#this is gonna be a long list of things to do hopefully so i'll have something to do from now on instead of being stuck lol

[abbysbunny]

puhlease PLEASE a hazel callahan fic takşng place after the movie when hazel thought the kiss was special but PJ is treating her the same so hazel tries to make PJ jealous with y/n but they actually start having feelings (at first passionate) towards each other????????

FEELING'S AREN'T FAKE

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plot: fake dating never works but sometimes it does just in different ways

warnings: light angst, nothing too serious, r is a cheerleader but that doesn't really affect the story!

word count: 1.8k

notes: sorry this took so long to get out but I'm a little burnt out rn! hope you like this anon🫶🏼

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after hazel and PJs kiss, hazel thought that something was there, she tried hanging out more with PJ, but she would just pushed away and end up getting hurt. one lonely night hazel had the bright idea that maybe she could try and make PJ jealous, of course it was a dumb idea but at this point it was all she had.

she opened your contact and sent you a short message proposing the plan

'hey I know it's late but I'm trying to make PJ jealous so I was thinking we could fake date for a while, you down?'

of course she rewrote the message a couple times but when she got it down she nervously pressed send. a half hour later she got your confirmation

'sure, make it simple please I don't wanna waste too much if me time on this'

she smiled at your message excited for tomorrow, trying to go to bed all she could think about was PJ, how she would finally get to be with her, after years of waiting.

you sat on your bed and typed on your computer trying to finish up an essay do tomorrow, but you kept getting distracted by the thought of fake dating hazel, after a long 40 minutes of homework you closed your computer and put on some comfortable clothes. laying in bed you turned over and shut your eyes all of your thoughts just being about hazel

you walked onto school campus and saw hazel sitting on a bench reading something in a small book, 'i wonder what she's reading' you furrowed your brows and started walked over to her, 'hey!' you shouted to her, she quickly looked up and waved at you, you sat down next to her and she closed her little book, 'whatcha reading?' you questioned, 'uhm...she drives me crazy' you nodded, 'okay so what's the plan stan' she chuckled at your lame attempt of a joke and turned her head to you.

'so were just gonna act like we're dating, so hug and flirt and hold hands, all that gross shit, and hopefully PJ will get jealous' she said with a look on her face insinuating she was a very proud of her plan, you nodded and stood back up, 'sounds great to me, I gotta get to class so I'll see you later' you waved and grabbed your bag, 'wait!' hazel said a little too loud, you perked your head up at her, 'shouldn't we go in...together?' she suggested in a nervous tone

'oh shit yeah you're right' you stuck out your hand for her to grab on to, she took your hand and you started walking side by side, you entered the hall and people already turned they're heads to look at you two, I mean it is pretty weird seeing a cheerleader and a total nobody date, you got to hazel's locker and you leaned against against the a near wall, out of the corner of your eyes you saw PJ and Josie walking towards you

'pj and Josie are coming over here' you whispered to hazel, she turned around and shut her locker, a couple seconds later they stood right in front of you, the weird thing is that you had never actually talked to them, so now that you "dating" they're friend you would have to, talking to the girl your crush fake girlfriend is in love with was not on your bucket list. as they started talking you zoned out mid conversation, they talk about such boring stuff, how were you supposed to keep up?

next thing you heard was the loud bell ring, you saw that they had left and now it was just you and hazel, and of course the swarm of students late to class. hazel unexpectedly grabbed your hand and led you through the crowd, you both got to class in time, kinda. the boring school hours past by fast and as soon as you knew it was lunch, you thought you would sit down with your friends like you do everyday, but that was before you were pulled to a table in the corner of the cafeteria with hazel and the rest of the fight club.

as they talked you felt hazel's hand snake around your waist, you felt you face get hot but you continued eating, after an excruciating hour of listening to them talk as hazel moved her hand from your waist, to hips your to shoulder to your thigh, it was finally time to leave you packed everything up and sped out of the cafeteria, hazel catched up to you and walked with you out of school. you both sat down at the same bench from this morning

'so did I do good as a fake girlfriend?' she questioned with a cocky grin on her face, you rolled your eyes and turned your head to face her, sure having her as your fake girlfriend was gonna be nice but what if you catched even more feelings? what if her and PJ actually get together and you're just left alone again. 'you did pretty good' you said leaning against the back of the bench, you smiled and immediately started talking about the rest of the plan.

it has been 2 weeks of the fake dating and it really seemed like PJ didn't care, but tonight there was a big party at Isabel's, hazel thought it was perfect opportunity to make PJ "jealous". you decided to get ready together like a cute couple,hazel wore some simple baggy jeans and a white t-shirt, she almost looked like a frat guy, you chose what you usually wear to party's, nothing to flashy but nothing too simple.

when you got there it was loud and already smelled like BO and alcohol, you sat down on a couch with hazel by your side, she put her arm around your shoulder and you stiffed up, still not used to her touch. almost the whole party you say right there, getting up a couple time's to go to the bathroom, when the party died down, Isabel came out from the kitchen with an empty beer bottle, 'what are we 12!' PJ shouted, you chuckled and sat down next to Josie I'm the big circle of people

Isabel spinned the bottle and it landed on Josie, you could see Isabel blush and Josie had a nervous look on her face as they entered the small downstairs bathroom, after was felt like a life time someone yelled, 'seven minutes is up' you heard the door unlock before Isabel came out with a very visible hickey on her neck, some people gasped and others laughed, they sat back down and now it was Pj's turn, she spinned the empty bottle and it landed on, hazel.

hazel tired to hide her smile and she looked over to you, 'aren't you guys dating?' PJ looked at hazel then you, you opened your mouth to say maybe it was better if she re spinned, but before you could hazel spoke up, 'no it's okay, I mean it's just a dumb kids game right?' hazel looked at you trying to indicate that she really wanted to do this, you looked at the ground for a second before agreeing with her, some guy patted your shoulder and called you a 'chill girlfriend' you let out your best fake laugh and put your knees to your chest

meanwhile the scene of hazel and PJ in the bathroom was to say the least very awkward, 'so do we kiss?' hazel anxiously asked, PJ nodded and moved closer to her trying to make things more natural, hazel cupped PJs face and brought her lips to hers, she finally kissed PJ, after years of waiting she finally did it and she felt, nothing. absolutely nothing, she bearly even kissed back, you got up and told your friends you needed a drink and somehow they believed you, you walked into the kitchen grabbed your purse and left that god awful party, you didn't even think about saying goodbye because if you did you would have to watch them come out of that bathroom and see the start of they're relationship

hazel unlocked the door early and people were confused, 'you have to do seven minutes not three!' Sylvie shouted and people agreed, hazel noticed you weren't there and got worried, 'c'mon guys we're not middle schoolers and where's my girlfriend?' she shouted back, 'oh I think she left' some guy slurred clearly intoxicated, hazel grabbed her phone and said goodbye to everyone and that she was going to find you. what she didn't know was that you were already home by the time she had left, she urgently called you trying to understand where you were so you could talk

after 5 missed calls you finally picked up, 'where are you?' she said through the phone, 'home' you responded dryly, she let out a sigh of relief and started walking to your house still on the phone with you, 'why did you leave?' you thought about actually telling her why but the you remembered you actually dating, 'i was tired' she scoffed as she finally saw your house through the dark, 'open your front door please' she stood waiting impatiently for you, 'are you outside my house?'

you said walking down your stairs, 'yes just please open up it's cold' she hung up, you put your phone down and opened up your front door, you looked hazel up and down and saw no hickey, weird. you moved from the door and she stepped in, she shut the door behind her, you quickly grabbed her hand and took her to your room, she had never actually been in your room, you had been at her house but she'd never been to yours, you closed the door and say down on your bed next to her

'so why do you wanna talk haze?' she sighed and looked you straight in your eyes, 'i don't think I like PJ' she confessed, your eyes widened, had you done this whole plan for nothing, had you hurt yourself...for nothing? 'okay then who do you like? I'm not going to go through this plan another time just with a different person, I really hope you know that' you said in a frustrated tone, she moved closer to you and put her hand on your thigh, 'what the fuck was she doing?' you questioned to yourself

she just responded by crashing her lips with yours, at first you were taken aback, very taken aback, but then you felt how soft her lips were and how passionate and pure this moment was, you quickly kissed back and moved yourself closer to her, she dragged out the kiss for a couple more seconds before pulled away. you couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation, she laughed with you and pulled you into a tight hug.

'i love you' she mumbled into your shoulder, you sighed and kissed the side her neck, 'i love you too' you mumbled back.

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[anisespice]

How about walking around in booty shorts to get your man’s attention❤️❤️

you got it, anon! thank you so much for your patience and for requesting !! i took wayyyyy too long to do this lol wasn't sure who you wanted for this, so i figured i'd just make it into an "insert who you want" kind of scenario. hope you enjoy :))

pairing: various x fem!reader

warnings: mature language, MDI. talks about posteriors (lol), suggestive themes, and i think that's all.

notes: been sick these past few days, so had to put a hold on the next part of "the fuck it list" :((( but hopefully i'll have it up sometime tomorrow, didn't want to leave you guys high and dry sooo !! hope you enjoy ♡♡♡

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐍𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐬 ∵ The ones who are caught completely by surprise, needing to do a double-take at them double-stacks attached to your spine to make sure his eyes were playing tricks. You didn’t normally wear them around the house, at least not without a big shirt that usually covered everything, so clearly you were baiting him for something; and consider him hooked. It didn't matter what he was doing before you walked into the room, consider it DROPPED + IGORNERED + NONEXISTENT. On the game with the guys? Dropped. Typing up a work email? Ignored. Watching a show? Nonexistent. Won't put his hands on you right away, his mama raised him better than that, and he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable. But he will side-eye tf out your ass until you eventually have to say something—He looked like he was finna pass out if you didn’t.

"You know you’re allowed to touch me, right?"

"Thank FUCK, I thought you were gonna torture me forever - please come over here now please, thank you.”

TAKEMICHI, kakucho, chifuyu, angry, SHINICHIRO, kazutora, kyotani, kenma, aran, kageyama, deku, kirishima, tamaki, twice, [insert anyone you want ].

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 ∵ DOWN BAD AND PROUD OF IT. Utterly shameless, eyes waste no time honing in on your ass the second you walk past him, indulging his intrusive thoughts by giving you a light smack on that thang just to watch it jiggle. Wearing a shit-eating grin when you turn to playfully glare at him; he fucking knows you love it. Doesn't even care if y'all got company either, I mean shittt - you didn't when you decided to walk around with them shorts on. Absolutely will follow you around, feel you up and everything, homie cannot keep his hands to himself to save his life. Not his fault you look so damn tempting, he just couldn't resist. Good luck trying to get anything done now, and prepare to be absolutely SICK of him. You wanted his attention, you got it.

"Oh my goddd, boy, leave me aloneee."

"Nah, don’t get shy on me now, babe. Nowhere close to being done with you."

SANZU, hanma, rindou, RAN, smiley, baji, mikey, MATTSUN, maki, tanaka, nishinoya, SUNA, ATSUMU, HINATA, bokuto, sero, denki, mirio, HAWKS, [insert anyone you want ].

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝-𝐥𝐲 𝐁𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 ∵ Won't look like he's phased at all, you could be walking around in your underwear and he won't break a sweat. Honestly, he'll have you feeling stupid at first, thinking you weren't as irresistible as you thought. Fret not you sexy thing, that's just how it appeared on the outside. On the inside tho, that man was having some rather... depraved thoughts. He wasn't born yesterday, he knew you were trying to get a rise outta him, but he really needed to focus on his work right now. But, don't worry...once he's done, he got something for that ass later.

"You didn't think I was gonna let your little stunt slide, did you?"

kokonoi, WAKASA, izana, draken, MITSUYA, ushijima, KITA, daichi, kuroo, iwaizumi, akaashi, osamu, sugawara, oikawa, TODOROKI, bakugou, shinshou, shigaraki, dabi, [ insert anyone you want ].

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man of the month part 10: november

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Summary: You start planning for contingencies as you realize that after today, Loki will figure out that you have feelings for him.

Pairing: Loki x Reader (almost there…)

Word Count: 5.6k

Warnings: language (sorry not sorry, Rogers); sad Scopes hours; a tiny bit of steaminess at the end

Things to be aware of: mutual pining; idiots in love

"Come on, Scopes, you gotta stop being so hard on yourself," Shaun tried to console you as he helped you load the backdrops on a pipe, prepping for Strange's shoot today. "Barnes seems to be a pretty chill guy, he'll get over it in no time. Pretty sure he's not gonna have a hard time finding someone more than willing to try making him forget all about you." 

"Gee thanks, Shaun," you deadpanned. "Real stroke to my ego right there hearing that I'm easily forgettable." 

"I didn't say you were forgettable, Y/N. I'm saying there isn't a shortage of women willing to try --" 

"Relax, Xu. I'm kidding. I know what you meant." The visible relief on his face quickly had you both chuckling and struggling to properly prop up the backdrop. "But honestly, though, you should have seen his face," you went on, a more serious tone coloring your words. "It was like I took his puppy and tossed it into traffic." 

"I'm sure it can't have been that--"

"Actually, you know what, no. It's worse. It's like I gave him a puppy that he would grow to love with every fibre of his being and then one day I just upped and chose violence, taking that puppy from him, tying him to a chair and making him watch as I fed it to a meat grinder." 

"Okay that's the last time we watch the SAW movies to 'unwind'," he commented, a queasy look coloring his face as he imagined the scenario you just described. "I'm almost afraid to ask but…where exactly am I in this grotesque mental image of yours?" 

You gave him a wicked smirk before you answered, "In the kitchen. Cooking chili." 

"You're demented." 

"And you chose to be my friend, so I guess you're stuck with me." You finished putting up the final backdrop on the roll for Strange to choose from for his shoot. "So…anything I should be aware of today?" You weren't afraid of Stephen, not by a long shot. But after yesterday's session with Bucky you thought it best to at least have an idea of where the doctor stood emotionally when it came to you.

"All I know is that he likes you," he answered. "And he's holding out hope that since everyone so far walked out rejected, that hopefully it's him." Shaun looked to the door to see if anyone was nearby before saying in a more conspiratorial tone, "Little do they know you literally saved the best for last." 

That was the shoot you were terribly afraid of. Tomorrow's. Loki's. At the end of Strange's shoot, he would know that it's him; he was the one you'd had feelings for. The one you were in love with. 

And he would laugh in your face. Or perhaps he would be less cruel about it and just reiterate how tits deep in the friendzone you were, and that there was no way you would ever get out of it. 

The look on Shaun's face morphed into one of concern. "Scopes?" You didn't reply. "Y/N?" Still nothing. "Tweety…" 

"Huh?" 

"I lost you for a second there. Where'd you go?" 

"He's gonna know today," you answered him, your tone sullen and despondent. "Strange is gonna come out of his shoot, say it's not him, and everyone will know who it is. He's gonna know today and I'll never be able to look him in the eye again." Tears began to prick at the backs of your eyes as you could feel your heart splintering. "Maybe we should get someone on standby. In case he doesn't show tomorrow. Ghosts me completely." 

"Tweety I really don't think--"

"Hey Babes. Hey Shaun. You two wanna go get brunch before Stephen's shoot?" You looked over at the door to find Wanda and Vision, along with Natasha, standing right outside your studio and looking up at you and Shaun tiptoeing on tall ladders with barely any support if one of you were to topple over where you stood.

"Hey Babes. Sure just let us get down from here and we'll join you." You looked over at the synthezoid standing by Wanda. "You joining us, Vishawn?" 

"Tweety why would you use that, you know--" 

"I know, Wan, I know. I've probably been hanging out too much with Sam. That reminds me, Vishaw--I mean, Vision…" you corrected yourself as Wanda playfully glared at you. "If ever we'd be in need of a substitute, you'd be available, yeah?" 

"That would be correct, Agent Y/L/N," he answered you. "Although I do not believe that you would be in need of one--"

"I know, I'm just making sure I have my contingencies in place, you know?" you tried to explain as you took a step down from the ladder, causing it to wobble from its instability. "Could one of you hold this stable? And maybe someone else do the same for Shaun?" 

"No need, little Tweety bird," the martial artist said casually as he practically flew off his ladder, landing safely on the ground. 

"Show off," you grumbled, scrunching your nose and sticking your tongue out in his direction, earning you an amused look and a similar expression back. You took another step down carefully, the ladder nearly tipping over completely to the side had it not been for you putting all your body weight toward the opposite direction, stabilizing it once more. But only barely.

"Oh my fuck. Y/N!" you heard a new voice from by the door before you felt a fabric wrap around you as you were safely lifted upward and away from the ladder, and then placing you safely on the ground. You looked at Strange's cape wrapped around your shoulders, the lapels smoothing your flyaway hairs and then proceeding to fluff it out as the sorcerer approached you. "Are you okay?" 

"Yeah yeah, I'm--I'm fine, Stephen. Thanks." You found yourself quickly returning the fond smile that he gave you, keeping yourself planted firmly on the ground as his cape seemed to push you toward its master. "You're here early." 

"Just wanted to stop by and ask what time you wanted me." You raised an eyebrow at his wording, your friends leaning back with playful smirks on their faces as they eyed him. The former neurosurgeon suddenly stammered, "I-I mean, fuck. I mean what time you wanted me to come over. For the shoot." 

"Relax, Strange," you chuckled at his suddenly nervous demeanor. "I know what you meant I'm just fucking with you." A grin broke through on his face as he visibly relaxed. "That's better…We were actually on our way out to brunch so…probably later at around 2pm sound good?" 

"Sounds good. But nobody talk about food around me. You're about to feast on plates of bacon and french toast, while I'm here eating like a damn rabbit trying to make sure my abs don't get camera shy." 

His words had brought a genuine smile to your face, something you hadn't been able to do for the last few days, and had you feeling a bit more like yourself. The you before this entire project even began and Stark decided to spill your secret that was bound to get out by the end of the day.

Goddamn Stark, I should've kept the code that had FRIDAY calling you Daddy for this.

"Just stay away from the carbs," you offered. "At least until the shoot's over and then you can gorge on all the bread and pasta you want, I promise." You turned toward your friends, who were now looking at you with an almost teasing expression. "Let's go?" 

Hearing your name exclaimed in such a panicked manner had Loki sprinting from his seat at the kitchen island toward the door to your studio. Whatever got the former Midgardian healer to seem so worried about you was most definitely his concern as well. You may have been acting peculiar since yesterday which he couldn't quite rationalize for the life of him, but that did not take away from the fact that he still loved you and your safety would always be his priority.

When he got to the door of your studio, however, you were already safely on the ground, Strange's cape wrapped around your shoulders with the lapels primping at your hair, the rest of it making a visible effort to nudge you toward the sorcerer.

Perhaps his brother had been right after all. It was truly down to Strange and himself, considering that Barnes had walked out the night before unsuccessful in his attempt to woo you. And from the way you'd acted around him yesterday, the god was convinced that the super soldier was secretly a strong contender. 

But it seemed that he'd found out before his appointment with you even came that he was ultimately to lose in this endeavor. It was the former healer. Strange. 

And his dreaded suspicions were all but confirmed when he saw you speaking with the other man, your whole demeanor so glaringly comfortable compared to how you behaved when you were around the god. And your smile. The one he hadn't seen since this project even began. The one he thought you only had reserved for those closest to you.

You'd given that smile to Strange. 

Perhaps the game was already over. A winner had already been determined before he even had his chance to test the waters with you. Of course it wouldn't be him. It was foolish of him to think that someone as good as you would ever harbor emotions for him that ran as deep as his for you. 

That was a fantasy he simply was not deserving of. 

All he could do was at least bask in the brief moment where he could see that smile of yours again. Even if it was given to someone else. He watched, frozen in his stupor, as you walked out of your studio still adorning the sentient cape, that wondrous moment where you illuminated his world with your radiant grin shattered as the expression on your face faded into one of hesitation as your eyes met his.

And in that moment he could swear his heart had fractured, too.

"Oh uh…hi, Loki," you stammered, your gaze fidgeting as if you'd become incapable of maintaining eye contact. 

"Good morning, Y/N." He wanted to stab himself at how formal the atmosphere felt around you two ever since Banner's shoot. Things had felt so strained ever since that day, and what made it exponentially worse was that he couldn't pinpoint a reason why. All he knew was that yesterday morning when he saw you, before you disappeared into Barnes's chambers for the soldier's session with you, he had compelling reason to believe that you'd been crying.

Was it over your studio being ruined? Most probably not. He knew that you were not the time that would become so overcome with emotion over that. It was an inconvenience, absolutely. But it wasn't worth sobbing so hard that your eyes were rimmed with red.

Besides, the studio was all but finished now. It would be ready for you once more before Strange even appeared for his session after lunch. 

"Are you alright?" The confusion on your face prompted him to say more. "I heard Strange call for you in a panic--"

"Oh that," you cut him off, your tone deceptively nonchalant. "Nearly fell off the ladder. No biggie. Levy kept me safe." You motioned toward the cape as you said the last part, the lapels now set on your cheeks and shaking your head. "Oh you don't like that name?" More vigorous shaking. "You'll get used to it." One of the lapels lightly tapped you on the cheek.

"Hey how come you're nicer to her than you are to me?" The ends of the cape made a motion as if shrugging at the sorcerer before resting at your sides once more. 

"Strange, isn't there a command or something to get this to return to you? I don't know it just…feels weird. Like I'm wearing something I shouldn't be." He snapped his fingers and the garment twisted off your shoulders and went flying back to its master, sending your body twisting in the same direction from the momentum. 

Loki made the split second decision to intercept you from that path, stepping forward and placing his hands on your shoulders. You looked up at him with those big doe eyes that it took all his strength to not throw caution into the wind, frame your face with his hands and press his lips to yours. Even if he wouldn't be the one to ultimately win your heart, he wanted you to know that you held his. There was never a competition. There never would be.

"Thanks, Mischief," you mumbled, awkwardly ducking and shuffling out of his hold. He resisted the urge that arose in him to reach for you again. You turned and reached your hand out towards Romanoff and walked toward the elevator, leaving him standing with the sorcerer.

"So it looks like it's down to the two of us," Strange commented, holding out a hand as a show of sportsmanship. "May the best man win?" 

Loki merely scoffed as he turned and walked back toward his chambers. "I am no mere man." 

You returned to the Tower in better spirits than when you left. That last interaction with Loki was so excessively awkward that it really threw you off kilter. It almost felt as if he already knew that it was him and he was doing everything in his power to retain what semblance of a friendship you had.

Would you even want to remain friends with him when he finally knew and he chose to say and do nothing and instead just put in an effort to ensure you both at least remained friends? No. Probably not. 

With your studio good as new after Tony made sure to have everything repaired and replaced, you had all your resources available to you again. A far cry from yesterday at your shoot with Bucky where the entire thing took place in the bathroom in his apartment, which probably contributed further to the emotional train wreck of a session all that turned out to be. 

Straining to clear your thoughts, you took a good look around the studio, assessing each set carefully to see which would fit Vision best. Might as well ready the contingency because you were almost completely sure that tomorrow your heart would break waiting in here for absolutely nothing and no one to show up for the December shoot. 

You knew that he had a more human-presenting form, something he learned from early on in his relationship with Wanda so that she would not be subject to the condescending looks of those who passed her on the streets when they walked together hand in hand. More likely than not, he'd be using that, and he gave off more 'distinguished professor' vibes with that version of him, so you mulled over the study, trying to see what would work for him and what could be taken out now.

You'd been so focused on your current train of thought that you barely registered the sound of your door opening, the sound of footsteps and fabric whoosh-ing being what caught your attention.

"Scopes," Stephen greeted in a playful tone. "How was your brunch?" 

His question once again had you smiling at how laid back the atmosphere was around him. "It was good, Strange. Thanks." You pointed toward the bare set with only a background and he snapped his fingers at his cape, making the garment stay put as he took his place on the set, sitting down on the chair you'd placed there this morning, legs stretched out as he manspread and leaned his torso slightly toward one side. Relieved at how quickly he'd taken to getting comfortable with a pose, you clicked away at your camera from a few angles, hoping one of them would be good.

"Hey, have you never been curious why there's half a vintage car in here?" he asked pointing at the display piece a few meters away from the bedroom set. 

"Honestly? I chalked it off to Tony being Tony. Remember the man had a phase of when he believed something was ridiculous yet 'unique' he'd immediately go 'I need it. Buy it.' That's probably one of those pieces." 

"And you never thought of using it?" You shrugged your answer; none of the previous sessions ever even considered branching out, and it wasn't your place to tell them which sets they would be posing in. After all, the entire point of the shoots were whatever they were comfortable with. 

You did, however, use the car in your pre-calendar 'test shoots' with Wanda and Nat. And the resulting shots made you desperately wish that at least one of the twelve men would want to at least have a few shots done there.

"If I wanted to use it, what would we need?" You took a few covert shots at Strange as he talked, hoping that the casual demeanor he had would translate in the photos because it captured the sorcerer's effortless charm quite well. 

"I'd have to either bring the blinds down so that the sun wouldn't be glaring into the lens and ruining the shot to Kingdom Come, or bring the half-car over here. You got any magic spells that could swing that?" 

"I might have something better." He stood up and walked out of the studio, calling for someone to come over and help the two of you with something. A few moments later,  you heard the unmistakable heavy strides of Thor fast approaching.

"Lady Y/N! Master Strange! How can I be of assistance?" 

You pointed toward the half of the '67 Chevy Impala. "Could you bring that over to this side of the studio? We wanna use it for his shoot." 

The blond god walked over to the piece. "Certainly. Though I do have to ask…While I am always happy to help you, my si--my friend," he stammered. He seemed to have caught himself before he said another word, but he hadn't said more than the beginning of a syllable, so you couldn't for the life of you figure out what the real word would have been. "Why didn't you call for my brother instead?" 

You bit your tongue at the realization that  Thor knew about your feelings for Loki. Memories of the June photoshoot haunted your mind now, of how you flat out admitted that you liked his brother. Too much, you even said. And for some reason he believed that those feelings were requited. Precious dummy. 

"I erm…Strange was the one who called. Not me," you evaded his question. In truth had you been the one to step out, you'd have made the same call. "I-I didn't even know he was outside." 

The god of thunder lifted the half of car seemingly without much effort and began to bring it toward the front of the studio, taking slow, careful steps as he struggled to see where he was going. "He is always outside, Lady Y/N. Those who do not know better may even take to believing that he'd begun to live on that portion of the couch. Stark even made a comment about how the cushions may already have a permanent impression of his buttocks…?" 

You chortled at the mental image, making a note to check the couch for such a mark. Out of pure curiosity, of course. 

He put down the fragment of the vintage car down near the set that you were just using with a goofy triumphant smile on his face. "Will you be needing my assistance elsewhere, my friend?" You shook your head at him. "Then I suppose I will take my leave. Lady Y/N. Master Strange." 

"Thanks, Thunder." You waved at him as he walked out of the studio. You turned back towards Strange, who'd taken the initiative to place the chair he was previously occupying down in front of the opening of the half-car. "Alright, Doctor." You motioned toward the backseat. "Take a seat. Let's try to get this done as soon as possible so you can go eat. Y'know. Do it for the pizza." 

"Hah. Right," he chuckled, unbuttoning the first button on his shirt and pulling on one side before taking a seat in the back half of the Impala. You clicked away on your camera as he adjusted his seating, having a feeling that his official shot would be one of the more casual, candid shots rather than the ones he posed for. "Would you like to join me, Y/N?" 

You put your camera down, your smile faltering as you saw him intently looking at you, waiting for your answer. "O-Oh. I uhh…"

The smile on his face lost its brilliance, fading into one more consistent with someone trying to handle disappointment without making it too obvious. "So it's Laufeyson?" 

You figured there was no point hiding it anymore. He was the only one left. You nodded your answer. "I'm sorry, Stephen." His eyebrows furrowed together in visible disappointment, looking away from you. You couldn't fathom for the life of you why you took a shot of him looking like that, but you did. "And I know it's stupid. He hates everyone, he hates his brother, so spare me the speech. I'm a stupid little mortal. Alert the press." 

"I wasn't going to say that, Scopes." He stood up, his tone sounding more like that of a consoling friend as you walked over to your computer to plug in the memory card from the camera. "I was just going to say that if ever you two got together we'd have two world record breaking relationships in the team." 

"Oh yeah? How so?" Your tone dripped with sarcasm as you entertained his ridiculous hypothetical of you and Loki becoming an item. 

"Well we already have Rhodes and Danvers with the universe's longest distance relationship." His quip had you chuckling despite the impending heart-shattering conclusion to this project fast approaching. You could feel it more and more now that the moment he'd walk out and inform everyone that it wasn't him came closer and closer. "And then if you and Laufeyson became a thing? We'd have the universe's largest age gap relationship." 

You nearly spat out your water. "Strange--!" 

"I mean I don't think anyone can top a thousand and three hundred years, give or take, so I think it's safe to say that that record would be yours. You even beat out Thor and Foster." His comments had you full on cracking up now, for some reason becoming much funnier once he brought up Thor and his currently long distance relationship with his own girlfriend.

"Ohh god…" you groaned. "You think Jane would kill me if I told her when she gets back that I saw her boyfriend naked?" 

"Are you kidding?" he shot back at you. "This is Thor we're talking about. Jane probably already knew about the calendar the second Stark announced it. And she probably already knows that you saw everything that her boyfriend had to offer. He tells her everything. L'amour and all that." 

When the pictures finished importing into your computer, you pulled all his shots up on the screen. "Pick your poison, Doc." 

"I see what you're doing, you know," he teased. "Trying to avoid the conversation about Mr Golden Horns. What is it?" He laid a hand on your shoulder, urging you to look at him. "Oh. You still think it's one sided, don't you?" 

"Come on, Strange, I know it is. Just pick your shot. Please." 

He pointed at the last shot you took. "I like the melancholia." 

"Plus your fans are gonna be screamin' and creamin' from the little bit of exposed chest they get from this." 

"That's just--Ugh, gross, Scopes. How'd you get so crass?" 

"Hung around too much with Sam. And then started hanging around with Shaun to add some flavor." He gave you a fond smile before redoing the undone button on his shirt and straightening it out before proceeding to begin to walk away. "Hey, Strange?" 

"Yeah, Y/N?" 

"Is there any chance you could…postpone telling them? Just until tomorrow?" 

A sad smile graced his features as he shook his head. "You know I can't. They'll figure it out anyways if I walk out of here anything less than ecstatic." 

Tears began to prick at the back of your head once again as the inevitability sank in. This was it. Loki would know in a matter of minutes. "Gotcha. It's all good. Thanks, Strange." 

"If he doesn't want you back, it's his loss," he uttered, his tone once again consoling. "You're an incredible woman. It's…the whole reason I said yes to Stark's ridiculous project. I wanted to try and see if maybe you got to know me a bit better…" 

"That's…that was really sweet of you, Stephen." You grimaced as the look in his eyes became somber. "Fuck, it never feels good turning someone down. I'm really sorry," you sighed as he gave you a clearly forced smile. His attempt at trying to make it easier for you, which just made you feel even worse. "I suppose tomorrow I get to know how you all felt. Taste of my own medicine and all that." 

"He's an idiot if he rejects you, Y/N. Remember that." You answered him with a forced smile of your own. "And if ever he really does prove that he's the biggest idiot on the team, if you ever need a shoulder to cry on…" He clicked his tongue and gave you a playful wink as he raised his shoulder. "I'm available." 

His antics somehow found a way to elicit a giggle from you. "Thanks, Strange. You know, Stark did say that he was so sure of this turning out well for me that if he was wrong, I had full permission to beat his ass in one of his Iron Man suits, so at least I have that to look forward to." 

"Atta girl. Do you want me to go tell Horns that his appointment's tomorrow or do you wanna do it?" 

You groaned at even the thought of having to face Loki after this shoot. "Might as well, right? I'll do it. You go on ahead, Strange. I'm sorry you have to be the sorry fucker to seal my fate." 

"I'm sorry, too." 

And with those words, he walked out of the studio. Leaving you alone with your computer and your fears of rejection intensifying by the second.

There was truly no viable reason why Loki chose to still stay at his usual seat waiting for Strange's appointment with you to conclude. He already knew the answer to all this. Strange would emerge victorious and he would have to face you tomorrow without you even realizing that his heart had shattered the night before. 

Should he even bother with telling you of his affections? He did not wish to put you in an uncomfortable spot especially since you were already adjusting to your new reality where you were starting a new relationship with the sorcerer.

Strange finally emerged from your studio, the smile on his face inconsistent with that of someone who'd just won your heart, but it unnerved the god nonetheless.

"So it's you," he huffed. "I suppose congratulations are in order." He stood and held out his hand. "I suggest you hurry before I change my mind and break your jaw with it instead." 

"Oh fuck me," he grumbled, breaking into chuckles that sounded a mix of strained, relieved, and disappointed all at once. "You're in love with her. Oh this is rich. This is some Hallmark, Lifetime level shit." 

"Strange, what--" 

"It's not me, Frosty." His heart pounded in his chest at the words. 

He couldn't find it in himself to utter the words. To even think it possible that the answer was… "It's me?" 

Strange took his hand and gave it a single shake. "Congratulations. Try not to rub it in all our faces tomorrow. Who am I kidding? You'll probably walk out of here carrying her bridal style." 

The sorcerer walked away f rom him and further into the tower right as the door to your studio opened again and you poked your head out of the doorway, the hesitation in your eyes returning as your gaze met his.

Oh, my darling Y/N. Was that the reason behind your discomfort all this time? You thought your feelings unreturned? 

"Uhh, h-hey, Mischief. You good for doing the shoot tomorrow?" 

It took all his strength not to walk over and just make you completely his right this moment, offering only a smile your way instead. "Yes, darling. I'll see you tomorrow." 

You ducked back in to your studio with a quiet "Okay", leaving him slumped back in his seat, thinking about how he could steer his appointment with you tomorrow. The things he could do in order for things to lead to him finally getting to tell you the words. 

"I love you, Y/N," he whispered into the empty waiting area. 

As the hours passed and you still hadn't reemerged from your studio, Loki concluded that you'd probably fallen asleep in there once more, surrounded by your work. But instead of walking over and pressing his hand to the door, silently bidding you goodnight, he made the decision to walk in there instead and check in on you. 

He found you laying on the floor, pages of the calendar strewn out around you in varying sizes, your tablet near your right arm. Your chest rose and fall in perfectly even intervals, telling him that you'd fallen fast asleep, but the furrow in your brows told him that you were at some level of discomfort.

"Oh my darling mortal," he whispered, picking you up and into his arms, causing you to stir as your arm instinctively hooked itself over his shoulder.

"Who--"

"It's only me, Y/N. I'm bringing you to bed." Your tiny giggle at his words nearly had his resolve crumbling. "To sleep, my love." He bit his tongue at his own words, thanking the Norns that you were too deep in the hold of your slumber to remember much of this encounter.

You grumbled against him, burrowing your face into the crook of his neck as he walked up the steps leading to your chambers. Loki couldn't help but smile as he caught the words "no fun" in the midst of your incoherent protests. Once he made it into your bedroom and laid you on your bed, you became a touch more restless in your sleep. 

"What is it, darling?" His voice became clipped, more strained, as you squirmed and whimpered in reaction to him tucking your blanket under you. "Truly testing my resolve, aren't you, little mortal?" You mumbled more incoherent words, making him sigh in temporary defeat. He would talk to you tomorrow. "Sleep well, my love." He pressed a brief kiss to the top of your head before he turned and made his way out of your chambers.

"Mmph…love," you sighed as you began to wriggle out of the hold of your blanket. "I wish Loki loved me back." 

He crossed the distance to you once more, leaning down and placing his lips barely an inch away from your ear. "I do, my darling Y/N. I do." Your breathing began to grow heavy as he whispered the words into your ear. "My darling girl, tomorrow I will make you mine. You will know without a shadow of a doubt that you have my heart. That you have consumed my every thought, waking and dreaming."

You began to stir some more, starting to turn your face towards his, causing him to splay his fingers lightly along your jaw, keeping you in place. Your chest heaved, little whimpers escaping your lips. 

"Tomorrow, my love." He touched his forehead to your temple. "Words will never be enough to adequately tell you of how I love you, so I will prove to you my affections. Show  you how you possess my heart, my devotion, my pleasure. There will not be an inch of your precious form that will go untouched, unloved. By tomorrow's end you will share my bed, lay in my arms, and I will never let you go." He pressed a kiss to the skin below your ear, eliciting a moan that had him quickly hardening in his trousers. 

"Vixen," he grumbled against your skin, pressing another kiss to the same spot. "Rest tonight, darling. You'll need your strength." You whimpered once more, the heavy implications of his words seeming to have reached you even in your current state. He moved to hover his lips over the base of your throat. "Just one more. To tide me over until I have you tomorrow. Until you're mine. Forever." 

He pressed a kiss to your skin, both hearing and feeling the delicious moan you let out. Gods, that alone took a Herculean effort for him to pull his lips away from you, to wait until the next day for him to conduct a proper seduction. One that neither of you would forget. When he had pulled away — albeit reluctantly — and once again was at the door leading out of your bedroom, he turned toward you one final time. "Sweet dreams, my love. Until tomorrow."

A/N: Sing it with me everybody, he knows he knows and I know he knows…

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I wanna finally talk about why I hate Spitelout, since I talk so much about how much I hate Spitelout

Every time I try to make this post I make it way too long, so I think I'm gonna do bullet points to try and shorten it lol

(Keep in mind, all quotes are paraphrased, I didn't remember/look for exact phrasing)

TLDR; fuck spitelout jorgenson

--RIDERS/DEFENDERS OF BERK--

--Thawfest--

Spitelout is shown to be super supportive of Snotlout the entire time he's winning, and then yells at him and is verryy disappointed in him when he begins losing

this image set right here

once Snotlout wins Thawfest Spitelout is proud again

Hiccup realizes that Snotlout is actaully scared of what will happen if he loses to the point where he lets Snotlout win (he had no qualms when he knew that Snotlout would just be disappointed and bitter)

'Snotlout your dad looks really mad rn'

'What do you know? He always looks like that'

--Race to Fireworm Island---

Snotlout works Hookfang to the point of death because Spitelout keeps telling him that 'rest is for the weak'

How hard has Spitelout worked Snotlout then? How hard does Snotlout work himself?

When he sees Snotlout clearly distressed over his potentially dying dragon, his best friend, instead of comforting his son Spitelout tells him to get a new one

--RACE TO THE EDGE--

--Astrid's Team--

"I get to point out every one of his mistakes!" implying that Spitelout often points out all of Snotlout's mistakes

Hiccup sees Astrid making Spitelout do pushups; "what did he do?" "he's Snotlout's dad" "enough said"

You can see that as them poking fun at Snotlout but I like to see it as protective Hicstrid

--Snotlout Gets the Ax--

He gives Snotlout the ceremonial ax to bring to the wedding (a big honor) in front of his friends and then lists all of the people he thought would be a better choice for the job who couldn't do it (including Griplout who has no arms) also in front of his friends

"hopefully you're smart enough to know what that means"

Hiccup and especially Astrid who have been blaming Snotlout for dropping the ax and trying to leave him to deal with the consequences on his own all episode volunteer to tell Spitelout it was their fault when it comes time to explain why they were late with the ax

"Then I guess I'll never be good enough for you"

Spitelout blows off Snotlout's emotional speech at the end and pretends there was no reason for Snotlout to be nervous in the first place, completely undermining everything Snotlout said

Seriously watch the way Snotlout and Spitelout interact in the begging (and ending) of the episode, and pay attention to Snotlout's body language like he's so nervous around Spitelout

--A Time to Skrill--

Snotlout is translating for everyone what Spitelout is saying and it's played comedically bc that's obviously not what he's saying the entire time

And he's constantly saying that Spitelout's talking about how proud of him he is

Probs bc Spitelout rarely tells him that

The scene at the end where Spitelout can talk again and he says something along the lines of 'oh we have a lot to talk about' (like he's jokingly mad that Snotlout's been saying he's been saying those things) and then grabs Snotlout's shoulder (which clearly hurts Snotlout) and they all laugh it off (including Snotlout)

It was annoying when he ignored Hiccup's plan and just ran into battle so -5 points

--Turn and Burn--

Snotlout clearly doesn't like what's going on/wants to go with Hiccup (look at his face when they split) but goes with Spitelout anyway bc that's just the effect he has on him

This episode was pretty mild though

--Notlout--

Convinces Snotlout that none of his friends are being honest about their intentions and that they're all vying to get leadership positions when Hiccup's chief

Makes Snotlout think that he has to do the same or he won't be good enough

"A Jorgenson doesn't ask permission to be great"

"He takes what's rightfully his" or smth like that

Gives Snotlout nightmares about his friends mocking and abandoning him

Makes Snotlout so anxious that his vision blurs and he hallucinates

'Whatever greatness I end up doing and trust me it will be great, it has to be what I want not what my dad wants"

--Darkest Night--

Snotlout's idealized version of a world where they never left Berk includes Spitelout being super proud of him

And him saying smth like 'wow dad it's so great that we've always had a great relationship with perfect communication' or smth

--King of Dragons-- (I can't remember part one or two)

Spitelout's just like I'm proud of you son and that's it like they don't actually resolve any of their issues

This is more of a gripe with the writers/directors than Spitelout but

--MISCELLANEOUS--

Snotlout holding a twig while Fishlegs and Throck name their hedge sculptures "i call this My Lousy Childhood"

Snotlout's obvious self-esteem issues

Snotlout's toxic masculinity

Snotlout's misogyny

"See ya wouldn't wanna be ya! Ha! That's how we say goodbye Jorgenson style! or at least that's how my dad says goodbye to me"

He makes Snotlout make faces like this:

And this:

fuck spitelout

Let me know if I missed anything, or if you disagree with something, or if any of my points need clarification! I know that doing it with the bullet points removed a lot of context from stuff

I just wanna hear what people think of this analysis

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Be My Queen

SteveHarringtonXFem!readerXEddieMunson

Part 5

I'm sorry it took me so long to post the next chapter. Not only did I have no inspiration at all, but also my not-so-very-mentally-stable mind didn't let me rest.

But... here it is. It is very long, sorry! But I managed to understand how to put the "keep reading" thing... hopefully.

Hope you'll like it and hope you're all doing great.

Again, if anyone wants to be tagged, let me know.

Chapter summary: well... more hanging out at the hospital... and nightmares.

Chapter warnings: trauma, non-con touching, violence, blood. Vecna being a fucking creep.

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I can't breathe.

Something is wrapping itself around my neck, I try to push it away, but I can't move either.

I open my eyes and the once white ceiling of my hospital room is now red, dirty and... it's breaking.

I feel panic overcoming my senses, I try to move my head, but nothing. I look around with my eyes as much as I can until they land on a tall veiny figure.

No..

"I told you, my love"

No. No.

"I'll always find you"

"Let... let go.." I try to say, even though the thing around my neck makes it harder.

Vecna only shushes me, walking closer to me still laying on my back.

"Pl-... please" I plead with tears in my eyes.

"Ssh my sweetness, sh... I'm doing it for you, for us" he explains "I can't let you escape me, not again"

"You're dead...you..."

"I'll never be dead for you" he holds his hand out close to my face "I'll always be with you, my queen"

"No..."

"Just accept it." He puts his hand on my face."All I need to do, now, is kill those stupid friends of yours. They'll regret touching what's mine."

"No!"

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I sit up, in my hospital bed... in the hospital room... with white ceiling...

A nightmare.

"Hey, hey, you okay?"

Steve.

I turn my head to look at him and I let out a sigh of relief, I move my hand to hold his.

"Yes... I'm sorry... I-"

My explanation is interrupted by a nurse rushing in.

"Is everything okay here?" She asks.

"Yeah... just a nightmare" Steve explains quickly.

"Oh" the nurses smiles understanding "poor thing, I'm afraid being attacked by a bear could do that"

I look at Steve confused.

"Yeah..."

"I wonder how a bear got there and then disappeared, just like that... I hope they find it" the nurse sighs.

"So do we"

"Well.. if you two need anything, call" with that she walks back out and I turn to look at Steve.

"A bear?" I ask.

"Don't look at me. Apparently, that's what Jason told the police," Steve says, "but.. are you okay? You were moving a lot, and I couldn't wake you"

"Just a nightmare" I answer.

"Wanna talk about it?" He offers and he kisses my hand.

"I... I was here... but so was Vecna. He was again holding me down and just kept telling me he would always find me. " I explain, holding his hands tightly, purposely leaving out the 'I'll kill your friends part'.

"Hey, hey," he makes me look at him. "He won't. He's dead, alright? Nancy made sure of it. Used all the bullets we got. He can't hurt you."

"I know... it.. it just felt so real" I say sadly.

"It's gonna be hard, but we're gonna get through this. Okay?" He kisses my hand once again.

"Okay." I squeeze his hand while I sit up. "But... isn't it too early? You, too, had to rest, you know"

"I couldn't leave you alone for too long," he smiles. "Plus, it seems I did the right thing"

"Yeah... gotta say you did. Thanks"

"No problem"

"You saw Eddie too?" I ask.

"Not yet. I basically just arrived."

"You think we can go together?" I ask, hoping he would finally let me out of this bed.

Steve scans me.

"Fine. But let me ask the nurse first, " Steve says, standing up and walking to the door, catching a nurse's attention, probably.

I start to pull myself out if bed, not waiting for Steve.

"I told you I'd ask the nurse first" I hear Steve walking back with an exasperated laugh.

"Too slow" I answer.

"Lean on me at least, you stubborn girl" he holds his arm out for me to take, and I do.

"Thanks, love"

I follow Steve through the hallways of the hospital until we get to Eddie's room.

To open is not Eddie, nor any of the nurses, but it's Eddie's uncle, Wayne. He seems surprised, but smiles anyway.

"I heard you should be resting, young lady" he playfully scolds me putting his hands in his hips.

I don't respond, instead I laugh and hug him. He hugs me back, he's careful, he doesn't want to hurt me I think.

"Hey, she's my girlfriend, man" Eddie playfully complains.

When he pulls away he smiles at me.

"I believe I should thank you" he tells me.

"What for?" I ask.

"Are you kidding?" It's his time to be confused "Eddie told me you basically saved his life"

"Oh... I... no I mean, that was nothing. He too... he too saved my life. Well.. we all saved each other's lives... basically" I stutter out.

"Oh no, he's right. We all should thank you actually" Steve intervenes.

"There's no need" I simply say, smiling at Wayne and walking to Eddie who's sitting on the bed, he looks so much better thankfully.

"Yes there is" Eddie says grabbing my hand and helping me sit on his bed.

"I mean it, kid, thank you." Wayne insists with his comforting smile. "Whatever you might need... you can ask me"

"Just say 'welcome', you know him, you won't make him change his mind" Eddie slightly nudges my shoulder.

"Yeah, I can see where your stubbornness comes from" I joke then turn to Wayne "I still think you don't have to thank me, but... you're welcome"

"I'll leave you three be" he says.

"There's no need Mr Munson, we came to see how Eddie's doing" Steve tries to make him stay.

"Don't worry about me, I'll just go grab some snacks and a coffee. God knows I need it. You two gave me quite the scare. If you didn't come in here on your own, I'd be on my way to you by now" he smiles again.

"Sorry" I chuckle.

There was a whole month where Eddie's van couldn't start so I offered to drive him, along with the others of course, and since he was the last one to be dropped off he often offered to hang out, that's how we bonded and how Wayne became uncle Wayne for me too.

"I'm just glad you're all fine. Oh, and you" he points his finger at Steve who looks taken aback, almost worried "call me Wayne"

"Alright, sir... uh.. Wayne" Steve chuckles.

When Wayne walks out Steve joins Eddie and I.

"So? How are you doing?" I ask Eddie.

"I'm completely fine, actually." He answers. "I'm just a little worried about the whole 'wanted for murder' thing.."

"Dustin intercepted the police talking and apparently Jason and his other goons talked to them and... well... you're not wanted anymore. The cops might still want to talk to you, though." Steve explains.

"Really?" I'm surprised, Steve nods and Eddie just sighs, relieved. "That's great"

"Yeah... never expected them of all people... but hey... after all that happened, I should not be surprised by anything anymore, " Eddie jokes

"No, I think we should all be surprised by this" I laugh.

"How about you, love?" Eddie asks.

"I'm fine. It's still painful, but I got used to it" I shrug, my eyes fixed on our hands together, but once I look back up I gasp, panicking.

Henry's in the room and he's looking at Eddie and Steve with so much hate I'm surprised they're not dead on the spot.

"Hey" Eddie gently shakes my hands, regaining my attention "you okay?"

"Yeah... yeah, I'm.. I'm good. Sorry" I stutter out, I don't want him to worry because I'm having stupid hallucinations.

"She had a nightmare" Steve blurts out.

"Steve!" I glare at him.

"You had a nightmare?" Eddie's concerned face turns to me, his hands caressing mine.

"Yeah..."

"Was... was it Vecna?" He carefully asks.

"Yeah... uh... can we talk about it later? I really don't feel like talking about it.. again" I say lowering my eye to our hands again.

"Sure... yeah, of course, sweetheart" Eddie says leaning down to find my eyes and smile at me.

"Thanks"

"So... what are we gonna do on our first date, uh?" Steve asks, changing the subject.

"I think... since she saved us all, Y/n should decide" Eddie proposes.

"No, no... it's our first date... ours, let's decide together. C'mon." I chuckle. They're so cute.

"Babe, do you realise what you've done?" Steve says, putting his hands on mine and Eddie's, I look at him confused.

"I... guys.. C'mon. I wasn't the only one doing something" I tell them.

"You're the one who risked her life the most."

"you ended up here too I see."

"That's because I'm stupid, love." Eddie jokes, earning a small laugh from me and a nod from Steve.

"You're not." I tell him "really. We all did our part, okay?"

"Love, listen" Eddie starts "Stop putting yourself down like this. Yes, we all did our part, but without you... without your courage we couldn't have done anything. He would've won. You put our lives before yours with no hesitation, we would be dead without you."

I shake my head, nervously smiling.

"You were the one at risk because he wanted you more." Steve continues "all his sick thoughts for you... his desires. You were risking so much more than any of us... and you still did it."

"How about..." I swallow "how about we each decide a part of the date? Like... uh... where to eat, what activity and when do it?"

I look at them, both of them smiling at me.

"Alright" Steve says squeezing my hand and kissing my cheek.

"That works, love" Eddie agrees.

"So... Eddie decides where to eat, Steve the activity and I decide when... since I'm still in pain... okay?" I ask.

"Perfect" they both say.

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"I missed you, my Queen"

I open my eyes immediately at the sound of his voice. I quickly sit up straight, taking in the red surroundings too.

Vecna's mind.

No.

Shit.

Not again.

"I told you, you'll never escape me" he says.

I turn to where the voice comes from, noticing his closeness and I immediately move back.

"Stay away!" I scream and try to stand up but my legs fail and I fall back on the ground. When I look back up I once again see the blonde man from my visions. That somehow scares me even more and I crawl away as far as I can, but his hand grabs my ankle pulling me to him.

"Did you warn them? Did you tell them not to touch you again?" He asks, voice full of disgust.

"I said, stay away!" I move my hand to push his away, but it just makes him grab me harder "please... please... leave me alone.." I sob.

He gently, but firmly, grabs both my hands, moves them so I have no choice but to lay on the ground, his weight on top of me makes it harder to move as he pushes my hands to the ground.

"Go away... go.. go away" I keep muttering as he leans down so his face is mere inches from mine.

"Sshh... it's okay." He tries to calm me down "I'm here to help you, my queen"

"No... no... please, stop... Please stop"

"Don't you see? I'm doing it for you" he kisses my cheek and gets back at looking at me, "I want to help you, like you did for me" he moves one of my hand to his face, his cheek "You were what got me going all that time in that prison, I wanted you in my world... you would make it so much better, I just know it. You heal me, without even trying"

I try to retract my hand, but his grip tightens.

"No, I don't want... I don't... want this... please"

"Your simple touch" he continues, ignoring my pleads "your simple touch alone would heal the deepest of my wounds"

I again retract my hand, this time he lets me and stands up, so I take the chance and crawl as far as I can, until my eyes find some behind him.

Oh no...

Steve and Eddie are tied up with a vine around their necks.

"NO!" I scream again. "No... no please let them go.. please"

"I warned you" he says before the vines start to tighten around their neck.

"Stop! Please, Henry..."

At the mention of his name his features soften, but the grip on Eddie and Steve doesn't loosen.

"I'm doing it for you, my love" he says.

All I can do is scream at him.

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"She'll be so happy to see you." Steve says to Eleven, Mike, Will and Jonathan as he leads them to Y/n's room "She's probably taking a nap."

"She must me exhausted" Will guesses.

"Is she.. is she alright, though?" El asks.

"She is... she had a nightmare last night. I'm afraid he's gonna haunt her for some time still" Steve answers sadly "I.. I don't know what to do"

"Be there for her, man." Jonathan suggests "it's what we all can do at the moment"

"Yeah," Will nods. "It's gonna be hard for her now. Support her as much as you can."

Steve nods.

As they near Y/n's room, they hear noises coming from inside. Muffled screams, bed moving..

Steve immediately panics and rushes to the room, the other close behind.

"Y/n?" Steve enters, eyes immediately on her.

She's tossing and turning and screaming. Steve's heart breaks at the sight.

"Love? It's me... it's Steve... c-can you hear me?" He tries to call her. "You're safe... I'm here... we're all here. He can't hurt you"

"Steve?" Mike calls him.

Steve turns his head towards Mike and notices everyone are looking past him, worried. He turns to look down and see blood all over Y/n's chest.

"Call someone!" He screams at the others, will and Jonathan both run out to look for a doctor or a nurse.

Once the doctor and nurses arrive, they tell everyone to just wait out because they need to take Y/n immediately to surgery.

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"Missed me already? I was about to..." Eddie starts as he hears the door opening and sees Steve coming in, but stops talking as soon as he sees his face. "What... what's going on?"

"Y/n.."

Eddie's blood runs cold immediately.

"What happened to her?"

"I... I think she was having another nightmare..." Steve explains, breathing heavily from crying, "she was tossing and turning... I.. I tried to call her, let her know that we were there... El and the other arrived this morning, but... she was screaming, Eddie... then she started to bleed, her wounds on her neck..."

Eddie doesn't know what to say, all kind of terrible thoughts floating in his head, he pulls Steve in a hug to help him calm down and to help himself calm down.

"The doctors took her to surgery... I.. I didn't know what to do. "

"She's strong... she's.. she's gonna get better... I know, I just know, " Eddie says, more to himself, actually, but he says it loud enough for Steve to hear too.

"She is.. I'm just scared, man, " Steve confesses."I don't know what to do without her. "

"Neither do I... but we won't have to find out... right? She... she'll be fine and she'll be here... in our arms sooner than we think... yeah?"

"Yeah, sooner than we think." Steve nods, still crying.

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My eyes snap open immediately, my breath heavy. I try to sit up. I want to rub my eyes but my hand are blocked somehow, I look down almost panicking, but as soon as I see Eddie and Steve holding gently my hands while sleeping with their heads on the bed my heart melts and I calm myself.

They must sense my movements because they jump up looking at me shocked.

"Oh my god, you're okay" Steve exclaims kissing me. That catches me off guard a little because it takes me a little to reciprocate and even when I'm about to he pulls away so Eddie could do the same.

"Holy shit... you scared the shit out of us, love" he says.

"What...why?" I ask, confused.

"You... you didn't realise what happened?" Eddie asks.

I only remember I was having a nightmare.

I shake my head no.

"I was coming to see you and when I arrive you were having another nightmare I think and you were tossing and turning and screaming and... you were bleeding so much they had to take you away." Steve quickly explain "I was so scared, love... so scared"

"How do you feel, though? Are you in pain? What.. what happened? Was that actually another nightmare?" Eddie keeps asking.

"I..."

"Let her breath, Munson" Steve chuckles.

"Sorry, sweetheart"

I move my hand to cup his cheek wiping away some tears.

"I'm okay... no worse or better than before, I think..." I look down" I was... I was having another nightmare, yes."

"Oh love" Steve leans down to kiss my hand. "Again?"

"Yes... uh... still Vecna... still couldn't move, but... but.. this time you were there and... you were dying" I say, my voice trembling.

"We're here... we're safe, and so are you, okay?" Eddie comforts me.

"Yes..." I say "yes, you're right... it just felt so real"

I hear a knock on the door and I flinch at the sound, Eddie reassuringly squeezes my hand.

" can we come in?" A familiar voice asks.

"I hope you're in the mood for a visit, love"

"Who is it?"

"Come in" Steve says and from the door I see El, Mike, Will ans Jonathan walking in. My eyes light up as I see them.

"Oh my god" I say opening my arms for El, who carefully hugs me tight.

"I'm so happy you're okay" she says.

"I'm happy you're okay too" I pull away to look at her "when I woke up I didn't know what happened to you and... I was so worried"

"I'm okay. He's dead now. Trust me" she says, she probably knows about the nightmares, maybe from Steve, so she says it firmly.

"Hey you guys" I greet the three boys.

"We missed you" Will come sit next to me.

"So did I"

"You're gonna have a cool scar there, when it's healed" Mike comments, making me laugh, he always had a weird way of reassuring people.

"One that matches her side's" Will agrees.

"On your side?" Eddie asks "what... what happened?"

"I'll tell you later, love" I smile at him noticing his worried look, that he tries to hide behind a chuckle.

"Alright"

El and I just stare at each other, I can't believe she's actually here, I should've expected it though.

"Okay guys, let's leave them alone a bit, uh?" Steve says standing up and leading everyone to the door.

"If you need anything..." Eddie starts.

"Call us, alright?" Steve finishes.

"Aaw look at you finishing each other sentences" I tease them, they roll their eyes at me and leave.

"Okay... now, I need you to tell me... what happened?" I turn to look at El, holding her hands in mine.

"It's a long story" she says.

"I don't care, I want to hear it" I chuckle.

"Dr. Owens told me about a threat to our world and that if I didn't stop it you all would've been in danger"

I nod in understanding as she keeps talking.

"He told me he could've helped me get my powers back. We got into this... uh... facility and he was there"

"Who was there?"

"Papa"

"Brenner is still alive?" I ask, pretty shocked.

"Not anymore. He helped me remember something from when I was at the lab... with other children and that helped me get my powers back." She explains.

"Your time at the lab? With Henry?"

She nods.

"Do... do you remember anyone looking like... like me?" I ask, even though I'm scared of the answer. She looks at me, studies me then nods.

"Alright" I take a deep breath, to calm my nerves. "He... he said.. he said you sent me here... is that true?"

"No, I remember seeing her running away from him, but I don't know where she went then" she tells me. "I don't know... If I did it... I'm so sorry if I did... I'm so very sorry, Y/n"

I see her starting to cry so I immediately pull her in a hug and just rub her back.

"Hey, hey, it's okay, I'm sure it's not your fault, okay?" I sweetly tell her "we're okay, now. That's important"

She nods and pulls away to look at me. When I look at her I see her with a vine around her neck squeezing tightly.

I shake my head and she's back to normal, I close my eyes to regain some control.

"You're having nightmares." It's more of a statement than a question, so I nod.

"They all seem so real" I say "he's alive and he cages me. Everytime and I can't escape"

Eleven opens her mouth to answer but gets interrupted by the door opening.

"Hey" Jonathan shyly enters the room "I'm sorry to interrupt, but we have to go. It's getting dark and she's still wanted.."

"You're wanted? What?" I exclaimed.

"Another long story... I'll tell you next time" she says hugging me.

"You better." I scold her "Please be careful"

"Don't worry" she smile reassuringly "and the nightmares will stop... I promise"

I smile back at her and she leaves the room, at least smiling.

"Take care of her, please?" I ask Jonathan.

"She's safe, don't worry." He assures me "you, on the other hand, get better, uh? And stop being a hero"

"Yes, sir" I chuckle. "See you"he waves his hand and leaves too.

I take a deep breath, before Eddie and Steve walk back into the room.

"Hey."

"Hi, sweetheart"

"Hello, my boys" I hold my hands out for them to take and sit next to me. "What time is it?"

"It's almost 9" Steve answers.

"So late?"

"Why? You got a date we don't know about?" Steve jokes.

"I just don't want my boys to not get enough rest" I say.

"You're the one to talk" Eddie scoffs. "Look at her, Harrington, risks her life, gets attacked, almost dies, and she worries about us... unbelievable"

"I agree, Munson, unbelievable" Steve nods.

I laugh at their antics and just lean a bit back on the cushion.

"Want us to leave you rest, love?" Eddie's teasing tone is replaced by his sweet one. I shake my head, I don't want them to leave.

Hell... I don't really want to fall asleep at all.

"You need to get some sleep, love" Steve says, as is he could read my mind.

I just sigh, defeated.

"Hey" Eddie makes me look at him "Hey, I know you are scared, but don't let him win this. He lost. We've beaten him... he can't do anything to you, or to us. Okay?"

"You don't know how real they feel" I whisper, my voice breaks "even when I'm awake... and... it's too fucking real..."

"Love..."

"It's like he's inside my head. Like he said... he will always find me. " I finish, tears threatening to spill.

"He won't have you. Alright?" Steve firmly says.

"How can you be sure?"

"We saw the fucking body, dead. Unmoving." Steve looks intensely in my eyes. "We burned it, we shot him. We made sure the asshole was dead before running back. We made sure. I'll have Robin and Nancy tell you the same thing. Hell... I myself will tell you over and over again. Those are just nightmares, that's not real. We're here" he pulls my hand to his face kissing it "we're here, love." He says the last part with tears in his eyes.

"I'm sorry... I..." I start, but Eddie's shaking head cuts me off.

"No, you have nothing to be sorry for, Y/n. We're here for you. Always." He says kissing my other hand.

"I'm just... when I see you... I see you dying... him killing you, I just... I just can't... I saw El too... I want it to stop" tears run free now, I can't stop them.

"Sweetheart," Eddie wipe away some of the tears on my face to make to look at him "it's gonna take a while before these nightmares stop, I'm not gonna say some way-too-optimistic bullshit you're not gonna believe anyway." He lightly chuckle seeing me nodding in agreement "but one thing I can say: we're here. All of us, all your family is here for you. You're not alone. It's gonna be hard, but this will stop"

I look at him, then at Steve studying his expression. He looks at me worried, but smiles to let me know he agrees with every word Eddie just said.

"Okay..." I say quietly.

"Yeah? Do you actually believe me, or do you just want to shut me up?" Eddie asks, trying to joke.

"Which, honestly, would be understandable" Steve comments with a teasing grin.

"Thanks, Harrington" Eddie sarcastically replies.

I laugh and they look at me with so much admiration it makes me melt and blush too.

"I do believe you... thank you. Both of you"

"You don't have to thank us, sweetheart" Eddie winks.

"No, if you have to thank me, then I have to thank you for this, alright. It means a lot to me, " I firmly say, almost glaring at them.

"Alright" Steve smile sweetly at me.

"You're welcome, my love" Eddie too smiles at me.

"And also... you'd never be his queen" Steve says confidently "you'll always be our queen"

"Shut it, Harrington" I playfully shove him, he gently grabs my hand and kiss it, once again.

"He's right, though" Eddie smirks "You're our queen"

"You guys are terrible"

"You love us" they both say.

I roll my eyes playfully.

"Now, try and get some sleep." Steve says.

I take a deep breath, anxiety starts to fill my mind.

"Hey," Eddie says. "It's all good, love. I still have to get back to my room tonight, but Stevie here will be with you all night. You're not alone"

"Okay... yeah... okay... thanks..." I take a deep breath and lay down on the bed.

"Everything will get better soon" Steve whispers to me as he kisses my head.

I close my eyes, they are still holding my hand, I breath deeply to calm my nerves and slowly I fall asleep.

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[minimoefoe]

first attempt at crocheting the doctor!

(progress pics and thoughts under the cut)

I feel like overall, for a first attempt, I kinda killed it but I have many thoughts about what I wanna do better/different next time and uh imma just list them all here bc I want to kinda document my progress/ideas and this is the easiest way to do it..

I did the hair last and I'm tryna figure out if that was a mistake or not. bc while it's mostly pretty easy, it's very boring and I wanted to just speed through it to get her completed which resulted in me kinda speed cutting it and it ended up not looking That amazing. next time I'm defo gonna force myself to just be chill with it and take my time. I also think I need to space out rhe hair at a certain point bc it's very bulky and I didn't even completely fill in the back of the head

I think the shoes are different sizes which.. idk how or why. I guess I just didn't count right and apparently I'm blind bc I coulda sworn they were the same size when I compared them. Future me needs to count!!

The socks look decent from the front but they are literally chains wrapped around the leg and tied at the back so the back is... kinda a mess. Think I want to try and actually crochet the leg in sock colours next time instead of attaching it

The trousers are slightly big but they mostly work okay. Especially with the shirt tucked underneath and the suspenders kinda holding them. I think if I made them smaller there was a chance they'd be too small but I might try it next time just to test it

The suspenders are kinda good kinda meh. I kinda want to make them thicker than just a chain but I think it looks okay as they are, it's just attaching them better that I need to figure out bc it's a bit of a mess.

The tshirt is probs the worst thing going on here other than the hair bc obviously the stripes are shocking (which is all on me bc I winged it and honeslty it was going well at first but then bc of the way the stitches are at a certain point it got kinda fucked up). I think I'm gonna have to just try a couple of different things for the stripes and see what works best. atm I'm thinking I could just do a strand or two of yarn attached at each end of the shirt (or maybe wrapped the whole way round) rather than the weaving in and out that I did here

as for the actual t-shirt itself, it's far too big. the back of the shirt is pulled together to make it less baggy. I think I can just lessen the number of stitches in the tutorial I followed and it should hopefully be fine. might have to do a couple of attempts to really figure it out tho. I should also check the tutorial for the shirt that's actually for this doll bc the tutorial I folloeed was for a different doll which I'm sure didn't help (but the reason I ended up using a different onein the first place is bc the other tutorial for clothes that they had were just needlessly complicated so when I found a good trouser pattern I just stuck with them and did their shirt pattern too)

I like the idea of making the shirt so that it can be taken on and off and be switched with different shirts so that's something I also want to look into figuring out. And if I do that, I would need to make the arms of the doll white bc with 13's short sleeved shirts she always has a white long sleeve underneath and I wanna get it as accurate as I can

Currently I don't have plans to do a coat bc its jsut extra work I cba with (and also I prefer coatless 13 anyways) but at some point I might try and figure something out. Also might do the prison outfit at some point but it's not a priority rn

I think my next plan of action is to literally just make a new base doll (or two) and then start making pieces of clothes to put on them as practice. and I say or two bc if I make one shirt and attach it and then have ideas for making it better, I'll be able to just do that straight away bc I'll have a base doll ready yknow. I also bought a ball of yarn that I intend to use for a 15th doctor doll, but idk what outfit of his I wanna do yet. I'm thinking the organe one but the stripes on 13's shirt were a struggle so I feel like the stripes on 15's orange shirt will be a nightmare. we'll see I guess. will probs make the base doll soon

#nat knits #thirteenth doctor #doctor who

[justasecretwriter]

H-Hi um… I hope I’m not bugging you b-b-but I have another re-request… Loki x reader w-w-where normally Loki instigates sex with the r-reader but sh-she feels more c-confident about herself w-with Loki so sh-she decides th-that she’s going t-to try it. S-So they go out on a d-d-date and though bashfully sh-she whispers n-naughty things to him. S-So he playfully punishes and teases her for h-hiding this side of her and th-then rewards her a-a-at home? Sweet a-a-aftercare of course.

I h-hope you a-are having a g-good day and are staying hydrated.

-🧁 Cupcake Anon

Title | Teasing

Summary | Reader and Loki have a regularly scheduled date night, but tonight is special because Reader wants to finally initiate things herself.

Pairings | Loki Laufeyson x Female Reader

Genre | Smut

Story Warnings/Kinks | Teasing, Cursing, Sex, Spanking, Light Degradation (if you squint), Begging, Praise, Nice Aftercare

Translations | None.

Author's Note | Another story written for my lovie! I hope you enjoy it and I'm sorry it has taken so long. I'm trying to hop back on the wagon, but it feels like it's been one thing after another the last few weeks. My goat died, my classes started, I got the flu, and then had to get a sort of out-of-the-blue surgery (not related to having the flu). Hopefully, things will smooth out soon and I'll be back to 100%. Until then, here is my gift to you 💚

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"Nope, nope, no! It is date night!" She cried, nearly stomping. "You are not canceling date night! Tell Thor to fuck off."

He raised a brow at her, trying not to snicker at her sassiness. “I am not canceling date night, my sassy little goddess. I simply mean to postpone it, by merely an hour.”

“No!” She stomped. “Tell him no, you can do it tomorrow.”

She slid into her heels and started heading for the door of their apartment in the Avenger’s tower. “I’ll be in the car.”

Five minutes later Loki joined her in the said car and grabbed her hand as he started the engine. “I’m sorry, okay?”

Y/N sighed. “Just promise this will actually be a full, and real date. That we’re not going to change plans or leave early because of some superhero bullshit?”

“I promise.”

Nodding, she decided to just accept his promise, and not push any further. She’d been planning this date for a week. They had picked out a really nice restaurant and she even went shopping for a new dress to wear. She had even blushed in embarrassment ten times over coming up with a plan for after the date. Loki always made the decisions as far as sex went, and she never had a problem with that, but it was her turn now.

She blushed in the car just thinking about it.

As they drove, his hand moved from her hand to her thigh, without him even seeming to notice. He always drove like this, and always had a hand on her somewhere. It made her blush in some situations; like when they were in team meetings and he refused to let go of her, but in situations like this, it made her feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

He was all hers, and she was drunk on the thought.

When they pulled up to the restaurant, Loki handed the keys off to the valet and took Y/N’s hand. It was one of those black-tie-only restaurants and they’d never been. When they first started dating, she had made it her job to catch Loki up in Midgaurdian culture, and that included food. So, they sat down and made a long list of places they wanted to eat at, and this was on the list.

It smelled of tomato sauce and pasta when they walked in and Loki gave them their reservation. Sitting at a private booth, Loki wrapped his arm around Y/N’s waist and pulled her close.

“I love you, darling.” He whispered, kissing the side of her face.

“Yeah?” She murmured, kissing him back and setting her plan into action. “Gonna prove it after we get home?” She kissed his ear and he raised a brow at her.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

“Mhm,” She murmured, kissing him again before she heard someone clear their throat.

Turning, the waiter smiled awkwardly and set two menus in front of them. “Can I get you started with something to drink?” His Italian accent was heavy.

“How about a bottle of red wine, the best you’ve got?” Loki said, grinning. Red wine was Y/N’s favorite, as he’d learned pretty early on. She had a glass of it nearly every night and anytime that Tony teased her, she reminded him that it was good for the heart and she definitely wasn’t an alcoholic.

“Red wine,” The waiter repeated, and then looked back. “Any appetizers?”

“No thank you,” Loki answered, after looking to Y/N to check. The waiter left them to look over the menu but she soon realized it was all in Italian.

“Loki, I can’t read this.” She whispered.

“Fret not, I can.”

“Is there a language you don’t speak?”

He thought for a minute. “Never got around to learning Hindi. Perhaps, I should do that.”

She laughed and then leaned close. “Well, you’ve proven over and over that you speak French pretty fluently.” She kissed his ear, trying her hardest to be seductive and not awkward. “Especially between my legs,”

She felt him smirking but she couldn't help her face from heating up.

"Are you trying to hint at something, pet?" His tone sent shivers down her spine as she avoided his eyes.

"I'm merely stating facts." She replied, begging with everything in her that she sounded sly and seductive and not as awkward as she felt.

She had never once tried to seduce anyone. Hopefully, it wasn't painfully obvious.

His fingers brushed along her leg, crawling towards the inside of her thigh and she started cursing herself for buying such a ridiculously short dress.

Suddenly, saving her from continuing into the situation she wouldn't have been able to refuse, the waiter showed back up and poured them two glasses of wine. He set the bottle in the middle of the table and looked at them.

"Ready to order?"

Panicked, she suddenly remembered she hadn't picked anything because she couldn't read the menu.

"Uhh—"

"We'll take a Minestrone soup and spaghetti." Loki interrupted, smiling politely as he handed the waiter their menus.

Once he had taken them and left, she turned to Loki. "I hope the spaghetti is for me."

"It is." He said, smirking before leaning towards her. "Now where were we?"

Before she could protest that they were in public, he captured her lips, stealing her breath.

"Gee, might as well just fuck me right here on the table." She murmured when he started devouring her neck.

"Oh darling, I just might."

She reached down, rubbing his length through his black pants and making him moan.

"That's usually my move."

"Mine now,"

Wondering how much she could truly get away with before he noticed something was up with her abnormal amount of confidence, she grabbed his hair to pull him closer.

"What has gotten into you?" He whispered against her lips. "Or where has this brazen side of you been all this time?"

She pulled back, blushing and trying to slow her racing heart.

Brushing a hair behind her ear, Loki smiled. "Don't be shy now, I'm just surprised you've had this confidence hiding from me. Fret now, I like it."

He teased her about it for a few minutes before the server came with their food. After that, he was too busy bragging about the soup to tease her.

It wasn't until the car ride that she felt she should pick the flirting back up to make sure he knew what she wanted.

"We didn't get dessert." She whined.

"Oh, I'm sorry darling, it totally slipped my mind." He grabbed her hand and kissed it as he apologized.

"You could be my dessert." She suggested shyly, feeling her face immediately heat up as the words left her mouth.

"That's not a bad idea, pet." He turned to her as they stopped at a red light, and ran his thumb over her chin.

"But honestly, where has this side of you been, my little minx?"

Blushing even harder, she leaned into his hand and hummed. He kept his hand somewhere on her the entire way home.

It wasn't until they were in the safety of their shared bedroom that he really began his teasing. Grabbing her hips as he kissed her

“That is a wonderful idea, pet.” He purred before reaching down to firmly place his palm on her thigh. He held it the entire rest of the drive, but it wasn’t until they had made it into their shared bedroom that he unleashed the real teasing.

Grabbing her hips and kissing her feverishly, Loki pushed Y/N against the bed as soon as they were inside. She whined as he pushed himself against her, making them both fall to the bed.

“Wait, wait,” She panted, wanting to talk for a minute before they got into it.

“Oh no,” He growled, snapping their clothes away. “You teased me and showed you’d been hiding such a scandalous side to yourself. Now I’m going to punish you for hiding from me.”

She whimpered as his fingers trailed down her side and then dug into her thighs. “What are you gonna do?” She whispered.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” He slapped her thigh lightly, making her gasp as the heat rushed to her core. “Roll over.”

His commanding voice made the moan spilling from her lips impossible to cover. Following his orders and rolling onto her stomach, she tried to shiver at the feeling of his hands softly scratching down her back and butt.

“You’ve been hiding such a brazen piece of yourself. And for that, you will pay."

She squealed as his hand connected with her butt, releasing a slapping noise across the room.

"I'm sorry!" She immediately babbled as he spanked her again.

"Are you going to hide from me anymore?"

"No! No! I promise!" He hit her again, making her moan his name as her thighs soaked even more.

He rolled her into her back, leaning down and kissing her belly, right above her belly button. He kissed up, in the valley between her breast and then her throat, sucking dark circles in.

"Loki," She moaned, grabbing his dark curls.

He pushed into her lips, kissing her passionately while laying his body flat against hers.

Reaching in between them, he rubbed her clit, which soaked his fingers. Y/N's mouth opened with a loud moan and Loki bit her bottom lip, growling and kissing her open mouth again.

"There you go," He encouraged. "Moan for me,"

"Oh god!" She whined loudly, feeling all her nerves come alive. "Loki, please!"

"Aw, please what darling?" His condescending voice whispered into her ear.

"Fuck me!" She groaned, grinding against his fingers desperately. "Please, please, Loki! Fuck me!"

"So demanding…" He teased, rubbing his hard cock between her folds slowly before using it to touch her clit. "But you did say please."

He prodded her entrance experimentally, watching her face contorted in pleasure as her mouth opened in silent moans. Testing her bounds, he pushed into her slowly.

She tossed her head back and nearly screamed as she gripped his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his hips.

"Yes! Harder!"

He pushed his hips into hers faster and moaned into her ear, unable to control himself.

"Fuck you're so tight. My own little goddess."

Kissing her neck, Loki couldn't help but whisper how much he loved her and how good she felt wrapped around him tightly.

"Loki! You're gonna make me cum!" She moaned loudly, whimpering every time he sunk his teeth into her neck and moaned. Loki was never one to be quiet during sex, and he sure didn't change that tonight. Letting out a symphony of groans and praises, he made sure that with every snap of his hips, his pelvic bone brushed against her clit.

"Fuck! So tight, so tight! Such a good girl for me, Y/N."

She whimpered and clung to him tighter, her eyes rolling back with every wave of pleasure he drowned her in. She knew teasing him a the restaurant would cause some sort of reaction, but had she known it would make him fuck her like this, she would have never stopped.

"When you cum," She whispered in his ear, moaning. "I want it to be inside me."

His hips stuttered momentarily and then he was drilling into her harder, grabbing the headboard for support as he moaned.

"Jesus Christ, Y/N, are you trying to kill me?"

She'd never asked him to cum inside before, and he never had, but she'd been on birth control (because duh) and had been thinking about it for a while before she finally decided she wanted to know what it felt like.

Wondering how far his newly-discovered kink for this went, she leaned up and bit his ear before whispering, "I want you to put a baby in me."

"Oh fuck!" She watched his eyes roll back as he fucked her indescribably harder while wrapping his arms around her.

"Y/N if you don't stop that, I'm going to cum too quickly."

"Do it. Cum in me, please. Please, Loki!" She'd been on the edge for minutes but knew his golden rule was that they cum together.

Groaning and moving to grab her hips with bruise-inducing strength, Loki was panting with desperation. He moved his thumb down and started rubbing circles into her clit, making Y/N cry out and moan his name.

As they both saw stars, Loki bit her neck and moaned while Y/N silently screamed, her core shaking and clinging to him. She would never get used to cumming with Loki, it got more intense each time. But feeling him cum inside her? There was nothing better.

For a few minutes, the only sound was their panting as they clung to each other, waiting for their high to dissipate.

Finally, Loki pulled his head back and gazed at Y/N lovingly, smiling and pulling his fingers through her hair.

"I love you." Was the first thing he whispered, nuzzling his nose against hers.

"I love you more."

"Are you okay? I wasn't too rough, was I?"

"I told you, I like it rough." She reminded him.

Kissing her gently, his heart swelled when he felt her smile against his lips. Those little smiles were what got him through hard days.

"Want me to clean you without magic?" He knew she loved that.

She smiled again, nodding. "Mhm,"

As he slid out of her with a groan and went to stand up, she dragged her hand down his bare chest and abs, soaking in his godly physique.

He came back with a cold glass of water and a warm, damp rag. Nudging her legs open, he cleaned her gently but thoroughly, making her whimper with sensitivity.

Making her sit up, be lifted the glass to her hands. "Drink,"

His voice was soft yet still authoritative as to make her listen and gulp down most of the glass. He did a slow and thorough examination of all the places he'd left on her.

Her hips had bruises from his long, skinny fingers starting to form. Using his Frost Giant abilities to cool his hands, he pressed into the bruises, using his fingers as ice packs.

Y/N sighed, relaxing into the mattress, and Loki laid his head on her chest.

"I love you." He whispered again, hoping he could somehow convey how much she truly meant to him.

"I love you more." She whispered back, hoping just the same.

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[eisforeidolon]

Question: Hi, my question is do you miss the pranks?

Jared: I miss everything.

Audience: Awww.

Jared: I do! But it's - I get it, there's certainly a bit of 'awww'. But in a funny way he and I had some version of this conversation for years before Supernatural aired its final episode. It's one of those absence makes the heart grow fonder? [Jensen nods] And to leave something as it stood that we were so proud of, and want more of? There's a certain romance to it. You know, it's like if you're a kid and you go to camp or something and it's five days, but you make new friends and you're gonna be best friends forever and then you go your separate ways. But you're so much better for having had it, and the idea that maybe it can happen again [pauses to look pointedly at the audience]. Which I, anyways -[starts to say something to Jensen, stops, realizing he forgot to take mic away] oh shit, I thought -

Jensen: [laughs] You can't tell me a secret like this [holds up hand next to mic] and not take the mic away! Tell me later.

Jared: I will. I miss it all, but I don't miss - it's not, it's not painful for me? It's like a really, in a strange way, because I'm very nostalgic? I have shit that I should have thrown away years ago [points at Jensen] he can vouch for it. [Jensen nods and rolls his eyes] Whether it's clothing or call sheets, so I miss it but in a very wonderful light. And hopefully we get to, you know -

Jensen: I'll say I'll never be happy that it ... ended, that the show came to an end. I'm not, you know, 'Thank God that's over!' I'll never feel that way. But I am very content in how it came to, like, that we did those fifteen years and that we ended - and I'm not talking story, I'm talking the way that we were - like you said pranks, so I'm thinking about, outside of the way the story - the way that we all walked away with our heads held high and you know, there was so much love within that set, that's something I'll always be very proud of? And something I will always miss. Yeah, I miss the pranks, I miss just walking on set in the morning and saying hi to everybody. I miss getting breakfast at The Green Machine. I miss going into the hair and makeup trailer and saying hi to all the ladies and - I miss it all, there's so much, I mean, it's a long list of things that I miss doing that I did for many many years. But it juststill makes me look back on it and it makes me that much more proud of what we did and that time we had together because it will always make me smile.

#jibcon 13 #J2 Saturday panel

[sourseat]

we're 1/4 through the year its time to check in with the goals and vibes

this post is so long

so tbh i haven't been thinking much about the goals and vibes i set at the start of the year. in fact rereading them there are many i had forgotten about lol. so let's revisit

theme no. 1 was self-assurance. i was feeling insecure last year apparently (how quickly i forget...) and wanted to feel solid in myself. i think this is feeling good! i'm not sure it needs to be theme no. 1 anymore! but i'll keep it because it is nice to feel self-assured. feeling insecure is not pleasant.

theme 2 was consume less. this is pretty good and remains a theme i am vibing with

third theme is let go of clinging to / craving stability and certainty. yeah i think i have integrated this. stability is something i might pursue but not something i will expect.

and the goals

join a choir / sing regularly in some form - nixed for now. not vibing.

do at least one overnight camping hike (hopefully more) - okay its so windy here maybe i'll hike and stay in huts or something idk about camping. we'll see!!

go to the pole studio in the town i'll be living in and suss the vibe. if the vibe is good enroll in classes! - i haven't been to the one closest to me yet!! but i will soon and have been to another studio so :)

keep journaling (i've journaled each day this year!) or at least remember journaling is there, and is helpful (i've noticed i tend to journal a lot in Jan and then stop) - i have kept up the journaling! not every day but at least a few times a week.

figure out how i want to have meditation in my life - a work in progress but this is moving up the priority list rn. i have been anxious. meditation helps w that for me.

sort out my digital archives - i haven't started this and the thought of doing so is deeply overwhelming in the terrible way where it gets more overwhelming the longer i wait

finish editing all my half edited videos - : / nope and i'm about to lose access to premiere pro so !! ???

read more poetry, memorise 3 poems (i'm memorising the raven at the moment, it is so long that it might take me all year) - i forgot about this lol, i'm kinda still into it but its low on the list

do PhD revisions and be finished with the phd for REAL - i submitted a draft to my supervisor! nearly done :)

write (at least) one article based on the phd (a reluctant goal. i must.) - feeling confident i will do this due to the environment i am in!

okay some good goals in here. i have been thinking i wanna do some prioritisaiton. that is a long list of goals up there. too many. so here are the ones i am gonna keep in mind for now

Work + career development - stay on top of my job, submit articles, apply for conferences. i am gonna have to keep living for my whole life somehow so i'd best use this time to set myself up to be able to get a job in this field i have spent a bunch of time in.

Meditation + journaling - really wanna get a good vibe with meditation again. Still unsure what this will look like but will prioritise figuring it out.

Organising - there's a genocide happening and I'm not doing shit. wanna get connected with organising communities here. weird being in a new place and not knowing anyone.

Pole + stretching - feeling strong in pole classes recently has felt sooooo good! And dancing... I love it. I think there's not much else in my life here yet that brings that level of joy.

Maintain relationships w people in Aus - this is like a time consuming thing that requires thought! I somehow did not foresee this! And I do want to prioritise it. Messaging people, scheduling calls, this kinda thing. I don't really like messaging generally lol so, it is on the list!!

Travel - I want to see Ireland and Europe while I'm here! And can already sense how easy it will be for two years to pass without me going anywhere.

And backburner goals

Do an overnight hike

Sort out my digital archives

Read + memorise more poetry.

#resolutions

[hummingbird-games]

Dev Diaries

April 4th, 2024

😃When did writing updates become such a chore to me??? I remember when I was excited to share what I was doing, grrrrrrrrrr...

Well. Here's what's happening in Gemini World:

The Knight Dance HOPEFULLY will go live this month because the team and I are entering it in the Amare Festival. I really want y'all to play this game but I also have been working on it for so long that I want to check it off my list lol.

Please check Ko-fi for free posts (and if I'm not posting enough HSD on Tumblr, which, I'M SO SORRY!!!) The most recent thing I threw in the queue was a certain student's I.D. card 👀 but I have plans to put everyone's on there!

HSD: JY #2 is getting its updated, non-snapshot demo this summer! Also, I'd like to clear up some confusion. As awesome as it would be, the full game is not coming out this year. The focus is to put out this last demo and then hunker down and finish writing. As of this post, I decided to write Ryan's full route from top to bottom. His common route content and Billie's are the only finished ones (and may or may not make an appearance in the upcoming demo. lol idk yet). However, Ryan's route has been crystalized in my mind for MONTHS so I figure we'll get my boy out the way so I can focus on the rest of the children 🥲Remember, Florence still doesn't have an outline and das not good....

One of the things I want to be better about with this sequel is embracing the spectrum that is asexuality and aromanticism. I did...something with the first game ☠️ but I feel like the rep could have been better in a lot of places (and I identify as ace, not aro, so I KNOW rep could have been better 🤧)

Having a friendship route was a solid decision, and even if most players didn't fool with it, a few let me know that they played HSD #1 for that feature. Which is cool because I'm tired of playing games that make ending up with a friend character a consolation. FRIENDSHIP IS NOT A CONSOLATION!!!

That said, there are STILL so many things that I won't be able touch on in HSD #2, but I don't claim to be the authority on any sexuality. The above screen is only seen in the friendship route and gives flavor dialogue that can help players define their MC. As someone who came into her asexuality waaaay past her HS and college days, I didn't have the representation to better explain and understand myself, so. Yup.

Alsoooo while we're going on about this sequel, no spoilers but even if you pick a romance route, you're not safe from friend angst 🤷🏽‍♀️Now, if your MC is directly affected or just a poor bystander...?👀🔍

And that's it! April is gonna be SO MUCH FUN because so many game updates are dropping

Our Wonderland finale *sob*

TCT DLC bonus stories

Date With Death DLC Kickstarter

chapter 7 release date announcement for College Craze

Breathless Winds release

And other stuff I probably forgot! So yeah. Heading to work now, but I hope all of y'all have a great day/night, and I'll see you in the next update! 💛

- Gemini

#game development #gamedev #updates and things #the knight dance #high school daze: junior year 2 #( I did not check this for typos sooo that's a problem for future gem!!)

[nctstar]

life update <3

hi everyone!

just thought I'd do a little update here now that surprisingly, my blog is gaining a lot more attention than I thought it would (really appreciate it!). as I probably hinted at earlier, I am a full-time student but I'm actually graduating VERY soon (literally in a few hours!!!). anyways, long story short, my life is changing and it's scary and exciting all at the same time. despite all this, I really have so enjoyed writing for this blog and I'm still a big nctzen and I wanna continue, but I've come to realise I probably need a biiit more structure, especially now that I'm getting a lot of requests too :D so I'm gonna list out a few things below that I'll hopefully be able to follow into the new year.

if you send me a request, I will try to finish it within 2 weeks. It would really be nice if you specified if you want a text post or fic, but if not I'll assume that's up to me :)

the requests in my inbox so far I will try to finish this month so that we can all follow that ^ properly in the new year.

i will try to update the ongoing series (labyrinth being the only one rn) 1-4 times a month, depending on how busy I am that particular month.

appreciate you all and feel free to send asks/requests or just random thoughts, this is a safe space and I would love to be friends :)

i will also make a carrd so you guys can get to know me better but for the record if you have instagram you can follow me there (I make nct edits) @/l4vendersun.

#lav speaks! #can't believe i'm writing this before i literally GRADUATE #LMAO #my priorities are wack sometimes #but had to get this off my chest #i'm nervous for some reason! #wearing heels for the first time in ages #i hope i don't trip on stage???

[spacedinosaur2000]

Ayo, I forgot to make this post when I Initially had this issue but a while ago I was in the Red financially. Still am in a weird place financially, So I decided to make a master list of places where you can support me if you can.

I hate to E-beg AND I hate to describe how some of these I've been trying to monetize cause it makes me sound like a greedy person. I still work on art and videos regardless but I do always hope I get a paying job doing what I love as other have also expressed. Down below will be some relevant Links.

A while ago I Think I turned on donations, so that helps, obviously I wanted to have that on while I had lots of projects completed to post here as I prefer to have works that people can support and decide "I like this guys art/videos/etc I'll throw some money his way to fund the next projects etc".

Other places include:

Donate to my Ko-Fi:

Also I forgot I still had a commission thing opened here, I'll still do it but it'll be small character portraits.

My Website:

Nothing is Monetized but it is gonna be THE place that will eventually host all my stuff. So Far I have a portfolio page for potential Jobs, and I am currently working on a commission page. Other pages in the works are a full Art Gallery, hopefully a Video gallery and etc.

My YouTube:

Videos and Short animated films. This one I will encourage a lot of follows and views in the hopes I can turn on Ad Revenue. If not, I'm still making things for this channel and again even if there isn't any money donated to me in some way, I am fine with just people viewing my stuff.

Follow My Twitter:

Not sure how this will help but uhhhhh this at least gives you some insight on what I'm working on maybe.

My Webcomic The Buggs:

Just following it and reading it helps, although I'm not sure how long I'll support this, would monetize it but I need a certain number of followers but I might be archiving this on my website soon.

Reminder Im not gonna pressure anyone to donate money but if you have any money to spare, like my work and want to help out you can. and If not, I'm always working on stuff and bookmarking my website, watching and sharing my vids or art are equally valid.

#My Posts

[tiredassmage]

back at it again at the krispy kreme. I, unsurprisingly, caught "miss my boy [the fictional guy that lives in my head 24/7]" disease again, so I went back to [we've lost count of which playthru I'm on] and I think. Tyr and Kaliyo are just kinda neat. So I'm gonna subject everyone to chewing on it on main, lol.

There's elements of them that maybe shouldn't work out, but in the end, I find them so damn interesting because despite appearances on the surface, something about them works out for one another. They have their differences, but in the long-run, they find some kind of... understanding, I suppose I'd call it?

And neither of them will usually really say it directly - Tyr is used to having to veil his feelings between the lines and Kaliyo would at least feign some repulsed feelings about getting too damn sappy, in turn - but that's... really valuable to them, especially later on.

Now, I think it'd be fair to say that there's a part of him that isn't exactly thrilled Keeper suggests her as an asset on Hutta, and he's not particularly convinced she's worth the risk long-term, but his respect for Keeper trumps his personal hesitations. He sees what Keeper's getting at: she has some sort of potential value, and Intelligence isn't in the business of being wasteful of potential resources.

They very quickly establish some sort of quick impressions that aren't the most flattering. She says she's bound to learn something about him at Fa'athra's palace (and, to be frank, she does - and she's not even wrong) and Kaliyo does leave herself open to Tyr's tactical assessment after they leave Hutta that does leave him bluntly telling her he thinks she's the type to get herself killed if the job doesn't do it first.

So they're by no means fast friends. But they see use for each other. I don't think there's ever a time where he's convinced or entirely oblivious to the likelihood of Kaliyo using her new relationship with Imperial Intelligence to make herself funds or what have you on the side, as comes up later in her companion quests. But I'll also say he does discourage Lokin from meddling too deeply with the crew's affairs. Which I suppose sort of jumps around on the idea of there being any trust between these two, but if you can stick with me, I'm... trying to paint a broad picture. Hopefully.

I think... what Tyr finds is that, at face value, she's "unpredictable." It's easy to write her off as such. Easy to write her off as arrogant and self-interested. There are times where she is these things, but... there's something to be said for the fact that Kaliyo... never tries (successfully, at any rate) to sell him on the idea that she's anything but that. She tries a game a time or two, sure, but Tyr never plays into it as far as her exes. I think what happens is more that they realize the other's sort of... core values. And it's not about convincing the other that they should change, so... he entertains her big talks about taking the galaxy by storm at times. And slips in the bites that keep them honest: when is he going to be on her list of ex-partners that have too much baggage?

And I think what it is is that... out of that... weird flavor of honesty about who they are in their working relationship comes something that can be labeled trust, between them. Tyr's not afraid to tell her when he disagrees with her, but at the end of the day, they'd show up for each other because it's, generally, mutually beneficial. And I think, by the end of the class story, they'd do it even if it didn't exactly net them clear benefits.

Tyr certainly would because Tyr ends up trusting her, in their weird kind of roundabout way. It's not a trust like he has with Vector, or Shara, or later Theron. It's not trust in the warm, we trade our hearts openly and freely between us sort of sense. But it's trust in the sense that I know what to expect when I deal with you. In what I suppose you could really only call ironic, her "unpredictability" is what makes her predictable and reliable to him.

And I think... it is very telling, what she learns of him at Fa'athra's: that he isn't reckless. He has a conscious that will affect his decisions on the job in the kind of work that generally isn't too forgiving to that kind of disposition. Something that generally makes her inclined to scoff at him a bit for being soft. And then he proves consistent throughout their time working together in the fact that Tyr shows up for the people he brings into his circle.

Kaliyo is one of those people, despite the areas where they disagree. And sometimes they clash. Tyr's a brand of loyal that maybe isn't surface-level compatible with her. She's thought him foolish for his loyalty to the Empire, and maybe even more of a fool when I think she figured out his loyalty wasn't, exactly, to the Empire as a whole, but to his masters, to Imperial Intelligence. That his sense of ideals and morals is stronger than a paper-level patriotism he claims brought him to enlisting with Intelligence.

It's foolish. It's soft. It's gonna get him killed one day. They bark about what goes down when they return to Hutta. He means it when he says he can't tolerate her working against what he's given his life to. He doesn't directly say they're talking about Imperial Intelligence's reputation, specifically, but she knows enough about him by then, I think, to know that's what he's really bothered about. He's not some young, bootlicking spaceport officer fishing for a promotion. As fuckin' foolish as it is, he's got his heart and soul behind what he does.

And he genuinely asks her why? Why pick a side? Why'd she pick him? I don't think they get a clear answer in the conversation.

But I do think they both already know the answer. Because for whatever else they are, they've stuck with each other this long. It's not purely transactional at this point. Yes, there's... still probably something mutually beneficial about tolerating each other still going forward, but.

Look, neither of them probably exactly use the word "friend" to each other's face. At least not a lot. They bicker. But I think, at the end of the day, they're two people that have very few people that do see them for who they are, really, and have actually stuck around. For better or worse, they stick.

And he'll... defend that decision, ultimately. When she gets caught up in all that transpires as Intelligence is torn down around them, he simply tells her to look for her opening, and do what she does best. Because grand declarations of devotion don't do it for her. That's not their relationship. She's self-reliant and she'll do what she thinks is best... largely regardless of what Tyr's input is. (Except him understanding and accepting that is why he has any clout to argue with her about morality at all. This is important later in KOTXX.)

And KOTXX is... not what I ever expected to be The Clearest Show of their kind of relationship, but I did clip together that video of one run through Anarchy in Paradise because it... is a really good show of how they get along. Why they work for each other.

Kaliyo was never going to be the type to be the first one looking for him if he disappeared, or sticking through a long search. And that's... just fine. Tyr never would've expected her to. Frankly, she probably does understand that a part of him was just... waiting for that kind of day. That he ended up surviving taking a blaster to a semi-immortal planet-consuming Force-entity is... Well, no one was betting on that, yeah?

Tyr, I think, is one of the only characters I've gotten that far into KOTXX that has felt he's got any ground to argue with her on - because he has experience with her priorities, and how she thinks. Sort of... natural when you work with someone that long, right? So, he knows how she operates, he knows how to reason with her, knows what she needs to be offered to take an opportunity. And, in the end, there's that...

"Agent?"

"Yes?"

"I'm glad you're alive."

Which... I think is where I'll wrap because I feel like I just sort of keep repeating the same point, which boils down to... they took an assessment of each other's motivations and... accepted that about each other. I'd even probably say Tyr would never expect her to defend him, to show up without at least some sort of token protest about compensation and what's it worth to her, but I also think, for all of Kaliyo's eyerolling about him, it's exactly that kind of stubborn candle-burning attitude about him that keeps her around, at times. Something... authentic in them both amidst a profession built on masks, deceit, and betrayal.

It's not even quite "someone's gotta make sure you don't get yourself killed, agent" as it is more likely she'd poke that at least being around when it happens would maybe be interesting or entertaining. It's a kind of friendship where they'd still say they'd sell each other to satan for a corn chip.

Except Tyr never would. And, sure, Kaliyo essentially tried. And it didn't work out. So it's just a lot of work for probably little payoff to try again.

So, in the end... Friends? Yeah... Sort of. She's not writing any speeches for a funeral or anything, but she'd maybe have a drink for him. Tyr's the one for remarks about deserving better, or whatever sentimental crap he fills his head with when he's waiting on sniper shots to line up. (And it just... sorta works.)

#dot talk #swtor #npc dynamics talks #kaliyo djannis #they're just a good time. okay. i care them #and whatever weird sorta not well-defined friendship they have going on #probably another side result of y'know. tyr's burning idealism he's a bit blind to tbh #to be clear they do nothing to fix each other. the point is very much that they don't change they just. cooperate. #imperial agent #ch: tyr

[melodygatesauthor]

Weekly Update - 05/18/2023

Hey all! I think I'm going to start doing weekly updates since I have a lot going on and a lot of fics in the works! I want you to know what I'm currently working on (WIPs) and I'll also toss some life updates in here as well. I'm also going to mention requests I have in the pipeline and when I'm expecting to complete them. Maybe your request is in there! (It probably is)

Going forward the updates will be on Sunday, I'm just doing this now because I have ADHD and it's on my mind today lol.

Since I've been really following the winds of inspiration lately, I want to keep doing that so I'm just putting this here so you know where the winds are blowing lmao.

I'll also mention if I think my current longfic is going to be delayed or anything here as well.

Gonna cut it up into sections to keep it consistent and easy:

Long/Chaptered Fic Updates

Currently I'm working on A Bit Dodgy, as many of you know. There will NOT be an update this Monday (05/22/2023). Though I will be working on it this week for @welcometostayingawake to edit and I'll have it to post by 05/29/2023 (that's the goal). If it's going to be pushed back again, I'll let you all know the Sunday before (05/28/2023).

Mini-series Update

Worth the Risk Part 3 should be out this week. That's the goal anyway. I have a good chunk of it done but there's still a lot to do. <- Still hoping to have this out this week but we will see (05/22/2023)

Uploading The Fractured Moon Part 2 (either tonight or tomorrow yay) Continuing to chip away at The Fractured Moon Part 3

There's a top secret fic series coming out HOPEFULLY this weekend, but it may be next weekend instead depending on how quickly I can get it finished. I'm losing my mind over it. (It's a 3 parter and all 3 parts are coming out at the same time teehee) <- Editing that today 05/22/2023. Hope to be done with it by tonight!

In June there's a writing challenge for Pride that @flightlessangelwings is putting on and I'm working on my fic for that so I'll be announcing more for that fic once I have the details better outlined!

Fool Me Twice should be getting a part 2 soon. I'm hoping I'll feel inspired to at least start it this week but maybe not. <- Taking this off the list for this week. Focusing on ABD and requests (05/22/2023).

Still considering doing 2 other parts for The OJ Problem but honestly, it's not that exciting to me rn. Since it's more of a Valentine's Day fic I might consider just doing those next year. <- Taking this off the list for this week. Focusing on ABD and requests (05/22/2023) will probably just put this on for next year for valentine's day.

Requests

I still have a sizeable amount of requests. REQUESTS ARE STILL CLOSED CURRENTLY. If your request is in blue, that means I'm going to try to work on it this week (05/21-05/27). If it's in pink, I'm going to try to work on it a different week. It's taking me a while to get into the headspace for some of them so thank you for your patience. Green means it's done I'm just working on editing now. They are posted in no real order, just working on them as I feel inspired to.

Blue Jones X f!Reader requested by @saraicus

There are 2 prompts in particular that I liked from the list you sent so I'll be doing them. - His eyeliner running down as he’s banging you against his desk - You’re a new patient and he just grows overprotective towards you. Doesn’t want you to meet other men and keeps you in solitary confinement for his jealousy sake.

Moon Boys X f!Reader by @ravenz-hope

Gamer reader and the boys getting angsty over her being too obsessed with the game (most relatable thing ever) <- Haven't had the time to set up the post but this will be coming out very soon. Need to finish editing as well (05/22/2023)

Moon Boys X f!Reader by @simpforbritgents

Asking for something like Feeling Flustered where the moon boys are doing guided phone sex.

Moon Boys X f!Reader by @mercuryrosesixx

Moon Boys w/ a f!Reader w/ nipple piercings. <- Started working on headcanons (05/22/2023).

Marc Spector X f!Reader by @blueflowerhat

Marc shower sex based on AI prompt.

Steven Grant X f!Reader by Anon -

Steven and Reader are both virgins. Marc is guiding/coaching Steven.

Doctor Marc Spector X Patient Reader by @burnincrown

Role Reversal (sort of) of Not a Doctor - Marc is the doc, reader is the patient and he takes advantage - Dark Fic

Nathan Bateman X f!Reader by @campingwiththecharmings

This is the prompt that hit me like a Nathan-shaped mac truck! -> “if you don’t like my teasing why are you moaning”

Nathan Bateman X f!Reader by Anon

Cam girl reader x Nathan - Nathan turns to a cam girl, he's been kinda stalking her. (Excited hehe)

That's it for right now. I'm a busy lady as usual but I like having a few different projects going at once! More coming soon! Thanks for always being so awesome and supportive. Love you all!

#moon knight #jake lockley #marc spector #steven grant #melody gates weekly updates #blue jones #nathan bateman #ex machina #sucker punch

[jedidragonwarriorqueen]

Not so much a question as it is a request, but if you don’t mind, could you take us through how you write action scenes? :) love your work!

First of all, I am sooooo sorry, this has been sitting in my inbox for literal AGES :'''') Partly because of spoons, partly because I would routinely forget for long stretches of time, but mostly because I wasn't really sure how to format a helpful response '^^ Hopefully you're still in a place on your creative writing journey where this might be helpful, ehehehe

I ended up just jotting down a list of tips that I've internalized over time to help my action scenes flow, and added some examples from my own writing. These aren't hard and fast rules that I always follow, but I definitely try to stick to them a majority of the time.

(Also, thank you so much, I'm so happy you enjoy my fics!!! <3)

Know the end goal.

This seems obvious, but I mean specific end goal. Now, if you're a pantser who tends to figure this shit out as they write the scene, then you do you, boo <3 But for me, if I don't know exactly where I want my characters to be at the end of the fight, I get stuck.

Instead of just, "Soren and Rayla fight initially before realizing they're ultimately on the same side," I need "Soren steals the safe back and knocks Rayla into the stream." Instead of just, "Roy breaks free from the soldiers and gets Briggs' attention somehow" I need "Roy breaks free and makes the transport explode." Otherwise, I'm just gonna end up with Soren and Rayla looking at each other awkwardly or Roy sitting by himself in the snow, and a blinking cursor.

Have the setting well planned out.

I mean this in two ways: first, have it planned out in your head and then use it when plotting out how the action goes down. Then when actually writing, introduce the setting before the action starts, so that you're not bogged down in those details and can keep the pace up.

For example, when Callum and Rayla have a showdown with Claudia in the second chapter of and finding answers (is forgetting all of the questions we called home), before Claudia shows up the scene opens with Callum and Rayla chatting together by themselves. I sprinkled in setting details during their conversation so that by the time Claudia shows up and shit hits the fan, the readers already know that Callum and Rayla are cornered at the top of a tall hill with a steep cliff at their backs.

Use short sentences, or short clauses

I've seen it recommended that sentences in action scenes should be short and snappy, to keep the action moving and the tension up. (Though it's a good idea to include a few medium and long ones so it doesn't seem too stilted.) When I'm reading, this has the desired effect on me! However, when I'm writing, I must admit to tending toward the purple-prosy side of things and writing longggg sentences '^^ A method I've found that works for me is keeping clauses shorter even if my sentences stay long. Commas and to some extent conjunctions make my eyes pause just as much as a period does. Here's an example of what I mean from and when you can't rise (i'll crawl with you on hands and knees), with shorter clauses in red and long ones in green:

The other soldiers all gag at their next inhale, eyes flying wide, dropping their weapons in panicked instinct. Riza elbows the one on her right in the throat and grabs his gun as he doubles over in his seat, shooting first the locks on Hausner’s door and the door to her right before turning the weapon on its owner and his comrade. At that point Roy has reached past Hausner, opens the door and tackles the man out of the vehicle. He comes into a crouch, securing the colonel in a headlock, and exhales the breath he’d been holding before taking in the clean northern air. Relief floods him as his captain slides out the rear passenger door, new pistol at the ready, but it vanishes just as quickly when he reaches one-handed for his ignition gloves and they’re not there.

Most of the first half of the paragraph is red, where most of the action happens. I do have a longer clause in there for some variety. By the end of the paragraph, there's more green, but at this point there's a pause in the action as the bad guys have been momentarily dealt with, so the longer clauses can reflect the characters "taking a breath" so to speak.

Strong verbs vs. adverbs

I'm not one of those people who thinks you should never use adverbs, but if you're trying to cut down on sentence/clause length, for me adverbs are the easiest to ditch. Then, if you swap out more generic verbs for really strong, descriptive ones, it paints a more raw and vivid picture. In long live all the mountains we moved (i had the time of my life fighting dragons with you), I especially used this trick, as I was trying hard for an emotionally-charged, desperate vibe:

With a word and a gesture, a gale knocks over flattens a line of corrupted creatures from the outcrop to the edge of the plateau. A rune pops slashes into existence and a cyclone passes rips through the ranks of zombies, leaving a no-man’s land behind. Hailstones the size of eyeballs fall rain down on the humans and elves foolish or desperate enough to fight for the disgraced Startouch elf. In the distance, a black tail slashes across the sky, and with a blistering scream Domina Profundis falls plummets, angling toward the coast. The other dragons retreat, wary, and the corrupted star serpent flies twists towards the rocky outcrop . . . the serpent moves corkscrews through the sky, outpacing the surprised dragons behind. It snarls, mouth bristling with needle teeth the size of spears, smoky tendrils trailing in tainting the atmosphere in its wake.

Engage all the senses...

Stay out of the character's heads (during the heavy action).

Time passes quickly in a fight, too quickly for characters to do much thinking or registering everything that's happening. Plus, interjecting a character's train of thought tends to slow down an otherwise fast-paced paragraph, which can be a bit jarring. I like to save that until after the fight, or during a pause in the action. For example, from we took the step, oh we took the leap (and we'll take what comes):

Coming around the bend of the tunnel, the creatures behind them thundered into view . . . She leapt to meet the beasts head on, but to her dismay, her swords—easily capable of slicing through metal, stone, and bone—deflected off their hides. Duse sithspawned creatures. After taking a nasty swipe to her shoulder that sheared straight through her armor, drawing blood, Rayla backed away. “I can’t stop them,” she called back to her companions. “My beskade bounce right off their armour!” She pulled a pistol from a holster at her back and fired off several shots in quick succession, but the advancing beasts didn’t even flinch. “Haar’chak. Blaster’s no good, either.” Rayla’s thoughts raced as she tried to come up with a plan. She couldn’t win here, probably—but she could maybe hold the tuk’ata off long enough for the boys to escape—but she didn’t know if she could occupy them both at once for the boys to sneak past—

Here, while Rayla does call out a few observations that her weapons don't work (which i mostly included since this is an AU rewrite of a canon scene, and it's based on actual dialogue), she doesn't stop to think about other options until she's taken a step back from fighting for a moment. While she's actually fighting the hounds, I focused on her actions, to keep the pace up.

I hope you find some of these tips helpful, and maybe even worth the wait, ehehe. Stay well, friend!!

#jedi's holocron #thanks for asking! #stars writes

[akwardlyuncool]

Sitting To Know Your Collection Project 2024 (January - TBD)

So in 2024 I've been doing a little album listening project with my CD collection. Essentially every week I spin the picker wheel that is filled with a list of all the CD's from my collection, that I've cataloged so far and give it a few plays throughout the week.

For those who have decent sized physical music collections, you know there's just some stuff that doesn't get played or doesn't get played enough. Hate to say it, but some things sit and I figured why not try and dust them off a little bit. (It also forces me to work on my CD cataloging project.) It's called "Sitting To Know Your Collection" because the challenge is to sit with your music and get to know it a little better.

I have a friend who did something similar a few years ago, so shout out to him for most likely planting the seed in my head a few years before it would manifest into my own take.

All that being said, and I know I'm informing folks late, but I figured someone else might want to challenge themselves too, so I figured why not share my hella subjective rules that can be modified to fit whatever you got going on.

Rules and Such:

It can be any genre you choose, just pick a "new" album from your collection every week to show some listening love to. (New as in different.)

Track the albums for yourself or with friends.

PS: I made a tracking template if anyone wants it.

Go for as long or short of a time period as you want. (My initial goal was to go from January until the end of September, but I'm liking the project so much, that I might extend it out till the end of the year, who knows.)

This is a side quest to your regular music listening habits. Replay the album as much as you want, but at least twice works within the spirit of the challenge.

If you don't have any physical music but this still sounds fun to you, just hop on the streaming service of your choice and pick a new album from there every week.

No pressure. No Stress. Just fun.

*Not Official Rules (just somethings hella specific to me):

Since I always show love to my soundtracks, they are not part of the project, neither is any album that has made it to my favorite albums of all time list. Just to be fair.

Last I try to only do full albums, but every once in a while I'll allow myself an EP.

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So that might pose the question, what albums have I listened to so far? Great question! Because I'm sharing this like 3 months in, I'm gonna post monthly roundups for January, February and March. Then starting sometime in April, hopefully I'll get to sharing last week's album on a weekly basis. The good thing is though, I've been keeping up with it on my Instagram, so copy and paste will be involved.

Stay tuned for January.

And if you participate, I'd love to know! Let's talk about what you're sitting with!

#Sitting To Know Your Collection 2024 #Sitting To Know Your Collection #Physical Media #CD Collection #CD's #Vinyl