying Luke too. I have never watched the sequels, and I don’t really want to. I just wanna live in my lil bubble 👍

8. Resident Evil series. I’m counting the games here because I own exavctly zero consoles that run Resident Evil games and so I mostly just watch longplays, but I love the series. (One day I’ll be the Master of Unlocking… one day… when I have… more money…) I really like Ethan Winters because he reminds me of a kicked dog. I like Jill Valentine the mostest because I really like that her responses to all the weird comments Barry makes are just her laughing and agreeing. I like Chris Redfield because Wesker reveals his huge evil plan and Chris immediately starts laughing and Wesker gets actually upset that he isn’t taking him seriously. I like Ada Wong. She rocked in to Raccoon City to “find her boyfriend” (code for: do spy shit) in a dress and, like, tights? They could be leather pants, the graphics aren’t that clear, but I’m not sure? Her whole outfit in RE2 is amazing. Oh, and I like the horror elements too, the monster designs are so gross! 10/10!

9. Various DC comics. Namely, Batman, Robin, Young Justice, Swamp Thing, etc. I talk about Batman and Robin and all them a lot, but I really enjoy Swamp Thing! I never knew that it was a horror comic until I read it (I suppose it would have been logical to assume it was, but still) and I like him! He’s very cute. Squishy. I want to lay on him and tell him he’s doing a great job. I like the little mini Swamp Thing that grew after he was “killed” it’s so little!!!

10. Fire Emblem. I’m including another game series because I love Fire Emblem a lot. I have played so many hours of so many games (Tokyo Mirage Sessions crossover is underrated and everyone should play it and gush about it with me because Mamori runs a cooking show when she has no idea ow to cook!!! I love her!!!) I have wasted so much money on the mobile game (stop looking at me) I absolutely love this series! My favourites are Marth and Henry (FE:A) I love Marth, he is so… himself :) and I love Henry! He was raised by wolves! He converses with crows! He proposes with a cursed ring! He carries around monster parts just for funsies! He is the cutest little murder bean in the world! Fire Emblem Awakening got me into the series as a whole, and I have never been the same (side note: I also love Corrin, because they are a himbo whether male or female. I also love Robin, because they appear very reasonable and are tacticians and are very intelligent and they are also completely feral in weird ways and I like it a lot. I love Byleth, the best teacher who does not have a heartbeat and didn’t cry when they were born and doesn’t know how to emote)

This turned out longer than I expected, but I hope it’s what you were looking for.

#long post #ask #elaine2895 #the inane ramblings of a madman #i love my hyperfixations #but i also forget about them #if they are not right in front of my face #my object permanence is bad #but once i am reminded #i fall in love all over again

[lacystar]

2, 19, 24, and 31!

2. If you had to give up your keyboard and write your stories exclusively by hand, could you do it? If you already write everything by hand, a) are you a wizard and b) pen or pencil?

See this would require writing motivation in the first place so since I cannot even write on a keyboard atm im gonna say no. but I used to write all my stories in notebooks before I got a computer so it may be within me somewhere

19. Tell me a story about your writing journey. When did you start? Why did you start? Were there bumps along the way? Where are you now and where are you going?

First book I ever wrote was for a creative writing assignment in fourth grade about gigantic killer guinea pigs and the book was bound with purple yarn and construction paper covering and backing. Mine was the longest and best written in the class, thus making me motivated to keep doing it for praise because I wasn't praised enough in my childhood. I continued writing these types of books and sharing them in front of the class until in 4th grade I got access to a computer and since then, it's been history. now im majoring in creative writing. crazy, right?

24. How much prep work do you put into your stories? What does that look like for you? Do you enjoy this part or do you just want to get on with it?

I literally do a bulletpoint outline and have it on hand in the document while I write. this is mainly so I know what my end goal is and how to get there over pacing, even if I don't exactly know what its gonna be (i.e. I write a bulletpoint as "they make up" not knowing how they'll make up). I don't rlly like this process but I feel its necessary to organize my thoughts even if it ends up changing a billion times while I write

31. Write a short love letter to your readers.

Dear readers,

I'm sorry you were deceived by how nice I am in my authors notes in my fics, only to follow me here and discover im actually a gigantic bitch. thank you for supporting me over the long hiatuses and adding chapter after chapter even though the fic was supposed to end by chapter 7 but you stayed anyways. and thank you for all your commenting along the way, /gen. there are some comments I reread over and over on bad days that cheer me up and make me feel like I do have skill and worth lmao

-lacystar

Ask game

#thanks for the ask! #waitingfor-sunshine #asks #ask game #long post

[arkus-rhapsode]

Hey there, I just read your post on Smash/Nintendo and I have to ask, why do you think so many Nintendo fans and youtubers like care so much about like how many games the company squirts out?

So in my mind there are two reasons. The first with Nintendo specifically is just Nintendo is kinda this Disney level recognizable characters so they honestly have a lot more franchises people recognize and want to see come back. Both people who genuinely are enthused for these series and if more games are made the likely hood of those being the utilization of those wealth of iconic characters goes up. But also there are the people who just want that output larger because it means more of a brand that they like even if they may no necessarily be fans of the specific franchise, but rather a fan of Nintendo as a whole. Which leads into my second reason and I think the easiest answer is its sports team logic. There's nothing wrong with being a fan of something and wanting it to do well, but there's a lot of people who really gauge success of something by how it compares to the other. So making the most games is kinda that "win." Not the most games that are actually fun and quality experiences, just more games. I want my brand to be the biggest one there is.

You see that a lot when like people talk company acquisitions, but don't really consider like what that means from like an economic and marketplace sense. Like Microsoft buying Activision Blizzard is them winning. They now own more than playstation. Hell, there were people who kept saying "Xbox should buy Sega next." As if the corporate consolidation wasn't a real scary thing. There are people who cheer on Sony potentially buying Square Enix and I always am flummoxed by that. Because I see that as, "oh hey this major corporation became even more powerful and took out a prominent third party developer and publisher. Better be thankful I invested in Playstation." While others who are fans see this as Playstation is now the home of Final Fantasy and Dragon Quest. Its ours now. You'll never have it. Like imagine people saying that if we were talking about, I don't know, Nintendo buying Ubisoft.

You also saw that with like the MCU vs the DCEU. Y'know it wasn't "Oh hey DC fans get a chance to see their favorite characters on the big screen." I was, "I as a marvel fan need to be the best mega multi billion dollar franchise. Know someone doing something similar to us are trash." And like that mentality can even be seen in the company. Remember the DC announced like a hundred DC movies and shows before like they really had like a good superman, good batman movie under their belt? Like in their second film they're jumping straight to crossovers like... trying to match and out do output leads to this kind of stuff.

And like, I understand Nintendo fans. There are some who really do love a lot of these franchises that languish and want them to return. But there is just these very loud people who want more games because its more. You need to have a new Star Fox or a new Eternal Darkness or a new F Zero because its more Nintendo brand. Y'know more games doesn't just automatically equal good. In fact, with how much bigger and longer it takes to make games, I'd actually say its a good thing people prioritize healthy release schedules.

And like its not just about like older franchises, you see that with newer ones to. You know me, I've even been an advocate for Nintendo to make new franchises beyond just the ones people recognize from Smash Bros. Like Astral Chain and Arms are nice to have as a piece of the Nintendo family. But there isn't a doubt in my mind that when Nintendo comes up with a new IP that's not something we've seen, there are people who are not gonna see that as "Oh cool Nintendo trying a new thing" they're gonna see it more like "Oh my god look at this thing only we have now". After seeing how much people go crazy over like Rise of the Ronin and Stellar Blade being new playstation games, you'd think they announced like the next Bladur's Gate 3 with the amount of victory laps taken.

This isn't to say, hey don't be a fan of something and don't demand better of a company, but like I think where we are at with Nintendo and Sony and Microsoft, its probably wise to not treat everything with the lens of fandom. I watched State of Play, and yeah Rise of Ronin looks really fun, just like how Hi-Fi Rush Looked really fun, just like how Princess Peach Showtime looks really fun. I want these companies to make good fun games from their first and second party games. Not make the most period. And I certainly don't want to cheer on crummy business practices just because it makes you feel better that you have something a perceived enemy doesn't.

#nintendo #playstation #xbox #video games

[pinkseas]

[parasocial bestie] GOOD EVENING BESTIE!!!! CHEERING U ON!!!! although itll take another few days weeks months for u to finish the fic its totally understandable why it takes that long like!! even as an artist, working on a supposed 4 hr art can take Weeks without that energy. it could be me who doesnt write tho but id always think writers have it hardest to do all the brain connecting the Thinking the Gears Moving in their head to figure out every scene every dialog every word that fits to get a perfect imagery of sumn and i respect dat... i respect yew!!!! SO DO UR BEST ALYYYYYY ILYSM YOURE DOING SO GREAT WITH UR CURRENT WORDCOUNT ALREADY 💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💖💞💞💕💓💖💓💕💓💖💓💓💓💖💓💕💓💖💓💖💓💓💖💞💕💞💖💓💖💓💖💓 ONTO THE NEXT FEW THOUSAND UR SO CLOSE 👊👊👊👊 BEATS THE BURNOUT BEATS EVERYTHING THAT STOPS U FROM WRITING AND BEING THE BESTEST 👊👊👊💥💥👊💥💥💥👊💥💥💥

NO BC LIKE AS SOMEONE WHO DOESN'T DO ART. i will never ever ever understand how u guys do it. anyone can picture things in their mind to some degree but how in the everloving FUCK do you make that picture REAL>?????????????? proportions shading colors how the FUCK do you do the little glowy thing how do you make it Look Right how do you make it Look Good like. ive been doing creative writing in various ways to various degrees for over a decade now and i am still So Very Mediocre i STILL couldnt explain to you how i do it or how it happens and im sure if i had that same experience with art itd be different but. i do Not have that experience with art. so instead i stare at said art and go Hey Genuinely How The Hell Did You Do That and love it with all my heart

i dont even understand how other writers write like wdym you have a PLOT you have PACING you have proper balance between characters pertaining to who you want to focus on the most/least what do you MEANNNNNN you found the most gorgeous words and turns of phrase to make something sound Exactly write or get an Exact image into someones head like. HELLO ????????????????

dorry that got away from me i may be okay at writing but i am SO very fucking good at rambling every time without fail amen <3

anyways more importnatly GOOD EVENING I LOVE U SO SO SO FUCKING BAD I SAW THIS AND IMMEDIATELY WENT 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 & then powercry emoji x2345987345 like man. MAN.

onto the next few thousand 😁😁😁 <- words of someone who would KILL to be able to accomplish this tone and such in So Many Fewer Words but who does Not Know How To Do That so ten hundred billion words it is 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

THANK U FOR BEATING UP THE BURNOUT I RLY NEED IT like its barely gotten in the way yet ive taken enough breaks given myself enough time it is just SO FRUSTRATINGGGGGGGGGGG knowing that i need those breaks and need that time like why am i not allowed to just be the specialest person in the whole wide world who never burns out ever hm? hmmm? do i not deserve it have i not suffered enough

not to be soooo silly but i genuinely cannot express how much it means to me and how much it has meant to me from the very first little comment that you just. IDK IDK IDK. you care so much and you're so fucking NICE about it and so passionate about it and EVERY single time we ramble about ANYTHING it inspires and pushes me so much and i love love love talking to you and like. u simply did not need/do not need to be constantly so fucking sweet and encouraging and wonderful about everything all the time ever but then you Are and then i die and and and <- maybe its a good thing i didnt try forcing myself to write too much this morning if this is the way im wording things today 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 idk it is just. ily so bad and i am so so happy and grateful every time i see u in my silly little inbox and to this day i owe u my Life for the thoughts that u have brought to my silly little brain and

yeha. yeah. yeah. Yeah. explodes into a billion pieces

#parasocial bestie tag #DORRYYYYYYYY MY BRAIN IS SO FRIED RN IDEK WHY :SOB: <- girl who has written so many thousand words the past week