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emo-batboy · 9 months

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Battinson on SNL

Idk how popular Saturday Night Live is outside of the US so there will be some links for context. That said, as a New Jersey native, I think Battinson would totally watch the show. And since he's a celebrity...👀

To promote WE’s newest charity fund, Alfred signs Bruce up to be a guest host on SNL (à la this post) The announcement is made, and everyone’s like “oh this is going to be a disaster. That man can’t even hold eye contact or speak a full sentence without crying.”

But oh, that’s why it’s so funny.

Now, hear me out. Bruce’s strengths are displayed best when he’s himself. That’s why he’s so popular in Gotham. That’s why the internet calls him Relatable TM and a Disaster (Affectionate) and “Poor Little Meow Meow.” It’s his ✨ essence ✨

But he tends to get overwhelmed or self-conscious onstage, right? Because he can’t be Himself himself if he has time to overthink something. So after a few meetings with Bruce, the writers of SNL figure out the perfect way to keep Bruce from getting anxious.

They decide to load this episode with as many skits where Bruce plays different caricature-like versions of himself as possible. The objective? Make him break character and laugh so he doesn’t overthink. And if he breaks character, he’ll still technically be in character because he’s playing himself, you know? Genius.

So that’s how they go about structuring the show. During the few days they have to write, they decide to take everything about Bruce’s public image and either ramp it up to 11 or turn it on its head.

He speaks quietly? Turn it into a running gag. He dresses in all black? Make him emo. He tips well? Add that in too. He’s “depressed” and “sad?” Literally, all he does on screen is laugh and break character. What’s not to love?

Of course, Bruce also gets to decide what skits are in each episode as well. (Refer to this if you have no idea how SNL works.) He loves the idea, though, and he has a surprisingly dark sense of humor which bleeds into some of the sketches. They add in a few skits without him, and they’ve got their lineup.

It’s the wildest episode of the season. Here are the highlights:

OPENING MONOLOGUE

It’s the big night, everyone’s excited to see Bruce Wayne hosting a live sketch comedy show with no idea how it will turn out.

To begin his monologue, Bruce walks on, opens his mouth to start talking, and immediately two cast members appear as stagehands to set up six microphones in front of him. He is already struggling to keep himself together.

Bruce: “You may be wondering why I’m host- Cast Member: *adds one more tiny microphone to his chest* Bruce: “You may be wondering why I’m hosting tonight.”

It’s working. The audience loves it.

Halfway through, Kate McKinnon comes out in a dark cloak with a chalice. “Your sustenance, my lord.” *sees camera* “Oh. Sorry. Carry on.” And she shambles off. Bruce has to take a second before continuing.

Bruce knows when (most of) the jokes come. It’s literally on the cue cards, but he still falls into a fit of giggles.

There are a few more gags, including Lex Luthor peeking out from behind the band set-up, all teasing the show to come.

Overall, an amazing way to set the tone for the episode. Expectations have been set. Then the skits begin!

(Oh but before I forget: During every single live skit with Bruce, the writers have scheduled for one of the cast members to run in dressed as a stagehand and put an extra mic on him. They do not tell him when it will happen.)

SKIT #1

Between the monologue and the first skit, he has to do a really fast quick change, but to everyone’s surprise, Bruce is a natural. (Huh, wonder why.)

The skit is called Gotham PTA Meeting. We open in a meeting room full of stereotypical PTA moms setting down baked goods and gossiping. And apparently, there is a new PTA member attending today 👀

Right as the meeting starts, he enters. Bruce walks in wearing the most emo get-up imaginable. He’s got a Nirvana shirt, a comical amount of eyeliner, black skinny jeans, chain accessories, metal rings, AND a clip-in extension to give him fringe.

Someone immediately runs in and puts another mic on him.

PTA Mom: “Oh, Bruce! You made it! Did you bring a snack?” Bruce: “I brought lemon bars.” PTA Mom: “Why are they black?” Bruce: “They match my soul…they’re also vegan.”

He talks like a moody teenager. HE CONSTANTLY has to brush the fringe off to the side to read the cue cards. And because there’s so much eyeliner and he’s sweating a bit from the lights, it starts running everywhere.

PTA Mom: “Bruce, you’re a little quiet. What are your thoughts on increasing the school lunch budget?” Bruce: *eyeliner dripping down his chin* “I think it’s a great idea.”

SKIT #2

For a pre-filmed skit, they bring back the Chad character with Pete Davidson.

It’s 2 am, and Chad is working at a 24hr drug store in Gotham. He’s reading Twilight (the book is upside down) when the lights begin to flicker.

He turns around and tries the light switch, turns back around, and JUMPSCARE it’s Bruce dressed as Edward from Twilight.

Yes, he IS sparkly.

Bruce is awkwardly holding a bunch of items, all concerning. He plops down a few knives, several raw meats, Sudafed. Chad: “Oh hey.” Bruce: O_O “I’d like to check out please.” Chad: “Lit.”

Chad’s “No Fucks Given” energy and Bruce’s “Please Do Not Perceive Me” energy clash like titans. The whole skit centers around it.

Bruce: *sweating bullets* “Oh. You’re reading Twilight?” Chad: “Just the title.” Bruce: *throws the book through the window at lightning speed* “It’s not very good. You should probably read something else.” Chad: *shrugs* “Okay.”

Chad: “ID?” Bruce: “ID? For what?” Chad: “Sudafed.” Bruce: “Oh. I don’t really need that, actually.” Chad: “Already scanned it.” Bruce: “Haha. Of course.” *awkwardly produces a scroll from his pocket that says Bruce Wayne DOB: 1901* Chad: “Okay.”

Bruce checks out, Chad picks up a porno mag or something, and we see Bruce turn into a bat and fly off through the window behind him.

SKIT #3

The next skit they have is Celebrity Family Feud: Billionaires Edition. Again, Bruce plays himself, but he’s more of a background character. Instead, the skit makes fun of billionaires as a whole.

Bruce’s team consists of Kylie Jenner, Lex Luthor, and Oliver Queen. So just imagine three Lucille Bluths standing beside one another.

Bruce’s bit? He just keeps handing cash to Steve Harvey every time he breathes in his direction.

Host: "We got the richest man in the world: Bruce Wayne!" Bruce: *hands him a roll of cash* Host: "Oh, what’s this for?" Bruce: "It’s your tip. I always tip." Host: "Oh, Mr. Wayne, you don’t usually tip the show host. I’m also a millionaire myself." Lex Luthor: *snatches it* "Well, if you’re not going to use it, I will…for charity, of course." Host: "Uh huh, whatever helps you sleep at night."

Just a ton of fun quips, the usual.

At some point, Harvey says, “That’s batty.” Bruce: *ducks* “Where?!” Host: “Oh, I don’t mean Batman. He’s not here.” Bruce: “You don’t know that.”

This time, the mic bit is a bit different.

Host: “We asked 100 billionaires: How much does a loaf of bread cost? Top three answers are on the board.” Bruce: *hits buzzer* Host: Bruce, your answer is? Cast Member: *runs in with a megaphone and holds it in front of Bruce* Bruce: “TEN DOLLARS?”

Board dings! That was the #1 answer

Brucie Wayne for the win

SKIT #4

Next is a skit that dares to ask Gotham, “Why would anyone live here?”

The skit begins with someone opening a press conference for Wayne Enterprises. “And now presenting: Bruce Wayne!” Bruce walks in…

But it’s not him. Instead, it’s one of the cast members dressed in a black suit with horribly gelled brown hair.

Everyone in the audience is wondering where the actual Bruce is before another cast member runs onstage crying, “Help! Help! I’ve just been robbed! Somebody call Batman!”

A mini version of the bat-signal lights up…

We hear some generic hero music play…

And there he is: Bruce Wayne dressed in a horribly cheap Batman costume

(They got the cowl ALL wrong btw)

Bruce puts his hands on his hips in a weird superhero pose. Bruce: “I’m Batm-” Cast Member: *runs out to attach another mic to his costume* Bruce: “….I’m Batman!”

Cue all of the gags and digs against Batman. The fake Bruce faints then starts crying under a table. Someone calls Batman a furry. Bruce is barely keeping it together the whole time. Lord help him, but he asked for it. He approved the skit.

Bruce: “Looks like a job for my bat taser!” Cast Member: “Isn’t that just a taser with a bat on it?” Bruce: *whispers* “You shut your mouth.”

He saves the day, the police take the thief into custody, then Batman myStErioUsly disappears. Bruce: “Look over there!” *runs off* Cast Member: “Oh my gooood, how did he do that?”

CLOSING SEGMENT

Finally, they have the Weekend Update where Bruce comes on as himself for the final time.

Since they got his permission, the writers switch out some of Bruce’s jokes last minute. (Think Bill Hader’s Stefon which notoriously caused him to break character because the writers would mess with his cue cards.)

News Anchor: “Here to promote his newest humanitarian project: Bruce Wayne!” “Mr. Wayne, what a pleasure to see you today.” Bruce: “Thank you. This is probably the longest I’ve been out of the house.” News Anchor: “Since the Riddler catastrophe?” Bruce: “Since ever.”

News Anchor: “So Mr. Wayne! Before you make your announcement, any life updates?” Bruce: “Yes, actually. Just a few days ago, I adopted five- *starts losing it* five more children.” News Anchor: “Wow, really? So you have eight kids now.” Bruce: “Uh huh. *tears streaming down his face* One more orphan and I get the tenth one free.”

News Anchor: “So where can people find you online?” Bruce: “Well, I don’t have social media because I’m afraid of people, but sometimes I’m on Twitter.” News Anchor: “What about a phone call?” Bruce: “Oh no, phone calls- *giggle* phone calls give me fainting spells.”

It’s a great way of finishing the show, with the most genuine version of Bruce. Then, he gets to what’s really important!

News Anchor: “So if they can’t reach you on social media or on the phone, what else can our viewers do, Mr. Wayne?” Bruce: “They can donate to the Wayne Foundation’s newest charity called The Arts Initiative. It funds programs for the arts in underdeveloped school districts nationwide. I’ve already donated $30 million, and I’ve pledged to match every dollar donated within the next week.”

And that’s what he’s here for :) They share a link for where and how to donate. The anchors praise him for his charity, which he deflects because he can definitely afford this, and the 90-minute broadcast is over.

The camera pans away with the whole cast waving goodbye, and Bruce is seen keeling over with laughter.

Along with some of the other skits, these four specifically go viral. WE raises a fuck ton of money, and everyone loves Bruce.

THE END

LOVE YOU ALL!! Let me know what you think :D

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villain-crown · 15 days

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cheat | @jegulus-microfic | words: 520

critical care, part 1 | (part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6)

a Jegulus nurse!AU

“Potter, I’ve got shit news for you.”

James snorted, finishing the last few letters of a name on the large dry erase board that announced the day shift nurses’ assignments on the medical-surgical intensive care unit. Their ward’s nickname, coined by its wealthy donor, was written at the top in half-erased red letters: Go Gryffindor! “No thanks, Marlene, I’ve got enough shit news already.”

“Peter’s cheating on us. He’s been floated to take patients in the recovery room. They took on three extra cases this morning.”

Jerking his head around, he stared at her.

No.

Peter could not do this to him. James had twenty-two sick as shit patients tripping over themselves to dive into body bags and just enough nurses to stop them from doing so. The acuity of their unit was through the roof. He would not be tested today.

“Pete wouldn't do that.” James shoved his hand into his scrubs to fish his phone out. On the home screen was the preview of an apologetic text from ✨🐀Wormtail🐀✨, reporting his marching orders to the post-anesthesia care unit. “Wow. I thought he loved me. What am I supposed to do? We’re about to start the bloody shift!”

“Well don’t worry boss, because I have slightly less shit news. They’ve sent us a nurse to replace him.” She paused. “From Slytherin.”

“I thought you said less shit news,” James grumbled, using the side of his hand to rub Peter’s name from the board. Slytherin, with its name derived from the benefactor who had funded its building, was the cardiovascular intensive care unit two floors below them. Their nurses were notoriously nightmares to get along with. “The last time they floated someone from there to here it was Snape, remember?”

“Oh yeah!” Marlene snapped her fingers. “Didn’t Sirius almost trick him into drinking nitroglycerin? It’s a good thing you stopped him. He could have actually died.”

“Yeah. Anyway, who are they sending us?”

Marlene consulted her phone. “It’s going to be… Oh! Regulus Black!”

“Black?” James repeated distractedly, writing it down.

“It’s Sirius’s little brother. Have you met him?”

“No.” James capped his marker and stepped back. “Have you?”

“Once.” She paused, then qualified that. “Sort of. I got to watch Sirius threaten one of the doctors for flirting with him. Does that count?”

That got his attention. “What? Why? Sirius has slept with half the staff in this hospital!”

“Yeah, but he’d put Regulus in a monastery if he could. No dating allowed for Baby Black.” Marlene handed over the charge nurse phone. “It’s too bad. Dorcas says Regulus is… sweet.”

James smirked. “Dorcas says, huh? I guess Pete’s not the only one cheating on us Gryffindors by consorting with the enemy units.”

“Fuck off, Potter. And I’ll give you a bit of free advice. When Regulus comes up here, you’d best try very hard not to stare. Sirius hates when people do that.”

James’s expression turned serious. “I won’t. Is there something physically… did something happen to him?”

Oddly, Marlene just smirked. “No, nothing like that. But if you know what’s good for you, don’t let Sirius catch you looking.”

#regulus black #james potter #jegulus #protective sirius black #marauders nurse!au #sirius and regulus #sirius black #starchaser #james loves regulus #jegulus microfic

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your-local-hoemie · 11 months

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I saw your praise nsfw post so may i request it with thoma and zhongli next :p

NS!FW. 18+ ONLY!

Come and feed, children. The food is ✨spicy✨

Sorry this took so long!! I’m feeling a lot better now so my creative brain juices are flowin’ again uwu.

Summary: Genshin boy’s with a reader who likes to be praised (just incase ya’ll didn’t see the previous request)

Warnings: Ns!fw, soft smut, public spice (Zhongli), Zhongli also gets a ego™️, swearing, established relationship, Gn!reader, not proof-read, I don’t know what else to put hdjfhdj.

Characters: Zhongli, Thoma.

Zhongli~

I headcanon that this man is one of the most innocent about sex.

Like he knows about it and he knows what it’s for but he’s never had the need to look into it before you.

He’s a little confused at first but he got the spirit.

It doesn’t last long though because his godlike ego inFLATES.

When you moan out his name just a little louder after he praises you, my man couldn’t stop.

Instant turn on.

He enjoys being worshiped after all wink wink

Your relationship with zhongli was extremely honest.

There wasn’t a thing about you that the other didn’t know.

At least so he thought.

Little did he know you’d been hiding the fact that whenever he praised you for doing something, Your heartbeat went just a little bit faster.

One night after coming back from a special anniversary date, your conversation changed to a more intimate topic.

You and Zhongli had done the do once or twice before but you were just too busy with your commissions to have much time or energy to get all steamy, which Zhongli; being the gentleman he is, understood!

So when the conversation started about being a little more intimate, you shyly happened to mention that you really, really liked it when he praised you. A switch in him flipped.

He already enjoyed giving his people praise when it was due.

He was used to them almost begging to be acknowledged by the great geo archon!

But now he’s retired. The only person he wants to show that praise and appreciation for, is you.

So now, you were a little surprised to say the least when you found yourself pressed up against his statue while his fingers worked their magic on your sex, while his pretty lips left equally pretty marks on your neck and shoulder.

Something about the way you squirmed and whimpered out his name whenever he did praise you, sent sparks shooting up his body.

“You’re being so good, darling”

“How does it feel to have your archon praise you like this?”

“Such sweet sounds you make, dear. Why don’t you moan a little louder for your god~”

Needless to say that walking home is definitely going to be a challenge.

Good thing your boyfriend is more than happy to carry you back, all while whispering more praises and all the things he has in store for you when you get home~

Thoma~

Ok ok, hear me out.

I think Thoma has a slightly kinky side to him.

He’s such a sweet, precious boy that he has to have some way he lets out any frustrations that he’s been too kind to bring up to others!

Not to mention, he’s so incredibly in love with you that he’ll do his best to make sure you feel good no matter what!

He also is very much into praising, so if you start doing the same to him while he’s praising you then things will get very spicy, very fast!

You and Thoma were slowly being recognised and Inazuma’s cutest couple.

You worked together as a team almost all the time. Helping people with any problems they had and just generally helping to keep the place as issue free as possible!

That doesn’t mean that I’d was always easy though. Sometimes things would just go wrong for no reason and it left the both of you feeling… frustrated.

And today was one of those days. You had both accidentally over slept leaving not time for your usual morning hugs or kisses before Thoma had to rush off to the Kamisato estate and you had to hurry over to the adventures guild to pick up your daily commissions!

After that things just seemed to go down hill. Not for any particular reason other than you were both just really pent up for some reason and it just kept getting worse.

So you couldn’t really say you were surprised when later that night, Thoma had you sitting on the table, legs around his waste while thrusting his pretty hips into you~

Nothing but both of your moans and curses could be heard throughout your house, along with the soft creaking of the wooden table underneath you while Thoma lovingly nuzzles his face into the crook of you neck.

“Archons, y/n. You feel so good!”

“I needed this so badly, please don’t stop!”

“You look so pretty while I’m inside you, sweetheart!”

After a little while you could help but start giving him praises as well, causing him to rut even more into you while letting out the prettiest of whimpers.

Definitely Inazuma’s cutest couple~

Bruh I’m taking care of a injured baby bird and it’s so loud, like I’m happy it’s recovering but my dude please chill I’m autistic T-T

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life-is-more-than-just-a-game · 2 months

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♠️ What a day off of games with the aib males can look like. ♠️

A/N: Sorry, I've been absent for two days now, but for good reason. I wasn't feeling too well mentally and needed some time to myself because something happened that put me in quite a hole ... 🥲

Still, I've been thinking about what I could post here next, so I've prepared a few headcanons that define what I think a day off of games with the male characters might look like. 🙈

I hope that some of you are still around and will read through it. Feel free to let me know what you think about it or if you think any of them might have other interests! ✨

Characters: Aguni, Arisu, Chishiya, Karube & Niragi.

POV: gn!reader

Warnings: Not given.

A g u n i

It depends on what time we are in.

If the beach still exists, Aguni is often prevented from doing anything with you outside if he already occupies the number one spot.

You would have to live with the fact that you would hardly have any time just for the two of you, because someone from his troupe would always want something from him.

If he realises that this is bothering you - or he is annoyed by it himself - he will turn his boys away and say that they should leave him alone for the next 2 hours as far as possible because he has better things to do.

In general, no matter what time loop we are in, I would say that Aguni would adjust to your needs.

I have the following typical scenario in mind:

Aguni: "So there are no games waiting for us today. Any ideas what you want to do in our day off?" Y/N: "Uhm ..." Aguni: "Come on, you must have been in the mood for something." Y/N: "Yeah, but I really don't know for what I am in the mood for ..."

Nobody said it would be easy with you, but let's be honest: it's the Borderland, what excited yet relaxing things could you do here so far?

If you really don't know what you want to do, he would give some suggestions.

Aguni: "We could go to the pool." Y/N: "Too cloudy for my taste ..." Aguni: "We can do some sports together." Y/N: "Now your expectations are set far too high!" Aguni: "What about fishing?" Y/N: "Can't we just get some fresh air and go for a walk together?" Aguni: "..." Y/N: "..." Aguni: "You knew very well what you wanted to do, didn't you?" Y/N: "Without my lawyer, I won't say anything."

A r i s u

If you want to do something, then Arisu is definitely the right person.

The boy is always up for a lot of nonsense and fun activities.

This is probably also because he doesn't want to constantly think about the terrible circumstances that are happening here.

He has got used to life here, but living in constant fear doesn't get someone anywhere and only has a negative effect on oneself.

So, if he is being trapped in a world that could take his life sooner or later, he at least wants to live every day as if it were his last.

You will not regret spending time with him.

He comes up with the wildest ideas, starting with taking a closer look into the various broken buildings.

Of course, he would still be cautious of entering any places just like that- not that both of you suddenly find yourself in a game, because that's what you're trying to avoid today.

Y/N: "A-Are you sure we should do this, Arisu?" Arisu: "Nope, but you only live once, so let's check this building out- maybe we'll find some interesting things in here." Y/N: "Would you define 'corpses' as interesting ...?" Arisu: "Wow, you really managed to ruin my fun."

You still wouldn't be able to stop him.

Investigating the building would include lots of laughter and piggybacks when your feet get tired from all the walking over ruins and debris.

Eventually you find out that this building was a former arcade.

You can definitely pass the time well there.

Arisu: "Would you like a game of billiards?" Y/N: "I'm going to rip you off so bad, love."

C h i s h i y a

Listen, this boy is a damn lazy piece of shit.

When there aren't any duties don't expect him to do something special.

He has no problem putting his feet up for a day and literally doing nothing.

Feel honored if he spends his time with you at all.

No matter where you both would be, he would find ways to just doze off and relax while you - after all - lie in his arms and enjoy his closeness.

It's nice that he can do that, but you can't.

Y/N: "We've been lying around here all day." Chishiya: "Well realised." Y/N: "I'm bored." Chishiya: "Then do something."

He would definitely be a great help to you.

Jokes on you, no, he wouldn't.

Y/N: "But I wanna do something with you today since we have enough time finally." Chishiya: "We do something, darling." Y/N: "Idiot, that's not what I meant!"

Making you pout is one of his favorite things to do.

How could he be bored if you let him get on your nerves so easily?

In contrast to you, he has something to laugh about and something to amuse himself with.

Nevertheless, he would at least agree to a compromise:

Chishiya: "How about this? We'll use the time now to laze around and in the evening we'll take a look at the neighbourhood together and see which places are damned by games this time." Y/N: "We don't take part in any games, our visas count enough days for us." Chishiya: "Who said anything about taking part in a game?" Y/N: "So, if I let you lounge around now, you will promise me to stay up late with me?"

Damn, you love the nightlife.

Chishiya: "That's a deal."

K a r u b e

To me the funniest but most chaotic one.

During the day, at least.

I can well imagine that Karube and you had already planned the day ahead the evening before.

But what would life be like if everything went as planned?

The morning is pleasant. You wake up together and after a intense cuddle-round, you start your routine as usual.

Unfortunately, Karube realizes that he can't find something.

Something very important when it comes to following his routine.

Karube: "Honey, d'you know where my cigarettes are?" Y/N: "I don't know where you put them yesterday after you got ready for bed."

In the end, it all comes down to searching your whole accommodation for his cigarettes.

I mean, when you do smoke yourself, they can be important for you too ...

If not, well, then you are a very nice and good person!

Y/N: "Did you found them?" Karube: "I would have told you when that would be the case." Y/N: "Sure you didn't throw the box away because you smoked you last one yesterday evening?" Karube: "I know my pack of cigarettes inside out, there were at least three more in there."

You can guess where this is going.

You spend the whole forenoon looking for his damn cigarettes.

You turn the whole accommodation upside down.

Both of you look under every stone.

In every room.

Two times- minimum.

Y/N: "Karube, fave it, you don't have any- ... Darling ...? Karube: "What is it?" Y/N: "What's that in your pants pocket ... at the back of your butt?" Karube: "Uh-... Oh!"

Now he remebers ...

Karube: "You found them! That's right, I put them straight in my jeans yesterday so I couldn't forge- hey!" Y/N: "Yeah, I threw your boxer shorts at you!"

N i r a g i

Oh, my dearest reader-chan, please stay close to him no matter where he goes.

When he has nothing to do, he will go through the city streets looking for people to annoy.

He would look for trouble and find it- even if there's no reason for trouble, he'll just make it happen himself and find his reasons.

I don't know how, but at least you managed to stop him from taking his gun.

That's something you should be very proud of.

However, that doesn't stop him from doing anything and we know that.

So please. Stay. With. Him. Thank you!

In any case, you walk around the area together and check it out a little.

You'll talk about pretty trivial things every now and then, but that's still more pleasant than just talking to each other all the time.

When you meet someone, Niragi is ready to provoke them directly for no reason.

Thank god you had a firm hold on his hand or his arm so you could quickly drag him in another direction to avoid the innocent people.

Y/N: "Oh, look!"

Yes, you also like to pretend to see something that you would find interesting.

… In partially empty shop windows.

Niragi: "What the fuck should I look for?" Y/N: "See the rocks there?" Niragi: "You kidding me, right?"

The nice thing is that he would still look to something you tell him to look at.

There could actually be something interesting there.

Well, most of the times at least.

It's nearly impossible but who know?

Y/N: "OH, SEE WHAT I HAVE FOUND TH-" Niragi: "What is it this time? Another boring and ugly stone you think it's fascinating?" Y/N: "No ..." Niragi: "Oh, what is it this time then?" Y/N: "The tree there."

He will touch his nose and look at you angrily- but not without laughing afterwards at your amiable stupidity.

Damn, he loves you so much for what you are, he can't even be bothered.

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mvltisstuff · 9 months

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Hello! ✨🤭 Here it continues to be July 23. So happy friendship day 🥺 maybe we are not very, very, very, very, very, very close friends. But your writings are a band-aid to my heart. Thank you for writing the two Next Step requests and the Skyfall one I sent. I think I'm asking for too many requests. Sorry 🙈

But thank you, thank you, thank you. Thank you very much. ✨

Well, could you make a request for Evan Buckley, please 🙈 with the song Genius by LSD ft. Sia.

Imagine like a second part of the previous Skyfall write up. Well this time the media and fans started to speculate about reader and Buck's relationship. This after the leak of some photos in which reader supposedly kissed outside the set to his co-star (not yet decided by the actor 🙈). And the rumors intensified the moment his co-star hinted at something off set. Reader is upset about it.

But then Buck is a ge-ge-ge-genius.

He had learned how the entertainment milieu works and how to protect his girlfriend and current fiancée. (it's just a thought) 🙈 🤭

Have a nice day and thank you very much 🤗✨

-Here little bell 🧚

genius (skyfall cont.) - e.b

summary: request

evan buckley x reader

gif by @meep-meep-richie

a/n: your requests are beautiful like you, thank you again 🩷 also i hope you don’t mind that the actor is unnamed, i didn’t know who to put

the photos leaked day after the scene that y/n had to do. the whole picture was taken out of context, fans unknowingly posting that she was in public with another man. the movie was filmed in a small town in california, one that looked simple and calm before the paparazzi and camera crew set up.

y/n knows all the tricks of the media by now from being in the industry. she’s memorized every way people can twist a story or photo. especially since she revealed her relationship with buck at the oscar’s.

buck knew that she had to kiss other guys for work, but he didn’t diminish her for it. there was no need, he knew she loved him and no one else. the way she looked when he walked in or told her stories from work, he felt like a hero. he was, in her eyes.

when her co-star was brought on set, y/n was delighted. she loved his work, and was confident in their abilities to work together. they were great friends, going to lunch and introducing him to buck. there were more photos of them being released, so people assumed y/n was sneaking around. it didn’t sit right with her at all, because actors don’t get the same amount of scrutiny for that as actresses do.

y/n let it pass by, knowing that she and buck are the only important things now, and they know the truth. they don’t need people online to tell their fake business. she only started to squirm at the though when she noticed the star getting closer to her, and talking to her more. he flirted with her relentlessly, and y/n just tried to remove herself. after a pretentious day of filming, y/n drove back to her place where buck was waiting.

“hey!” he smiles when she walks in the front door. “how was your day?”

y/n places her stuff on the hooks and her purse on the table. she walks over to stand next to buck, who wraps his arms around her. “it was alright, a lot of stunts today.”

“something sounds off, did something happen?”

“no, it’s just…” she paused. she didn’t want to upset buck or worry him, but she wants to confide in someone about what she’s feeling. “he won’t stop hitting on me, and i wish he wouldn’t. i feel bad, but he knows i have a boyfriend.”

“do you want me to say something?”

“no, it’s fine. i can handle it,” y/n sighs, pulling herself away from buck. “we can order out tonight.”

bucks mind was filled with ideas about the acting community. how she has to watch her every move around people, and how viewers take information. he wanted to stop this guy from trying to hit it off with his girlfriend, but he didn’t want to cause anything. everyone knows everyone in los angeles, and it would surely get out if he made a huge deal of it.

buck had a plan instantly. the next day when he got to work, he requested bobby to borrow the truck with a few others. he tapped his fingers on his knee in excitement to see y/n at work, but also for her to see him again. he doesn’t usually boast, but it makes him feel really good. plus, she loves the uniform. he pulled into the parking lot with his near uniform and badges, adjusting himself and his hair as he walked in.

“we’ll have to test the cameras, and then-“ the director was speaking to her team before noticing buck and a few other firefighters around her. “can we help you?” she asks politely to the crew.

“we just got reports of a suspicious smell,” buck replies. “just want to make sure it’s not a gas leak or anything of the sort,” he looks around at the group of actors before spotting y/n who has a knowing smirk on her face. he barely manages to conceal his own instead of the gentle work smile.

“of course,” says the director. a few of the others move around. everyone knows buck, the guy dating y/n. but, he’s the man y/n loves, so when he walks over it’s clear on her face. he plants his hands on her arms, kissing her cheek and slightly glaring at her main actor.

“suspicious smell, huh? how creative,” y/n teases.

“i wanted to see you, and he’s lucky he didn’t get caught,” y/n laughs, looking him up and down in his uniform.

“you know i love seeing you in this,” she whispers raspy.

“don’t get too worked up, baby,” buck winks, making y/n’s eyes roll and push him away jokingly. “i have to get back, i’ll see you tonight?”

“you know it,” y/n tells him, watching him walk away with his gear and the slightly pale face of her costar from the stare buck gave him.

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djarins-cyare · 21 days

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WIP Wednesday!

✨Featuring: a taste of smut and a poll✨

Tagged by @beskarandblasters today (thanks Kel!) and @burntheedges literally like 4 weeks ago but I’ve been working 80-hour weeks and am really behind with interactions (so thanks Kate and sorry this is late!) 💙

They’re slightly different templates, so I’ll use the one with more detail and a poll because that’s always fun…

STEP ONE: post snippets of the fics you’re working on (can be a summary if there’s no snippet) STEP TWO: put them in a poll and let people vote on which one you should work on

There’s some NSFW content, so under the cut if you please…

As usual, I’ve given you far more than is strictly necessary, but you can’t shut me up, so here you go…

1. From To See A Thousand Things (guns n’ angst – the winner of my last WIP poll):

“What was that word you just said? Did you call me something rude?” “Kaan’goran. It means ‘weaponsmith’ in Mando’a. I don’t know your name and that’s what you are.” Oh. He says it matter-of-factly, but you’re strangely disappointed somehow. Maybe it’s time you introduced yourself to the man you’ve been anonymously fucking for over a year. This is a night of firsts, after all. “Well, you can call me—” “Don’t,” he insists, surprising you. Your face instantly falls, wondering why the hell that’s the arbitrary line he’s drawing in the sand tonight. But he sees your dejection and sighs, offering an explanation. “In my culture, names aren’t used flippantly. They’re titles, and they’re used as such: a full name to denote one’s clan when necessary, but otherwise rarely spoken. Those individuals who have a job of high standing are referred to by their professional titles – jobs that provide for the whole tribe rather than just their individual clan. To a Mandalorian, a weaponsmith is a noble profession. You forge the implements we defend ourselves with.” Okay, that’s… weirdly sweet. Oh… no. Oh hell no. Fuck off warm fuzzy feeling that’s rising in your belly. This will not do! You furrow your brow, confused and slightly annoyed about… well, basically everything, from his intentions to your emotions. Time to clarify. “You’re... complimenting me?” “I’m… respecting you,” he counters carefully. You can’t help the small snort of amusement that makes its way unbidden through your nose at that. This is definitely a night of firsts.

2. From an unnamed lengthy oneshot (starts a little angsty but builds to fluff and a helmet reveal):

“Din?” you try. His helmet jerks slightly at his name, but he doesn’t look. You deserve more, so you demand more. “What’s wrong? Talk to me.” He shifts uncomfortably and shakes his helmet a little. Was that a response? A refusal to talk? Try being more direct. “Hey. That’s not fair. You don’t get to touch me like that and then pull away without saying why.” “That’s the problem,” he responds, voice like steel. “I know it’s not fair. I shouldn’t have touched you like that.” There’s something bitter in his tone, and it poisons the air between you. But you still don’t understand, and the ache in your chest festers higher. “I wasn’t complaining,” you try. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted you to do that?” For some reason, your hesitancy about crossing this line with him has vanished. You think he erased it when he groped your ass just now. “Yes, I know,” he snaps loudly, suddenly sounding angrier than you’ve ever heard him. “Do you know why it can’t happen?” You shake your head, too surprised at his sudden fierceness to respond verbally. Actually, you have some idea (a lot of ideas), but you’d rather hear his explanation. But you don’t get an explanation. You get a dismissal. “Then you don’t know me very well at all.” And with those acidic, modulated words, he turns his back on you and marches into the canyon.

3. From Final Sanctuary (interestingly, this was the second-lowest rated in my last WIP poll, so I’m giving you a whole little smutty section to see if that’s still the case):

He takes several bites before he remembers she wants his opinion, and he swallows and resets the helmet, glancing up at her. She’s watching him, chewing slowly with what he can only describe as a smug smile on her lips. “Good, huh?” she prompts, punctuating her question with another bite. He’s about to respond when her bite causes a bit of the white dip to ooze out of the bread and smear across the corner of her mouth. Dank farrik, his brain instantly leaps into motion and flashes a full and detailed sexual fantasy before his eyes in a matter of milliseconds. …his hard cock between her warm lips, pressing deeper into her mouth as she moans and sucks his length… She clearly feels the rogue smear of dip, but with both hands clutching the bread, she utilises her tongue to recapture it, a wanton pink delight darting out of the corner of her mouth and Din swells in his pants. …she licks and flutters around his cockhead, massaging the sensitive spot underneath and undulating it along the bottom as she sinks lower again… But the viscous white liquid has dripped farther than her tongue can reach, leaving a smear a little way down from the corner of her mouth, and he intently focuses on it. …the perfect confluence of pressure and suction brings him right to the edge of ecstasy, and he orgasms hard, filling her mouth with so much cum that it leaks and spills down her chin… Before he’s even aware he’s doing it, Din is reaching for her. He sees his hand extend across the crate between them, but he can’t stop it. She’s hunched low to reach the food, and the crate is small, so he doesn’t have to learn far, and although her eyes widen in surprise, she doesn’t flinch or pull away. His thumb only hesitates for a second before wiping up the dip, but it hovers there for longer afterwards, coated in white and unsure how to proceed. …she swallows his cum, and he wipes up what spilled out, pressing his thumb into her mouth so she doesn’t miss a drop, and her tongue eagerly licks it up… Just as he makes the rational decision to withdraw his hand, she turns her head, aligning her lips with his thumb, and a rush shoots through him… but he’s already in motion, retreating back to his side of the crate. It’s too late. Would she have done it? Licked his thumb? Dank farrik, he’s so hard over the possibility. Thankfully, he’s pretty sure that between his loose pants and the cross-legged position he’s in, nothing’s on display, plus he’s sitting close to the crate anyhow. Neither of them has spoken yet, although he’s not sure if his voice works right now. Still, he has to answer her question about the meal, so he rasps out the only word that comes to mind. “Delicious.”

I have several others, but these are the fullest, although they’re incomplete and unedited.

Feel free to send me an ask or leave a comment if you want to discuss these any further!

A few NP tags: @ceapa-mica @penvisions @papurgaatika @for-a-longlongtime @draculasfavoritewife @whxtedreams @alltheotps

I'll just get comfy and wait for the poll results...

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f10werfae · 2 years

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chris evans and goth! reader are married and have baby girl together. their baby is never fussy, eats peacefully and rarely cried. one day their baby cried.

Crybaby

Pairing:Husband!Dad!Chris x Gothic!Mom!Reader

Warnings: none really just mega fluff

Summary: Looks like that pregnancy test in the vlog meant something, and sprouted into the cute and loving mini evans, Alice. Follow the adventures of their cute family with quite the image.

Part 1 : A Week in the Life of The Evans

- Requests are open!

Likes, Comments and Re-blogs are appreciated l♥️

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(Y/n's P.O.V)

The best thing about being a family woman? Grocery shopping. I don’t know what it is, but I feel compelled to just be prepared for any and everything. It just so happened that today was one of Chris' day offs, so he ended up being dragged along with Alice and I to the local supermarket.

He walked protectively by the side of the shopping cart, baby Alice sat in his arms happily babbling away to herself. Today I had dressed her up in a Wednesday Addams inspired outfit, her short brunette hair also twisted into two small pigtails due to her not having enough hair yet.

Despite being only 10 months old, she was sweetest girl alive, definitely taking on the best traits of Chris and I. Never crying, and I mean never. Sure she whimpered here and there, but not a single tear would come out. As ironic as it sounds she is our very own angel.

All her baby clothes were complete opposites, Chris choosing somedays to dress her up like a small farmer/football player, whilst I had chosen to dress her up like me with the darker look.

Straight from the get go we had gotten her accustomed to a noisy house, even the first song to get her to sleep was one of my own singles. Even with all this, she had the smile, manners and aura of an angel. Always being a bubble of joy. When she was first born Chris and I were terrified when we didn’t hear a massive lung stretching cry, only to find out that when she was out, she was instead looking around the cold hospital room curiously.

“Babe, our Wednesday Evans has drifted off” Chris laughed quietly, turning around to show Alice passed out with her head on his bicep, her arms hanging by her sides as she breathed softly in his arms.

“Alright let’s get to checkout and get our baby home” I smiled getting out my phone and taking a quick photo before heading for the cash registers with our groceries.

(In the Car)

“Hey beautiful?” Chris called out from the passenger seat, his eyes checking on Alice who was snoozing in the backseat through his mirror every few seconds. She had him wrapped round her tiny little finger.

“Yes my dear lover” I answered rubbing my hand onto his thigh, his hands gripping the steering wheel harder.

“Ay ay stop that, or else you’ll have to finish what ya started”

“Yes sir” I joked putting my hand back onto my lap, my head leaning onto the wall of the car.

“Well I didn’t mean you couldn’t hold my hand gorgeous” He snarked grabbing my hand while at a red light and resting it on his, while using the gearshift.

“Once we get home, do ya think it’s okay if I shave my beard off?”

“You don’t have to ask for permission baby, but why?”

“Well it’s gettin' a bit humid now that it’s summer and I jus wanna let my face breathe a little bit, and I was jus askin you cause I know how much you love it on your lips. Both Sets by the way” He winked, my jaw falling to basically the ground,

“And you kiss your daughter with that mouth? You weirdo”

“Hey you married this weirdo”

“Touché baby”

(Once Home)

“Okay bub i’m going to put Alice on the bed, you can get started” I stated carrying a still sleeping Alice up to our bedroom. Creating a small barricade with four pillows and setting her in the middle of our bed, not a single whimper or sound. Was this girl even real?

Watching Chris get in, I heard the sound of the shower turn on as all my attention focused on Alice. Her cute button nose, along with her soft chubby cheeks. Oh how I wish she stayed like this forever, just our sweet girl.

I didn’t even notice she had woken up when her hands had aimed up to grab onto my dangling pieces of hair.

“Look at you sweet girl, you’ve opened your eyes already? A good nap?” I cooed in a high pitched voice, picking her up and cuddling her against me. She was growing up so quickly.

She pulled out a cute yawn before resting her head back onto my chest, raising her head back up instantly when she hears the bathroom door open. Revealing a newly shaven Chris.

He comes over swiftly laying a soft kiss on my lips, before rubbing over Alice's head when all of a sudden she let out a startling scream.

Tears, whimpers, squeals the whole shebang. The poor thing was inconsolable as she hid in my arms.

“D-did I do something?” Chris asked worriedly sitting down on the edge of the bed beside us, his hand covering the bottom half of his face when suddenly Alice reached her hands out for him.

When she saw his full face again she would turn away and hide.

“She’s never cried like this before, do ya think she’s sick?”

“Honey, Alice has never seen you without a beard. I think she’s just spooked right now, aren’t ya gal?” I said catching onto her behaviour almost instantly.

“Oh baby, it’s still daddy” He whispered rubbing her arm softly, slowly recognising her father’s voice she turned around. Watching as he made funny faces at her and played peek-a-boo. Within minutes it was almost like she had never cried, she was back cuddling into Chris' arms like she never left.

“She’s always going to be our precious Chris, no doubt about it”

#romance #chris evans imagine #chris evans x reader #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans #chris evans oneshot #dad! chris evans

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cevansbaby-dove · 4 months

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Chris Loves Love. Part 11

Emily's pov.

Ugh it's December...I sit up in my bed and look around my small bedroom. I get out of bed and see that chris texted me.

Chris-Morning Em hope you slept good, it's Christmas time!! 🎄

Chris-

I smile lightly at his text, Christmas....oh chris if you only knew..

I walk into the kitchen and make myself some tea. i get a call from mom. I pick up. 'Morning Mom"

"Hello Em did i wake you?"

"No I just got up, i'm grabbing some tea before chris and i head out for the dog park. How are you?"

"I'm good just wanted to check on you....your birthday is in four days and..."

"Mom I know i know...so are you guys flying here?"

"We thought we would, your father also really wants to meet Chris, have you told him yet?"

I chew on my cheek. "No i uh...i haven't been in the mind set to tell him...it still hurts mom" i say with a small sigh.

"I know Em i know, I'm sorry it happened on that day but he's in a better place ok?" I nod blinking my tears away. "I just wish he never left us...Especially on my birthday"

I hear my mom sigh. "he held on as long as he could honey.." I sit at the counter and nod. "Anyway uh....when were you guys coming?"

"We were thinking tonight we are packing so we should be there around seven if chris is free to meet us then"

I smile. "ye..yea he should be"

"Good and Emily?"

"yes Mom?"

"Always know that he loved you so much and he's so proud of you for what you have become ok?" I feel my cheeks become wet so i wipe them off. "thanks mom i know he is proud of me."

"Alright honey see you tonight, I love you" I smile. "I love you too mom see ya later" We hang up and i look at my tea and sigh. then i get a text from Chris.

Chris-babe are u ok? I haven't heard from you.....🥺

Emily-Morning Chrissy sorry i was fixing my tea then my mom called. i'm ok.

Chris-Oh thank god your alive! Anywayyy free for breakfast? 🙂

Emily-uh..not today chrissy I'm sorry i have a busy day today, maybe tomorrow? oh my mom and dad and brother are flying in tonight from NC are you ok meeting them at their hotel?

Chris-I'd love to meet them darling pick you up at 6?

Emily-sure.

Time:5pm

Chris's pov.

"Em is acting off man i don't know what's going on with her." I say to scott.

Scott nods as he sips on some beer. "Dude maybe she's just having an off day, we all know you have a lot of those" I roll my eyes and look at my phone. "Oh shit! it's almost time to meet her uh...fam"

Scott says. "YOUR MEETING HER FAMILY!!????"

"Scotttt cool it yes i am they are coming to boston to see her but she asked if i wanted to meet them so..i mean she is my girlfriend so...makes sense right?"

I look at scott who is on his phone. "oh no no scott don't!"

Scott-CHRIS IS MEETING EM'S FAMILY TONIGHT!!!

Ma-oh yay!!

Shanna-that's a great step!

Calry-I Agree!

Chris-I was waiting to tell you guys By myself! thanks a lot scott.

Scott-

I look at the text. "oh jesus scott come on man..i was waiting to tell them!"

Emily's pov.

I walk off set and see some of the pictures of the shoot i just did so i take one and post it to my instagram.

Emily_Maxwell:looking like something out of a dream. ✨

Emilyfan:Damn your so hot mother!! Slayyyy!!

ScottEvans:Wow my brother's gf is so cute!

CEfan#1:#evanswell is back and here to stay!!

i walk to my car and drive home. i get home in ten minutes so i have time to change into something else. I walk into my home and i grab this outfit.

I hear someone knocking on the front door so i walk to it as i put my hair into a bun. i open it and see chris with flowers in his hands. "Hi Em" He says with a big grin. "hey chris come in"

He walks in and says. "Are you alright Em?" I look at him as i grab my purse. "uh..yea all good" i flash him a smile. 'Ready to go?" Chris grabs my hand. "emily talk to me you didn't text me back right away, your even acting funny and not in a funny way"

"Chrissy I'll talk about it when i feel like it" He says. "Em.." i turn and look at him. "my god chris it's nothing that you can fix! look, my grandpa passed away on Christmas eve so that is why i hate December and i am not a fan of the holidays!"

I watch chris as he sits down and doesn't say anything. I blink. "Chris I didn't want to tell you....thats why i have been the way i am today, it'll be 3 years without him...."

i text my fam. Emily: hey sorry i'll be there later than what i said. see u all soon.

i sit by chris. "please say something to me" He looks at me with tears falling down his cheeks. "Em I'm sorry"

He hugs me and i hug him back lightly. "It's not your fault Chrissy.." He pulls away looking into my eyes. "i wish i was there, i wish i could have been there for you....I wish-"

"Chrissy it's ok, Death happens and By now i'm ok it just..hurts some days i promise I'll be ok.."

Chris nods and i say. "okay...now can we see my mom and dad and brother?" Chris laughs lightly. "Yes my princess" We stand up and walk to his car.

Chris's pov.

I can't help but look at Em differently now, man her grandpa passed...on her birthday and she's been so strong since then...i glance at her taking her hand in mine. "So what's your family like?"

She smiles at me. "Well i told you how my dad is...um my mother she's very sweet and might come across as harsh but she means everything she says with love, and My brother He is quite the little man, he's thirteen but he acts older than he looks."

I nod and say. "Sounds like i'll get along with them just fine" She nods "Yes i hope so!"

I pull into the parking lot of the Hotel and look at Em, she looks...sad..man. "emily do you maybe want to go back home? you don't look to good right now"

She looks at me. "no i'll be ok" She kisses my cheek then gets out.

She was right her i love her family they are very warm and nice people just like herself. Half three hours of being with them Emily and i head back to my place she was begging me to see Dodger.

"hey chrissy?" i look at her. 'hmm?" She wrap her arms around me. "thanks for not leaving me when i told you about my past" I kiss her head. "I'm always here for my girl" She falls asleep on my chest and dodger lays by her feet and falls asleep. a/n: 🥺 I'm sorry if this was kind of sad but back story about Christmas eve for me, I lost my bunny that night so Christmas hasn't been the same, he passed away four years ago and ever Christmas Eve is tough on me cus of me missing my bunny. But thank you for reading part 11. 🥲

Taglist: @cutedisneygrl @nicoline1998enilocin @k-slla @patzammit @armystay89

#chris evans angst #chris evans fanfic #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans fic #chris evans gifs #chris evans fan fiction #chris evans imagine #chris evans pr #chris evans pov #chris evans series #chris evans story #chris evans x ofc

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alexandrojade · 1 year

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6 years ago..

These were the goals I had put on my wall

At that time I still lived in my old parent’s house

I just started my photography business and I decided to write my goals on the post-it notes 📝

In the same moment, feelings of..

Euphoria, excitement and a dose of “holy sh*t I have no f^cking clue how to make any of this happen” came up..

But I took on the challenge and I wrote 5 down

🥂Paying off my parents debt

🧲 Getting clients with no FB Ads, SEO, or a website

💸 6 figures

💰10k months

🏝 Financial Freedom

11 months after I wrote each of these down

They all came true ✨

I don’t remember who it was that told me

But I heard it somewhere…

“Write your goals down and look at them every single day as an accomplished fact and you will be so much more likely to accomplish them”

And I am glad I listened 🥂

It really DID work ✅

But I also DID the work, and gave it my all so it paid off

I see a lot of photographers getting stuck in the starting phases of their business..

Or never breaking above 6 figures…

Because the truth is:

They don’t want success bad enough

They find comfort in playing small

They want to feel sorry for themselves just to gain sympathy from people because they are “struggling” (sorry, tough love - you have to ditch the victim mentality 🖤)

They let fear and their insecurities hold them back

On this picture

All you can see Is the post-it notes 🗒

So you go

“WOW Alex, you accomplished this fast and, easy”

But don’t for a second think that I didn’t have any of these fears ☝🏼

I did

I just didn’t let them stop me

I made fear my bi*ch

And today I am calling you to make YOUR fear your bi*ch

Get 5 post it notes 🗒

Or 5 pieces or paper

(Just find something, I don’t care)

❌❌❌ no you can’t save the post for later, because you WON’T DO IT LATER (I’ll kick you over the phone, go do it now ☝🏼)

Now write down all of your goals for the year

And get to work because how successful you become this photography season… is entirely in your hands ✅🥂

I hope you do this

It was one of the things that I did when I began changing my life so fast ✨

PS: I if there are any other photographers who desire to hit 6 figures this year, but if you don’t know where to start or what to do to get clients, send me a message here, or on Instagram @alexandrojade I’d gladly help you out!

(This should be linked to take you to my IG page ☝🏼 cannot wait to say HII to you! ☺️)

#photographybusiness #losangelesphotographer #la photography #weddingphotography #weddingphotographer #nikond810 #leicam4 #leicamonochrom #leicam11 #leicam240 #nikonz9 #sonyphotography

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leopardom · 1 year

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Happy Ystävänpäivä (= Valentine's Day in Finnish, where they are not only celebrating lovers but friendships as well).😊

I am sorry I didn’t send you one this morning😔. I had to force myself to stop at 20 cards/people, or it would have gotten too much and I would have burned myself out🙈. I hoped/prayed that somebody else would send you something and I am sad that that didn’t happen💔. I am sorry you feel left out, that wasn’t my or anyone's intention. And I don’t feel like you are giving off negative vibes. If you are down and need a place to rant, absolutely feel free to do that here, especially on days like these❤️‍🩹. I do it too when I am feeling low and need to get it out. I just wanted to let you know that it wasn't your fault but that I had just reached my maximum. There will be better days, I promise.🤗🫂

hey i know no one did (or didn’t) anything intentionally, this day is busy and can be too much especially if you do what you did with the cards today ✨

but yk, it just proves to me that people forget me or don’t consider me part of things at all. and i don’t rant because i want people to do with me what they did with others and start sending me asks and messages etc. i sure want attention too since i feel left out from everything but that’s not the way. i just feel like this is the only place i can let it out because my irls won’t listen and i already feel super stupid to rant about things that happen on the internet and think that my irls will call me stupid for that too

anyway idk, thanks for this but you really didn’t have to do it. sorry if this is coming off as rude, i appreciate the extra effort you put for this 🖤 it’s just that you didn’t do it before you saw my posts. no one did. and now it feels weird and idk what to say

#and again i don’t have any rude intentions with my answers #i appreciate the effort really ❤️#but after my rant it feels like everyone is trying to shut me up from ranting more #and will forget about my existence once again tomorrow #ask #another-sun

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orphicpoieses · 2 years

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Master Post

Last edited: 17.08.2022

Welcome to my small blog “Orphic Poieses”. To give you a small overview about this blog, my WIP and anything important, I made this master post.

—༉ about me

Mimi Prince, 23, she/her

I am from Germany but I really want to travel the world someday

I am a science student by day and a writer in the early mornings. Some people call me crazy for waking up at 5 a.m. …

I am hopeless romantic and always here for a good heartbreaking trope

I’m an emotional writer. My focus lies on emotion rather than information. Maybe, I just want to make people feel things…

I’m always happy to meet new people and I really want to talk to you guys, so don’t be so shy (like me) and say hi!

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Wings of Fate

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Debut Novel

Urban Fantasy

Dark Angelcore

Somehow a villain story with a twist

After several centuries in heaven, the angel Asra decides to live on earth and leave everything behind. Her life is pretty boring and ordinary until the two god-mages, Suta and Jake, arrive in Jefferson City and bring a strange task with them: find Sutas mother who went missing. Since Asra wants her ordinary life back, she decides to help them and triggers events that may should not have happened. Including opening the depths of Hell.

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Between The Lines

Master Post with all parts linked

Collection of small texts

A writer and his character are always together through the pages but never in the same world. But even if they will always be separated they still try to be there for each other.

Mostly from the pov of the fictional character

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You dance in my arms, listen to my words and breath my smell. One shared night. One long conversation by candlelight. The windows are open, the air is chilly. Slowly, summer comes to an end and autumn is already sneaking into the world. But we still sit here, in our hands a glass of wine, like old friends, deep in conversation. You tell me your sorrows. I dry your tears. You say, you could go on like this forever. Sit with me. Laugh. Cry. [read full version here]

Feathers in Florence

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Romantic Fantasy

Two couples in two countries

A secret that tears them apart

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The wind blew warmly through the wide street. The sound of car engines was in the air and people were everywhere. Summer had already announced itself weeks ago and slowly the temperatures rose, while the sun shone amidst the slightly cloudy sky. Raphael's gaze swept over the windows of the shops next to him. Every once in a while he would take a day off just to enjoy people's laid back lives. Mostly he spent those days walking around town and then roaming the vineyards. That's exactly how he had planned today.

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ovaltine-sopas · 2 years

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jayce w a gn!reader whos usually very cuddly , but has had a very bad day and has jayce lead the cuddling that day ? maybe pre relationship , and they fall asleep in his shoulder while cuddling and basically confess in their sleep , causing jayce to also confess later ?

hello fizz, im so sorry for the delays, ive been on a writing block and i may have crammed your request into one whole night 😅 still though, hope thisll suffice

~||Jayce x Cuddly!Sad!GN!Reader||~

contains: a bit of angst but fluff at the end, pre-relationship, annoying characters (*/cough, Hoskel)

Author's Note: fun fact, the bald council member in arcane that's the most unlikable character next to marcus (jk we love marcus)? yeah his name's Hoskel. so for the sake of mentioning a side character, ill be using his real name

In this story, cellphones, apartments, TVs, and movies exist for the sake of plot, I'm sorry if this is a bit trashy, I just wrote this in 4 hours. Also i know that Viktor's the only person from zaun who lives in piltover but for a lil spice, you are from there too ✨

- Jayce knew you as a very happy-go-lucky and selfless person, you were always on the positive side on every situation and it was hard to bring your spirits down despite always putting other in front of you.

- You and jayce knew each other since you were kids, though you weren't as close to him as caitlyn, you still managed to stay in touch

- Your relationship with him grew closer when he started studying in the academy. You sometimes stopped by his family's workshop to hang out and watch him work

- By the time you both grew into adulthood and he found his place in the council after hextech, you became even closer due to your jobs overlapping from time to time

- Your job was transporting goods between nations, which included required supplies and tools for Hextech. You usually meet up with Jayce at the gates of piltover for pick-up and whenever you do, one of you treats the other to a day outside.

- You usually take turns on who gets to plan out the day, all while Caitlyn keeps shipping- i mean politely setting you up with Jayce in the background

- During these outings, you'd be the most physical out of the three of you, always hooking an arm around Jayce's shoulder after she won something at a carnival and holding his hand as you explore distant, abandoned areas in piltover.

- This particular day was a complete catastrophe, a shit-astrophe, one might call it from how much you went through. Almost every delivery was delayed, which led to your superior, Hoskel, give you a full and loud lecture about the schedules right in front of the counsel, making a big scene leaving you to exit awkwardly out of the room, apologizing quietly and holding back tears.

- He was practically screaming, "What do you mean it'll be held back for another week? That milk would mold into rocks by the time they reach the other traders!" You tried to reason, tried to make something of such an awful situation, "I'm sorry sir, but with the Hexgates down-" "Don't remind me! Just return to your post and do whatever you can to get my trading back on track! I swear, this is why we shouldn't hire mongrel bottom-dwellers like you..." You leave, whispering a sorry

- Jayce, not being in the room at the time, was with caitlyn outside, waiting for your shift to end. You called him and apologized, saying weren't in the mood to go today. He was about to brush it off as you being too tired, but then he heard a crack in your voice right before you ended the call

- He goes to your apartment and sees you open the door with a tear-stained face, glooming on the floor unable to reach his face.

- Jayce heard what happened from Heimerdinger, he met him on the way to your apartment as he asked about your delivery that day. He may have had a talk with Hoskel after that but he wanted to focus on you

- He comforts you about what happened earlier and decides to spend the night at your place watching a movie

- "What happened to you wasn't fair in any way, I'm sorry I wasn't there. It wasn't your fault, Y/N, it's all okay now. Rest for me."

- You fall asleep in his arms with your head on his chest. He was busy watching the movie while you were off into a dream where you're lying down in a garden with him on a picnic, laughing as you watched the clouds drift through the sky

- You grinned and mumbled, "Flower crowns for you, Jayce... love you"

- His face was undescribably red and was frozen in place on the couch (not that he can move with your position)

- Let's just say you're gonna have a sweet chat with him when you rise from your dreamland 😉

That's all! Tried to step up my editing a bit for this one, hope you like it! have a good one, yall

#arcane x reader #jayce x reader #jayce x y/n #jayce x you #arcane

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headoverheelsforramsey · 3 years

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May I Have This Dance?

Book : Open Heart (set post book 3)

Pairing : Dr. Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr. Meera Bose)

Summary : Ethan's daughter has a request and he has no way other than fulfilling it.

Category : Fluff

Warnings : None

Rating : General

Word Count : 1481

A/N : Look who is back from the dead. 🙈 Honestly I am so excited to post a fic after literally ages! Anyways this is just some pure fluff which was in my drafts forever and I could not take the time out to sit and edit. But it is finally here. This fic introduces Ethan and Meera's daughter, Avantika or Ava for short and also features their son Ishaan who was first seen in this edit.

Happy Reading Guys! ❤️✨

"Mom, I need to talk to you!," Meera's 11 year old daughter, Ava said sitting down on the breakfast table. "Yes sweetie, go ahead," Meera said, putting slices of toast on her plate.

"You know about the dance on Friday right? And how Jacob has asked me to it," Ava looked down as her cheeks turned red. Meera took a few minutes to recall what her daughter was saying.

Being the inquisitive, talkative and outspoken child that Ava is, she chatters away all day and to remember something out of the innumerous things she says was quite the task.

"Ahh yes darling, I do remember, we bought the dress last week, didn't we?" It finally strikes Meera as she puts down a glass of milk beside her plate.

"Yes. But mom, it's not about the dress."

"Then what is it Ava?" Meera sits down facing her daughter.

"I don't know how to dance."

"Ahh what rubbish! You do know how to dance, sweetheart, you looked so gorgeous when you danced back in the play last year."

"No mom, not that dance! Grownup dance. How you and daddy danced in your wedding photos and videos."

"Ohh I see. Hmm I feel you need a little bit of assistance," Meera said in her most serious tone.

"Yes mom, I want to dance like you. Will you teach me when you come home from work?" Ava's blue eyes lighting up with excitement.

"Oh honey," Meera kneels beside her, taking her face in her hands. "I have so much work at the hospital today. I'll be stuck there all day! Why don't you ask daddy to teach you instead? He has the day off."

"You sure he'll teach me how to dance like you?" Ava questioned scrunching her nose, and doubting her dad's skill.

"I promise. Well after all daddy dances well too," Meera said, placing a kiss on Ava's cheek.

"Kind of, but not better than you," Ava giggles and Meera shakes her head.

"Moooooom we are late," Meera's older son Ishaan rushed down the stairs.

"How many times do I have to tell you to wake up on time? You are not leaving without breakfast, young man."

The next fifteen minutes passed away in a frenzy, as the three of them bustled about the house getting ready for school. Meera waved goodbye to the kids and kissed their foreheads for good luck. Ishaan scoffed but Ava went in for a hug.

As soon as the kids left, Meera took a moment to herself, she let out a long sigh steading her mind and body.

"Damn being a mother was tough," she thought to herself, "but it was so rewarding." She picked up the family picture Ava had drawn from the coffee table and looked at it wistfully.

Glancing at the clock Meera realised how late she was. She finished the rest of her coffee and got dressed to get to work. She woke Ethan up with a kiss, "Good morning handsome."

"Good morning, Rookie," Ethan smiled.

"How was the shift last night?"

"Good and calm. Nothing interesting happened. You are off to the hospital, aren't you?"

"Yes," Meera pressed her lips to his. "Goodbye Ethan," Meera said, getting up.

Ethan clutched her arm, "stay please, Rookie," he said brushing away the loose strands of hair and kissing her once again.

"It's been sixteen years Ethan and yet your reaction remains the same every time we have to work different shifts," Meera laughs, tracing her husband's features with her thumb.

"It might become sixty years, yet it'll keep being the same."

"So cheesy Ramsey," Meera said, making both of them laugh aloud. "I gotta go, you go ahead and get the much deserved rest, okay?" She pulled Ethan into a final kiss before getting up.

"Text me when you reach?"

"You got it boss," Meera does a little salute before heading out.

Ethan sat on the couch with a book in his hand when his daughter walked into the living room. "Dad, I need a little help."

"Yes baby, what's up?" Ethan said, promptly putting down his book and giving his undivided attention to Ava.

"You know about the dance on Friday?" Ava continued to inform her dad about the grim problem she was facing at the moment.

"Hmm that's a serious problem, I see," Ethan nodded in agreement.

"So you'll teach me how to dance like mommy?" Ava's eyes glittering like the stars of the night.

This made Ava smile and Ethan swore she had the same infectious smile like her mother.

Ethan let out a laugh, "see mommy is the best in business, I am nowhere near her, but I'll try my best."

Ethan got down on one knee to get to Ava's height. "May I have this dance, Miss Ramsey?" he said, his blue eyes meeting the ones of his daughter.

Meera came home after a busy day at the hospital, still on the phone with Dr. Rosario. She walked into the kitchen and got herself a glass of water. "I completely understand doctor. Let's continue the treatment and we'll circle back in three days?"

Meera emptied the glass waiting for the response from the other side. "Yes, sure I'll keep you posted," she said and ended the call.

Massaging her temples she put her phone down, the sudden silence of her home contrasted to the entirely chaotic day she had at the hospital.

Moments later she heard one of Ethan's favourite classic waltz music from somewhere in the house. Meera couldn't help but follow it.

What she saw through the little gap in the living room door overwhelmed her heart. Her husband and daughter : dancing. Ethan sure was having trouble crouching down to Ava's level but he didn't leave her hand.

Tears formed in Meera's eyes as she saw them slow dancing and swaying to the music. Ava looking up to Ethan's tall figure with complete adoration and admiration in her eyes and Ethan looking into her mini version with so much love and warmth. Their orbs sharing the same hue of blue.

She brought out her phone and captured this priceless moment. Ishaan walked into the room,"mom you are home." He hugged Meera from the back.

"Shhh, look at them," Meera said in a low voice. "Oh my god, I swear I have never seen Ava so stressed about a school event," Ishaan giggled.

Meera's eyes gleamed with mischief, "what do you say, we go in there and show them who the better dancing duo in the house is?"

"Yes! That's going to be so cool"

"So may I have this dance Mr. Ramsey?" Meera said, taking his hands in hers.

"You got it."

As the music started building up towards a crescendo, Meera entered with her dance partner. As someone who takes dance classes, Ishaan danced impeccably compared to any other fourteen year old. They did a series of complicated steps, and twirls, and finally ended with a dip.

As the music ended, the mother-son duo gave a dramatic bow, to Ethan's applause. Ava was not particularly pleased.

"That's not fair mom. It's me who needs help and you are here showing off your moves with Ishaan!"

"Listen little sis, see I told you are adopted, dance clearly runs in the fam."

"Hey, hey that's enough banter for today," Ethan stepped in between the siblings.

"Yes. Since I am here now you don't need to worry, get hold of your dance partner and follow my lead." Meera said, making the face of her daughter light up.

"But before that I am very hungry," Ishaan declared, flopping down on the couch.

"Ohh me too," Meera followed suit.

"Me three," Ava joined in. The three of them looked at the head of the family.

Ethan pinched the bridge of his nose, "I swear you all have inherited this from your mother. And I haven't been able to say no to that face for the past twenty years."

"That's 'I am calling for pizza right about now' in dad's language," Ishaan smirked.

The next few hours are spent blissfully as the Ramsey family continues dancing for the rest of the night.

Later much into the night Meera comes out from the shower to find her shirtless husband sipping champagne on the bed.

"Holy Moly," her jaw dropped on the ground. "You like this, Rookie?" Ethan said, handing her a flute of champagne.

"You bet I do," Meera smiled. "But are you asking me to drink on a work night? What has happened to you Ramsey?"

"One flute won't hurt," Ethan got up and played yet another classical waltz from his phone. "So, may I have this dance, Dr. Ramsey-Bose?"

"Now? In a bathrobe?" Meera questioned.

"Yes to now, no to bathrobe," Ethan cleverly twirled his wife out of the robe as the music mixed with Meera's infectious laugh filled the bedroom.

Thank you so much if you have read till here, it means the world to me. Hope to see you go on other different adventures with me, Ethan and Meera, till then sending love and hugs your way! ❤️

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blitheringmcgonagall · 2 years

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Can I please have 8,38 and 40 on the fic ask if you have time? ✨✨✨

Thank you so much I really loved these questions so much! Er, I may have gotten a bit carried away with this!! 😂😂😂

8. Share a snippet from one of your favourite dialogue scenes and explain why you’re proud of it?

This is from the prequel to We Can Be Heroes which is basically a fic about the prank called Boys Don’t Cry and my favourite thing in it is probably the Prongsfoot BroTP (in this case quite Angsty). I like it because I just feel this captures the fake nonchalance and lack of remorse that Sirius shows in canon when he is reminded of the prank, whereas in fact he’s just putting on an act, because boys don’t cry as @mrs-stubby-boardman ‘s excellent post on Sirius and traditional masculinity and mental health reminds us. And that because of his fractured family relationships, his experience of rejection, Sirius is trying to push James away, to reject him first before James inevitably ends their friendship (Prongs rolling his eyes at this, yes he’s fucking pissed at Sirius but this isn’t the end!)

He wanted to believe that Sirius, his brother, had been Imperiused, that he’d been forced to-

“You know what they say, Prongs, we revert to type under pressure,” Sirius said, a slightly condescending lilt to his voice, pureblood accent accentuated. “I wanted to hurt Snivellus. I came up with a plan. It worked.”

“It worked?” James’ throat felt so tight he couldn’t breathe properly, roughly shaking Sirius.

“It worked,” Sirius said, voice smooth and clipped.

He let go of Sirius’ collar in disgust, hands shaking with rage.

“You’re drunk, Sirius, drunk,” he said, swallowing hard. “You don’t know what you’re saying.”

“Au contraire. If anything, in vino veritas,” Sirius replied, with a strange, almost manic laugh, as he stepped closer to James, head high, straight-backed. “Moony was… collateral damage.”

Sirius poked him hard with his index finger, making him stagger backwards.

“You heard me, collateral damage.”

Something inside him snapped.

“Fuck you!”

His fist collided with Sirius ’cheekbone, sending him sprawling backwards. He tried to control his breathing, looking down at Sirius who lay spreadeagled where he had landed. Except this time, as they locked eyes, for a split second he read regret, shame, self-loathing, fear, wretchedness.

“Is that all you’ve got?” the mask was back on, taunting.

“Fuck you, Sirius Black! If you think I’m going to… I’m not bloody Orion, I’m not going to fucking beat you up, you can fuck right off! You know what? I don’t care what reason you had, there’s no excuse for what you did to Remus! He didn’t deserve it! I don’t know what the fuck is going to happen now… you’ve ruined everything. I just… I should have seen this coming, I should have done…”

There was a pause. Sirius licked his lips.

“You need to get it into your pitiful little skull that I’m a bad person, Prongs. Once you accept that, then this whole thing makes sense. Oh I know you’re going to say your usual pathetic, feel-good line about how we’ve all got both light and dark inside us,” he said with a distasteful air, making air quotes, and looking somewhere in the mid distance. "That what matters is the part we choose to act on. That's who we really are… bla bla bla. Face it, this is who I am."

38.Talk about a review that made your day.

Well I got this today on We Can Be Heroes and it made my week!!!

Honestly so thrilled!!!!!

40.Write an alternative ending to (insert fic title)

Ooooh but all my favourite fics have the best endings???? That’s a hard one! All my favourite Jily and Wolfstar fics from my favourite authors have happy endings! And the only alternative ending I’ve actually written is the canon ending to We Can Be Heroes (stupid Jily dying, stupid Sirius finding them and ending up in Azkaban and stupid Remus attending the funerals alone) which is frankly stupid and crap, because canon is crap! And I literally told people not to read it because it’s too sad!??

Thank you so much!!! 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

#beautiful asks!#loveliest tumblr friends #thank you 💕💕💕💕💕#writers asks

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indigo--montoya · 2 years

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Here's my submission for Day 5 of Multiamory March! This is chapter 1 of my only multichapter fic for this event. I'm really excited about it! :D

Prompt: Confusion

Ship: Yuekia (pre-relationship)

Word count: ~650

This was partly inspired by this post

@polyamships

Ding. Ding.

Suki rolls over, slapping at her nightstand in an attempt to find her phone. The notification noises, small as they are, feel like knives through her skull. Her phone shouldn't even be making noise, she always turns it on silent at night so she can sleep.

What the hell happened last night? She was at a party with the other Warriors and…

Ding.

Suki squeezes her eyes shut against the pain, burying her face in her pillow. Her fingers finally find her textured phone case and she drags her phone over, intending only to turn the volume off.

Ding.

While she has her phone she might as well check her texts. If her friends are blowing up her phone when they're all hungover, it must be something important. She taps her passcode in, clicking on the text notification before she even reads the message.

It's from Sokka. And his girlfriend, Yue.

🖌💙 Sokka 🖌💙 added you to a group chat

🖌💙 Sokka 🖌💙: Hey Suki

🖌💙 Sokka 🖌💙: I hope you're doing well this morning 😘

🌙✨ Yue 🌙✨: Me too. It was really nice to see you last night 😊💖

That's… odd. She could've sworn she didn't have emojis next to their names in her contacts. Before she has time to ponder that, another message pops up. Then two more, one right after the other.

🖌💙 Sokka 🖌💙: Anyway we just wanted to check that you got home safe last night

🖌💙 Sokka 🖌💙: Or you know, back to your dorm

🌙✨ Yue 🌙✨: Yes. I hope you made it home safely. And if you'd like to meet up for lunch sometime, please let me know. I'd love to get to know you better 💜

What does that mean? Why are they checking on her? What's going on?

Another bolt of pain flashes through Suki's eyes. She groans. Morning or not, she can't do this right now. Having thus decided it can wait, Suki puts her phone down and goes back to sleep.

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Suki presses her hands over her eyes. The light stabs through anyway, as soon as she relaxes. There's no getting back to sleep now.

She drags herself out of bed and down to the dorm kitchen for some water to help her headache. Once she's retrieved the life-saving fluid, Suki sits at the counter and puts her head down on the countertop. It is blessedly cool, soothing her aching head.

"Rough night?" Mingxia, the only other person in the kitchen, asks, bustling around entirely too cheerfully. Suki groans.

Mingxia giggles, sending lances of pain through Suki's head. "I suppose there are advantages to being the designated driver." There's a clank by Suki's elbow, and Mingxia says, "I made jook. Eat some, it'll do you good."

Suki pulls the bowl closer, grabs the spoon, and lifts her head enough to stick the now-full spoon into her mouth. "Mmm. Thank."

"Of course."

A little later, Suki is feeling marginally better, enough so to try figuring out what's going on with Sokka and Yue. "Phone. Had text." Suki taps at an imaginary phone keyboard to show what she means. "Weird. Don't know why."

"Is that so? I think I might know who that text is from." Mingxia singsongs, wiggling her eyebrows.

What's that supposed to mean? "Who?"

"Sokka." Mingxia grins, leaning on the counter next to Suki. "Or maybe Yue. You were getting pretty cozy with both of them last night."

"Cozy?"

"Making out."

"Oh." Suki eats another bite of jook. Then she processes Mingxia's words and chokes on her food. Mingxia pats her back. When Suki has recovered, she repeats, "Oh."

Mingxia snickers. "'Oh' is right, lovergirl."

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Good morning! I am doing all right. I hope you're both doing well.

I did get home safe– Mingxia made sure of that!

Lunch sounds great! Maybe tomorrow? Or dinner today if that works better for you. Can we talk about what happened last night? There's something I should tell you both in person

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