#would LOVE to be able to focus for longer than 15 minutes

[imbored1201]

do you think you could do a mapi, alexia or lucy x teen!reader where reader is really rude and arrogant and has to run extra laps all the time or is grounded at home (because she lives with someone from the team) and then she gets tired and sad because of all the stress and apologises (and then gets lots of hugs)?

Love You No Matter What

Barcelona Femeni x Teen Reader

Word count: 2.6k

You knew it took a lot of deal with you, and you also knew the only reason Jonatan hasn't let you go was because Alexia didn't want to give up on you.

She was determined to get your attitude right. You were an amazing player, but those actions of yours were going to be your downfall, and she knew it. You came in as a prodigy; at just 15, people always said you were a mini-Alexia. That alone was a lot to carry.

So she knew half of that attitude came from that stress, like after a long media day or a bad game, you were snappier than usual. The other half was just you trying to get on her nerves, and it always worked.

You were a teenager; she knew you shouldn't already have those media people talking about how you had to lead the team, just like Alexia did now that she's injured.

Unfortunately for her, the attitude just got worse when the team started relying on you more. With all the injuries, they had no choice but to. But after your first game as a starter, you got into a little arguing match with the referee and got carded in the first 20 minutes.

They declared Barcelona had to focus on another youngster to be the future of their team because you would become nothing with how you acted.

The whole arguing with the referee thing wasn't actually the main reason for those reactions; it was the fact that you were arguing with Mapi and Alexia after the game. Of course, everyone recorded the heated argument, and you said some pretty harsh things that was able to be heard in the video.

Your reasoning was you were already angry with yourself for the card, and Alexia and Mapi yelling at you after the game didn't help, especially Mapi grounding you. You were living with her and Ingrid after Alexia's last surgery. Alexia just couldn't deal with the stress of worrying about you anymore and wondering if she would still be the same player she used to be. You had tried to be kind and comfort her about it, but you were absolutely terrible at comforting people.

You would sneak out at night, making her call Keira and Lucy to look for you at 3 a.m. You would sneak people over, which turned into her yelling at them and threatening to call the cops on them.

Everyone knew when you gave Alexia a hard time because of the tough training she would give you after. It also helped her a lot since you had less energy and slept longer, giving her more time to do things in peace.

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Your last outburst was Alexia's last straw. Not only did you get yourself a red, but you left early instead of waiting in the locker room for the game to end.

You couldn't imagine the heart attack you had given her when she came into the locker room 10 minutes before the game ended to scold you. When the girls came in, they were met with a panicking Alexia on her phone, pacing back and forth.

Alexia couldn't drive right now due to her leg, so she was picking up rides with Ingrid, Mapi, and you, but you just sat in silence with your headphones on and ignored everyone.

"Where's Y/n?" Ingrid asked, looking around for you. "She's gone!" Alexia yelled, panicking. Mapi put a hand on her shoulder to calm her down. "Alexia, calm down; she always does this; she'll meet us at the house."

"What do you mean she always does this!" Alexia yelled as everyone went to shower.

"She just gets frustrated and leaves. Me and Mapi have tried to talk to her about it since it isn't safe, but she just gets defensive about it. We've learned to just let her go as long as she gets back within an hour."

"And you just let her!" Alexia was angry with them; it was dangerous for you to be out there on your own.

"We've tried Alexia, but yelling at her just makes everything worse. She's never gone long; trust me, she'll be at the house," Mapi told her as she got her bag ready. The sooner they got home, the sooner Alexia would calm down.

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Mapi and Ingrid were wrong, so wrong. You weren't there. Alexia went back to her pacing while trying to call you, while Ingrid went out to look for you. Mapi, poor Mapi. She was stuck on the couch with her leg on a pillow, forced to watch her captain freak out.

"She's fine, Alexia; that kid is tough." Alexia scoffed. "She could be in jail for all we know, and knowing her, she probably is in jail." Alexia now started to call the jails.

Mapi rolled her eyes at Alexia's actions as she turned on the TV. "She'll be fine; I had my buddy teach her how to properly fight just in case." "Mapi!"

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After multiple phone calls, Alexia got confirmation that you weren't in jail. Ingrid had came back 10 minutes ago, and Lucy had just called 4 minutes ago, telling them about how she found you and was taking you back home.

Alexia sighed in relief upon hearing the news. She started getting her voice ready; she had never been so worried and angry with you at the same time. She was exhausted; everybody was. Ingrid came back nearly crying when she couldn't find you; Mapi's knee was hurting worse than usual, and Alexia was stressing out more now, about her knee and about you.

Right when Lucy knocked on that door, everyone jumped. Ingrid quickly answered it and pulled you into a tight hug.

"What were you thinking?!" You sighed and pulled away from Ingrid, hearing Alexia's voice.

"I needed time to think," you simply said, pushing past Ingrid to go to your room. Ingrid grabbed you by your shoulder and glared at you. That's how you know you messed up.

"Your 16! You can't be walking around in the dark, especially after you get a red card! Do you know how fucking inappropriate that was, by the way? You nearly cost the team just because you got your feelings hurt by that girl!" Ingrid yelled, everyone looked at her in shock as she kept going.

"She fucking kicked me!" You yelled back, "And she was going to get a card for it, but no, like always, you had to take things into your own hands, and that got you a red!" She yelled again.

Ingrid's eyes softened when she noticed the tears starting to build up in your eyes. She had never yelled at you before, and now she felt bad. She tried pulling you into a hug, but you pushed her away and went off to your room. Slamming and locking your door.

Alexia sighed and turned to Lucy. "Thank you; where was she?" "We have to talk about that. I saw the kid come out of a liquor store and she had this." Lucy showed Alexia the beer, and now she was angry again. Alexia quickly stormed to your room. You were truly in for it.

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You were freezing; you were only in a t-shirt and shorts as you stood on the field. Alexia's punishment was for you to do pacers in the freezing cold.

After the last one, you kneeled on the field, trying to regain your breath, as Alexia stood over you, watching you with a disappointed look.

"You'll never learn, will you?" She shook her head, "I've tried so hard to help you, but you just keep pushing it more. Your career would be over if you got caught with this crap; how did you even get it?" She looked at you. You said nothing, only glaring at her.

"I did your dumb pacers; now just leave me alone, Alexia; I don't want to talk about this," completely ignoring what she had just said. Alexia huffed and followed behind you back to Ingrid's car, where Ingrid sat inside.

You were happy once the two of you dropped Alexia off; now it was just awkward silence between you and Ingrid until she decided to speak up.

"She cares about you; I know she's tough on you, but you don't make it easy for her." You rolled your eyes at Ingrid's words. "I never asked for her help." Ingrid sighed and shook her head. She dropped it quickly, not wanting to rile you up.

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The next day at training, you noticed the little looks everyone was giving you.

Jonatan didn't even bother to give you a talk about your attitude again, like he usually did. He was considering just putting you on a loan, something he hoped Alexia would agree to considering they weren't actually selling you to another team or letting you go fully, but he wanted to send you away to somewhere where he knew you would get very disciplined.

Alexia had other ideas; she had actually texted the girls to go hard on you this training session, and of course the girls listened to their captain.

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You groaned as you got hit with yet another harsh tackle. This time from Ingrid, "Sorry, kid," she told you, helping you up. You let that one slide since it was Ingrid, and she was your favorite.

The tackles kept coming, and you knew Alexia had something to do with it. It was something she usually did when you did something; it was part of her harsh training to discipline you.

She would tell the girls to go harder on you, and of course they would listen to their captain. When she trained with you guys, she would give you some hard pushes and always piss you off.

It wasn't until Pina's late tackle that sent you to the floor in pain, holding your ankle. She quickly got up and checked on you, and the game stopped. You knew it wasn't on purpose, and you didn't blame her. You blamed Alexia, who was watching and walking towards you to make sure you were okay.

"I'm sorry, Hermana," Pina told you as you sat up. You glared at her and at Alexia, who now stood beside her, holding a hand out to help you up. You pushed it away and got up.

"Fuck you," you spat harshly at Pina as you shoved past her and back into the locker room. You were so angry at yourself; you knew you deserved their bad treatment.

"Fuck this!" You yelled, punching the wall; you hadn't expected to punch a hole in it. You didn't acknowledge that, quickly changing and grabbing your bag before leaving.

No one came to check on you in the locker room. They knew when you had an outburst like that, you needed to be alone for at least 10 minutes. Alexia couldn't wait though; a part of her felt bad for putting you in that position, and another part knew she had to do it. Jonatan was so close to kicking you off the team, and it was getting harder for Alexia to defend you.

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Despite Ingrid and Mapi telling her to leave you alone, she stormed into the locker room. Of course, she still scolded Claudia for her reckless tackle. Her anger only got worse when she saw the hole in the wall, one that was for sure going to get you in trouble with the coaches again.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Alexia yelled at you, pacing back and forth as you sat against the wall. You couldn't do it anymore.

You had finally come to the conclusion that the team hated you. Ingrid had yelled at you, Mapi hadn't even tried joking with you all morning, Frido didn't give you your morning hug, Patri didn't put you in a headlock when she saw you, you could only think about the hurt in Pina's eyes when you freaked out on her, Lucy's angry ones when she snatched the bottle of beer you had in your arms and dragged you into the car.

"I'm sorry, Ale, for everything," you cried. She stood there in shock for a second. She had to process the fact that those words actually came out of your mouth.

You got scared when she didn't say anything back, fearing that she had already given up on you. "I don't know what to do anymore; I don't mean to get angry all the time; I just get annoyed so easily." Alexia quickly kneeled in front of you and pulled you into a hug.

"I know Bebe, but you know you can't flip out like that, especially at your teammates," you nodded and sniffled.

"No one wants me here, Ale. Right when I came in, the fans wanted me to be like you, and when they saw I played nothing like you, they started hating me. Mapi and Ingrid were forced to take me in because of your knee. I'm probably going to get kicked off the team, and no one on the team has even looked at me today; they hate me." Your voice broke, saying the last sentence.

The fans hating you, you were able to take it, but the team hating you? You wouldn't be able to live with yourself knowing that.

"Bebe, everyone on this team loves you; you're a good kid; you just have a couple of issues," she whispered the last part, but you still heard her. Then came the sounds Alexia did not want to hear.

You started sobbing, full-on sobbing. "Hey, hey, no, Bebe, it's okay." Alexia tried to calm you, but it just got worse.

"Take deep breaths; come here," she gently moved you so you were sitting on her lap. You quickly hugged her tightly, hiding your face in her neck.

"I'm sorry, Alexia," you cried. Alexia tried to hold in her own tears as she did her best to comfort you. She held you tightly, rubbing your back and humming. She didn't know how to comfort you, but she was just doing the same thing her mama would do when she or Alba had a meltdown.

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When training ended, you had finally calmed down; your eyes were red, and you were anxious and clinging to Alexia as the team started coming back in.

Claudia came up to you and pulled you into a tight hug. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you," she told you, kissing your head. "It's okay," you said, noticing Alexia's look. "I'm sorry for cursing at you and pushing you," you mumbled.

Alexia led you to Mapi and Ingrid. "I'm sorry for causing trouble."Ingrid smiled at you, pulling you into a tight hug, also hoping this wasn't just a little innocent act of yours to get out of trouble.

Mapi, on the other hand, couldn't believe how you were behaving. She's never gotten a sorry from you. Not even when you ate her chocolate and blamed it on Bagheera, Mapi actually believed you, freaked out, and took him to the vet.

You only told her when she got back. You slept at Lucy's for a week after that, and she never got an apology.

"Apologize for the Bagheera incident," Mapi told you strictly. "I'm sorry, I made you believe your son ate your chocolate when it was really me." Mapi smiled brightly, patting your head. "Okay"

As you went around the locker room apologizing for everything you had done, it actually made you feel better, especially when you got that hug from Fridolina. Even Patri's hug made you feel comforted, and usually Patri's hugs turned into her throwing you to the ground.

From then on, you had changed; you were calmer on the field, got angry less, but at least stopped talking back to the referees. You were a changed woman in everyone's eyes.

#woso x reader #woso #barcelona femeni #barcelona femeni x reader #claudia pina #ingrid engen #mapi leon #alexia putellas #lucy bronze

[hyperfixationstati0n]

Peace

An: I’m a tiny bit feral right now so this is very lovey dovey fluff. I hope you enjoy because i loved writing it

Pairing: Spencer x gn!reader

Content warning: Honestly none. Prob the fluffiest thing I’ve written.

Word count: 804

Summary: Spencer comes home from a long case and is very clingy. 

This case made for the new record of how long you and Spencer had been away from each other since you got together- exactly 17 days, 6 hours, 15 minutes, and 4 seconds. Not that he was counting. (He was)

As he leaned back on the plush seats of the jet, he couldn’t even focus his brilliant mind long enough to read a book. He had his head leaning on one of his hands, staring out the window, and subconsciously counting down the seconds until you were in his arms again. Most everyone else on the team was either asleep or too preoccupied with their own things to notice the giddy grin on his face or the vague blush across his cheeks. All but JJ. It didn’t take a profiler to see the heart eyes he had just thinking about you. But as much as she wanted to say something, she just couldn’t bring herself to disturb the peaceful state he seemed to be in. After such a long and harrowing case, she was just glad to see that her friend had found some sort of peace-you. 

By the time he does show up at your shared apartment, it was long past the time you would have usually gone to sleep. So, he very slowly unlocks the door and steps in, trying to be as quiet as possible, until he hears motion from the direction of the bedroom. You were already in pajamas and had been sitting up in bed waiting for him, not being able to sleep from the sheer excitement of seeing him again. You rush over to his larger frame and gently cup his face in your hands, almost inspecting him to check for damage. You knew that his soul was weighing heavy, but he wasn’t going to open up about it now. Secretly, he was a very quiet man. It was the same every time he got home. He went from the young genius, who could ramble on for hours and hours if you let him, to your very quiet and soft-spoken partner. He just needed you, in any and every way someone could need another person. He had yearned for the softness of you, the way your lips gently brushed against his as you held his face. The way your fingers brushed through his long hair, raking it from his hairline to the back of his head. The way your arms enveloped him in the warmth and comfort he hadn’t received in weeks.

Slowly, you start leading him back to your bedroom. He was so clearly exhausted, physically and mentally. It was silent between the two of you, but it was comforting. You both had this unspoken language between you, you knew exactly what he needed. You help him take off his tie, unbuttoning his work shirt. Once it was off and neatly put aside, you slid your hands over the smooth skin of his shoulders, down to his chest. It was a chaste act, like you want to commit him to memory after he had been away for much, much longer than you’d like. He sighed, seemingly letting out a breath he had been holding in for lord knows how long. His head dips, his soft pink lips falling to the top of your head. The room was dark, only the small lamp by your bedside lit. It illuminated you both as you ran your fingers along his face, down to his collarbone. 

By the time you get him down to his boxers, he’s basically half asleep in your arms. You both silently decide that was good enough as you guide him to your bed. As he lays down, he immediately settles into the soft foam and pillows. It was much more comfortable than the tiny motel bed he had been sleeping in for almost 18 days. You pull the covers over you both, and he seems to immediately cuddle up to your side, his face nuzzled deeply into your neck. His warm breath fanned over your skin, which was weirdly comforting. You turn your head to press a final kiss to the forehead of your already drifting-off boyfriend, in the now completely pitch black of your room.

“Love you.” You mumble into his skin, relishing in the feeling of his arms around you as your own eyes closed.

“Love you…” He hums, feeling one hundred percent peace.

He would finally get the night of sleep he needed, where he didn’t have to worry about being woken up at any hour because another body was found. (Well, one could hope at least.) And you would finally get the night of sleep you needed, where your hearts seemed to beat in sync and you finally didn’t have to worry about his safety-because he was right there in your arms.

#criminal minds #spencer reid #x reader #spencer reid x reader #spencer x reader #criminal minds fanfiction #fanfic #criminal minds fanfic #spencer reid fluff

[darlingggdearest]

Genya and fem!reader who thought his fighting style and determination was really admirable and cool and wants to get to know him more, but everytime she tries, he's just too flustered

Genya with Fem! reader who thinks his fighting style is really cool

OMG I love this so much! thank you for requesting.

WARNING: None! enjoy!

+ You were a demon slayer, just one rank lower than Genya. Genya had always caught your attention, from the way he looked to the way he held himself. One thing in particular caught your eye though, the way he fought.

+ You had tried to become friends with him a multitude of times. Finding him cool and admirable for the way he fights, but whenever you tried to walk up to him to introduce yourself, he'd walk away.

+ At first you thought he hated you, what you didn't realize is that the exact opposite was true. he'd run away from the sight of you not because he hated you, but because he really liked you. He liked you a bit too much, and in the world of the demon slayer, liking someone in a sense more than friendship is emotional suicide. He knew this, so it was ok right? He just had to keep his distance and- DAMN IT- you are too damn persistent!! He saw your figure emerging from the trees again. That damn perfect figure. With that damn perfect smile. And that damn perfect hair. And- he stopped his thoughts. BE GONE YOU AND YOUR PELVIC SORCERY. (I really hope people get that reference)

+ You waved your hand in the air. "Hey, Genya! What are you talking about?"

+ His face heat up, great- he accidentally said it out loud. To save what was left of his dignity, he turned around and hightailed it out of there. And that's what he kept doing, for a while.

+ Until you guys got paired up on a mission.

+ Now he couldn't run away, so instead, he came up with the best option he could think of: staying perfectly silent. That lasted about 15 minutes.

+ You started the conversation by telling him your name (he already knew because he asked his older brother about you) and he mustered up the confidence to shake your hand. Your skin felt so soft and warm to the touch, he defiantly held onto your hand a good 2 seconds longer than he should have, embarrassed, he overthought it the rest of the day.

+ The mission went well, after a few hours of fighting, the demon's head came off with a satisfying slice. And you got to see Genya fighting up close, which is always a good thing.

+ You felt overexcited from all the fighting, adrenalin most defiantly still flowing through your veins. So without thinking you let all of the things you had thought of Genya out. The way you thought he was so cool for fighting with a gun and a sword, the way he holds himself, and of course the "I am so honored to be able to fight by your side Genya!" At the end of your rant you had to take a big deep breath, realizing you hadn't been breathing through any of it. You look up, Genya stares back.

+ He is in complete shock. He had no idea that you thought these things about him. He feels proud? Embarrassed? Happy? Flustered? oh yes most defiantly flustered. His blush has not only causes a sheet of sweat across his face but it also stretches down his back and chest, even his fingers are blushing a bright crimson glow. His stomach is doing cartwheels. He can't quite focus on anything but you. Right now. Right in front of him. One side of him would do anything to not be in this moment, and the other would do anything to be in this moment forever. Both are fighting to the death inside of him. And before the second side could claim its victory, Genya faints.

+ He wakes up in a bed at the butterfly mansion with you sitting right next to him.

+ "Oh! You're awake!" you exclaim. "Shinobu said you'll be fine, it was just a tumble, she thinks that you stretched yourself too thin during the battle and you just need to get some rest."

+ That's it. He's excepted his defeat. He loves you. And now he's in trouble.

Should I post a part two??

#genya x reader #genya kny #genya shinazugawa #genya headcanons #demon slayer fanfic #demon slayer #demon slayer x y/n #demon slayer headcanons #kny #hashira #kimetsu no yaiba #shinazugawa brothers

[namorslutfanfiction]

1 & 15 with our curly haired beauty Rafa maybe?👀

Here's 1

"Tell me you love me." Rafa's whisper was desperate. He'd cornered you at your nephews birthday party. The party goers were focused on the kids and of course Felix had his own things to worry about. He didn't need to find out that his best friend and his sister were currently in a closet somewhere.

"Rafa, let's not do this here. I can visit you at your place tomorrow. But please please don't do this right now." You pushed the narco away from you. He looked angry but also more sad than you had ever seen them. You were frustrated and also felt slightly guilty but you ignored that.

"You really don't love me do you? Was I just your way of getting back at your brother?" Rafa looked like he had just had an epiphany and started laughing. "We've been doing this for a year! A year of hiding and running around and all the things you said we were going to do together. I killed people for you!"

"You act like I was the only one manipulating people Rafa. I know you only started fucking me to get back at that rich brat Sofia. You could honestly have done better, Rafa." You shot back.

"That was only in the beginning. I haven't given a shit about Sofia since that first night we slept together," Rafa softened again.

It was infuriating how your heart ached for him. It wasn't supposed to have gotten this far and for this long. "Rafa, I do care about you. But this is not the place for us to figure out whatever we are. There's something big happening with my brother and I don't want you to get involved."

"I'm his partner, of course I'm involved," Rafa shot back, frustration evident.

"Do you know he's trying to get into cocaine transport?" You asked him, expecting the surprise that took over his face. "You aren't that close to him anymore. I don't want him finding out about us because it might give him another reason to push you out."

Rafa leaned up against the door of the closet, contemplating what he had just heard. You watched him realize what Felix's new business venture would mean for him and his weed. You cupped his cheek and met his gaze. "Fucking with you may have started because I knew it would annoy Felix the most. But do you really think I would have kept this going for so long if I didn't have a reason."

You kissed him softly and he instinctively returned the kiss. You pulled away and held his face in your hands. "Before Felix finds out about us I need to make sure that your weed will be able to stand on its own without my brother's focus. I'm protecting you, do you understand?"

"Look me in the eyes this time and say you don't feel anything for me or tell me you love me. One or the other," Rafa insisted, not believing you.

You looked at him, taking in the handsome man who had been part of your life longer than anyone but your brother. The man you had grown so close to in the past year despite all your efforts to stay detached. You knew you had hurt him as you led him on. Glued to his side one week then off doing who knows what the next. You'd treat him better eventually, when you knew he was safe. But you would give him something to cling to. "I love you, Rafael Caro Quintero. And I will show you just how much tomorrow when I visit your home. But today I need to go out there and celebrate my nephew's birthday."

You pulled him down by his lapel for a heated and passionate kiss that left Rafa out of breath and trying to kiss you again. You pushed him away, "I'll leave first. Wait 5 minutes before you leave the closet. I will see you tomorrow, mi amor."

Rafa stole another kiss, his demeanor now happier and giddy and so in love, "I'll do whatever you want, bonita. I can't wait until tomorrow."

You hesitated at the door and turned to him one last time, "I promise you, Rafa, we'll be together in the open, soon. Just wait for me, okay. Te amo."

With those words you left the closet and didn't turn back.

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Here's 15 SMUT

You couldn't help but gasp as Rafa kissed his way down your body. You wanted more than anything to thread your fingers through his hair and hold him close. You pulled at the ropes that tied you to the bed to no avail.

When Rafa settled between your legs and ran the flat of his tongue up your slit you struggled to stifle the moan. He laid his head on your inner thigh and with the barest tip of his finger grazed your sensitive skin, pulling away as you tried to rock into his touch. You looked down at him regretting letting him do this.

He had insisted that he wanted to try being in control. Rafa was normally so welcoming to your need to tease and play with him. You experimented but your love making always leant toward your dominant side. But he'd gotten it into his head, for some reason, that he wanted to tie you up and have his way with you. So here you were, tied to your large bed, naked and spread like an eagle for him to have his way with.

Rafa straddled your thigh, cupping your pussy with one hand as he leaned over you and nipped at your nipple. He was still fully dressed and you were craving his skin on yours. You mewled as he laved at your breasts and finally dipped a finger inside of you. He was smiling as he rutted against your thigh, his hard on pressing into you.

You watched him as he pulled his finger from you and stuck it in his mouth. He made a show of licking it clean before he unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it aside. The dark man was still slowly rutting against your thigh as you squirmed for more friction between your legs. Rafa smiled at you as he glided his fingers along your torso, cupping your breasts. "You look so needy, baby. I like it."

You gasped when he wrapped a hand around your throat and found your clit with the other. He drew languid circles around the nub, pulled away, then did it again, teasing you mercilessly. You moaned in frustration, "I think I liked you better when you were on your knees and begging for mercy."

Rafa chuckled loudly as he muffled your comment with his lips. You were savoring the taste of his tongue when you felt him unbuckle his pants. When he pulled away and leant back on his knees you could see his hard cock now out in the open. You watched him step off the bed and kick off his jeans. Followed by him moving to each of your ankles and untying them.

You didn't move, unsure of what was coming but you were eager for whatever it was. His fingertips danced along your legs as he crawled back up the bed. You breathed out his name, begging him with your eyes for more. Rafa hovered over you, whispering words of adoration as he covered your face, neck, and shoulders with kisses. You felt him untie one of your hands from the bedpost but keep the rope around your wrist.

"Turn, mi amor," He whispered as he guided you. Rafa untied your other wrist but as you turned he pulled your wrists together and tied them to each other behind your back. You were surprised that he chose this but you didn't bother to ask as he distracted you with more kisses and caresses.

The narco's cock was nudging at your pussy as he pulled you up to a kneeling position. He kept your torso up by a firm hand on your tied wrists and his hand cupping the front of your throat. You felt totally at his mercy as he slid his cock home. He fucked you viciously, spanking you as he thrust into you at a punishing pace. It had never been like this before. So brutal and animalistic and all consuming. Your orgasms hit you one after the other as Rafa used you. You could do nothing but take all that he gave you.

By the time you were nestled in his arms, barely conscious as he pulled you close and showered you with kisses and 'I love you's, you had no more regrets. Maybe you'd have to let him have control more often. You were sore, a mess between your legs, and completely and utterly satisfied.

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#Blurbs #ask game #short fic #rafa caro quintero #rafa caro x reader #rafa caro quintero x reader #narcos mexico

[sev-on-kamino]

hello dear friend

might I be so bold as to ask what a first kiss between Daria & reader might look like? specifically with the prompt "so does this mean you feel the same or..?"

thank you and ily 💙

The Mutual Admiration Society

Thank you for sending this in!!! Iysm 💙💙 I’m so happy you requested Daria, I’m vibrating into another dimension. Don’t even try to perceive me lol. The prompt is color coded in pink!

Pairing: OC Daria Trace x gn!Reader

Warnings: None! It’s fluff, your honor 😌

Daria Trace was very particular. She knew exactly what she wanted and what she didn't, and while normally that would make your job as a realtor difficult, within a few days of searching you were happy the matchmaker was so picky. The two of you spent weekend after weekend traipsing around the city. Zipping through listings in all of the up and coming neighborhoods, the most desirable levels, the perfect views. But nothing seemed to satisfy her needs. In truth, Daria had liked 8 out of the 15 listings you'd shown her, but what she liked best was spending time with you. She liked watching your eyes light up when you info-dumped excitedly about architecture. She enjoyed it when you'd lean in with a conspiratorial whisper when the two of you would run into a rival realtor with their clients in tow. She loved the sound of your laughter when she detailed exactly why a listing was overpriced. She liked when you'd loop your arm through hers as you led her through a flat, detailing how her life could look there.

That was her favorite part.

After ending her last relationship, she'd buried herself in work, preferring to focus on finding love for others rather than herself, but she wanted you. You were genuine, warm, and funny, and you made the usually confident matchmaker second guess everything. You were driving her absolutely crazy, and then you had the nerve to find the perfect place. "So what do you think?" You asked, watching Daria's face as her dark brown eyes roamed the space. You resisted the urge to pat yourself on the back as her full lips twitched towards a smile, and she tightened her hold your arm. "Kriff, I think you did it," Daria conceded, as the pair of you stepped out onto the balcony. "I told you I could find the perfect place for you," you said, triumphantly with a hint of melancholy creeping in. Your coworkers thought you were losing your touch, but really you just wanted more time with Daria. Now that you'd found her new home, the countdown was on. She'd move in and get settled, and someone else would be enjoying this balcony with her in no time.

"I never doubted you for a second," she replied, turning to face you.

"Not even when that grumpy old man smacked your speeder with his grocery bag?” You asked with a grin.

“Not even then,” Daria said, her laughter floating down to the courtyard below.

“Glad to hear I had your full faith. We’ll get the offer in for you today, and I should be able to get closing scheduled within 15 rotations.”

“Only 15?” she asked, her smile faltering.

“You wanted it to take longer?” You challenged.

“Yeah,” she confessed. “I did.”

You met her soft gaze, blinking several times as you tried to process what she was getting at. Before you could reply, she was moving closer, her hand slipping into yours.

“I have loved every minute of this search with you,” she said, her voice dropping to an intimate level you hadn’t had the pleasure of hearing yet, but it sent a shiver down your spine.

“So you didn’t actually hate all 15 of the listings?” You matched her tone, stepping closer to her.

She shook her head with a mischievous smirk, “Not at all. You can call me a brat, I’ll understand.”

Instead of replying, you cupped her face, and slowly pressed your lips to hers. They were softer than you’d imagined, and so was the hum of pleasure she released, as you released her hand to wrap an arm around her waist and draw her close to you. You exhaled shakily when she broke the kiss to bury her face against your neck.

“So does this mean you feel the same, or…” she trailed off, her lips brushing against your neck, sending a wave of heat through your body.

“Yes, Daria,” you purred. “Exactly the same.”

#first kiss prompts #oc: daria trace #oc x reader #star wars oc #seven writes

[theunstuffedpepper]

Finally finding time for a little update here. It’s been 2.5 months since we lost our little man and we’re hanging in there. B and I are leaning on each other and focusing on taking care of Pep, trying not to let the grief swallow us whole. We’re trying to focus on what’s in the future for our family which has been helpful and healthy for us both. B made our sweet boy’s urn, which is beautiful, and was a sort of therapy for him.

As summer gave way to fall, we enjoyed the last warm days of the season outside, taking trips to the park, zoo, and local farms as much as possible. We’ve had family and friends visiting and making plans with us consistently; it’s been great having that support and keeping involved socially. We went to our first trunk-or-treat and my little Incredible was too adorable in his costume. He had so much fun and big surprise: turns out, he loves candy.

One big decision we were faced with after losing Pip was whether we were going to move forward with buying the new house and moving. The day we lost him, our offer was accepted. It was hard to even think about and in the moment it was a decision I truly didn’t even care about, but we ultimately decided that we would keep pushing forward. To back out of the deal and stay living in our current house wouldn’t have done anyone any good. I felt an overwhelming need to get out of that house and out of that town. Being surrounded by things that bring heartbreaking memories to mind a thousand times a day leaves very little room for healing.

I’m happy to say we closed on our new home a little over a week ago and just moved in a few days ago. We’re currently still half in the old house, half in the new house, but it’s nice being able to take our time with moving everything over. Once we’re fully out of the old house, it’ll be time to clean it up, take photos, and put it on the market.

Moving to the new town in PA has been so incredibly positive for us all. For me, very healing. In a lot of ways, the area seems opposite to where we’ve been living in NY. I didn’t know how much I needed that until I experienced it. Our new town is slower paced, the people are so friendly, and the new house, despite only being 15 minutes outside of town, feels so quiet and secluded, in the middle of nature. We have dozens of deer on our property every day. Pep loves to watch them from his bedroom window and chase them in the yard, squealing happily and exclaiming, “deeeer!!” The center of town is very historic and charming, a very Hallmark movie kind of quaint town. Love that journey for me.

Pep, now 22 months old, is absolutely blossoming. His language and communication has exploded over the past month or two. He has so, so many words and can now tell us what he wants, what he doesn’t want, and it’s so heart warming and wonderful. He truly is the apple of my eye and he keeps both me and B going every single day.

This weekend, B and I reluctantly left Pep in the care of my parents at our new home and we made the 9-hour drive to Michigan for a close friend’s wedding. I was so nervous to leave Pep for a whole weekend — longer than we’ve ever been away before — but he’s doing awesome with my parents. After the most stressful few months of my life, I needed this rest and break more than I realized. It’s been fantastic reconnecting with B, spending time with our cherished college friends, sleeping in, eating meals as two adults rather than mom and dad, and recharging.

I’ve been half heartedly keeping up with you all and need to check in on so many of you for the latest updates. I’m missing this community, so I’ll try to check in more often. I hope you’re all well!

#photo dump #momblr #grief #pep is 22 months #11122022 #operationkay10

[moldwood]

i have 15 minutes before my work day starts, so why not have some reflections on 2023 for the lunar new year since my zodiac the dragon returns to me ☀️

PASSION

at the very end of the year, i did something i had always wanted to do and stepped down from work into a substitute position so i could focus on my art. it has been... slow, but i think it was the right move. whenever im not making something, i really cannot stand life. of course, i wont be able to stand it if i cant eat either, so well see how things turn out by the end of this year. i do think i need to get some art priorities in order, because im jumping around between a lot of projects which means theyre all getting done very slowly. i need to start focusing on one thing at a time, i think, but i really am enjoying the new stronger presence art has in my life.

MOOD

i really feel better than ever in regards to myself! most likely due to the aforementioned outpouring of passion into things ive wanted to do for YEARS. for the past few years, ive been a bit more aware of everything going on in my head than when i was a teen since i was still processing a lot of trauma, so ive been letting myself have a bit more slack on the rope in terms of "acting out of character" if that makes any sense. having a solid personality isnt something i really worry about since i know your sense of self is always shifting in every circumstance, but there were just some ways i never acted before that i let myself try on, find out its not for me, and then i end up feeling even more solid in who i am since i know what im not. i always knew i wasnt a giggly, happy-go-lucky person, but now i know that i can feel that way when i really really like someone. laios im talking about laios i have to be honest.

FRIENDSHIP

i think its my own personal failing that i overlook red flags from friends and try to make excuses for their behavior up until its too late and i have trouble not realizing that giving them an open space to be themself away from the world and support isnt enough to change that some are the type of people who are just looking for an excuse to think poorly of you anyway. i dont think im an overly kind person who will coddle someone being bad to me or a friend, but i definitely dont put my foot down enough. it happens in minor ways, but it happened in a major way again recently. if i had a dime for every time it turned into something severe, i would have two dimes. eight years apart and i let someone do the same thing, just minus suicide baiting me this time

tldr a friend of a friend sent that friend some stuff and it turns out that a friend who is no longer a friend turned into an islamophobe or at least started following islamophobic accounts and is very... delusional about the whole friendship + the kind of people we are + how we thought of him + really just wanted to think the worst of us and felt now he had a reason. we didnt read much more and felt no need to. its for the best that it's over, though, i think. he really was like that the whole friendship and didnt put any value on the things i/we did for him because it was never enough, which i knew the whole time but ignored because i thought if i did enough it would be enough, which leads me to:

i have been focusing more on loving my friends lately in the wake of that. i always have, though im not very vocal/chatty, so ive always shown it in my own way through giving drawings and gifts whenever im able. im never worried that i dont have a place in their lives, and im trying to worry less about the disconnect between how im thought of vs how i am. i think more what i am focusing on now is that i was always a very busy person, so while my friends were always very important to me, i want to do even more to show that since i want them to be sure of it. i dont have much time for any more projects, but i want to make sure they know i would do all i can for them outside of just drawing. i think this will help a bit with feeling more comfortable saying when i think something theyre doing isnt chill to me since the feeling would Hopefully go from me being bossy to me being just looking out for them being their best selves/not letting myself be misunderstood which just happens bc i dont talk very clearly not out of any lack of caring (there is a jumbled mess between my head and my mouth)

i also want to try to make new friends, or at least new acquaintances. theres a few people (mutuals 🥴) ive really wanted to talk to more, but i never know what to say. which makes sense, since i dont even talk with my friends all that much, usually only just whatever comes up in the current conversation in vc. autism damned. that boy cannot hold a conversation for his life. but maybe drawings are the way to go. my hands are all ive got IN SUMMARY

there are more thoughts and i dont have time to reread + word everything all nice because i have to work now. it is all a rambling train of thought mess. BUT tldr: life is really good right now and i feel more solid in the friendships im keeping and i am excited for my future art endeavors now that the last thing i was waiting for (the mixing palette!!!) came in. of course friendship is the longest section its the most important thing to me. anyway dreams for the year quickly ummmmm

✦ i want to learn how to use gouache. i have it! but i have to wait till i get a few projects out to get started. i think this will be very fun and very good for me because its been so long since ive played with a new medium ✦ i want to get better at small talk. how is the weather? do you like this type of weather? what type of weather do you like? what do you like to do when it is that type of weather? ✦ i want to visit prague to see if moving there would be good + feasible. my mom and half sister want to take a trip there, so i really hope that pans out and we can all go! ✦i want to work through my moral ocd about opening up a patreon/kofi and selling merch. people wouldnt subscribe if they didnt already have the money to. it doesnt matter if i make and sell 40 acrylic charms that are plastic and bad for the environment, taylor swift takes a private jet for a 20 minute car ride. ✦ i want to reach a higher fluency with arabic. its hard to find time to practice with my huge workload, so i think once i get better at time management with the projects, i can devote my mornings to a lesson a day and make better progress. ✦ lastly ig i want to try more new foods. i have been for the past several years, but i still am not the best at having good food consistently. im too busy right now to cook every day, so again i guess when i get better at time management between projects and life, i can devote some time in the week to meal prep + cooking good food. thank you laios dungeon meshi for reinforcing this. i already knew it but now theres a hot boy telling me it

2024 the year of more wahoooooo more taking more giving more drawing more cooking more dreaming more sun in the summer

#dear diary #☺ i cant say im necessarily looking forward to the future because i know it will be hard especially in the coming years #but i think i can still look forward to the good times and that i can firmly say ill weather the bad times no problem

[rivalsforlife]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

I saw this going around a little while ago and wanted to do it myself mostly because it doesn't involve me having to answer about anything I did this year.

1. How many works do you have on A03?

20

2. What's your total A03 word count?

262,994, apparently

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Ace Attorney! I have to admit I've been writing persona 5 fanfic for most of this year but am still undecided on if I actually want to publish that. if I ever finish it.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

A Rose By Any Name (by a margin of like 1000 kudos), Deep Dark Secrets, Childswap, The Catch-Up Game, Love Languages.

I am eternally going to feel a bit bitter that the first one is that high.

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

I used to respond to them all the time because I love the interactions, but then I started getting burnt out by school and now have such a massive backlog..... so I pretty much never do these days. I'm very sorry and I still read and really appreciate all the comments I get!

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I don't write a lot of angst... and I definitely don't have a tendency to leave things on an angsty note. Maybe Need Not to Need which was in early disbarment era, or Left Behind, Looking Ahead because it's a missing scene in the middle of aai2, and Franziska ends it on the conclusion that she should prepare to not have Edgeworth in her life anymore.

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

Since I don't write a lot of angsty endings most of them are happy lol. Maybe The Opposing Council's Proposal because it ends on a proposal, which is a pretty happy event.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Nope! Everyone's been really nice.

9. Do you write smut?

Definitely not. It takes me like five minutes to work myself up to writing a kiss. I'm too squeamish about that kind of thing.

10. Do you write crossovers?

No, and I feel like that's not something I'd be very good at doing. There's so much work involved and I haven't had any situations where I feel like characters from different franchises have to meet in order to express some aspect of characterization that they couldn't do otherwise, which would be my main motivation for writing one.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not as far as I'm aware.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes!! Plenty of my fics have been translated into Chinese. I had one person write an entire rec list for my works in Chinese before and was so happy about it.

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

Nope, I feel like I wouldn't be good at this either, I've always been the kind of person who isn't good at playing with others and would want to take control of the whole thing lol.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

Narumitsu without question. It takes a lot to get me to actively care about romance, much less write it.

15. What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I have a PLvsAA canon divergence fic where everyone stays brainwashed for a much longer time (and Edgeworth also gets brainwashed) that I wish I could finish, but I feel like it's a lost cause at this point. I have an earlier version of that fic which went in a completely different direction and is less than one chapter away from being complete. There's also One Good Narumitsu Story left in me that I've had in my head since 2018, never been able to bring myself to write it, and am not sure if I ever will. I hope I do someday, though.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I think one of my favorite comments I've ever gotten talked about putting effort into developing relationships and characters outside of the main focuses of the fic - Catch-Up Game being an example, even though narumitsu is the focus, I spent some time paying attention to Phoenix's relationships with Trucy, Maya, Iris, and generally tried to make it seem like the characters had their own lives outside of what Phoenix and Edgeworth had going on. That's something I still feel pretty proud of and try to keep up when I can.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

DESCRIPTIONS. I can't describe people very well at all, probably at least partially because my facial recognition skills are atrocious. I can't describe locations or settings, either. I sometimes feel like it becomes far too obvious that I rarely leave the house.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I think it's fine on a one-off but not extensively. Like with Klavier as an example, the occasional Achtung or pet name or whatever is fine, but when it starts to be longer sentences or full conversations I draw the line.

Overall I think the best way to handle it (in a hypothetical conversation between Franziska and Edgeworth, depending on if the POV character is Edgeworth or Phoenix):

a) If the POV character speaks the language (like Edgeworth), doing something like "Franziska switched to German, so Phoenix couldn't overhear. "I am speaking in German, but you are reading it in English.""

b) If the POV character does not speak the language (like Phoenix), saying "Franziska switched to German and started yelling at Edgeworth" makes more sense - when I hear a foreign language, at least, I wouldn't be able to repeat it afterwards, because my brain does not process the words like it would English words, so I don't think it should stay in writing either.

There are practical purposes too: I wouldn't trust google translate to capture any nuance, and don't speak any other languages, so I'd want to find someone who knows the language to translate for me, which can be annoying and inconvenient for them. Also, readability. I don't think a reader should have to open up a new tab to understand your fic, is the point.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Warrior cats!! Way back in 2012 or so.

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

The Catch-Up Game is still my favorite, at least partially because I got so much engagement while posting it that it was a lot of fun to go through comments on it. The narumitsu server talked about it a lot, and I'll forever be bitter that a rogue mod wiped those channels, because it's a really good feeling when something you write can inspire discussion like that. Also, I'm still satisfied with most aspects of that fic on its own - I reread a couple of chapters just the other day and was enjoying myself, which is always a win.

#ask games

[secret-sagau-my-beloved]

Ok genshin college au headcanon time because I had 15 minutes before my next class and nothing to do with it let's go

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So Venti is totally the music major who doesn't bother with a minor

Whether or not he actually goes to class depends heavily on how hungover he is

Obviously he's forced himself to go to class when drunk/hungover out of his mind, everyone's used to it

Constantly has to flash his ID because he looks younger than pretty much everybody else, and will get approached multiple times asking if he's supposed to be there

Totally the type to adopt some introverted art major students

Becomes an absolute nuisance and decides to just invite himself to their classes because he's on good terms with like all the humanities professors

Will just walk into any sort of psychology class to critique everything that's going on and propose the most outlandish theories as a past time

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Zhongli is obviously a business major with a focus in trade, and probably a finance minor

Absolutely the perfect student type, 4.0 GPA, perfect attendance, always polite and respectful during discussions

Keeps to himself and like never goes to uni events

Is definitely the type that kind of always ask for money in subtle ways, it's hard not to feel bad for him when he never seems to have any cash on hand at all

Commits light money laundering and nobody expects it

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Ei would be a history major with a special focus on ancient civilization structure, especially in Eastern areas

I could see her getting a minor in music but not telling anyone about it

Venti caught her in the music building once and holds it over her head to get her help passing his required history classes

Professional but very strongly opinionated, will get into heated debates and is constantly scouted out to join a debate club because of it

I think she's totally the type to graduate a year or two early because of the amount of extra AP and honors credits she got through high school

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Now for characters I don't do often

Albedo is obviously a science major with a specialty in chemistry, minor in fine arts

I imagine him pursuing a masters or maybe even a doctorate

Keeps to himself but has a soft spot for first years

Everyone's always super jealous because he's both good in the technical fields and the more creative fields

Is slightly considered the campus cryptid because he's never seen outside of class, almost as if he just teleports to and from, nobody's ever been able to catch him entering or leaving

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Thoma probably got an associates degree from the local community college in general studies and decided to pursue a bachelor's in hospitality when he realized that general studies wasn't going to get him very far

Has a secret dream of simply being a house husband, but he would never share that, even though it's pretty obviously seen through some of his actions

Becomes like the local mom friend who everyone who wants a non microwaved meals goes to, he ends up creating a bit of a side business just selling decent food made in bulk at low prices to struggling students

Thought about pursuing a veterinarian degree, but ended up abandoning the idea after seeing how much time and money he'd have to devote to it

Always seems to be around when you need him, just casually walking around the campus, helping out people in his free time

Professors love him

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Childe is a special case, he's more the type who doesn't put a whole lot of effort into classes and only takes a few per semester, so it takes him way longer to graduate than pretty much everyone else

I feel like he would go for a business degree just because it's so general, doubt he would actually try for any minor, but I could see him being interested in like computer science as a hobby type thing

He very rarely actually shows up to class, but he still manages to pass with a relatively good grade because of how he performs on tests

Is simultaneously both a good and bad influence

Is rumored to get into a lot of scuffles, but none of them are ever proven, so he's never actually kicked out

Totally rich kid vibes, but not in like an asshole way, he just throws around money like it's absolutely nothing

Might expand on this with more characters later ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#genshin impact #genshin venti #genshin zhongli #genshin ei #genshin thoma #genshin albedo #genshin childe #stupid headcanons #collage au

[party-in-eldarya]

Playing ANE ep 10 p2

Before you start reading: this is not the best ANE episode, by any means. Not my best review either. I think this is where the problems begin for me: the action part is almost non-existen (because what we do here can be almost called “slice of life”), and interactions are superficial, spare and with 2ndary characters. I did not enjoy this episode so far and it shows. 

Off we go to see Purriry. 

 This season we waste so much maana of chaotic Erika’s thoughts, repetitive sentences. Thus we should not waste those dialogues lines on characters that are not the main focus. I know that it would make Eel and Eldarya seem even emptier (is that even a word? looks weird to me), but I am in the middle of season and I haven’t exchange single meanigful conversation with Lance nor Nevra. I barely know those guys. In the middle of season. 

BTW, it is ridiculous: we have spent 3 days on training, and whole week on designing outfits. PRIORITIES!

So what is the thing that Erika is into? I swear to gods, Beemoov made the blandest MC ever. The only thing that turns her on is sacrifying herself. 

Hear, hear! A member of Erika’s family who wasn’t evil and with whom she spent some time! But it’s not like she miss them, no. 

It is not surprising? What is surprising is why you are shocked about it- after almost a year spent on Eldarya you should know this feeling by heart. Unless you didn’t talk about Earth with anyone, then... What happened with faeries who knew Earth? Nevra knew Twilight and Ykhar surely wasn’t the only faery fascinated by our culture... 

I kinda like her spirit. She is confident, excited about her job. Erika tho... we spent lots of maana od Erika panicking over outfits. She cant, she doesnt know if she is able, what ifs, what if nots. Boring! And lame. She has whole week for this task, why such reaction during first 15 minutes? It is def not fun to read those thoughts. I know, I know- she is humble. But... uh, this is not nicely written, and it is not interesting, I feel like I am wasting maana. 

I still think that whole (long) scene in the shop was rather dull. Sure, there was a rather nice moment where Puriry showed how passionate and serious she is about fashion which was a nice contrast to our bland, stiff and  dissociating Erika, who, I will repeat, is only interested in training with sword and dying for Eldarya. But I dislike the part where Puriry was dissing Earth for having outfits that fit all occassions (not true btw, but Erika sucks at explaining things, what’s new). This, dear Beemoov, could be a nice moment for Erika to fire back a fierce answer about pollution, fast fashion and how to be  sustainable. Quite fashionable topic if you ask me, something that Beemoov likes. But no, our MC is staying quiet, afraid to anger the cat, but in her head she repeats how she dislikes being called “a barbarian”. Sweety, you could ask Puriry to stop or you could explain to her that we do not have one outfit that fits all. Insead you chose being dumb. Worm has stronger spine than Erika. Important person my ass.

Morover, I do not think that those CATS are important enough for plot to waste precious maana on them. In TO it had some sense, as we used to pay for movement not dialogues- so having many side characters just made world more vivid. It also worked with longer season. Here, with this ‘new” maana system it is really cruel to force us to waste maana on boring conversation, when I, in the middle of season, still don’t know what kind of person Lance is. Or what was Leiftan’s plan. Or things like that. What Beemoov could have written here is Karuto’s romance, to build up some tension and raise the stakes for final episodes, but Beemoov failed here. 

After day of work I decided to walk for a while- because I LOVE eldarya at night. The arts and sprites deserve better story. 

Erika meets Aldaric, and that conversation is weird which is a given with this character. This time it’s not good type of weird tho. 

He didn’t believe in mermaids and no one told him that at least 3 stayed in Eel for years. Do they even talk in Eel? How do they communicate? Mermaids weren’t rare race, so I am sure that at least is still in Eel... unless the Guard is as deserted as it seems. That would explain why same characters are sent over and over on missions. 

Not to mention that whole conversation served nothing, unlike last one, when Aldaric shared with us his “carpe diem” motto, which was meant to help Erika cope with destruction of Eldarya. 

Same, Erika, different reasons tho. Wth was this conversation for? We already knew that sylph is ditzy.

Anyway. We didn’t learnt anything from this conversation, and it was pointless. It wasn’t even that charming? 

So far I have spent way too much maana on semi-racist conversation with Puriry, pointless chit chat with Adalrik/Aldarik/avatar guy with wings. For my personal bingo I need my familiar. 

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. What for, beemoov? What is the reason and goal? 6 maana on gems like this one:

But hey, we got those bits of “romance” we were promised: 

Considering that in TO Leiftan openly admitted he hated humans with all his black heart he won’t be thrilled. Unless ofc the writers lost those notes about him.

Erika, from me to you: 

You dumbass. 

Beemoov. I genuinely like that you are trying to mix romance and action bits and I don’t think that romance happening via Erika’s thoughts at this point of story is bad- so far I enjoy it in this episode. Would prefer if it was written during our little walk, so I could marvel at your superior backgrounds instead of reading Alda Adal the blue guy’s nonsense. You know, black background is not inspiring, but that’s fine. Please work harder on “action” parts kk? Puriry and Blue Guy parts could be better. 

We fall asleep wondering on marvelous bond between me and Leiftan (8 maana for my love btw) and we woke up to this abomination: 

It’s 12 maana spent on familiar vs 8 spent on my LI. PRIORITIES. 

And we are gonna measure all our friends, at least that’s what Erika thinks. And let me ask this question: why? I see why Erika was asked to help Puriry with designs, but why it’s her to take part in measuring? This is a bit... too much? Surely someone could be uncomfortable? Not Lance- since he is walking dick-naked around Eel with no worry in his orange head and probably not Nevra. But Mathieu? Leiftan? We do not know if HC would be comfortable to be gropped by her subordinate, surely, SURELY everyone would feel more comfortable to have it done by the usual, PURIRY. Who, btw, is not doing sewing herself- she has Jamon and ... Karuto? I guess? to do that work. I know whole scene is a fanservice, I like fanservie if it makes sense. Like LI and Erika making out while waiting in Puriry shop or something. Let’s see how the scene goes, but next time. This piece is really not good, but so it the episode. My depression hits again, the world is cruel, and it’s me playing this episode rn: 

#playing ANE what a joy #rant #i am not ok

[snapdragonsxoxo]

Stupid teenagers and their inability to cope with their emotions in a healthy way but it’s like cute… kinda 🐿️

I have an actual essay I should be writing-

They'd separate for a bit. Maybe when they're young or maybe as teenagers. Absence makes the heart grow fonder or whatever. I'd like to think they got into an argument but they also could have just gotten super sucked into their lives and were too busy to talk. I dunno they're kinda obsessed with each other so I think their separation would be intentional.

Maybe they separate because she's on track to becoming queen? (I still think of her as a princess but my au is more based on eg so maybe she's on track to becoming a principal? l'm really not sure. I like princess a lot more She wants to focus on her studies and pushes him away. At first she's always busy and he understands but weeks turn into months and he gets frustrated.

They'd def separate after she freaked out. She wanted to talk to him but she couldn't bring herself to.

Regardless he called everyday at first begging her to say she's alright or really to say anything. She wouldn't.

Luna would tell him that she's alright and just needs a little space. He'd call her and talk about her day, the voice mails would range from 5 to 15 minutes. And of course she'd listen to every one several times, to the point where she could recite it. After a couple months of no one being able to get much out of her Celestia requested him.

He'd knock on door softly and get no response, then he'd knock a little harder. There'd be a muffled "go away" she wouldn't keep her door locked she's a good kid. He'd slowly twist the knob and glance around. Her room looked different. Her huge canopy bed had been moved from the center of her room to the corner, her sheets were still purple and her plush animals covered the entire bed. He spotted the Tom nook plush he'd given her for Christmas years ago with her arm wrapped tightly around it. She'd have band posters on her wall, ones that He'd never seen her listen to. More interesting there were bright colored clothes littered on her floor. In all the time he'd known her she'd never worn anything bright, she loved soft colors. The neons hurt her eyes, but yet here they were sprawled across the floor. Which led to another realization her room was far messier than he'd ever seen it. She was by no means clean and organized but her chaos made sense to her. This seemed different though, there were no longer books and notes sprawled across her floor, but magazines and various snacks. He stepped into the room, she didn't move from under her covers. He made his way to the bed and sat down near her legs. "Your rooms a mess" he chuckled. Immediately she scrambled up from under the covers, making his eyes widen. Twi had always had unusually long hair, she'd constantly complain about brushing it all, at times it was such a chore she'd beg Mordecai to do it for her. It was a dark purple color, almost blue. Bangs accompanied the the long hair. They were blunt, precise, as were the ends of her hair. The girl who had emerged from the blanket had short hair, with blonde patches sprinkled in. Her hair wasn't all that had changed, she had never been very fond of makeup, only wore it when attending events with Celestia.

However makeup was present on her face, smudged dark circles surrounded her eyes. Her lips were pink a color her recognized as the one she'd worn to an event a year prior for a fund raiser. She adored it. The glasses he'd commented on for years were no where to be found. She'd completed changed, well not quite, the black transformers hoodie she'd worn everywhere was still present. It had small bleach stains, presumably from when she'd dyed her hair. Dark little eyes stared at him, scanning over his face. " I'm sorry I-" she whispered quietly. " I should have called you back. I should have let you know I'm ok" He didn't process her words, continued looking at her appearance. " you changed you hair" he noted with a small smile. " now I see why Celestia called, blonde streaks? How original" he teased. " Celestia?" She repeated confused. “Yeah that's how concerned she was, and I see why. Not that there's anything wrong with how you look it's just.. different. You cut it with kiddie scissors didn't you?" He said gestering to her hair. " kitchen sears" she smiled. " interesting, it suits you" " now you don't have to brush it anymore" she giggled. " I never understood why you didn't jus use your magic to do it" she stiffened at the mention of magic. He glanced at her confused before realizing. " how long has it been?"

"7 months" she muttered looking away. He stared at her in shock. *7 months" he repeated. * I dont want to do it anymore, I don't want to become that again. I don't want to hurt anyone" she trailed off. " so no I haven't done anything in 7 months* The gravity of the situation started to set in. " you see the new transformers movie?" He asked switching topics. Her head perked up at that. " no I haven't left the dorms in a month* With that he crawled off the bed. "Cmon" he said gesturing for her to follow. "I'll buy m&ms for you to put in the popcorn"

#mordetwi #crackship #headcanons #twilight sparkle #mordecai regular show #no beta we die like men #self indulgent #slay #fluff #angst #ok goodnight

[convenientalias]

A Short Reclist for Short Cdramas

This year I've been watching a lot more cdramas! Especially compared to last year, where I finished like... two cdramas? and DNFed every other one I started? I was wondering why I've had such an easier time watching cdramas and actually finishing them this year and I realized. It's very simple. It's because the cdramas I've been watching have been shorter.

Now honestly if you added up all the cdrama episodes I've watched this year, you might say I could as easily have finished longer cdramas--but listen. It's not just about what time I have, it's about how much time I'm willing to commit to a single cdrama. It's about being on episode 10 of a show I'm kind of into and not having to ask myself, would I watch another 40 episodes of this show, but instead simply asking, would I watch another 10. It's about attention span, too! I loved The Rise of Phoenixes last year. Every time I watched it I would watch several episodes in quick succession. But it is 70 fucking episodes. I watched 28 episodes of it, and if it had been, say, a 40 episode show, I would have clung to my focus and finished it. But 28 episodes is less than half of 70, and my attention span simply was not great enough.

Anyways. This is all to say I may someday finish The Rise of Phoenixes, and maybe you will too, but in the meantime, here's a short list of shorter cdramas you can binge (and I have binged!) in a reasonable period of time, roughly in order of just how short they really are.

Tier 1: I Would Be Surprised If You Didn't Binge This In A Week or Less. With Commitment You Could Probably Do It In 2 Days.

The miniseries tier.

Destined to Meet You--A cutesy little webseries I found this year. A Business Romance (yes, this is a genre) between a rich businesswoman and a college student who has a few tricks up his sleeve. Involves a marriage of convenience but also just immense cutesiness. One upside of a show being short is that my romance/fluff tolerance is greatly heightened! I would not be able to watch 20 full length episodes of this show but it is 20 ten minute episodes and therefore very doable.

A Familiar Stranger--A historical romance with political intrigue, swapped identities and faces, and a couple that met a long time ago reuniting with secrets to hide from each other. Also fairly cutesy in its romance but with the typical edge of historical intrigue, a little action and whump. 8 episodes of about half an hour each.

Addicted Heroin--A gay school romance (yes, I mean gay romance, not bromance! I was surprised bc my experience with cdramas is a lot of censoring, and it's not that Addicted Heroin isn't censored, but it kind of predates some of the heavier censoring, and also the way it was censored is more like "it was supposed to be twice as long and has a cliffhanger ending" rather than "they stare at each other meaningfully but never kiss.") between stepsiblings that do not initially know they are stepsiblings. Tons of bantering and aggressive flirtation, lots of shenanigans and a certain level of whump. Problematique. 15 episodes of about 25 minutes each.

Love Is More Than a Word--Censored gay romance historical drama, focused on the relationship between a magistrate and a scholar in a country province. Includes some political intrigue and lots of slashiness, but feels like it was meant to be longer (probably cut down due to censoring). 12 episodes of half an hour each.

Tier 2: Could In Theory Take Two Weeks But Did Not Take Me That Long

Reset--Really excellent time loop thriller. Every episode is very plot focused, yet it still takes the time to flesh out characters without giving a sense of filler. 15 episodes of the typical 45-minute length.

Yes there is only one show I'd rec in this category. It's a great length though. But I think once you hit around twenty episodes, which is more typical, you might be like me and not be able to sustain a binge, which means you're more in the territory of...

Tier 3: Could Be Reasonably Binged in Three Weeks

Here we get some dramas that are long enough for more in-depth development typical of a longer cdrama, but still easy to finish.

Ancient Detective--A detective travels the jianghu solving mysteries and seeking the story behind his father's death. Fun ensemble cast, sort of a case-per-episode vibe except the cases generally last more like 4-6 episodes. 24 episodes total of 45 minutes each.

Rattan--An alien plant woman comes back to life after being murdered like 80 years ago, and sets out to find her murderer with a human helper at her side. There's a little romance, a lot of mystery and fantasy elements, and enough whump to satisfy me at least :) I loved the two leads; I'd seen both of them in other shows before but I think they really shone in this one. 30 episodes of 45 minutes each.

Under the Skin--Case procedural buddy cop show with a genius sketch artist and a cop who blames said sketch artist for his mentor's death. Oh, the tension! Honestly my favorite part of this show was seeing what ridiculous trick Shen Yi was going to pull with his sketching next, ranging from reconstructing a face from blurred images to drawing a face based off the structure of a skull to drawing from the description of a witness under the influence of drugs who is unable to give a coherent report. 20 episodes of 45 minutes each.

Xiang Long--I'm not sure I should be putting this show on a reclist bc I kind of hate it but I also kind of love it and you know what, a love-hate watch of 20 episodes is not that big of a commitment, so! If you want to watch a Republican-era historical drama that is mostly just about two young masters and their toxic slashy obsession, replete with whump and melodrama, and you see the occasional urge to yell at the screen as a plus, Xiang Long is here for your needs.

I'm going to demonstrate some self control and end this reclist here! For me, it's usually much easier to finish a kdrama than a cdrama sheerly because of length, but with the exception of Rattan, all of these shows come out to as long as the average kdrama or shorter (calculating the average kdrama as about 16 episodes of about 70 minutes each). So if you have similar problems with finishing things to me, you might try one of these out!

#cdramas #rec list #typically i rate things when i make cdrama lists! #but i am not rating these i am simply saying i love them #if youre curious about any of these feel free to send me an ask i would love to rant about them

[blueboyluca]

My friend told me that she wouldn’t make the same mistakes with her next dog. I cheerfully told her that she would get to make brand new mistakes. The joy of having more than one dog is getting to know a whole new individual with their own quirks and traits. It’s also interesting to compare and contrast them to reflect on their needs and the approaches to caring for them.

I’ve been thinking about the differences between Luca and Marceline both physically and emotionally. They are so different, sometimes they feel almost opposite each other on all spectrums. They’ve each been challenging to me in different ways.

I’ve broken down my thoughts into five areas. With Luca (7 years), our relationship is very solid and my focus is to maintain it by regularly providing him opportunities to do the things he loves. With Marceline (3 years), our relationship is still being built so my focus is to continue to show her I am trustworthy and fun.

Fitness

Luca does best with 6 walks per week, half of them off-leash. He needs at least one solo walk per week. He does best if his walks are in the 1 hour range. He enjoys access to water, but rarely swims. Luca has excellent endurance and can maintain pace. He does short bursts of running, but does better at a trot. He has good spatial awareness for environmental hazards and good balance.

Marceline needs 5–6 walks per week, half of them off leash. She needs at least one solo walk per week. She cannot walk more than about 1.5 hours at a time and does best with 30 minutes. She loves to have short swims if possible. She has low endurance, but is a great sprinter and relishes the opportunity to run. She is very agile and has good balance. She is a good jumper, but not as confident at heights. She benefits from at least one agility session each week of about 10–15 minute duration.

Resilience

Luca has an incredibly strong ability to bounce back. He is very good at coming down, resting and re-energising. He is not usually shaken by traumatic events and doesn’t show much environmental sensitivity. He becomes much less resilient when he cannot keep moving through an area; he becomes defensive if he feels the need to stake a claim somewhere. His dog manners are generally  rude, but he can redirect from most dog–dog interactions. However, he will make a situation worse if the other dog is equally rude as himself. Luca chooses fight before flight or freeze.

Marceline is very slow to bounce back and can be environmentally sensitive. She is good at resting and re-energising, but takes longer to come down from a stressful experience. She can become shaken and put off to certain dogs, people or environments. With reassurance, she can overcome most of her sensitivity. She is very good-natured with other dogs and people, but is very aware of her size and generally avoids large dogs or looming humans. She is not afraid of asserting herself at home, but relies on me to provide safety and security away from home. Marceline chooses flight over fight or freeze.

Training

Luca is motivated by food, but its high value sometimes makes it difficult for him to concentrate. His early training provided him a strong base for picking up new skills and offering new behaviours. He picks up things quickly. I’ve never been able to teach him good body awareness, but his base fitness gets him through. He flings himself around a lot in training. He is very brave and will try most things for reinforcement. When hesitant, he can overcome it with encouragement and increasing the rate of reinforcement. Rate of reinforcement is more important to him than value of reinforcement. He will generally keep working for food, unless the expected behaviours become too physically intensive, such as jumping or sprinting.

Marceline is food and toy motivated, depending on the circumstances. The value of reinforcement is as important for her as the rate of reinforcement. She has some body awareness but lacks confidence on unfamiliar surfaces and at heights. She requires lots of encouragement when asked to perform new behaviours and lots of repetitions before understanding a concept. She values moving reinforcement over static reinforcement, both with food and toys. She has a time and appetite limit for training and will tap out early if she feels pressured, full, tired or bored.

Play

Luca likes physical play in micro bouts, but does not enjoy toy play. His preferred play is physical play with other dogs, which I will sometimes facilitate before being ignored. Luca never initiates play with me (I had to teach him to play with me), but is very receptive and willing to play with his dog friends.

Play is extremely important to Marceline. She enjoys multiple bouts in a row. With me, she prefers to use toys for both fetch and tug. She sometimes engages in physical play if she is feeling overly aroused, but generally defaults to toy play. She also loves physical play with other dogs and also likes me to facilitate bouts. Marceline solicits play often, both with me and with her dog friends.

Companionship

Luca likes to know where I am at all times at home, except when he is patrolling the yard. He maintains a natural radius around me outside the home. He loves to have short petting sessions, but is not a cuddler and prefers to rest on his own on the cool floor. Both training and exercise are major components of our bond, which makes these activities highly valuable to him. Luca has a lot of trust that I will provide him good experiences and is therefore open to engaging with me in almost any scenario.

Marceline is a velcro dog when I am home, but prefers to be independent outside the home (unless an environment is considered unsafe). At home, she wants to be touching me or at least nearby, and requires regular sessions of physical attention either through petting or play. Play is more important to her than exercise or training. She trusts that I will keep her safe, but she does not fully trust that I will always provide a fun experience.

#dog thoughts #Luca #Marceline

[focsle]

hello SJ i hope you're well! i had a quick question: how do you keep your discipline and focus to make your projects happen?

I'm pretty good! I have a long answer for your quick question.

Practical answer (that works but is of course surface level): Try to set aside a little bit of time each day or at least a few times a week. Even if it's super low stakes, like 15 minutes, to work on your project. Or like, 'I will work on this for as long as this album lasts'. I find those 15 minutes quickly morph into much longer times because I get sucked into it, but if I don't set aside that time it can be hard or daunting to get started. 'Working' can also mean 'thinking' or 'looking for inspiration'. It doesn't have to be active physical creation all the time.

I also personally think fully outlining the scope of a project is helpful to keep from getting stuck or written into a corner because you can see the full spread of everything at all times regardless of how fleshed out it is, and be able to respond fluidly whenever you need to change or fix something, but that's a personal preference.

NOW, my more wooey but, imo, ultimate answer that needs to exist for the practical answer above to do anything long term:

You need to design projects around what you really care about. Ideally things that you've cared about for a very very long time. Not what you think you should care about, or what other people think you should care about, but the things that you always find yourself drawn to and returning to. I think asking 'what do I love' and 'why do I love it', or 'what am I obsessed with' and 'why am I obsessed with it' is helpful.

I remember I gave a talk to some college students about this very thing and I opened it with ‘what’s a long time obsession you’ve had’. Because I think exploring what we always come back to and why we come back to it is really what sustains passion and interest in a project, regardless of what’s trending, or what’s marketable, or what's expected of you, or what new shiny media you’re engaging with at the time is.

There are A LOT of projects I started and didn’t finish. And it wasn’t because it was about something I wasn't interested in or didn't care about! But all of those long-term projects were also tied to ideas of ‘who is my audience…what am I trying to say with this to a wider group of people…what's the point of me making this particular kind of art...what work do I want to be known for?’ Which isn’t to say those aren’t important questions, but those are questions that will be naturally answered when you turn to ‘why do I feel drawn to this specific thing so fully and so deeply?' and will perhaps be more authentically answered rather than if you go into a project with those being your early questions.

All of this research and all of this work I do for Going to Weather is something that would be very tedious if it was something that I didn’t utterly love. But this is what I do on a Friday night at like, 2am. And I think that love of something is really what not only sustains a project but enriches it.

And I wanna emphasize that what works for one person is not gonna work for another person, and so ultimately you have to find what serves you and what serves that passion on your own. And the paths to following that passion are sometimes really winding, and really random, and they take you places that you never would have expected. As an example, the thing that gave me the greatest grounding in doing my work was stumbling into public history as a career, not art like I expected, despite having zero background in it and also being terrified of public speaking from the ages of like, 12-22! If what you care about takes you away from your initial idea, I say follow it, cos the end of it all, it’s all in service to connecting to what you really care about.

I personally think love enriches a story more than anything else.

#asks #anonymous

[void-star]

7, 12, 19, 35

7. What is your deepest joy about writing?

That moment when the scene comes together and you feel it. It's the most satisfying thing in the world.

12. If a genie offered you three writing wishes, what would they be? Btw if you wish for more wishes the genie turns all your current WIPs into Lorem Ipsum, I don’t make the rules

I would wish for:

More confidence in what I'm doing as I'm doing it, so I can stop getting blocked by the fear of criticism and spectre of perfectionism.

The ability to focus on what I'm writing for longer than 15-20 minutes a day, so I can get more than 200 words done.

A 3-day work week with extremely high pay so we all have more time to dedicate to our crafts without risking losing our basic necessities.

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

I started writing with play-by-post roleplaying on (various) forums back in the 2000s. I love characters, character development, and interpersonal drama a lot; all the rest of the aspects of a story are certainly fun, but those remain at the core for me.

I started cause I was a traumatized, lonely, and deeply alienated kid.

I was scared to write fanfiction for the longest time. Then I was scared to write original fiction. I've been through phases where I think my writing is better than it is, only to find that my skill isn't well practiced and I can't achieve what I'm trying to achieve.

I stopped writing for many years. I don't know how many, because my memory is terrible.

Eventually I took two years of creative writing courses in college and discovered that I preferred to write in community with other writers. My first writing group very quickly dissolved as all my college friends dropped the craft and went in very different life directions.

Three years ago, I had the lowest point of my entire life. I died and I came back. I only came back because I discovered a new, fun art form that made me want to write again... that made me want to commit to creating something multifaceted and full of depth.

So that's what I did. I started writing again. I sought out a new writing community. I made new friends and discussed writing with people who are both very enthusiastic about stories and books and writing in general, and know what they're talking about when discussing storycrafting.

Now I'm here. I'm writing... I'm mainly playing, to be honest, and by proxy, learning to get through the entire process. Challenging myself and seeing myself be able to reach the reasonable goals I've learned to set for myself.

I don't know where I'm going. I don't even know how much time I'll have to get somewhere. But I would like to write a novel, in fact I have loosely started one... and I would like to work on writing and producing audio dramas... because I wouldn't be here right now without them.

35. What’s your favorite writing rule to smash into smithereens?

The idea that there's only one correct way to write fiction, and only one way to be taken seriously as a writer. This is vague, but every time I write something new, I am playing with a new way to write the thing I'm writing. I want to stay exploring what it means to write and tell a story.

Maybe that's to be expected with how relatively little experience I have for how long I have technically been writing, but every writer and writing advice in the world about what POV to use, what words to avoid, what types of sentences to delete, etc. can honestly go all the way to hell. The only thing that matters is knowing what you're trying to do.

#answered #writer ask game

[whats-wild-to-you]

The Chosen One (Jay Park fiction)

Intro - Vivian "Ji Won" Kang

It's been exactly a year since you and Brian broke up. Today would've been your 5-year anniversary. Three months after you got together you promised each other to get married in 5 years. Instead, you broke up. No, he broke up with you!

Your job is so demanding I don't think you have the time to really focus on our relationship. I want to get married and have children but you love your work too much.

As if it was a crime to care about one's job. After all, your work was what kept you fed, clothed and with a roof over your head since the age of 19.

Only too willingly, your ex agreed to move out of your shared apartment in just a week.

Did he plan this? How could he find a new apartment in New York City in just a week?

The next time you saw him was a month after your breakup. He was walking near Central Park and he wasn't alone. Next to him was a gorgeous woman, tall, beautiful and well dressed. His arm was around her waist and you saw them smiling at each other.

Of course! My job was never the reason why he left. He just found someone better!

Heartbroken, you went back to your apartment and packed your bags.

The next day at the hospital you notified the administration about your resignation. You just couldn't stay in New York City any longer.

For the longest time you wanted to travel to South Korea and spend some time in Seoul. You visited with your family over the summer when you were younger but you barely remembered now. The last time you were there was in 2009, before you started working as a nurse.

Since then, you never took more than two weeks off. Work was busy but you loved it, so you ended up filling in for whoever was sick. You didn't mind at first since you were the youngest in your team and also single. Other nurses were older, some were already married or had a kid.

Viv, could you fill in for me please?

Thanks for filling in, Viv!

You heard these phrases a lot but you never thought about how working all those extra shifts took time away from your personal life.

It sort of changed when you met Brian. He was the best man at a colleague's wedding and you two hit it off immediately.

That day, you originally intended to leave early but thanks to Brian you stayed at the reception all night.

You talked to him about everything and felt like you finally found your soulmate. Naturally you exchanged numbers and met up a few days later.

In the beginning of your relationship he was very understanding of your varying working hours. He would often meet you at the hospital after he got off work.

It's slow at the moment, I can leave for 15 minutes.

With time, he started nagging more and more.

Do you have to work every weekend? It's been months since we went somewhere nice. Do you have to work so many night shifts? I haven't seen you in days!

Slowly but surely you realized your lifestyles were very different. You couldn't match his 9 to 5 schedule and it started to cause problems.

Weddings, birthdays, anniversaries. You were rarely able to attend those and at some point Brian became tired covering for you.

What's more important, Viv? Your job or your boyfriend?

That question took you by surprise. And it made you angry. How could he pose such an ultimatum? He knew very well how much you loved your job. And also how much you loved him!

That's unfair! I try everything to make it work!

Will you stop working once we're married?

That was two months before he left you. You hesitated because you didn't know what to say. You felt backed against the wall, no matter what you said, he would never be satisfied.

He left that night, said he would crash at a colleague's place. It was the first fight you didn't resolve right away. The atmosphere the next day between you was awkward and you knew it couldn't be fixed.

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Intro - Jay Park

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