#this is an absolutely nerve-wracking post to make! i want to do this but it still fucking terrifies me lmao

[mooshywrites]

I saw the beautiful art of your Tav (and the AMAZING writing you’ve posted) and it inspired this headcanon request! Would you mind sharing your headcanons on how Astarion, Gale, Wyll, Halsin, and any other of your favorite NPCs would react to giving and receiving flowers to and from the (feminine) reader? Thank you so much!!! <3

Aweeeee, thank you so much for the compliments!!! I would absolutely love to <3 <3

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Giving and receiving flowers from Astarion, Gale, Wyll, Halsin, and Karniss

Masterlist

Flower Tav Drawing

Art commissions

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Astarion -

Giving them flowers

~ It would be so nerve-wracking to give Astarion flowers, he’s such a perfectionist that you’d spend way too much time perfectly arranging the wild flowers you found

~ He would be so surprised that you put that much thought into it, looking over it with a teasingly critical gaze

~ He’d try pointing out that a few of them were actually weeds

~ As soon as your face would fall, he’d absolutely panic, giving as many compliments to the flowers as possible

~ “These are wonderful, darling.” He’d assure you, even letting you put a daisy behind his ear

~ Even though he acted judgmental of the gift, you caught him preening over the flowers. Watering and taking care of each little bud until they’ve wilted

Receiving flowers

~ Astarion would proudly bring you a bouquet, hiding it behind his back as he approached you smiling

~ When he finally presented them, you more than a little confused to see a bundle of thin greens with tiny unopened bulbs

~ You’d try your best to play along, not wanting to hurt his feelings since he had picked them out specifically

~ He’d roll his eyes knowingly, telling you to be patient to actually see the flowers

~ That night, he’d pull you into his arms and point you to the vase of greens you had left in the window

~ Much to your shock and awe, the tiny bulbs had opened into beautiful white flowers, blooming in the moonlight

Gale -

Giving them flowers

~ Gale would LOVE getting flowers from you

~ He’d make some dorky joke like “For me?”, looking behind him to anyone else who you could possibly be receiving flowers from

~ Unfortunately, you’d picked an array of flowering leaves that he was deathly allergic to

~ He would try so hard to appreciate the flowers and smell them to appease you, swallowing back the itching already starting around his eyes

~ The rest of the day would be spent with you apologizing, Gale showering you with affection, and the two of you trying every which way to ease his sniffles

~ Even after all of that, Gale would brave his allergies to keep one of your death flowers in amongst his things

Receiving

~ Gale had spent the entire day closed up in his room

~ You heard the occasional grumbling and shuffling, but other than that, there was no word from your wizard

~ Just when you were starting to get annoyed at the secrecy, Gale would pop open the door with a giant grin

~ He’d have you close your eyes, placing something heaving and cool in your hands

~ As soon as you opened your eyes, you see a beautiful pink rose. It glittered in the light, almost as if it were made of millions of tiny crystals

~ “It’s a forever rose. I made it especially for my forever person”

Wyll -

Giving them flowers

~ Wyll’s face would light up as soon as you presented him flowers

~ “How’d you know my favorite?” He’d say, sweeping you twirling into a hug.

~ He didn’t actually have a favorite flower before, but he after seeing your shy smile, he decided he definitely did have a favorite now ~ He’d wind them into a place let, showing you how to do the same with the thick vines

~He never took the bracelet off after that, it was almost impressive how long the crumbling flowers lasted

~ It would finally break during a particularly difficult battle, much to his dismay. But he spent the whole evening after looking for the exact same flower so he could make a new one

Receiving flowers

~ Wyll would wan’t the flowers to be absolutely perfect.

~ He’d spend the morning talking to every florist he could find, trying to remember the meanings of all the flowers

~ The more he “researched”, the more stressed he would get

~ Finally, he’d start the walk back to camp, feeling a little defeated that he couldn’t find anything that seemed perfect enough for you ~ Along the way, he passed by a patch of rain lilies, deciding it would be better to bring those than bring nothing

~ His heart stopped in his chest after he gave them to you, your misty eyes meeting him as you asked how he could’ve found your favorite flower

Halsin -

Giving them flowers

~ Halsin would be very pleasantly surprised by the flowers. Even in his long life, this was a first of sorts

~ He’d sit with you, smiling brightly, looking over all the flowers

~ He’d tell you the name of each and every one, telling you what they could be used in as well

~ In return, you’d show him how to weave a flower crown, trying to include every flower you had gathered

~ In the end, there wasn’t a prettier cave bear princess in the entire world

Receiving flowers

~ Halsin would know exactly where to find the best wild flowers, gathering a huge bouquet by the time he was done

~ They were a little slobbery from his cave bear form carrying them around, but he could wipe them off later

~ He’d lumber his way to you, not hearing the faint sound of buzzing

~ He didn’t understand why you shrieked so loud when he gave them to you, that is until he saw the flurry of bees that had accumulated around his bouquet of sweet smelling flowers

~ It took many kisses and close attention to scattered bee stings to get back into your good graces

Kar’niss -

Giving them flowers

~ Kar’niss didn’t know what to think as you gave him flowers, not familiar with the gesture

~ “Kar’niss can’t eat plants” He’d say with the most adorable confused look on his face

~ You couldn’t help but giggle and leave kisses all over his face. After, you explained that people gave each other flowers as a sign of affection

~ His cheeks would redden, shyly accepting the gesture

~ He treated the flowers so gently after, almost as if it were his newest prized possession

Receiving flowers

~ After learning about this brand new world of flowers, Kar’niss quickly became an expert

~ Anytime he saw even a tiny bloom, he’d scoop it up to bring to you ~ He kept his eyes peeled, not a single flower safe when the drider was near

~ You taught him how to care for the flowers, trimming them and keeping them in enough water to sustain

~ His graceful fingers found comfort in the menial task of caring for the plants. It always warmed your heart, knowing his careful consideration was just his way of showing his immense love for you

#bg3 headcannons #Wyll #Halsin #astarion #gale #kar’niss #bg3 astarion #bg3 halsin #bg3 Wyll #bg3 gale #bg3 kar’niss #wyll x reader #halsin x reader #astarion x reader #gale x reader #kar’niss x reader #bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate fanfiction #bg3 fanfiction

[fictionalwh0ree]

can u post headcanons of each greaser finding out ur pregnant? (what they would act like during your pregnancy, their feelings, etc)

the gang finding out you're pregnant hcs

warnings: pregnancy, mentions of sex, mentions of alcohol

a/n: i didn't write for steve bc i had no ideas, sry guys

johnny cade

when you found out you were pregnant, you didn’t know what to do, but you didn’t wait to tell johnny

when you broke the news to him he went quiet

but he broke out into a smile right after

he was definitely nervous about everything

telling your parents, the financials, if he would even tell his parents, etc.

during your pregnancy johnny was the type to do anything

especially as you got further into it

you dropped your hair tie? say less, he’s picking it up

you’re thirsty? all you have to do is ask

he is definitely they type to talk to your belly

as you get further in, he gets more nervous

his relationship with his parents is rough, he doesn’t want his kid to ever feel the way he does

you assure him that he’ll be a great dad because he doesn’t wanna be like his dad

i peg him as a girl dad

you know once that baby is born he’ll do absolutely anything for them

dallas winston

finding out you were pregnant with dallas winston’s baby was surely the worst news of your life

dallas was not shy about expressing his disdain for children

you actually waited a while after finding out to tell him

mostly because you were either hoping it was a mistake or because you were considering just skipping town or something and never telling him

dallas caught on that something was wrong with you about a week after you found out

for the first week he just assumed that your weird silence towards him was your period making you moody

but he noticed how it wasn’t going away

you were barely talking to him and couldn’t hold eye contact with him

he let it slide for a little while

but he couldn’t deal with it after a while

so one night when he was walking you home from bucks, he decided to say something

“what’s wrong with you?”

“what do you mean?”

“don’t act dumb. do you think i haven’t noticed you being all fidgety and quiet around me? are you cheating on me?”

the question made your heart hurt so you knew you had to tell him then and there

“no”

“don’t lie to me”

“i swear”

“then what is it”

“if i tell you, can you promise not to get mad?”

“alright, if it stops you acting all weird.”

“i’m pregnant.”

he didn’t believe you at first

until you pulled out the pregnancy test from your bag

you’d been carrying it around just waiting for the moment you’d tell him

he finished walking you home, but expect him to go awol for a couple days after that

after much consideration, you two decided to keep it

you were nervous at first

but as the weeks went by and your belly got bigger, you could see him coming around to the idea of having a mini dallas

he will protect you with his life

so much as one wrong look and he’ll throw a punch

he also steals everything he can for the baby

seeing you pregnant with his baby turns him on sooooo much

he has the same problem as johnny, where he’s worried about turning out like his own father

but you assure him he knows better, and you know the gang will keep him in check

he talks to your belly when you’re asleep (or when he thinks you’re asleep)

he had a weird intuition from the start about the baby’s gender

and he was right

i also see him as a girl dad

but regardless of gender expect him to be extremely protective over his child

ponyboy curtis

finding out you were pregnant with pony’s baby was nerve wracking

darry had definitely given you guys the talk

and he had high expectations for ponyboy

so this pregnancy was really a curveball

you rehearsed what you’d tell ponyboy for days

you decided you’d tell him one day when you were alone with him at his house

you didn’t let him get a word in as you told him

the words just flew out of your mouth as you tried to find ways you could work through it without destroying his future

he stopped you halfway with a hug

he told you it’d be okay but you could tell he was very unsure

you and ponyboy actually devised a whole plan for his brothers (mostly darry)

he typed it out on a typewriter to make it neat and it featured many parts that covered basically anything they’d need to know

from work schedules, to savings, to school, it was all in there

so one day pony said he needed to talk to his brothers with you

you can imagine darry already had an idea of what it was from that

so you sat down and ponyboy broke the news, quickly throwing in how you two had worked out all the logistics

darry definitely gave you a lecture while soda sat there trying to process what you had said

“darry please, we have a plan”

pony begged and eventually handed him your typewrited document

he finally sat down and read it over, head in his hand and his stress evident to everyone

as you got bigger and time passed, darry had to adjust to the idea

but eventually everyone had come around to it

you and pony spent so much time talking about your future

discussed baby names from day one

he wasn’t the only one protective of you, the whole gang was

during your pregnancy, ponyboy was the sweetest person ever

he was so understanding with your hormones all over the place

he also read books on parenting and pregnancy so he could understand what was going on with you and just to be prepared in general

he definitely writes letters to your baby so they can read it when they’re older

he wants his kid to have lots to remember him by in case of anything

checks up on you throughout the school day

defo cried when he first held his baby

tbh i could see him being a boy or girl dad

sodapop curtis

you weren’t too worried when you found out you were pregnant with soda’s baby

in fact, you took the test with him when you realized you were late

when the two lines came up, he hugged you so hard

he told everyoneeeeee

he was so happy

throughout your pregnancy you both worked to save up and you encouraged soda to put his dx experience to use and search for a higher position somewhere

he looked so proud walking around with you when you were noticeably pregnant

he will not let anyone or anything harm you

loose floorboard? he fixed it already

also tried to read some books about pregnancy/parenting

he loves shopping for baby clothes

he also shamelessly talks to your belly

he does it every day without fail

he will literally give up anything for your comfort

he would sleep on the cold hard floor if it meant you slept well

when you went into labour he was panicking

but he was with you every step of the way

i see him as a girl dad 100%

he shows off his baby to everyone

tbh your baby is probably absolutely adorable, like magazine material baby

darry curtis

finding out you were pregnant with darry’s baby gave you very mixed feelings

on one hand, you were both adults and you wanted to settle down eventually

on the other hand, you were worried because of the finances

you told him over a dinner you cooked for him when the house was empty

at first he was kind of speechless

but he got really excited

you guys immediately started saving, and when you told his brothers, they were ecstatic to be uncles

ponyboy got a job soon enough so the financial burden wasn’t on darry as much as before

he single-handedly built all your baby furniture and put together the nursery

is the type to rub your feet and give you massages

does whatever you need him to

its difficult sometimes though, darry’s patience runs thin quickly and your hormones make you a little all over the place

he does work on his temper a lot tho

you both work as much as possible to prepare for the birth of your baby

darry would take candid photos of you during your pregnancy all the time

as you get further into your pregnancy, he really pushes for you to stop working so much

but you tell him you’ll stop working so much when he does

eventually, you’re back to working your normal amount

he prioritizes you over anyone else

if the gang is being loud and its late

he’ll kick them out in a split second

he’s not the type to talk to your belly too much besides a “bye/i love you” type thing

but he kisses it after he kisses u

he has some preparental panic when you go into labour

but you assure him everything’s gonna be okay

he also cried when he first held the baby

i could see him being either a boy or girl dad but maybe like fraternal twins

he loves his baby/ies a lotttttt

he teaches them everything he knows and protects them with his life

it was very fitting that you had kids bc you two were seen as the parents of the group

meaning the entire gang had your kids back all the time

two-bit matthews

when you found out you were pregnant with two’s baby you were really nervous

he was very easy going and he loved to be free and have fun

a kid would take away from that

two’s a big drinker and you tended to have a drink or two when you were around him

so you couldn’t hide this at all

when you turned down a beer at first, he didn’t question it

but when the day became night, and he knew you had nothing the day after, he questioned why you kept turning it down

so you just told him

he thought it was a joke

or that one of his friends had put you up to this

but when he realized you were serious

he hugged you so tight

you were worried because he had no job and no intentions of getting one

thankfully his mom was super supportive of your relationship so you could stay with him

you really pushed him to get some kind of job

he spends the entire pregnancy talking about how excited he is to have a mini me

like he is prepared to match outfits and hang out with that baby all day

he doesn’t like bend down to talk to your bump but he talks to it as if the baby was already out and grown

(he definitely thinks having sex with you means he’s poking the baby with his penis)

but does that stop him? no

his reasoning, the baby won’t remember it

you guys get into your fair share of arguments but he is great at lightening the mood and making you laugh

he’s actually a great communicator

he can be a little oblivious to your needs sometimes so you do have to keep him in check

when you went into labour he really didn’t know what to expect

(he sneaked a look at ur vag when you were in labour and was actually traumatized after)

BOY DAD

your baby is 100000000% his mini me

like they WILL act the same

especially as they grow older

he loves making your baby laugh

#the outsiders headcanons #the outsiders fluff #ponyboy x reader #dallas winston x reader #darry curtis x reader #sodapop x reader #two bit matthews x reader #johnny cade x reader

[g3tosugu]

can’t get enough

wriothesley x f!reader

wc: 1.7k

cw: reader is neglecting their health, fainting and i think that's it, but please do tell me if i missed one!

synopsis: you pick up an extra shift at Cafe Lutece but, it proves to be too much on your body as you continue neglecting your needs and Wriothesley is there to figure out why.

a/n: eeek! first post hope u like it :3c i've never written genshin stuff before which is why this is kinda short lol so please forgive me if it's not that good!!

Picking up another shift at Cafe Lutece whilst you were in the middle of prepping and training to begin work at the Fortress of Meropide was probably not the best decision you have ever made in your life. You could have easily quit your job or asked for more leniency with your scheduling and Arouet would surely understand if you explained the situation you were in. The only issue with that was you didn't want to also put him in the tight spot of having to find a replacement, especially since the Cafe was already short staffed at the current time. And now, you have decided to overwork yourself more.

The place was absolutely jam packed with people. There was a pretty intensive trial that was held today and the people who attended were starving and eager to chat about the turnout of the trial over a meal. You're not sure why you set yourself up for disappointment when you convinced yourself it wouldn't be too busy because of the rain. Instead of being a nice regular 8 hour shift, you instead were met with a very busy and never ending 10 hour shift. When you arrived an hour earlier to the Cafe today you had no idea that extra hour of leisure time was going to be something that was so vital. Too late now. You finish your shift as efficiently as you possibly could with what little energy you had left in your system.

As you exited the building, you were met by Arouet who had been out saying his farewells to the final customers of the evening. "Thank you so much again for all your help today Y/n! I really don't know what I would have done without you" he thanked you with a warm smile. You tried your best to muster a more enthusiastic response, but all you could bring yourself to do is give him a tired smile and say "Don't worry about it, boss. It's my pleasure to help you as you have helped me by giving me this job".

When you moved to Fontaine from your home of Monstadt you didn't have anything. Sure, you had your bag you had packed with things of sentimental value and some clothing but, that was it. You couldn't even bring mora with you because you had none to your name due to never having to work back in Monstadt. Your family had always taken care of you. So when you were telling them about you moving so far away, they tried to give you basic starter funds but you declined. You even lied and told them you had some mora saved from doing favors and chores for other people (usually older people) just so they wouldn't worry further. With your lack of job experience and no funds or place to go, Arouet saw how determined you were to make the most out of your situation and decided to give you a job as a waitress.

Arouet studied your face for a moment before giving a sympathetic smile. "You look like you could use a nice relaxing evening and you deserve it. Go home and be safe and please take the day off tomorrow" he gently patted your shoulder. The sudden contact and thought that you get a whole day off the next day made you perk up a little more, "Oh, thank you so much, boss! I will and same to you as well, of course. I just have somewhere to stop and then I will go home for the night".

The first few times you entered the Fortress of Meropide it was a very nerve wracking experience. You had no idea if it was a rowdy and rugged environment or a serious and strict one. But, you soon realized it wasn't as horrific and terrible as you initially thought it would be. Regardless, it was still to be considered a dangerous environment. Thankfully, with Wriothesley around, you never felt like you needed to worry.

As the guards walked you up to the large metal doors to the Duke's office, you heard a familiar voice call out to you from the cafeteria area. "Y/n! Wait!" she ran up to you enthusiastically. "Hello Sigewinne" you patted the half Melusine girl on the head and smiled at her. "What are you doing here? I didn't think you were stopping by since you seemed to be working late" she smiled up at you, but everything started to feel fuzzy. Your eyelids became harder to keep open, your vision was going in and out of focus and you started seeing spots. "Y/n?" Sigewinne called out to you, worried by your lack of response and the way you were looking physically. Before you could give her the reassurance you so desperately wanted to, you collapsed to the ground.

"Y/n! Oh no..." Sigewinne quickly walked to your side and began trying to rouse you awake. The guards that were with you quickly clamored around you to protect you from any onlookers. In the midst of the sudden event, the loud metal doors to the Dukes office opened and out came Wriothesley. "What's all the commotion out here about?", his eyes searched for just a split second before they landed on Sigewinne standing over your unconscious form with a very troubled look on her face. "Everyone move" Wriothesley ordered the guards and they immediately met his demand in return. He quickly knelt down and picked you up bridal style and started carrying you towards his office. "Wait! We need to take her to the infirmary so I can perform a proper check up!" Sigewinne tried to stop him. "You can treat her in here can't you? I don't want her out here. I want to be able to keep an eye on her" his gaze was serious and his jaw was set. He was clearly fully intent on doing this, so Sigewinne just sighed and nodded in response as she followed him into his office.

Your eyes fluttered open and you searched around your environment to try and decipher where you had ended up. Wriothesley's office. "You're awake?" you heard Wriothesley rise from his chair and walk around his desk. You slowly began to sit up and when your eyes met his, you looked away in embarrassment. You knew Sigewinne checked your condition and told him you were neglecting your needs. You had hardly eaten and you weren't sleeping a full night's rest for the past week. His eyes said it all to you. He was disappointed.

After a moment of you avoiding looking at him while also feeling his own gaze piercing right through you, you sighed. "You're disappointed in me" you looked down at your hands in your lap. "Disappointed?" his face had confusion present on it but, you fail to see it as you are still too afraid to look him in the eyes. "Oh no, I've probably frightened Sigewinne terribly, I should go show her I'm alright" you try to quickly excuse yourself from the situation. "I don't think so" Wriothesley firmly but gently grabbed your arm and pulled you towards him so he could swiftly lift you onto his desk, his palms planted firmly on the desk at your sides, effectively caging you in. You're still looking away from him. "Come on sweetheart, look at me. Please?" his voice soft in a way to show you that he isn't upset with you.

You slowly raised your head and finally met his eyes. He looked at you in a way that made you feel like you were the answer to all problems in the world. Like you were something precious and sacred. "There she is" he smiled warmly. The smile you gave in response wasn't one the same warmth in return, it was an apologetic one. "You've been overworking yourself, haven't you?" he tried to coax you to explain yourself. You nodded, "I took an extra shift at Cafe Lutece today while I've been prepping to become a nurse here". "Oh? You're going to be working here? How was I not made aware of this?" he asked as he finally moved away from you to fold his arms across his chest.

The guilty expression on your face made him let out a soft, "Y/n...". "I told Monsieur Neuvillette to keep it a secret because I was afraid you wouldn't allow me to pursue it" you admitted. "I see" he nodded and sighed. "Well, I just want to say first and foremost" he moved toward you again and placed a tender kiss on the top of your head, "I'm not disappointed in you. Not for what happened today or for keeping this secret from me" he reassured. "I also want you to know that you can do whatever you want. I don't ever want you to consider my own thoughts if you are going to put them above your own. At that point my feelings don't entirely matter do they? You are free to do as you please" he gently lifted your chin with his hand so you could look at him again.

"Besides, you act like I wouldn't want to see this gorgeous face everytime I come into work" he grinned as he removed his hand from your chin. You smiled the first genuine happy smile all day. "If you don't mind me asking, why do you want to be a nurse down here?" he asked as he took your hand in his to help you steadily hop down from his desk. "Well, I would love to work with Sigewinne of course. You know I adore her and I know she could teach me a lot of things. Her point of view in life is always so fascinating and wonderful to me as well" you went on to explain. As you went on, Wriothesley just had the most lovesick expression plastered on his face and you made note of it. "And don't act like I don't want to see your gorgeous face everyday when I come to work" you use his own words on him with a grin. He chuckled and shook his head "You're a very dangerous woman". "Hmm, maybe I've just been around you too much" you joke. Instead of laughing in response with you, he pulled you against him by your waist. "I don't know about you, but you could never be around me too much" his eyes studied every detail of your face, "No, matter of fact. I can't get enough of you sweetheart".

#genshin x reader #genshin fluff #genshin imagines #wriothesley x reader #wriothesley fluff

[spideysbruh]

Engaged

a/n- wedding one next ? 🤔 also happy new year !!!!

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y/n nothing matters but you.

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ynandtimmystan they've been together for so long I hope they get married and have babies and then THEY become nepo babies and the cycle just continues fr

paulsdunes ellos son mis padres fr

rachelzegler I LOVE YOU I MISS YOU

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y/n I MISS YOU MOREEEE LIKE SO MUCH SO BAD I miss our sleepovers 💔

tchalamet pretty girl. I'm so lucky.

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tchalamet just posted a story!

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@y/n just tweeted- it's me and my loves anniversary soon omg. six years!!!!! where did the time go omg

@wonkasyn replied- six years omg...

@ynsgf replied- are yall doing anything special?🫶

@coolyn replied- "my love" we already know it's timmy girl 😭😭

@timandyn replied to @coolyn- LMAOO she's probably just used to referring to him as her bf, love, etc. she does have a personal life yk 🙄

@ynslipgloss replied- if yall ever break up I'll lose all hope in the world

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tchalamet 🍫🍫🍒🍑

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paulsatreides the emojis 💀💀

y/n im-

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kylesgirlfriend the way its completely unrelated too like he's just horny fr😭😭

y/n my personal chocolatier 😍😍😩😩

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y/n I love you weirdo

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y/n soooo we've been keeping a lil secret for a few weeks... i'm happily with you for eternity my beautiful, beloved man. you've seen me at my worst, at my best and everything in between and youre still here. I've never loved anybody more than I love you. from the day we met, I knew i would love you forever.

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hellatightkyle NO WAYYY OMGGGG

ynsdune OMFG my parents

rachelzegler CONGRATULATIONSSSS I LOVE YOU GUYS

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tchalamet my heart is still racing from that day. I love you forever. thank you for making me the happiest person in the entire fucking world.

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y/n no baby, thank YOU for loving me and making me the happiest person ever.

ynscurtains I KNEW ITTT OMFGGG for their six year anniversary

zendaya so glad to be your personal photographer that day

tsgf it ain't gonna last 💀

hellatightkyle he's not gonna date you 🗣🗣

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y/n I haven't stopped crying sab help

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tchalamet I knew you'd say yes. but I was still so fucking nervous. asking you to be my wife was nerve wracking, but also so exciting and exhilarating and just the absolute greatest thing ive ever done. I'll never forget how beautiful you looked that day. I love you, I adore you. seeing that ring on your finger everyday fills me with so much joy, pride and love. what a lucky man I am to be marrying you.

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atreidesdune god when will I find a man like him

l/nology HIS CAPTION OMGGG he loves her so much 😭😭🫶💕💕💕

y/n crying. I'm the lucky one.

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ynslauries I love how he always says he's so lucky to be with her 🥺🥺🥺 how i want my men.

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[bruisedboys]

I have a concerning amount of Bradley Bradshaw thoughts, so I was so excited to see your post asking for them!! You also made a post about being bad at eye contact and I’ve never related to something more in my life. So…

I started thinking about Bradley and shy!r who can’t hold eye contact with him!! But I can’t decide if he’d be understanding or hold your face toward his and lovingly tease you. What do you think??

(This is my first time requesting but I’ve been following you for a while and love your blog!🤍)

omg. so I’ve decided he absolutely does the second one because he’s such a huge flirt …… also I made this a blurb hope you don’t mind !!

bradley ‘rooster’ bradshaw x fem!reader

You’re out grocery shopping with Bradley (which is nerve wracking enough already, he keeps pulling you out of the way of other customers by the waist, leaning over your shoulder to read the ingredients on a tub of yoghurt you’re looking at, his face an inch from yours) when he stops in the ice cream section and just looks at you. At first you think you’ve got something on your face.

“What?” You ask, confused and a little self conscious.

“You look really pretty,” he says simply, smiling that awful (gorgeous) smile that you hate (love) and obliterating any thoughts of self consciousness you previously had. “I’m so in love with you I could die, sweetheart. Seriously.”

Your heart seems to explode out of your chest. Your face gets hot and you’re sure your legs almost give out. You can’t look at him any longer because he’s so handsome and he’s lovely and kind and looking at him means knowing he’s looking right back at you. With his stupid gorgeous brown eyes and pretty smile and undeniably handsome moustache.

You avert your gaze to the linoleum floor. Staring at it as if it will save you from your incredibly sweet boyfriend. And then said boyfriend starts laughing. He laughs and you should be offended, should tell him off for laughing at you when you’re literally being tortured in the middle of the grocery store, but his laugh is maybe your favourite sound in the whole world.

Bradley drops the carton of ice cream he’s holding in the cart and surges forward to take your face in his hands, never rough but definitely demanding of your attention.

“Babe,” he says, faux serious, eyebrows pinched in an almost-glare, though his grin betrays the act. He lifts your jaw so you’re looking at him again. “I’m talking to you. You know it’s rude to look away while I’m talking to you.”

He’s joking, of course he is. He knows how shy you are and would never ever demean you for it. Still, you struggle to meet his eyes, opting for staring at his nose instead.

“Bradley,” you say, breathless but trying not to be. “You can’t just say something like that while I’m trying to get groceries. It’s life ruining.”

“Life ruining!” Bradley laughs, loud and ecstatic. “You’re life ruining. You’re so lovely it makes me sick. Can’t you give a guy a break?”

“Oh my gosh,” you complain, almost begging with him. “Stop.”

You wrestle your way out of his grip (he doesn’t put up much of a fight at all. If he did you’d still be firmly stuck), and step away, hot around the collar, stomach churning with butterflies, wishing the floor would swallow you up.

Bradley just grins at you. “You’re cute,” he says. “Come on, let’s find the sprinkles. Do you want chocolate syrup too?”

You honestly don’t think your stomach could handle it.

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[sunflower-lilac42]

✧ 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐆𝐞𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥 || cole caufield ♔

album & song: 1989 (taylor's version) ; how you get the girl (taylor's version)

summary: y/n gives her best friend advice on how to get the girl of his dreams, but she never thought it was her

pairings: cole caufield x best friend!reader

warnings: um i don't think there's any but let me know if you see one

notes: i definitely rambled during some of the scenes so they might not make sense but oh well, there's still a lot for you to read. i can't believe this is my first cole fic, that's kind of mind blowing. but three posts this weekend, it makes me feel a little accomplished. add yourself to the taglist ➺ taglist!

publish date: 01/28/24

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‘stand there like a ghost shaking from the rain, rain she'll open up the door and say, are you insane’

There was a knock on the door, and y/n jumped up from where she sat in her dorm room. She was living by herself since she had been needing privacy for the upcoming semester and she had a particular way of keeping things clean and organized. She scooted off her bed and landed on the ground with a thud, walking towards the door. 

She peaked through the peephole and looked at the person outside in confusion. She pulled away to open the door and gave the boy a wide-eyed smile, “Hi Cole.”

Cole was dripping wet as he stood there. He had run from the bus stop and then had to stand outside the building waiting for someone to either walk in or out, which was an awkward situation to explain, “Hi, can you please let me in? I used to go here and now I play in the NHL, which doesn't matter but I’m looking for my best friend.”

The girl looked at him in confusion, “Um sure?”

And that’s how Cole was here. Wet and shaking from the rain, “Hi y/n/n.”

“What are you doing here? Are you insane? Don’t you have a game tonight? How’d you get in?”

“I needed to see you, I missed you.”

Y/n pulled Cole into her room and gave him a change of clothes, “Let me go throw this in the dryer.”

When the towel was warm enough she brought it back to him and threw it at him, “Okay now what is the real reason you’re here?”

Cole shrugged, sitting down on her bean bag she had in the room, “I just felt like something was wrong with you.”

“So you missed your NHL game to come see me because you had a feeling that something was wrong?”

He nodded, now realizing how weird and stupid that sounded. He gave her an awkward, lopsided, smile, “Yeah.”

She shook her head, a grin making her way onto her face, “You are fucking insane Cole Caufield.”

“Only for you.” He gave her a wink.

✧༺✎༻∞

‘say it's been a long six months and you were too afraid to tell her what you want, want’

The past few months had been nerve-wracking for Cole and y/n. They both knew the time till Cole’s NHL debut was decreasing and decreasing. They made the most of it however, spending every waking moment with each other when they could, staying at each other’s dorms, going out to dinner, y/n going to his games. They were never apart unless they absolutely had to be.

Cole’s feelings had only worsened with the more and more they hung out. Every time he would see her his eyes roamed her figure up and down memorizing what she looked like in case one day he would have to pack up everything and leave. 

He would see her in his jersey - which she custom-made - when she went to his games, she constantly stole and wore his hoodies every time they were together, they had been telling the whole world they were both unavailable even if it wasn’t true. 

Y/n wasn’t the only one who had stolen the other’s things. Cole always had a hair tie on his wrist in case she ever got too hot and needed to pull her hair up or it was blowing in her face and giving her a hassle. He stole some of her larger jackets just because they smelled like her and her scent was comforting. He stole her rings sometimes, the metal around his finger giving him something to fidget with when he became anxious. 

As much as they both would love Cole to be in the NHL they were both worried about leaving each other. They had been friends since childhood, always with one another. Their bond strengthened throughout their younger years, each sticking up for the other when needed, and going to each other’s games.

She wore his jersey at World Juniors, and he wore her jersey at her soccer games (both made by her), both screaming out their support. They would wait for each other in their designated spots after each game, running to hug each other once they laid eyes on each other. They always gave one another a small present, a pin or a sticker, or a piece of jewelry. 

The last six months they both noticed the slightly growing distance between them. They were trying to lessen the hurt of him leaving when it came time. Cole had been more worried about her than he ever had been before. He didn’t know if it was his best friend’s protective instincts kicking on or if it was the deeper feelings that had made him feel like this. 

Despite both harboring unknown feelings for each other, they both knew there was a chance that if the other didn’t feel the same, their friendship could fall apart. They were both afraid of how the outcome would end. Cole’s worries were worse than y/n’s, she had been by his side for so long, never doubting him one step of the way, he couldn’t let his stupid little feelings get in the way of that. 

He had been on his way over to her dorm when he received a text from the girl, ‘Bring ice cream and tissues, please.’

His heart broke slightly at the message, confusion plastered on his face. He typed his message in response, asking if there was anything particularly wrong or if something had happened.

She didn’t respond, just emphasizing her first message. Cole sighed at the lack of communication that was going on before turning around and walking back to the parking lot of his dorm to grab his car and go to the store to pick up her favorite ice cream and the soft tissues she had requested.

While he was there, his eyes caught the leftover Valentine’s Day decorations, candy, and other gifts that were severely messed up from the number of times people had gone through them. He sighed when he saw couples rummaging through remnants of the red and pink objects, teddy bears and other stuffed animals, and heart-shaped boxes with chocolates in them. He could’ve been getting them for her. 

He did end up buying a teddy bear, one from the kids section and not from the Valentine’s Day spot. He grabbed her favorite ice cream and some apple juice, picking up her favorite chips and cookies as well. If she was upset, he was determined to make her feel better. He picked the softest tissues he could find and when he was walking his eyes caught sight of the book section.

He looked down at his watch before making a rash decision to take a peek down the aisle. He spotted one of the books she had been wanting for a while and picked it up before heading to checkout. He bagged everything before running back out to his car and driving to her dorm. 

He was lucky that one of the kids that had lived there was walking into the building when he got there, so he just followed suit behind him. He didn’t want to make her come down and get him when he could’ve easily found a way in. He ran up the stairs, not bothering to wait for the elevator and knocked on her door. 

Y/n sat on her bed, her blanket wrapped around her as she watched her favorite show. She had tear-stained cheeks and puffy eyes, her nose a little stuffed from the crying she had done. She walked over to the door and opened it, before she smiled at him, “Coley!”

He walked over to her, pulling her into a hug, “Hey, y/n/n. What’s wrong?”

She shook her head before scooting over and patting the bed, “Come sit.”

Cole jumped onto the bed, took the Target bag, and placed it out in front of her, “I got you ice cream, chips, cookies, apple juice, tissues, and that book you’ve been wanting. And I got you a teddy bear.”

Her eyes immediately filled with tears again, clutching the bear in her arms, burying her head into his shoulder, “‘M gonna miss you.” 

The boy furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, “What do you mean? I’m not going anywhere.”

“You don’t know that Cole. You could get the call any day saying you have to go to Montreal. You could leave any day.”

He frowned and wrapped his arm around her, rubbing her shoulder with his thumb, “Is that what’s making you upset?”

She nodded, “I don’t want you to go.” 

He smiled slightly, “I don’t want to go either.”

The two sat in silence before y/n spoke up again, “It’s been a long six months worrying about this.”

“I know.”

And yet, Cole was still afraid to tell her what he wanted.

✧༺✎༻∞

‘and that's how it works that's how you get the girl’

“Start with a romantic gesture. Maybe something from her favorite movie, or something cliche. For example, standing in the rain at her doorstep. Or maybe singing a song in front of a large crowd of people. Or maybe doing one of your fears to impress her.”

Cole nodded as he sat on his best friend’s bed, taking mental notes on everything that she was saying. He had come to her for advice on how to ask out a girl that he had liked for what felt like ages at this point. Despite multiple attempts, the girl couldn’t get out a name, not even a hint about the girl, and that was because he could not let her find out it was her.

“Anything else?”

Y/n nodded as she flipped through the pages in her mind, “She will probably tell you that you’re insane for doing something like that, but… it’s cute. A lot of girls would like a big romantic gesture like that.”

“How would you react if someone did that for you?”

She shrugged, “I dunno. I’m not a fan of public things. That’s embarrassing.” She breathed out a laugh, moving her attention to a stack of books she had to organize.

Cole thought, so singing in front of a crowd is definitely out of the question then. He watched as she rearranged her books on her bookshelf, following her every movement. She had started to talk again, unbeknownst to him. She stepped in front of him, snapping her fingers in his face, “Cole! Cole! Cole!”

He flinched, “What?”

“Pay attention, Cole. I’m trying to help you here.”

He nodded and shook his head of his remaining thoughts, focusing on her, “Okay so… how long have you liked her for?”

He shrugged, “A while, I think. But I think I noticed it about 6 months ago.” 

She nodded, “And you’ve been too afraid to tell her what you want, right?”

He let out a noise in agreement and sat up fully on her bed, “Yeah.”

“Okay, well if you do what I say. You’ll be sure to start dating her in no time.”

“Are you sure?”

“That’s how it works. That’s how you get the girl.” She patted his head and launched herself onto her bed, “What do you want to watch?”

✧༺✎༻∞

‘remind her how it used to be, be yeah, with pictures in frames of kisses on cheeks, cheeks’

Cole was unpacking a box his mom had sent to him, things from home that he might’ve wanted in his new apartment. He felt uneasy going back through some of these things, most of them being something related to hockey. When he got to the bottom of the box he saw a few rectangular objects wrapped tightly in bubble wrap.

He pulled them out, moving the box out of his way. He placed them down before unwrapping the first one. He felt the picture frame and furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, but when he saw which picture it was he smiled. It was from when they were younger, it was their first day of first grade and y/n’s mom made them take a picture. Y/n gave him a joking kiss on the cheek and both y/n and Cole’s mom had captured the moment. He placed it on his nightstand and unwrapped the next one. 

This one was similar to the one before, but this time it was one from his and y/n’s high school graduation. They were both in their caps and gowns still and she was leaning over and kissing his cheek. Cole was holding both of their empty diploma cases. 

Following that one was another one of the similar pose. It had become one of their signature photos. Every year on the first day of school they would do it, but he had only seen a couple of them. Most of them either lived on an old hard drive or were buried deep in photo albums in one of their houses. This one had been when they had just moved into their freshman dorms and they decided to recreate the photo once more. 

He gathered the two frames he just opened and placed one down on the living room table and one in the kitchen. His apartment instantly felt more at home to him. Something to remember his best friend by made him feel more relaxed. 

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛

When she visited for the first time she noticed the pictures immediately, “Where did you get these?”

“My mom sent them to me. I had them in my room back at home.”

She nodded and held the one that he put in the living room in her hands, “We were so little… and cute.”

The two giggled at her comment, “You’re still cute.”

“Thanks, Coley. You are too.”

The two both blushed at each other’s comments before sitting in silence. Y/n smiled sadly when a thought plagued her mind, “I miss how it used to be. Everything was so simple back then.”

Cole nodded, throwing his arm on the back of the couch, “Yeah. We were never apart back then, were we.”

She laid her head on his shoulder, “I miss you, Cole.”

“I miss you two, y/n/n.”

✧༺✎༻∞

‘tell her how you must've lost your mind when you left her all alone and never told her why, why’

One week since Cole had left, y/n had fallen into a tiny depression state. They hadn’t gone even a couple of days without seeing each other ever, let alone facetime each other. Cole had been so busy with flying out to Edmonton making his debut and then having to go to Calgary, before finally being able to settle into his new apartment in Montreal. 

She was nervous for him but she was also nervous for herself. They hadn’t got to say good bye to each other, she had gotten his text while she was in class that he was leaving. She tried to call him but it went straight to voicemail and she felt defeated. 

On the flip side, Cole had been anxious, not about himself but about y/n. He knew about how she typically handled things when she was alone and most of the time it wasn’t the best thing to happen. When he finally got a chance to breathe and sit in his apartment, he called y/n and she answered on the first ring, “Hi Cole! How’s your apartment? Everything going okay up there?”

He nodded, a smile tugging on his lips when he laid his eyes on her picture on his screen, “Yeah it’s been going okay.”

“Anyone giving you any trouble because I’ll fly up there to beat them up for you.”

He laughed, “I know you would.”

The two went silent for a few minutes, a slight frown gracing y/n’s face, “I’m sorry.”

She tilted her head in confusion, “For what?”

“For leaving you. Especially without warning really.”

Her frown deepened at his words, “It’s not your fault Cole. You were, are, moving on to bigger and better things.”

“But I didn’t want to leave you, y/n/n. I need you to know that. I would’ve stayed for you.”

“I know you would’ve, Cole. But like I said, you’re doing something greater for yourself. I shouldn’t be holding you back from your dreams.”

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but you’re a part of that dream. Yet, he couldn’t get them out. He wasn’t going to be the one to ruin their friendship over something like this, she didn’t deserve it. So he kept his lips shut and listened to her talk about whatever had happened that day, the reason he called, going blank in his mind. 

✧༺✎༻∞

‘and that's how it works that's how you lost the girl’

“I don’t think she’s into me, y/n/n.”

“What do you mean?”

“I tried what you said but she didn’t even bat an eye to it. She completely dismissed me.”

Sure it was weird for Cole to be talking about his girl problems to y/n when she was the girl he was talking about, but it’s not like she would ever know. Cole was thankful in that moment for his friend’s obliviousness, it came in handy sometimes.

“Maybe she did and she just doesn’t know what to think about it, maybe she’s still trying to figure something out.”

Cole signed on the opposite side of the phone, growing a little frustrated at both himself and at her. Why couldn’t he just say how he was feeling, if she didn’t like him then fine they could just move on, try and move past this, “But what if she just doesn’t like me.”

“I’m not accusing you of anything Cole, but did you do anything stupid to make her think differently about you? Or think differently about her feelings toward you?”

“I mean, I did kind of leave her without telling her why…”

“You’re telling me you didn’t tell her you were leaving to go play in the NHL? You just got up and left her?”

“Well when you put it like that, it sounds worse.”

Y/n rolled her eyes, “You probably broke her heart, Cole.”

Cole let that thought sink in, the thought of leaving y/n there all alone in Madison with little to no friends. Of course, she had other friends but she was always hanging out with him. He re-positioned himself on his bed and placed his free hand on his head, rubbing his forehead. He didn’t mean to hurt her.

“Cole?”

“I’m such a fucking idiot. How could I do that to her?”

Y/n felt heartbroken for him, he sounded so upset with himself for his actions. She was also heartbroken by the fact that Cole had these strong feelings for someone else, someone that wasn’t her. She tried to keep her composure by staying silent, letting a tear make its way down her face. She wiped it before talking again, “Cole, it’s okay. There’s ways to fix these things. Did you at least apologize to her?”

“Yeah, kind of I think? I totally have lost my mind, haven’t I y/n?”

She just shrugged, “I don’t think you ever had a mind, to be honest Cole.”

He forced a small laugh, “Gee, thanks.”

“Has she talked to you since then? About what happened?”

“No. She hasn’t brought it up. She said she supported me after I apologized but that’s about it. She sounded sad but also a little angry.”

She stayed silent for a minute, “I hate to be the person to tell you this but I think you lost her.”

Cole ran a hand over his face in frustration, letting her words hit him like a truck. 

✧༺✎༻∞

‘and you could know that I don't want you to go’

It was the first Friday without Cole and she was sitting in her dorm room. He had made his debut two days ago and she couldn’t even gather the strength to watch his game. She felt horrible about it, she was his best friend, she should support him through everything. 

She watched the movie that they were planning on watching that day, 13 going on 30. It was y/n’s week to choose, hence the reason why it was a Rom-Com. Cole didn’t mind, he would watch every cheesy romantic movie with her if she wanted to watch it. 

He had a game that day, but once again, y/n had no desire in watching it. It was just another reminder that he was gone, she could only handle so much. She sat on her bed, the movie playing on the TV with a bucket of popcorn sitting on her right side. 

Of course she had to pick the movie in which the two main characters of the movie were love interests and were best friends. It was like the universe was mocking her of some sort. She couldn’t escape the facts. Her heart sympathized when Jennifer Garner’s character felt as if she lost her best friend to the girl he was getting married to. She couldn’t imagine life if Cole got married to someone else.

It was like a blow to the face watching it. She had the chance to do something but she still sat in her dorm room doing nothing but stuffing her face full of popcorn. Much like Elle in Legally Blonde, when the final scene of the movie came up and Jennifer Garner and Mark Ruffalo got married she threw her popcorn at the screen in frustration, why couldn’t she have that life.

She looked at her phone to see a text from Cole, saying they lost and he didn’t want to talk tonight. He had taken the loss as a burden to himself, being new on the team and not being able to contribute. She was honestly grateful that he texted her that because if he hadn’t she would then have to come up with an excuse on why she didn’t want to talk. 

She scrolled through pictures of her and Cole in her camera roll, tears welling in her eyes. As much as she wanted Cole to go and pursue his dreams, the thought in the back of her mind was being selfish, she didn’t want Cole to leave her. They had been together for so long and hockey just ripped him away from her. She had been so supportive of him so she thought she at least deserved a little bit of selfishness.

She threw her phone across the room much like she had done with the popcorn. She sat there crying as the credits rolled across the screen before Netflix gave her more recommendations on what to watch based on the movie, but she was in no mood to watch another romance movie. She rolled her eyes, tears still streaming down her face. She backed out of the menu before putting on a random stand-up show.

He could’ve known that she didn’t want him to go, because in reality he really didn’t want to go either. However, y/n’s mind was like Cole’s and she didn’t want to ruin their friendship due to her feelings. It felt stupid and silly. They had a perfect friendship so why should she ruin it because of her feelings. 

✧༺✎༻∞

‘remind me how it used to be and say you want me, yeah, yeah’

The clouds covered a majority of the sky, not a star in sight. The moon was visible every few minutes once one cloud passed by before another one came and covered it. When the moon was shining, it shone right into y/n’s dorm room where she sat in her normal state with her blanket wrapped around her watching her and Cole’s favorite movie. 

They had watched it since they were children. Every Friday night Cole and y/n’s families would have one another over for dinner and y/n and Cole would sleep over at each other’s houses depending on where they were that night. They would choose a movie to watch and most likely if they didn’t know, that movie would be the one chosen. 

It had been a month since she last saw Cole. She had flown out to Montreal as soon as she was finished with school, going to his games when she could. She had stayed there for a week or two before going back home for the rest of the summer. It being her first time in Cole’s apartment, she noticed the lack of decorations in it, the only thing really there was pictures of her and him.

She looked around her room and a picture frame caught her eye. Cole was wearing his World Juniors USA jersey, his medal hanging from around his neck. They had just won and Cole was beaming and y/n’s lips were pressed firmly against his cheek. The photo they had been recreating since they were 6. 

She smiled when she saw it and something clicked in her brain. Cole had three of the same picture just at different times in his apartment, and when she saw them she remembered how they used to be, much like now. Continuing to mentally flip through things she had told him, she remembered telling him to make a grand gesture; singing in front of a crowd, standing in the rain-

“Holy shit…”

She jumped out of her bed, blanket falling from around her shoulders. She couldn’t believe what she was thinking, there was no way that her best friend liked her. I mean she knew that she liked him but Cole Caufield, liking her? It was one of the more unbelievable things that had happened in her lifetime. 

She continued to run through everything and anything that she might’ve told Cole that he could’ve done. Even running through things Cole had done for her that seemed even remotely romantic. He had bought her a book that he knew she was eyeing, he bought her cookies and chips when she didn’t even ask him to. He showed up at all of her games that he could. He apologized for making his NHL debut and leaving her alone at Madison when it wasn’t his fault. 

He bought her multiple gifts for her birthday and for Christmas, he dropped everything to make sure that she was okay, he made her food when she was feeling down and felt like she couldn’t do anything, he helped her with her homework and helped her study for exams. He did everything for her and she was just now realizing it. 

She mentally punched herself in the head for not realizing it sooner. He had done so much for her that basically screamed ‘I love you.’ Why did it take her this long to notice? She was frustrated at herself for not doing something about it. She literally gave him the advice to get the girl but she should’ve been following her own advice and picking up on the cues. 

She was quick to book a flight to Montreal and repack her suitcase. She ran out of her bedroom, explaining how much she needed to go see Cole and her mom just gave her a knowing smile before ushering her off with a ‘be careful’ and an ‘I love you.’

✧༺✎༻∞

‘and then you say I want you for worse or for better i would wait for ever and ever broke your heart, I'll put it back together i would wait for ever and ever’

Flying to Montreal wasn’t something she had on her list. But when she had her epiphany she had to see him, she had to get to Cole. 

Of course, it was raining when she arrived. She did her best to shield herself from the water but ultimately failed with how hard it was coming down. To her luck, her Uber had actually dropped her off a block away from where Cole’s apartment was. Instead of waiting to get a new one she just walked there, her suitcase in toe. 

She arrived at his house, shivering from the rain. She wrapped her coat tightly around her as she knocked on the door to his apartment. It didn’t take long for Cole to open the door, a bright smile on his face when he opened it, “Y/n! What are you doing here?”

“I needed to see you.” 

“Are you fucking insane? Aren’t you supposed to be going on a trip with your family right now?”

“I needed to see you, Cole.”

Cole let her in, stepping aside to create space for her. She stepped in and before she could even think about reaching for her suitcase, Cole grabbed it and moved it in. She was visibly shaking and Cole pulled off his hoodie to give it to her. 

He took her jacket, placed it in the drying and directed her to the couch.

“So what was so important that you needed to fly to Canada to see me?”

“Remember when you were asking me about that girl?”

Cole nodded his head, looking confusedly at her, “Yeah? What’s this about?”

“And you remember what I said to you when you asked?”

“Yeah you told me to say I want you for worse or for better, I would wait forever and ever. I broke your heart, but I’ll put it back together.”

She only gave him a soft smile and waited to see if the words would click. It didn’t for at least five minutes, causing the two to sit in awkward silence. Cole’s face lit up when he realized what she was trying to say, “Are you serious?”

“If I wasn't, would I be doing exactly what I told you?”

Cole stood up and walked over to her, grabbing her face, his thumbs rubbing gently under her eyes. He let out a soft breath, still smiling, “Can I kiss you?”

“Do you even have to ask?” He kissed her immediately after that, both of them smiling into the kiss. 

If only y/n was as good at following advice as giving it, they would’ve been in this position so much earlier. 

‘and that's how it works that's how you got the girl’

𝑻𝑨𝑮𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻 ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

if your name is crossed out it means i couldn't tag you

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[devotion-disorder]

Hi!! I don't know if anyone has asked this before, but-- How did you go about posting your yan OCs for the first time? I absolutely LOVE yours and would love to share mine like how you post about yours, but It's soooo nerve wracking to start it... Lol, sorry if this is weird! ^^;;;;; Do you have any advice or anything?

Hihi!!!! I understand it is kind of nervewracking like oohhhh these are my silly Original Blorbos if any of you guys care. but the world could always use more yanderes!!!!!! so we do in fact care !!!!!!!!!!1

I will say that a while ago my blog was mainly DoL-centric with the exception of the occasional yan post reblog- but i honestly wish I branched out into that more early on, for some reason i was really fixated on keeping my blog centered around one thing only. At some point I just realised that. it's my blog. i should just do whatever I want lmao. and I think that's a good mindset to have tbh - its your house your rules babey

I don't know if there's anything in particular with how I did it that's remarkable in any sense, but I suppose I just tried to make sure i was presenting my oc's in a way that leaves a strong impression and is easy to digest: so a list of facts about them, some are just basic info, some are lore-motivated and some are just things i think would be funny LOL. and yanderes at their best are when they are being their most creepy irredeemable selves so I drew something extra for that too (in fact it was kind of a last-minute addition lol). but anywho i was just hoping to establish a strong impression of their characters ig.

but yes! the only real advice I stand behind is to do whatever you wanna do and have fun with it. that is easier said than done, but I think that my enjoyment of drawing and posting has really took off ever since i just stopped caring what others might think. Good luck to you and your oc's, im sure many people will be very excited about more yanderes in this world!!!!!!!!!

#ask #anon #i really get that feeling like #like it may be seen as '''cringe''' to be into this sort of content #but honestly im having so much fun and fulfillment from it so like whos really winning at the end of the day #but then again I also feel like ive been into yan content for so long im just kind of desensitized to it all lol

[taeraeszn]

i started squealing to myself when i read where zb1 finds you accidentally falling asleep on their team member T^T

would it be possible to request zb1 patting your head/caressing your hair? i think that would be so cute.. thank you !!

when zb1 pats your head/caresses your hair

omg your so sweet anon!! thank you for the nice words about my reaction post <3 i seriously smiled so much reading your request!! and ofc i'll write it!!

warnings: food, cursing, and mention of fear. but nothing else from what i see, lmk if there is any i should add!

kim jiwoong

you haven't seen jiwoong in nearly a month due to the tour zb1 was currently having

you were so proud of him and how far he came, but god you just missed his presence so much. you often found yourself scrolling through old texts and looking back at the pictures you favourited of jiwoong

but what you didn't know was that jiwoong actually came back to seoul! he just wanted to surprise you since he figured just telling you was too boring

you were fast asleep on the couch after binge watching a k-drama on netflix. the door clicked open and jiwoong walked into this scene, immediately chuckling

"of course they were watching a k-drama..." he whispers to himself

he puts his bag down and makes his way towards you, he bends down to the ground level to get a closer look of your face

jiwoong then decides to leave a sweet kiss on your forehead <3 as well as caressing your hair softly

just then you wake up, sight still dizzy as you were deep in your sleep. as you looked around, you met eyes with your partner and immediately engulfed him into your arms

"JIWOONG!" you exclaimed, he gave you that iconic smirk and kissed you gently on the lips

"i missed seeing you." he said. your face was nuzzled into his neck, "me too..."

"i loved the tour but god i wanted to see you again." he mumbled

"i could say the same..."

rest of the members are under the cut!

zhang hao

"ugh why is this so hard?!" you yelled to yourself. you were attempting to cook something new for dinner, something that is a special dish in hao's home province of fujian

but unfortunately nothing seemed to work as you tried nearly every tip in the cookbook, you were growing extremely frustrated and were close to just giving up entirely on this dish and just ordering chicken instead

but just then you saw hao walk into your apartment, damn it, it was too late

"baobei?" he called out. you sighed and made your way towards him. he was hanging up his coat in the closet and noticed you when he turned around

"hi..." you greeted. he seemed excited and clasped his hands together, "so what's for dinner tonight?"

"yeah about dinner...it's..." before you could finish your sentence, hao walked into the mess that was the kitchen

there were plates and bowls everywhere, utensils thrown around, and just overall a mess

"care to explain why our kitchen looks like it's in shambles?" his face giving an extremely puzzled look

you shrugged, sitting on the dining room chair, "i dunno, i just wanted to make a dish from fujian just for you, i guess it didn't work out."

hao then smiled (YK WHICH ONE I'M TALKING ABOUT) and patted your head, pulling you into his arms

"baobei, i appreciate you doing this for me, i really do! but if it's giving you too much stress then we can make it together!"

your eyes lit up, "really?"

"absolutely, we're in this together right?"

sung hanbin

after a year of dating, you were finally getting ready to meet hanbin's parents. he had been waiting for this moment ever since you two first met, he knew you were his life partner and he wanted you to meet them

you on the other hand were extremely nervous and had trouble sleeping the entire night, continuously tossing and turning while worrying of every worst scenario possible

making a great first impression was very important to you, embarrassing yourself was your worst fear and the last thing you wanted to happen

the day you were going to meet them was nerve-wracking. hanbin noticed how you were fidgeting with your hands the whole drive there

when a red light halted his driving, he gently held your hand, he could tell from the look on your face that you were worried

"babe, don't be scared. my parents will love you." he reassured, caressing your hair

you sighed, "i'm not sure bin, i'm just so nervous because i want to make a good impression for them."

"and that's okay! you remember how i was acting when i had to meet yours? but it went fine. i've told my parents about you and they're so thrilled to finally see you. in fact, whenever i call them the first thing they ask me about is you!"

"seriously?" you asked, he nodded, "yes trust me baby, everything will be fine."

you took a deep breath in, "your right."

just then the lights turned green and before you knew it, you reached his parent's house

you had your bag in hand, it was full of gifts for his parents and sister as well as some food you had made for them

"ready?" you nodded and headed to the front doorstep, hanbin then rang the doorbell with you feeling less worried than before

seok matthew

you weren't sure how long you had been at your desk, continuously checking if you knew each definition and fact for your upcoming exam

this exam was huge and played a massive part in your final grade, the last you wanted to do was fail

you had your laptop open, notebook open, and pens scattered all over your desk

matthew sighed as he was sat on your bed, he wasn't expecting you to study for this long and was growing concerned over your health

he had also been there for hours and was excited to just spend time with you only for you to begin studying after informing him about your exam

he couldn't take seeing you like this and got up, the first thing he did was take the pen out of your hands and shut your laptop

"hey!" you said, when you made eye contact, he noticed that you eyes were bloodshot red

"you need to take a break." was all he said before picking you up bridal style and putting you down on the bed. he cuddled up right next to you and covered you two with the blanket

"matthew, i need to study."

"you can rest for today and study tomorrow, i just can't stand you pushing yourself this much and not prioritizing your health."

you noticed how matthew's expression darkened, you could tell that he was very worried

"i know..i think i've been so distressed about this exam that i haven't been thinking about myself."

matthew caressed your hair lightly and pressed his lips against your forehead, "don't think about it right now, forget about it."

you nodded, "thank you matt, i love you."

"i love you too."

kim taerae

"babe!" you heard taerae call out, you looked up from your book at saw your boyfriend at the front door

you haven't heard him call you babe in person for the last three days and it was a huge refresher hearing it again

your face immediately softened as you put your book down

taerae quickly pulled you into his arms, his grip being tight and not wanting to let go of you

for context it had been a few days since you'd seen taerae, he was busy filming a new show that required multiple days of shooting since it was outside of seoul

but taerae had been texting you everyday, sending you an update for everything the group did, as well as some handsome selfies you got to keep to yourself

"how was it in paju?" you asked, he giggled, "so fun! we went to the countryside and did some missions for money and just got to relax." seeing him talk about it this excited made you smile, but seeing taerae always made you smile

he noticed you were still reading the book you picked up the exact day he had to leave with his members

"oh how far are you in the book?" you showed him and he noticed that the bookmark you previously had was gone

"i finished it!" his eyes lit up

"that's great! i love seeing you do the things you love such as reading." he said then patting your head

your face was stuffed into his chest as you wrapped your arms around him, "and i love seeing you spending time with the other members. i'm so happy you got to debut..."

"me too."

shen ricky

"ready to go to bed love?" ricky asked, you were writing in your notebook and ricky was ready to fall asleep after your busy day together

you had a habit of writing inside your notebook. it became a regular thing after you randomly decided to one day and you didn't stop after that, the writing usually consisted of what you did during the day

ricky had always wanted to take you to his hometown of shanghai and when your schedule was empty, he thought it was a great idea

you were in the house that he grew up in and you two had just travelled around the beautiful city today

it's safe to say that you now have enough souvenirs to cover your entire room in, and of course the young and rich man offered to pay for everything despite you telling him that he didn't have to

just then you finished writing and closed the book, putting it on the side table, "yup."

ricky smiled, finally able to shut the lights off and cuddle up next to you in the comfy blanket

the room fell silent for a while until you spoke up again, "you know ricky, i just wanted to say thank you for showing me shanghai, i know how much you've been wanting to go."

he caressed your hair lightly, "of course! it's so nice to be back and i knew i had to bring you as well."

"you're amazing shen quanrui." he giggled after hearing you say his real name.

"so are you (name)." you looked at the cat man full of love then kissed his cheek softly

"so what's tomorrow going to be like?"

"hmm not sure, let's see wherever our minds take us."

kim gyuvin

"(name)! come here!" gyuvin shouted, you excused yourself from the conversation you were having with gunwook to see what your boyfriend was calling you for

"what is it?" you said, sitting next to him on the dorm floor, he began caressing your hair lightly and held your hand

"oh nothing i just wanted you to come near me." you rolled your eyes playfully

"y'know i was talking to gunwook about something really interesting." he side eyed you

"more than any conversation you've had with me?"

the little puppy pouted causing you laugh, "of course not."

yujin then joined you guys on the floor, he was observing gyuvin for a while in the kitchen and wanted to expose his hyung

"hey (name), you know that gyuvin hyung was staring at you for the last ten minutes every since you began talking with gunwook hyung?" gyuvin eyes immediately widen and denied this claim

"WHAT? no i wasn't!" you raised your brow

"really gyu?" he shrugged, "okay fine, yeah i'll admit i was staring for a bit."

"more like a lot" yujin rebutted.

gyuvin then nudged yujin playfully, "YOU STAY QUIET!"

yujin began chuckling and left the scene to go back into his room, you then turned to face your boyfriend

"it's cute seeing you jealous." you said, he nuzzled his face into your neck, "oh stop it.."

park gunwook

(sorry everything i do for the maknae line is school related, i don't really know what else to do for them 😭)

you and gunwook were sitting in the field together eating your homemade lunch, you weren't actually planning on even coming to school that day because you were sick

but nonetheless you still decided to because you had an exam today and couldn't miss it

gunwook was clearly worried as you kept coughing and sneezing, he even offered some medicine to you but you kindly refused since you had already taken some

"i think you should just go home now, (name)." he said, eyes filled with concerned

you shook your head, "no, no, i'm fine."

"no you're not. the whole exam period you were trying to hold in your coughs!"

"well yeah because i didn't want our classmates to be grossed out by me."

"don't worry, i can provide you notes for the other classes." for a minute you forgot that gunwook was the class president of your homeroom and realized that he was right

"you're right. i'll take the bus home." he patted your head gently, "make sure to have lots of fluids and medicine okay?"

"i will, don't worry. thank you for being there for me babe."

"i'm always here if you need me."

gunwook decided to walk to the nearby bus stop with you and he even held your hand the whole time while you were waiting for the bus to arrive

when it did arrive, you hugged him goodbye and headed home, ready to get a good rest

han yujin

you were coming home from the after school academy and didn't realize how dark it got outside

like it was pitch black outside and you could barely see anything ahead, it didn't help that you had a fear of darkness

so you turned your phone's flashlight on and began heading home

but after a few minutes you felt as if someone was walking behind you and began thinking of the worst

"who the fuck is that?" you whispered, stopping in your tracks

you somehow got yourself to point the light behind you to reveal... yujin?

yujin didn't go to the same academy as you so you were surprised to see your boyfriend there, he had a black hoodie on with some jeans

"what are you doing?" he chuckled

"oh i thought someone was following me, turns out it's just you."

"uh it's not just me, i'm your boyfriend."

"yeah yeah boyfriend." but you couldn't hide the fact that you were terrified to walk home

yujin sensed this and caressed your hair, "want me to walk home with you?"

you were so grateful that your boyfriend happened to be strolling around the area your academy was in

"yes, please, i'm so scared." you admitted. he held your hand and you two began walking together

"it's really not that dark, but i can understand why you might be scared." his voice didn't have a hint of fear in it, making you feel more safe around him

"thank you yujin." you hugged him

"let's head home hmm?"

#zb1 #zerobase1 #zerobaseone #zb1 fluff #zb1 scenarios #zb1 drabbles #zb1 reactions #kim jiwoong #zhang hao #sung hanbin #seok matthew #kim taerae #ricky shen #kim gyuvin #park gunwook #han yujin

[venus-haze]

Dating Starlight Headcanons (F!Reader)

Note: Female reader, but no descriptors are used. This is based on an anonymous request. I’m so glad I got to write for Starlight again! Do not interact if you're under 18 or post thinspo/ED content.

Warnings: Mentions of sexually explicit content. Do not interact if you're under 18.

• Asking you out was one of the most nerve-wracking things Annie ever did, considering how she was raised and her position as part of The Seven, but that didn’t compare to how great she felt when you said yes

• Annie’s so supportive of you, and she especially appreciates if you’re supportive of her, no strings attached. She’s spent most of her life doing things that other people wanted her to do, so knowing you’re in her corner no matter what means a lot to her

• If you want to go public with your relationship, she’s initially hesitant, not because she’s ashamed, but because of the danger it’d put you in and how awful Vought can be. She’s willing to fight for you, though, and especially push back on any bullshit that the marketing team may try to push

• Y’all will end up having to stand on Vought’s float at New York Pride, it’s a little cringy but kinda sweet too

• Also you’re Annie’s date to any Vought event! Investor gala, fundraising dinner, movie premiere, you’re there. She feels a lot more comfortable when she knows you’re around, plus it’s an excuse to see you in gorgeous dresses. She’s definitely gotten distracted by you in the middle of a conversation before

• You and Annie do pretty much everything together, road trips and concerts and movie nights! She especially loves road trips because y’all get to spend so much time together and just talk and eat junk food and stop to see weird attractions on the way to your destination

• Y’all constantly make each other playlists and send all kinds of posts and videos throughout the day that made you think of each other

• She’s also big on video calling you when she knows it’s going to be a long day and she won’t get to see you for a while

• You know how tough Annie’s job can be, and sometimes she comes over to your place frustrated and exhausted, and being the incredible girlfriend you are, you make sure she’s comfortable on your bed and go down on her, teasing a bit just to bring that pent up frustration to the surface before making her fall apart on your tongue

• She made the power in your building go out when she came once. You haven’t let her live it down

• Annie definitely returns the favor, and she’s willing to top if you’re not comfortable with topping or in the mood to do it. She’d never admit it, but she likes the control it gives her when she feels like she’s constantly being undermined by both Vought and The Boys (and also using a Starlight-themed strap-on that’s definitely not Vought-approved gives her a bit of an ego boost)

• Loves giving and receiving praise! She loves you so much and never wants you to feel anything but absolutely safe with her. After everything she’s been through, hearing you praise her definitely makes her feel safe with and appreciated by you too

• Sometimes it can be tough going on dates in public because every now and then people recognize her, even if she’s not in her Starlight costume. She tries to balance being gracious to fans while also being respectful of your time and privacy but like, you get it, she’s part of the most visible superhero team in the world

• You inevitably get wrapped up in The Boys’ various plans despite Annie trying to keep you separate because of how dangerous it is. You’re cool with everyone and help how you can, but whenever Butcher’s mean to Annie you tell him off and she gets kinda flustered at you standing up for her. It’s really cute🤭

#starlight x reader #annie january x reader #the boys x reader #the boys headcanons #the boys #the boys amazon #the boys tv #starlight #annie january

[msmargaretmurry]

any advice on how to not get overwhelmed at the prospect of writing a longer fic? 😭😭 i freak myself out with “ohhh what if i get too far in and then it turns out it sucks” and “i’ll have to do so much research for certain canon compliant things” etc etc

hi anon! i would be happy to share some of the things that work for me! we all know i love to talk incessantly about writing. thank you for giving me an excuse to. ❤

standard writing advice disclaimer that this is indeed all just stuff that works for me personally. it might not work for you, or you might have to tweak it to work for you, because different things work for different people! like all writing advice, it is best approached as suggestions and not as rules, so while i think this is all stuff worth trying, i also think that if you find it doesn't work with how your writing brain works, you should absolutely chuck it out the window.

firstly: get comfortable with the idea that the story is going to evolve as you write it. when you're writing something long, you ARE going to get far into it and realize you fucked something up at the begininning, or realize you left something out, or realize you need to change or cut something from earlier for the story to work. this does NOT mean that you're writing badly! recognizing those things is actually super smart of you! you are not beholden to what you wrote a week ago or a month ago or six months ago in your WIP. you can simply change it to better suit this story that you now know more about. no one will even know that you originally wrote it differently except maybe your alpha reader or pal you've been bouncing ideas off of, and they're legally required* to take that information to their grave. i will touch a little more on editing long fic in a minute, but i really do think this is maybe the most important piece of advice: accept that your story will change as you write, and think of it as a good thing.

(*i am not a lawyer)

writing your long fic is going to take a long time. that's a huge part of what makes it such a nerve-wracking undertaking! writing long fic is dedicating a huge amount of time and energy to a creative project that you have a lot of feelings about, and it can be really hard! but it can also be so rewarding and so worth it to see all that work turn into the story that you really wanted to tell. just the sense of accomplishment of FINISHING a long-term project like that is really cool and gratifying. it's so easy to fall into the trap of thinking "what if i put in all this work and then it sucks" but i think it's helpful to try to reframe that thought as something like "i'm going to put all this work in and learn so much about this story, and figure out how to make it the best that i can make it at this stage in my writing journey."

also, again: your first draft is not going to be perfect. it might be deeply, deeply flawed. you ARE going to have to edit. that doesn't mean you were writing badly. that is a normal and even essential part of writing. your story doesn't suck if the first draft is kinda fucked up. your story is NORMAL if the first draft is kinda fucked up. especially with long fic, getting the story out and then editing holistically to make it all work is really where the magic happens.

(i know there are people who post chapter by chapter while they write instead of writing the whole thing and editing it altogether; i cannot speak to their processes because i cannot write like that 😂)

if you are lucky enough to have a trusted friend or two willing to read as you write, cheerlead, and help you pick through tough spots in the story, i do recommend you take them up on it! because it can take so long to write a long fic, having people who are excited about your story and to provide that gratification can be really helpful. two things to keep in mind here are to make sure your alpha-readers are people you can trust not to flake on you and who will be reliably able to give pretty quick feedback, and to try to resist the urge to call on them to read every single time you write more. i usually go to mine in 5–10k chunks of long fic draft. obviously this isn't a hard and fast rule at all, but i think it a) gives them meatier chunks of story to give me feedback on and b) helps me get and stay comfortable with writing for longer periods without feedback, so i can concentrate more on the story and be less distracted thinking about how other people will react to it.

on the research front: research can be really daunting!! unfortunately i am a nerd who loves research so i usually see it as a fun challenge. but i think there are a couple of things that might help. when you're getting ready to dive into your long fic, make a list of things you're going to need to research, then divide them into things that you NEED to know to write the story (e.g. dates of important games, for pacing reasons) and things that can wait until after you get the first draft down and are editing. like, if you're writing something set in a city you're not familiar with and want to include local details, you don't need to do that research up front. use placeholder tags to fill in during editing — [RESTAURANT] or [STREET NAME] or [DESCRIPTION TO COME AFTER I LOOK AT GOOGLE STREET VIEW] — or just leave yourself a note to come back and add descriptive details later.

also, remember that fic readers are often super willing to let some inaccuracies slide for the sake of a good story, so it's okay if not everything is perfect! you are also allowed to elect to ignore canon when it does not serve you. like, in HAW, i simply said hello we are pretending that matthew re-signed in calgary, that there were no notable roster changes from the previous season, and, on a smaller potatoes level, that brady is still living with timmy and josh. because that's what i wanted for my story (and also because the matthew trade to florida happened when i was already about 70k into the draft and i was like, fuck it, we're doing it anyway 😂). which is all to say that it's okay and even good to find a balance between doing research/committing to accuracy and saying fuck it for the sake of your story.

on the editing front: try to limit the amount of editing you do while you're writing. you can get so caught up in forever tweaking what you've already written that your forward progress completely stagnates. leave most of your line-editing for after you have a draft. if you notice something that you want to change, leave yourself a note and do the actual changing after you have a draft. if you notice thousands of words in that you totally forgot that one character has a dog, leave yourself a note to go add the dog in later, and continue writing as if the dog has been there the whole time. no one will know that the dog in the first half was added in later.

the amount of STUFF that goes into a long fic can feel pretty overwhelming, so i am big on leaving myself notes and making lists when writing long fic. i know i am not going to remember every thought i have, but i know i will TRY TO remember them and will get totally bogged down. leaving a note or making a list de-bogs me so i can come back to that detail when it's time to deal with it. two essenital lists that i keep in my notes app while i'm working on a writing project are:

a list of ongoing subplots, themes, motifs, and/or mini-arcs that i want to make sure i thread evenly throughout the fic. i do not trust myself to remember these without writing them down. this is super helpful especially if i get stuck, because i can go to the list and ask, okay, what is one of these that i haven't revisited in a while, because that should probably happen next. a HAW example of this is quinn as a side character — at least once i looked at my list and was like, oh, quinn hasn't shown up in a while! i should figure out how to do a scene with him next!

a list of things i will want to review and edit for after i finish the draft. if i stop and edit in the moment i lose momentum; if i don't write the thing down, i might forget about it. so i'll just quickly add it to the list and be able to go back to it when it's editing time! a HAW example of this is me writing on this list "make it more clear that matthew is kind of a mama's boy" and eons later paying close attention to that thread in editing and adding a little more of their relationship to the story.

again this is not a hard and fast rule! sometimes i'll run into an issue with my fic and be like, oh no if i don't go back and fix this then i won't be able to figure out how the story needs to go from here. so obviously in those instances i immediately go and edit that thing! i think it takes practice to be able to tell the difference between "edit now" issues and "edit later" issues but i also think that like 90% of the time it's an edit later issue.

also, always keep a dump doc. (instead of deleting stuff from your draft, cut and paste it into a separate document for safekeeping. this makes it easier to kill your darlings since you are not actually killing them but re-homing them, and can come in handy later.)

one last thing i want to touch on is writer's block or getting stuck in the middle of a draft. with shorter stories, you can sometimes get them out in one or two creative bursts and this can be less of an issue (although obviously not NOT an issue. i am not trying to suggest that people writing shorter fic don't deal with this, lmao. the scale is just different.) writing something long is more about sustained creativity over a long stretch of time, and you are going to have highly productive periods and less productive periods because you're a human being who needs to refill their creative well sometimes. when this happens, try not to panic or despair. sometimes you run into a snarl in your story and you really just need to take a few days to ponder and let the solution come to you. however, if you get stuck and you are getting frustrated trying to figure out what comes next, here are a few things that i find helpful:

get outside and go for a walk or a run. listen to music or a podcast or audiobook. let your brain relax.

talk to a (fannish) friend over the phone/videochat or in person about it, over coffee or dinner or something. sometimes talking about it out loud helps process things in a different way than typing.

figure out what the next big plot point you want to get to is, and then look at where your story is now, and think about what needs to happen to get them to that point. does character A need to trust character B more? devise a trust-building scene. does character A need more self-confidence? think about what kind of scene would help them build confidence.

(this might also involve looking at what you've written already and going, oh, i could build that character beat into that scene from last week! and suddenly everything works better.)

go to your dump doc — is there an abandoned snippet or idea in there that's of more use to you now?

look at your list of ongoing themes and subplots! if there's one you haven't touched in the draft for a while, figure out what's going on there!

you might not get it right on the first try and that's fine. there are scenes that i've completely re-written 4–5 times before they felt right enough for me to move forward. that can be frustrating, obviously, but it doesn't mean you're a bad writer! it takes skill to recognize when a scene isn't working!

okay, i think that's all i've got for now. i really do think that the most important thing with writing long fic is to embrace that it's going to be a long-term project, with ups and downs, productive periods and recharging periods. let the story grow and evolve as you write it. you're not going to get everything right on the first try and that's normal. it is actually so fun to be writing a scene in the back half of your story and suddenly realize you can pull the whole plot together way better by adding two sentences into a scene you wrote three months ago. writing a long fic is not like digging a tunnel, all forward progress to get to the light. it's like building a house and then rearranging the furniture and decor inside until it looks and feels the way you want it to.

i hope that some of this was helpful! good luck with your writing!! 💕

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Woman in Red Ch. 6/?

Chapter 6: Not Yet Daylight

Series Summary: She's a very successful woman who can't seem to find a partner that can keep up with her. He is just wanting to find someone who likes him for HIM, not his fame. Neither of them are prepared for what hits them when she walks into that coffee shop.

Chapter Warnings: Explicitly mature content, 18+ only, Sex toys, sex furniture, Unprotected PiV (play safe ya'll!) squirting, overstimulation, Creampie

A/N: In this story, I make no mention of birth control or condoms or STI's. Please, darlings, please love yourself enough to protect yourself appropriately when you have sex. <3

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Chapter 6: Not Yet Daylight

A huge canopy bed of black coated steel dominates the room.  It looks custom made for the space and like it could hold at least 4 people comfortably. The wall behind is painted black with a mural of the cosmos that oozes out onto the ceiling. There are tiny reflectors embedded into the painting, giving it an otherworldly feel. There are two doors opposite the wall of floor to ceiling windows. There is another fluffy rug on the floor and something strappy hanging in the corner from the ceiling. There is a black leather piece at the end of the bed. Is it furniture? Art? It is reminiscent of a fainting couch, only it’s not flat anywhere. It’s contoured high on one end and lower on the other, with a dip in the middle. 

“Sit,” she points to the oddly shaped item. 

Austin looks at it, trying to decide where to sit, before tentatively perching on the curve of the low end. Guess it’s furniture then. He watches in silence as she wanders to her bedside table, opening the drawer and pulling out a black rolled up bundle. She unrolls it on the end of the bed, revealing a modest collection of toys in a microfiber towel. There are a couple dildos, a vibrator or two, a bottle of lube and a small vibrator type thing that looks like it’d fit in the palm of her hand. 

Aya watches his face as he takes in her bedroom. He sees, but doesn’t seem to recognize the sex swing in the corner. She watches him sit on the edge of her Tantra Chair, not really sure what he was sitting on. His eyebrow lifts as she unveils some of her toys. She had no worries about his prowess, he’d already shown he had skill and if the current state of his cock was anything to judge from, he was well on his way to proving his stamina. Really, she just liked having her favorites at hand. 

“Aya, won’t need-”, her finger on his lips interrupts his train of thought.  

“I like options, that’s all,” she says, “and maybe they’re not all for me.” she winks. “I DO have a strap on, if you are interested.” She turns to go back to the drawer. 

Austin grabs her wrist quickly, stopping her. 

“Uh, n-, no thank you, not now,” he bites his lip, unsure of how to respond. Fuck, he’d not been ready to think about that. The idea of her playing at all with his ass was hot and nerve wracking all at once. How is it that she throws these curve balls at him while also being irresistibly sexy?

Aya just had to poke fun with a little pegging tease when she saw his shy self popping up.  “Ok, we’ll put a pin in that,” she makes a poking gesture with her thumb and forefinger. 

“Not tonight we won’t,” he says smiling, his abs contracting for a laugh. 

She giggles when she realizes her unintended innuendo.

How is it that he can be so masterfully sexy and powerful, yet so boyish and absolutely adorable?

Smiling, her manicured hand gently presses into his chest and he scoots back into the dip of the chair. His legs fall to either side of the chaise. His legs are low to the floor and the tall part of the chaise cradles his back. Flowing like a cat, she positions herself in his lap, straddling him like a fucking motorcycle. He suddenly sees the possibilities inherent in this piece. It's like it was made for sex. Of course it was made for sex, he corrects himself. It’s in Aya’s bedroom, everything about her was made for sex. 

Aya watches his eyes dart around the chaise as he realizes what he’s sitting on. His eyes fall back to hers and she smiles knowingly. This was her favorite purchase for her bedroom.  It’s been a long time since she brought anyone to this bedroom. She had almost forgotten how much she  loves this thing. She slides herself into position and his dick is thick against his stomach, twitching and ready. She grinds her wet pussy against his lower shaft, hands behind her on the lower curve for support and leverage

Austin’s view between their legs is gratuitous, her labia seemingly grasping at his shaft as she moves in circles.  The curves of the chair make the angle of their hips perfect.  He presses his hips up to her, pumping against her, coating himself in her slick. She is soaked and he can smell it. It’s maddening. God he wants to feel her hot and tight around him. Strike that, he needs to feel it. Nevermind that he had just had her an hour and a half ago, nevermind too, the amazing way she sucked his cock not 30 minutes ago. ‘Here and now’, his desire states and his cock greedily agrees. His arms wrap around her back, pulling her body to his.

“Come here, let me fuck that beautiful pussy.” He murmurs, lips against her neck. He nips at her skin, sucks, nips again. 

It’s like magic, this room, the Tantra chair, the music,the lighting, Austin; sexy, horny magic. Aya’s hips are doing a spell of their own. They are teasing the fuck out of him by rolling around his swollen tip with her engorged clit. She wonders how long she can tease him until he just can’t stand it anymore. Leaning forward, she holds his face, palms on his jaw and tilts his gorgeous face up. Bent over him, she captures his mouth. Her tongue is demanding, dipping into his mouth, sucking his full lip. Fuck he is so hot.

“I like that dirty mouth of yours. Tell me filthy things Austin,” she stares into his blown pupils rimmed with blue. “Tell me what you want to do to this beautiful pussy.”

The friction is intoxicating; the friction of her tongue on his lip and of her pussy against his cock. Austin swallows thickly when he hears her words. For a moment he’s reluctant to speak. As he looks at her dark eyes, her lips wet with their mingled saliva, his hesitation falls away. Words come to his lips unbidden, unfiltered, uncontrolled.

“I want to watch my cockhead stretch those plump lips,” his fingertips trace long lines down each side of her pussy, “to watch these soft, pink lips swallow me, centimeter by hot fucking centimeter. I want to feel every inch of your skin react as I go deep,” two fingers slip into her. His eyes drift up her body to bore into her own.

“I want to feel you clench around me over and over as a litany of obscene sounds pour from you,” he curls his fingers to brush on the spongy tissue just behind her pubic bone. A shaky little moan puffs from her mouth, parting her lips.

“I want your every cell to be drunk on me as I pound into your hot cunt,” each /t/ deliberate and percussive on his tongue. His fingers slide in and out. Austin leans forward, his plush lips centimeters from her own. 

“I want you filled to the brim with my cum. So much so that when I pull away from your blissed-out, quivering sex, I can watch my cum dribbling out,” he slowly withdraws his fingers, wet with her desire. A breathy peep escapes her lips. 

As she listens to his baritone voice rumble out his descriptive narrative, Aya’s breath comes shorter accompanied by little sounds. His dirty mouth coupled with his sure fingers quickly send all thoughts of teasing him to fall by the wayside. She fucking wants him, wants everything he just described and she wants it right now. 

He is leaning closer, his lips about to brush her own. Then his fingers are between them and pushing into her mouth. Her tongue licks eagerly up between his fingers, pushing them apart, sucking her juices from them.  She holds his hand in both of hers,  automatically moving her head back and forth. Eyes closed, she luxuriates in the texture of his fingerprints gliding over her tongue. 

Austin’s mouth falls open in a little ‘o’ and his forehead crinkles as he watches. Her tongue wrangles his fingers, engrossing them with its soft velvet feel.  God she is good with her  mouth. 

“Oh yeah,” he breathes out, barely audible, “fuckin’ like that.” He’d not expected having his fingers sucked could be so erotic. 

He removes his fingers with a little pop from her mouth, leans back and pulls her pussy lips apart, guiding his cock to her opening.

He has the perfect vantage point to see how much he is stretching those inner lips. He watches the strain on her clit from his pushing cock and from his pulling fingers. 

Aya leans back on her hands against the small curve, her eyes roll back in her head.Glottal ughs and ohs stream from her, obscene sounds indeed. Pushing with her legs, she rises and falls on him slowly, savoring every inch of him.    

“I’zat what chu needed, darlin’?” his voice dangerously melty and accented as he watches the sumptuous view of his cock appearing and disappearing, in and out, in and out.

“Uh huh” she whines, not even registering the pet name. The slowness, the sensations around her clit make her slowly climb towards climax.

Somewhere in the back of her mind, she recognizes that this sex they are having is definitely not first date sex. This is the kind of sex that you have when you’ve already  started to know someone and thus far nothing has started driving you crazy.  The kind of sex where you know your bodies and minds work well together, where you’ve not yet explored everything and you are excited to see what might happen this time.  It’s been a long, long time since she had this kind of sex. Every red flag should be going off in her brain, every alarm buzzing. It should be nerve wracking to her, but she can't bring herself to give it creedance. It’s just so good.

“Oh that’s fucking gorgeous,” he says, mostly to himself. He wants to see her lose it, to watch her pussy as she creams all over this thick dick. He reaches out his hand, pushing his thumb into her mouth. She moans and sucks it, loving having anything in her mouth.  He withdraws it wet and slides it onto her clit. He is still holding her lips apart, as he lightly grazes her nub.

Aya’s legs nearly come out from under her at his soft touch. Zings fire over and over again from his oscillating thumb straight to her core. His thumb pushes harder and he lets go of her labia. His hand palms her breast, then pulls and rolls her nipple between his fingers. 

“I want to watch this pussy cum all around my cock’,” his voice is low and soft, “will you do that for me?” The hint at possession in his voice should have pinged her anxiety. 

“Just keep fucking me Austin,” she moans. 

“Yes Ma’am,” the look in his eye speaks volumes. He takes over with slow thrusts. His every move is measured and sensuous. It’s torturous and beautiful.

He can feel her pussy tighter and tighter each time she grips his cock.  Her breath betrays the immediacy of her orgasm. Most would be tempted to speed up, but he thumbs her clit steadily, fucks her cunt invariably, pulls her nipple persistently. 

Her head falls back and her mouth falls open in a groan. Her back contracts into an arch.

He watches as his cock and balls are bathed in her cum, juices running in little rivulets down his shaft and into the patch of his pubic hair. 

“Yeah, that’s it, fuck yeah,” his voice is sonorous and sexy. “Give it all to me.” 

She shakes and shivers, her orgasm coursing through her like a slow waterfall. 

He stops his stimulation of her, taking in her gorgeous form. She looks fucking delectable under him. As she begins to regain her breath. 

“That was delicious Austin,” she says in a tone gratitude. She begins to sit up and scoot away from him. 

 “Oh I am not done with you,” he intones. His hands dive under her ass and pull. “You told me to keep fucking you, that you would wear me out,” he growls in her ear, “ and as I recall I said I would take you over and over all night long.” He nods to the  windows, “I don’t see the sun and I’m nowhere near tired yet.  If there is one thing you need to know about me, Aya, it’s that I’m a man of my word.”  The look in his eye is positively devilish as he pins her shoulders against the leather and drives back into her. 

Typically, ss he is ever the gentleman,  he’d have to hold himself up during sex like this. Sometimes in a plank, sometimes sort of an all-fours deal to get that good angle. He never had a problem with it, even when pounding into them. His exercise habits have extra perks, not just keeping him camera ready.  Holding that position for long times does fatigue him faster though. It dawns on him that with the curve he is sitting on, he can easily push his cock into her using his legs as well as his glutes and holding himself up is a nonissue at this angle. He really could do this all night. 

A feral smile crosses his face. He reaches over and grabs the little palm toy and presses it  into her hand. “Show me,” he growls. 

His voice is deep, imposing and so salacious as it pours over her ears, reminding her of their promises; such mind fuckery. When he holds her down and thrusts into her, her eyes  go big then her face contorts in pleasure as he moves in and out of her. When he presses her clit sucker into her hand she knows that all the pussy eating, cock sucking and fucking of the past few hours were all just warm ups, appetisers. They have arrived now at the main course, and she is here for it. 

Her lip curls deviously and she licks her lips as she turns on the toy and presses it between them. The toy on her clit hums, sucking and releasing. Her feet move onto the high curve on either side of his trim waist giving her leverage. God he feels so amazing inside her. When he starts pumping in and out of her in earnest, her pussy starts going wild. Her mind wants to narrate, wants to tell him how god damned good it feels. But the pathway to her mouth is short circuited by the buzz and suck on her clit and push and pull of his dick.  She begins several words but completes none of them, “fu- O gaw- ye-  shi- goo.” Luckily, she registers none of it as her whole body is coiling more and more tense, blood pumping so hard she can feel it in her ears. Then it hits her like lightning.  Her orgasm slams into her, intense and deep. 

He wraps his hands on her hips, gripping tight as leans forward a little so he can plunge into her harder.  Her head falls back as she lays back her tits bouncing in opposing circles with his thrusts.The partial words and screaming moans only serve to make her sound deliciously demented. Her pussy is fluttering around his cock. The muscles in her neck strain and cord. Red engulfs her face and she is screaming. At first it’s a high pitched ‘ya ya ya’ then it descends into a throaty bellow. She heaves in a breath, the nonwords flow out of her as her eyelids tremble in pleasure. At her utter climax, her legs shoot straight, shoving herself nearly off and onto the floor.   It’s all he can do to keep her from braining herself, much less to keep himself inside her.  Not one to surrender, he pushes two fingers inside her, finger fucking her ferociously. He’s never seen a woman go this hard on an orgasm, but he’ll be damned to just sit by and watch. She is writhing, twisting, curling, aching all the while holding the little toy  and his fingers hostage between her legs. 

She is fucking gone, has abandoned her psyche to the raging. Cumming, orgasm, climax… none are strong enough for the hurricane of sensations coursing through her nervous system right now. Her back stiffens and the flood gates open. Sweet sticky fluid gushes from her pussy and all over his hand, waterfalling over the leather and dripping onto the floor. Her screaming borders full on wailing. Thank the gods there are literally no neighbors. 

He takes the toy from her hand, panting at his own effort and turns it off. Her face is blissed out, rolling shakes undulate her spine in aftershocks. He leans back, pulling her rag-doll form into his chest. 

“Shhhhh,” he holds her, petting her head. He is a little worried that she may have had some kind of epileptic episode. 

She seems to hover above herself  for a few minutes until her breathing begins to bring her back into her body. She starts to feel the sensations of the floor beneath her feet, the sodden buzzing of her pussy, the warmth of his body next to hers, the gentle stroke of his hand on her hair.

Wait, is he cuddling her?

“Whoa,” is all she can manage to get out. It’s a response to both her orgasmic experience and his aftercare. 

“Hey, you ok? Back with me now?”  he says softly. 

She nods slowly, lifting her head to look into his eyes. Blue pools that crinkle at the corners when she smiles up at him. 

“Aya, that was… damn I don’t think I have the words.” Austin  shakes his head. 

“It’s been a long time since that happened,” she has a half smile on her face. She blows out a big breath, “Thank you Austin.” She sits up with an audible humming sigh. It’s now that she notices his cock is still rock fucking hard. Her head tilts to the side. she had assumed he’d climaxed too.  

“Did, uh, did you take a viagra or something?” She looks at him with questioning eyes. “Not that I’m judging or anything, I just figured that’d be uh…gone after that session.”

He looks down shyly, shaking his head. 

“No, I just uh… didn’t… cum, that’s all.” He is so fucking cute as shy boy.

“Oh, so this is all you,” her fingertips lightly make their way up his shaft, “still being turned on.” 

“Well,” he sucks in his breath, “watching you cum like that was fucking hot.” 

“I do so hate to leave a man in such a state,” she pets his cock up and down.

“Aya, it’s ok, I know my body and a third time in a night can um.. take me a lot to get there.” he explains. 

“Oh, that sounds like a potentially rewarding undertaking.” Her thumb rubs tiny circles in the precum welling from his tip. 

His brows furrow slightly, his body and mind in contention. “I..,I”.  His hips betray him, pressing forward, “I don’t want you to feel used or anything after you just…  I can uh, take care of it myself. You don’t… have… to…” the sentence falling off as she brings her thumb to her mouth, coated in his pre-cum. 

“Mmmmm,” she sucks the viscous gel off her thumb, not taking her eyes off his. After the out of body orgasm she just had, she didn’t think she’d be so turned on so quickly. But there is just something magnetic about Austin sitting there with a hard dick, being all thoughtful and gentlemanly.  

“Answer me honestly,” she says low, with a gleam in her eye, “are you worn out?” 

He shakes his head, licking his lower lip.

Aya glances over her shoulder at the large windows. 

“Do you see daylight?” she asks. 

Again he shakes his head, his eyes never leaving hers.

“Do you still want to see your cum dripping from me?” she says the word ‘dripping’ as though it were a groan in and of itself. 

He takes in a shaky breath and nods his head, brows furrowed. 

“Austin,” she says quietly, cocking an eyebrow, “then stop being sweet and fuck me, believe me, I can take it.”

Holy crap, is she part succubus or just insatiable? His cock seems to get impossibly harder and something in him shifts at her words. With an inhale his mouth is on hers, fierce and demanding. Without thinking about what he is doing, he stands up with her in his arms. Her legs  tighten around his waist. Their mouths are still locked together. He shuffles the few steps to the back of the chair and puts her down on the high curve. He threads his hand into her hair at the nape of her neck. He didn't think his desire for her could increase, especially after all the other sex they’d had tonight,  but it wells up in him intensely. 

 “Aya,” his deep voice comes out shaky, “remind me of your safeword again?” 

“Why, Austin,” the corners of her mouth curl slightly. 

“Because I am going to fuck you so hard and so long and in case you need to me to stop…” He is trying so hard to be good. His leg is shaking with the effort of not ravaging her.  

He watches through hooded eyes as she calmly reaches over to the bed and grabs the lube from the black towel. Better to get a little insurance now then be sore later.  She gets a palmful and turns back to him. 

“It’s Newfoundland,” she slides her hand between her legs, coating her opening. He breathes out a lust-filled ‘oh’. She then wraps her lubed hand around his hard cock, “and I won’t need it,” she strokes down.

Austin’s breath catches in a groan from the back of his throat as she coats him. 

“Oh hoh hoh,” he half grunts out. He is just reacting now, no planning, no thought, just acquiescence to his deepest urges. He reaches across her chest to her opposite shoulder and pulls. She twists in place and his hand is on her back, bending her over the tall side of the Tantra Chair. His cock needs no help and slams home into her. Her back arches and her head is thrown back.  He doesn't even register her squeal. He catches her shoulder in his big hand, holding her in that position. Over and over he pounds into her, one hand pressing on her sacrum, holding her down, the other as an anchor point to his thrusts.

Aya’s grin is deviant as he flips her around. When he slams deep into her, it hits her cervix and makes her jerk back, squealing. Then his hands are locked onto her and he drives into her. She knew when she saw the look in his eye that she was in for it. It’s nearly perfect. 

She wants just that little bit more restraint, little less control. She reaches back, offering him her arms. Taking the hint, he grabs her wrists  and binds them together on her low back with his long fingered hands. Her lubed hand smears on her crack. He uses his grip as leverage to fuck her harder still. The stability of the chair gives him leave to practically lift her from it with each stroke. 

“Like that? Is that what you want?” his voice hisses behind her ear. She whines and nods.  She nearly expected him to spit out something like ‘deviant little slut’ or ‘voracious cockwhore’. The fact that she was proudly both a deviant slut and a voracious cockwhore wouldn’t make him call her out on it though.  He was too much of a good guy, she was surprised that she got him to this point, honestly. She was learning just how intense Austin could be. 

“Fu-uck yeah, s-so good,” her voice staccato with his thrusts urges him on. He’s never let THIS loose with a woman. Had he been in his usual mind, he would be asking what the hell he was doing. But his mind was on fire with passion, with the need to simply take her. He pummels her pussy. The slap of skin and the squelch of the lube and her juices around his cock are the only sounds for a few minutes. His breath begins to bear traces of becoming ragged. Little drops of perspiration fall from his forehead gleaming like diamonds on her ass.   

She can feel all of her nerve endings seemingly condensing deep inside. Pressure getting tighter and tighter with each maniacal thrust he gives her. Sound burst from between her lips.  

“Bwah, AUs-tin oh oh oh  fuck I’m- “ 

His grip on her wrists tightens as her internal muscles start to pulsate around him. Her nerve endings fold inside out before ripping apart, bursting and cascading over her entire  body.  She screams, pinned, despite her serpentine movements,  underneath his relentless thrusting. She cums, and cums and cums and still he doesn't stop fucking her.

She is so fucking gorgeous, all wandering curves and slickness on his cock., Her sex noises, grunts, moans, screams are made with complete abandon and utterly shameless. It’s so fucking hot, he just can’t slow down.  When her pussy clamps down on his ramming cock his fucking of her becomes primal. Her ass shakes as she cums. He is grunting and groaning, harder and harder he pounds her. He is lost in her quivering cunt, his hips blurring with the strength of his desire. Finally, after who knows how long, it reaches fever pitch. He lets go of her wrists and grabs fistfulls of her ass, spreading her cheeks wide. In almost a mimic of her thrashing, his thrusts become erratic, his grunts become a bellow which becomes a roar.  His balls are mashed against her clit as he tries to get even deeper into her. 

Suddenly all is sinfully still as his big cock injects his cum into her so fucking deep.

He releases his breath in a huge groan. He shivers as air gasps past his throat.  

“God, Aya, you are fucking amazing,” his hands shake as they slide over her damp back. 

“Me?” she lets out a puffing little laugh, “tha’ was all you,” a tremor runs through her. 

“Heh heh heh” his chuckle is spine tingling. He wants to see his handiwork, “You ready to show me?” 

She nods. 

“Spread those legs and push that ass back to me.” Austin stays buried to the hilt in her as she complies. 

“Reach back here and pull these cheeks apart,” he instructs. She follows. 

“Ok, here we go,” he pulls out slowly, both of them heightened, quivering, gasping. 

He squats behind her, spreading her lips with his fingers as his creamy white cum winks into sight. He is fucking turned on… again.

“Oh my god that is beautiful. Your pussy is all swollen and red and my cum is dripping out.” 

He dips his finger in his cum, then gently rubs along her red lips. 

“Oh Austin,” she moans, “you gottta-”

With a wicked smile that she can’t see, he flutters his finger against her clit.

-fuuuuuck.” She clenches down, more of his cum drips out and onto his wrist. 

“Oh yeah?” he slowly slides two fingers inside her dripping cunt, his thumb on her clit. 

“Oh, Oh, Oh” each syllable accompanied by a jerking of her hips.

He brings his fingers and thumb towards each other,  her pubic bone in between. 

‘What. The. Fuck.’ she thinks. She is all shivery and shaky on his delicate fingers. The sensations vastly different from his hard fucking just mintues before. She hardly knows what to make of it. She both wants more and wants him to stop. 

“St– st– oh gah gah gahd” she is inarticulate.

“You want me to stop?” his words are close and hot on her ear as he bends over her back.  

She nods and shakes her head, nods and shakes her head. 

“You know what to say…” he leaves the words hanging.

Her whole body shakes as he gently milks her cunt. She squirms up and over the curve of the chaise, leaving a trail of cum on the leather. Her body is trying to get away from his persistent fingers, but she just can’t say it.  

He stands and wraps his arm around her waist, high-centering her on the top of the curve. 

“One word, and I’ll stop…” his fingers move faster. 

Fuck it’s so good, dammit it’s so tortuous. 

“Ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigod, No,  No, No, YEEEEEEESSSSSS!” She wails. Unbelievably she is cumming on his fingers again. 

But he doesn’t stop. 

“FUCK AUSTIN!” she just can’t. 

He keeps fingering her. 

 “FUCK OK OKOKOK  watermelon, Waterford,  fuck!” her mind is totally blanking on her safe word.

“No, I don’t think that’s right,” he presses in harder, rubbing deeper.

Her spine flails, he has to cinch down on her waist with all he had to keep her from falling to the floor. 

“NEWFOUNDLAND!! “ she finally screams. “Fucking Newfoundland!!” 

“There it is,” he murmurs as he withdraws his fingers, he loves making a woman cum, but she was exceptional. 

Her breath is heaving, she is contorted and practically upside down. 

“Come here,” he rolls her into his arms and sits on the floor, his back against the chair. 

She is in overwhelm, clinging to him like a life raft. He just holds her.

Breath is the only thing that passes between them for several minutes. 

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[jasper-pagan-witch]

How to Start Pop Culture Deity Research

So you’ve figured out that you want to work with a pop culture deity in your foray into pop culture magic and/or paganism (PCM or PCP). Firstly, congratulations! Choosing to work with a deity first instead of waiting for them to reach out is always nerve-wracking, and I’m proud of you for getting this far!

“Thank you, Jasper. But how do I do research into the pop culture deity?” you may ask. Pop culture deities tend to get little press, and you’re not alone in your struggle to find information on offerings, associations, or even domain. As I only work with pop culture deities at this time, that’s what I’m covering here. I’m also not going to cover picking the deity, as that’s a deeply personal process and is honestly just like picking a non-pop culture deity to work with or worship.

Luckily, there are six basic steps that you can take:

1: Scour canon and supplemental materials.

Checking the canon material is kinda self-explanatory for pop culture magic. While non-canon materials can often contradict canon, they can also provide some further insight into a character (when written well). If you’re working with a deity from supplemental material, I wish you luck, because this is going to be more irritating.

2: Fandom wikis.

If you don’t have access to the canon/supplemental material, fandom wikis are a good backup. They are sources of knowledge that are absolutely dedicated to a piece of media and can help you learn more about a specific pop culture deity without making you play through a series of 60+ hour games or spending a small fortune on books if you don’t have a library or your library doesn’t have the series.

3: See if anyone else has covered the deity in a PCP context.

For more popular series such as the Elder Scrolls or the Legend of Zelda, their deities may already be worked with by other pop culture pagans online. Trying to find PCP spaces (Tumblr tags, Discord servers, etc) can help you learn others’ perspectives on the deity you’re trying to study for.

4: Check fandom writing blogs.

Headcanon and fandom writing blogs are a pop culture pagan’s best friend. These fine folks put endless hours, often for free, into some top notch stuff. Many take requests or commissions, and you can tip them for their help. Really, go befriend a writing blog right now.

5: Unverified Personal Gnosis (UPG) and personal headcanons.

I consider these two things to be the same but some other magic practitioners say that UPG comes from experience and headcanons are just “there”, so take whatever definition you’d like. They’re essentially the same in a PCP context because non-pop culture practitioners are going to treat everything you ever say as UPG and fandom blogs (because you will inevitably get those unless you make a point of saying “this is a religious post, fandom blogs do not interact”) will think they’re just weird headcanons written from an in-universe perspective. You really can’t win here.

Anyway, through personal experience and associations, you can learn more and more what a pop culture deity is associated with. This is an important step in the process of any form of deity relationships, not just with pop culture deities.

6: Just ask the deity.

At this point, you’ve decided that you want to work with this deity. You’ve done your deep-dive into canon. You’ve reached out and learned a few initial things. Now, you’re talking to the PCP deity in some manner, so any questions you have about them...you can just ask.

This ties back into number 5, in that whatever you find out with be UPG/a headcanon because you can’t point to something in canon.

#jasper post #pop culture #beginner #deity work #guide #pop culture pagan #pop culture paganism #pop culture magic #pop culture magick #pop culture witch #pop culture witchcraft

[marengogo]

if said content was from someone whose account name was related to thinking my best friend and i were romantically involved, i'd check out the account before reposting (even if the content i was planning on reposting didn't have anything to do with said shipping thoughts)

i don't blame th, but i do wish he checked the account 😞

TW: mention of triggering words/actions such as “rape” but not the actual action.

Hi Anon,I hope you can forgive me for using your post to address a topic I've been meaning to discuss. The following has absolutely nothing like for real 💜🙏🏾 against you, but it kinda sets the perfect scenario, so imma take advantage it. BUT imma offer you a jikook hug in exchange, hope you can accept this for your very honest and not blaming frustration 🥹🫰🏾💜

So the topic is: SHIPPING.

Remember that chapter 2 blog which I promised, but NEVER delivered? 🤡🤡🤡 Yeah, so,shipping was going to be one of the many subsections of that blog, which to be honest with you, is sitting unfinished in my draft, and most likely will stay like that … BUT, luckily for me not sure for y’all 😬😬 today serves itself as a perfect day to actually give it an applicable context. Through today's familiar mayhem, I read a post which I think will give the perfect context to the topic of shipping. It is a post from @akookminsupporter, the following one:

I actually happen to agree with this 100%, because I do agree that we don’t want the people we stan to directly, or indirectly, endorse problematic situations, particularly those that are recognised as such universally. For example:

GENOCIDE a UNIVERSALLY KNOWN ISSUE and NOT DEBATABLE PROBLEM

RAPE a UNIVERSALLY KNOWN ISSUE and NOT DEBATABLE PROBLEM 

RACIAL SLURS a UNIVERSALLY KNOWN ISSUE and NOT DEBATABLE PROBLEM 

You get my point.

Now when it comes to shipping, it is WITHOUT A DOUBT one of the greatest plights within our fandom in particular, but in reality it is an issue in kpop and other music genres as a whole. Yet, the reality is that shipping is indeed a traditional tool REALLY HATE CALLING IT THAT BUT … that is almost always used as a means to a common and popular end. So the questions are: 

Do fans within the kpop fandom consider it an issue? Yes and No. 

Do people outside the kpop fandom consider it an issue? … Do they even know about it, or about it being a serious issue, within its perimeter?

Do the idols consider it an issue? … Yes? and No?

In its entirety, as all the questions don’t actually have a universally unanimous answer, SHIPPING in general, as of 17 January 2024, can’t be considered a universally known and agreeable issue. BUT, in the case of kpop, the situation is much worse. To begin with, we are unable to definitively agree on whether, or not, shipping is actually an issue to begin with, or not; be it the idol or the shipper. Nobody, in their right mind, is out there making jokes about, for example, genocide. If they are, they will righteously face big ass consequences by almost ANYONE who stumbles upon said comment/s. Shipping, on the other hand, the only people who would care, are the people within said field/environment. But, as I am a very integral part of this fandom, I know that, for us, it has become quite a nerve wracking issue, so let’s go a bit deeper.

Let’s go with the generally known concept within kpop that a debuting band is very likely to engage in fanservice and, consequently, form ships. The idols know, the fans know. Then, let’s give it 4 years? More or less many bands decided that “you know what? I don’t need to do this anymore” and as a consequence, some have tried to address this subject, and some just pretend to not know anymore. No matter the choice, the fact still remains that their related shippers were created, toxic or not, and 9 out of 10 cases; they ain’t going nowhere.

In the case of BTS, it is actually very funny because the only person who has allegedly tried to address this, is the one person who is constantly under fire for “feeding his shippers”. What is even funnier, to me at least, is that none of his 6 members actually came out to back him up, the day he challenged his viewers regarding shipping, at least not that I recall, if you know of any members that was actually supporting Tae, please let me know. So, if none of my bandmates seem to find it an imminent problem because let’s be honest, they had to deal with far bigger shit, apparently, and the company seems to not find it a panic-worth problem, apparently, then, if I were Tae, I’d be initially hella frustrated, but eventually I’d be like: FUCK IT. Which is the mentality I honestly think they all end up applying, in the kpop world.

So, what EXACTLY IS considered shipping? 

Repeatedly mentioning the name of a shipped/rival member? Posting pictures with a shipped/rival member? Touching a shipped/rival member? Spending time with shipped/rival member? Standing next to a shipped/rival member? Etc. Just so you know, If any, or all, of these qualify with shipping, then maknae line is UNIVERSALLY within our fandom FUCKED, and yes, only them, because, let’s be real, not many care about the shipping involving the hyung line, even though they do engage in the same type of behaviour … except for Yoongi, he is kinda in the middle, like some sort of collateral damage. 

So then what should we do? Should we completely ban shipping? Should shipping be banned maybe 4 years after the debut of all groups? Or should shipping have regulations, some kind of universal judge that presides and guides shipping behaviour? Should shipping fanfictions be abolished? Should unit names be restricted to the sole use of members? Should members cut out time in their life to make sure that they are aware of shipping and their consequences? Soooooo many questions, and probably tooooooo many answers, but the one fact still remains that MOST LIKELY these are all issues for those consuming the provided “shipping content” but not for those providing said “shipping content”, because for example:

And here I will be applying the parent/guardian/teacher/authority figure test, as in , for the next set of examples would any of the aforementioned figures be alarmed? Following are my test results  on whose problem it is, between the fandom and its idol.

A JM fan-dedicated birthday party, being crashed by rival shippers: Shippers problems. JM’s mail being stolen: Park Jimin problem, because tbh it could have been anyone, not necessarily a shipper.

JK having to look at a poster saying that he is in love with Tae at the airport: Shippers problems. JK having an actual stalker: Jeon Jungkook problem, because tbh it could have been anyone, not necessarily a shipper.

Tae posting a picture with an shipped/rival member: Shippers problems. Tae finding a girl in his private lift with a marriage certificate: Kim Taehuing problem, because tbh it could have been anyone, not necessarily a shipper.

And don’t get me wrong: name dragging, defaming, lying,character bashing, graphic obscenity, etc, they are all very painful issues to witness, and endure, but it always mainly occurs within the kpop environment. When articles write about perhaps a lazy member, when other fandoms drag our favs to pieces, in the end, when the global announcements are made, none of those descriptive, obscene qualities follow. Grammy nominated BTS, is just Grammy nominated BTS, not paving crew Grammy nominated BTS, or “worst fandom” fuck y’all possessing Grammy nominated BTS. ‘Namean?

Furthermore, the truth probably is that, at the level of BTS, the artist DOESN’T HAVE TO SEE ANY OF THAT BULLSHIT, which is why it ultimately ends up being an “US” issue. Even when toxic shippers reach higher entities, like the company, government offices etc, the second these entities see that it is about a ship, after I am hoping due diligence, they are dismissed, pronto. And so, reiterating, we are left with the bulk of it all 🤡🤡🤡.

So if, taking today as an example, Tae sees a post ABOUT HIMSELF not even his ship, just himself, by one of his shippers, we can assume that he has a pretty good idea about what might be on their page, which to be very honest, I won’t blame him for not wanting to check, but obviously, given all that we’ve been discussing, the idol themself is probably made to not have to think about it at all, as it is considered accepted, not acceptable, behaviour.  ALSO they would leave any related, and/or possible issues, to a designated team, which will assess if there is or not a real threat. Because historically, thus far at least, if there were any life-threatening hazards the company seems to take it VERY SERIOUSLY and any other threat is also dealt with accordingly. 

But what if, for example, by not checking the shipper’s page, Tae had allowed a human trafficking account to prolifer?! … let’s not 🧢:

TODAY, nobody was angry because of the fact that him not checking the page meant that he could have missed a potential infringement of human rights.

AND If they were a  human trafficking page, why is IG allowing them a platform and not quickly doing something about it?

In addition to the fact that, it is a real thing that, CURRENTLY, the accounts that are most likely to post about Tae aren't OT7s nor his biased fans (they may not be that fast or have the numbers) not even tae solos (for lack of numbers or different immediate priorities, such as streaming) but, you guessed it, taekook shippers. Hence, his algorithm will reflect accordingly. 

I mean, are we to tell JM to stop affectionately hug his members? Do we dare telling jk to stop liking shipping tiktoks or mention members' names? ….

All that just to say that @ejassy, in reality and effectively, by reposting said story, Tae wasn't actually endorsing shipping, because shipping in SK, differently from smoking or doing drugs, is generally not frowned upon. It is not an action or message that needs any kind of endorings, because within the kpop world, those who use it as a tool do not consider it a problem, hence, it is very openly accepted as a part of the culture they willingly, or not, help create. 

“But so-and-so gets dragged viciously, and disgustingly, everyday” I know. They probably know as well, but I’ve already discussed their responsible personnel. As for us, we know what to do, report report report! . I mean, I’m sure that they have a PR team that tells them about the good trends or good SM news, achievements, etc. “So what? .. we fans are stuck with toxic shippers and our favs not acknowledging or doing anything about it?” … 🤡🤡🤡

I don’t know.

We mostly all know about shipping culture’s systematic past, we know about its problematic present. In all honesty, it feels a bit like a lost battle but recently Kpop fans were able to make it known that, for example, for good reasons, they are against Starbucks. And it very effectively got to their idols, because said fans were united and in agreement. But within the shipping world, they all hate the other shipper and at the same time they kinda don't want to stop their own shipping, because they are really not against it, in fact, perhaps, they’d like some boundaries set, but who is to decide said boundaries? OR should shipping be considered a universal issue? … I think shipping has actually become an issue, particularly when regarding the queer community, BUT, what do I know, right? So, what's the solution ....

Y’all tell me.

Always respectfully yours,

Marengo.

PS - Once again, thank you Anon, now I'm off to bed 😴😴😴

#Marengo Specific Thoughts #Category Is - SHIPPING

[ryuichirou]

Replies

We have A LOT of replies today! <3 Thank you for your asks!

Quite a bunch of them are related to our latest comic about Riddle and his mom, some are related to our previous replies, and some are just about the characters in general.

But before I start I wanted to note one thing: I’m probably going to start skipping some asks, and I’m sorry for that. I always try to answer everyone, but it’s getting more difficult for me to keep up, especially when writing replies where I don’t really have much to say. I’m not saying that you should stop: we read everything and appreciate you sharing your thoughts about characters with us; but please keep in mind that I might not reply. Like I’ve mentioned, me writing replies takes one (sometimes up to two) hour per day, and since I’m an artist, not a writer, it’s especially exhausting for me mentally lol I’m sorry about that.

I love talking to you, and I don’t want my replies to feel forced and burnt-out, that’s the main thought.

So, starting with the asks about Riddle’s mom and her amusing poster.

characharing asked:

i see Riddle's mom doesn't know of Chenya yet

I guess Chenya is just better at not being noticed when he wants to, being the Cheshire cat and all~

Anonymous asked:

Alrighty, who wants to go and throw apples at Riddle’s mom?

Probably the entirety of Heartslabyul…

Anonymous asked:

Your artwork with Riddle’s mom reminded me of a fan manga I saw on Pixiv by SIG. It’s about Trey confronting Riddle’s mom during winter break and helping Riddle get away from her (that’s what I can tell, I don’t speak Japanese)

Unfortunately I haven’t seen that one, but I’m glad it exists! After experiencing ch1 and seeing Riddle being so down and kind of anxious about returning home during winter break, it’s impossible not to get a “GO DO SOMETHING TREY TELL HER TELL HER” kind of thought. Or “MURDER HER”, it depends lol

Anonymous asked:

Trey needs to use his UM towards Riddle's mother. Trey can be a secret murderer if you ask me.

I feel like this idea is so prominent in our minds, we’ve mentioned it a couple of times, in the hc post about twst guys murdering people for sure lol

But yeah, Trey’s UM could be very dangerous…

blackbutlerfandomnerddomain asked:

Based on this, Riddle's first rebellion act is inviting Trey over when she's not around. Slowly the anxiety of him leaving before his mother came home faded and soon he began to feel the urge to have sex while Trey and him had the house to themselves. Bonus: They fucked on Riddle's desk AND Riddle's mum's bed

That would be absolutely scandalous, unacceptable, super nerve-wracking but also cathartic and completely necessary. Not to mention very hot lol You go, Trey, break that bed.

Anonymous asked:

Idia wants that poster too. XD

Yes please. And then the version of it with Rook’s face. And then the version of it with the Tweels. And then-

Anonymous asked:

My line of thought is 'ofc Riddle can still collar people' because some of the other prosecutors have gimmicks (Franziska and her whip, Godot and coffee, etc) but realistically it would probably just be Ace getting collared frequently during trials and investigations.

(This ask and the next one are related to the idea of Riddle being an Ace Attorney prosecutor, we mentioned it in these replies)

Yeah that makes sense, the prosecutors of this franchise just can’t do their job without doing something funky lol But what I love is the fact that it’s completely useless, be it a regular collar or a magical one, so basically it’s just a petty way to humiliate Ace because he is being annoying.

Lovely.

Anonymous asked:

Riddle would definitely lecture Phoenix about letting Trucy use her magic panties.

Oh man, so now Phoenix is disbarred and collared? This man just keeps winning lol

You can tell Riddle wasn’t allowed to use magic panties as a kid :(

Anonymous asked:

This is a dumb question but do you think Idia has what is the stereotypical NEET things? You know, hentai dating games, body pillows and the like. Also, what sexuality do you see the cast as? Just curious 😃

Idia is absolutely aware of all of these things and they absolutely surround him, and he is probably far less innocent than the game allows him to be lol But whether he really loves playing hentai dating games and buys erotic doujins depends on a story we’re telling in posts and drawings. Sometimes it fits better for him to be totally into all this stuff and be that gross otaku trope (with body-pillows, waifu-mousepads and kinks that are absolutely vile), sometimes it fits him better to just be aware of all that but not necessarily do it actively.

I guess the “default” state for us it that he has seen and actively read/played some stuff, so he is aware! But then again, he also seems like someone who wouldn’t want to see any smut with his precious waifus lol

We also don’t really headcanon characters’ sexualities, so I can’t really answer that question, sorry :( Whoever we ship them with, that’s their sexuality. So I guess they’re all gay lol

Anonymous asked:

I feel a bit stupid for not knowing this but the comic where Azul discovers the tattoo on Idia’s lower stomach and Idia freaks out, is that a kink or something?

You’re not stupid, Anon! It’s inmon (lewd crest, womb tattoo), basically a hentai trope. I don’t know if there are any strict rules about these tattoos, but in doujins that I’ve seen they’re usually used to make a character having it uncontrollably horny lol “Stupid and eager to breed” kind of horny. So I guess it really is a curse of sorts. But sometimes a succubus-type character could have it.

Anonymous asked:

HAHAHA, I just read the ask about Kalim at Frollo's school... I liked that. You can see this dynamic ending HORRIBLE. I can actually hear Kalim playing popular music in class while Frollo pops a vein... I need Kalim to expand his harem, I need more characters to share Jamil's nightmare, haha! (I love Kalim, but Kalim💢💢)

Anonymous asked:

*I'm not sure if I wrote Frollo or Rollo (HAHA??) in my last anonymous ask abut Kalim in NBC, thank god these are anonymous, is 2 am here, I'm sorry

No worries, Anon, neither of us even noticed that you wrote Frollo until you pointed it out lol

Oh poor Rollo… He really got lucky that neither Kalim nor the Tweels or Lilia went with the NRC guys that year lol He wouldn’t be able to handle them.

And with Kalim being a student at his school, and Rollo being a school counsel president, he’ll HAVE to keep an eye on Kalim all the time.

And the worst thing is, there is no way Rollo is getting used to all this dancing and music and stuff, and there is no way Kalim is getting rid of all that either lol

Anonymous asked:

I will never understand why KaliJami and AzuJami fans fight. Jamil has two hands and deserves more than one boyfriend that he can barely tolerate.

See, maybe the last part is the reason, maybe Jamil’s psyche can’t handle two of these idiots messing up with his brain in two completely opposite (but equally annoying) ways lol If we asked Jamil, he would’ve probably said that his hands are not for Kalim or Azul to hold, and that he would rather drink rat poison.

Wow, he is so mean, that Jamil… Kalim and Azul both need to shower him with love asap lol

Anonymous asked:

Ruggie x Idia be like:

Ruggie: I can't believe you spend so much money on useless figurines. Talk about a waste!

Idia: Excuse you! Do you you know how much these will be worth in a few years?!

Ruggie:.......................Go on.

Yeah, pretty much lol This is basically their interaction in the Glorious Masquerade event. Ruggie has a lot to learn from Idia-the-master-of-anime-auctions…

Anonymous asked:

Post chapter 5 Epel: Did you know that Rook is a Neige Leblanche fan boy?

Pre chapter 5 Vil: What? Where did you here that from?

Post chapter 5 Epel: Rook.

Ahh, so this is what that ask was about!

A perfect opportunity to hit Vil where he expects you to hit him the least lol But I feel like even Epel feels bad for Vil when it comes to this topic, so I don’t know if he would do it. Although it would definitely be tempting at times, especially when Vil’s complaining about Neige under his breath and Rook’s just sitting there smiling and being awfully quiet…

#replies

[cha-melodius]

2023 Fic Year in Review

I've been doing these for three years now, and they always grow each year as I get tagged in other year-end posts that make the rounds. Feel free you grab it if you want to do your own review! And I’d like to add a hearty thank you to each and every person who’s read my fics over the years, y'all continue to make this a joy!

2020 Review | 2021 Review | 2022 Review

AO3 Username: chamel  My Page: Link  Active Fandoms:  Red, White & Royal Blue: 20 works The Man from UNCLE (2015): 8 works Loki: 5 works New Fandoms: None thank GOD Total Number Of Completed Works/Word Count  This Year: 33 works, 278k words  All Time: 113 works, 1.27 million words

This year a little movie that came out in August absolutely destroyed these stats lmaoooo. Most Popular One Shot (by kudos): This Year: Always Where I Need To Be (RWRB, Alex/Henry, T, 5.5k) All Time: Class(room) Warfare (RWRB, Alex/Henry, T, 7.8k words)

Most Popular Completed Multi-Chapter (by kudos):  This Year & All Time: Please Don't Let Me Be So Understood  (RWRB, Alex/Henry, E, 20k words)

Events/Challenges: The Man From U.N.C.L.E. Gift Exchange 2023, The Brownstone Anniversary Fic Exchange, Halloween Huh?

More reflections, stats, and planned fics below the cut!

Additional Random AO3 Stats

By number of fics: 85% one shots, 15% multi-chaps

By word count: 52% mult-chaps, 48% one shots

Ratings by number of fics: 48% T-rated, 33% E-rated, 15% M-rated

Musical artists contributing highest number of titles: Jeff Tweedy (Tweedy/Wilco) & The New Pornographers, tied at 3 each

Looking back, did you write more fic than you thought you would this year, less, or about what you’d expected?  Somehow I topped my word count from last year by 10k, which I was not expecting. That said, this year was right about average.

What’s your own favorite story of the year?  God this is a hard question this year because I wrote a lot of fics I really really love. For one single fic I'll go with Nova, Baby, because I love the story and I've got a lot of lovely feelings about it.

Did you complete your writing goals from last year?  The Goal: I want to complete a few large multichapter fics, which will probably mean my one-shot production goes down. I completed one long mulitchap, and then a few mid-length (~20k) multichaps. I think I wrote more of those than I have any other year. Surprisingly, my one-shot production wasn't super significantly decreased.

Do you have any writing goals for the New Year? Ok, I gotta come up with something. My goal is to have a similar mix of fics as least year, and also to write my first collaboration with @cricketnationrise, which will be a long multichap.

Did you take any writing risks this year? Wrote on a topic outside my wheelhouse (therapy 😬) and also posted a fic in a fandom where there weren't a lot of fics in similar genres (action/spies). Now that's no longer true, but at the time it was really freaking nerve-wracking.

Story of mine most under-appreciated by the universe, in my opinion: Every fic I write in a fandom that's not RWRB? 😅 It's hard to complain too much, especially considering what happened to my numbers this year.

Most fun story to write: All the Old Showstoppers, Will You Brie Mine?, You're the Perfect Gift for Me. Silly RWRB boys being silly, basically.

Biggest disappointment: Again, I feel like it's hard to complain when I have a fic that's closing in on 4k kudos. The goalposts keep moving, don't they, though? I still live in fear of pouring my heart into a multichap and having what will count as "lukewarm" reception, when before this year I didn't have a single fic above 1k kudos.

Biggest surprise: Most definitely Please Don't Let Me Be So Understood. Like I figured it would do pretty well (I hoped, since I put so much into it), but holy shit?? I still can't really believe it's on page 2 of the tag by kudos? And honestly also Always Where I Need To Be, this little one-shot about David stealing glasses.

Coming soon/planned for 2024:

False Dichotomy (RWRB You've Got Mail AU)

Kissed Out (RWRB pro-pool players AU)

RWRB 1940s noir AU

RWRB conductor/piano soloist AU

RWRB hockey AU (with cricket)

A shitload of prompts from my fandom fest

Extremely delinquent MTH fics

TMFU art thief/gallery owner AU

Thank you for the tags on your end-of-the-year fic reviews @loki-is-my-kink-awakening, @kiwiana-writes, @rmd-writes, @lizzie-bennetdarcy, @indestructibleheart, and @welcometololaland!

#year in review #fic year in review #about my writing #about my fic

[polaroid-paranoid]

do you have any general merc x reader relationship headcanons (romantic)? :)

Yup! I may link to a post or two if I've already done them!

General Merc x Reader Headcanons!

~Pyro will be written out as more of a platonic relation to the reader, as I personally see them as aro/ace! (Of course you can interpret the things I write for them as romantic, however.)

♡Scout♡

Dear goodness he is so, so cheesy at certain intervals (his flirting is just absolutely horrid), it'd almost be painful to listen to his attempts of flirting if it weren't for the fact you know he's trying his best to impress you.

Regardless of anything, he is incredibly enraptured by, well, EVERYTHING about you, from the way you act, dress, look-- dear goodness, there isn't a SINGLE thing he couldn't list off that he loves about you, even the flaws!

He'll occasionally doodle little sketches of you absentmindedly on his paper, and get all woozily heart-eyed whenever he even THINKS of you.

He loves it when you compliment him, any compliments, significant or not make his heart race and face flush, as he ADORES the attention so much.

He gets so stressed out without any affirmations (hell, even getting gifts for you is nerve-wracking for him), and oftentimes you can tell with just his body language that he's nervous (he's more tentative in his movements, talks at a ramble-y pace, his attention seems like it's on anything but you; all the such).

♡Soldier♡

General Soldier Dating Headcanons:

Soldier with a Polyamorous-Bisexual S/O:

He gives you small, miscellaneous gifts that certainly don't serve much sentimental purposes (such as bracelets made of noses, etc.), and it's his strange, cat-like way of showing you affection!

♡Pyro♡

They love giving you all sorts of gifts, every single time you talk to them they seem to have something prepared for you, lest it be a drawing, a snack, a plushie, or anything else!

They ramble to you so much dear goodness, they just appreciate your company, and will often be hugging you whenever they see you.

Be prepared to be in locked arms or just generally hugging, as they love PTA if you're comfortable with it, although your comfort means everything to them in this friendship, so if you don't like it, don't worry!

Much like Scout, they draw little doodles and sketches of you whenever you're away, and UNLIKE Scout, will show those drawings to you to show that you're important to them!

If you're ever feeling upset, they will do everything that they now to do to help you feel better, such as playing a game, drawing, or even just letting you vent to them! (If none of those work, they may go to the other mercs to ask what to do to help cheer you up.)

♡Demoman♡

He's all for sentimental values, so photos, small gifts that mean a lot to him, hell, even just saying affirming things makes him unbelievably happy, you're like his remedy to a bad day.

He loves picking you up, although bridal style he's especially particular to, he loves being all lovey-dovey with you while you're in his arms.

He stops drinking as much when he's around you, and noticeably so, as he wants to remember as much of you as he possibly can, as you are pretty much his new world.

His flirting is rather straightforward (not quite as much a compliment as would Soldier's 'flirting' be, but much more direct), although it's entirely genuine.

He doesn't say it often, although he loves everything about you, your imperfections are perfect to him, and he's entirely grateful that he gets to spend time with you.

♡Heavy♡

He's rather quiet with his affection at first, with a few small gestures and all the such to show that he cares for you; although later on he's much more louder, even proclaiming his love to you during battles.

Much like Demo, he likes picking you up (as long as if you're comfortable with it), since he wants to keep you as close to him as he possibly can, as you mean so much to him.

He'll want to introduce you to his family right off the bat, as if you have issues with his family, he'll take that into consideration whilst he considers if he wants to commit to the relationship, as his family means an incredible amount to him.

He likes cooking you dishes from his culture, lest it be Пельмени (Pelmeni), борщ (Borscht), or anything else, as he's excited to show you his plentiful culture!

He cannot flirt for the life of himself (as he himself starts blushing whenever he even attempts to), as he more rather tends to give compliments to you!

♡Engineer♡

This short Texan is possibly the sweetest man on the planet (for you, and you only), he's extremely considerate of your feelings, and will always be appreciative of anything you do for him.

He LOVES complimenting you, 75% of the time he notices your presence he has a compliment for you that was unlike any other ones he's told you; as he notices (and appreciates) all the little things about you!

He also uses SO many pet names such as honeybee, honey, honeybun(ches), sweetie, dear, darling, cutie, sweet pea, buttercup, sunshine, muffin, doll, (all said in southern accents), and he alternates through them day by day.

He worries for your well-being whenever you're away from the base; he knows WELL you're more than capable of both handling and taking care of yourself wonderfully, although he just can't help the shadowing thought of 'what if something happened', and he's usually incredibly affectionate when you get back.

The two of you don't quite cuddle often due to his non-stop working regime, although if either you or him get away from the work, cuddling and just resting is often on your two's agendas, and cuddling with him feels like cuddling a large teddy bear. (If you call him your teddy bear he turns into a blushing mess, so +10 points if you do that.)

♡Medic♡

Dear goodness, he's INSANE for you, everything you do, even the subtlest of movements reminds him of how much he adores you, for well, being YOU, he just can't help but stare at you, and would do nothing but stare at you for hours at a time if the other mercs were to not point out his strange behavior.

He rambles to his doves (and his favorite Russian of the team) of how much he loves you, the way you dress, the way you walk, the way you look at him, the way you fight; the list goes on sempiternally.

He loves picking you up, regardless of whether or not you're larger or smaller than him, as he loves nuzzling his nose with your's, giving you kisses, or even just speaking to you whilst he's holding you.

He has so many pet names for you dear goodness, he especially loves calling you dove, dear, darling, love, and if you call him any pet names he will MELT into a blushing mess, dear goodness.

He's incredibly clingy, as he ADORES your affection, and won't hide such a fact about him, as he truly wants your attention, and if you give it to him he'll be a German Blushing Mess™.

Bonus: If you know how to cook any German foods; especially Spätzle/Käsepätzle, Maultaschen or Schupfnudeln, he will have a practical blast of nostalgia, and from then on there's "rumors" going around that Medic had cried tears of joys whilst eating your food.

♡Sniper♡

At first he's incredibly subtle with his affection, much like Heavy, although more reserved with the affection he gives you as well, only complimenting you and giving you comfort on small intervals until he begins to feel more comfortable in the relationship.

After that; he begins to open up, showing off more of his miscellaneous, strange interests and hobbies, until he's holding full conversations with you over topics the two of you mutually like.

He soon seems more appreciative of the relationship, often making little gifts out of flowers, plants, wood (of which he whittled), or anything of the such he believes will hold at least SOME sentimental value to you.

If you show him any form of affection, big or small, even subtle actions such as hand holding makes his face flush a deep shade of red like you wouldn't believe, as he's been almost entirely depraved of attention, let alone affection his entire life.

Cuddling positions and all the such took a while to figure out, although the two of you seem to prefer cuddling together whilst huddled up in a blanket, gazing out to the unobstructed moon, as it brings a strange sense of 'clarity' to the both of you.

♡Spy♡

He puts on a rather convincing facade of 'smoothness' and 'confidence', although he's internally freaking out around you whilst he tries to keep his plethoras of anxieties from boiling over and causing him to leave as he had done in past relationships.

He loves giving you little kisses, hugs, and all the such whilst the other mercs are around, although when it's just the two of you, he's actually rather affectionate, and loves holding you close to him whilst the two of you cuddle.

He's a HUGE flirt, and often refers to you by; "Mon amour", "Mon chéri", "Mon cher", although will occasionally refer to you by, "Mon ange", or, "Mon trésor".

You're quite literally the only person of which he'll take his balaclava off around, and he trusts you won't go around and gawk about it, after all, it's you!

It doesn't show, but he's incredibly clingy towards you, especially after all the relationships he's lost due to his lack of attachment to one, although his body language changes slightly whenever he feels as though he's "lacking attention" (Yes, he's like a puppy when it comes to affection), such as rapid feet tapping, grumbling sighs, or anything else.

Sorry for the excruciatingly LONG wait, I had a lot I wanted to write for this, so yeah!

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