#again…first draft😂😂

[good-beanswrites]

My translyrics for Salamander, written out under the cut :D

This one was much more difficult than the last, but I'm still very satisfied with it! 😤 I'm both sad that my version lost a lot of the fun soundplay of the original, and also waaay more impressed with the lyrics and vocals after digging it like this! I tried to keep it balanced between the original and Fuuta's version, though maybe it ended up leaning more toward the cover, idk. Leaving my specific notes in the tags 👍

Salamander~ Hot's nice, don't you agree? This pa- passion's fine, see?

"But" isn't what I wanna hear, so say "more" loud and clear.

It's heating up all through my mind when I'm with you.

I want a taste, but all this spice may prove more than I can take, (eh?)

Something's on your mind. So spit it out and tell me, don't waste my time, kay?

I'm hooked on this, pass me a dish.

The way I'm starving here without you -- it's a crime

A spicy treat, put on repeat,

Can I get seconds with the same heat? One more time!

Salamander~ Hot's nice, don't you agree? This pa- passion's fine, see?

"But" isn't what I wanna hear, so say "more" loud and clear.

It's heating up all through my mind when I'm with you.

I can't stop anything, although I wouldn't want to stop, oh no --

Take a breath, it's best to cool down or you earn yourself a burn.

I want a bite, I can't help giving in to this new appetite.

Again, again, I want to be on fire when I get to the end.

We live too fast, we burn to ash,

I never handled spices well and it's a crime.

A spicy treat, put on repeat,

Can I get seconds with the same heat? One more time!

I want to burn bright red

I want to burn bright red

Salamander~ Hot's nice, don't you agree? This pa- passion's fine, see?

"But" isn't what I wanna hear, so say "more" loud and clear.

Tell me I'm not alone in my mind!

Salamander~ Look what's happened to me. This pa- passion's crazy

Tell me I'm not delirious, I'm being serious.

It's heating up all through my mind when I'm with you.

I can't stop anything, although I wouldn't want to stop, oh no --

Take a breath, it's best to cool down or you earn yourself a burn.

I want to leave I want to go, but I can never stop, oh no --

Take a breath, it's best to cool down or you earn yourself a burn.

#milgram #fuuta kajiyama #deco*27 #this time i can confidently say this is my fav milgram song lmao #literally the hardest line of the whole song was the very first one #still not 100% satisfied but compared to my dozens of draft lines its pretty good #i really wanted the 'po's to be within a word like the original and went digging through so many words with the sound in the middle LMAO #i wanted something focused more on heat/spice but alas it had to be passion -_- #there was very little space to get across the idea of 'its not a big deal right?' so i hope 'fine' conveys what i want it to hmm... #forever missing the sound of 'ripiccha itai/ piriccha itai' but the treat/repeat lines still worked out well! #so mad english doesnt have a nice onomatopoeia like 'fuu' :( #i needed to keep the long u to finish of the first stanza the long o in a few lines -- i absolutely love how arthur lounsbery sings those #my ace ass appreciates his commitment to singing such a steamy song so harsh and turning the seductive whispers into angry grumbling 😂 #me too man #the struggle of trying to write fun food lines and going 'oh NO that sounds even dirtier now' 😭😭😭 #i actually did record myself singing and i knew it was gonna be bad but it was Really Awful adsfdsfd so sorry #just take my word for it!!! it all works perfectly!!! #(once again if anyone wants to cover it hmu hehe :3) #oops spelled delirious wrong in my chart shhhhhh #lyrics

[thedevilsofcarthya]

me: i don't know how to write, i won't ever write anything

also me: *writes the hanahaki au*

me after: that was it. i would never write again

my ao3:

LMAO WHAT HAS JARODEN DONE TO ME

#i have not even included my wips #still procrastinating on a lot lmao #the only reason i even saved it as draft is because i prefer reading in ao3 format than anything else #funny thing is i really didn't mean to write again after the first time #but i wrote the next one when i came back from the void? #that wasn't even a month ago lmao #after that i just kept getting ideas #like wtf #😂 #ignore me #jaroden has ruined my life

[xxblairexxss]

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Pairing : dad!Charles Leclerc x mom!reader

Theme : Fluff

Another short one because this has been in my draft for a while.

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ynusername Excited for her popcorn 🍿

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username4 that small hand on the bowl 🥹

"1, 2, 3–"

The sweet, lovable voice filled up your kitchen as your little one counted everything you put on her plate. She had just started learning numbers, so everything that she could count, she wouldn’t miss a chance.

"5!"

"No, honey. It’s 4, then 5. There you go. Can you carry it?" You leaned down to slowly place the plate on her little hands. She was always excited for her snack time because you would put all different things together, so she had more choices for her food. This time, you had prepared frozen banana yoghurt bites, small slices of apples, a few small peanut butter bites, and some goldfish crackers.

"No! I carry."

"Okay, careful!" You were going to help her bring the plate to her small table in the living room, but she wanted to do everything on her own now.

"Need dada’s help?" Charles heard the little steps tapping against the floor first before he saw his little girl with a plate full of her snacks. The plate was bigger than her face, and it was a bit of a struggle to carry it but she kept on denying every offer of help.

"No!" She placed it on her table, looked at her dad with the biggest smile and started clapping her hands. "Yay!"

"Yay! What have you got there?"

"This.." She pointed at the frozen banana yoghurt bites and took one in her hand. "Banana!"

"That one?" Charles pointed at the goldfish cracker.

"That is fish!" She took one and munched on it, her cheeks puffing out from trying to chew them thoroughly.

"Can dada get some?”

"Let me think!" She puckered her lips and scanned through her plate to decide which one she was going to give to Charles. "Dada want this?" She took a few goldfish crackers, leaving her with two left. "There. I need more fish! Dada wait!"

"Oh? You want me to wait here? Okay, baby. Can dada eat this?" He showed her the handful of crackers in his hand that she just gave.

"Yes!" She stood up wobbly and ran to the kitchen again, this time with a half-empty plate. There were only two crackers left and one banana bites. "Mommy, more?"

"Did you actually eat all of them? That was quick." Your brows furrowed as you took the pink-coloured plate from her.

"Dada ate too!" She giggled and extended her arms to get her plate back.

"What?" You peeked at your husband laying on the couch with a fistful of crackers, treating it as some sort of popcorn, while his eyes locked on the television. "Charles! Are you being serious? Stop taking her snacks!"

Your voice made him jumped, but he continued chomping on the crackers again. "Honey, she was the one who gave it to me."

“Well, then stop taking it!" You put a few more crackers into a small bowl this time before giving it to her. "Don’t share with daddy. This will be the last one, okay? No more."

"Thank you, mommy!" The sound of her footsteps clomping again as she ran back to her dad "Uh oh, mommy angry." She pulled a face and pointed her little finger at her dad, making him laugh.

"You cheeky girl! Mommy’s angry at me because of you." He pinched her chubby cheek as she munched on the crackers again. "Is it good?”

"Yes! Dada want?" She took one off her plate and handed it to Charles.

"It’s okay, baby. Dada’s full."

The little one frowned and looked down on her plate with her bottom lips jutting out, feeling rejected. The cracker she had in her small palm kept being twiddled in it.

Charles pressed his lips together to control his expression. His little girl had already learned how to give attitude if none of her requests were being obeyed. He would always get in trouble because you would scold him for being too fulfilling with her requests, but how could he say no to that squishy little face?

"Okay, okay. Give me one." She the handed him the one she had fiddling in her palm and squealed when Charles ate it.

"Dada more?" She offered another one and he shook his head again.

"No, thank you, baby."

"Please dada.." She pulled a pleading look with her big, round eyes, making him lose this round as well. She giggled and put the cracker in his mouth when he leaned closer.

You then walked into the living room with your hands crossed, glaring at your husband, who was still chewing on something. "Can you stop taking your daughter’s snack?"

"I’m not, honey! I swear! Right, baby?"

"Dada wants more!" She squealed, making Charles’s mouth wide open.

"Honey, don’t listen to her!"

"Well, she obviously doesn’t know how to lie! Right, baby? Is dada taking your snack?" Your brows were still furrowed as you looked at your husband, who was speechless in his seat.

"She was the one who offered me the crackers!" Charles argued.

“Dada said more!” She shrieked and handed another one of the fish crackers to Charles, making you chew on your lips.

“You know, if you really want it, I can give the whole packet to you. Stop taking it from her.”

“I’m not, honey!”

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[estrellami-1]

If I Should Stay

Holy shit, y’all are insane. My tag list is over a HUNDRED (wtf y’all I’m kissing every single one of you on the forehead it was EIGHT before this) and the first part got over 800 notes in 24 hours. I love y’all 😂 With that being said though, Tumblr only allows for 50 mentions per post. So I’m drafting another post with the other 50-odd mentions that I’ll link this to. Unfortunately I’m not willing to make more than two posts, meaning my tag list is officially CLOSED. I’m so sorry, y’all, please know I love every single one of you SO much!! If you’d like to follow along and didn’t make it onto the taglist, go ahead and follow the ‘#if I should stay’ tag. I’ll make sure to use this tag for every update! Thank you all SO SO MUCH!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ and if you want to be dropped from the taglist, that’s fine too; just let me know! ❤️

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Steve is terrified.

Honestly, after the Russians and the Upside Down and everything else, Steve thought he’d never be scared again.

Then he woke up in school in 1984.

He looks around, wide-eyed, only to stop when Tommy and Carol look at him weirdly. “Uh, Steve?” Carol asks. “You look like you’re about to puke.”

Full of tact, just like always. He shakes off the feeling of wrong crawling on his skin and smiles at her. “I’m fine,” he says, when nothing could be further from the truth.

She opens her mouth to respond. Steve breathes a sigh of relief when the bell goes off, only for him to realize he has no idea where he’s going.

Thank God for Carol, apparently, because she throws her head back with a groan. “Math,” she complains. “I hate math.”

Steve feels a zing of recognition dart through him. He had English while she was in math. They used to complain about it between classes.

He feels excited when he realizes Robin will be in this class, then just as suddenly excitement turns to nausea when he realizes she might not remember him.

He walks into class, trying to keep his hopes down, and briefly makes eye contact with her.

She’s doodling in a notebook, looking around the room. Their eyes meet.

Robin’s pencil lead snaps.

Steve freezes.

He opens his mouth, he’s not sure for what, but she shakes her head slightly.

She stands and makes her way towards him before her eyes flutter back in her head and she drops.

She would’ve fallen on the ground if he hadn’t caught her. Whispers start up, enough to get the teacher to look up. “Mr. Harrington,” she says. “I’m not sure what dance moves you think you’re trying, but I will remind you this is an English classroom.”

“Yes ma’am,” he says. “Um. She passed out. I think I should probably take her to the nurse.”

She leans over her desk to peer first at Steve, then at Robin, who still has her eyes closed. “Very well,” she says. “I’ll give you a hall pass. Please ensure she returns once her little spell has worn off.”

He nods, shifts Robin completely into his arms, and walks out of the classroom.

He walks down the hallway and stops by an empty classroom, darting in when nobody’s looking. “Robs,” he chokes, and her arms are around his neck and now he’s choking for an entirely different reason.

She’s shaking, and he feels hot tears land on his shoulder, and he knows she feels the same from his tears. “I thought-”

“I know,” Steve whispers. “I thought the same. I woke up and I was with Tommy and Carol again and I didn’t know what was going on and I was terrified you weren’t gonna remember me.”

“Jesus,” she says. She’s laughing a little, through her tears. “Imagine how I felt, waking up in Mrs. Click’s class. Thought I’d had a weird fever dream. Then you walked in, and…”

“Yeah,” he agrees. “Jesus, Robs, I’m so glad you’re okay.”

“Right back atcha, Dingus,” she whispers, which really just makes his tears start all over again. “Who else do you think knows?”

Steve sighs. “I don’t know. And other than asking them, and risking getting sent to a padded room…”

“Yeah.” Robin sighs.

“Oh, fuck,” Steve says, tensing up.

“What?”

“I’m pretty sure I’m still with Nancy.”

I tried to tag everyone who wanted it… I’m so sorry if I missed you! Once again I’m so sorry about closing the taglist. Thank you for understanding! ❤️

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[httpsuniverse]

BF 🤝 GF | PG10

wherein pierre’s dating THE y/n, who, according to fans, takes fan service on a different level and has the same energy as her boyfriend (seriously, they both need to think before they click).

↳ TYPE: ig au

↳ PAIRING: pierre gasly x singer!reader (face claim: bibi)

↳ DETAILS AND WARNINGS: suggestive

↳ AUTHOR’S NOTE: some drafts i’ve written/made, just needed to clean up the drafts. there’s more but i’ll edit them first before i post em! enjoy ❤️ also, the pictures of bibi are from waterbomb 2022! :)

this work is purely fictional. names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. © newuniverse, 2023. do not steal, repost in other platforms, translate and/or claim this work as your own.

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[drudyslut]

— summary: it’s your first year at NC State and you meet football star Rafe Cameron.

— pairing: football star!rafe cameron x cheerleader!reader

— warnings: really none. some language, Rafe is the stereotypical football star, mentions of a party.

— note: this is going to be a mini series! i just need my fix on football!rafe cameron so badly, i couldn’t rush this. also, i did some research on NC State, so some of the places named are actually places on campus at NC State😂

❥ game on — r.c

“Yes mom, i’m going straight to cheer tryouts and then back to my dorm. I have a lot of homework believe it or not”

You sigh, gathering your books and making your way out of the classroom. Your mom had been hounding you since you’d started college, not taking it very well with ‘letting her baby go’ which, you understood, but you wished she’d let up a little.

“Okay honey, you know I just worry about you” your mom says through the phone, making you smile softly and nod your head even though she couldn’t see you.

“I know mom! But I promise i’m okay. I gotta go, getting in the car to go back to my room and change for tryouts. I’ll call you later”

“Okay sweetheart, love you”

“Love you too mom”

You pull the phone from your ear, sighing as you toss it in your car followed by your bag and your books. You settle inside the comfort of your car, running your hands down the sides of the steering wheel and resting your forehead against it.

Your mind was racing, thinking of all of the things that are already happening in your life and questioning whether or not trying out for cheer was even worth it. You’re completely lost in your own thoughts when a knock on your window startles you.

“Shit!” you whisper shout, lifting your head and looking to see who it was. You knit your brow in confusion when you notice a guy you didn’t know standing outside of your car, an annoyingly beautiful smile on his face.

You slightly roll your window down and raising your brow, “Yes?”

He smirks, leaning his arm against your car and bending his head down to speak, “Just noticed you looked stressed. Thought i’d come ask the pretty girl that’s parked beside me if she’s okay?”

You chuckle softly and let your head fall. Was this guy serious right now? “Uh, yeah she’s great” You respond sarcastically, lifting your head slowly, finding his bright blue eyes again.

“You sure? You don’t seem alright”

You mutter a curse under your breath, realizing he wasn’t going to give up unless you gave him something. “Yeah, uh, it’s just my mom, she’s been hounding me every day since I left for college”

He grins, only slightly satisfied with your answer but he continues to press you, “Mhm, just your mom?”

You scoff, “Yup. Look, I don’t even know you, you don’t want my life story, okay? Now if you don’t mind, I have to go get ready for cheer tryouts”

His ears perk up, an amused smirk working its way across his lips, “Cheer tryouts huh? That mean i’ll be seeing more of you then?”

You quirk your brow and chuckle, “Yeah, what’re you some hot shot football player?”

The tone in your voice was sarcastic, but the grin on his face told you he was in fact a football player, making your stomach turn and feel even more annoyed.

“I’m Rafe. Rafe Cameron. Hot shot football player, nice to meet ya…” He trails off, extending his hand out for you to shake and waiting on you to give your name.

“Y/N. Nice to meet you, Rafe”

“What’s wrong with hot shot football players? I’m the best damn quarterback this school has seen, projected to be a top five pick for the NFL draft”

“Nothings wrong with them, just.. Not my type”

Rafe chuckles, leaning himself back against your car and crossing his arms. “Not your type? But you’re a cheerleader? Aren’t we like… Meant to be together?”

You roll your eyes, growing annoyed with him and his banter. “Most definitely not” You pause, turning your key to start the car and lightly placing a hand on his back, trying to shove him away from your car. “Now again, if you don’t mind… I have to go”

He pushes himself off of your car and nods his head at you, “I’ll see ya on the field gorgeous”

-

“Alright ladies! Welcome to tryouts for the 2024 season. I’m your captain, Natalie, and this is your co-captain, Macie. We only have ten spots available on our squad, so, that being said you must impress us today to claim one of those spots”

You stand in line, glancing around at your competition and smiling softly to yourself. They all look good at best, but you knew you were going to kill it. It was highly unlikely that you didn’t make it, I mean you had only cheered since you were six, you only took eight years of tumbling classes, did competition cheer for three years, and you even packed your already full schedule with dance classes to help better your movements.

You snap your attention back to what was being said, “If you make the team, a roster list will be posted in the Fountain Dining Hall on main campus Friday by five PM. Good luck ladies!”

“Crazy seeing you here” A familiar voice says from behind you, making you turn your head slowly.

You roll your eyes when you see Rafe, dressed in his practice gear, helmet held tightly in one hand while the other firmly gripped at his shoulder pads, that damned smirk on his lips.

“So crazy, almost like I told you an hour ago i’d be here!” You respond sarcastically.

You hear him chuckle, shifting his helmet in his hands and placing his free hand on the back of your arm, making you pull away from his touch.

“Hey, why can’t you just be nice to me? I’m just trying-”

“Cameron, what’re you doing? You still like harassing my cheerleaders?” Natalie says, cutting him off and making his face turn a bright shade of red.

He places a hand over his heart in mock offense, a big toothy grin being flashed toward her, “I’m hurt, Nat. I thought you knew me better than that”

She rolls her eyes, placing a hand on her hip and popping it out, “I do know you, Rafe. So go on, go to your practice and leave my girls alone”

Rafe rolls his eyes, placing a hand on your shoulder and dipping his head down to whisper in your ear, “I’ll see ya round?”

You give him a sarcastic smile, waving your hands at him in a ‘shooing’ motion, “I’m sure you will. Bye now”

He shoves his helmet onto his head, giving you one final glance before he jogs off to the practice field. Your mind was spinning, why did he make you so nervous? Football players were not your type, especially not guys like him. Cocky, so full of themselves, but something about him piqued your interest.

“Alright, next up we have Y/N Y/L/N”

You push Rafe to the back of your mind, taking a deep breath and stepping forward for your tryout.

-

“Y/N! Hey wait up!”

You’re almost to your car, exhausted from the tryouts, when you hear Rafe’s voice calling for you. You roll your eyes and suck in a sharp breath, turning quickly on your heels to face him.

“Yes, Rafe? What do you need now?”

“Just wanted to walk with you to your car” He says, that damned smirk you’ve grown accustomed to seeing plastered on his face.

You sigh, “Okay? What’s your deal? You know i’m not- You know i’m not interested in you.. Right?”

He adjusts his bag on his shoulder, a small chuckle falling from his lips, “So full of yourself huh? You think i’m interested in you? Pff, I just didn’t want you having to walk alone at night”

You roll your eyes, adjusting your own bag on your shoulder and continuing your walk to your car.

Rafe rushes to your side, his hands grabbing your bag and slinging it over his other shoulder. You open your mouth to protest but he quickly shuts you up.

“Just let me help you out, okay? Stop being so ‘guarded’ or whatever it is you’re trying to be, I just want to be friends”

You roll your eyes and cross your arms around yourself, “Sorry, I just- I don’t typically ‘make friends’ very easily and… And well I have a bad history with football players, so i’m not very trusting toward you”

Rafe nods his head, his blue eyes burning into the side of your head. You keep your focus straight ahead, not wanting to break and make eye contact with him. You liked him, but not in the ‘oh i have a crush’ type of way, but he’d been kind enough so far, and he was beautiful. That much you couldn’t deny.

“I promise you, we’re not all the same. It may seem like it, but we’re not”

You break, turning your head and finding his eyes. You give him a small smile, “I know, I just have a hard time trusting. My last relationship didn’t end so well, and he was a football player, he kind of ruined the hype over y’all for me”

The two of you finally reach your car, you quickly unlock it and open the passenger door, using your hand to signal for him to just toss the bag inside. He drops the bag into the seat and you shut the door, rounding your car and opening the driver side door.

“So, I guess i’ll see ya” You say softly.

You quickly get into your car and shut the door, turning the key and bringing the engine to life. You’re about to put the car in reverse when you hear a knock on your window.

“What’s up?” You ask, staring up at Rafe as he smiles down at you.

“Uh, just wanted to see if you wanted to come to this party tomorrow night? It won’t be anything crazy, just one of my friends birthdays, I think it’d be good for you to get out, have some drinks”

You bring your bottom lip between your teeth, tilting your head to the side as you contemplate the idea.

“I’ll think about it?”

Rafe smiles, letting his head fall before he brings it back up and finds your eyes again, “Cool, cool. Can I give you my number so you can let me know?”

You jokingly roll your eyes, “Sure”

You grab your phone from the top of your bag, handing it to him and watching as he quickly enters his number into it. You hear a small ding come from the pocket of his sweats, narrowing your eyes at him, “Did you just text yourself?” You ask, a small laugh falling from your lips.

He smirks, handing you your phone back and pushing himself off of your car, “I did. Now I can text you instead of waiting around on you to text me”

You can’t contain the laugh that comes from you, you couldn’t lie, you were flattered by his desire to be able to get ahold of you.

“Smart man”

“Goodnight, Y/L/N. Text me when you make it back to your dorm safely?”

“Night, Cameron”

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[moumouton4]

Body Swap || Sasuke Uchiha x fem!reader

A/n : This is an idea of mine that slept a loooong while in my drafts 😂

Masterlist ⚜

Warning : None just fluff 😌🌺

Summary : As you return from your mission in a new body, you hope only one thing: not to disappoint your boyfriend Sasuke Uchiha, if he were unfortunate enough to learn of it.

I don’t give permission to repost my work, if you want to share it just reblogue it

Word count : 2068

You should have known something like that could happen. You knew exactly who you would be fighting against during your mission. Yet you still got hit. At least it wasn't something too bad, you had seen worse. Even though you couldn't help that chill of embarrassment from crawling up your spin at the thought of him knowing about it. You couldn't help but imagine his beautiful onyx eyes looking at you in utter disappointment and maybe with a hint of disgust.

Continuing running back to the village you shook your head, trying to dismiss the negative thoughts from your brain. The mission had been long and draining and having those thoughts wasn't going to help you come to terms with the fact that you couldn't retire to your boyfriend’s place right after coming back, such as you forecasted. You would have to wait for the effects of your late opponent’s jutsu to fade.

Brushing your now blond hair away from your face, you sighed in relief upon seeing that no one was guarding the village gate at this time of the night. With wolf-like steps, you crept along without making a sound, praying a little more with each step that you wouldn't run into anyone. You knew full well that if anyone saw you in that state, you'd never hear the end of it. 

So you hurried through the familiar streets until you arrived at your safe place, your home. As you passed your mirror, you almost screamed when you saw the unusual silhouette you now sported. It wasn't that you hadn't seen this physique before, it just didn't belong in the place of your own body, or in your clothes. But even though you were embarrassed you couldn't deny the appeal your bed had right now, and so in utter exhaustion you decided to go to sleep. And who knows maybe tomorrow things will be back to normal, without knowing about what had happened during your mission.

But that wasn't counting the perspicacity of the man you called your partner. In fact, on the evening of your return, which was in the middle of the night, Sasuke suffering from insomnia, had decided to take a walk around Konohagakure. That's when he thought he recognized your chakra trailing at full speed, probably 50 meters away from him. Of course he would recognize your distinctive chakra signature. Although his instinct was to follow you home to make sure you were all right, he decided against his protective instincts to return to his home if that's where you were heading. However, to his surprise, you didn't, so he concluded that you were tired and that he'd come to say hello the next day, if you didn’t go to his place first.

And the next afternoon, after not hearing from you the whole morning, the Uchiha decided to check on you himself, in the hope of easing the weight he had had on his chest since you'd left on your mission. He just wanted to make sure you were okay. So after taking a shower, put on some cologne, and tried to flatten the spikes of his hair. He headed out to your place.

Once in front of the door he breathed in, reminding himself to keep his composure and not to act as if he was very worried sick over you, which he was. And then he steadily raised his hand, and knocked firmly against your wooden door, the sound echoing through your apartment. He took a step back, his eyes still fixed on the door and he waited.

But no one came, and so he knocked again. He knew you were there, he could feel it through the chakra radiating from behind the door. Actually you were right behind it.

“Y-yeah ?” you dared to speak, fortunately your voice stayed the same in spite of everything.

“Y/n ? Can you open the door for me ?” he said, his tone calm and assured.

Freezing in your movement you tried to think as fast as you could about a way out to extricate you from this situation. But you knew he wouldn’t let it go until you let him in. He surely was worried you thought smiling to yourself. But your smile quickly faded away when you registered his words “open the door”. And there was no way you could let him in while being in this state. Though without letting you any more time to think you heard the door unlock.

“Can I come in ?” he asked. And knowing you wouldn't win against his worry you surrendered.

“Fine, you can come in” you muttered, already dreading his reaction.

Sasuke didn’t waste any more time and he pulled the door open. Though his countenance faltered and his once stoic expression turned into one of pure bewilderment, his eyebrows raised in confusion.

“What are you doing here Naruto ?” there was a sharp edge in his tone, one that wasn't usually designated to you, one that displayed a hint of defiance. You were so ashamed.

Taking a step inside he continued “I asked you what you were doing at her place ? Where is she ? And why… are you radiating her energy ?” he asked suspiciously, a hint of jealousy lacing his words.

You knew you had to defuse the situation quickly before it got worse and you caused him too much worry "S-Sasuke, i-it's me... it's Y/n" you raised your hands in surrender, taking a cautious step backwards just in case things escalated.

He looked you up and down, unsure whether this was a trap or a mere joke. And yet, even though his eyes reflected Naruto's image, deep down inside he sensed that the emanation of your chakra was coming from this figure standing before him. But for the moment he remained on his guard.

"What happened ?" he asked coldly, still standing his ground.

Tu shook his head with embarrassment "I wasn't paying attention during my mission and this rogue ninja got the best of me with his jutsu.... I didn't know... I-I don't know how long this will last..."

Sensing no signs of danger he began to relax "And why didn't you come straight to me and tell me about it ?" however his questions were very sanctimonious.

You swallowed the lump in your throat "Because I was far too ashamed for you to see me like that" you had tears in your eyes as you spoke, and even for sasuke it felt strange to see naruto about to cry.

He shook his head "You're really a stubborn one, aren't you ? Come on let's get you inside, we'll see what we can do" he proposed.

Once inside, you couldn't help but take a step towards him. It had been so long since you'd seen him, and you had missed him terribly, you just needed to feel his warmth as he wrapped his arms around you. But to your surprise, he raised one of his hands and took a big step backwards. His gaze once again inspired defiance. That's all it took for the tears to flow freely down your cheeks.

Without missing a beat, Sasuke's heart broke into a thousand pieces. Of course he missed you and wanted to hold you, but... you looked like Naruto. It was hard enough for him to find his usual way of talking to you when you looked like his friend, but a hug... it seemed so far beyond his reach. Yet when you stood up to leave the room, he couldn't help but stand up too, and grabbed your forearm. He couldn't help thinking that it was odd that your gaze was on the same line as his and that he didn't have to look down to tell you,

"Hey wait, stay here. We have been through much worse than this" he tried to comfort you, but clearly that wasn't his forte.

Yet you listened to him and returned to sit on the couch with him. This time he took your hand in his, to give you support through the contact, but he suspected it wouldn't be enough. And that if this state lasted any longer, he wouldn't be able to stop himself from wanting to kiss his girlfriend at some point, even if for the moment it looked as if he had remained unmoved.

But to his relief, as soon as he took your hand in his, a smile spread across your face. Well on Naruto's face... it really was a funny sight to behold for Sasuke. Even the feel of your hand in his, which now seemed bigger than before. He was nevertheless trying to rub his thumb on the back of your hand in the hope of giving you more comfort.

You appreciated the effort, but it didn't seem to satisfy your desire for closeness. And so, gently, you detached your hand from his. His grip on your hand tightened subtly, as if to prevent you from moving away, but with a look you let him know that you were fine and would only be away for a short while. So he let you leave the room, his gaze following your retreating figure with a slight worry.

You'd been thinking for a while about an idea that would allow you to hold Sasuke in your arms with all your love and the lack you had felt during this long mission.

That's how you found yourself in front of your wardrobe. You reached out and grab your perfume, the one you use most often, the one he'd recognize between a thousand and one. You apply it lightly to your neck and behind your ears, then to your torso and a final spritz to your newly spiky blond hair.

A little more confident now, you returned to the living room and sat down next to Sasuke, whose eyes were already on you the moment you stepped through the door. Making yourself comfortable beside him, you cleared your throat.

"Will you close your eyes and take me in your arms now please, Sasuke ?" you asked in a small voice. 

You could feel his reluctance as he replied "If that's what you really want"

He slightly spread his arms for you to nestle in, and that's exactly what you did. You sighed heavily as you finally felt his arms close around you. Sasuke tried to remain as stoic as possible, but he couldn't help feeling out of place there, with a much bigger and more muscular body in his arms than your smaller, gently curved one.

Yet his heart clenched with a pleasant warmth when he felt you nuzzle against his chest. Instinctively he brought his hand to your cheek and took it in the apple of his hand. He halted his movement for a fraction of a second when he felt the recognizable whiskers on Naruto's face, but he recovered very quickly and continued his gesture of affection.

"Thank you" you murmured against him as fatigue took hold of you.

"No need to thank me" he replied without pause, his arms tightening around you. Truth be told, he felt even more stupid than you for refusing that hug earlier.

His head resting on top of yours, he breathed in gently, letting your sweet perfume waft through his nostrils. It's moments like this that he can't help whispering "Clever girl" against your hair. His hand slid down your back and he soothed you as he thought it would help.

"I'm not going to force you to go out, but later I will go and see Tsunade and ask her to help you sort this out. We are in this together"

You nodded against his muscular chest "I don't mind accompanying you. But can we stay like this a little longer before leaving ?"

"Of course, for as long as you like" he whispered back, as if not to break the serene atmosphere in which you were now bathing. Closing your eyes once more, it took you no more than 20 seconds to feel his lips place a tender kiss on your forehead, bringing a wide and delighted smile to your lips.

"Next time I deny you a hug, I allow you to hit me until I get my head straight again"

You chuckled at his clumsy way of trying to apologize "Don't worry I'll have other ways of making you bend"

"That I don't doubt, my clever girl"

#naruto #naruto imagine #naruto shippuden #naruto shippuden imagine #sasuke uchiha #sasuke uchiha x reader #sasuke uchiha imagine #sasuke uchiha fluff #sasuke uchiha x reader fluff #sasuke x reader #sasuke fluff #fluff #miri-writes

[smooth-perceval]

Angsty lando pleaseeeeee

This is my first rq omg, sorry it was rushed I have like 7 drafts and I’m trying to clear them out 🥲🫶🏼❤️

Surrender

Lando Norris x Fem!Reader

Summary: Reader was only trying to console Lando, Lando throws a hissy fit- and some truths are spilled. The ‘argument’ being quickly extinguished.

Warnings: Angst, swearing, very annoyed reader+Lando, fluff ending

Key: Y/N (Your Name) Y/L/N (your last name)

Word count: 1,397

A/N: I cannot see Lando being mean- so it was kinda weird to write 😂 Sarcastic asf? Yes! Mean- it seems so odd but I hope I done okay ❤️

Wether Lando was annoyed or not- I shouldn’t have recieved the back end of it.

I only asked a simple “you okay?” And I got back. “Just leave me the fuck alone.” Before storming back over to the car hopping back in and out on track.

Debating wether to go back to the drivers room or stay - I finally decided that going back to the drivers room was my best option. I felt embarrassed- after 4 people asked me if I was okay, I felt to upset and awkward to be around them.

My face was Ferrari red- no joke, shuffling my way back to the drivers room, I sat in pure silence. Did I really say anything bad? Did I actually annoy him and it wasn’t the car? Questioning my intentions for the next 10 minutes or so is all I did. Before I came to the perfect idea and decided to just leave in general, go back to the hotel and dwell on it all there.

While I had the chance to run I did. Straight back to our hotel and straight into the shower, a day washed away once again. I made quick effort to change into a simple shorts pyjama set, lounging out on the small sofa they had in the room.

—

My phone re-woke me. Grabbing ahold and answering, only to realise who it was when the angry voice spoke down the line.

“Where the hell are you?!”

“Back at the hotel?”

“I’ve looked everywhere for you! Nobody knew! You didn’t tell me!!” Rubbing my eyes, a yawn escaping me. I tutted at him climbing off the sofa and into the bed.

“I fell asleep and forgot to message sorry-”

“I’m nearly at the hotel.” And with that he hung up, here I anxiously sat. I get the annoyance but he was the reason I left in the first place.

Sighing I mentally prepared myself for the lecture I was about to withstand. And truthfully I couldn’t be asked for it.

“Y/N.” The door unlocked and he barged in.

“Seriously- what the hell is going on with you? I needed you at the pits today.” Frowning he stormed off into the bathroom.

“Errr- No, you told me to ‘leave you the fuck alone’ so I did.” Leaning over the bed I put my phone on charge.

“Just cause I said it, didn’t mean I meant it.” Tutting I hear him switch on the shower waiting around for it to warm up, he walked back out facing me.

“Wether you meant it or not Lando. I didn’t deserve it.”

“Well who else am I supposed to let my anger out on.” Throwing his hands up in the air like it’s the most problematic thing in his life at the moment.

“You can vent to me any day- you know that. But I won’t take rudeness.”

“I wasn’t fucking rude!” Shaking his head laughing to himself he went back into the bathroom slamming the door.

“There you go again. Just because your cars shit! Don’t take it out on me.” Laying back on the bed with a groan I stared up at the ceiling.

What a dick.

“My car is not shit-” glancing over at him now standing back outside the bathroom door, he looked so pissed off- but why is it okay for him to say stuff and not me.

“Did I touch a nerve?”

“What made you even bring that up? We wasn’t talking about that.”

“The whole reason for your sour mood is that car.”

“Can’t a guy just have a bad day.” Pulling his hoodie off throwing it on the floor.

“There’s a bad day and then a bad weekend. And you’ve been an asshole to me this whole weekend. If it’s not the car then what? Is it me?” Raising my eyebrows at him I sat on the edge of the bed.

“Your talking stupid again.” And once again he stormed into the bathroom, stripping down to his underwear.

“Then what is it?- I’m not a mind-reader Lando! I can’t help unless you tell me what’s pissed you off.”

“Your not listening! Nothing has pissed me off, fucking hell.” I could’ve got whiplash the amount of times he has stormed in and out that bathroom.

The hot and cold was pissing me off- and before I knew it, all the calmness washed away from me- and all the built up annoyance and anger reeled out.

“You are so frustrating- do you understand that.” Furrowing my brows I stood up, gesturing my hands in front of me.

“One minute it’s ‘can’t a guy have a bad day’ then it’s ‘I’m not pissed off’ or it’s ‘I needed you in the garage today’ but your not pissed off right? So why did you need me. Do you understand how fucking childish your being.” Chest rising and falling, we both stared at each other in silence.

“And while I’m getting everything off my chest for once- your car is shit! Man up and tell the team, don’t drive a shit car and then get annoyed at me for asking a simple question. I didn’t build the stupid car, I don’t drive it- I have no involvement!” Turning around grabbing a pillow off the bed I stomped towards the sofa. “Stupid fucking thing it is.” Mumbling to myself while shaking my head.

“Because I have human decency, I’ll sleep on the sofa. But don’t you dare speak to me unless your going to apologise for being a absolute prick.” Throwing the pillow down on the sofa, I went to the wardrobe pulling out the spare duvet, throwing that on the sofa also.

“What- why you sleeping on the sofa…”

“That doesn’t sound like an apology.” With a loud huff he disappeared once again.

When I turned around Lando had retreated back to the bathroom. It’s strange, lecturing someone tires you out, I flopped back onto the sofa, sighing to myself. Was I too harsh…? Yeah- maybe I should apologise…

Before I even thought about what to say I had dozed back off again, not even wanting to face Lando truthfully right now, I’ll only say more things I don’t mean.

—

“Baby…” rocking me gently, I was woken from my slumber. It was pitch black, I just about made out Lando’s face.

“You awake…?” Even though it was just us two, he still whispered. Humming in response, I rolled over facing the back of the sofa.

“I’m sorry…” pressing a delicate kiss to my shoulder, rubbing it gently, he then leant his head against my back. “I’m sorry for taking my anger out on you… your right about absolutely everything.” Followed by another soft kiss to my shoulder.

“Even about the car being shit??…” smiling to myself, I turned back over slowly, wrapping an arm around his neck, playing with the back of his hair.

“That’s the reason I’m so annoyed-” slowly he squeezed himself on the sofa, pulling me half on-top of him. “Your right- I should man up and tell them, not just keep allowing them to fuck up…” brushing my hand over his cheek, I laid my head on his shoulder listening to him vent.

“I just have had enough… I’ve had enough of feeling like a failure every race- because the cars so terrible…” sighing, he fiddled with my hand. “I love you- and that scares me…” smiling wide, I moved his head turning it towards me.

“You love me?”

“So fucking much.” Pulling him in slowly, I placed a gentle kiss to his lips. “Your not a failure, your absolutely wonderful…” a small smile crept on his face at my compliment.

“Your going to tell them what you really think about that car, your also going to give it your all the rest of this season, because you don’t give up.”

“Your also going to start understanding, I’m on your side always… no matter what, I’m battling from your corner. Because I love you, always have and always will.”

Smiling at me, he pulled me down slowly brushing his lips against mine, “does this mean I get some lovin’?” Laughing, I smacked his chest climbing over him standing up.

“You really are lucky I love you.”

“I know I bless myself everyday.” Standing up he placed his hands on my waist kissing me again.

“I’m sorry.”

“I know.”

Masterlist

#f1 imagine #formula one imagine #imagine #lando x reader #lando norris #lando norris x you #lando norris x y/n #lando norris x reader

[evansbby]

What would Steve do if Omega went and got a job behind his back after she completed college? 😂 like Rosey is in school so she becomes the assistant of someone in her field especially if her boss was an alpha 😏 (imagine if her boss was Ari 😂😂)

I don’t think omega does anything without Steve’s permission 😭😭

But you’re inside my head bc ofc I’ve been thinking of scenarios like this!!! I can imagine them having a fight over it bc she really wants to get a job bc she feels restless at home now that Rosie has started preschool. Steve wants to have another baby and omega says she wants to try working first. Steve is super against this and doesn’t want her to work at all, especially now that he’s the senator and they’re in the public eye— he wants his wife to be a mother and housewife first and above all. So he puts his foot down.

Then omega goes behind his back and just starts applying for jobs for the heck of it… just to see if she’d be accepted. She applies for one job which she’s UNDER-qualified for and she gets it which makes her suspicious and she realises all these places only want to hire her bc of her last name (Rogers) and the fact that she’s the senator’s wife.

SO THEN she starts applying using her maiden name and she keeps getting rejections 🥲🥲 Turns out nobody wants to hire an omega in a job “more well suited for alphas.” This makes her really sad. THENNN I can imagine her getting finally accepted to a job at a female-run publishing house as a publishing assistant and she’s sooo happy! She tells Steve, and explains how she only has to go in two days a week and the rest is work from home.

Steve is… not thrilled. In fact, he gets angry bc how dare she apply with her maiden name bc that’s not her surname anymore. And how dare she go behind his back because she’s not allowed to do that. He asks her how she plans to do this job when she gets pregnant again because he DOES plan to get her pregnant again, like, as soon as possible.

Omega says she would like to wait another year before having another baby, so she can gain experience working. Steve is NOT having it (he’s in especially a bad mood bc of work stress and all that). So he just slams the door and leaves and sits and stews in his home office. Omega gets paranoid that he hates her and will leave her (although not that much, only a little bit bc she’s healing now) so she tells him she’s sorry and she won’t accept the job and she loves her family and loves him and if it makes him that upset, she’ll sacrifice the job to do what he says bc she knows that marriage means you have to sacrifice certain things.

But then STEVE (who has calmed down) feels bad bc he hates how sad she looks and he knows she’s been through so much and how could he really deny her from this happiness? There’s an internal war going on in his head because on one hand, he’s her alpha and his word is law and he shouldn’t be made to feel bad for putting his foot down. Tons of his friends and family keep their omegas under very tight control. He doesn’t want to be seen as lenient! But then he ultimately decides he doesn’t care, and that he wants her to be happy.

So he does a thorough background check on this publishing house, and is secretly pleased that the staff is all women (that’s a big deciding factor in letting her work there). And turns out, it helps him gain public favour too, bc Senator Steve Roger’s wife is not only the perfect submissive housewife and mother, but she is also a working woman! So Steve gets praised in the media for allowing her to work.

AJDJSKAK idk if this is canon bc although I like this, I also love the idea of omega being a traditional housewife and having baby after baby with Steve 🥹🥹 so let’s just call this a brainstorm idea draft whatever, but not officially canon! But not unofficial either! What do you guys think??

#sjsjsjsj #poyt #poyt drabble

[90s-2000s-barbie]

I wanted to post my more in-depth thrift tips.

I had an ask a while ago asking for my advice on tips. And I’ve had this in my drafts for a while just to make sure I really added everything I wanted to. So I’ve been going to thrift stores and garage sales my whole life but really picked it and collecting up as a hobby in 2009. Starting with basics. When I personally thrift, I go to local flea markets, thrift stores, garage sales, church sales, goodwills, any place near by that re sells used items. It’s cheaper in person than looking online. 100%.

My Main Rules:

Never pay full price. This stuff is USED and older for that matter. I don’t care if people think it’s rare, it’s used. Some things are on their last legs of life. I can’t tell you how many times I bought a vintage item or even clothes and they break, tear ex as soon as u get home, test it out, wear it then it breaks! It happens!) always keep that in mind. I also like to keep E6000 clear glue around just in case it’s something I can fix. (If u also try E6000, make sure to follow instructions on bottle exact and it will hold up forever. I glued heavy glass and it’s still together years later)

Only possibly think of spending a little more if the item is in a box and old stock or if it’s super meaningful to you. BUT if u use my tips, u can find old stock in boxes cheap even or decent priced when thrifting. I only pay little more or seek something out if it’s meaningful to me or extremely sentimental. (Old favorite toy or I got rid of and want back, something I always wanted and can now cause I’m 30! Ex….) 😂 otherwise, I don’t buy if the price isn’t right.

If you aren’t sure if it’s actually vintage, look for the year on the item, tag ex, or if u have a phone, look it up, look up the brand! Some super old stuff don’t have years on them too so keep that in mind, helps to use google.

I feel like if u go thrifting enough, u will find whatever you are looking for eventually so if the price isn’t right, don’t buy! You will probably see it again eventually and if you also do this as a hobby, u have a lifetime to come upon it again. lol

Go when u can afford it or really want to. I use to go WEEKLY, I would find things every week cause they constantly have different stuff. lol but now I have bills now and things are expensive, so it’s just not realistic for me anymore. I go once or maybe twice a month if I’m lucky. BUT I will admit, u will find a lot of items if u go weekly and can get first dibs but it can get pricey as it all adds up of course.

Leave no stones unturned. So when I go to the thrifting, I look EVERYWHERE. I spend HOURS. lol Sometimes u find the best stuff in the weirdest spots! I found a ADULT Powerpuff girls sweater from 2000 in the kids xl section! I’ve found vintage bedding on random clothing wracks. Sometimes things get moved, you will be surprised on what u will find.

So this use to be one of my rules when I had a better phone plan lol but if I feel like I’m questioning a price on an item, I use to look it up on eBay or google. (If you use eBay, their is settings they show what items actually sell for and not just what they r listed as. THIS HELPS. Sometimes people put insane prices but they definitely aren’t selling for that much! Helps to see the actual value if u need to.)

If u go to garage sales or flea markets, don’t be scared to ask for prices or make offers. If u like it, ask! If the price isn’t right, just say thanks and go on ur merry way. Key is always be nice and respectful if they don’t budge on price. You’ll probably see it again. lol. Least u asked! I use to be too shy to ask and I’d regret it! Also I’d go home empty sometimes cause of it. But now, I seem to really connect with people and try to be nice, talk to them like a potential friend! Sometimes the interaction makes my day and I can get a laugh out of some people. Even sometimes being nice and funny person can go a long way with others. One time I went to a small town and it was the last day of garage sale weekend and people just seemed so nice and liked me, they gave me stuff for free it kept happening throughout the day! lol Sometimes people won’t budge on prices though and that’s fine. And other times, people just want stock or items gone! lol They want money, they don’t wanna take the junk back inside their home and I get it! lol for example, one place gave me stuff for free cause she was trying to get rid of kids toys, her kids had so much she gave me stuff for free, some powerpuff girl plushies for 25 cents! One time, I had a guy tell me a doll I was looking at was worth $200. (Which He was right they sold for that much in box, I looked it up when I got home) he said was worth $200 but he was asking $20 cause he wanted it sold. He had no attachment and needed extra cash as he kept buying to resell but hasn’t sold much. I told him she’s cute but idk. I kept looking at his other items. Finally when I walked away, he shouted $10! I bought her up! lol One day, I bought a giant box of McDonald’s toys, (second photo from top right above the TMNT bag) for $2 for the entire Box!! Completely full! Was a family at the flea market that was just having a garage sale so to speak, they were moving so they didn’t want anything! lol Also an example too of the opposite scenario, an older lady was selling all spice girls dolls in box for $80 dollars all together (at the time the whole lot was cheaper on eBay, they were $45 for the lot and this stuff wasn’t popular so it just wasn’t selling at the time.) I asked price of baby spice alone and she wouldn’t split the band. I said ok thanks and went on my merry way! I later in life got 3 of the girls for $10 to $6 a piece in box. lol

HAVE FUN. This is my hobby. I’ve been doing this as a hobby since 2009! Of course it takes a while to get as much as I have. But I really only recommend thrifting if u REALLY enjoy it and collecting. You really have to enjoy it and to keep going! It’s like a treasure hunt to me! I do it as a collector cause it’s a blast. I‘ve met such interesting people, I’ve seen such cool things even if I didn’t bring it home and couldn’t afford the item. It’s fun! It’s so exciting to find something on a shelf u haven’t seen in years. Also fun to find things u forgot existed or just speak to u personally! I literally buy anything that just feels like it belongs with me anymore. I fall in love with the moment I look at it. I use to think, oh people will think I’m weird? and I still remember those items I passed up YEARS later and say why did I leave that behind? lol 😂 It’s such a cool hobby. I can tell u what I paid for just about everything! 😂 I remember it all cause I really do love it and I LOVE deals.

Also, all the pictures above are mine and things I thrifted, do not steal! If u have any questions about how much I paid for some of these items, or have any questions in general, don’t be afraid to ask. If u wanna know tips about thrifting on toys, clothes, ex, please ask! I will try to help to the best of my knowledge. The 2nd photo, 6th, 7th, 9th and 10th photo are perfect examples cause it’s everything I got at ONE flea market or thrift store, just one stop. Sometimes I find full collections! Each photo are from different days but are definitely good examples. Also if I forget anything I feel is super important to add, I’ll probably post another part 2 or something. ❤️ hope this helps someone.

I think it it would be cool, if any followers decided to thrift or if you use any of my tips and find some cool stuff, to make a post and tag me! Show me ur cool finds, what tips helped the you the best if u feel like adding that.

#thrifting #2000s #y2k #personal #tips #asks #ask #me #2000s nostalgia #2000s kids #y2k nostalgia #2000s style #y2k aesthetic #00s #y2k style #2000s kid #00s core #00s fashion #00s kid #2000s fashion #2000s aesthetic

[cutestkilla]

It's Wednesday and I have something to share! Thanks for the tags today @artsyunderstudy and @facewithoutheart, I'm so so excited by what you're both working on, two of my favourite WIPs in the game right now!

It's been a while, but I've finally finished up my draft of Chapter 4 of Hiding Out In The Open. Hoping to post by the middle of this month once my lovely beta readers have a chance to help me make it better. For now, here's a snippet of Baz POV. Perhaps you'll recall the premise revolves around post-Watford Snowbaz bonding over a psychology podcast; they're discussing an episode about the psychology of disgust here. Under the cut because, well, it's a bit disgusting (your CW is this: the real life Hidden Brain ep this references is called Crickets and Cannibals 😂).

I curl my lip. “Just because lobster was once considered the vermin of the sea doesn’t mean I’m going to eat a bloody chocolate covered cricket.” My diet is gruesome enough as it is—I chugged the blood of four solidly-built London alley rats on the way here alone—which I suspect is the subtext of this whole display.  Snow basically confirms it. (He practically winks at me.) “Don’t yuck my yum, Baz,” he says breezily, popping another “chocolate” into his mouth with a flourish. (This time he chews with his mouth closed at least. I shudder at every crunch.) He swallows. “And I won’t yuck yours.” It’s all incredibly confusing. Before last week, every allusion and innuendo seemed to indicate that he found my unique nutritional requirements to be utterly loathsome. (Which they, of course, are.) I roll my eyes. “Where do we draw the line then, Snow? Andes plane crash victim crisps?”  He screws his face up. “First off: Gross. And”—he pauses to lick chocolate off his fingers—“you know full well I said I’d be okay with being eaten, not the other way round.” (Crowley below, how did I get here?)

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#wip wednesday #my writing #hiding out in the open #cw: insects #cw: cannibalism

[loftec]

okay so bear with me here. for some reason i had an unshakable need to draw the layout of corner diner in order to finish my ntw mickey fanart and i am being a very brave girl and showing you now 😂 there may have been a group effort involved to collect all the mentions of where things were etc. so like... how close did we get? 😝

Omg this is amazing, and very close! This inspired me to dig up the half-finished 1:50 scale plans and model I made of the diner in 2016 (I thought I had thrown it out just last month, but I found it!)

(Oh and... did you send me an ask about the diner logo a while back? I got a wonderful ask about the logo which compelled me enough to crawl out of my cave to answer it. And I started and left it in drafts to find my old design files, and then time happened. And now I can't find it anywhere, so if that was you or anyone else reading this, I'm sorry! I was so excited to yap about graphic design for way too long, but I failed! And now I don't actually remember what the ask was specifically asking me about. So if you or anyone else recognise this, please send it again if you want!)

Some diner pictures under the cut!

Found it in the literal corner of my attic, it has survived several moves and a very recent attic purge. It is very unfinished and damaged, but still here!

I remember thinking that the kitchen ended up a bit too big, and I was going to change that once I'd made all the furniture and such and gotten a better feeling for the space, and looking at it now I agree with my past self. I'd probably compress the whole room a lot and remove some of the storage, and definitely re-arrange the tables (the first plan was mostly just to see how much would fit in the space). This is closer to what it's like in my head:

And I also found the actual cd covers I made for Ian's band, and some test tour posters... I uh, I was doing my illustration BA and used every opportunity I had to incorporate NTW into my course work 😂

#an amazing group effort! #I can't believe you did that it's fantastic

[vendetta-if]

Hello, I hope this isnt offensive, I just started this story again after a while, and I like it but the thing that put me off from reading it is the limit of the romance/flirt options for the ROs. It's difficult to act out a cold and stoic mc (who is soft and needs love but is scared of losing someone again) when the charcater blushes so much and gets flustered easily. Like I don't want to be bold, but I don't want to be shy and all "👉👈" ya know 😂. This, of course, doesn't mean I will stop playing it or anything like that. This story has me up till 3 AM reading it, lol. Anyways, I love you, and I hope you have a good day!

-xoxo Gossip Girl. ❤️

Yeah, I do plan on adding “milder” options for the bold and shy romance choices, but it won’t probably be added until I go through the book again to flesh out and fix some parts after the whole or most of the first draft is done 😄

If you notice, some flirt convos in the beginning with Ash and some with Rin have options for the milder versions of bold and shy choices, which is why there are some where you end up having almost 9 options for one convo, but I realized how long it took me to write them all out and I just ended up getting frustrated, especially since they just give slightly different flavours of romance.

So, for now, I drop them and only put the classic bold and shy options to save some time and effort (and sometimes, parts of my sanity 😂) to spend writing out more important things, like finishing the rest of the chapter or writing out more variations for crucial scenes/parts.

But yeah, I hope to be able to go back to those convos and scenes and add milder variations to bold and shy romance later on.

Thank you for the kind words and have a nice day as well! ❤️

#asks #anon ask #info #if: vendetta #if vendetta #vendetta if #if game #if wip #dashingdon #choicescript

[kokomalls]

you never change.

honestly, i'd like to think that whatever would've replaced hanako in the picture perfect world after he left would've been worse than hanako 😌

my second and final zine piece for @jshkppzine! and... you might see a little reference to the first zine piece i did in one of the boxes 👀💕

i love this one deeply, but i swear i made like, five other draft ideas before i settled one this one 😂 again, i finished this piece around a year ago, but i'm glad to see i still like the concept idea for it 💖!

by the way, if anyone would like to take a guess at what type of flowers are included here, go ahead! 💐

if you're interested in still getting a zine for yourself, @jshkppzine is having their leftover sale right now! check it out all the gorgeous stuff you can get 👀

#jibaku shonen hanako kun #jibaku shounen hanako kun #jshk #tbhk #toilet bound hanako kun #amane yugi #yugi amane #my art #oceanic art #when tsuchigomori said 'you never change' like he really doesnt. for the worst too 😂 and i love that for him

[fanficonly]

Wenclair- One-Shot

Trustfall

I feel like someone asked for this or mentioned this song in regards to Wenclair and now there's this.

I did not mean for this to be so emotional but I listened to Trustfall by pink on repeat while I wrote this and like... yeah this happened

TW: Death.Description of Blood.

Please don't kill me ...the other one-shots in my drafts are far more fun and less tragic 😂

"Enid ..." Wednesday had allowed every piece of humanity within her to become intrusively transparent as she held the wolf in her arms, rocking back and forth while she bled out. "Please don't leave me" she begged, the image of Enid being viciously attacked by the Hyde replaying on an endless loop in her head while her best friend bled out in her arms.

"Hmmm" Enid's voice strained out the noise after hearing Wednesday's shaky and solemn voice plead with her to just live, just be alive, just don't leave her yet.

The wolf shuddered under the Seers touch, her open wounds causing her to wince, her vision becoming blurry as she faded in and out of consciousness due to the extraneous blood loss.

To bare her heart and soul in what she believed to be Enid's last moments, to let her into the place in her heart that no other had ever penetrated, to admit she was finally accepting she had fallen for Enid. Wednesday was ready, she couldn't let Enid die without knowing the impact the wolf had had on her life. But instead in her tired and panicked state all that came out was

"You are not allowed to die Enid I forbid it!" She screamed applying more pressure to her wounds and frantically pressing into every part of the werewolf she believed needed saving.

"It's okay Wens" she took a sharp breath in gripping at the slither of oxygen her lungs allowed her to inhale. "It was worth it" the strained smile that peacefully played on her lips was enough that, for the first time in a decade, Wednesday's eyes watered, seasoned tears glazed over her now bloodshot eyes.

She had to help her. She could not lose Enid now.

"No Enid l, you can't do this you can't leave me, I-" Wednesday body tensed at the fourthcoming admission of love she was about to let free "I've fallen Enid, into that corrupted abyss they call love and it's with you I think I - No I know I love you Enid" she breathed out, her lips tightening after each word. She stroked Enid's hair from her face staring darkly at her wounds and lovingly at the ever-present smile that remained still and in place on her face.

"I had no idea you cared so much" she whispered, sinking into Wednesday's arms as she weakened.

"I do Enid we were meant to- You're not leaving me or so help me god I will follow you down to deaths door and claw my way in to bring you back" Wednesday expressed her distress through threats and unfiltered fantasies.

Enid's body jolted as a small "Ha" left her lips. The werewolf girl wasn't stupid, she knew there was no way anyone would get to her in time and she had accepted that because at least Wednesday was safe. She regretted nothing. She would do it all over again if it meant the girl she had fallen in love with herself, would continue to live her fulfilling life.

"I wish others cared about me the way you do" Enid's smile faltered slightly as she stared up at Wednesday, her body shaking due to the hypothermic temperatures of the midnight air.

"They do Enid everybody-" she began but was cut short by the werewolf's quiet voice forcing out

"Not like you, my family, my mother and the people hear only like me because I'm-" she chokes on her words as her throat becomes dry and she winces slightly as she feels a hush of red escape through the injured parts of her torso.

"Forget about all of them Enid." Wednesday had never felt so much emotion at once as she finally let a tear trail tragically down her tainted skin. "You and Me. Just you and me against the world Enid just look at me." Wednesday spoke with force, urgency, her tone harsh but quiet to match Enid's as she lifted the werewolf's chin to meet her heavy eyes.

"you're only saying that because I'm dying" Enid tries a laugh but fails.

"you are not dy-" her lips betray her, not allowing the words to float into the air. Was this it? She finally admits to falling in love with Enid and now it was all over. She will not accept this.

She swallows hard, in denial plaguing her dark mind "You're not dying." She cradles Enid carefully, caressing her body, nothing but pure unfiltered love pouring from every part of her like a raging waterfall "Please Enid just hold on, help will be here soon" Wednesday had never begged like this before. She had never been in a situation where the person who was affected was ever anyone she cared about and it hurt. God it hurt so much. She hated every vile moment as she refused to accept the truth.

"What do I have to hold on too" She admits weakly, shocking Wednesday from her thoughts. Enid's life was flashing before her eyes and all the bad found a way to seep into her memories like spilled ink in a pool of water.

"Hold onto me" The Addams girl desperately grips at Enid's body sliding her hand to the back of her neck to raise her up, while she herself remained crossed-legged on the cold dirt beneath them.

"Wednesday" there's a light trace of defeat in her tone.

"Enid I-" Wednesday couldn't fight it. She didn't want to fight it anymore and she reluctantly let another tear fall as she threw her head back to curse at the sky for a moment "I feel-I love-I- you made me I-" Wednesday words become blurred as she stutters for the first time in her life trying to convey how happy Enid makes her. "Enid I-" She looks back down unable to form a sentence and her face scrunches as she sees Enid's deep blue eyes still staring up at her.

" I love you too Wednesday" Enid cuts her off once again, weakly raising her hand to touch Wednesday's frozen cheek. As her breathing slows and her eyes close, she expects to be at peace. It feels like she's floating but Wednesday's voice burns through the clouds and she can't help but force herself to stay grounded as she hears the love of her life's desperate pleas.

"Open your eyes please please open your eyes!" Wednesday's voice raises a fraction, her eyes practically bloodstained with translucent tears now. This wasn't her but the thought of losing Enid forever caused Wednesday to feel more darkness consume her entire being, something she deemed impossible until now.

"Enid listen to me" she shakes her slightly and Enid struggles to open her eyes, but does it because she had never felt so determined to listen to Wednesday say everything she had been waiting to hear the moment she had met her.

"Picture it Mon Chiot. A place somewhere far away from everything, away from your family, the awful people here just me and you far far away." She breathes in deeply, trying to force out the future she knew was an impossibility.

"Sounds nice" Enid hums out.

"Somewhere only we know. We will run away together no longer afraid to be you Enid just leave it all behind just trust me...fall with me...don't let go yet" Wednesday continues her monologue, watching as peace falls across Enid's face.

"Hold on for me just trust me, fall into me, hold onto me" she repeats, crying out at the thought of never seeing Enid again. Never hearing her laugh, never seeing her smile. Never feeling her touch ever again "And I'll -Ill be everything they weren't I promise" Wednesday pleads with her again, knowing that it's not enough but still grasping onto hope regardless.

Again she smiles.

"I'm not letting you go." Her eyes close.

"You're not alone Enid" One.

"I'm here" Last.

"Trust me" Breath.

Silence fills the air, the shadow of death crowding over the two girls who now remain still, unmoving with tears stained skin and defeated bodies.

"I'm sorry" Wednesday whispers shattering the quiet and placing a light kiss on Enid's forehead, while stray tears still fall from her now closed eyes.

The only thought in Wednesday's head leaves her lips without permission

"I shouldn't have waited to tell you how I felt" Falling upon the deaf ears of the dead as she buries her face into the body still wrapped up in her arms.

...

*One month later*

"Wednesday this is the 4th time this week!" Enid chuckles, shaking her head disapprovingly.

"Your point?" the Seer smirks an unhinged smile threatening to reveal itself.

"My point isssss I'm trying to Rest in peace over here and you're making it incredibly difficult" Enid rolls her eyes, watching as Wednesday adjusts one of her summoning candles.

"Good" she smiles. A genuine happy smile.

"You can't just hold a seance every time you miss me" she lets out a giggle and Wednesday's eyes light up at hearing her laugh once again. God she missed her laugh.

"I can and I will." She bluntly states "Besides I have a different agenda today" the psychic clears her throat quietly.

"Wednesday I love you but-"

"Try and stop me" she smirks once again and begins chanting as she rises from her seated position and moves towards Enid's spirit. Enid knows full well there is nothing she can do as she reaches out and her arms swipe through Wednesday's body, giving her that beautifully sinister chill the dark spirited one of the 2 thrives off of.

Wednesday continues chanting for 39 seconds before she raises her hand an inch away from the blonde's faded face and halts her words . Enid lets out a large breath, her features becoming clearer as Wednesday lightly caresses her face. Smiling at the victory.

Enid's eyes light up " I-I can feel you" her mouth agape before she closes her eyes and slides her hands up to feel Wednesday's hand on her cheek.

"Good because I never had the chance to do this" and with this statement Wednesday pulls Enid closer, keeping one hand firmly on the blonde's soft cheek as the other wraps around her waist easily.

"Do you trust me?" She asks, inches away from the ghost she had fallen in love with.

"With everything in me" she replies.

"Good" she whispers before closing the gap between them to capture Enid's lips with her own. A moment in time she would never forget, finally kissing her beloved.

As she pulls away she whispers "One day we will be together again Mon Amour just you and me and that far away place" pulling her in for another passionate kiss.

Hello beautiful readers ... I have written an alternate ending to this where spoiler alert Enid doesn't you know... die. So let me know if you would also like to read that😋

#wenclair #enid sinclair #wednesday addams #wenclair fanfic #wednesday #wenclair one shot #trustfall