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alyshiba · 1 year

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Part Nine: dracarys

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Summary: AU where Visenya, Rhaenyra's only daughter lives and is born as her eldest child. To all of Westeros she is seen as the only trueborn child of Ser Leanor and Rhaenyra, but in truth her father happens to be Deamon.

Author's note: I am terrible. I said I would update during the festivities but I got lazy. I am unforgivable. Anyhow, we are getting into the thick of it lol. I would also like to share two resources I found terribly helpfull in writing this chapter one is this map of Westeros from AWOIAF which details every major point of interest. This way we all can know where anyone is at any given moment, and how might they get there, and the other is isochronic map of Westeros by Atlas of Ice and Fire which basically shows how many days of travel are needed to reach any place in Westeros. This last map is foundamental in creating a timeline I find. Of course, if any of you are also writing a ff, or planning to, look at this resources, they are amazing!

Warning: mention of nudity, violence

She did not know how much time had passed. Visenya just knew that she could not bear to stay in the tub any longer, she felt like simmering in a pan, a disgusting one too. She looked down at her hands, the very hands that held her brother’s body just moments ago, or were it hours? She could not know. The water around her had grown a foul color, the reek was disgusting, and there was a thick layer of dirt and blood floating. She breathed heavily and looked up at Aemond, who was pacing right in front of her. It was not the raging, chaotic pacing of her father, no, it was obsessive, precise, each time he turned to walk back he took the same exact amount of steps as before. He was methodical, calculating, and concerned. He was likely trying to imagine all of the scenarios going forward, what to do and do not, to ensure his mother’s and his two remaining innocent siblings's safety.

<<What is it that Aegon loves more in the world?>> She asked, her voice cold, not betraying any emotion she might have felt, <<the one thing he loves more than any other?>> Visenya learned long ago that there were times where her sorrow, her fear, her happiness, were just obstacles. She had learned to bottle them down, hide them in the deep recess of her heart, so that she could think clearly. She had hoped that in time she could learn to do that also with her rage. But she had always failed.

She kept her stare up at her husband, unfaltering, waiting for an answer, <<Sunfire>> he said without hesitation, meeting her gaze. She had thought he would wait, or stutter. Or that he would try to hide his niece and nephew’s names under some lie. But the look in Aemond’s eyes told her that it was an honest answer. The revelation made her loathe Aegon even more.

Visenya stood with a loud splash, the barely warm water falling in rivulets from her body. She carefully stepped out of the bath, paying attention to the pools that formed at her every step, as not to fall. She walked over to a chair, where a discarded robe layed. Her or Aemonds it did not matter. The Princess turned, she took note of the pathway of wet footprints she left behind, of the disgusting water in the bath, of the two men, who just stood in silence, each trying to understand what to do, what just happened and how to treat her.

<<Ser Edric>> She called, her voice strong and unwavering, the knight turned, bowing lightly and fighting to keep his gaze on her face, and not on the thin fabric glued to her soaking skin. <<Send word to the dragon-keepers to unchain Sunfyre, and free him from the pit>> The knight was about to argue, to voice out what a questionable choice this was, but she dismissed any and all argument with a <<now>> spoken in a tone that left none.

She turned towards the balcony, a small thing that faced the city below. Two glass doors separated it from the room, two glass window-doors that filled the bedchambers with light. She walked over it, thinking that any other day she would have preferred the view from her own balcony on Dragonstone, her perfect view of the Narrow Sea from the top of the sea dragon tower. But in that moment, as she opened the doors and saw the great dome of the dragon pit she decided that for today, this was the only thing she wanted to see.

As Visenya passed the doors and walked into the balcony she let out a silent call, it was all that it took. Moments later she was joined by her husband, still deep in his thoughts and worry, all of which she was sure were not for her, and by Balerion, who perched himself on a turret just in front of her.

<<Ossenagon*>> She said to the large dragon. There was no need to specify who, or what. Visenya knew the dragon understood perfectly, their bond too deep. His intelligent eyes drifted from her, to the man behind her, growling, a warning, they both knew, then towards the pit. Aemond dared closer, placing both hands on the stone handrail trapping her between it and his body, <;<Visenya>> he said, a plea and a warning both. She listened to none as rider and dragon waited.

Balerion kept staring at Aemond the whole time, perhaps, Visenya thought he sensed her husband's bond with Vhagar, longing for times passed, perhaps he had yet to decide whether he trusted him at all. She herself didn’t know. She wished she had more time to come to a conclusion.

*kill

She let out a fatigued breath when she saw the distant form of Sunfyre take to the skies. Balerion followed, faster than any being his size should be able to. Visenya didn’t need to voice any more commands, to ask out loud. They both were a presence in the back of each other's mind, knowing each and every dark corner, every thought and feeling, feeding on that.

So she did not have to tell him to make sure Aegon watched, to wait until he could see Sunfire begin his descent to meet his rider, to attack. And to take his time.

Visenya knew everyone watched, she knew it in the shouts of warning when they saw the golden beast exit the pit, in the shouts of terror when they saw Balerion’s monstrous frame stalking him. There were not anymore people living from the time Maegor the Cruel reigned, when he used her dragon to mercilessly end any and all attempts at rebellion from his nephews. Yet in those shouts of warning she heard the memory still, the knowledge of stories passed from parent to child. About dragons being dismembered in the skies.

She knew it also when she heard the distinct, unequivocable shriek of Caraxes perched somewhere in the roof of the keep, a warning, or an encouragement.

She and Aemond watched in silence as Balerion reached the smaller dragon. So many times smaller that her mount easily grabbed him with one of paws. She heard the horrendous shriek Sunfyre let out as Balerion started the onslaught, biting away the golden creature piece by piece.

<<This is not how I had hoped it to end>> She said to her husband, whose one eye was wide open in shock and awe, <<but I wish your brother to feel what I did, what my mother did, when we watched Luke fall dead in the yard>> Aemond said nothing, he just stared at the skies in front of them.

She couldn’t even call it a fight. It was just Balerion and his hunger for battle, her dragon and the pain they shared, ripping away flesh and bone. Turning her sorrow into physical pain. She had read in her childhood that no weapon could harm a full grown dragon, that their scales were so hard that no weapon could pierce it, yet Balerion was eating away Sunfyre’s flesh like butter.

And in the distance, she swore she felt Aegon’s horrified stare. Visenya wished she could actually see his face, to see if his eyes mirrored the pain and shock that had been in hers earlier.

Whatever was left of her uncle’s magnificent golden beats was just bits and dark blood staining the ground by the pit. Save for the head. They found the severed head of Sunfire some time later, dropped on the balcony by Daemon and Rhaenyra’s quarters. It was, perhaps, Balerios’s way to show her parents that he had claimed revenge for their fallen son.

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Daemon had called a war council. He was in pain like all of them, but in a way he was relieved. Relieved because now he was free to pursue his original plan, to wage the war he had been planning ever since they got news of the late King’s death.

He demanded Aemond to be there as well.

Part of her did not expect her mother to be present. Rhaenyra was still in shock, her body was trembling slightly, still trying to cope with the fact that her child, her baby, had been brutally killed. And surely she was now beginning to understand that the chain of events that was unfolding might claim more than just one of her children.

<<If any of you wish to declare for that cunt>> Began Daemon, staring at her husband. He was addressing the entire room, but in truth they knew the question was spoken to one man only, <<speak now, man up and claim an honorable death>> her father would not restrain himself any longer. <<or know that you shall die screaming>> Aemond stiffened, caught up in a mess he could not untangle by himself.

Visenya herself didn’t know what to do, Aemond was her husband, he had been decent enough towards her, had seemingly forgotten about his quarrel with Luke over the time they had been married, as he promised he would. But he was Aegon’s brother, he had been in Storm’s End with the goal to win its support for his brother, he had no love for her mother. She supposed he himself did not know what to do, trapped in the enemy’s den. Prisoner, in a way.

<> He quietly said, returning Daemon’s stare, unafraid <> with one swift movement he slid the eyepatch off his head, throwing it unceremoniously on the table right in front of them. The room went silent, at one point in their life all the present have heard of the night Luke cut one eye off Aemond’s head, some had been present, but seemingly they had forgotten perhaps the extent of the cut. <<Yet the gods themselves curse the kinslayer. Bastard or not, Lucerys was my kin, and would not have perished on my order, or by my hand>> Aemond wasn’t scared of her father. Whether it was a good thing or bad, madness or courage, she did not know. <> He said, quietly, as the entire room let out the breath they had all been holding, <<But my brother shall not perish under my blade either>> Aemond was buying time, for himself and for his family. It annoyed her deeply, so much so that she wished to turn around and hit him until she could beat sense.

But wouldn’t she do the same, was she in his shoes? Wouldn’t she try to do it all to save her family ? Eve the brother whom she knew Aemond bore no real love for?

The council went on, Daemon seemed satisfied enough, for now, about her husband’s response. He wanted Aemond in the fight, or out of it entirely. And with no dragon left on Aegon’s side, she thought it didn’t really matter what Aemond chose between his two options.

Her father planned his battle, he wanted to gather the riverlands’ armies and wait out for the northerner’s host at Harrenhall, he would move to the Westerlands and Casterly Rock. A bold plan. A quick war, he had called it, now that the usurper had no dragons.

None mentioned Sunfire’s slaughter.

<<You shall not take action, or give orders, until my mother approves>> Visenya said to her father. It was a great strategy, but to end this war before it even started, she knew they had to get Aegon’s head mounted on a spike. There was no need to sacrifice a soldier's life. Even rebellious ones.

And everyone knew Aegon wouldn't flee to the Westerlands. Not with Borros Baratheon so close to give him shelter, or safe passage to Oldtown.

<<We will not waste time, or shy away from war now that we have the advantage>> Shouted Daemon. He never addressed her that way. He never raised his voice to her, not once. Yet she understood in that moment, that like Balerion, Daemon was bred for war, for battle and blood. He wouldn’t sit still.

<> She remained calm, didn’t allow her temper to bleed in her tone, <<and with no Hand named, I speak with the Queen’s voice. You will do as I command until my mother orders otherwise.>> The room went silent as her tone left no room for arguments, and no one dared challenge her.

<<If we unleash the dragons across the realm, Westeros will burn>> She reminded him of her mother’s own words, of her warning, back on Dragonstone, <<and then in the eyes of the people Rhaenya swore to protect we shall not be any better than the kinslayer, or then Maegor the Cruel>> Daemon looked away, unable to deny the truth she spoke.

<<Aegon would flee to Storm’s End, retreat there, or book safe passage to Oldtown, to his uncle>> She said, looking at the maps in front of her, <<and I had promised Borros Baratheon fire and blood if he rebelled>> Visenya said, when they began discussing how to best deal with the the rebellious lords. She focused her gaze and mind on those maps and scrolls.

Aegon had vanished, surely he had a plan, surely he had allies inside their very walls that helped him leave unnoticed. He likely planned on leaving atop Sunfire. He voiced her concerns, commanding to find and question those people.

She was about to speak again, when he doors of the council chambers opened to let in her mother, <<Queen Rhaenyra Targaryen, the first of her name, Queen of the Andals, the Rhoynar and the First Men, Lady of the Seven Kingdoms and protector of the realm>> ser Harrold announced.

The Queen walked in the council stoically, the image of a monarch ready to take the reins of their kingdom. It was almost as if her sweet boy hadn’t been killed hours before. Almost, because the only thing betraying her was the red rim around her eyes.

Rhaenyra sat in her high chair at the head of the table, and demanded to be made aware of her husband scheming and planning. She listened to all, the reassurance of victories, the doubts and the admonishments. Then, as Alicent Hightower entered the room with her two children she froze. And she felt Aemond’s hand grip her wrist in a silent plea. She was about to speak when Helaena, sweet Helaena, sprinted towards her and engulfed her sister in a tight hug.

Helaena, who recoiled each and every time someone as much as got inches close to her, who oftentimes receded in her own mind, preferring her own company to that of anyone, hugged Rhaenyra like the world depended on it. After a long moment Rhaenyra cupped the younger girl's face and willed a small, sad smile to grace her features, <<my sweet sister>> Visenya swore she heard her whisper.

<<As I mourn the death of my son>> The Queen began, her tone strong, unfaltering. Aemond's grip tightened again after being loosened at Helaena show of affection. <> There it was, her mother’s fire, she exchanged a glare with Daemon, <<and my beloved siblings had nothing to with his actions>> Aemond loosened the grip, but his fingers remained on her skin. <<The Queen Dowager, my sweet sister Helaena and her children will be accompanied by the Ladies Baela and Rhaena to the Eyrie, alongside my younger sons where they will wait out the storm with my cousin, Lady Arryn, in the safety of the Vale.>> Visenya understood the silent threat, not to Helaena or her children, never to the innocent, the victim perhaps of Aegon as well, but to Alicent.

<> And to find Aegon and bring you his head, or his location, she didn’t need to say. Her mother nodded, and the discussion went on, on whether or not it would be wise to move for the westerlands, or any other lands ruled by rebellious lords, or if it was wiser to defend the capital, should armies be on the march already.

In the end Jace would fly northwards once more, his dragon faster then any raven, to meet the norther host, commanded by lords he had met and befriended during his stay in Winterfell, and settle them within the walls of Harrenhall, were they would be ready to be summoned, and joined by any host the Vale and Riverlands could spare.

The room began slowly to empty, each single person eager to prepare for the task they were given, <<stay>> Visenya quietly ordered her husband, she moved again towards the table, where the maps were still sprawled. <;<Lord Stark>> She called, <<a word>> the young lord paramount nodded and moved closer. They all sat around the small council table when she did.

Visenya waited for the room to empty completely before she spoke again.

<<I wish you to ready your most trusted men, Lord Stark. Disguise yourselves as begging brothers, merchants, common folks fleeting the upcoming war.. as you see fit. As long as you are no recognised as who you truly are>> She red the question in the eyes if the men in front of her, and spoke again, before they could question, <<you will ride as soon as your ready to Tumbleton, and book passage on a ship on the Mander>> she pushed a purse filled with coin in his direction, <<and sail to Oldtown>>

<<;Oldtown?>> Cregan questioned, confused. He likely thought he would go north, to Harrenhall, or to Storm’s End with her. <<Aye>> Said the princess, <<;Ser Edric of the Queensguard will accompany you>> the knight tensed at her words, <> began Edric, <<will considerably slow down her march>> cut in Aemond, who was beginning to unravel the knot of her plan.

<<Storm’s End is a fifteen day travel on horseback. On dragonback it takes mere hours. I cannot afford being spotted before I arrive at Borros’s doorstep>> She explained, <<and Balerion can protect me better than any other>> Edric regrettably nodded.

<<And were am I supposed to go, dear wife?>> Asked Aemond turning towards her. The light from the large windows hit the sapphire in his eye socket, and splintered in tiny drops of colored lights all over the table. A spectacle to which she saw herself grow accustomed to, or even grow to love.

<<Oldtown>> Everyone stiffened at the same moment. No one needed to tell her how much of a riks was, to send Aemond right into his uncle’s city, where his brother might be. Where he could scheme her very murder.

<<You shall take Vhagar with you, pretend you escaped. From the moment we all depart, you have 40 days to study the tower, the city and their defenses. Then on the fortieth day you will make sure Lord Stark’s small host makes it into the Hightower with Ser Edric>> It was a wild bet, a risk she hoped was calculated.

<<And then when I arrive on the next morrow, and land palerion on top of that tower, you will and me the city, and your brother should you find him there>> Aemond smirked, that devilish grin he wore in Storm’s End, <<and if I chose to turn my back on you?>> he said caressing her her cheek, <<you will soon receive word of what will befall on Storm’s End>> she said, <> and I will have to find myself a new king, was the threat she knew well there was no need to voice.

He didn’t believe she would put Storm’s End to the torch. That was the thought that angered Visenya as she strode towards Balerion’s beach. Each of her steps reflected the anger boiling inside her guts. It didn’t matter if she claimed the largest dragon in the world, bid him to dismember other dragons, she would always be the princess in distress.

How wrong she would prove him to be.

When she reached her black dragon he was already waiting. She allowed herself to take a big breath, before climbing atop Balerion.

The movements were more difficult since she was wearing a suit of armor, her suit of armor, a gift from her father upon learning she would fly Balerion to the Stepstones, to keep her safe and protected, he said.

Bidding goodbye to her parents and siblings had been the worst task she had faced yet in her life, knowing that there was no certainty that she would ever see them again. Seeing Aemond fly off had been another punch in the stomach, she didn’t want to know if it was concern over his possible betrayal, or something else.

There was no need to tell Balerion where they were headed, <<īlon gaomagon ziry aōha ñuhoso sir*>>, she swore the dragon groaned in anticipation and excitement then. A terrifying thought, knowing the task she had to complete.

*we do it your way now

The flight was calm and silent, Visenya spent it reminding herself of why she had to do it, reasoning with herself and planning, scheming. She would make sure her presence was known, when she arrived, she would make sure as many innocent as possible would have time to flee. But she would not leave until Borros Baratheon became ashes amongst a pile of molten stone.

She knew they were close by the change in the air, in the faint smell of saltiness brought by the sea, and in the chillier winds, sea breeze.

Balerion began to glide down, and as he broke the clouds barrier she saw the gargantuan shape of the keep ahead of her, its dark walls black in the night.

She bit Balerion to fly closer, to roar, and to make himself be spotted. And as they flew over the main tower, the noise of her dragon’s powerful wings pumping to keep him in the air, was swallowed by screams.

Shouts of horror, warning and fear swallowed even her thoughts, as they lazily circled the castle. Visenya thought she spotted Borros’s bulky frame on the tower, looking overhead. Or maybe it was just one of the guards from his garrison. She hoped it was the Stormlord.

She waited, as she had previously decided, for the stream of people to be far from the gates, amongst them servants, soldiers, and well dressed ladies, hurled on horsebacks, the Baratheon daughters, probably. Only a few soldiers armed with bows remain, in the vain hope of striking true and bringing down the princess atop the dragon. The fools didn’t even realize that if they were to succeed, then nothing would stop Balerion from leveling down the entire keep, and the rest of the Stormlands. Guilty and innocents alike.

She circled the castle once again, bracing herself from the order she was about to give. Balerion waited for each soldier to shoot their arrow, so that once he stopped they wouldn’t have time to nock another.

When the arrows flew, he roared, a sound that chilled even her blood in her veins.

Visenya bit the dragon to alt, his great wings, so large that he could cast a shadow over the entire King’s Landing when he soared overhead, were pumping to keep them steady. Her arms began to burn a little, having to keep herself steady in the new position. She gripped the saddle with her thighs and adjusted her posture, to free her arms of a bit of weight.

<<;Dracarys>> She commanded. and as Balerion opened his maws every sound was engulfed by his dark flames. An eerie light spread all around the fire he was spitting on the main tower of Storm’s End.

The horrified shouts of the soldiers lasted just a moment.

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cmkren · 1 year

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“You say I want to be Your Girlfriend! It wasn’t really in my plans…”

— girlfriend; Hemlocke Springs

;Usagi Yuzuha x Fem + AFAB! Reader hcs

Usagi relationship headcanons where you two are both silly and goofy— that’s it, that’s the post. Basically how you two get together! Romance blossoming in the Borderlands, what a strange turn of events…

a/n; i am coping rn cause i have a maths chapter test in like 9 hours and i am not prepared im so bad at math. Anyways this is just gonna be some fluff. ♥️♥️♥️ very messy post because im super tired tho,,,

So… who’d be the first one to confess? 🤔

Read to find out !! 😋

Jk its kinda both of you but mainly Usagi

You two would probably meet early on, maybe in the tag game where the two of you catch each other’s eye and agree to travel together <3

You’d be there by Usagi’s side as you both live day by day, and when you find the sweaty lookin’ guy from the Tag game lying on the ground all depressed you two kind of take him in

You two mama birds just kinda adopt the guy

Usagi ends up taking care of most of the hunting while you do mostly everything else

You’re the one who tries to force feed Arisu even when he refused it

Usagi kept you from choking the poor guy.

Y’all are basically tied at the hip tho

Which also soon includes Arisu

(But you n Usagi are closer shh dont tell him that)

Things pretty much stay the same between you two until y’all arrive at The Beach (cue thunder strike)

With this whole sort of place that seems like it was capable of running actual electricity and shit you wanted to do smth special!!

“Do you think we can use their kitchen?!”

“Y/N we’re literally duct taped to chairs right now.”

“She’s got a point though Usagi— I’m kinda craving like… cookies.”

That was the small talk the three of you had before the whole dramatic intro of the Beach and its top goobers

After that whole shenanigan, you and Usagi insist on sharing the same room

It was just a lot more comfortable for the two of you

This place gave you the creeps ngl

That meant a lot of late night talks

Well, as many as y’all got before shit hit the fan again

You two always talked about what you’d do when you finally get to leave. Visit each other every day, maybe even get a place together? Usagi couldn’t bare to live in her old place ever since her father disappeared

You knew everything about that as well

Just from the few months you two shared together, you guys knew a lot about each other

You even promised her that you’d help her get back into climbing

Maybe indoor climbing first for you though

The more you two spent time with one another though, the more the two of you caught yourself… lingering

Whether it be longing looks or touches, it’d always be done subconsciously and end up with someone a little flustered

Arisu caught on though and asked wtf was going on

You, of course, blew him off

After the hearts game though, you two immediately ran for each other

Both battered and bruised, you clung to her as she scanned you over for anything that might have been fatal

Usagi cries out in relief to see that you’re okay

“Where were you? Where were you? What would I do with myself if I lost you too? What would I do? I can’t lose a person I love—”

That made you sit up.

“You— you love me?”

Usagi couldn’t help but let out a choked smile to see that incredulous expression on your face

Well she can’t really deny it, can she?

You could only hug her tighter with tears welling in your eyes, the pain of everyone that’d been slaughtered would only remain in all of you forever but maybe the seeds of healing had already been planted for you two as you pressed a kiss against her cheek

You two were peas in a pod.

You protected those you loved, worked together to achieve your goals

And when Usagi struggled to understand why going back to the real world would be any better than the world they were forced to fight to live in, you couldn’t understand

But you tried to

The strong woman you’d grown so used to seeing so level headed hid in your arms as she held back tears

Listening to every pained doubt, choked out words

You were there for her

And no doubt, she’d hold you taut against her whenever you needed it too.

You helped Usagi get over her doubts and fears of returning to the living world, ensuring her that she wouldn’t be alone in dealing with her troubles

And that— not if— but when you two return, you’ll celebrate like you’ve never before

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imogenleewriter · 1 year

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hello hi, i've got a question, what keeps you going while writing? i admire your consistency!

Hey!

Super valid question that I'm not entirely sure I have an answer to. Or maybe I have too many answers.

I'm going to give short ones (because I keep trying to answer this and writing a novel) but if you want me to elaborate I can.

1) Deadlines. If I don't have deadlines, I just waste time staring at a blank screen, and that's more stressful than forcing myself to get words down.

2) Writing stuff that matters to me. Before ychiits, I tried writing 1000 things with amazing plots and could never finish any of them. If you think about it, ychiits actual plot is so mundane, but for that, the characters were what mattered to me and a complicated plot would have taken away from that. The two wips mean different things to me as well. Writing fanfiction falls into that as well. I have no desire to write original works because writing Larry fanfiction means more to me.

3) General techniques that work for me. I could probably write an essay on this, but basically, I have so many strategies to get myself to write based on my mood.

4) Comments. I doubt I'd be close to as productive without comments and interactions. I probably get over 250 comments a week across all four fics now, and it's hard not to stay motivated when that happens. But at the start of ychiits I was getting like 4-5 comments per chapter, and that was still as motivating! (So please comment on every fic you love).

5) Planning. ychiits has a full draft. My current WIPs are less so because I found I didn't copy a single sentence from ychiits so it seemed silly to have a 100k draft when I only referred to it for scenes/chapters. So now I just focus on a general plot. My study looks like a serial killer den because of all the posters and cork boards and white boards where I keep all the plans. So, if i get stuck on a chapter, I write out everything I want to include in it. The more stuck I am, the more I flesh out the plan.

6) Talking things through with others. I started Ychiits because I know anyone in the fandom at all, so I was completely alone and didn't have a single beta until the last chapter when @hereforh and @enchantedlandcoffee looked through it as readers to make sure it all aligned so you can definitely do it without this. But now, because I have friends, lol, if I get stuck on a scene or chapter, I have people to talk to and bounce ideas off them and check they think what I'm writing makes sense. I've mentioned in my AN, but @hereforh and I have a constant chat - different time zones - and at least half of the time we're talking about fic ideas etc. @nooradeservedbetter also gives me amazing advice when I'm stuck.

7) Privilege. I don't know how to talk about this without sounding like I'm bragging. However, my job is after-hours. So, I don't work during the day on weekdays. It's a well-paying job, so I don't work full-time - my hourly rate is about double what it was when I worked in a hospital. Some of my shifts are being on-call overnight. This means I spend 10 hours in my study but only have to work when I get a call (that being said, I'm not very productive after 2am, so it doesn't help that much). There is still a need for me to bring in income, and does still take away hours from writing, but I obviously have more time to write than I did when I was working full-time.

8) Lack of sleep. Okay, so realistically, I need just as much sleep as everyone else, I know that. But I seem to survive better than most people would on the same amount of sleep.

9) Supportive husband. I mean, he's never read a word I've written or anything, but he is supportive in the sense that he knows writing is something I value and doesn't talk down about it. I think he'd be just as supportive if I were actually making an income from it as he is about it being fanfiction.

10) ADHD diagnosis and meds. Even medicated, my ADHD is still a big challenge to writing. It might not seem like that because of the frequency that I upload, but it still does. For example, I'll click out of the document to google a word or something and straight away get side-tracked, and after an hour, I'll remember that I was writing and come back to the document and realise I still didn't even google the word and the process starts all over again. But knowing that my brain works differently helps - i.e I know I can only write in 20-minute blocks, and then I need a break. That probably falls more into point three, but I know my limitations now. And ADHD meds still help bring me up to a point where I can actually finish things.

11) Letting go of perfectionism. Could my work be 10x better than it is? Yes. But when I'm writing and uploading 20k+ words a week, I don't have time to try and get every sentence perfect. The thing is, perfectionism freezes me. I probably would give myself more time between deadlines if I was sure that I would use that time to perfect chapters. But I either would still wait until the last minute and not use the extra time, or I'd get too wrapped up in getting every word perfect that I'd still miss every deadline. There are plenty of "good enough" words, sentences, paragraphs, and scenes in my fics that I know could be better, but I just don't have time to spend twenty minutes trying to find the right word or the best sentence structure. I hope that makes sense.

Anyway, this is still long af but I hope it helps a little. Happy to elaborate on any points - because I could definitely right about this all day - but again, it's already long af and I'm not sure if it is helpful at all lol.

#anon #answered anon #writing advice

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I'm very curious to know whether the present Batfamily noticed that Jason has gone missing? I just fonished your time travelling fic the Time Before and I have so many questions! Is that something you'd even want to focus on? Mayby little Jay should stay in the past? Third time is the charm right???? But worried Bruce is soo juicy! Maybe the past and present Bruce can have an adoption war? I cant decide how I'd like this story to go haha

Ahhhhh I really need to finish that story. I actually know the answer to everything, since I had the whole thingy planned out before I started (or at least I knew the end game and had the final scene already drafted out)

I am going to happily answer everything, but I"ll put it under a break because its SPOILERS FOR THE TIME BEFORE!!!!! for chapters that will come out I have no idea how long from now. I hope soon, but I don't see any real time on my schedule for at least the next month. 😭

Seriously, this is major Spoilers don't look if you hate spoilers.

So Jason staying in the past would be super interesting just in him getting to have a second go at it and this time not die, etc, but I feel like I'd have to have him slowly lose his memory, idk. I just feel it would be weird and difficult for a self-sufficient adult (even if hes only 19 and is a certified Baby because of that, he does support himself and is completely on his own) to have to redo childhood, and be so dependent. At least he’s 9 and not like 2, but yeah. That would be hard. But the angst potential there 🥺 BUT alas, that is not the plan.

Jason is going to end up back in his 19-year-old body. The time travel body switcher device only throws a consciousness back in time for a set amount of time, and they'll know here soon the exact amount of time it is. Hal or whoever it was Bruce asked for advice is gonna be like 'oh yeah i just dealt with that stupid thing a couple months ago' and tell them it's harmless and Jason's consciousness (and Black Mask's) will go back to their original time and bodies in like 3 days or something. Or maybe I'll pick some really random number, like 62.43 hours, because "well it was programmed on [some random planet] and is going off how they measure time!"

I MENTIONED SPOILERS RIGHT, because I'm legit just gonna tell yall everything here.

So there will be a bit of angst because Hal will say something like 'well as long as their future selves are still alive they'll pop back no problem. The catch is, the future self is basically uninhabited (meaning very vulnerable). There's not baby jason suddenly up in the future. Since Jason got shot at the start of the fic, it makes Jason just think he's either gonna pop back to nothing and be dead or just never return, and he's quite upset about it but trying to hide it. He doesn't let himself go back to sleep again the whole time he's in the past.

BUT, back up in the future, a certain Batman gets a weird reading on his computer coming from Black Mask's place, and goes to investigate and finds Red Hood bleeding out and an unconscious Black Mask. He quickly takes Red Hood to the cave for treatment and gets GCPD to pick up Black Mask. He probably did something wrong. They'll find something to charge him with, even if its just shooting Red hood.

So Bruce and Alfred have Jason's body and they take good care of it and get him on the mend, but hes nOT WAKING UP!!! It's very concerning. Bruce is haggard. Idk if he finds the device black mask had or not, and if he does, he gets the same info from Hal past bruce got, too. So maybe he knows Jason is coming back, maybe he doesn't. But he keeps vigil at Jason's bedside, because despite what Jason thinks, Bruce loves him dearly. Unless im specifically writing an abusive!bruce AU, my Bruce always loves Jason dearly. It's just Jason who might not believe or understand that.

Anyway. Theres lots of tears in the past the closer to Jason's return gets, won't go into detail, but then he pops back up into the future. It just felt like he fell asleep, so he wakes up kinda groggy and feels the pain in his stomach and is like oh. so im just gonna die now. but NOPE. HE ISN'T Because Bruce is sitting right there at his bedside and they have a heart to heart 🥺 Jason is kinda forced into the conversation because obviously being a teenager he wants to jump right back to his angry i-hate-you-dad attitude but Past Bruce is still so fresh in his mind and all the good warm feelings he had he breaks pretty fast.

Then I'll bounce back to the past for like an epilogue or something and show little Jason waking back up in himself and he's being carried to bed by Bruce or something and FREAKS OUT. Absolutely goes mental. But future Jason had already told Bruce how to win Jason over by getting him books and food and talking about going to Gotham Academy so he gets won over very fast. (I think they're just gonna act like he got there and he had amnesia but social services dropped him off and does he not remember that? but he remembers everything else now??? and go from there. BbJason will see his bear and his picture and everything in his bedroom and kind of relax and think maybe they're truthful. He can at least give this home a try. They haven't hit him yet.)

And thats basically it. Everyone lives happily ever after. Baby Jason grows up to not die at 15, and big Jason moves back in with Bruce and, like, goes to college or something. Thank you Black Mask for trying to kill him, he saved everyone.

#spoilers #have i metioned here that im on a school board now #and somehow the answer to 'whats the workload for this position' was 'oh meetings once a month'#has turned into meetings every single week and sometimes twice a week and also all the school events #so like #ty guy who asked me if i could be nominated you LIED TO ME #lmao #its ok #i enjoy it #im also taking over a director of one of our childrens programs #im busy #😭#oh yeah and telework ended at work thanks to SOMEONE at work claiming all his problems were caused by ME TELEWORKING #like fuck you dude they were not #but here we are #so suddenly i have no free time #😭😭#i hope to write at least a little this weekend #but i doubt it iwll be for the time before

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My Work From Home Essentials

I could go into a long detailed explanation about how working from home has become popular and begin to describe to you all what remote work is and what it truly entails. Blogs like this drive me crazy, simply because I am way too busy to be spoken to like I’m stupid. Remote work has been around since before COVID, and COVID quarantine seems to have further popularized remote work. So, in the interest of saving your time and mine, we’ll keep this as simple as possible!

I’ll share a short list of the things I absolutely cannot function without while working from home, but first - a few basic disclaimers (or better said) a better understanding of what it is I do for my “9-5” job, so you can understand how these tools have been useful and effective for myself and the role I play at work.

So… what does Aleena do for work?

If you can believe it, I’m a fitness manager for a gym located in Downtown Los Angeles… but I work remotely. I’m probably the only fitness manager on the planet that works remotely, most people can’t imagine this job being something that can be done remotely. Moving away from Los Angeles and transitioning to remote work allowed me more time in my schedule to also take on the marketing responsibilities of the gym, so in addition to being the fitness manager I am also the marketing coordinator. So… in short, I manage the fitness and marketing teams of a small luxury boutique gym. I love what I do, although it can admittedly be monotonous at times, I find so much joy in the fitness industry and I get to be creative with my work too!

Working remotely requires an extreme amount of organization, especially when I have 25 direct reports. So here are the tools I use (external to my organization) that keep me on track. These tools also make it easy for me to catch up when I fall behind.

1) NOTION

Hands down the best free software I have ever used. I introduced Notion to our gym about a year ago. Since then it’s been the crux of our gym, but has also been beyond useful for me in my own matters relating to work. In Notion you are able to build out your own private pages in which you can take your own notes, create your own databases, and organize your own information. I use the private pages on Notion to keep track of road maps and growth plans for my team. I also use it to schedule the deadlines I set for myself that are internal to projects.

2) APPLE CALENDAR

I’m a huge fan of time blocking my schedule, and it’s proven even more useful since I’ve transitioned into remote work. One thing about being a manager and working remotely - I get to create my own schedule. I show up to my desk at home when I want to, and I leave when I want to. This means, I need to stay active in building my schedule effectively to make sure I get my work done. Apple’s calendar app has been such a huge lifesaver. I used it before I moved away and was still working in the space, but it’s usefulness has tripled since then. I time block every hour of my waking days, and the push notifications allow me to stay on track with the hours I schedule for myself.

3) ERIN CONDREN TEACHER PLANNER

I have a tendency to group things, almost to fault. Running two departments can be exhausting and there is so much to keep track of. The Teacher Planner by Erin Condren has made this incredibly helpful. I relabel categories from the top and bottom to fit the categories associated with work the and dates I show up for work. This allows me to stay on track with projects, deadlines, communications, and literally anything else that may be thrown my way.

4) EARL GREY TEA

This one is a bit random. I worked at Starbucks for three years when I was in college. After far too many flat whites and blonde drip coffees, I realized I had to scale back on my caffeine intake. I switched to Earl Grey tea about 2 years into working there and since then Earl Grey has been a staple in Aleena’s pantry.I quite literally can’t sit down at my desk without my cup of tea. I suggest everyone find a soothing and mildly stimulating beverage to start their day with and to build a routine around the preparation of that beverage. I might’ve picked this habit up from my father. He had a daily morning routine in which he would get ready, wake his kids up for school, and while we sat at the dining table eating breakfast he was making himself a cup of coffee in a travel mug. I would look at him thinking “that is such an adult thing to do” and perhaps as an adult I’ve found it a necessary part of feeling like I’m having a productive morning.

5) PILOT PRECISE V5 CAPPED LIQUID INK ROLLING BALL PENS

I do most of my work on a computer, but with my physical planner comes a need for a pen. I always recommend finding a pen that does more than just write. And yes, a pen is a pen is a pen, but THIS pen hasn’t let me down since I was in middle school. No other pen writes the same way this pen does, at least in my opinion and my experience. We’ve all had that moment when we write with a pen for the first time and think “wow, that’s a good pen.” I think a huge part of enjoying your work is enjoying the things you use to complete your work, so I choose to use these pens and these pens only for work related notes and planners. It just makes the process that 0.5% more enjoyable. Find the pen that soothes you.

These are my absolute must haves to sit at my desk and get my workday started. What are yours?

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justekasmindx · 8 months

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I guess it's safe to share here. Wala naman yatang nag babasa. Lol.

It's September 4, 2023, at 3 in the morning.

I'm starting to believe my colleague's opinion about me. I might be over-defining everything. I analyze and resolve each issue to satisfy my desire for me to be able to say each time that I have accomplished something and finally, I'm satisfied with even the subtle differences that don't need to be straightened out. I over-analyze to the point that I over-criticize myself, too, and end up hurting, blaming the past version of me. I'm told to detach from my past, and I can't believe how much I justify myself to prove that I'm doing the best I can, which I didn't have to in the first place, I felt judged.

But I wouldn't deny the fact that this behavior helped me a lot so I can strive and finish tasks, I guess it just needs control, and I have to be smart enough to leave things as they are.

It's 3:45 a.m. and ugh, I'm already journaling to clear my thoughts, and my mind is still messed up. I have a lot of things going on. Fine, I'll list them down below because I'm such an overthinker, I need a list to organize and solve them like a problem!

I have an in-progress job application overseas; results will come out in 2 weeks. If it's approved, I'll have to pack my things up and go, I know I need growth and I can't always stay in my comfort zone. My comfort zone: me living in my Lola's house, enjoying her meals, sleeping in my own bed, going to work with nice teammates and leader, somehow satisfied with the compensation because the job's somehow easy, and I can get promoted again after 2 months. If it's not approved, I will make my mountaineering event schedules more often, expand and build a strong foundation for this group; also, and build another source of income, an actual business. And, I honestly can't wait to know the result, either way can change my life. Hey, I know, I can't do anything about it for now, but to enjoy the present and avoid thinking of it, geez. Now you know why I go out often with friends now because I might be fucking leaving soon! Also, did you notice that I scheduled a major hike? Haha.

My finances. I think a lot about how I am going to be able to add more sources of income because right now I primarily dedicate it to the basic needs and emergency funds just in case my family will need something. I am tired of being the head of the household, but I know this is what really keeps me going, if you ask me "Bakit ka bumabangon sa umaga?", this is going to be my answer. Whenever I think about my purpose in life, this might be it, dedicated to it.

I believe this is normal, I feel like I am always running out of time, and I have to start today, plan ahead, or go to the places I want to go. I will not always be single, work 9-10 hours a day and get compensated, strong and healthy, I just know life is short and as long as it is bearable, make the most out of it, do what I think I can do, now you know why sometimes I exhaust myself going to places and build relationships. I had spent months and years already hiding in my room, trauma was paralyzing, and I wouldn't let it control my life again. I will go out and make more worthy of my time.

Health, I am working on myself to be as healthy as possible, both mentally and physically. I need to be the best version of myself, I am in the process of keeping up with my life goals to open myself up to new opportunities.

It's now 4:30 in the morning. The details above have been taking up spaces in my brain, I just had to let them out because I've been having difficulty focusing on the present recently.

I hope I will still be able to deal with the consequences of my destructive and emotional behavior lately, I hope there are not so many fusses, I have not been communicating well with my customers recently and have been messing up some of my relationships. Ugh, I know, it will be okay.

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Being On Top Of Your Life Makes Things Rough

Dear World,

I'm going to talk about something that weighs on me and always has. I am often told how reliable I am, and I have zero issues with that. But the thing is, I am known to be reliable because I am "considered" what is always on.

When I say "always on" I am talking like always prepared, always on top of tasks that people give me, the people who never say no and always get stuff done. Those are the bits of a person that is always on.

But if I am honest. It may seem like I make it look easy, but there are things that I sacrifice for to be that person (like sleep). To always be on top of it, this is a great quality, but it is damaging as well. I am always doing something, always working in some way, shape, and form.

Here is an idea of everything I do.

- I take 18 academic credit hours (this current semester)

- I work a part time job, and in need of getting another

- I partake in 3 different major organization on my campus

- I write up too 5-6 different articles a week for my homework that consist of a lot of analysis and annotation

- I also do this, the Odyssey Online

- And manage to workout 3 times a week

My days are at 5:30 am on the days I work out and about 6:30 am on days I don't, and sometimes I sleep in until 7:00 am. Once I do my average morning routine, it is about 9:00 am, and I am off to school to (on Tuesdays and Thursdays) get to class by 9:30. And try to get there early on the other days to get whatever homework I need done, done.

After class, I typically go to work before I go back to class; some days, I don't work, so I do homework. Mondays, I am not done until 5:30 pm, Tuesdays I am not done until 4:00 pm, Wednesdays I am not done until 5:30 pm, Thursdays are great days where I have one class (my other is a hybrid, and we don't meet on Thursdays), so I am done by noon. On Fridays, I work from 11:00 am - 3:30 pm; .

I have plenty of time to do everything. But I don't. I often will get to sleep very late at night, sometimes going as far as only getting an hour of sleep so I can be prepared for the day.

Remember that I do need to eat cause people often forget I am human. I also have a family I live with and a dog I love more than anything. I also have friends who, believe it or not, like to hang out with me. And although I do homework during the day, I still need to complete it. I come home and do homework.

But what about my clubs?

For the Odyssey, I am the Editor-and -Chief, which means I make sure communication runs well with my team; I make certain articles (including mine) get in on time so I can edit them. No biggie, but it takes about a good 2-3 hours from my weekend to get all this done; not too bad.

My other clubs, though... I am the Vice President of Public Relations and Recruitment and the Public Relations Chairman, which, believe it or not, takes up a good 3 hours a week to ensure "I am on top" of everything. I am the Vice President of an advertisement club I helped found on campus; I only do a little work there. Then my office (my work), where I am a Social Media Specialist. It sounds easy, my job, but in order to do it correctly, it involves a lot of planning and developing and working with many people. I attend all events to maintain those our media.

But I love everything I do.

Don't get me wrong, I am not complaining. I want to point out that I do a lot of things in my day, my week, my semester, and basically, my life to make sure I have a resume worth looking at.

So forgive me when I forget one thing; forgive me if I don't have a smile on my face because I am human, I get run down, I get tired, I get sick, and I won't always be "always on."

If you are an always on person, don't worry, there is a lot of us. You aren't alone.

Sincerely,

The Girl Who Doesn't Want To Get Out Of Bed

(originally written by me on October 25, 2016)

#tired #but i am exhausted #mentally exhausted #burn out #always going #always on #slow down

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fluffy-critter · 2 years

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#crosspost #busybee

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dearheartwitcher · 2 years

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all odd numbers for the ask game! :)

oooo!! ok!! under the cut since thats quite a few aksdhfs

who is/are your comfort character(s)?

oh i have quite a few!! i guess i would say in like... chronological order..... john egbert, dave strider, sans + papyrus, geralt + jaskier, and a few of my + my bfs ocs :) if we're also counting like childhood comfort characters, theres also big bird and tigger 🥰

3. do you leave the window open at night?

most nights, yes! if its raining really hard or super super cold i will close it.

5. what color are your eyes?

green! i have a little bit of like... gold color around the insides but its not super visible mostly

7. hair-ties or scrunchies?

i use hair ties! i have lots of thick hair so scrunchies dont usually hold very well. i think theyre rly cute tho

9. which do you prefer, hot coffee or cold coffee?

cold coffee usually 💕

11. favorite extracurricular activity?

reading mostly! drawing and playing games r also up there :) when i was in school i also liked playing my trumpet

13. when was the last time you ate?

a little bit ago! my aunt saved me the drumsticks from a rotisserie chicken she had the other day, i just ate em cold lol. i should have an actual meal soon tho

15. are you a parent? (all answers qualify)

not at all and i have no plans to be

17. are you farsighted or nearsighted?

oh very very nearsighted my eyesight is ATROCIOUS.

19. imagine we’re at a sleepover, would you paint my nails?

um YES obviously, altho i cant guarantee i'd do an Excellent job

21. something you’ve kept since childhood?

lots of things :) lots of toys, my baby blankets, sketchbooks

23. how do you feel about chilly weather?

i like it! i usually like clothes better suited to chilly weather and i haaate being hot and sweaty

25. perfume/body spray or lotion?

mostly i use lotion and body spray :)

27. about how many hours of sleep did you get?

umm maybe 6? sometimes i get a little nap in too

29. how do you like your shower water?

hot but not burning Or in the summer i take a nice lukewarm or cool shower. if its Very hot outside i take a shower as cold as i can get it lol.

31. what type of music keeps you grounded?

thats a good question! i guess i dont really know. i dont think i seek out music that grounds me? or i could be misinterpreting the meaning of "grounding" in this context? i think maybe The Mountain Goats is as close as i can think of :)

33. the last adventure you’ve been on?

hmm. when my bf was visiting me last, we wanted to go bowling and when we got there it turned out to be league night lol. we ended up walking around town and stopping in a couple stores and getting dinner :) not a huge adventure but it was nice

35. what’s your timezone?

pacific!

37. someone in your life, other than a relative, you’ve known for 10+ years?

my friend laney! we met in preschool and were each others best + closest friends for basically all our childhoods. we still talk + hang out sometimes now :)

39. do you use lip balm?

yes! not every day but very often

41. how do you take your coffee?

very sweet 😋 i dont drink coffee at home lol

43. what’s your take on spicy foods?

personally i dont enjoy them very much aksjdfhs i can handle some level of spice i just dont like it the way some ppl do

45. can you remember what happened yesterday?

uh yeah! i hung out with my dogs mostly. my bf was at work and didnt have a very good day. i sent him some doordash when he got home, we watched The Mortuary Collection, and played sims a little bit

47. what was the last message you sent?

uhh lets see. hm. i am sorry to inform you that it was "car reproduction logistics"

49. can you skip rocks?

not super well but yeah!

#this was rly fun ty !!!#asks #stagfriend

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duelistkingdom · 3 years

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i have work at noon and i’m going to be working until 3 am keep me in your prayers

#basically the planned day is from 9 am to 3 am that's so many hours to be awake

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demonslayedher · 3 years

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The Sound Pillar past, I have heard that explore a bit in databook about being ninja.

Also what happened his sibling that still remain.

Also what there react

Combining info from the fanbooks and Chapters 80, 87, and 90 we get the following narrative of Uzui Tengen and his family, as complete as I could fill it in. It's always possible the anime version will expand and give us more, but here's what I've got in chronological format.

Uzui Tengen's father was the leader of their clan, one of a few ninja clans who lived in close community. Ninja were regularly sent on missions, but it is not clear what those missions were. Women and children were also expected to undergo strict training and go on missions, but women were primarily only valued as baby-makers, and it was common for one man to take multiple wives. The wives, at least in the Uzui case, were chosen upon agreements between families. (For more commentary on the unusual and cult-like nature of the Uzui ninja clan, please see this post.) In Chapter 80, Makio recalls how she never used to be afraid of dying because she was so brainwashed to believe her only value as a kunoichi (female ninja) was to put her life on the line in support of the strong male ninja. Tengen is the oldest of nine children. Of note, Fanbook #2 states that he has a mother and father from whom the nine children came, but as multiple wives is the norm in this village and Uzui was 15 when they were forced to fight each other, I think it's reasonable to assume many of them were half-siblings (even if all with one very busy wife, that would make the youngest one only around 7~9 years old or so, by my guess. But, it doesn't seem unreasonable in this clan that an 8-year-old would be expected to take part in this fight.)

Tengen had his three wives by the time he was 15. Since he is 23 when canon takes place and Hinatsuru (from a ninja clan second in rank to the Uzui clan and who has a good balance of core ninja skills) is 21, Makio (physically a highly capable ninja but her short temper causes her to fail her missions and yes, she is Tengen's cousin, please restrain your knee-jerk reactions and accept the cultural difference and move one) is 20, and Suma is 19 (and yes, Fanbook #2 said she likes both men and women), that means his wives were respectively 13, 12, and 11 when they fled the village. As Suma's younger sister was originally the one being considered as a bride, this means they were willing to marry off girls even younger than that. See this post for more commentary on multiple wives in the Taisho period, and as an added note, the legal age for women to marry in Taisho was 16. The Uzui ninja clan was entirely counter-cultural in the first place, though, so this doesn't apply very directly to them. Furthermore, due to their curse, the Ubuyashiki clan had very usually early expectations for children to wed, and they always run a not officially recognized organization. Otherwise, most of the cast seems to follow more usual Meiji/Taisho family patterns. Of the nine siblings, three of them died before Tengen turned 15, simply due to the lifestyle. When Tengen was 15 (clarified according to Fanbook #1), Tengen's father pit the remaining six siblings against each other so that only the strong would remain. They were all concealing their identities and did not know they were fighting their own siblings. According to Fanbook #2, Tengen killed two of them, and his younger brother (second oldest) killed another two, and Tengen was pissed when he realized what was happening. He couldn't bring himself to kill his remaining brother, though that brother was just like their father when it came to his values that only the strong should survive, and he really didn't care about killing his own flesh and blood. This was when Tengen decided he didn't want to live like this, and he took his wives and fled. For a while (according to Fanbook #2), he often said he should go to hell, but this made Makio angry, it made Hinatsuru cry, and it made Suma bite him so he stopped saying that. He did continue to think that he should eliminate the rest of this evil Uzui clan, but he could never bring himself to kill his father and little brother. (So, fanfic writers, grab your pens, we can assume the Uzui clan is still active.) Anyway, once he was free of that lifestyle where he had to constantly hide his presence, he thoroughly rebelled and embraced the flamboyant.

It's unclear when and how Tengen learning Breathing technique. It's possible there was knowledge of this technique in some form or another among the ninja (though his wives don't seem to display it), and it's also possible he learned from a cultivator. Sound is an off-shoot of Thunder, but it's unclear whether Sound was established before he came along, or if he created this Breath to make extra use of his keen hearing. (What I would give to see Tengen/Kuwajima interactions, preferably arguing about which Breath is superior.) It's unclear how much time passed between fleeing the clan and joining the Demon Slayer Corps. Given his ninja skills, as soon as he found out about the Corps (and perhaps by extension, demons), passing the Final Selection was probably a breeze for him. It was either right after the Final Selection (and therefore still waiting for his uniform), or just as he had made up his mind to join the Corp that he declares his new rule to his wives: their lives are #1 priority. #2 priority is morally upright humans, and #3 is Tengen himself.

And they're like, "whaaaaaaaat."

But sure enough they all accept the demon slaying mission, and before long, Tengen and his wives meet Oyakata-sama one fine spring day, I assume upon attaining the rank of Sound Pillar. Oyakata-sama sympathizes with how hard it must had been for Tengen--for all of them--to go against what they were raised to believe, and to fight to protect people in what they've deemed a morally upright course of life. Tengen's like, "this guy gets it" and becomes as big a fanboy as any other Pillar is for Oyakata-sama. It's purely conjecture, but I'm guessing he and Oyakata-sama both were somewhere around age 15~17 at this meeting (again, we don't know how much time has passed since Tengen left the ninja. Due to Kanae and Tengen's shared presence at later flashbacks, he couldn't had been older than 18~19). Tengen goes on to be super popular. The most popular Pillar in the Corp, Taisho Rumor has it. His wives all help on missions too, but there's an agreement that they'll get out and live a happy domestic life once they've bagged an Upper Moon--enough of a contribution to, perhaps, to feel they've atoned for the sins they committed as ninja (or at least, this was how Hinatsuru proposed the idea). Once the arm gets chopped and the eye gets cut, Tengen gains a really good excuse for retiring, but it was just his luck to have declared three Tsuguko within hours of his forced retirement. (Like, I doubt this counts for anything. And if he ever calls them that again his trio of Tsuguko are probably going to be more confused than anybody else.) Anyway, Nezuko brings him back from the brink of poison-induced death and he basically walks home. While still involved in the Corp in training the rank and file members and guarding Kiriya upon his becoming Oyakata-sama (meaning he, like Himejima, was trusted with knowledge in advance about Kagaya's very flamboyant exit plan). After that he truly goes into domestic retirement mode and makes friends with a fellow lop-sided former Pillar, however drab he always thought that person was. He takes enough of a liking to said former Pillar that he brings him along on co-ed hot spring dips and lets him hold his first child. Which of the three wives birthed the first child, we don't know. And then one of his descendants goes on to be a flamboyant gymnast, but still gathers once a year under Ubuyashiki's leadership to perform the Sound Breath forms as a sacred Kagura dance. And we still don't know what became of Tengen's brother. For all we know, modern gymnast Uzui Tenma and his six other siblings regularly avoid explosive attacks on their life from a generations-held promise to eliminate them. PARKOUR---but more flamboyant. (I hope it's obvious that I am being silly here and have no canon basis for this.)

#no where in this did I mention the Muscle Mice #I am disappointed in my myself for I love the Muscle Mice #Uzui Tengen #kny references #kny reference #kny fandom theories and meta #Uzui Hinatsuru #Uzui Makio #Uzui Suma #Kimetsu no Yaiba #Demon Slayer

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thatsgay-writes · 3 years

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Catra x twin!sister reader where reader travels in alot of planets to find her sister and when she landed on etheria she explored the whispering woods and found melog, with their help she found glimmer and she led her to her castle and she finally met her sister. Catra wasn't pleased about it thinking that her family abounded her she just pushes reader away and goes to her room. Reader stays and went to deal with catra. They talked (mostly arguing) and in the end catra and reader hugs and they became very dear friends.

(I'm basically making you a nicer version of Catra with super girl powers (which you don't use in the story) and Lena Luthor as your wife because why not. I am also putting everyone in their early to late 20s... I also forgot to add Melog :( sorry.)

"Space log, day... 2000?" You mumble as you speak into the recorder on your ship. "It's been... 4 years since my son was born. 8 years since my people finally fully integrated with the civilization of our sister planet. 10 years since I renounced my royal title. 12 years since I met the love of my life. 16 years since my home world was destroyed by the Horde and my parents were killed. And... 24 years since I have last seen my baby sister." You breath out, having lost hope after so many years of things going wrong. "Lena and Madden have stayed on the planet Oa while I explore this last planet. It appeared almost 2 years ago and was the last place the Horde had ever been. Who or whatever is on the planet must be powerful." "This... This will be the final planet I explore. I have no hope of seeing my sister again." God you were so tired of the disappointment you felt every time you couldn't find your sister. "Happy 26th birthday." You mumble out as you get closer to the new planet. "End log."

---

"This is spaceship Kr 97. Requesting permission to land. I repeat requesting permission to land." You spoke into your radio, hoping to hear anything back. Maybe this planet didn't have the technology yet for radios? "If anyone can hear me. My name is Y/n and I come in peace. I will be landing my ship on your planet and will wait 2 days before exploring on my own." You say into your radio before putting it back where it had been hanging and controlling your ship into the planets atmosphere. It was a little bit of a bumpy landing but you landed your ship just fine on the outskirts of what seemed to be a forest. You set a 48 hour alarm on your phone. You weren't sure how the people or creatures of the planet told time, so you just stuck with what you knew. It had kept you alive so far anyways.

"Alrighty." You say to yourself as you step off of your ship. You take a deep breath as you feel the yellow sun power you up. "48 hours, let's get to work."

---

You spent the next two days cleaning up in and around your spaceship, setting up a camp, and watching how the forest worked so you knew what you could eat and what you couldn't. You had been sitting on the ground relaxing when you hear your timer go off. You click the loud noise off and stand up, grabbing the bag you had prepared. While learning the forest, you had seen some villages that seemingly lead towards somewhere and you had decided that the best course of action was to hop from village to village to see if their was a kingdom or something of that nature that you could get into contact with. You just hoped everyone was nice and that this wouldn't be a hard planet to navigate.

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The first town you enter seems to be a farming village. You can tell because you had to walk through fields and saw, what you assume, were the livestock on the planet. You stood behind some trees for a while as you assessed how the villagers acted. You watched as kids ran around playing with their friends, shopkeepers and homeowners leaving their windows open in the nice weather, clearly not scared of being robbed. You decide that it's safe enough to enter and you have your powers to back you up incase things go wrong. It was weird because the planet had 3 moons and only 1 sun, usually planets had the suns out number moons but it was enough. You fix your cloak over your ears and tuck them back so they wouldn't be noticeable or a defining characteristic if things went sideways.

You walk slowly through the village, having expected to get some attention from your large black robe. And you do get some curious looks but it's mainly all friendly smiles. You are almost halfway through the village, aiming to enter one of the shops and ask around, when a something hits your leg. You look down and see a ball a few inches in front of your foot. You pick it up, making sure to retract your claws, and hold it out to the toddler who was staring at you and his ball. "Here you go." You say to him as you hold the ball out and shake it a little so his attention goes to it. He waddles up to you and takes the ball from you. He stares at it for a few seconds before making motions with his hands, wanting you to hold him.

Without hesitating, you pick him up and hold him close to your chest. "Where is your mother, kitten?" You ask him as he reaches up to play with your ear that were still under your hood. "Kitty!" He squeals as he knocks the hood off your head and you hear an audible gasp from behind you. "Oh my gosh, Catra I am so sorry! We didn't think you were visiting till next week. We would have prepared a feast for you and the rest of the princesses." You turn around and see an elderly looking man, who's eyes widen at the sight of you. "Have you gotten taller and cut your hair again?" He asks confused. You give him a small smile, "I'm sorry but I'm not this Catra you speak of. Are you saying there is someone similar looking to me on your planet?" You ask and the man gives you a weird look when you call it his planet but slowly nods his head. You feel hope for the first time in years and eagerly ask the man if you could stay near the town till she came next week. He gave you a bit of a weird look, not sure who you were now and unsure of your intentions, even though your reaction was positive. "Sure."

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After returning the toddler to his mother, you basically sprinted back to your ship in excitement. "Lena! Lena!" You shout happily into the radio on your ship. Time is a little different on the planet as the sun was just starting to set but it would already be completely dark on Oa. But by your clock it was only 9, so Lena and Madden should still be awake. "Y/n?" You hear your name crackle through the radio and a smile appears on your face. "Lena you'll never believe it! There is someone on this planet that supposedly looks just like me and vice versa!" You say into the radio, feeling like a kid on Nova day. "I think it's her... I hope its her." You say as you image seeing your sister again for the first time in 24 years. "I'm so happy for you y/n! We will start making preparations to join you soon." You bite your lip in thought. "Maybe you should wait... I just wouldn't want to overwhelm her, you know?" You can almost hear Lena nodding on the other end of the phone. "That makes sense, we'll plan to leave by the end of the week if everything goes well."

"Geez I love you so much." You mumble with a wide grin. "And Madden too. Is he still up?" "No he fell asleep a few minutes before you radioed, he spent all day playing." "Oh well, tell him I love him and I'll radio back in the morning." "Okay, bye." "Bye."

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"We need to be very careful about this." Glimmer says as she and the best friend squad enter the village who sent a letter the day before about someone who looked like Catra in their village. "We already knew that there were other people out there but as we already know not all of them are friendly." Catra walks next to Adora, numbly nodding along. Could this be it? Could she finally learn where she came from? Everyone else in the Horde had been born into it and Adora had come through a portal but no one really knew where Catra was from. "Are you okay?" Adora asked as she squeezed Catra's hand, nervous at how silent her girlfriend was. Catra just mutely nods back.

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"This planet is simply marvelous!" The group hears you laugh out after being greeted by the village leader. "They look almost just like you Catra." Bow comments as they watch your tall figure move around as you play with the kids of the village and let them climb all over you. "Y/n!" You hear someone call your name and turn to see the village leader standing with a group of people and... Catra. They watch as you freeze and let your mouth fall open in shock. You set the kids down and encourage them to go play together. You walk towards the group with a smile. You go down the line of friends shaking their hands and introducing yourself, ignoring their looks of surprise, before finally reaching Catra. "Wow..." You breathe out in absolute awe. You can feel your eyes get misty the longer you stare at her. "You look so much like mom." You say with a watery laugh that completely sets Catra off.

"Who are you?" She asks as she pushes her finger into your chest making you take a step back. "What? Catra, I'm your sibling. I thought the similarities would make that clear." She glares at you and you can feel the whole village watching the interaction. "Just because we look similar doesn't mean anything." You move quickly and grab her right hand and hold it up next to your left one, both birthmarks showing.

You watch as Catra freezes. Her face and body come to a complete stop as her eyes flicker between the identical birthmarks and your face. "I know you must have questions and I do too. But I have spent the last 8 years going all across the galaxy looking for you and right now all I want is a hug... Please?" You get out as you let go of Catra's hand only for her to push you away one last time and storm into a temporary tent that had been set up for the best friend squad.

You take a second to take a breath before following after her. "I wouldn't follow after her, she needs time to cool down." A blonde, Adora, said to you as she placed a hand on your should to stop you. "I've dealt with people with anger issues before." You say as you brush her hand off. "I know how to handle this." You say and walk towards the tent again, not giving anyone a chance to stop you.

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"You can't hide away in here sister." You say as you enter the tent, dodging a pillow that was thrown at your head. "Don't call me that." She mumbled angrily. "And why not, you are my sister are you not? I mean everyone saw the birth mark." Catra stands up angrily. "If you were my sister, you would have spent longer than 8 years looking for me! And how can you even compare me to this "mom" that I know absolutely nothing about!? Where are they anyways, huh? Where's great old mom and dad that I have spent the last 25 years not knowing about!" She unloads onto you and your feel your heartbreak at how disheveled she looked. You shouldn't have assumed everything would be smiles and laughs when the two of you first met.

"26." "Huh?" "You're... We're 26. Our birthday was 2 days ago." "So I don't even know my own birthday!" Catra explodes. "Get out." She says suddenly and quietly. "What?" "I said get out." She repeats and you shake your head at her. "I'm not leaving." You watch as Catra's hair stand up. "I am giving you one last warning, get out now or I will do something I might not regret." You cross your arms and stare her down. "I have spent the last 8 years planet hopping with my family looking for you. I. Am. Not. Leaving."

Catra jumps at you suddenly, attempting to scratch, hit, kick, do anything to make you leave the tent. Instead of doing what she wanted, you just wrapped her in a tight hug and sat on the ground. You stay like that for a while, her trying to hold back sobs and angry tears before finally letting go and you just rubbing circles on her back to try and calm her down. "Why?" Is all she says after almost an hour of being in that position. "Why what?" "Why now?" You let out a sad sigh at her question. "Mom and Dad are dead, killed by the Horde Prime and his followers when I was 10." You can feel Catra flinch at how blunt you were and the fact that she had worked for the Horde only a few years ago. "You had already been missing for 8 years at that point, multiple search teams being sent out but none could find you." You squeeze Catra tighter as you feel yourself relive all the grief that you carried for the past 16 years.

"I managed to get most of our people off the planet and to our sister planet before the Horde completely destroyed everything. Got everyone situated on that planet, met the love of my life, renounced my claim to any throne, and finally I started looking for you." It's silent for a few minutes as Catra absorbed everything you said. "So..." You asked as you wiped your tears off your face. "What about you?"

You and Catra spent the rest of the night and next day sharing stories about your childhood and how differently but similar the two of you had grown up. You even got to tease her about Adora and the fact that you were, technically, her older sister by 2 minutes. You were also very excited when you got to show Catra around the ship you had taken to get to Etheria.

---

"So I am guessing everything went well?" Lena asked over the radio after you finally called her about coming to Etheria. "It was a little rocky at the beginning but we smoothed things over... She's great Lena, you guys are gonna love each other." You say with a giant smile on your face as you look at Catra who was relaxing in the copilot seat next to you.

#Catra x reader #x reader #spop #spop x reader #she ra and the princess of power fanart #she ra and the princesses of power x reader #platonic

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larrysballetslippers · 3 years

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Hey, I saw you write fictions. Could you help me understand how to go about writing fictions and what are the basic steps? I want to write a larry fiction but english isn't my first language and my vocabulary isn't advanced. I, however, do want to give a try maybe a short fiction. How do formulate a fiction? I have some ideas but I can't divide them into chapters and generate enough scenes. I have tried to write sometimes but it's always a dead end and I don't know to proceed.

Personally I like how read story where there's seeding in every chapter with some backstory which gradually gets revealed. I am into a/b/o phase right now and want to write a good story with basic yet great plotline which keep my readers hooked.

I have so many questions to ask. Sorry for this long ask and Thank you if you respond.

Hey sweetie. How do I say this without sounding self-deprecating? I'm still a beginner, I technically wrote two fics. I'm currently working on my first "advanced" fic, which means I'm still learning, A LOT. I can't really be a teacher right now, but I can give you some tips. I can help you with what I learned since I started writing and link some good blogs/posts. This is going to be long, so cut.

First, some tips.

1. There are so many superior writers out there, but everyone has to start somewhere.

You can't start writing with the idea you're the greatest writer on the planet. I wrote down my first story when I was eight. Did it have a good plot? No. Did it have well thought out characters? Absolutely not. Did I make a story inspired by my favourite superhero show? Yes. It was probably 300 words max and with horrible grammar. I'm a very imaginative person, so I make stories up in my head, but that was the first one I wrote down. I haven't written much since then, just some school projects and little things here and there. I only started really writing in April, I think. It was rough, but fun. It was a canon-compliant story, so it didn't need that much planning out, I thought. When I finished, I was so proud. Then I started my second fic and I realized my first wasn't the best. I was so sad when I read it back, disappointed it didn't turn out the way I had in mind. But I shook it off, realized it was my first fic, EVER. So I shouldn't put myself down. You have to start writing to get good, you can't expect to be Jane Austin without putting one word down. Don't COMPARE yourself to others.

2. Plot is never truly original.

Like music, there isn't somsthing like an original plot. Everything is taken from something else. Every plot in the world has taken inspiration from somewhere else. You can write an a/b/o fic with a spy theme, it's very clever, but not original. You've taken an a/b/o plot and combined it with a spy plot. Don't be afraid to write a cliche plot, it's about the way you write it. That's why no two fics are the same, the writer is different.

3. Find a beta you trust.

When I first started the first part of my fic (it was a series), I didn't know what a beta really did, so I asked someone to correct my grammar and that was that. In the second and third part of that fic I didn't even do that, I tried to correct everything myself. Part 4 of my series I asked a beta to help me, it was wonderful. It's the best part of my whole fic and I'm forever grateful for that beta. We weren't the best match, so we couldn't continue working together. The fic I'm writing now is much longer than anything I ever written, so I needed a good and available beta. I found one, the angel of all angels. You need to find someone that will help you with your story, but also encourage when you feel like complete trash. Believe me, you will. It's important you have someone to brainstorm with and laugh with over your your character's dumb jokes.

4. Your English is better than you think.

I'm not a native English speaker, shocker right? No, I'm joking, I'm not the best. BUT I'm understandable, right? That's important. You don't need to have fancy words to write a story. Use the words you know and if you want to improve your vocabulary, do that, with time. You don't need to be an native speaker in a day, it takes time. I'll link some good sites for vocabulary.

5. Read more fics

A good way to improve your vocabulary, read more fics. You clearly enjoy it, use it to improve yourself. Not only for vocabulary but for the plot, characterization, world-building, etc. Take in the things you want to remember, forget the rest.

6. Copy and paste

Maybe a bad thing to say, but copy and paste things you like. If there's a sentence in a fic or book you like, copy it. Of course, don't just paste it in your fic, but take inspiration out of it. Why do you like it so much? Why does it come over so good? Any words you want to use? Is the structure of the sentence appealing? Think about it, so you can improve your fic. Especially with areas you struggle with, take a look at other works.

7. Smut is scary, but don't be scared to try.

Is smut something you want to write? You don't have to, but if you want, don't be scared. As someone who wrote two smut scenes in her life, I'm struggling, but I'm trying. Take all the tips above this and just try. Things may go terribly wrong, but that's why you're practising.

8. Research research research!

Things like smut, fantasy, minority groups. You can't just write about it without any knowledge, research it. Articles, youtube videos, blogs on tumblr, etc. A simple kiss scene can be difficult if you have no knowledge about it, read people's first kiss stories or something like that. Want to try and write BDSM, read about it on a BDSM blog. Research the heck out of it.

9. Just to say it again. DON'T COMPARE YOURSELF WITH OTHERS.

Just to summarise, you're you, don't try to be someone else. You're writing style isn't worse than someone else's, it's just different. It makes your work recognisable, your text original, your hours of writing easier. Someone told me I can write young people really well, I owned it. Find what you're good at and own it.

Now that I have given you some important tips to start, I'll answer your question. How to go about writing fiction?

Everyone is different first of all, so please don't take my word for it. This is my routine, I just made up.

1. What do you want to write?

Is it your own idea, a prompt, a fic fest, an exchange?

2. What universe does take part in?

Does take place in the real world or a fantasy world? The past, present or future? Realistic or supernatural? Which country?

3. What is the goal?

Are they supposed to be lovers at the end? Do they have to defeat something/someone? A quest? Where do you want to end the story?

4. Where does it start?

Where does your story start? At the birth of your characters? In the future and you work your way back? In the middle? When your important characters meet each other for the first time?

5. What does it take to get from start to finish?

What happens in the story? What developments happen? Is it a road trip and your characters need to get closer, how do they do that?

6. What are some subplots you want to add?

Are there things that don't really matter for your goal, but you want to add? Friends to lovers but maybe they help someone's mom out one day.

7. Who are your characters?

Their personalities, appearances, quirks, relationships.

8. Who is the protagonist?

Who is the story about? Who is the main character?

9. In whose point of view is it?

Who is telling the story? You, the protagonist, the love interest, a random bystander, etc?

10. Outline.

Write down what you want to do with your story. Every scene needs to be written down. You can always change it of course.

11. Write, write and write.

Take all the tips and write.

I want to give you some links I always use. I will also recommend some blogs.

This tool lets you describe a concept and get back a list of words and phrases related to that concept: https://www.onelook.com/thesaurus/

This article about body language: https://www.writerswrite.co.za/cheat-sheets-for-writing-body-language/

This tumblr post about body language: https://badassunicorn2016.tumblr.com/post/145725344712/writing-tip-june-4th

This article for alternatives for 'said': https://owlcation.com/humanities/400-Alternative-words-for-said

This tumblr post about writing smut: https://larryficsvol28.tumblr.com/post/660062510531182592/smut-101-a-tutorial-for-beginners

This tumblr post about how to make smut sound sexy:https://larryficsvol28.tumblr.com/post/658604597068365824/making-smut-sound-sexy

This tumblr post about turning ideas into a story: https://larryficsvol28.tumblr.com/post/659430707796557824/i-get-lots-of-ideas-for-stories-which-are-just

I have some blogs you can follow that talk about writing.

This podcast blog @roseanddaggerpodcast

This blog has a podcast too and some good fic recs @allwaswell16

These writing blogs @ficsex @writingquestionsanswered @bhficfest https://wordsnstuffblog.com/

Some veterans writers and also have some good fic recs @twopoppies @justalarryblog @kingsofeverything @louandhazaf @hershelsue @lululawrence @pocketsunshineharry @fearlesslysweetcreature @indiaalphawhiskey

I hope I could help you a little. In some weird way I helped myself, hehe. I hope you can finally write the story you want. If you ever have any questions, just come by. I don't know if I can always help you, but I'll try!! Good luck!!

#writing tips #mine #I'm so honoured someone would ask me this #I hope I could help #anon asks #asks #I hope there are no typos in this thing #look at me giving advice 😌😌

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danielxricciardo · 3 years

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Prompts

1. "Hi, my ex just walked in. Would you hold my hand please?"

2. "I didn't expect to see you here."

3. "Have you seen this dog?"

4. “That mouth of yours, does it ever stop making noise”

5. “Seven minutes in heaven is for virgin teenagers”

6. “Slam that door one more time and I’ll shove my foot straight up your cute ass”

7. “Jesus! Knock next time would you”

8. “You have money go and get yourself a hoodie that’s not mine”

9. "I hate roses, I thought you knew"

10. "Do you think I am an angel? Ha"

11. "I wanted to sleep but someone decided to die"

12. "I can kill you right now, what are you talking about?"

13. "Hi, I am lost, can you come after me?"

14. "When I first saw you I wanted to date your best friend"

15. "I am so funny and you are just jealous"

16. "If I have to choose... no"

17. "Stop breathing like that!"

18. "I just did my nails"

19. "I'm the best driver în the world"

20. "Will you marry me?" "No"

21. "I think I broke my arm" "So?"

22. "I think I love you" "Thanks"

23. "My arms are lonely, don't you think?"

24. "Apparently we are dating"

25. “Well it’s kind of hard to move when you’re sitting on my lap”

26. "Those things you said yesterday, did you mean them?"

27. "If we elope, you think they'll kill us?"

28. "This is yours"

29. "You can’t just kiss me, laugh and then walk away."

30. "Are you using ass as a pillow?"

31." I find your lack of faith disturbing."

32. "And I took it personally"

33. "In here I am the boss"

34. "Oh, bite me!" "Where?"

35. "What will you do if we break up?"

36. "Where is my T-shit?"

37. "This is no time for sarcastic comments." "There is always time for sarcastic comments."

38. "I’ll keep quiet, you won’t even know I’m here."

39. "The way you flirt is just awful"

40. "Don’t be fooled. I’m the epitome of mess."

41. " If you are on TV should I congratulate you?"

42. "And this, is why we can’t have nice things."

43. "That's what he said"

44. "I am scared of your boss"

45. "You should know, a lot of girls have a crush on me"

46. "Everyone is afraid of you"

47. "If I'm watching that movie one more time I'll lose my fucking mind!"

48. "I thought being on vacation will be stress free"

49. "My parents don't trust you"

50. "I don't think I should give my last name so easily"

51. “I really wish I could unsee that.”

52. “Who would’ve guessed we’d be sharing a room.”

53. “I feel like you have an unhealthy obsession with me.”

54. “Nah he’s fine, it’s the other one you really got to watch out for.”

55. “I have a suggestion.” “I’m not taking my clothes off so forget it.”

56. “You’re the genius, why don’t you tell me?”

57. “Have I ever told you your accent makes me swoon?” “Really?” “No.” He/she smiles. “ that’s why I’ve never told you.”

58. “I’m alive? How am I still alive?”

59. “You’re crazy! I love it!”

60. “Never have I ever is about to get a lot more interesting.”

61. “What did they do?” “Dude. They did the do.”

62. "You can’t keep pretending it didn’t happen, cause guess what? It did!"

63. "Well this is awkward."

64. "Im too sober for this."

65. "Im pregnant." "Wall done, Virgin Mary!"

66. " I want to protect you."

67. "Kill that spider and maybe I'll forgive you"

68. "I have no one to go to the wedding"

69. "Don’t you dare touch _______!"

70. "I thought you were dead!"

71. "This is, without a doubt, the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course I’m in."

72. "Take care of you, please"

73. "If your best friend single?"

74. "Just remember, if we get caught, you’re deaf and I don’t speak English."

75. "Why does everyone assume we're a couple?"

76. "Im craving something sweet" "Are you pregnant or something?"

77. " What is the magic word?" "I'll kill you în your sleep"

78. "When I see you my knees get weak"

79. "Finally you're single. Can I take you on a date?"

80. " So, I guess you don’t do after hours?"

81. "I know what I'm doing, I've watched two whole seasons of Grey's Anatomy."

82. "I can't believe I'm stuck here with you right now."

83. "Okay, this did not go as I planned it in the shower."

84. "I'm not going to sit around and watch you destroy yourself."

85. "You were my best friend"

86. "You did what?"

87. "Can you just pretend to love me for a second!"

88. "You are enough"

89. "Take the shirt off"

90. "Your nickname is bitch"

91. "What do you want to watch?" "You"

92. "How could you ask me that?"

93. "Your mouth does this thing and I can't resist it"

94. "Are you allowed to drink?"

95. "I said Im done, leave me alone!"

96. "Don’t raise your fucking voice at me”

97. “Yeah, I remember the drill”

98. “Tell me again, slowly this time, why that dog is in my bed.”

99. “Gave you so much, but it wasn’t enough.”

100. “You and me, we were destined to fall apart.”

101. “No, you don’t know who you are until somebody breaks your heart.”

102. “I want to tell you everything. The words I never got to say the first time around.”

103. “It’s better to feel pain, than nothing at all.”

Song lyrics prompts

1. “It’s the little things about us, that I love so much.”

2. “Last night I told you I loved you // woke up blamed it on the vodka”

3. “It’s a better place since you came along”

4. “You make me love the things I hate “

5. Just a paper sheet and half a cigarette are left in my hand

6. Your faith walks on broken glass

7. "And can you teach me how to dance real slow?"

8. "I'll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe"

9. "One night, you won't forget the rest of your life"

10. "We only said goodbye with words"

11. "I'll try to give you love until the day you drop"

12. "I like the pretty boys with the bow tie"

13. "Lets get drunk forget what we did"

14. Your kisses lift me higher

15. When you're ready we can share the wine

16. "And if you don't love me now you will never love me again"

17. "Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated?"

18. "When there's nothing to lose and there's nothing to prove"

19. She's the kind of girl who only asks you over when its raining, just to make you lie there catching water dripping from the ceiling.

20. Now I understand, you're a human, and you got to lie, you're a man

21. The good and the bad times: we've been through them all.

22. Now I ain't educated but I sure ain't stupid

23. I grew up in the shoes they told me I could fill

24. It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep

25. A lover would just complicate my plans

26. And in the morning, i’ll be with you, but it will be a different kind

27. My heart is yours, it’s you that i hold on to

28. And with one kiss, you inspired a fire of devotion that lasts for twenty years

29. I let go of my claim on you, it’s a free world

30. I’m in my bed, and you’re not here and there’s no one to blame, but the drink in my wandering hands

31. Cause you gave me peace and i wasted it, I’m here to admit that you were my medicine

32. Oh, dear diary, i met a boy, he made my doll heart light up with joy. Oh, dear diary, we fell apart, welcome to the life of electra heart

33. For you, I would cross the line, I would waste my time, I would lose my mind

34. Is it really me you're missing?

35. Remember that night?

36. How many times can I break till I shatter?

37. As long as I breathe, I’ll call you my home

38. "You wouldn't know love if it crushed your fucking chest."

39. "When we scream our lips don't make a sound."

40. "Please don't let me sink, wrap your arms around me and carry me home."

41. "This hasn't torn us apart so nothing ever will."

42. "A long time ago we believed that we were united."

43. "I miss the person that you were but I don't miss you."

44. "If home is where the heart is, why do I feel so fucking heartless?"

45. "I can't live, I can't breathe with or without you just go away."

46. "I'm not afraid to die, I'm afraid I'll survive and have to watch you suffer."

47. "I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away."

48. "I'm not like you I just fuck up."

49. "All because of you I believe in angels, not the kind with wings, no not the kind with halos. The kind that bring you home when home becomes a strange place."

50. "I just want to go to sleep and never wake up again."

51. “I wish people liked me more.”

52. “How could I ever love someone else?”

53. “I guess you’re getting everything you want.”

54. “She probably gives you butterflies.”

55. “I hope that you’re okay.”

56. “I defended you to all my friends.”

57. “I never cared about what they say, only care about me and you”

58. “Either way i’m gonna lose, so i’m just gonna keep on loving you”

59. “You know i’m bad at communication, it’s the hardest thing for me to do”

60. “Iwas your lover, i was your friend, now I’m only just someone you call when it’s late enough to forget”

61. “It’s fucked up but it’s true that i love you like i do”

62. “Well we both had nights waking up in strangers beds but i don’t wanna, don't wanna, i don’t wanna give up yet”

63. “Tell me I’ve got it wrong somehow.”

64. “I’m begging for you to take my hand.”

65. “I can’t make it go away by making you the villain.”

66. “He feels like home.”

67. “I’d be breaking all my rules to see you.”

68. “But I know you’re not scared of anything at all.”

69. “When can I come back?”

70. “I’m ready to owe you anything”

71. “I’ll always look best in your head”

72. “I know you know it’s wrong, but I’m ready”

73. “All I ever want is breaking me apart.”

74. “Let's talk sweetly like all our love is false.”

75. “You put a fire in my heart, painted blood on my stars, gave me faith.”

76. “I wanna meet your girlfriend, she sounds nice.”

77. “How is kissing me so wrong?“

78. “Can’t you see that I’m already yours?”

79. “I’ve been losing track of the romantic sh*t I’m tryna say but basically I love you"

80. “I don’t wanna be your friend, I wanna kiss your lips, I wanna kiss you until I lose my breath”

81. “I apologize for all your tears, I wish I could be different but I’m still growing up into the one you can call your love”

82. “I’m out of my head, of my heart, of my mind cause you can run but you can’t hide, I’m gonna make you mine”

83. "I never loved someone the way that I love you"

84. "It's the way that you know what I thought I knew, it's the beat that my heart skips when I'm with you"

85. "I hope she gettin' better sex, hope she ain't fakin' it like I did, babe"

86. “I know we’re young and people change and we may never feel the same”

87. “I can’t change the world, but maybe I’ll change your mind”

88. "You don't own me. Don't tie me down 'cause I'd never stay."

89. "Leave everything that is worth a single cent and just take me instead."

90. "And then I got you off your knees, put you right back on your feet, just so you can take advantage of me."

91. "Hey, I can't let you go with nobody. Cause I love you, baby."

92. "Tell me that it wasn't my fault and that I was enough for you."

93. "We were good at faking forever, I get it, whatever."

94. "Cause you had your chance and you blew it. Yeah, you ripped it up and you chewed it."

95. "Well, I'm too busy for your business. Go find a girl who wants to listen."

96. "Stop looking at me with those eyes, like I could disappear and you wouldn't care why."

97. "Oh, we could do whatever you want, but boy, don't go falling in love, you can't stay with me, all you'll ever have is one day with me"

98. "I pray the medication slow me down, but that shit doesn't work when you're around"

99. "Told her that I loved her once and now she'd kill for me"

100. "What the tell were we? Tell me we weren't just friends"

Who I write for

Formula 1

Daniel Ricciardo

Lewis Hamilton

Max Verstappen

Charles Leclerc

Esteban Ocon

Carlos Sainz

Lando Norris

Lance Stroll

Sebastian Vettel

Mick Schumacher

Pierre Gasly

George Russel

Football

Erling Haaland

Jadon Sancho

Giovanni Reyna

Jude Bellingham

Julian Brandt

Marco Reus

Roman Bürki

Emre Can

Mats Hummels

Leon Goretzka

Joshua Kimmich

Kai Havertz

Mason Mount

Christian Pulisici

Ben Chilwell

Gerard Pique

João Félix

Ianis Hagi

Alex Oxlade-Chamberlain

Trent Alexander-Arnold

Virgil van Dijk

Jens Petter Hauge

Martin Ødegaard

Alexander Sørloth

#f1 imagine #f1 x reader #imagine #fanfiction #formula 1 #football #my prompts #soccer #erling haaland #daniel ricciardo #max verstappen #charles leclerc #carlos sainz jr #lando norris #lance stroll #lewis hamilton #premier league #bundesliga #grand prix

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