#also I know this is just me second guessing myself but obviously the fics i put into the great plot category also have A+ vibes

[wolfstarshipping]

I’m in a reading slump, do you have any good fics that you can recommend me?

Hi, thanks for asking lovely anon! I've thought about this and I have several different approaches on how to answer your ask, so this'll be a longer list, I hope you find something you like!

First category: Texting Fics!

I love text fics because they're usually very fast-paced and easy to read, so I think they might be a good way to combat a reading slump!

You could either go with the iconic Text Talk by merlywhirls (141.250 words), a boarding school AU with a home-schooled, chronically ill Remus, a true classic and the fic that started the whole wolfstar texting fic trend back in the day!

Or, one of my personal favorites from the same era for purely nostalgic reasons, aesthetic: trash boys by Emaly/merlywhirls (89.473 words, everyone is super queer, strong chosen family vibes, with an HIV positive Remus and genderqueer Sirius).

Or if you want a modern text fic classic, there's always Staying Strangers by 3amAndCounting (319.368 words, university AU, this is one of those fics I've reread a couple of times already, just because I love it so much, especially the texting in the beginning).

Snow In June by BrigidFaye (25.561 words) is a magical AU set in the US that also has some texting elements, even though it's not as text-heavy as the fics mentioned above, but the worldbuilding and the setting is wonderful, and lumberjack Remus is everything I ever needed in my life!

Dear Your Holiness by @mollymarymarie (142.264 words) is a priest AU and band AU, with a bit of texting, though this one is also already kind of moving into the next category of fics mentioned below. Obviously the whole catholic priest theme is not going to be for everybody, but if you think you might enjoy that, I highly recommend it, it's so, so good! And if you don't think you'll enjoy the themes of this fic, check out literally any other fic by mollymarymarie, I think at this point I've read almost all of them and enjoyed every single one I read immensely!!

Alright, so now the next category is fics with plots that will get you out of any reading slump:

I've recently become obsessed with @lynxindisguise's fics, so I'd also recommend checking out all of them, but since I've mostly recommended longer fics on this list so far, I'll go with a shorter one: in the dark, there is discovery (11.796 words) is a wonderful pirate AU that you can easily read in one evening, and it has beautiful world building, Remus Lupin as a seamonster and my new favorite trope - there was only one hammock.

Let Me Get What I Want (This Time) by Sierra_Sitruc (69.878 words) is a plot-driven and amazing fix-it-fic, that I keep thinking about even months after I've read it, and that had me stay awake at ungodly hours just because I couldn't put it down and wanted to know how it ended!

The Bent by @ebp-brain (40.257 words) is an incredible fic about queer lives, politics and art, oppression and resistance, so if any of those things sound like something you'd enjoy I highly recommend reading it, I always love earlybloomingparentheses' writing, it's so, so beautiful and powerful!

take me as i am (48.494 words) has one of the most unique settings I've ever read - it features Sirius as an (adorable) sleep demon, who is supposed to give Remus nightmares, and I also love the way this fic depicts various mental illnesses.

In saccharine by moonymoment (26.447 words) Sirius is a ghost haunting Remus's apartment, and this is another one of those fics I keep thinking about because it was just so so good.

full moon twofold by renaissance (12,031 words) is a Gothic-romance style AU and an incredible take on the question "what if Remus never went to Hogwarts?".

And now maybe a few shorter fics:

The first rec in this category is not even a specific fic but just a tumblr account: @wolfstarmicrofic, if you scroll through their blog you'll find lots and lots of really short fics which might just be what you need to get back into reading!

In You, I Count Stars by @wolfpants (1.540 words) is a wonderful hogwarts-era oneshot set in the Astronomy Tower with a pining Sirius.

It's Cold Outside by Remustrash (1.788 words) is a very fluffy and cosy there-was-only-one-bed fic, featuring the most oblivious of all oblivious puppies!

June, and Other Natural Disasters by montparnasse (5.524 words) is a beautifully written fic that made me feel all the feels and has great summer vibes!

Okay and the last category is fics with A+ vibes that'll make you forget all about your reading slump:

The Long Way Home by @hollyivydruzy (177.337 words) is a university AU and the kind of fic I didn't want to ever end, because the characters felt so incredibly real, and it's so easy to get completely immersed and lost in their wonderful, chaotic world and follow along on all their university adventures.

this desperate in love by drowsyanddazed (20.776 words) is a very cute high school AU, and reading it felt like watching a coming of age / teen movie in the best kind of way!

wading in waist-high water by @colgatebluemintygel (82.060 words) is a Great British Bake-Off AU that features Remus as a contestant and and Sirius as a host who's thirsting after Remus, and I just love the whole setting and atmosphere of the fic, as well as the writing! And this fic's Arthur Weasley needs to be protected at all costs, I love him a lot!

A Brief History of Dragons by @eyra (23.488 words) is an incredibly cosy and wonderful modern AU set in Cornwall, I absolutely ADORE Remus in this fic and love the way his and Sirius's relationship slowly develops, this fic has such a special place in my heart.

Alright I think I could keep going and add to this list forever but I'll stop now, let me know if you read any of these, and I hope they'll end your reading slump! x

#wolfstar #wolfstar rec list #remus lupin #sirius black #marauders #rec list #fic rec list #ask #anon #reading slump #also I know this is just me second guessing myself but obviously the fics i put into the great plot category also have A+ vibes #and the fics i put into the vibe category also have great plots etc etc #just wanted that to be said #these are all just great fics and i wanted to make lil categories and this is what my brain came up with yesteday at 3am okay #i love getting fic request asks!! i have about 90 unanswered fic request asks sitting in my inbox #abt 89 of those are from pre 2016 though but i still might answer some of them in the future for the lols

[formulafics]

❀ MAKE IT REAL | OP81

Scenario: basically ‘the winner takes all’, but oscar edition…or, the one where despite yn being the closest to oscar, no one suspects the two to be dating. that is, until a video of the pair at a valley concert comes out. (inspired by the song ‘Cure’ by Valley (bless @renarots for this one))

Pairing: oscar piastri x fem!reader

A/N: squadron, it is an oscar day. it took me entirely too long to get to this request, but i’ve finally made it. i hope you guys like this fic as much as i liked making it 🫶🏻

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ynln on instagram

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ynln happy halloween 🎃😚

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landonorris why is oscar standing like that

⤷ ynln he’s just a boy leave him alone

papayabull MY BABIES THEYRE SO CUTE

dreamyalbon this friendship is everything to me

⤷ formulaferrari not a single thing about yn and oscars relationship is giving “friends” but okay

⤷ dreamyalbon there’s no way they’re anything more than friends though 😭

rizzciardo the way yn’s whole feed is becoming oscar is so funny

formulaverstappen who’s gonna tell them that daphne and fred had a romantic relationship

⤷ ln4nation to be fair, it’s pretty common for friends to go as romantic duos, platonically.

ynln on instagram

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ynln the best mornings ☀️ (also i made oscar the bracelet he’s wearing in the third slide i feel so proud of myself)

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oscarpiastri ❤️

riabish second slide 🥹

⤷ norrisnation ria and yn’s friendship is my favorite thing ever

dreamyalbon yn making oscar a bracelet is so cute </3

formulaferrari another day, another oscar post from yn. i love it here

landosbeachball THE ONLY BESTIES EVER 🫶🏻 the slide of them holding hands omg

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f1wagsdaily do you think yn ln is dating anyone on the grid? if so, who? 👀

(left to right) yn and lando, yn and daniel, yn and charles

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norrisnation im so convinced that if it’s anyone it’s danny ric 😭 how do you go to music festivals and football games together so often and NOT date

⤷ charlesrrari yes but also they don’t hang out NEARLY as much anymore? also to be fair, yn’s closest friend - oscar aside - is lando, so it’s kind of natural that she would be in the mclaren garage more, so it just SEEMS like it’s daniel? idk im not convinced that it’s him

formula44 idk i feel like lando is the only one that makes sense

⤷ papayabull what about oscar?

⤷ formula44 idk i just can’t see them together

xf1x oscar piastri (solely based on how much they’re togwther)

⤷ papayanorris lore drop: yn rejected oscar in f3 because he was too busy so id imagine it’s the same now 🤷🏻‍♀️

⤷ xf1x to me that makes it seem more likely since that means they were obviously interested in each other?

⤷ papayanorris good point but maybe theyve moved on? 👀

⤷ pastrypiastri okay but imagine dating oscar and he’s THAT close with another girl, and same with yn being that close with another guy? idk this thread might have put me on the ynoscar agenda 🤭

shumirrari wild guess: jenson button (if you know you know)

⤷ chilisainz what am i missing?

⤷ shumirrari basically lando and jenson button are sort of friends so lando introduced yn to jenson at a race, and lando took pictures of them together. i’m pretty sure yn posted them a while back? idk but it was just a silly guess (her and jenson would be cute though, but i highly doubt it’s them LMAO)

formulaferrari i am TIRED why does no one have faith in the oscyn agenda

⤷ formulaferrari also does no one notice that oscar always is kind of shy around yn or am i actually delusional on this one

⤷ charlesrrari wait lowkey you’re onto something rn 👀

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grandprixsandgossip Oscar Piastri and Yn Ln, a known friend of many drivers on the grid, seen kissing outside of a concert arena last night.

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norrisnation girl there’s three pixels on my screen that could be anyone

papayabull oscar jack piastri what are you DOING

piastrisgirl never, and i mean NEVER, did i expect that out of all the f1 drivers, oscar would be the one where we find out about his girlfriend like this

ln4world this cannot be real

formulaferrari SCREAMING IM INSANE THIS IS EVERHTINH TO ME

stardustf1 okay but wasn’t oscar wearing a hoodie in the other picture that the one guy posted?

⤷ rizzciardo yes, but i’m assuming oscar took the hoodie off and gave it to yn, because not only can you see her wearing a hoodie in this picture (even though it’s blurry, it looks like the same one oscar was wearing), AND ria posted a story of her and yn goofing off after the concert where yn was wearing a black hoodie so 👀

chilisainz were not gonna mention yn in the likes?

⤷ norrisnation she’s having her pierre moment 🤷🏻‍♀️

ynln on Instagram

🎶 Cure - Valley

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ynln concerts are my heaven, but they’re paradise when i’m with him 🫶🏻 @/oscarpiastri is my concert buddy for life whether he wants it or not

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landonorris but are you dating or?

⤷ ynln i’m gonna need you to be so fr rn lando

oscarpiastri fortunately for us, i’m more than happy to be your concert buddy. ❤️

⤷ ynln music to my ears 😚

riabish literally the cutest couple i know *liked by ynln*

princepiastri THE CAPTION, OSCARS COMMENT, THE PICTURES?? THIS IS THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE

formula44 yn im sorry for not believing in you and oscar

dreamyalbon AND WHOS GOING TO MENTION THE SONG??

⤷ yukit22enthusiast AS A VALLEY LOVER I AM RIGJT THERE WITH YOU

formulaferrari THE FACT THAT THESE SRE ALL DIFFERENT CONCERTS OH MYGOD

formulaferrari i can finally call them my parents and not get flamed

papayabull and so whatever you do don’t listen to the song because i’m so upset

⤷ stardustf1 someone harassed(/j) the guy who took the picture of them at the concert into telling them what song was playing when he took that picture and it was cure 🫠💔

⤷ papayabull NOOOOO it’s officially their song, i don’t make the rules

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Thank you for reading! All feedback is appreciated 💞

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[drdemonprince]

don’t know if this is relevant to your ask box, but I thought you might find it interesting.

I’m a 20 yr old trans man who’s just started an ongoing thing with a new Dom, who is over twice my age. I’m currently finishing up my second year at uni, and he’s, you guessed it, also the, uh…. academic sort.

He’s a busy guy so obviously we can only meet up every once and a while, but we text almost every day. From the beginning he was always curious about my school endeavours, but recently it’s become more of a thing.

He won’t let us meet until certain assignments are done. He’s flexible and understanding, like any good dom, but holy shit this man had me at a cafe for ten hours on 40mg of vyvanse writing my final essay like my life depended on it. I didn’t even know who I was, motivated by the pure need to please and, quite frankly, desperate desire to be absolutely taken and used. This man has “cured” my ADHD (not really, but damn well is he fucking helping it).

I think the point I’m getting at here it that I can’t believe it took the motivation of my D/s relationship to get me to get shit done. Like, I’m done DAYS before the deadline for things I usually would have left last minute. I’ve been honest with my struggles with motivation and difficulties taking care of myself, and he is genuinely invested in my well-being so I know it all comes from a place of care and respect.

At the moment I’m working on my final short film for a class, and he told me to make a list of all the foley sounds I thought would help drive the narrative (he knows I love making lists, it’s also the autism), and as probably one of the best rewards for my good behaviour, he shared with me a collection of audio files (he dabbles in audio mixing) that were relevant to the list I shared. Can you believe this??!!

All these studentxprof fics are getting it wrong. Sometimes nothing comes between a teacher’s genuinely investment in student learning (if they enjoy what they do, like he does) and that is absolutely true in this case. Absolutely unbelievable this is my life right now. Would love to hear your thoughts on this!

This sounds so fucking sweet and HOT anon! I'm so glad you're having an exciting time with an older dom who cares about you and helps you meet your goals! And the phrasing of this guy making you write for hours on vyvanse is especially titilating...making it sound like an intox scene omg drool

ADHDers are generally very socially motivated, which is not rare for human beings at all. It makes sense that having the external structure that an outside observe can provide and the sense that your actions actually matter to other people and that people care about you would help facilitate you focusing on shit and getting organized! Not to mention how much fuckin easier it is to perform any kind of household task or bit of drudgery once it becomes sexual service. Shit gives boring regular life a charge of excitement, and the abdication of power gives you the discipline to actually follow through, because you're not the only one on the hook for everything and that's less scary!

I have nothing much more to say other than this rules and I hope you keep having a fun time!

[autistichalsin]

I have seriously started typing and then deleted it four times, because I am so frightened that any tiny miswording will get this post mocked, or have people doubt my sincerity. I think I'm going to just have to tell myself to go ahead and post it, hoping that it will stay in the circle of people who know me well enough through my posts to read this as it is meant to be read, and to quietly acknowledge that if anyone uses this as a chance to mock or snark, it says more about them than me.

So here goes; this is a message to all of the survivors who read my posts.

First, to the ones who have reached out to me: thank you. You may not realize it, but you're actually kind of giving me a gift when you do that. Because when you do that, you're not only telling me that you trust me enough to share this with me, which honestly makes me feel honored, but you're also helping me. You're making me feel less alone, too, and you're sort of... well, if you guys deserve healing (you do), then I guess I do, too, even if I still have this voice in my head that maybe feels like what happened to me was a weird karmic punishment for not being able to protect my loved ones when they had certain things done to them. You make me feel less alone in the weird journey I'm taking. And it's a gift to be given your stories, and trusted with them, and to be able to turn the absolute utter bullshit we were given into something good. Seriously, please don't ever apologize for sending me your stories- you're helping me just as much as the other around, maybe more. They're a gift, not some kind of, like... burden.

(Honestly I think that the proliferation of terms like "trauma dumping" have really worn out their welcome. Like, there's a conversation about boundaries to be had for sure, obviously don't go and tell people about heavy things without their permission, but that term has caused so many people to be afraid to share their authentic lived experiences with people who do want to know, who have given their consent. We need a new term that conveys the importance of consent before bringing up potentially harmful topics, but that doesn't stigmatize people asking for help. Do you guys remember that TikTok video a few years ago with the therapist saying her clients were "trauma dumping" on her? That term has got to go.)

Second, to anyone who may be lurking and wants to reach out, too: I'll be here when you're ready! And until then, know that the posts I make are for you, too.

Third, to people who aren't survivors who are on this page: thank you for being here, too. Thank you for contributing to these conversations that help remove the stigmas, that help us feel seen and supported.

Every single message I get, whether it's a request for a headcanon or fic, or a survivor's story, or something else, is really something I treasure. Whether it's a serious message or something silly, I love hearing what you guys feel you need to say! It just... I don't know. There's something that makes me really giddy about seeing an ask. Someone wanted to tell me, in particular, these things, and read my response, in particular, to it. It feels so much more personal and sweet and authentic than what Twitter cultivates.

Lastly: I JUST REALLY FUCKING LOVE YOU GUYS A LOT, OKAY????

[autisticlancemcclain]

my friend @beloveddawn-blog helpfully sent me a list of questions to help me get my creative juices flowing in this massive bout of writing struggles i got going on. ily mwah.

1. Do you prefer in-denial Lance or pining Lance? How about Keith?

basic cop-out answer but it changes from fic to fic. in a more comedic fic, i like to go for lance who is both pining AND in-denial, aka he knows he’s in love and is mad at it, or i like to make keith like so painfully oblivious to lances blatant PLEASE DATE MEs that it’s funny. generally tho i go for gooey whipped mutual pining.

2. Do you prefer Keith to be baffled by Lance's flirting or just baffled Lance is flirting with him?

baffled that lance is flirting with him. the I Do Not Deserve To Be Loved -complex is my favourite complex to give keith bc i have problems and he’s just so easy to blorbo

3. What's your favourite episode and why?

i’m gonna be so real with you voltron was so bad that once i finished s6 at like 15 yrs old i vowed never to watch it again 💀💀 six years later this vow holds true. however i remember liking the first episode, the mermaid episode, the space mall episode, and the episode where keith chases lotor in the black lion and lance is like dude you fucked up. dumbass. but he’s very obviously fond and he’s THERE and they’re gonna fix it together and that is the first time keith realises that lance fully and completely has his back. that is the moment he fell in love to me

4. What's your favourite character beat and why?

i don’t know what a character beat is BUT i am a lance stan as you may have guessed. interestingly, i used to watch voltron with my siblings and as with all character things we did together, we each picked a favourite and then only that one character was allowed to be your favourite. lance was picked before i could pick him but i got keith (and thus have the most merch of him). and honestly….keith is kind of my favourite i never stop thinking about him and also i write in his pov the most (granted, about lance lol).

5. What's your favourite line you've ever written.

oh that’s a hard one! not to toot my own horn or anything but i’ve had some stellar lines, at least i think. i have a lot of lines that are profound or whatever but to this day i’m proudest of the “i’m anaemic” “oh i didn’t know you had an eating disorder” line like i made myself laugh out loud 💀

6. What's your favourite fic you've ever written

eighty percent of my fics are my faves bc i write to indulge myself lol. BUT i’m rly super proud of my look so good longfic, i love the applebees universe, and the beauty and the beast au is dear to me. i’m also obsessed with this fic that only exists in my head bc i have typed nothing yet. it’s a theatre school taming of the shrew au.

7. What is your favourite type of AU? Do you prefer complete AUs (like BatB) or detail AUs (that angsty thing you wrote where Lance leaves after the game show)?

i love modern aus really. i’m a fan of the mundane. as a close second i like redoing movies/songs/books that aren’t usually au’ed. and i like complete aus WAY better, i just have trouble actually completing them 😭😭

#thank u for asking ily <3333 #if anyone else has questions feel free to ask #just general or about specific fics/universes #vld

[arosspeaksnonsense]

So... I had a like, one shot fic type story idea

I probs won't be able to write it since I require full focus/dedication/attention to something when i want it to come into fruition (which is already difficult as is) and also since I have too much going on in my head and I want to do all of it, but instead I find myself doing nothing all day please god help me idk what this is called (my guess is laziness)

BUT anyways, onto the story idea

You know how ink's vials and I guess livelihood depends entirely on the creators/fandom? (Ok I guess not ENTIRE but his vials do depend on it, which is the things that essentially makes him alive.)

Well, since the fandom is not very active as it was when it was like, 2016-2017 (not saying its dead)

What if the fandom, just, dies? I mean duh its inevitable and Ink is silently pleading that the last creators hopefully won't leave but he knows its inevitable, no matter how hard he tries to make them stay, some of them already starting to give up.

The others notice ink's change in behavior and ink tells them the entire the thing and how he has only a few more time left to be alive I guess.

The others obviously distraught about this, but ink reassures them its fine, but the others weren't convinced

And then they find ink maybe sobbing or terrified as he tells them that the creators all left and are all gone and that he's probably going to go soon too.

This makes the others panic and desperately asks ink if there is another way for his vials to work, in which he sadly answers no.

they then dedicate the next few days into making sure ink is enjoying every second of the very little time he has left.

As they slowly looses all his colors one by one, eventually he looses all of them completely, which leaves them being the same emotionless, soulless skeleton he started as before.

Everyone is left in distraught and sadness

All his friends all sobbed and cried, some silently and/or internally crying, as their once lively, creative and cheerful friend, now nothing more than an empty shell of what he once were.

A hollow husk, with an emotionless and empty expression.

A painful reminder hit all of them, that they will never get that face to smile ever again. the same face that used to grin and laugh all the time.

The cheerful smile that he let out as he pranks and greets others, the lively motivations he loved giving to everyone.

The Laughs and snorts he gave out whenever he got someone in a prank, or from a joke not many understand, if any one did at all. And how when he becomes too flustered, or when too much euphoria and happiness comes flooding his feelings, he will starting to float in the air and continuously go up until the euphoria ends and they eventually go back down.

His Lips(?) Now closed and sealed shut

No sign of a tone or a voice to speak

The hands that used to paint with such freedom and care, the hands that used to make such magnificent and beautiful paintings, that gorgeously and perfectly replicate reality as if though it was reality itself. The fingers that used to dance around the flute as it made music, the hands that sew not only fabrics of clothing but also the fabrics of reality.

Gone is the passion in his hands that once were, the hands that moved freely, stuck in place.

His feet that loved to dance and move wherever it goes, exposed out to the world, lacking of any visible footwear, lacking any care where it stepped and what it was on, representing freedom and free of chains.

Both now rigid and unmoving.

His eyes, oh dear his eyes. The eyes that used to express themselves so much. So expressive that it almost made you forget he lacked the very base of every being, a soul. The eyes that so greatly showed its differing and unique shapes and colors that expressed whatever emotion they were feeling.

Now reduced into an empty and pitiful circles of white, indicating emotionless and lifelessness, no more is the eyes that burst with colors and shape, only a blank stare is what remains.

He was so empty.

It terrified and saddened everyone.

The Multiverse Was filled with sobs and cries, Silence in some

The Multiverse was crying and mourning its guardian.

Dream, Distraught, knew what he had to do.

He had only known about ink's dads when Dream had been frantically looking for Ink as he had seemingly Disappeared, only to find said skeleton in the garden with a Gaster, this one had wings.

He has watched and approached carefully, but was stopped by a loud yelled by the short skeleton

He didn't know how to respond but he only walked closer, the expression on the gaster seemed..pleasantly surprised.

Not long after, dream had found out about how he isn't the only gaster in the house but two were sharing it, and how said two are married and fathers to his short friend

It was a pleasant surprise to dream

But...this surprise..

Will not be so pleasant.

As Dream was about to grab and carry Ink, The hands that intertwined on eachother, that hands being of Inks and Errors

Speaking of the glitch, Hes...probably not going to be well after this, after all besides blue, Ink was the only one that really took the time and Effort to Understand and Befriend Error, they had a very close relationship.

Error had not let go of Ink's Hand ever since the news of his depleting life. His haphephobia suddenly gone during doing so, (or is it?? I can't tell.) But now, he doesn't seem to react, only tightening his grip and continuing to look and stare into nothingness, finally Dream spoke

"Error..?, can you..let go?? Of Ink, I feel like his father's need to see this."

"...why can't they just..come here..."

" I'm afraid Aster cannot step outside of their AU"

"...fine. But I'll with you."

"Of course."

Dream opened a portal, he slowly walks through with error, who's carrying ink bridal style.

Aster and Top has not spoken over the past few days, worry littered their mind, as the news of their little star burning itself out soon had reached their non existant ears.

They spent Time with their little star, they made sure he enjoyed and had fun every second of the time they had left with him.

Eye bags shows prominent under their eyes, they hear a knock at the door, their eyes grows surprised, wishfully hoping their little hat had come to visit them again

Aster stands up and walked towards the door, a smile on his face, as he opens the door, his smile drops,

He sees the three Skeletons, and he sees especially the star that had burnt out.

Aster simply stares and does not respond, his eyes widened.

His hands slowly reaches for Ink

And Error though hesitant, give Ink to Aster.

Aster, felt like he couldn't breathe, the little star that always shined bright, so much so it didn't seem like they were ever going to die down, and yet here he is, no longer shining, his smile and laughs and snorts gone forever.

As he holds ink, he holds his hands, tears starts to flow down his face, he remembers when he held those small hands, guide them through the dirt, when Aster was teaching ink about gardening, when Aster saw the glimmer in his eyes (oh god, he will never get to see that ever again will he?) When he was watching Aster show him around the Garden, offering to show him how to grow beautiful flowers. He so excitedly followed every step so cautiously, contradicting Aster's Expectation of many mess up.

As he held into ink's tiny hands, the hands that he teached to learn many things, that he teached to not used his power so much.

He cried, he cried for ink, he cried for his child, his baby, his star.

And behind Aster, walks Top.

Eyes widened, eyes filled with tears.

There he saw his son, the little outcode that slithered their way into his life and affection, on the arms of his beloved, dead and empty,

Memories flashed as Top slowly made his way to his family. The tiny sans that laughed, smiled and cheered everyone around him, The tiny sans that was so tiny, Top's hat almost covered over half of their face, the tiny face that loved to tell stories and show paintings to their parents. His son, Ink, Dead and Empty in the Arms of his Husband.

It hit them, Ink is an outcode, he never belonged to a Universe, not in any AU, they can't just reset and reverse this like with aster or with any other sans, he truly and utterly gone.

The screams and cries of the Two Fathers, The Guardian of the Positivity, and the God of Destruction could be heard and felt throughout the entire Multiverse.

The Multiverse will never be the same.

But, at least Ink died happily with family, friends that cared for him, that stayed with him no matter his ways, his condition.

That will never forget him.

And to him it is enough.

The Multiverse Felt Empty.

#NOOOOOOO I BET ON LOSING DOGS BY MITSKI WAS PLAYING AS I WAS WRITING INK'S DADS PART #THE TIMING #ahem #anyways angst #ink angst #specifically #ink sans #utmv #undertale #ink!sans #inktale #utau #undertaleau #error sans #undertale multiverse #errorink #i might expand it on ao3 but have this for now

[fromriches-tosin]

For the third day of ReiJean Week, I'd like to offer you some headcanons/a fic idea I really hope to write one day. I usually avoid posting my shippy headcanons in the regular Jean & Reiner tags, but since we're having the event, I'll allow myself to do that. :3

The prompt I chose for this day is crossover:

AOT/the Hunger Games

warnings: nothing is discussed in graphic detail (yet), but... a little bit of everything, I guess? This is what you get when you try to combine those two franchises.

If you read my fics, it probably comes to you as no surprise that "The Hunger Games" books are a big inspiration to me whenever I'm writing for ReiJean. Putting Reiner and Jean in that specific universe is something I was looking forward to for some time now, and I even discussed this idea with @lexio11 (<3) at some point, but let's dive into this concept together:

Jean can of course be described as Peeta Mellark of the AOT universe because of his good heart and the wish to remain himself no matter what tragedies befall him. Jean knows that if to defeat the monsters you have to become one, it can no longer be considered a victory for humanity. He could also be considered Peeta of the AOT universe because of his relationship with Mikasa (who we can obviously compare to Katniss), and because of the contrast between him and his romantic rival. While Eren, just like Gale, symbolizes destruction, violence and death, Jean and Peeta symbolize second chances, forgiveness and life. We won't be diving into those parallels and love triangles because that's not what my fanfic would be about (obviously), but I wanted to get those similarities out of the way first.

Now, the main and very delicious difference between Peeta and Jean is that Peeta is almost always soft, kind and loving whereas Jean... Well. That's where this lovely lady comes into the picture:

I swear to god, whenever we talk about fem!Jean (@nine0505 <3), I have Johanna Mason in front of my eyes. She is fem!Jean to me, alright? I'll die on this hill. Anyway, Jean is obviously soft and caring at heart, but he also has a (charming) layer of bitchiness and saltiness to him — one everyone has to get through before they can see the real Jean.

So, yes, Jean is a perfect Peeta/Johanna hybrid in my head.

I wanted the fic to focus on the aftermath of the Hunger Games — Jean, a scrawny, bitter teen from District 7 (lumber), emerges victorious to everyone's surprise. Despite being fast and flexible, he doesn't manage to win anyone's sympathy or attract any sponsors before the Games begin (because of his extremely poor attitude and crude language, duh). He is also no match for the powerful and trained opponents from the richest Districts. So, how does he win? Well, by pure accident.

A sudden downpour causes one of the traps to malfunction and electrocute the Tributes three days into the Games. No one but Jean and one younger boy survive. That boy is Falco Grice — the only person Jean actually kills himself in a fit of rage and panic. Once he comes to his senses and realizes what he has done, he almost loses his mind and needs to be heavily sedated which in turns causes him to become addicted to certain substances that shouldn't really be used outside of hospitals.

As many Victors before him, Jean is forced to move to the Capitol where he is to become a plaything of the rich and the depraved. However, once he gets there, Jean discovers that... no one really cares about him. In the Capitol he's considered lame. Some people even call him a "Fake Victor" given the circumstances of his opponents' demise. Just because he managed to kill a child doesn't mean he's cool. So, Jean is ignored and made fun of. Even the other Victors look down on him because, let's face it, he's really nothing compared to them (the Ackermans, Jaegers, Leonheart, Hoover, Braun...)

Now, Reiner Braun.

I won't be diving into Gloss or Cato's personalities because that's not the point. It was just recently decided that the actor portraying Gloss might be Reiner incarnated (@marleysfinest @oxygenbefore1775 come here), and I really want to explore the idea of Reiner being one of the most cruel and ruthless victors in the history of the Hunger Games. A glorified killing machine and a voluntary Tribute hailing from District 2 who gained his popularity a few years earlier for having killed all of his opponents within two days (Jean's childhood friend, Marco, included).

When Jean is thrust into the world of the Victors, he feels extremely out of place and consumes any illegal substances he can get his hands on. He can't cope with the fact that he killed Falco, a child, just like he can't forget the horrible things he witnessed in the arena. He's even more snappy and mean than usual, but he's also one or two pills away from killing himself. And he would probably die in a puddle of his own vomit, but Reiner decides to take him under his wing — which he does quite brutally, threatening Jean and scaring him into obedience. He doesn't fuck around in the least. It takes them a moment, but when Jean finally gets ahold of himself, Reiner suddenly becomes gentle with him.

It turns out Braun is not the mindless brute and devil incarnate everyone has him for. Despite his behavior in the arena, Reiner is no less haunted than Jean. He had been turned into a monster both by society and his own mother, but he has since come to regret everything he did. And he recognizes Jean's pain, he recognizes that Jean is not as rotten as most people around them. So, he wants to stop Jean from destroying himself.

Braun himself has fallen victim to the Capitol and its inner games, and he's being abused in a similar way to Finnick Odair. However, given the gravity of Reiner's sins, he has become almost completely indifferent to what is happening to him. Once Jean overcomes his hostility and distrust towards Reiner, and gets to know him better, he starts to care for him (probably more than he should). Either way, Reiner and Jean become each other's safe space.

Jean of course can't make peace with what is happening to Reiner and eventually tries to persuade him to run away. This results in a quarrel, and Reiner goes ballistic on him. He categorically refuses to betray the Capitol, but in fact he's simply afraid he won't be able to protect Jean in the wilderness. Thus, Reiner is set on staying in the Capitol no matter what happens to him. That is until one of the local officials sets his sights on Jean...

Thanks for reading my chaotic blurb, I will not be revealing anything else in case I manage to turn this into a fanfic. :3 I'll see you tomorrow with headcanons for a different prompt.

#ReiJeanWeek2024 #reijean #reiner x jean #veecanons #jean kirstein #jean kirschtein #reiner braun #attack on titan #aot #snk #shingeki no kyojin

[anincompletelist]

get to know me tag! :D

OKAY @bigassbowlingballhead I am combining your tag with the ones from @littlemisskittentoes and @read-and-write- even though those were SO LONG AGO NOW but I realized I haven't ever really posted much about myself on here (unless you've followed me over from @soldouthaz ) sooooo HERE IS THAT? <3 thanks for the tags friends I loved reading about y'all!

First Set

Last Song: JAPANESE WHISKEY by Ruel

Last Film: No Hard Feelings jshdkjshd

Currently Reading:

the books sitting beside my laptop right now are:

- War of the Foxes / Richard Siken - Letters to Father / Franz Kafka - Time is a Mother / Ocean Vuong - On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous / Ocean Vuong - Devotions / Mary Oliver - The Cinnamon Peeler / Michael Ondaatje - Little Weirds / Jenny Slate

and fic-wise:

- I am hoping to finish the newest chapter of a sea of hope by acastle tonight - I just read A Thing of Beauty by @orchidscript last night (was wonderful!) - and I just compiled a list of all my January favorites here !

Currently Watching: The Bear is the next one up on my watch list if I ever manage to get around to it! love ayo so much!

Currently Consuming: a large diet coke from sonic skjhdkshd my beloved <3

Currently Craving: a cinnamon roll?

Three ships:

Firstprince

Sterek

I used to write Larry so I guess that counts? skjdhsdjkh

First Ship: oh gosh, I think sterek, but also technically Eddie and Loren from a show called Hollywood Heights when I was in middle school skjdhkjshd

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Second Set

Were You Named After Anyone?

yes! the story of Sarah in the Old Testament of the Bible! she was described as faithful, loving, caring, stubborn (ha), and loyal, and also ties into my adoption story :)

When Was The Last Time You Cried?

oh gosh, several days ago, I think? it was my birthday skhdkjshd (no further explanation needed)

Do You Have Kids?

I do not, although I am the certified and confirmed 'Mom Friend'

What Sport Do/Have You You Played?

no <3

Do You Use Sarcasm?

not typically unless it's with someone I am very comfortable with. I work in a lot of mental health conscious areas and am studying to be a therapist so I try not to use any type of humor that could be negatively interpreted!

What's The First Thing You Notice About Other People?

usually body language! I'd say I pick up on energy fairly well, so that too, if applicable.

What's Your Eye Color?

blue! (surprise I am Henry)

Scary Movies or Happy Endings?

cannot watch scary movies, I have far too much anxiety in general to have a need to induce it intentionally jshdkjhs. it doesn't have to be a happy ending though, so long as the theme/lessons are well done. I adore digging into films and picking apart all of the layers and symbolism, so anything with some emotional weight is right up my alley! but I enjoy a bit of everything :)

Any Talents?

I'm a photographer both as a job and as a hobby, and I work part time as a makeup artist as well! I enjoy writing in my free time (obviously) and I like painting and drawing, although I definitely wouldn't consider myself very talented in those areas skjdhksd. honestly anything creative I will try and probably enjoy!

Where Where You Born?

Texas (I am Alex actually)

What Are Your Hobbies?

I touched on it earlier but photography, makeup, reading/writing, anything creative and anything psych related pretty much!

Do You Have Any Pets?

I have three! all dogs, two chihuahuas and a dachshund :)

How Tall Are You?

5'5? (I have been telling people my entire life I'm 5'7 and at my last doctor's visit they informed me that I was a liar!)

Favorite Subject in School?

english and psych!

Dream Job?

any place I can help people. I would love to be involved in a cause larger than myself while also getting to do something I'm passionate about, so anything from an english teacher to an editor to a therapist to volunteer work!

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open tag to anyone who would like to share! <3

xx

#about me

[merionettes]

part 1 of how rubicon got written is here. this is part 2, aka the essay about etc.

the thing about the storyboarding/drafting process that there is no way to describe is how totally obsessed i was for the duration. afterwards i tweeted something like, this is the closest i've ever experienced to demonic possession. i would get up, write all day—like, all day—and go to bed. turn off the lights. then i would just lie wide awake in the dark with lines and scenes and dialogue scrolling through my head until i gave in and opened my notes app. i could not turn it off even if i wanted to. and i didn't want to, i was riding that streak as far as it would take me. because i couldn't look down, right? i could sense what i was attempting to do and anything other than total tunnel vision full speed ahead eyes on the prize would mean i had to acknowledge it.

(context of what made this possible: i was unemployed at the time.)

for the first ~50k or so i was afraid that at any minute i could falter. when i got to the nationals meltdown, that was when i knew i could do it. like, no matter what happened after that, i had the willpower and the chops and i knew where i was going. even if the streak died.

but it didn't. i wrote 100k in a little under 4 weeks. i've never experienced anything like that in my creative life. 

—then obviously i had to get a new job and come back down to earth and it took 21 months to get from there to posting the epilogue. still. i will probably be chasing that high for the rest of my life. that was the part that like… made the rest of it possible. no matter how difficult or frustrating it was. that generated the roadmap. 

i've talked about this before in comments but i had insanely strong opinions about what was "right" and what wasn't. sylvain's narrative voice was a huge part of that. it's inextricable from the content; it shaped the story; it is the story. for the first couple months it also made me an unhinged stylistic tyrant. if there was one single unnecessary word that struck me as inorganic, as existing solely to make the sentence more digestible or to convey information beyond the fourth wall, it had to go. i could not rest until it did. 

once again: this is not generally the relationship i have with writing. lol. it's the demonic possession talking. this is why you have a ton of sentence fragments and stylistic tics and a refusal to let one single shred of information into the text that did not strike me as something sylvain would plausibly think or acknowledge he was thinking. and like, yeah. probably it didn't always make for the smoothest reading experience or the most satisfying narrative development. i'm dead certain there are people who picked this fic up and the bumps drove them out of their mind until they threw in the towel. i just didn't care. 

part of that was a reaction to my own old style—you know, the discomfort of shedding old skin. i'd look at those early scene attempts and see all the habits and crutches i'd been trying to move away from over the last two years and double down on The Voice. but part of it… i would get early feedback that wasn't at all wrong, like "what if [clarifying narration]," "what if [more interaction]," and i'd just think, but that's not true. in exactly those words! which is crazy.

(this is why it was fortunate this was fanfiction i was writing for free, i didn't have to compromise my bonkers experience any more than i wanted to.)

to be clear this feeling didn't last two years. i was eventually able to edit like a normal person. it did last probably longer than ideal. and the point when i was no longer running on unleaded creative adrenaline was when i started to really struggle with the middle of the story. i had to make choices as a writer, instead of relying on the purity of my divine vision or whatever, and i second-guessed myself a lot. it was much easier to feel that absolute bone-deep certainty of Right and Wrong, True and False. and the thought of fucking up when i'd gotten so far was unbearable—like, being so close to making the thing in my head reality and then dropping the ball and breaking the suspension of disbelief.

distance also made it possible to perceive what i was doing and be like, jesus mer what the fuck are you doing. why are you devoting so much of your time to a hobby, why are you investing so much of your life in something you will never be able to truly share, why are you living in a hole with no one else in it. why are you putting yourself through the wringer to get it down "right." why does it matter if it's as good as it can be. why do you care. why is this worth it.

i assume this was pretty obvious before this post, but if not it must be now. this story isn't really about figure skating. for me it's about writing; who knows what it's about for you. i didn't sit down and think, great, felix will be a metaphor. that's just how it happens. 

the experience of writing a novel for the first time: i'm saying this with my whole chest because at one point i wouldn't have, aloud. but what's the point in calling it anything else? i know exactly how much i invested in this. i'm the only one who can know. that's sort of the point. 

here's a giant collage of the inside of my head. i made it for myself and i take it very seriously. not exactly groundbreaking to say this is the ultimate exercise in solipsism. when you're doing that—what greater gift is there than to have someone else meet you in exactly the same place. any writer would kill for the kind of responses this story has gotten, and i don't mean praise. i mean the close reads, the free response essays, the total and complete validation that this thing inside your head that only you can see is real, actually. when i say thank you, it's not for liking it or praising it—it's for taking it seriously. i loved this thing. i still love this thing. thank you for taking it seriously.

#rubicon #writing

[delyth88]

My thoughts on Loki - Season 2, Ep. 1

If the only Loki I’m going to get is Loki in the TVA, then this has to be the best way to do it.

--- Obviously there are going to be spoilers below. ---

He’s close enough to acting in character in the episode that I can make that mental leap and more or less ignore the bits that were a little off. (And by in character I mean a mix of what we saw in the early phases, and how I imagine he would react in such a situation.  Maybe he’s a little more panicked and open with Mobius than earlier Loki might have been, but I can put that down to him feeling like he can trust Mobius and that he doesn’t have to put up a front with him, and also feeling completely out of his depth (and in pain!) having just come from the end of time and immediately having to face this time slipping thing.)

And that is already more than I’d been steeling myself for in this season!  So yay!

Having said that, at this point I’m going to take this as an anomaly, because we haven’t yet seen him interacting with anyone at anything less than 100%, and it’s the downtime where he slips into cringe territory for me in season 1.  And we haven’t seen him really interacting with Sylvie again yet.  So I’m going to reserve my judgement until we get to see what happens after this immediate crisis has been averted.

Also, I am absolutely here for desperate!Loki trying to make people believe him. *chef’s kiss*

This episode had the drive and tension and mystery that I love in the best fics and films.  In a way Season 1 was the set up that allowed us to go straight to the best bits, so I guess I have to give it that at least. 😉

I loved that the reason that Mobius didn’t know Loki in the scene at the end of Season 1 was that it was an earlier version of the TVA!  That was brilliant!  I completely didn’t think about that as an option, and I love how it opens up all sort of nasty(ier!) possibilities about the past of the TVA. I’m keen to see where that goes. The way it was revealed through the cracked floor and how that highlighted that Mobius and Casey really should remember Loki was great.  And I love how it ties back to the question Loki ask Mobius in the first season “how long have you been here?”.

One thing I found interesting is that so much of the promo footage was taken from this first episode.  So I feel a little less certain about what the rest of the season is bringing now.  That of course is assuming that Loki’s time slipping problem was actually resolved as it appears to be. I know there were other shots in the promo scenes with the spaghettification happening, so I’m not 100% convinced that Loki is entirely safe. And if he is, it sure seems like someone else isn’t!

Or everybody….?

But then again I’m assuming OB is here partly as a way to get around the rules set down in season 1 about how the TVA works.  And the disintegration of the timeline could also mean things that weren’t possible before become possible now.  So perhaps even if Loki’s problem is fixed they’re able to create something that allows them to travel in time with in the TVA.  Lol I really should know how fruitless it is to speculate on what they’ll do, but I can’t help it!  XD

I also like the way the music, the slightly distorted images, and the slow motion contributed to the feeling of everything being off.  I definitely like the tone of this episode better than Season 1, and I hope they continue in this vein.  Even the bit where they could have played up his incompetence for laughs – when Loki struggles out of the back of the car in front of everyone – I felt was toned down, and while an amusing reaction, not particularly degrading or brainless. In fact I didn’t feel I needed to look away to avoid the second hand embarrassment at any point during the episode lol.

I actually found myself more engaged than I expected.  I had wondered if I’d only be mildly interested, but no. There were a couple of moments where I was on the edge of my seat, so I consider that a win.  I mean I understand that interested and not too cringey isn’t exactly a high bar, but it’s not one I was sure would be met.

So yeah, I’m about as happy as I can be about how this season is starting off, and I’m looking forward to seeing next week’s episode.   And all your thoughts too!

Tagging a few folk below:

@sparklegemstone @scintillatingshortgirl19 @iamanartichoke @pinkpondofasgard @projectprotectloki @ladyofthestayingpower

#loki series #loki season 2 #loki s2 #spoilers #loki spoilers #loki review

[imagineacoolusername]

Happy Simon Snow day!

I managed to finish my fifth year date au fic just in time to post it today, so that's my birthday gift for simon: a date with baz. and i also wanted to jump on the Loving Raen Train so @raenestee this is my late birthday gift for you <3

anyway. last week i said something about a new wip featuring model!baz. i still haven't written anything for it, but it's fine, because i remembered that i had already started another model!baz wip, and i thought that it'd be a good idea to have them set in the same au i guess. so the first one i have already started, and the second one is more simon-centered (although baz is obviously present) and i feel like it'll be a bit longer.

however, i don't know when i'll finish them —it took me three months to write a 3k fic, so it's safe to assume that it will probably be a long time until another wip sees the light.

and the last thing. big thank you to everyone who interacted with my fifth year date au posts because y'all really gave me the motivation to write. i will explode if i have to look at it once more, but i'm glad it's finally finished.

excerpt and tags under the cut because today's is a long post.

so this one is from the first model!baz wips. the doc containing it is titled "beach proposal" and i'm really excited to write this. i hope i can find the motivation soon.

I’m going to propose to Baz today.

I have been planning this for so long; everything has to go smoothly. Baz deserves the best, and I can't fuck anything up.

I look at him as he's getting ready in front of the mirror and he smiles at me sweetly.

I used to believe that he would eventually see reason and break up with me, leave me for someone better. I was happy calling myself his boyfriend, of course I was, but I felt like I was just being selfish, that he deserved to be with someone else. When I told him that, ten months into our relationship, he said that he felt the same about me, which I thought was ridiculous. How could Baz think that I deserved someone better than him? Is there even someone better?

Things got better after that conversation, although the doubt would still creep in from time to time. (At first I didn't want to propose because I was afraid that he would reject me.) (I'm glad I overcame that, though.)

thank you for tagging me today @blackberrysummerblog and @prettygoododds! now tagging: @valeffelees @jasonfunderberkerthefrogexists @ileadacharmedlife @orange-peony @artsyunderstudy @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @larkral @aroace-genderfluid-sheep @wellbelesbian @ionlydrinkhotwater @chen-chen-chen-again-chen @facewithoutheart @martsonmars @letraspal @onepintobean @raenestee @ic3-que3n @ebbpettier @captain-aralias @cutestkilla @thewholelemon @confused-bi-queer @shrekgogurt @mysterioussheep @hushed-chorus <33

#wip wednesday #snowbaz #beach proposal fic

[women-are-hot]

Take It Back (Alexia Putellas)

Summary: y/n and alexia meet after years apart, but the returning is not going that well.

Warnings: angst, bit of fluff.

Note: this is on of my wattpad fics that i had just edited a bit in my danish lesson, even if I'm not allowed to. oops :-)

Today it's my first day training with my new club FC Barcelona. I'm very excited to see my new teammates and just to find out what Barcelona is all about

I was in my apartment, getting ready for the training. Then my manager sent me a text about who my new teammates were. I obviously know some of them, but a few of them aren’t familiar.

I looked at them and thought that there were many good players like Mapi Leon, Jenni Hermoso, Lieke Martens and Alexia…

You could say that I know Alexia. 

Very well, actually…

Alexia and I used to be best friends. You can say that we were inseparable. When you see Alexia, you will always know that I was around and vice versa. Alexia and I were kinda like friends with benefits. I secretly was in love with her and I'd also had a little idea that she was secretly in love with me. I think the reason we weren't together was because we're both not the best to talk about our feelings.

Someday Alexia just left without saying anything. We had planned a movie night together, so I drove over to her house and knocked on the door, but she didn't open the door. I then looked inside the window and saw that the whole house was empty. I then got inside my car again and tried to call Alexia many times, but she didn't answer any of my calls. She didn't even text me back, even if I could see she saw my many messages. One day I stopped calling and texting, not wanting to waste time on her anymore...

Well, this day is gonna be very interesting. I hope I don't snap at her or she will snap at me. We are both very stubborn! 

I just hope I can get an answer from her for why she left.

Now let's start this long day.

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I then stepped into what now is my home. I looked at it and thought that this is what I have worked for.

The team knew that there would be a new player, but they didn't know that it would be me.

I had to talk with our coach before he would welcome me to the team.

It was just a small meeting, where we talked about the contract and the players that I would be playing with.

"Are you ready to meet your new teammates?" The coach asked.

"As ready as I can be" I answered with a smile.

The coach followed me to the locker room, where I could change into the Barcelona gear before training started.

The coach knocked on the door and opened the door to the locker room.

I could hear outside the room that there was loud music and that they turned the volume down.

Then I stood there and looked at my new teammates, beside my new coach.

Damn, this is awkward!..

"This is your new teammate, Y/n Y/l" the coach said and broke the silence.

"Make sure that she is feeling welcome here" the coach added and then left, but not before he showed me where I was sitting.

Of course I had to sit beside the one and only Alexia Putellas. 

Could this day get worse...

I changed fast into the kit, not wanting to interrupt someone's conversion.

I then felt someone gently tapping me on the shoulder and I turned around to meet the face of Mapi Leon.

"Hola. I was just going to introduce myself. I'm Mapi Leon. Welcome to Barcelona" Mapi said and I then shook her hand.

"I'm Y/n Y/l, but I guess you already know that" I replied and laughed a bit.

"You got humor. I like you already" Mapi said as she laughed a bit too.

I could see out of the corner of my eyes that Alexia rolled her eyes.

"So Y/n, is there anybody you know on this team?" Mapi asked and I froze for a second.

Should I say I know Alexia? Would she be mad at me if I said it?

"I only know Alexia," I answered. I could feel Alexia tense, not being very happy that I said that.

Mapi looked surprised at me and then she looked at Alexia.

"How do you know each other then?" Mapi asked, clearly confused.

Alexia and I looked at each other, before I could speak she responded.

"We used to be friends when we were younger, but after I moved to Barcelona we just lost contact," Alexia said.

I just rolled my eyes at her and I could see that Mapi saw it, so she asked.

"Why didn't you try to stay in contact?" Mapi asked, clearly seeing something is off.

Now I spoke, before Alexia could respond.

"Someday Alexia just wasn’t there anymore. I had actually called and texted her at least 1 million times, but I guess the fame was more important for Alexia” I answered and then continued.

“I could literally see that she saw my messages and ignored them. Then one day I thought why should I waste my time on her?! So that's why we weren't staying in contact" I said and now everyone looked at Alexia and I.

I looked beside me, down at Alexia that now stood up and grabbed my arm.

"Okay, you know what? We are not doing this shit here!" she said pissed and dragged me out of the locker room.

"Get off me" I said as I tried to get Alexia's hands off me, but she was way stronger than me, like she always has been.

Then she opened a door to a room I didn't know and dragged me inside of it.

She then locked the door. Oh great, she is going to kill me.

"You're a fucking idiot" I yelled and Alexia just shook her head at me.

"Don't look at me like that" she said and walked closer to me.

"What the hell were you thinking?" I asked, yelling at her.

""Excuse me?" Alexia asked, now standing in front of me.

"EXCUSE ME. That is what you have to say? What did I ever do to you? One day you just left out of nowhere and you think I forgot that. How dumb are you?" I yelled.

"I'M SORRY, OKAY" Alexia yelled, pushing me into the wall.

Alexia then turned around, taking her head in her hands.

I stopped talking, not wanting to make her more angry.

"Lo siento" Alexia whispered, turning back to me again.

"Why did you do it?" I asked.

"It's a stupid reason" Alexia answered.

"I don’t care. What is the reason, Alexia?” I asked, just wanting a real answer.

Alexia sighed, running her fingers through her hair.

"I was scared," she answered.

"Oh really? You were scared. That makes so much sense" I replied ironically.

"I'm here telling you the truth and you're joking about it? And you're calling me an idiot?" Alexia said.

"What the fuck were you scared off, Putellas?" I asked.

"You want to know or you're just going to joke about that too?" Alexia replied.

"Come on, Ale. I'm not going to make fun of you. Tell me" I said.

Alexia then became silent. It's clearly something that is bothering her.

"I was scared, because I was falling in love with you" Alexia said, looking anywhere but my eyes.

"You were scared, because of that?" I asked, not really getting the problem.

"Yes, but we couldn't be together.You were happy with that blonde girl" she answered, yelling at me once again.

"Seriously? You think Gabriella was my girlfriend? Oh my god, Ale" I said, laughing a bit at it.

"You said you wouldn't make fun of it" Alexia responded, getting annoyed at me.

"I'm not making fun of it, but seriously, Gabriella was never my girlfriend. I had a good eye on another girl"I said, hoping she would get the hint.

"Who was that other girl?" Alexia asked, sounding hurt.

"Guess…" I answered.

"Alma? Adrianna? Nicole? Alba?" she guessed.

"Ale, even if Alba is a sweetheart, I was not in love with your freaking sister" I said.

"I can't guess it. Just say it" Alexia replied, getting frustrated.

"Okay. It's you" I said with a shy smile.

Alexia looked at me in confusion.

"Me?" she asked, pointing to herself.

"Yes. You were the other girl I was in love with" I answered.

"Were?" she said.

"Are" I replied, biting a big smile back.

"You're in love with me?" Alexia asked, not fully getting it.

"Yes, even though you're an idiot for leaving" I answered.

Alexia's confused look was now turned into a smile.

"Well, good for you. I'm still in love with you too"

Now it was my turn to be confused.

"You're in love with me?" I asked.

Alexia just laughed softly. Then she took her hands on my waist and dragged me into her body.

"Yes, Y/n. I'm in love with you" Alexia said and then kissed me.

I-what. Oh my god-Alexia is kissing me…

I kissed her back, taking my arms around her neck.

We stopped kissing when we both needed some air.

"I still hate you for leaving. All I wanted was you" I said with a small tear rolling down my cheek, not really believing this right now...

"Hey, look at me. We're together now, so let's forget what happened" Alexia replied, drying the tears away.

"Let's try then" I said.

"A relationship?" she asked.

I nodded shyly.

"Okay" Alexia said and hugged me

—

4 months later:

I was sleeping in the arms of my now girlfriend Alexia. So yes, we're still together and I love every second of it.

Then Alexia was about to go out of bed, but I pulled her back.

"We can stay a little longer," I mumbled with a sleepy voice.

"I would love to, but babe we got to go to training soon" Alexia responded and ran her fingers through my hair.

"Just 5 minutes more, please," I asked.

"Fine, but only 5 minutes" Alexia replied and then I smiled into her shoulder.

"Thanks" I said with my sleepy voice and curled closer into Alexia.

I'm sure that she doesn't mind being here for 10 minutes more. Maybe even 15 minutes…

—

We sat in the car on our way to training. Alexia drived us, cause I absolutely suck at it.

Alexia held my hand in her lap the whole way.

She is literally so perfect…

"Aww you're so cute!” Alexia said and kissed me on the cheek.

"Did I say that out loud?" I asked with a blush.

Alexia just nodded, making me blush even more now.

Alexia just laughed at me and kissed my cheek once again.

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We were now at training. Alexia and I walked into the training ground, where our teammates already were.

"There comes the lovebirds" Jenni yelled, so everyone could hear her.

"Remember that it was actually my fault that you got together," Mapi said.

"María Pilar León Cebrián, for the hundred times it was not you that got us back together" Alexia replied.

"Okay okay, don't need to use the full name, Alexia Putellas Segura" Mapi said in a fake serious tone..

Alexia just rolled her eyes at her while we others laughed at them.

God, they are too much sometimes...

"Well, now let's get started"

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#woso x reader #woso imagine #woso imagines #espwnt imagine #espwnt imagines #espwnt x reader #alexia putellas imagines #alexia putellas x reader #alexia putellas imagine #woso #gxg

[acewithapaintbrush]

20 Questions for fic writers

Thanks for the tag @captaincravatthecapricious

How many works do you have on Ao3?

33

2. What's your total Ao3 word count?

282,261 (woah...)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Currently mostly One Piece, Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Encanto, Owl House and some others occasionally

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

A Place for Crows (to rest their feet) - Encanto (

I'll brick by brick rebuilt us - Encanto

A Perfect Storm - One Piece

There were Rats in the Palace - Encanto

To the dark I said pour (and forgot to say when) - Rise of the TMNT

5. Do you respond to comments?

Yes! I appreciate getting comments so so much and I wanna show that by responding

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

This is a hard one cause four come to mind that are super angsty but ultimately I think it is Let the world come at you (Rottmnt). That one's just bleak

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

I guess The devil throws stones at us (One Piece). That one was just a lot of fun and I got lots of comments about how funny the ending is so I'll take my readers word for it

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I did once but that was mostly funny. A single sentence, something like "This story is horse shit" for the second to last chapter of a 19 chapter fic which was like... Well, you read pretty far for it all to be horse shit, didn't you??

9. Do you write smut?

I haven't yet, but I really want to... 👀

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you have written?

I do occasionally and the craziest one is definitely by far my Rottmnt/Ghost Files crossover. Man, that was a real trip but also so much fun. I had a lot of fun writing the Ghoul Boys and their shenanigans!

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I have been asked a few times but no one ever actually did it I think? Or they just never told me about it

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

No but I am certainly very open to the idea 👀

14. What's your all time favorite ship?

Well ZoLu (One Piece) will probably always be number 1! I just love their dynamic so much, but not just romantic, also platonic. I'm actually much much more interested in platonic relationships! The team as family stuff. The straw hat pirates come to mind. Or the TMNT brothers being the best brothers. Platonic is my one true love!

15. What is a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

There is a Donatello angst fic that I have been writing on and off for what feels like an eternity. I have written myself into a corner somehow and I really hope I get myself out of that but I doubt I will any time soon...

16. What are your writing strengths?

I think I write emotions and internal stuff a character is going through quite well. I have also been told quite a few times that my characterizations are spot on which is always nice to hear cause that's the most important thing for me

17. What are you writing weaknesses?

Ugh don't get me started on fight scenes omg. When a lot of action is going on I have a hard time putting that stuff into words... I'm better at dialogue and feelings and stuff

18. Thoughts of writing dialogue in another language in fics?

Well, if it's done well??? Sure why not. I have been guilty of using some Japanese (One Piece) or Spanish (Encanto) words in my works, never full sentences though

19. First Fandom you wrote for?

First published fic was Stargate Atlantis. First fic written in a notepad for my eyes only? xxxHolic.

20. Favorite fic you have written?

For Encanto obviously A Place for Crows, it's so special to me. For Rise of the TMNT I'd say Casey Jones' Gambit

For One Piece it's probably the latest one Til Salvation Breaks Through. I had a blast writing this one because it challenged me quite a bit and I could let loose a little bit

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Not gonna tag anyone, everyone who wants to take a trip down memory lane, be my guest!

#tag game #encanto #rottmnt #encanto fanfic #one piece #rottmnt fanfiction #one piece fanfiction #my pedro lives au #fanfiction #author things

[icallhimjoey]

something I've noticed is you often have "reader" not know who joe is, like at all, or she knows him pre-everything. i wonder is this a form of self preservation? like distancing you, from the "her" of it all? or does it just feel more realistic to you?

oooooo good question

hmm...

i guess i do either write them as friends that have known each other for ages or as complete strangers to each other (with bookstore universe being the only real exception here, and maybe the personal assistant series too) because it takes away a lot of difficult social aspects i wouldnt know how to really dive into bc i have never been in a real-life situation where i already know a person a lot more than they know me and have a romantic relationship blossom

i have however had plenty of weird moments with guy friends where you're like, oop yep thats definitely a line crossed there, didnt know that was going to happen

and obviously ive also had plenty of my own strangers-to-lovers(-back-to-strangers) as well

so i guess it does feel more realistic to me, and dont i love to try and stay realistic in my writing

i dont really try to remove myself from the "her" of it all, because there is SO MUCH in my fics thats literal first-hand personal experience so whilst writing i fully am "her" and idk if normal, but it works fine for me (the second i publish though, she becomes we, and "her" is all of us)

#full explanation under the cut #<3

[jaelijn]

Fic Writer 2023 Review

Based on this. I always want to do annual reviews but then don't get around to them and then it feels weird doing them in February, so here we go for once. Under a cut because long (There's 30 things and I ramble. Not sorry.).

1. What’s something new that you tried in a fic this year? How did it turn out and would you do it again?

I suppose that I wrote a fic from Blake's POV counts. I didn't have a big plan for trying something new for Whumptober this year, but I always find myself doing it because everything starts to feel stale if you write 30 fics in so short a timeframe. So the POV was supposed to be what I tried with that fic, but the fic got away from me a bit, so in retrospect the unusual (for me) POV feels comparatively insignificant. There was also more Jenna this year - I think I'm getting there, so yes.

2. How many fics did you work on this year? (They don’t have to be finished or published!)

I have no idea. I have a very long list of WiPs that I am sure I have added a sentence or two across the year, or maybe I just opened them, fixed a few typos and closed them again, and then I have a few handwritten things that I haven't typed up yet. But *at least* it's 35 published things (31 of which are Whumptobers) and the longfic, so 36. Put like that, it sounds terribly prolific.

3. What’s something you learned about yourself as a writer?

I enjoy creating without expectation - immersing myself in the longfic with no idea when it will be done or how long it will get was terribly freeing. The downside is that I also realised that I'm not really intrinsicly motivated to post and share anymore, or at least that thought generates no positive pressure at all because scales. It would be really easy for me to never post another fic right now, but I'm not stopping writing.

4. What piece of media inspired you the most?

Always and ever, Blake's 7. There's nothing else that makes me want to write right now.

5. What fandom(s) did you write for this year?

Accordingly: Blake's 7

6. What ship(s) captured your heart?

Avon/Vila. Though they had me already.

7. What character(s) captured your heart?

See above.

8. Did you write for a new fandom or ship this year?

No. Since a lot of my writing, Whumptober aside, went into the longfic, I didn't do much experimenting - not even during Whumptober, really.

9. What fic meant the most to you to write?

Longfic aside, because as ongoing project that obviously matters, possibly Wet Towels, because it feels like I nailed a tonal direction I want to go in with my Avon/Vila.

10. What fic made you feel the happiest to work on?

By far, the longfic. Some of the Whumptobers were just the right kind of painful, but the most joy creating - yes, the longfic.

11. What fic was the most satisfying to finish writing?

Impending Destiny. I know I keep harping on about this fic, and maybe I'm the only one who thinks it's the best oneshot I've written this year and everyone else hates it, but it was so intense to write and so satisfying.

12. What fic was the most difficult to write? Did you finish it?

I did a few "second takes" on Whumptober this year, so I guess those and no, but then again the second take wasn't difficult, I just wasn't happy with the first and haven't touched those since. Fic I stuck with, possibly either Ghastly Aftermath, because ouch (it's difficult to write while you're crying at your own writing, all right?) , or Mistaken Trust because the final scenes were difficult to get right.

13. What fic was the easiest to write?

Nothing strikes me as particularly easier than the rest, really, but then what published writing I've done has been mostly in my comfort zone either way. So I guess all of the ones that weren't difficult?

14. What were your shortest and longest fics this year?

With Every Single Kiss has literal drabbles, so that, though all of the drabbles together are longer than my shortest oneshot. Longest is the ongoing longfic (duh) currently sitting at approx. 91k.

15. Rec a fic you wrote or posted in 2023

I am once again begging you to read Impending Destiny, lol. But if that isn't you're cup of tea, try Mistaken Trust or Spun Gold.

16. What were you go-to writing songs?

I didn't have many, this year. There's usually at least one or two, but I had a weird year with music, I feel, with few new songs that I really fell in love with, so there's been lots of playlists on shuffle and there's no song I could point to.

17. What were your go-to writing snacks?

I don't really snack when I write for fun, and I've had to cut down on my chocolate intake, so unless it's a chocolate praline, none.

18. What was the hardest fic to title?

Is "all of them" an answer that's allowed? I guess I could say Free Fall, not because of the fic, but because it was the first Whumptober and I was trying to figure out the "title format" for the rest of the Whumptobers. (I don't know if anyone has noticed that the Whumptobers have had title formats for three years now, but either way...) Other than that, the no-longer-so-untitled longfic was the one I put most thought into titling, but I'm not telling yet.

19. Share your favorite opening line

So... the thing about Whumptober is that it makes you *incredibly aware* of opening lines, or the format of opening lines. I try not to start all of them the same way, but I also tend to... slip into self-referential facetiousness doing that, in that all of them become funny when considered side by side.

I suppose "Avon was high." and "When the rebel forces of Carin IX finally managed to fish Avon out of the river, he was drenched to the bone." still amuse me (Spun Gold and Wet Towels, respectively).

20. Share your favorite ending line

Now I have to open all of them again, haha! Uh, let's do a not-Whumptober for once:

But lying curled up in the embrace of his most trusted companion, his link with and buffer against the world, Avon sometimes wondered whether it had been a curse at all. (The Price, from R&F #7)

21. Share your favorite piece of dialogue

Uh... spoiler for Impending Destiny, but I keep it vague and not post the whole thing?

“Whoever said that love is the most powerful force in the universe was a bloody liar,” Avon spat, “or a colossal fool. [....]"

22. Share an excerpt from your favorite scene

Oh for... just... just read Impending Destiny, okay?

23. Share the final version of a sentence or paragraph you struggled with. What about it was challenging? Are you happy with how it turned out?

Oof, I guess the final lines of Mistaken Trust. It would have been so easy to just let them hug and kiss but Avon resisted and once that line was there I had to do something with it that didn't feel unkind to Vila in a plot that... wasn't kind to Vila. I think I managed the balance and once Avon had said no I didn't want to go back to the easy ending, but it wasn't easy to get right.

24. What’s something that surprised you while you were working on a fic? Did it change the story?

... Impending Destiny. It was supposed to be a fix-it fic!!! It's... not a fix-it anymore. The shift was so striking that I made a tumblr post about it.

25. What did you use to write? (e.g. writing programs, paper & pen, etc.)

Word and paper & pen, very occasionally a note app on my phone. All of the Whumptobers had a paper version before I typed them, but I've only written snippets of the longfic on paper. I enjoy not writing at a screen every now and then, but it *is* slower.

26. If you had to choose one, what was THE most satisfying writing moment of your year?

I don't know, because my writing has been so unevenly balanced (very slow but steady progress for most of the year and A LOT of writing in September/October). I suppose finishing the Whumptobers again? Or perhaps when I realised that the longfic was going to be longer than BDaS without it feeling forced.

27. Did you do anything special to celebrate finishing a fic?

No. Once the longfic is done, maybe I will.

28. How did you recharge between fics?

Recharge? What's that? Or rather: between fics? What's that? Hahah.

I know what I would have *liked* to do, which is read a fanfic once in a while, but there's not much new out there to my taste these days. I guess watching other shows counts. I have resorted to rewatching B7 as final measure.

29. If this were an awards show, who would you thank?

The numerous people who kudosed, the few people who commented, @oxideblack for the incredible art and for the appreciation of my fics from their circle of fans, @quordleona03 for the inspiration, and @comarum and @foreignobjecticus who know why.

What’s something that you want to write in 2024?

Ah, it would be nice to finish the longfic this coming year. But I'm not making any plans. With how I feel about the sharing & posting, I'm counting it as a win if I don't lose my motivation entirely.

#jaelijn writes #jaelijn talks #if you came here wondering why you are tagged look at the bottom of the post hahah #untitled pgp longfic #just because i want this post in the record of that #read impending destiny lmao

[hairstevington]

i wanna cut to the feeling (chapter 5)

Eddie Munson x Steve Harrington

Summary: Robin drags her best friend to a Corroded Coffin show. How were they to know sparks would fly between Steve and a member of the band? (aka, the fic where Steve fixes Eddie's hair before a show and falls in love immediately)

Word Count: 3K for this chapter!

Warnings: Language, Robin is happy and a good friend, drinking/smoking, Hairstylist!Steve freaking out over feelings, Rockstar!Eddie is smug af, alternating POV, GAY SCHEMING, they're both idiots

A/N: This is the last chapter I’m posting to Tumblr, so please head over on Ao3 to read the rest! Thank you to all who followed along so far!

Chapters: 1 2 3 4 and link to Ao3

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“Oh my god, she’s perfect!” Robin announced as she burst back into their too-small apartment. Steve jolted on the couch, not expecting her grand entrance. He waited for her to continue, as she always did. “You would have been so proud of me. I strung so many actually cute sentences together all by myself! And she’s really cool, and she thinks I’m funny, and also she’s so hot it’s absolutely bonkers that she’s into me.” 

“Robin, we’ve been over this. You’re one of the most beautiful women I know, alright? Of course she’s into you.” 

“Well, my personality usually is too much for people, as you know, but she didn’t seem to mind at all.” 

Steve listened as she continued, recounting their coffee date as she told most stories - enthusiastically and out of order. When she was finished, she collapsed onto the couch next to him.

“So, are you thinking there’s gonna be a second date?” he asked, curious. 

“We already have one set up,” she smiled. “The festival that’s in town.” Steve nodded in approval, knowing exactly what she was talking about - every year in November, there was a pre-winter celebration with cider and doughnuts and Christmas lights that went up way too early. It was a great place for a date. “Oh, and you’re coming.”

“Wait, what?” Steve was not at all interested in crashing Robin’s date. “Why? You said yourself that you managed to talk to her just fine without me today.” 

“You have to come because if you don’t, Eddie will be third wheeling.” She said it with a grin, knowing this was the piece of information that would sway him. 

“Eddie’s gonna be there?”

“Yes, Eddie’s gonna be there, dingus. Bri thinks it’s really cool that we’re friends, so I reached out to him and asked if he wanted to come with us.”

“But you’re not friends,” Steve pointed out.

“We’re close enough,” Robin shrugged. “Besides, he agreed to come, so the feeling must be mutual, right?” 

“I guess,” Steve answered, although he really wasn’t sure why Eddie would agree to go to the festival, unless Robin left a bigger impression on him than Steve had realized. “Aren’t you worried Bri is using you to get to the band?”

“Oh my god, it’s so not like that. You’re thinking about this too hard. The fact of the matter is, I’m terrible at dating and I really want to impress this girl and I need my Emotional Support Steve or I just know the whole thing will implode, I know it. And besides, it gives you the chance to be around Eddie again, so I don’t see the problem here.”

Well, when you put it like that, Steve thought to himself. The idea of seeing Eddie again was obviously enticing, and it would give him another chance to impress him. Maybe he’d actually allow himself to flirt, this time. 

But that’s when it hit him - Eddie thought that Steve and Robin were dating. 

He sighed. He’d probably just have to come clean. It was a stupid lie in the first place, and one that never was sustainable. Although, in Steve’s defense, he didn’t think he’d ever be seeing Eddie again. But he would, and soon. 

This was going to be a disaster. 

-

Eddie had never been to the Winter Festival, even though he heard about it every year. It wasn’t really his scene, to be honest. 

But pranking Steve Harrington? That was exactly the kind of thing Eddie was into, and if he had to do it at the Winter Festival, so be it. 

Eddie showed up at the big oak tree Robin told him she’d be at, and sure enough - there they were. Steve looked out of place next to the two girls, his hands tucked deep in the pockets of his jacket, his nose bright red from the frigid air. All three of them were quiet when Eddie approached, and he figured if anybody could liven up this party, he could.

“You made it!” Robin said, excitedly. 

She had asked him to show up and lean into them being old friends, so she could impress Bri. Eddie knew the game, and he had no trouble playing along for Robin, especially since he really had known her for ten years or so. Plus, he liked Robin, and he liked Bri. 

“‘Course I made it, doll,” Eddie responded with a grin. He pulled Robin into a hug, holding it a few moments too long to really sell the bit. He turned to Bri. “Nice to see you again.”

“You too,” she replied sweetly. Eddie looked to Steve last, who stood next to Robin completely frozen. 

“Hey,” Steve said with a wave. 

“Hey, Harrington.” Eddie could see Steve already knew he had fucked up with the whole him and Robin thing. He looked so incredibly uncomfortable, Eddie almost thought he wouldn’t have to do anything at all to get the satisfaction from the night he desired. 

Almost.

Phase one, play dumb. The four of them walked to the entrance of the festival, flashing their IDs and showing their tickets. Robin had been nice enough to cover Eddie, even though he told her it was unnecessary. While they walked as a group, they paired off as Robin/Steve and Bri/Eddie, which Eddie thought was weird on Robin’s end, considering she was supposed to be on a date with this girl. 

“So, Robin told me that you and her go way back?” Bri asked. 

“Hm? Oh, yeah,” Eddie answered. “She’s great. Always super smart, and quirky but in an endearing way.” This was not a lie by any means - that was and continued to be exactly what Eddie thought of Robin.

“Yeah, I like her,” Bri said. Eddie breathed a sigh of relief, as if he’d passed some test. It was also nice to know she seemed genuinely interested in Robin, and that she wasn’t just using her to get closer to Eddie as he’d worried would be the case. 

“Hey Bri,” Robin said, spinning around on her heels to face them. “Let me show you my favorite display.” Bri nodded with a smile, leaving Eddie’s side to join her date. 

“I’ll get everyone a drink,” Steve offered. The girls cheered, then ran off together. 

“I guess I’ll come with you,” Eddie shrugged, his eyes fixed on Steve’s. 

“Right. Yeah, okay.” 

They walked together to the booth with the crazy long line that was selling alcoholic beverages for way too much money. But Eddie had to give it to the town - the setup was nice. Cozy, despite the temperature. 

“So, what country is this collar from?” Eddie teased, pulling at the lapels of Steve’s coat. He noticed Steve twitch slightly from the contact, and smirked.

“This one’s just from China, I think,” Steve responded.  

“So worldly, Harrington,” Eddie said through a smile. Steve was already squirming, which was exactly Eddie’s intention. He was being nice, yet so deliciously wicked at the same time. There was an awkward pause as Steve decided what to say next, followed by a deep sigh. 

“So, listen, man. There’s something I should probably tell you.” He was visibly nervous, and barely making eye contact.

“Uh-oh,” Eddie mocked. No way, is Harrington about to come clean already? That wouldn’t do, considering their night had just begun and all. 

“It’s not really a huge deal, and maybe it’s not even a deal at all, I just, um.” Eddie stared at him doe-eyed, wondering how long it would take for him to fully form his confession. “Well, remember when we were at the bar?” Eddie nodded.

“Sure. Did you end up listening to that playlist, by the way?” Steve blinked a few times as he adjusted to the switch in topics. 

“Uh, yeah. I mean, not all of it,” Steve admitted. It was like twenty hours long, so Eddie never expected Steve to get through every song, but he was surprised to hear he had actually listened at all. He wondered if maybe Steve was lying. “But anyway what I was trying to say is -”

“Any favorites so far?” Steve seemed kind of irritated that he was being interrupted, which was exactly what Eddie was going for. 

“Uhhh…” He thought about it for a moment, then, to Eddie’s surprise, named quite a few songs off the playlist. But he wasn’t going to let Steve go just yet. After one song in particular, Eddie tutted in fake disappointment. 

“You would.” That comment finally threw Steve off his original point entirely.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means you’ve somehow picked the ones I always skip,” Eddie explained.

“If you always skip them, why are they on your Good Shit playlist?” Steve argued. Eddie raised his eyebrows, impressed. 

“Touche, Harrington.” 

After that, they got lost in conversation about music once again.

-

Why did Eddie have to be so damn hot? It wasn’t fair. Steve was desperately trying to do the right thing, and instead Eddie got him talking about anything except his relationship status with Robin.

But the thing was, he wasn’t questioning why Robin was off with another woman. He didn’t seem to care at all. Maybe he was completely oblivious to the whole thing, and maybe Steve was making a big deal over nothing. 

Which meant that maybe, he could pull this off with little to no humiliation.

The four of them spent the evening mainly together, and Steve managed to distract Eddie away from Bri and Robin anytime they did anything coupley - which, as the night went on, happened more and more frequently. 

They were actually incredibly cute together. 

Eventually, they’d seen all the lights, they’d spent too much on food and drink, and they were ready to leave. Crisis entirely averted.

“You know what? You’re actually not too bad, Harrington,” Eddie said as they were having their goodbyes.

“Uh, thank you.” He wasn’t sure how he was supposed to respond to that. “Are you insinuating that up until now you thought I was bad?” Eddie smirked. “Wow, okay.”

“Relax, I just wasn’t sure you were good enough for our dear friend Robin, over there. Now, I know for sure.” 

Steve’s heart sank. He really was hoping Eddie had forgotten about that whole thing, especially after the way they’d been interacting the last few hours. With them paired off, the night kind of felt like a double date, and Steve would be lying if he were to say he didn’t enjoy every moment of it.

Except for the moments he felt like he was being strangled by a web of lies he’s stupidly put up himself. Like this moment, for example.

“Oh, right.” Steve sighed, feeling frustrated as ever. “Eddie, listen -”

“Night, Steve.” Eddie’s crooked smile gave him butterflies. Goddammit. 

“Good night.” Steve resigned to the fact that every time he said goodbye to Eddie, there was a possibility it would be the last time they interacted. Even though he’d made it through this mess without embarrassing himself too much, he couldn’t help but wonder what would have happened had he treated this night or the last one they’d had together a little differently. 

Whatever. It was over, for now anyway. Although, Eddie and Robin seemed to get along extremely well, so maybe not all was lost.

That night, Steve and Robin sat on the couch, her legs draped over his lap. The two of them were always kind of touchy like that. He listened intently as she gushed about the moments of the date that Steve hadn’t been present for. He was happy for her, truly, but she clocked something on his face he didn’t realize he was showing.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, knowingly. When Steve didn’t answer, she went a different direction. “You and Eddie looked good together.” 

“Shut up,” Steve said, shaking his head. “I’m pretty sure he just tolerates me.” 

“Yeah, that’s not the vibe I’m getting,” Robin countered. “There’s nothing passive about the way he looks at you, trust me.”

“Fine, he doesn’t tolerate me, he hates me.” Steve crossed his arms, and Robin swung her legs off him, annoyed. 

“You know what they say about hatred, right?” Steve shook his head. “You’re in his head, dingus. There’s a lot of overlap between love and hate.” 

“Robin…” Steve whined with a roll of his eyes. “Did you not see him flirting with all those women at the show? I didn’t see him express interest in any men. We don’t even know if he swings that way.”

“First of all, I saw him express interest in one man,” she insisted. “Second of all, are you kidding me right now? Steve.” She shifted to sit on her knees, facing him. “Eddie is like, really fruity. I swear to god, your lack of gaydar is unmatched.”

“Nah, I don’t think so,” Steve shook his head in disbelief. “I mean, yeah, I’ve had a history of not knowing women were gay, but I’m usually pretty good when it comes to men.”

“Yeah, usually,” Robin rolled her eyes. 

“Let’s see if we can figure out who’s right.” Steve took out his phone and pulled up Eddie’s Instagram, wondering if he could maybe find any proof either way on there. Robin peered over to look at his phone screen.

“Seriously? You don’t follow him, yet? What’s wrong with you?” Steve sighed, then clicked the follow button. He wouldn’t be able to see Eddie’s posts until he followed back. “You’re lucky I did this ages ago.” 

Robin pulled out her own phone, then the two of them took a quick glance at Eddie’s most recent posts. After a few minutes, their search was inconclusive. Eddie didn’t post enough to really give them any information. 

“I didn’t expect him to be so restrained on social media,” Steve said. He and Robin tended to post quite a bit.

And that’s when the realization hit him - He followed Eddie, and now Eddie could see Steve’s profile. And Steve’s profile would blow his cover entirely.

“Why do you look like you just saw a ghost?” Robin asked, always in tune with how Steve was feeling.

“Because Eddie’s about to find out I lied to him.”

“About what?”

“He thinks you and I are dating,” Steve admitted. He braced himself for Robin to smack him, or yell at him, or laugh, but she didn’t. Instead, she just gave him a weird look.

“Uh, no he doesn’t,” she said, shaking her head.

“Yeah, he does. That’s why I kept pulling him away tonight, so he wouldn’t find out.” 

“Steve, Eddie knows I’m gay. And he for sure knows I was on a date tonight. What are you talking about?” 

“What are you talking about?” None of this made any sense to Steve. Eddie had referenced their fake relationship on his way out of the date, so he couldn’t possibly know, unless -

Oh, shit. Eddie was in on this the whole time. What an absolute asshole. 

Steve was in a pretty bad mood after that, so he ended up going to bed. He’d found it was best to be alone at times like these. The plan was to get some rest, but he couldn’t fall asleep, so he just laid there and watched Tiktoks until his brain turned numb.

But then, naturally, he got the dreaded notification that reminded him of why he was there in the first place. 

Eddie accepted your follow request

Steve scoffed before deleting the notification, but curiosity got the better of him a few minutes later. 

He opened up Eddie’s page, staring at the images he’d looked at earlier, except this time he was filled with a lot more disdain for the person in them. He scrolled until the beginning, where he found pictures of when Eddie must have been a teenager. It was crazy to Steve that he’d gone through all of high school without noticing this guy - as Eddie had said himself, he wasn’t a subtle presence. Steve tried to scroll back up to the top of the profile, and that’s when his bad night somehow became worse. 

Oh no. Oh no no no oh shit oh god oh no.

Steve accidentally liked one of the posts. Like, he liked a post from a long time ago. Like, there was no way Eddie wouldn’t know that Steve had been stalking him at 2am. 

Well, if Steve was too embarrassed to show his face to Eddie again before, he certainly could never face him now.

Robin was asleep, so he couldn’t bother her. But he did know of someone who was in a timezone where it was only 11pm, and that someone tended to stay up late anyway. He dialed the number without thinking twice about it.

“Steve! Long time no talk! Wait, why the hell are you calling me? Is everything okay?” Steve froze, feeling stupid. Nobody called anymore unless it was for emergencies, although this felt somewhat like an emergency. 

“Dustin, hey. Sorry to bother you out of the blue, but I’m really freaking out over here.” 

-

Ahahahahhahahahha. Oh, this is perfect.

Eddie stared at the notification like it was a prize. He knew it was everybody’s worst nightmare - We all stalk people from high school, and we all fear accidentally alerting those people that we’re stalking them. And at 2am?? Eddie almost felt bad for the poor guy. He was probably losing his shit right now, wondering whether he should unlike the post, or embrace the mistake. 

Wait. 

It’s two in the fucking morning. 

Eddie thought back to all previous interactions he’d had so far with Steve. How awkward he’d occasionally get, how flustered he was every time Eddie touched him. Eddie had assumed Steve was being standoffish because Robin had dragged him out with her. Steve seemed so uncomfortable being at the bar, like he didn’t really want to be there in the first place. Eddie was giving him a hard time because he didn’t think it mattered. He didn’t realize that…that…

Jesus Christ. Steve has a crush on me.

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