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guccifrog · 3 months

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WRONG NUMBER P12

matt sturniolo x f!reader

idk what to feel about this one tbh 🤓

y/n's pov

"Here," Chris said handing me a soda can, I took it and nodded my thanks. We've been all sitting in the waiting room for the past four hours, since I got to the hospital first thing in the morning, no one was allowed to see Matt. My heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest, every time the doctors opened the door.

Nick sat wide awake, his head resting on my shoulder as I stroked his hair back from his forehead. His eyes never left the door, and every time it swung open, he tensed. Chris was sitting on the floor next to us, his head in his hands. He kept checking his phone, only to sigh and put it away again. The triplets' mom, whose name I learned was Marylou, sat across from us with their dad. Her eyes were red from crying, but she tried to keep a brave face on for her kids.

The clock on the wall ticked loudly, the seconds seeming to drag on for an eternity. I glanced at Nick, trying to think of something to say to take his mind off the waiting, but every time I opened my mouth, my voice caught in my throat.

Marylou shifted in her seat and glanced at me, then back at her Nick. She caught my eye for a moment and gave me a small, sad smile. I really wanted to go over and hug her, to tell her that everything would be okay, but I didn't know what to say to someone who was facing what they were facing.

The door suddenly opened, and a doctor came out, her expression serious. My stomach clenched in fear as she walked over to us. "I'm sorry to say," she began, her voice quiet but firm, "that the surgery was not successful." Nick's head shot up, his eyes wide with disbelief. "The patient has sustained too much damage, and his organs have begun to shut down. We've done everything we can, but…" She trailed off, unable to finish the sentence.

I felt like the world had stopped spinning as the doctor spoke those words. Is that it? Is this how it ends? it's that simple?

Nick started to shake uncontrollably, his eyes filling with tears. He buried his face in my shoulder, sobbing uncontrollably. I wrapped my arms around him, unable to believe what I was hearing. Chris threw his arms around us both, sobbing into Nick's hair. Marylou and her husband both cried silently, their faces twisted in pain.

"Can we at least see him?" Marylou asked, her voice shaking. The doctor nodded, motioning for us to follow her. Nick clung to me, as we walked down the hall. I squeezed his hand reassuringly, wishing there was something I could do to make this better.

The room was dimly lit, and machines were beeping in the background. The hospital bed was elevated, and a body lay under the thin white sheet. Nick's body went limp in my arms as he realized it was his brother. His sobs grew louder. Chris squeezed past us, falling to his knees beside the bed. He reached out and pulled the sheet back.

"What the fuck?" I gasped as I looked at the body that was under the sheet. That's not Matt, it's someone else. It was an old man's body. The room spun, and I felt like I was going to throw up. "Oh my god," I heard Chris say, his voice cracking. "Is this some kind of joke?"

Nick was still sobbing into my shoulder, oblivious to what had just happened. Marylou knelt beside the bed, her hands clutching the sheets. The doctor walked over to us, her expression grim. "We're so sorry, There's been a mix-up. We'll go find your son immediately." She turned and practically ran out of the room. Nick looked up from my shoulder, confused. "What do you mean, a mix-up?"

Chris, still staring at the body on the bed, said, "I don't understand. That's not Matt. I'm sure that this isn't even his room." He turned to the other doctor. "Who's body is that?"

The doctor paused, his face pale. "I…I don't know. The records show that he was supposed to be here, but…it's not him." He looked at us, his eyes filled with fear and regret. "I'm so sorry, we'll try to fix this"

Nick pulled away from me, his face a mix of anger and disbelief. "Fix this? How do you fix something like this?!" He pointed to the body on the bed. "That's not my fucking brother! Where is he?!"

Marylou took a deep breath and tried to calm him down. "Nick, we need to stay calm. The doctor is going to find out what happened and make sure Matt is okay. Let's just try to wait here." She squeezed his hand, but he pulled it away, pacing back and forth.

The doctor returned a short while later, her expression grave. "We've identified the body as belonging to a man named Matthew Williams. He was admitted to the hospital under a false name, and the records were somehow switched with your son's. We've notified the police, and they're investigating the situation." I stared at her, My face a mask of disbelief and horror. "I am so, so sorry for this mistake. We'll do everything we can to find your son and get this sorted out."

Nick collapsed into a chair, his head in his hands. Chris knelt beside him, trying to comfort him. Marylou looked from Nick to the doctor, her face pale. "Do you have any idea where our son might be?" she asked, her voice shaking. The doctor shook her head, her expression pained."Not yet. We'll alert all the hospitals in the area and work with the police to locate him as quickly as possible."

As the minutes turned into hours, the waiting room seemed to close in on them. Nick paced back and forth, unable to sit still. Chris tried to stay calm, but the anxiety was evident in his voice when he spoke to the doctors. Marylou sat in a chair, her face pale. The silence was broken only by the occasional sob from Nick or the beeping of the machines in the hallway.

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ashwhowrites · 1 year

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Hi, I would like to make a kinda specific request please? It can be with either Steve or Eddie (or both, if that's an option....)

Basically, it takes me a while to ✨️finish✨️, and my ex always made me feel really bad about it. He'd get kinda huffy and make it obvious he was over it so I got really good at faking it. (I think I only actually ever finished once with him tbh, and that's cause I was the only doing it.)

So I was thinking reader either fakes and whoever realizes she faked it, or maybe she keeps pushing off having sex or them doing anything to her cause she doesn't want to be a burden?

If you feel comfortable and end up filling this, thank you in advance! I adore your writing <3

Oh girrrrllll we can definitely do BOTH

My first steddie take so I'm going to try my best. Not proofread

Smut 18+

Y/N successfully avoided sex with her boyfriend's for a decent while. Letting them help each other out, saying she thinks it's hot to touch herself while they fuck each other.

She knew she'd have to have an honest conversation with them one day, she just wasn't ready for that yet.

But three months have passed and she could see her boyfriends were desiring her badly. They'd fuck each other but their eyes stayed on her. She felt bad for being so scared to talk to them.

She watched as Eddie was on his back, moaning loudly as Steve was pounding into him. As usual Steve and Eddie were watching her as she fingered herself, across the room.

"babygirl can you please try to join us today?" Eddie asked, Steve slowed his thrusts, watching her closely, but still deep inside Eddie. Her fingers slipped out of herself. Anxiety filling her.

The boys quickly caught the change in her eyes, looking at each other in a silent agreement. Steve slipped out of Eddie, hissing at the cold air. Eddie sat up and patted the spot next to him.

Y/N took a deep breath and walked over, sitting next to Eddie silently. Steve sat across from her.

"talk to us baby. What's wrong?" Steve asked, hand touching her knee softly. Eddie laced his fingers with hers.

"It's just...it takes me a while...to you know..finish?" She said quietly

"is that supposed to be bad?" Eddie asked. Steve gave him a glare

"well I mean I just don't see that as a bad thing? " Eddie tried to explain

"baby that doesn't matter to us. We just want to make you feel good. We love you and want to connect with you on that deeper level." Steve explained

"I'm sorry. I just didn't know how to bring it up." She explained looking at her beautiful boyfriends who smiled at her.

"that's okay. No need to apologize." Eddie said kissing her cheek.

"do you want to try?" Steve asked, eyes hopeful.

She felt herself smile and nodded, biting her lip.

"lay back baby." Steve said running his fingertips over her skin, smiling as the goosebumps filled her skin

"what do you say if Steve eats that pretty pussy out and you suck me off?" Eddie asked in her ear. She moaned as his hot breath covered her ears. She nodded fast.

"thatta girl." Eddie smirked. Nodding to Steve with a wink.

Steve placed himself between her thighs, spitting on her clit and rubbed it in. She moaned at his fingers smearing his spit on her clit. Already worked up from fingering herself earlier.

Eddie sat above her head, dripping his balls into her mouth softly, she hummed as she sucked on the skin. He watched as her mouth sucked his balls, moaning and finally getting to feel her. He pulled out his balls and looked down at her.

"ready gorgeous?" He asked

"yes daddy." He smirked at the name, he leaned down to kiss her wet lips.

Sitting back up he slipped his cock between her lips, going inch by inch. Trying not to shove himself down her throat.

She doesn't think she's felt this good in a while. The feeling of Steve shoving his tongue deep into her, his nose brushing against her clit.

The feeling of Eddie's thick cock slipping down her throat. She's happy she finally gave in.

"feeling good gorgeous?" Steve asked, slipping three thick fingers into her.

Eddie moved his cock out of her mouth so she could answer.

"fuck yes. Please keep going." She whined.

Eddie shoved his cock back into her throat, moaning as he hit the back of it. Hearing her gag and choke had Eddie closer than ever.

Steve was eating her out in a way she's never felt. His fingers were so deep and hitting the right spots, his mouth sucking on her clit was amazing. She moaned around Eddie's cock.

"baby I'm gonna cum." Eddie warned, moving his cock out of her mouth except for the tip.

"swallow it like a good girl for daddy." He whined. She moaned around him as an answer and he was cumming.

"FUCK SHIT. THAT'S IT....OH THAT'S IT." he screamed, painting her throat with his cum. He slipped out, feeling his cock go limp.

"god you are amazing" he smiled, leaning down to kiss her cum smeared lips

As Steve dipped his tongue into her cunt, Eddie's fingers trailed down her body towards her clit

"feeling close at all baby? No pressure if not." Eddie said, circling her clit softly.

She nodded, gasping at how far Steve's tongue was in her.

Her body being worked on by two boyfriends at once had her hot everywhere. Still tasting Eddie on her tongue had her whining. Wanting even more.

Eddie began to rub her clit faster, two fingers pressing harshly and moving rapidly.

Steve's tongue was going in and out faster, eating her out like his last meal.

"I'm so close. Please don't stop." She moaned, hands gripping Steve's hair

"he won't baby. Don't worry" Eddie said. Keeping the same pace and pressure on her clit.

Another few moments passed and she felt the familiar feeling in her stomach.

"I'm gonna cum." She moaned. Eddie smiled

"that's it baby. Make a mess on Steve's tongue .you can do it. Show us how fucking hot you are when you orgasm."

She was cumming in seconds. Her thighs clenching around Steve's head, one hand holding onto Eddie's arm keeping him in place. The other hand is gripping the sheets desperately. Her hips rocking up against Steve's face.

Eddie and Steve helped her calm down from her orgasm, working her through it. Once they felt her body crash into the bed they slipped away. Big smiles on their faces.

"that was fucking hot." Steve said as he wiped off his wet mouth, covered in her.

"thank you." She sighed. Her body still buzzing from her orgasm.

"no, thank you gorgeous." Eddie said as he kissed her cheek.

"now I think we have a few months to catch up on." Steve smirked, diving back between her legs.

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vastill · 1 year

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Don't you miss it?

Melissa Schemmenti/fem!reader

warnings: 18+, smut, NSFW, oral, pet names, swear words, strap-on use, let me know if there are more

words: 2000+

My requests are open!!

English is not my first language!

A/N: hii im back! i really struggled with writing this one but i think im done now. tbh i don't know if i like it or if i don't:( but i hope you will enjoy and let me know what you think!💚

As you began dating Melissa, you quickly learned that this was her first same-sex relationship. In fact, before meeting you, she had only had a couple of one-night stands with women, but nothing more serious.

Both you and Melissa had many insecurities and uncertainties at the beginning. You wondered if you were doing things right. Despite all of this, you both made an effort to communicate with each other. You learned to talk things out, always finding some sort of solution.

But there was one that you were scared to bring up.

You saw how Melissa looked at all those guys in movies or magazines. Her eyes always lingered a little more on them than the others. And that made you wonder if you are good for her.

Maybe you weren't enough.

Was Melissa missing being with men?

You tried to shake that thought off of your mind but it always came back to you.

And on one particular evening after catching her ogling the man on the screen you felt the urge to ask her about it.

“Don’t you miss it?”

“What?” She looked at you confused.

“You know…” You shot a glance at the TV looking directly at the man and then at her.

“You mean dick?”

“Melissa! You don’t need to be this vulgar!” You softly punched her in the arm.

“Yeah said the one with a mouth of a saint. And no. Why would I? You gave me more orgasms than any dick I had.” She said smirking and you blushed.

“But you had only been with guys before me, I don’t know maybe it's just my insecurities but I don’t know.” You sighed.

“Did you think I don’t enjoy sex with you because you don’t have a dick?” You lowered your gaze to your lap. Your reaction telling Melissa everything. “Oh hon, why didn’t you talk to me earlier about this?”

“It’s stupid. Forget it.”

“Baby, you give me exactly what I need. Everything that I need. And if you are this worried, there are ways that we can make it happen.” She said lowly grinning at you.

“I’m not agreeing to a threesome, Schemmenti!” You quickly said. “Especially with a man.” Your face twists in disgust.

“That’s not what I was saying.” She said laughing lightly at your face. “You know there are some toys that can help you with this insecurity, you know?”

“I-what? Oh! OH!” Realization hit you like a truck, your face instantly turning red similar to the color of Melissa’s hair.

“Yep, that’s what I thought. So maybe we or I can do some online shopping, and we will see about that? What do you think?” Melissa asked.

“So you miss it?” You said grinning.

“Oh, fuck you! You are the worst! I’m trying to help you and that’s what I get.” She said getting up from the couch.

You quickly grabbed her arm and tugged her on your lap. “Okay, okay. You can buy it. But admit you miss it!” She looked at you kissing you slowly.

“I don’t.” You send her a glare. “Really I don’t but frankly I think you will look so good with a strap.” She said her eyes darkening as she imagined what it would look like.

You blushed deeply at her words, feeling a mix of embarrassment and arousal. “Don't go horny on me now, we don't have it yet. Go and buy it.” You said and Melissa's face lit up with excitement and she leaned in to kiss you again.

“I knew you would want it.” She whispered teasingly.

“Schemmenti.” You said with a warning, griping her tights harsher.

“Okay, okay. I'm going!” She laughed climbing off your lap and going to her laptop. “You will love it!” You only shook your head with amusement watching her excitement.

And the week passed in a blink of an eye.

Since the package came you two didn’t have time and strength to do anything about it. Work completely tired you out. But today was Friday you had nothing planned.

The evening was peaceful as you relaxed on the couch with Melissa lying on top of you. The TV was on in the background, but the two of you were lost in each other's company. Her head was nestled on your chest while you mindlessly played with her hair.

Melissa started planting light kisses on your collarbone and neck moving to straddle your lap. Your hands instantly went to grab her waist under her shirt scratching softly her sides. She moved her face kissing you. The kiss at first was innocent and light quickly turned into a heated make out. Hands wandering under shirts and exploring all the parts that you had access to.

Melissa slowly ended the kiss and lowered herself to your ear. “Wanna shake the sheets?” She said, a smirk evident in her tone.

“You couldn't word that any sexier, Schemmenti?” You laughed.

“What are you more of a funny business kind of gal?” She wiggled her brows at you.

You couldn’t help but laugh. “Oh my God, stop that. I don’t want to know how many more of this you have.”

Melissa rolled her eyes, grinning. “Plenty, but maybe on another occasion.” She climbed off your lap and grabbed you by your wrist, urging you to stand. She slowly neared your face, kissing your jaw and earlobe. “Now we have more interesting things to do.” She turned around and walked to the bedroom swaying her hips. You couldn’t take your eyes away from this view. She is so beautiful.

“Take a picture, it will last longer.” She said amused, light blush covered her chest and face from the way you were looking at her.

“You are so gorgeous, Melissa. I’m in awe every time I look at you.” You said coming to sit on the bed.

Melissa smiled, her eyes sparkling with happiness. “You always know how to make me feel special,” she said, pulling you down for a kiss. You straddled her lap and kissed her passionately, your hands roaming freely over each other's bodies, only stopping to take off each other clothes.

Your lips were everywhere making a path of kisses to her breasts. Your hands moved to her back to unclasp her bra, and you took one nipple into your mouth, sucking and flicking it with your tongue. Melissa’s back arched as she moaned your name. You switched to the other breast, giving it the same attention, and she ran her fingers through your hair, urging you on. After a while, you moved down her body, leaving a trail of kisses to her stomach and further down.

You took off her panties and tossed them aside. Melissa spreads her legs, giving you full access to her. You leaned in and kissed her clit, and she moaned loudly, her hands gripping the sheets. You started to gently lick her, moving your tongue in circles and flicking it back and forth. Her moans grew louder, and you knew she was close. You increased the pressure and speed of your tongue, and she came with a loud scream, her body shaking with pleasure.

After Melissa came down from her high, she pulled you up and kissed you deeply. She could taste herself on her lips, which only made her want you more. You both were panting, and you could feel the heat emanating from her body. She pushed you back onto the bed and climbed on top of you, straddling your waist.

“So maybe we can try it? I mean we don’t have to but you have no idea how many times after our talk I had been thinking about you fucking me.” She whispered in your ear. “It makes me so wet baby, you make me so fucking wet. Do you feel it?” She started sliding herself on top of your stomach. You could feel her juices spreading all over you.

“Melissa, fuck.” That’s all you could say as you watched her entranced by the pleasure she was feeling. You imagined her riding your strap, what a view it would be. You grabbed her by her hips and stopped her movements.

“What the hell are you doing? I was so close.” She looked at you displeased.

“Giving you the best night of your life.” You said changing your position, you stood up and grabbed the package. You took out a red strap-on and put it on you. Melissa sure knew what to buy.

“How did you know how to put it on that quickly? You sure you never used one?” Melissa asked smirk evident in her tone. And you were glad you stood with your back to her because your face must be in the color of her hair. “I watched videos.” You said embarrassed. Melissa laughed lightly. “Always prepared. I like it.”

You felt stupid with something dangling between your legs. It was weird.

“Sweetheart?” You heard behind your ear, you were so caught up in your thoughts that you didn’t hear Melissa approaching. “Talk to me.”

“I feel stupid. It's there and uh it's weird. I look stupid.” You said not looking at her as she came and stood in front of you.

“Well, it’s not stupid you will get used to it.” She said grabbing your chin and making you look at her. “And I think you look good, so good. I picked the best color, red is your color darling.” Her eyes scanned you up and down, when she looked you in the eyes her pupils dilated, and desire twinkled in them. “Come to bed darling, make me see stars again.”

You followed her to bed still feeling a little self-conscious about the strap-on. But as soon as Melissa started kissing you it all went away.

“Are you sure?” You asked her as her kisses traveled to your throat.

“Yes, please.” She said breathlessly, her hips rutting against the air.

You positioned yourself between her legs, taking the strap in your hand you slide its head through Melissas’ slick folds. She moaned in anticipation when you nudged her clit. Slowly, you pushed the strap-on inside her, and she gasped at the intrusion. You gave her time to get used to the new sensation and stretch.

After a few moments, Melissa opened her eyes looking directly at you. “You can move sweetheart.” You started moving in and out of her, the strap-on hitting all the right spots.

You couldn't tear your eyes away from her face.

You couldn't tear your eyes away from her face. Her eyes were closed, her mouth slightly open, and her face twisted in pleasure. You felt a wave of heat rush through your body as she moaned and dug her nails into your back. With each thrust, she moaned louder, her body writhing beneath you.

Her eyes were closed, and her back was arched, her body moving in rhythm with yours. You knew she was getting closer to her orgasm. The way her moans turned into screams and breathless panting.

“Baby, open your eyes. I want to see you all when you come.” She opened her eyes, and her green orbs looked directly at yours. “That’s my good girl, yes, look at me.”

You increased the speed as your hand reached down to play with her clit. Melissa’s body started to shake from the pleasure she was experiencing. She came with a loud scream of your name. You slowed your motions to let her ride out her orgasm.

She whined as you slowly took the strap out of her and laid next to her cuddling.

After a few moments of silence, Melissa turned to you and grinned. “Wow. That was amazing. You are incredible.” She said still breathless. “Did you also watch videos on how to use it?” She asked nudging you.

“No, that's pure talent.” You smiled back at her, feeling proud of yourself. “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself.” You said, snuggling closer to her.

“Who said I’m done enjoying myself?” She said as she straddled your lap capturing your lips in a heated kiss.

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melodygatesauthor · 8 months

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Okay guys, I can't believe it's been a full year since I published the first chapter of my first fanfiction story and I'm still going strong today. - (Side note...it was actually yesterday but I wanted to get all my fics posted to AO3 so I could get an accurate word count and tell you all what I've done so...it took me an extra day)

This is going to be a really long post, and I thank everyone in advance for reading all the way through if you make it. I'm taking a moment to allow myself to talk about my accomplishments over the last year, my goals for this next year, and gas myself up just a bit. As an artist, it's really hard to talk about myself in a positive light without being critical, but I'm going to do it anyway. No one asked, but this is one of the ways I wanna celebrate my ficversary so...I'm gonna do it lol.

My First Fanfic Ever

I'd like to start by sharing my beginnings with writing. If I really think back to the very first fanfiction I wrote, I thought it was a Gorillaz fic (which I still have a handwritten copy of in my closet lol), but it wasn't. I think the very first fanfic I wrote technically was a Pirates of the Caribbean fic when I was 11. I didn't even realize that's what it was, I just knew that I was SO into POTC that I wanted to write about it. It had just come out by the way, so I'm really dating myself. This was...2003.

We had this thing we had to do for school, it was like a writing assignment or something, one of those big ones that they gave you, a standardized whatever. I managed to find a way to spin it into a POTC related thing and I went OFF writing this story. It had its own twists and turns unrelated to POTC, but it was a fanfic through and through.

The Beginning of My Fan Art

When I was 12 I started listening to Good Charlotte, to a point that it was my entire personality. Everyone who knew me, knew I loved them. Every fucking art project I had in middle school (7th and 8th grade) was revolved around this band, particularly Joel Madden.

My love for them has come and gone, but I still remember how I felt at the time (not unlike how I feel toward Oscar Isaac now lol). I mean my art teacher literally had to be like "I want you to branch out, you can't make everything about them." And as an adult, I'm wondering -why the fuck not but- ...I digress.

The First Fanfic I Ever "Published"

When I was 12 (or maybe closer to 13), I became OBSESSED with the Gorillaz. When I say obsessed I mean...I listened to the album Demon Days on repeat until it fucking broke. I changed my G's when I would write by hand to match the G in their logo. I made tons of fan art and it was a damn vibe. This was the first time I really discovered fanfiction and learned what it was.

I remember reading one fanfic from some girl on this website (I'm really dating myself here, some of you will know what site this is...) Quizilla. Quizilla was THE site at the time (other than LiveJournal I think, but I never used LiveJournal and didn't know it existed at the time) for fanfiction and what you would now call "buzzfeed quizzes". This girl's writing inspired me to write my own fanfic, which I handwrote and kept in a green folder which, as I said, I still have to this day sitting in my closet.

My very first fic, and yes at 13, included some romance, some non-con (don't fucking ask me why idk even how I knew about that at 13. I was never exposed to this type of thing as a child fortunately) and other nonsense. I published it on this site, and it made me really happy. I don't remember if anyone ever read it or not tbh, but it will forever hold a place in my heart <3

My Best Friend/Emo Era

I met my best friend in high school when I was about 14. She and I are still close to this day. Not as close, but I can still tell her my most unhinged thoughts and she loves me regardless. We met because we both wrote fanfiction and lost our minds over the fact that we did. Thus started my emo era.

She was into My Chemical Romance, and I was into The Used. 2005 was a time lol. The two of us had either a binder or a composition notebook where we'd handwrite our fics and pass them back and forth between classes. I still have the ones I wrote tucked away in my house. When we'd read them she and I would leave little notes in the margins like we all leave comments today.

Most of these fics never got published, they were just for us to enjoy. I did, however, publish a fic when I was about 15, that I wrote to completion. Quizilla ended up going down, and most of us moved to Mibba.com instead, which is still a website.

Edit: I looked at Mibba, and it looks like the website is still there, but you can't search for anything, so Mibba is gone too. Not gonna lie, broke my nostalgic heart just a bit to see...Some fics I wrote on there will be gone forever. Maybe for the best, but it's still kinda sad.

The Avenged Sevenfold Era

When I tell you that Avenged Sevenfold has been my favorite band since I was 15, I'm dead ass. Are they the best band ever? Not by a long shot, but damn the way I still lose my shit over them is unhinged. Anyone who was around during this time fucking knows...they were fucking HOT. Matt Shadows really had the bulky but not shredded body type going on, they all kinda did, and I'm so here for it.

Why I'll never post any of the fics I wrote during this time, even if I get my hands on them...

I wrote them when I was 15, and I was writing about things 15 year olds shouldn't write about.

You don't know cringe until you've read those fics.

It's about real people and I'm not a fan of rpf anymore. I'm all for writing whatever you want and fiction being fiction but there's something that gives me the ick about real people fiction. No offense to anyone who writes it, that's just my feelings.

The way these guys had a hold on me for the next 5 years was ridiculous. I wrote about them a lot, by hand, on my laptop, however I could. I had so many unhinged ideas and stories it's insane. I loved every minute of it, and I always look back on this as my true start into fanfiction.

The End of an Era

All good things come to an end. After graduation, my best friend and I stayed in touch, but grew apart. I went to college and continued writing fanfic. I was pursuing a major in graphic design with a minor in creative writing. I was convinced that even though I was writing fanfiction, I was going to write a book too and it would be a bestseller.

As time went on, probably when I was about 20 or 21, I kinda stopped writing fanfiction all together. My friend wasn't really writing it anymore, and the community around Avenged Sevenfold was slowing down. I was also in the middle of a breakup and it was a whole thing, so I kinda stopped writing around this time.

I'd also, unfortunately, felt like fanfiction was for kids/teens, so didn't feel the need to continue writing anymore. I didn't want to seem like a loser writing fanfiction in my twenties...so I didn't.

For the record, you're not a loser for writing fanfiction. It's a very valid artform and it's fun. We only live for so long, so enjoy it doing what makes you happy, period. I'll probably be writing in my 50s I fucking hope lol.

Anyway, at that time, that's how I felt. I now know it's bullshit to think that way. So fanfiction fizzled out for me, and I kinda moved on to other things.

My Not-fanfiction Era

What was I doing instead of writing? Going through an emotionally and mentally abusive relationship, working on trying to build what I thought was the 'dream' (marriage, kids, a house, e.t.c.), working and playing video games.

Fortunately that relationship ended. After years of therapy (which he told me I needed because he gaslit me into thinking I was crazy lol), I grew the balls to finally tell him to fuck off and leave. It was the best decision I ever made, especially considering this was JUST before COVID hit. I shudder to this day thinking about the fact that I was almost stuck in a house with that freak during lockdown.

When that relationship ended I moved back to Maine to be with my family. I missed them and had spent basically my entire 20s in another state with some loser.

Back to Fanfiction - Kylo Ren Era

So how did I get back here? How did I get back into writing and creating fan art? The truth is, a switch literally flipped in my brain over this guy right here...

I mean...

The funny thing is, I wasn't SUPER into Star Wars before this. I liked it, I'd seen the sequel trilogy in theaters, but to me it was just a movie series. I was literally watching a Sam Collins video on YouTube where he made fun of a Kylo Ren cosplayer's thirst trap on TikTok and was like...oh that's actually kinda hot.

Thought nothing of it though, just moved on with my day...until I dreamt about him too. And then I felt this spark inside me that I couldn't shake. I literally was like...👀 something is happening here.

So I remembered this feeling from when I was a teen and recognized the impending obsession immediately. I actually googled "is fanfiction still relevant" and "is it ok to write fanfiction as an adult?"

The short answers are - yes - and - of course it is -. This was how I discovered the VERY popular Kylo Ren fic Fix Your Attitude by Kassanovella. I read it in a matter of a week, and in that time I started writing my own fic. I also rewatched ALL the Star Wars movies, and then continued rewatching the sequel trilogy on repeat just so I could get Kylo Ren's character down. I wanted to make sure I captured his voice and personality perfectly. - When I say I watched the sequel trilogy 20 times, it's not an exaggeration, I had it on constantly.-

The fic I wrote was called, Yes, Master

The first chapter of that fic was published on 09/05/2022 (one year ago today), and the last chapter was published on 10/14/2022 with a word count of 100,701. Not only is it the longest fic I've written of all the fics I've done, but it's the one I wrote the fastest. I was posting a chapter a day every day until it was finished. I mean...I literally went OFF on this story. I was so proud of it that I went to lulu.com and made myself a physical copy of it that I intend to read as part of this celebration I'm doing lol.

Wondering if anyone would be interested in me revamping this story (rewriting and updating it) and posting here? I would definitely do it if there was enough interest.

I then wrote a sequel called By Your Side which taught me SO MUCH. Here's what I learned when creating this sequel...

Not everything needs a sequel.

Writing a chapter a day isn't realistic.

I should've planned a full outline before diving into this fic.

I'm not into pregnancy fics/domestic fics all that much as far as longfics go.

It's okay to genuinely dislike something you've written and you should try to learn from that.

By Your Side is still to this day one of my least favorite fics (if not my LEAST favorite). I am still proud of myself for finishing it, (it sits at a hefty 85,599 words). I don't have to love it though. I'm just grateful for what I learned in the process of writing it and proud of myself for finishing it despite being sick of it by chapter 8 and still writing 20 chapters after that.

I also wrote my very first Yandere fic, Just You. It's a bit darker, in my opinion, than The Fractured Moon. This fic was a blast to write, and it felt very freeing to write something so disturbing. It was fun to just let myself get into a dark headspace without holding back and not feeling bad about it. It was more

The Rainbow Six Siege Era

During my time writing for Kylo, I went back to a video game I used to play a lot, Rainbow Six Siege. My Oscar Era bleeds into the Kylo and R6S era a little but I'll talk about that soon.

The Siege fandom was an interesting one...one that I'll probably not go back to much, though I may still write a little fic for it here and there as I feel inspired to. I won't dive too much into this as I know most of you are Oscar fans, but I'll mention my accomplishments here and the things I learned.

I wrote another novel-length fic for this fandom called The Recruit and the Hunter which has another 83,888 words. I actually LOVE this story, and still look back on it fondly. It was a fun one to write, and I really challenged myself to write less smut for it, and I succeeded. It focused heavily on the relationship that built between the main pairing and in my opinion it's one of my better slow-burns I've done.

Why did I leave this fandom?

Well, I'm not going to throw shade, I don't like doing that unless I have to, so I'll keep it brief. The long and the short of it is this...

The readers were getting EXTREMELY demanding. I have comments on RATH of people saying things like "I'm going to be upset if you don't give us a happy ending" and "there better be smut or I swear...". It can get really discouraging as a writer when people seem to say "I love your fic but I'll only continue to love it if you do xyz." It puts us in a dilemma, and makes it hard for us to find a balance between providing fan service, and doing what's fun for us to write. It definitely changed the outcome of RATH and I'm not happy that I gave in like that.

The requests I got were confusing and downright weird. I didn't do some of the really weird ones, and I'm not meaning to kink shame, but it was just very niche things that I couldn't get myself into. I think part of why I felt obligated to provide fan service like I mentioned in the point above, and why I caved and wrote some fanfics for these more unique requests, is because this fandom is very small, and I felt an obligation to provide.

Some of the other writers in the fandom are fucking rude. I'm not going to mention names, like I said, but I had very poor experiences with several writers in the fandom, and since I was also integrating into the Oscar fandom at the time, I could see a stark difference in the way I was being accepted in one, versus the way I was being pushed away in the other. There aren't a lot of x reader writers in the R6S fandom, and I was one of them, and there seems to be some animosity between the people who ship characters, versus the people who write x reader and that's where this mistreatment came from. I don't know, I tried making friends over there, and felt like I was getting pushed out.

So anyway, it's not for me anymore, but I still think back to certain parts of it fondly, and I may write a little more here and there as I see fit.

The Oscar Isaac Era

This really is THE era, isn't it?

As I was working on the last 10 or so chapters of Yes, Master, and after my 12th time rewatching the sequel trilogy movies, I started to fall for Poe Dameron, naturally. How could I not? I mean look at him...

So I decided that I would give Poe a prequel to my Yes, Master story called One Hell of a Pilot. This fic was so fun to write, and it's how I became involved with the Oscar Isaac community in the first place. Immediately I started following Dee, and through her I found Mona, and it was just snowballing from there. Whitney and Romana were some of the first to follow me and my shenanigans.

In December, which is when I started writing One Hell of a Pilot, another novel-length fic that ended with 80,517 words, is when I started reading Dee's fics, along with Mona's and many others. I saw their interactions and felt excited by the prospect of making new friends who were just as into some of this stuff as I was. A place that I could be myself and lose my shit over this idiot and not be judged.

I had no idea what the hell I was getting myself into.

It all started with a fic that Dee had written, I can't remember which one, probably a dbf!Santi fic, and I asked the innocent question of...

What movie is this from?

Oh shit...I didn't realize what the fuck I was getting myself into. After she told me it was Triple Frontier and I should watch it, my brother and I watched it right away. I told him a friend of mine suggested it. The way we spent the entire 1.5 hours laughing at how bad it was is still a memory I hold dear to my heart. I still didn't know at the time that this loser (Oscar my beloved) would hold a place in my heart from that day on.

My first Santi fic was a headcanon about Santi w/ a plussize reader that I called Preciously Plump. A headcanon that later got a full fic, appropriately named Preciously Plump the One-shot.

So then I read something about Moon Knight, and between Dee and Mona shoving me into it (peer pressure ftw) I caved and watched the show.

Phew...

That gave way to the first Moon Knight fic I ever wrote, How Unexpected which came out on January 3rd, 2023 of this year. I was sure that between Steven's adorable nerdy behavior, and Marc's tough exterior, I'd be head over heels for those two. I was nervous to even TOUCH Jake, because I didn't know shit about his character, and the last thing I wanted to do was write a character without it sounding like them.

I was also afraid at the time of writing the Moon Boys with DID because I didn't know anything about it, and I didn't want to misrepresent something like that. After some time went by, I got my bearings, and started working on A Bit Dodgy.

ABD is definitely one of the fics I'm most proud of. I had learned a lot from my past fics I'd written, Yes, Master, e.t.c., and figured out what it was that works best when I'm writing to not only keep myself interested, but to create a good balance between smut for smut's sake, and pushing the story forward.

When I first started writing ABD, I was sure it was going to be a 30-40 chapter fic, but as I started writing it more, I realized quickly that a lot of the chapters were just porn. Is there anything wrong with that? No...but as someone who's written nearly a million words in this past year, I don't feel the need to draw my chaptered fics out with smut just to say I wrote something x chapters or x words wrong.

That's why ABD ended up getting cut down SO MUCH from my original plan. I just made some decisions that I felt maximized the story more and used the smut as a major plot device, rather than the fic revolving around smut as the plot...if that makes any sense lol. I'm happy to say, that as of today, A Bit Dodgy has concluded, though it's the only fic I've ever finished with such a heavy heart.

I was an Oscar stan HARD after that, diving into Sucker Punch and other silly little movies filled with that silly little man whom I love so so much.

Statistics

Numbers aren't important when it comes to kudos (AO3) and likes (Tumblr) so I'm not focusing on those. What I am going to focus on...is my personal accomplishments. Like I said, I don't normally toot my own horn, but I fucking wrote A LOT this year, and I'm going to take a minute to pat myself on the back.

So NOT including my random blurbs (since I'm not bothering to cross-post those)...

My total word count from 09/05/2022-09/05/2023 is (drumroll please):

791,829 words

GEE

I had thought I would've hit a million by now but I am NOT going to complain. By the grace of the horny demon that runs the smut factory in my brain, I've written more than I ever even thought possible.

In the Moon Knight fandom alone, I've written:

238,950 words

I think the only fandom I've written more for is Star Wars, but I'd have to add it all up and I'm not doing that rn haha.

Just kidding it's:

368,566 words

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I wrote 6 novel-length fics, a total of 147 works, MK holds the record for most fics I've written at a whopping 82 fics!

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It's shocking to look back and see what I've accomplished, and to look forward to seeing what else I can do. I know that this next year I won't have the same word count, probably not even close.

I'm focusing a lot on drawing now as well as writing, plus I'm working on my first novel that I'd like to publish so things will definitely be slowing down. I'm going to continue writing, but the speed at which I churn out fics will be slower in the future.

In Conclusion

Thank you all for the support throughout this year. There's no way in HELL I would've had the drive and desire to continue writing if not for the amazing community (most the Oscar Isaac community lol) behind me. It's not just the kudos and the reblogs, it's the people who I've grown to know since joining the world of fandom.

I never had a ton of IRL friends, and I live alone (happily btw) with my dog. Being able to make some friends here that I genuinely call friends, not just people I know online, has meant the world to me. I would list everyone out, but I have a fear of accidentally forgetting to tag someone despite how much they mean to me so I'll leave it at...those people know who they are.

And to my readers (I hesitate to use the word "fans", that makes it sound so conceited), thank you to the moon and back. Without out, I wouldn't have had the drive to keep going. Kudos, Likes and Reblogs aren't everything, I can't stress that enough, but they do help keep the drive alive. (Particularly the comments). Without the little boost of excitement I get when I see that other people are just excited about what I'm doing as I am, I probably would've given up ages ago.

You all are the reason that this was even possible.

With all that being said, I have a small celebration planned that I'll announce later tonight. In the mean time, stay amazing. You keep supporting me, and I'll keep providing the fics that you all love so much

Love, Melly

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romanceandshenanigans · 9 months

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Writer Q&A Game

Thanks to @clairelsonao3 for tagging me!

1. What motivates you to write?

I'm not exactly sure tbh. It almost feels like a compulsion. There are days where I simply do not feel good in my body if I haven't written anything. Then there are others where I can't bring myself to write because I'm too tired or too distracted from life. Honestly the second I get a clear head and enough time to myself, I'll start writing.

2. A line/short snippet of your writing that you are most proud/happy of. If not maybe share a line of someone else's work you love (just please credit them)

This isn't from my WIP, but from a fanfic I wrote a while ago. I want to try to find a way to incorporate it into something. Not sure where though.

“I know this seems like it’s coming out of nowhere,” he said, “but promise it’s not. I’ve had a long time to think about it. A few years, actually. I guess, I just didn’t realize how deep I was in it until about five minutes ago.”

She kept silent, but the simple fact she hadn’t told him to get out gave him the confidence to keep going. .

“I meant it when I said I’m crazy about you. I like that you take your sugar with a drop of coffee. I like how you sing to yourself when you’re happy. I like that you never seem to get cold. I like that you never lose your head under fire, but still need me to get rid of spiders. I like that you can laugh at yourself. I like that you can laugh at me. Hell, I like that you’re perfectly willing to slap my face if the situation calls for it.

I like so many things about you Liz, and that’s just the stuff I found out on accident. I can only imagine the stuff I’d learn if I started loving you on purpose."

3. Which OC makes you smile every time you think/talk about them and what are they like?

I really do enjoy writing Finn. The boy just makes my smile.

Close second is another OC which I wrote for fanfic who I want to save and put someplace else, Lucy. She's my softest girl who has a lot of love to give. Might figure out a way to put her in this regency setting somewhere, but who knows.

4. What process of writing do you enjoy the most?

The first draft spree. The moment when you get an idea and you have write it down as quickly as possible. It's rough and definitely will need some editing, but that rush cannot be topped. It just feels satisfying to exorcise even the smallest of scenes out of my body.

5. What part of writing do you think you are the best at? (Yes stroke your own ego it's okay)

Dialogue, hands down. It's at least the part I've gotten the most compliments on.

6. What is something in the writeblr community is most enjoyable?

I've only just started to dip my toe in, but I really do love answering asks. I like seeing other writer's process and knowing I'm not alone. It's just fun!

7. A writing tool/device you use that helps you with writing? (It could be speech to text, a writing program etc)

I've been using Scrivener and it's really helped me keep everything organized. I have a very conspiracy board way of drafting, so having all my random snippets in one place really helps.

8. A piece of worldbuilding that you like in your own story? (It could be the magic system, a particular place in the story, a law etc)

Not sure world building is my strong suit for this current WIP. I suppose I'm enjoying expanding the world of the theatre, but I admittedly need to do more research.

9. What piece of advice would you say to encourage others to write if they are having a rough patch?

Write anyway. It doesn't have to be the scene that's giving you trouble. It doesn't even have to be for the piece you're trying to focus on, just don't get out of the habit of writing. Once you lose that momentum, it takes a long time to get it back.

10. Tag some people whose works you love/have been your biggest supporters

Gotta give a shout out to @clairelsonao3 for being so welcoming in my introduction to the writeblr community. And @janec23, for being one of the few specifically romance writers to reach out.

But I really can't begin to thank all the people who have followed me from my fanfic blog over to this one. It really means so much to know people are interested in reading anything I put out there.

@flapjacques, @jo-harrington, @can-of-pringles, @handahbear, @auroramagpie, @justanothersadperson93, @sad-cat-hours, @ghostface001, @theowlwhocameback, @mattmurdocksscars, @roruna, @everything-intertwined, @sweetjedi, @arcanerazil, @vibratingbonesbis, @delirious0pandemonium, @llovelykenobi, @geek-girl7, @mixedupanddown

Know that I love and appreciate you all.

I'm also going to leave this an OPEN tag to anyone who wants to do this, and especially invite everyone who I have tagged above. (and

#tag game #writeblr #wip: untitled regency romance #writeblr asks #about the author #writeblr tag game

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calehenituse-brainrot · 2 years

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I AM SICK AS FUCK BUT LET ME SPEAK MY MIND ABOUT CALE!KRS

this one aint a story, sorry folks 😔✊

warning, this is nsfw : contains cnc, somno, breeding kink, bondage mention, and also sex toys.

there's a scenario down below for x readers but it's not really written well.

OKAY

does Cale Kim knows anything about kinks???

i lowkey feel like he would be knowledgeable about sex in general and u knoww, but he never really dives into the whole topic and the possibilities since he's busy suffering in his first life sorry lol

so when he regressed and possessed the body of KRS, he never really thought that he was gonna be smashing anyone since he's gonna devote himself to taking care of his niece.

but then damn, OG!KRS's ex girlfriend (yes do not fight me on this, i believe if he'd ever fall for anyone, it would be someone who knows KRS best) is really nice and mature and loving and kinda hot too so —

obviously she would notice that he's not the OG KRS and he'd have to come clean at one point.

anyways fast forward, they fall into a relationship and when they FINALLY have sex, it was gentle, loving, sweet, and oh-so-invigorating for both parties.

then she just goes "you know, you could just ... fuck me in my sleep."

and rattled, cale!krs would say, "but that's not right..."

"i just gave you my consent," she says, "you're absolutely allowed to do whatever you want."

"but what if you don't like it at that time?" he'd asked because OUR MAN IS A RESPECTFUL SIGNIFICANT OTHER AND CARES ABOUT CONSENT YES YES THE BARE MINIMUM

"then we'll make up a safeword."

so then his gf would explain all about safewords and kinks because tbh cale!krs knew NOTHING about kinks — if he had a preferred one, he wouldn't realized it's a kink before she says that "oh, that's what you're into?"

so he explores his sexual preferences with her, saying whatever he thinks he's into and trying it with her, figuring out how things work. he's into the whole mirror thing and cowboy girl position, also likes breeding and bondage a lil bit too much. inflation on the stomach when he's inside of them makes him feel 😩😩😩 he loves edging too and be a complete prick.

he does the thing where he will rub his cock alongside their pussy until he's hard and brushes his tip on their clit until he comes himself.

sees his partner bending down and he's feeling particularly horny? he's putting his large hand on their hip and slowly going down to rub their pussy though their pants, grinding his bulge against their ass. could fuck you on the spot if he wants to but always thinks about where his niece is first because nobody wants to be caught red-handed 😭

so during the times he's learning and to help him with trying out his sexual preferences, his gf takes him to a sex shop or just shows him a bunch of sex toys online, explaining how they work and stuff like that.

he's into cock rings more than pocket pussies, says he already got you so it's unneeded HAHAHA

the topic of self-pleasure toys comes up so he asked his gf what kinda toys she uses and she whips out the cute lil rose and the vibrator wand.

she explains to him how they work and stuff like that and OUUHHH BABEYYY cale kim WANTS to test them out.

just imagine here,

he's sitting naked on the bed, you on top of him with his dick rubbing on your pussy. he's testing out the levels on the vibrator in one hand, the other mindlessly rubbing your clit and plunging his fingers into your hole repeatedly, making sure you're wet enough to take him in later.

you have one arm around his neck so he'll be able to look down onto your pussy and easy access to your chest.

"we'll start slow," he says, putting the wand on the lowest setting and taking his sopping wet fingers out of you. he licks them clean before saying, "now spread your legs and take me in, doll."

you did as he told you so, having to lift yourself up first and slowly pushing his cock into you, filling you up to your stomach. he first allows you to get used to his size before you began to bounce on his cock, movement small and not erratic.

he lowered down the vibrator to your clit, brushing the vibrating sphere against your throbbing, red clit and when he felt you immediately tightening your walls around him, he let out a breathy, "fuckkkk"

it's a bit of a work having sex with a vibrator but the sounds you were letting out and the way your body reacted was more than enough for him to keep going.

he would sometimes squeeze your breasts with the other hand, pulling on the nipples and biting and leaving hickeys all over the breast he could reach.

you were creaming all over him, the base of his cock white with your fluids. you would have orgasmed so many times that night because having your pussy throbbing around him was an addictive feeling to Cale!KRS and he would make you cum over and over again to the point you'll be squirting all over the bed.

when he finally comes, it was hot and so much to the point it was dripping down to the sheets because you were filled to the brim. he'd turn off the vibrator and set it aside, hugging you and giving you kisses along your shoulders and the sides of your breasts.

"d-do you want me to pull out?" he whispered. yes, cale kim is a nasty man and he would like it if he could sleep while still inside you.

"do it slowly," you'd say, sore and sensitive. you were sure if he moves, you'd cum again. your legs are still trembling and your clit felt abused.

he wraps his hand around your hips, lifting you gently up and letting his cock slide out of you. his cum immediately dripping down out of your hole. you let out a sigh, feeling the previous load lesking out of you and as if you were perhaps the dirtiest person out there to have this much cum inside of you and loving it so much that you're a bit sad it's leaking out.

"fuck," he whispered, letting you sit on top of him and his own cum leaking out, wetting his flaccid dick.

"we should do this often."

#trash of the count's family #cale henituse #cale henituse x reader #kim rok soo x reader #totcf #tcf cale #lout of count's family #x reader #lcf cale #calehenituse brainrot #cale henituse smut

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breezybrii · 11 months

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˚- ୨୧ lets give it a try ♡ ⤷ Niki

「genre: fluff, strangers - friends - lovers, he fell she fell harder」

ʚ₊˚ high school AU! Fem!Y/N band AU! 📻

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: swearing, rude humor, kissing?, didn't proof read

this is made to entertain! please enjoy! if you have any suggestions feel free to let me know! thank you!

Note: I just realized i put niki instead of riki but tbh i'm just going to make it so his team and the other enhypen members call him niki and y/n and her friends call him riki.

✎ 》 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙏𝙬𝙤 ⌨️

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»Niki's POV:

"yeah yeah hurry, i'll see you there!" she's coming! let's go! I waved at her before leaving, i'm so happy. to be honest.. i really admire her. she's so pretty and talented. i've seen her concerts multiple times, since freshman year in fact, and she's always been so amazing.

i was walking towards the locker rooms when i heard someone call my name, "niki! wait up!" it was jake. "hey jake, what's up?" he smirked. "i saw you talking to y/n, what's that about huh," jake teased. "nothing, i ran into her this morning and i thought she was cool so i invited her to our game, that's it, why?" he smiled. "well she happens to be one of my best friends and you know, if you're ever interested.." i stopped him there. "we just met, i think she'll be freaked out about that." jake pursed his lips together. "whatever you say man."

after we all met in the locker room, the coach gave us a quick pep talk and after that, we headed onto the bus. when we were all situated, the bus began pulling out. i leaned my head against the window, it wasn't going to be a short ride as the stadium is quite far.

while i was staring out the mirror, i noticed we past the student parking lot where i saw what looked like y/n. i lifted my head up to get a closer look and sure enough, it was her, getting into the passenger seat of a car. thinking about her just coming to our game made me nervous, i hardly get nervous.

"niki wake up, we're here." i opened my eyes then rubbed them. when my vision became clear, i noticed we were at the stadium. i wonder if she's here.

everyone unloaded the bus and started heading to the locker room to change out of our warm ups and put our bags down. "yeah she's coming, why do you ask?" i heard jake talking to leehan (boynextdoor). who was he talking about? "i wanted to ask her for her number, you know shoot my shot." i pretended to fix the laces on my cleat and scooted a bit closer to them to hear better. "honestly man, you don't have a chance with y/n," jake laughed, "she isn't really the dating type." no way leehan likes y/n, i've never seen them talk before. "oh come on, i'm a handsome guy, she will fall for me as soon as she sees me, right niki?" i rolled my eyes. "sure, whatever you say."

"okay everyone, make even lines and begin warming up!" jake yelled. we all followed what he said and i got in line behind him. we started with knee hugs. "so niki, what did you think about what leehan said?" jake asked. "well i mean he can go for it, it's not like it's any of my business," i continued stretching. "it didn't even make you a little jealous?" is he being for real? "i told you i just met her, if she gets with someone that's not my problem." jake sighed "come on i know you've had a hallway crush on her since AT LEAST sophomore year." i shrugged, "i don't know what you're talking about."

"alright guys, let's go out there and show them who we are," jake hyped us up. "1, 2 ,3 HYBE." we all then stepped onto the field and got into our positions. i looked towards the stands, y/n wasn't there. i'm kind of disappointed. hopefully she comes.

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»Your POV:

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"hurry we're late!" i told ash. "girl you wanted mcdonalds." i put some fries in my mouth. "we have to sit through a game in the HUMIDITY, i need some food with it." ash shook her head. "i know you want to see your little friend but chill, we're like 5 minutes away." the game literally started 10 minutes ago.

"you ladies enjoy," the ticket salesman said as he scanned our tickets. we walked up the ramp and found a place around the middle to sit. it was almost 20 minutes into the first half and the score was still 0-0 but from the looks of it, our team had the ball the majority of the time.

"why do you keep dragging me to games i don't understand y/n," ash sighed and layed in between the bleachers. "well i always buy you food whenever we go so i think that's pretty fair." ash hummed. "look your "friend" pushed someone and has the ball now." i looked over to the field and yeah, riki had the ball. he was actually good at handling the ball and had good passing. he’s actually good.

the buzzer rang. the first half ended and the boys walked out and headed to the locker room. "hey i'm hungry, let's get snacks," i said to ash. "okay yeah i could go for some nachos."

after we got our snacks, we headed back to our seats. the second half already started because of the huge line we had to wait in but we made it back before anything drastic happened.

as we sat down, it was a corner kick for our team. "do you think they'll score now?" ash asked. "well this is their chance, there's only 30 minutes left so they're going to start scoring now and hold onto it until the end and possibly score more." ash shook her head, now focused on the game. the guy kicked the ball, it made it's way to the middle. i noticed someone jump, it was riki. he headed the ball and it went inside the goal. "OH MY GOD!" "that was so cool!" the fans yelled. "i would actually die if that was me that was impressive," i told ash. "girl me too, my head would get blown off".

the final whilst blew, the score 1-0, our school won. "that was a good game, i actually enjoyed it," ash said to me. "well it was pretty interesting, i'm glad you don't regret coming with me this time."

we started heading out when i suddenly heard my name. it was a guy. "uh yeah?" i said, walking up to the fence, where he was on the other side. "hey y/n, i'm leehan and to be straight, i want to get to know you." he smiled. i was shocked. how does this guy know me? "what i'm basically asking is if i could get your number," he continued.

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i saw him talking to her. was he actually doing it? "i wouldn't let that slide if that was me niki," jake instigated. "oh shut up." i looked back at y/n and leehan. she looked awkward. should i go over there? i felt a hand on my shoulder. "go see what's happening," it was jake. "gosh youre so nosy," i told him.

i walked up to them, what was i going to say? "oh hey y/n, leehan." i said. "hey riki! you did really good out there, your goal was really good," she smiled at me. she looked so pretty. "what are you guys talking about?" i said looking at leehan. "oh i was just asking her a question," he said. "so y/n, what's it gonna be?" y/n moved her eyes side to side, looked at me, and looked at him. "honestly, you seem sweet, but i'm kind of not wanting anything right now, sorry." leehan sighed and shook his head. "alright, that's fine, thanks for being honest." he looked back. "i'll see ya around then." leehan walked away.

"so what was that about," i asked y/n as we walked to the front of the stadium. "oh nothing really, he just asked for my number," she turned to me. "it was kind of weird but once you came i felt a bit more confident." i'm glad i went up to them then. "hey, if you aren't busy, do you maybe want to get ice cream or something? i'll take you home right after." she smiled. "yeah of course, just let me call ash."

"alright, yeah, uh huh, thanks ash, bye bye." she hung up the phone. "i told ash! let's go?" i can't believe we were going to hang out. "my car is a bit messy so don't mind it," i said opening the door for her. i headed to the drivers side and sat down. "i also kind of smell so i hope that won't bother you." she shook her head. "not at all it's okay, i've probably smelt worse," she laughed. "well lets head on our way then!" i started driving. "where do you want to get ice cream?" she furrowed her eyebrows. "hmm... let's go to mcdonalds! fries with ice cream is so good!" i gave her a confused look. "fries and ice cream?" she nodded. "it's actually so good!" i looked ahead and smiled. "okay i believe you, let's get you some." she smiled even harder. she's amazing.

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Author's Note: Hey guys! Sorry I took so long! I kind of didn't know what to write and got distracted while writing. I've also been grinding on minecraft with my friends so I haven't been writing. Also sorry for the short part and it kind of sucks so i apologize! Thank you so much for all the love on the last post!

#niki imagines #niki #niki x reader #enhypen #jake #jay #heesung #jungwon #sunghoon #sunoo #x reader #fanfiction #ff #enhypen imagines

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99-kroi · 1 year

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Ryker Face Reveal

An old drabble me and fairy wrote about our ocs!! this was written on february so its been a while since I even read it myself tbh HFDGH Tunwi belongs to @/fa1r77_ on IG --------------

Its been two weeks since the masked recom had been accidentally separated from her unit and was stranded with these navi people. For obvious reasons, Akaru and Fauti were less cordial to her, but one navi seemed to give her a chance. Tunwi, a tall navi woman who drew Ryker's attention with her towering height yet.. Sweet and soft energy. She thought it was cute. The two girls were seated next to each other, watching the sunset (or eclipse, as it is known on Pandora.) For both of them, the sounds of the air and animals around Tunwi's home were quite peaceful. They sat comfortably, enjoying the serene atmosphere together.

‘’So… Can I ask about your bracelet? ’’ Ryker spoke, catching the attention of the taller one. ‘’I’ve always been a bit curious about it, you don't have to tell me if you don’t want to, though.’’ ‘’Oh, N-No! , it's... fine, I guess I don’t mind telling you about it..." Tunwi drew a long breath before turning away. She had to prepare herself to reveal such private things about her past that she wouldn't normally share with anyone.

She continued, "This bracelet is from my father; he gave it to my mom before I was born so that I might have a piece of him with me..." The shy girl began to caress the bracelet carefully. "I never got to meet him, I... I don't know." sighed heavily, her final words mournful. ‘’-But it was okay, since my mom was there for me at least.’’ Tunwi says with a faint smile. ‘’What's she like?’’ Ryker asked

Tunwi gave a sorrowful smile before speaking. "Like a star," she says. “Always so happy and jumping, a-and dancing too! "Tunwi softly giggled as she remembered them. "Mom used to scold me for not being able to make proper friends, and… She was always there when I needed her." there was so much love in her tone, so much caring in her words that Ryker could feel. ‘’..Was? "

"She..." There was a pause, and Tunwi felt her hands quiver as she tried to keep her composure. "She passed away a few years ago." "...I'm sorry to hear that." Ryker replied. Guilty, of course she shouldn't have asked, but she was always curious about Tunwi, wanting to learn everything she could about her.

"....I admire how you remember her; I can't even remember my own family," ‘’You can't?’’ Tunwi asked, her voice concerned.

“Well, I remember my grandfather, or at least his stories… He used to tell me about underwater creatures from the ocean, all sorts of it. Big inspiration for all my tatts, actually.’’ Ryker laughed softly, and although it was the only memory she could think of, it was enough for her to feel some kind of peace. ‘’...You really don't remember anything else?"

Now it was Tunwi who was curious, which caught Ryker off guard for a moment, but it felt nice that her friend was curious about her.

"Yeah... Before I realized, I was already working at the RDA and found a… new family? I guess" she looked at her hands, trying to avoid Tunwi's gaze. Sighing before speaking again, "And…” She pauses. “...I know my colleagues are wrong. what we're doing isn't right, but I still can't help but miss them." Ryker's helmet obscured whatever pained look she had at that moment, but you could hear it clearly in her voice.

"...I miss them deeply." she sighs. Not wanting to admit it out loud, but it's not like she could do anything about it.

"...One will always desire a family," Tunwi said, drawing Ryker's attention to her.

"If you think of them as a family, I understand how much you miss them." she says softly, reassuringly.

After saying that, they both looked at each other for a brief moment before looking in another direction. With a sunset setting in front of them, the mood slipped into a pleasant quietness, but the silence was short-lived once Tunwi spoke again.

"There's a lot I don't know about you, but I'm looking forward to learning every tiny detail.'’ She confessed, if it weren’t for Ryker’s mask, Tunwi would have noticed Ryker’s blushed cheeks and surprised expression. The masked recom's silence perplexed the taller one, who chose not to say anything until she responded. "So you're interested in me?" Ryker asked in a cheeky tone. ‘’WhA- I..I’m just curious about you…!’’ Tunwi looked away and blushed, realizing her honesty poured through her lips without stopping; Ryker had that effect on her; it was difficult to leave things unsaid when she made her so weak. Ryker finds Tunwi's reaction quite endearing and laughs.

The recom remained silent before carefully removing her helmet , lifting her hands to the back of it. Tunwi then turned her gaze to her and was mesmerized by the sight of her lovely friend's face. She gently gasps, captivated by her friend's unexpected appearance, her pulse skips a beat. Tunwi swiftly looked away nervously, her cheeks warming at the same time. ‘’A-Ah! "Your mask..or err- helmet..?." Her heart was racing so hard and fast that she thought it was about to explode out of her chest at any moment.

Ryker laughs softly, ruffling her silky black fluffy hair, which rests messily over her gentle cheeks. "It's okay, I trust you." Ryker's words soothed her nervous friend, giving Tunwi the courage to look at her again. Her pupils dilated the moment she returned her gaze to hers. She had imagined her face numerous times, but nothing could have prepared her for the reality.

There was stillness in between them before Tunwi avoided eye contact once more; it was too much for her; she was already attracted to Ryker, but now that her eyes were gazing at her directly, it was different, it had changed. "Thanks for trusting me" Ryker said, not breaking eye contact. Tunwi's body felt even warmer than before. "O-of course!....No problem..." was the only reply Tunwi could muster in her current state.

Ryker gently rests her hand on tunwi's and squeezes it lightly.

"I wish your mother could see you right now. I'm sure she'd be proud of all the friends you've made," Ryker added. Tunwi, who was staring at her calmly this time, responded with a soulful grin and softened her expression as she held Ryker's hand in her palm.

‘’Thank you, Ryker.’’

#avatar ocs

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tricobicoart · 2 months

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Tf2 Rothena!! Original & redesign!! She became my tf2 si after(under the cut):

I made a whole au where she was on a warp pad & some enemy activated it or destroyed it when she was trying to activate it to help, and she got transported to the tf2 universe (more game and non-story-comics-based one) and gradually gave less shits until she gave up(once she realized there was no way back home) on way more morals than dan vs or tf2 mae, and after busting out of jail one too many times, she accepts a job from the Administrator's corporation for protection of her & some one-sided(on her side)friends, and her fate is cemented there. Also she has the same default scars as tf2 & danvs Mae but i didn't draw them in bc i was focused on getting the new damn 'render' done. Less scars in general tho bc of her unique half-gem-full-human nature, it was easier to incorporate her into the respawn system.

Their team role is officially The Understudy, but she calls herself Cannon Fodder, Expendable, other self-deprecating terms that the team members she didn't gel with went along with(Soldier, Spy, Scout occasionally, Medic bc he thinks it's as funny as she does, same for Sniper) at the beginning. She usually picks or is assigned to(read: the rest of the team draw straws or fight w rock-paper-scissors to determine) one team member throughout the match, assisting them in their job as backup or cannon fodder/actual scouting (its okay bc she respawns & is gets good at not dying eventually). okay discord copy pasting abt her under th ecut

Rothena joins red team starting out being completely herself: adhd, gen z suicide jokes, talking abt how much she loves women, etc, unlike how she usually acts when meeting new people. She figures "it's the 1960s, if i'm gonna get like hate crimed i better do it before i get attached, put all my quirks out in the open" & being so open abt herself actually endears some of the mercs to her (& makes others think she's nuts/has to self-preservation which. true lol) However this makes soldier her worst enemy bc she keeps talking abt how much she hates america. Despite being american rothena: i want free healthcare soldier: you want handouts!? rothena: no, i just don't want to pay 10,000 dollars bc some rando got me sick & i needed to be hospitalized

eventually they settle the fighting with "america could be improved but it's our home & we should stand for it & support it to improvement" but before then, HOO boy they're like in the "can i PLEASE get a waffle" vine: rothena & soldier: *fighting abt america* engineer: can you stand on the point?? rothena & soldier: *get more violent* engineer: can you PLEASE stand on the point?!?

Rothena does godawful at her first day on the field--she's only worked with sitting-duck or inexperienced targets w miss pauling, & the team dismisses her as a liability, so she does her best to stay out of the way bc she thinks so too (and tbh she kind of is, it's like if a casual/beginner jumped into a competitive match in tf2). But heavy takes pity on her and takes her under his wing, having her practice when he has free time he's willing to sacrifice, and having her shadow him during battles!! And the team sees her become more useful and eventually more of them start asking her to shadow them, earning her first positive class-based nickname, (Little) Shadow! Maybe medic sees her potential to learn and observe when she picks up a stray medigun and uses it on him without ever being taught how to!! And from there the trust builds!!

how tf2 rothena started: "blue hair" by tv girl (sad/melancholy) how tf2 rothena is going(canon): "using you" by margo (bittersweet but mostly happy) how tf2 rothena will end up(post-canon): "lifetime achievement award" by lemon demon or smth w similar resurrection themes (driven mad from love and care, unwilling to let go of mortal friends, medic is in on this)

#tf2 #tf2 si #tf2 self insert #tf2 rothena #my drawings #my self inserts #i'll paste more stuff abt her from discord later #and edit this to add timeline stuff bc the gravel war here lasts a bit longer than it does in canon #also in every tf2 universe i write/put characters in the tf2 team/team fortress is FRIENDS whether overtly or subtly there is no #'secretly ACTUALLY hating each others gut' here!!!! no offebse to those who write that btw it's always anywhere from hilariou to gutwrenchi #to watch (/pos both)

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ladydeath-22 · 2 years

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Asking a bunch of people this: if you could change one thing about ACOTAR, what would it be?

Hey!

I think I would have liked for Rhys to stay evil tbh. And I wouldn't have minded if Feyre also went evil. The time UTM changed her and she realized sometimes good can't win. I think that would have been an amazing plot line.

I actually loved Rhys then. He would have been an amazing character. Rhys is not a good person. I started to hate him after he tried to defend his actions as good. That he gave out this evil persona to protect his loved ones and Velaris. That makes no sense. A truly good person will not be able to do that. He literally tortures the CoN citizens mentally, he excludes them from Velaris and telling Velaris citizens to basically bully them out of the city. Not to mention he does nothing for illyrian women.

But its okay, he says he cares. That is what pisses me off about him. His behavior would make sense if he just said, "I am not a good person Feyre, I will do anything and hurt anyone to protect those that I love". He love Velaris and his IC and he hurts the CoN and Illyria to protect them. That would make sense considering he doesn't care for them. But he acts like he does which is worse. He says he wants to change Fae society but he does nothing. He allows males to abuse women in both cities "cause he needs their men". (yayyy feminist king).

And if Feyre followed suit I wouldn't have minded, now she is just as insufferable as he is, saying that she cares but does nothing. Cause Feyre was evil when she destroyed the spring court not caring she hurt the innocent spring court citizens. I would have loved the villian era for her, but nah she was a good and innocent person getting back at her abusive ex.

Just don't say you're good when you're not. Be evil and live for it lol.

#anti rhysand #anti rhys #anti acotar #anti feyre

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barkspawn · 1 year

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lol then can we get "i love you, no matter what that means to you, i'm going to take care of you, even if you dont want me to" prompt from the romantic quotes prompt list with elliott? <3 i love your writing

Thank you, I'll never get used to the fact that people like my stuff. it's wild.

and tbh, I'm realizing the things I enjoy writing the most, which is suuuuuuuuuuuper helpful. so thank YOU and the others who send in prompts.

Amelia had been struggling for the past few weeks. Her depression took a turn for the worse when she heard of her father falling ill and after receiving a spiteful email from an old "friend" explaining how selfish and idiotic she was for leaving the city. It was hurtful enough to wear her down.

Amelia was keeping up with the crops okay and was trying extra hard to make the animals happy. She knew he was picking on her, but when Shane visited with a new chick and made a comment about how the crops seemed small and dinky, she felt herself hit a low. She knew he'd feel horrible if he knew, so she decided not to tell him.

Elliott was an entirely different situation. They'd been together for a year and a half and she couldn't stomach letting him see her like this. He knew something was wrong right away and decided to give her space for a few days, deciding today to be a little more persistent.

Amelia looked down at her phone as it rang. She sat on the couch with her knees drawn to her chest, just staring at the rustic painting on the wall in thought. The third time the phone started to ring she sighed, answering the call.

"Hello?" She winced, not even recognizing her own voice.

"Hey, love," Elliott started, trying to keep his tone as normal as possible, even if he was sick with worry, "I've missed you. I was thinking I'll bring some food to you this evening. We'll curl up and watch a movie."

The idea seemed nice to her, but she genuinely believed it wasn't what she deserved. Before thinking, she spoke, "Actually, I wanted to talk to you, El. Can you come by soon?"

He paused for a long moment before answering, "of course. I'll leave now. I love you."

"I love you too," she responded too quickly, hanging up and letting tears fall as a sob escaped her. This is how it had to be.

Elliot was a brilliant man with a bright and happy future ahead of him. She could not let herself be the one responsible for holding him back. It wouldn't be fair. She loved him with her whole being, which is why she had to stop this. He deserved so much more.

After a moment, she stood to clean herself up, pacing until she heard his footsteps on the porch. He gave a light knock before opening the door, his smile brightening up the entire room. He looked as handsome as ever, a small container that could only be from the saloon in his hands. His smile and his general presence lifted her spirits a bit. For a moment, she wondered if this was a mistake. Quickly, she resolved that it needed to be done. It was for him, not her.

Closing the door behind him, he set the food on the counter and moved to wrap his arms around her in a tight, loving hug that broke her heart. When she didn't hug him back, he pulled back, his hands on her shoulders.

"Amelia? What's on your mind?" He searched her face, not oblivious to her tear-stained eyes and cheeks. She took a shaky breath and closed her eyes.

"Elliott, I don't think we should see each other anymore."

His hands fell from her shoulders as he looked over her face once more. Something was wrong and she wasn't okay. He knew that. Still, his heart ached.

"I see," he responded after a long moment, "may I ask if it is something I've done or-"

"No, no, El," she interjected, tears unable to be stopped, "You've been perfect in every way.. I just can't keep doing this. I can't keep pretending I'm right for you when I'm so clearly not."

He flinched at that, cursing his own eyes for going misty, "if that is what you want, Amelia, I will not fight you. I am never far.. should you need me for anything."

He made his way to the door before stepping through, the sob that came from behind the door ripping his heart to pieces more than her leaving him ever could.

His chest tight and his eyes red, he turned back to town.

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Elliott sat at the small fire outside of his shack, checking his phone for the millionth time before sighing and shoving it in his pocket. He poured the rest of the wine into his glass, noticing a dark figure at the end of the pier as he went to take a drink. When he focused, he saw it was Sebastian, sitting quietly on the edge.

Elliott stood, glass in hand, and headed down the end of the pier to stand behind the younger man.

"Sebastian, right?"

Sebastian looked up at him, sarcastic remark locked and loaded, but bit it back as he saw the man's face. Elliott was a little bit of a mess himself. Sebastian just nodded and stared back toward the ocean.

"You.. you're Amelia's friend, aren't you?"

"I mean, yeah," Sebastian started, his expression twisted in confusion, "why, aren't you her boyfriend?"

Elliott looked down at his glass, tracing the rim, "as of this morning, no. I'm not."

Sebastian deflated, frowning as he moved aside for Elliott to sit. He really didn't care enough about Elliott in the equation, but about how Amelia was. They'd been best friends for a year and she was head over heels for this guy.

"Sorry to hear, man," he stared ahead, his frown deeper still than usual.

"Me too," Elliott started as he sat beside him, "I just.. I wanted to ask you," his voice was quiet, almost feeling guilty for asking, "have you spoken with her in the last few days?"

Sebastian turned to give the man a confused look before his expression softened, "yeah, I guess. She canceled plans we had and she said she wasn't feeling good. Why?"

Elliott pinched the bridge of his nose, "when I saw her today, it was like she was a different person," he started, voice still shaking, "she was cold and distant. But she looked like she hadn't been eating or something of the like," he paused again, turning to look at the other man, "I'm worried about her."

Sebastian's brow knit together as he stared, deep in thought, "and, if you're cool with telling me, what did she say?"

"She said she couldn't do it anymore. She told me it wasn't me and that I was great.. she said she wasn't right for me."

Sebastian sat and thought for a long moment, frowning before he sighed, "I know her dad is sick," Elliott nodded, his frown growing deeper, "and she got this letter from an old friend. She wouldn't tell me more.." Elliott sighed as Sebastian turned to look at him, "did she seem depressed? Like what you see in those shitty commercials, but real and not forced?"

Elliott thought for a long moment. He thought about every word she said, how she seemed so tired and thin, and how she looked and sounded.

"Yeah, it was a lot like that."

"There's your answer, dude," he pulled out his cigarettes, "I'll check on her later, but she adores you. She was talking about it last week ."

Somehow, Elliott felt worse hearing that. He gave a small nod, taking a long drink of his wine, frowning as the dregs swirled around the bottom of his glass.

"Is it an awful idea to reach out to her the day she left me?"

Sebastian nodded, taking a long drag of his cigarette, "I'll swing by tonight. I have your number and I'll text you how she is. Swing by in the morning and just… do your poetic… artistic… romantic shit."

Elliott gave a small chuckle before shifting to stand up, "thank you, Sebastian. I'm very glad to have gotten your insight."

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Elliott woke up earlier than he usually would have, gathering some different things to take with him to the farm. He created a care package of sorts, picking up her favorite hot tea, some ingredients for different meals he knew she loved, a pair of his most comfortable pajamas (as he couldn't go and buy her a new set before going over), and a journal. He had opened up to a few pages, writing little affirmations on some pages.

He felt horrible for not recognizing how much she was suffering. He'd been there before, but not in a long time. Once he gathered everything, he sighed, heading toward the farm.

As he made his way there, his confidence waned a bit as he grew closer. He hoped she wouldn't be mad at him for coming, but Sebastian's text made it pretty clear that Elliott coming over would help her, so it was the plan. He walked up the steps, taking his time before knocking lightly on the door.

His heart dropped as he saw her open the door. She was exhausted and pale like she hadn't slept for days.

"Elliott?" She started, her voice cracking.

"May I come in?" He gestured to the bag he held with all of the stuff he had. She paused for a long moment before sighing and opening the door, allowing him to pass.

"I'm not sure why you'd come," she frowned, her arms wrapping around herself, "I'm not your responsibility. You don't have to care anymore."

He gave her a gentle look as he placed the bag down before walking over to her, his voice quiet but firm, "Amelia, I can see you're struggling. Whether or not being with me is a part of you getting better, I love you, no matter what that means to you," he started, shifting to gesture to the bag, "I'm going to take care of you, even if you don't want me to. Because you should never be alone when you feel this way, no one should."

Her gaze fell to the floor as she failed to stop her tears from falling. After a long moment, she gave a small nod.

"I'll never force it, but tell me if you should like a hug. Sometimes such a small– oof," he was cut off as she wrapped her arms around his waist almost too tightly. He wrapped his arms around her, hugging her back with as much emotion as he could show. He felt her shaking, like a string had snapped that was holding her up, leaving her a crying mess in his arms. His heart broke for her, but he was so glad he was here.

They stayed like that for an incredibly long time before he pulled back to grab the pajamas from the bag and brought them to her.

"Go ahead and take a nice, hot shower. I'll make you some food. You can call me if you need me."

After a few hours, she had eaten, explained everything, and broke down once more in his arms. He just sat beside her, intently listening as she cried and spoke. She couldn't seem to look at him when she finished.

"Amelia, that woman who sent that is no friend. She is simply jealous that you were able to escape and make a new life for yourself," he started, moving to take her hand but stopping himself, "and I'm so sorry about your father. If you'd like me to be, I'll be here every step of the way. If you want me to remain at a distance, Sebastian will definitely be here as well."

She wiped away a new wave of tears, letting herself lean into him once more, "I love you more than anything. I know it's not my place to say it, but I can't just not tell you how loved you truly are."

After a long moment, she stood on her toes and pressed a small, painfully gentle kiss to Elliott's lips.

"I.. don't want to leave you, El..," she started, "I just can't stand the idea of holding you back or bringing you down.."

The small kiss gave him the push to take her hands in his, "you couldn't do either of those things if you tried. I'm right here if you still want me. And even if you don't, for that matter. I won't leave your side until I know that you're okay and happy. Now, would you like to watch a horrible movie?"

She cracked a small smile for the first time in days before pulling him into one more tight hug.

"You deserve so much better than me, you know," she sighed, "I've always considered you out of my league, but-"

"None of that," he pulled back, hushing her, "you deserve the world and I intend on giving that to you, whether you believe me or not because I love you."

She stared up at him, her smile growing for the first time in days, "I love you, El," she shook her head, "thank you for not… giving up. It would have been the biggest mistake I'd ever made.."

"So you don't want to stop seeing me?" He couldn't help the hope in his voice, relaxing when she shook her head. He continued, "I'm happier to hear that than I can begin to show," he smiled and pulled back toward the couch, "now shall we watch shoddy animatronics try to fight each other?"

She laughed, the feeling almost unfamiliar, as she moved to curl up beside him on the couch with a blanket.

This is where she belonged and she was endlessly glad he didn't give up on her.

With people who care for her this much, how could she not see herself being okay?

She rest her head on his shoulder, laughing at the movie with her hand in his.

#elliott #elliott sdv #sdv elliott #sdv #sdv fanfic #stardew valley fanfic #stardew #stardew valley #elliott stardew valley #oh look a one-shot #barkspawn oneshot

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sunflower-lilac42 · 3 months

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ice bound asks that got deleted!

'i know you said that chloe has some of olivia's music so who is driver's license about?'

so she made driver's license when she got her drivers license so it's originally about hayden (the douchey ex) however when she actually released the song she couldn't help but picture trevor for some of the lyrics such as (crying 'cause you weren't around, 'cause how could i ever love someone else, and i know we weren't perfect but i've never felt this way for no one, and i just can't imagine how you could be so okay, now that i'm gone, and pictured i was driving home to you, 'cause i still fucking love you babe)

while the one's about the other girl is strictly about hayden. so technically it's about hayden but she thinks some of it is for trevor

'ohh also what if chloe releases teenage dream when she and jack are 19 and its kinda about him, how he wonders if it's gonna get better at all fo rhim because his rookie season was so shitty, and then i can't think about what it could be for her... maybe just being a girl at 19 in general'

eeeeek that's so perfect i never thought of it that way! (i'm stealing your idea thank you, love you!)

moving on, so yes! they kind of have their "fling" (thought i'm not sure you can call it that but whatever) during his rookie season and that's a reason they break up. so the last part of teenage dreams is what he said to her during the fight, while the rest of it is her apologizing because she wasn't enough for him or more or less because she's his best friend's "little" sister and it would be easier if she wasn't

'what is chloe's personality in interviews like?? it would be funny if it was like renee's because you can't really get jack to speak his opinion on things (because he's very well media trained) and then you have his twin (who is ALSO media trained but just doesn't care)

SHES SO BOTH

there are times where she is like jack (obvi cuz they are twins) and her sass is definitely similar to jack's but overall like renee's.

i gave examples but i hated them so i'm changing it. a lot of the time she is asked about her brothers in interviews just because they are so popular across sports so they are bound to come up at some time. this is where she kinda of forgets that they're famous but not really. this is in reference to jack's interview where the interviewer asked if jack had seen luke's goal and he's like 'luke hughes?'

as when she's like renee is the fact that she just swears constantly and sometimes they can bleep it out but when they can't and she realizes that a lot of her family watches this and that she has younger fans she always apologizes 'i'm so so so sorry. kids don't swear'

moving on, she does not give one shit about her brothers during interviews. like she very much is like we're here for me not for my brothers so please don't talk about them. that's one thing that she hates it when they bring her brothers up when they can't really compare her to them because they are both famous but for two totally different reasons. but yeah she is an open book a lot of the time (unless it's like really personal of course)

are chloe and tate friends? their both in the music industry and in the same age range so i would assume that they've probably met at a party or award show or something'

yes! there are a couple of songs by tate that i'm using for chloe, but yes they are definitely friends

did she blow up like olivia did with driver's license?

yes but i love teenage dream and i think it suits her and trevor so well that i'm making that one one of 'better' songs.

i think chloe's nice ex (will) his fc should be joshua basset.

they are just giving me so many ideas for this au that i should start paying them tbh

feel free to ask more!!

#sunnylune #sunny lune #sunnylunespeaks #sunnyluneicebound #trevor x chloe #chloe hughes #trevor zegras #tz11 #hockey #nhl

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unadulterated-syd · 1 year

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marlene mckinnon x fem!reader

warnings -> none literally fluff, unedited

-> i literally love this,, this is how i see marlene tbh and i need her sooo bad

anyways, hope u enjoy.

masc presenting people dni.

everything she did caught your breath— it was like she sucked the oxygen from the world around you, holding it to herself. almost selfish if you had to say so yourself.

because everything she did infuriated you to your core. she was everything you'd never have, but you'd phrase it differently. she was stuck up, and she thought she was too good for you.

she was too good for you.

however, the world had always had an odd pattern to it. the stars always changed, though they'd always come back. and just as you thought of her, she'd thought of you.

you were too much for her, gorgeous and confusing. she didn't want to accept that she'd fallen for you. she wouldn't. and neither would you.

it began with flirting— even just in the halls, she'd throw a wink, and you'd roll your eyes.

then it was at parties, ones you usually wouldn't have attended.

you held your liquor well, never drank too much whilst there. but she didnt, she never held back. something you'd admired. her drunken dancing practically left stars in your eyes.

as soon as everyone had started to party they'd disappeared— it was only the two of you now. a room full of people meant nothing when her eyes fell on you.

she made you a target, drunkenly offering you her hand, "Ms. L/n." your brain traced the goofy smile that plastered her face, how could you say no?

"dance with me, Y/n. dance like you've never tried." she gave you a look of mischief, one you'd wished you'd taken a picture of. she took your hand and you spun your way around the room.

it was always different— the kind of dancing you'd hide to the comforts of your bathroom mirror, the dancing you'd see in a club, ballroom steps.

it ended there, in a slowdance. too tired to carry on with any high energy dance— her head fell on your collarbone, tracing your palm as she caught her breath.

and when she looked up, you'd nearly cursed yourself. there was no way you'd truly get over her— the look in her eyes as she explored your face.

and then she grinned. grinned.

"you look.. " she paused, her head tilting as she sucked in one more breath, "hot."

you shook your head, as if you'd expected anything more mannered than that from the drunken girl.

"you look gorgeous."

"i thought you hated people like me."

"people like you? god, mckinnon i worship people like you."

she stared at you blankly, for even just a moment. she didn't need to think, she couldn't think. complicating things was no longer a choice, but a need. something she'd forget in the morning, but would yearn for till the very end.

she kissed you, as if the universe connected in that moment. two soulmates partaking in the realization they needed too. two rivals becoming something they'd never dream of.

and you kissed her back.

no one but you would remember this in the morning— no dancing, no kiss, it would be as if you'd dreamt it. but for a moment you asked yourself— was it worth it? and you'd never need to ask again.

for a dream like this was better than the unformed hatred that rested itself in your hearts.

"spend the night with me."

"you're drunk. you don't mean that."

"i do. i really do. i've only just gotten the guts to say it."

"we can't do this."

"just one night. please."

you pondered, one night and the bliss would be gone. for you could never maintain what you have— what you could've had. people would never accept it.

"okay."

as the night died down, she stayed in your arms. her head drowsily found itself placed against you in anyway, as you both lightly swayed to the dying music.

kids were laid everywhere— some had left, others finished up their games, others had fallen asleep right where they'd been.

close to sleep, you sought it best to find your way back to the dorms.

even with the light demands of marlene to stay back— insisting on more booze and dancing, you managed to pull the two of you to the common room, and up the stairs (a task that proved almost impossible with marlene at your side)

you'd practically carried her up, finally resting her on her bunk. she'd sprawled out as soon as she'd reached the comfort of her sheets. only breaking her zombified state to grab at your hand.

"where to..?" she slurred, eyes squeezed shut, a manner in which you wondered how she'd even seen you go to exit.

"changing."

you did as such— prepared to go to your own bunk and allow hours of wonder dance around your mind, however you were a woman of your word.

you sighed, gently moving the sleeping girl over, setting yourself beside her in the bunk— whilst reaching over her to grasp the blankets, she saw it an opportunity to burry herself in you.

you swore you'd never been closer to heaven.

even if it'd come crashing tomorrow.

hp tags -> @goodoldfashionedluvergirl

marlene tags -> @withastrangerheart, added u because there isn't enough marlene fics and i figured you'd want this (let me know if not!)

if you want to be added to a tag list send in an ask <3

#marlene mckinnon #marauders era #marauders #harry potter fluff #marauders fluff #wlw #sapphic

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fantasydaydreamers · 11 months

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hello!! i hope you're doing great ♡

i'm the anon with the fixation on the donut shop girl (lmao) and the one who asked if touya actually picked reader on spin the bottle! (and maybe something else lol) i thought i could use an emoji to sign my asks since i feel like asking you too many things (even if it's a bit late 😅) would this one be okay? 🍥 i hope no one is using it!

sorry for the rant!! i wanted to say that part 6 updates got me squeaking, kicking my feet and twirling my hair, have you considered writing a 15 minutes in heaven? (jk jk...... unless)

now fr... soft touya got me on my knees! (yes.) i loved how even after realizing reader actually was okay with sending him that text, he still gave her space to clear her mind (even though i was dying for a kiss). i'm glad touya is at least a bit self-aware and knows that it's a bit hard to trust him 😔 also this part made it clear for me that he's interested in reader only since that night, that's good to know! i thought maybe he had his eye on her from before, and he shot his shot at the party.

on the other hand, hitoshi still doesn't give me good vibes, idk why! like... it probably is just my personal taste and not that he's fishy or anything, but... his words at the end didn't sit too well with me, although it's normal he was so passive-aggressive lmao.

either way, tomura best boy.

dying for part 7!!

- 🍥

YES!!!💕 HII!!!! I remember and I hope my answers helped ease yours and everyone else's curiosity 🤭 (at least somewhat)

I LOVE ASKS!!!!! NO SUCH THING AS TOO MANY!!!!!😤 you can use an emoji if you want (I don't think that one is being used🤔)

OKAY!!!! SO!!!! (LONG ANSWER AHEAD SO IM GONNA PUT IT UNDER THE CUT👀)

💙💜

First of all, not 15 minutes 😭😭😭 I love how you didn't even say 14 to double it and just added an extra number LMFAOOO!!!

I'm glad you caught on to Touya pulling away and being like "I'm giving you space to sort everything out." AND MANNNN DID HE WANT A KISS TOO!!!!😩 he knows of his reputation so he gets it....but YES!!! HE ALSO CONFIRMED ITS BEEN YOU!!!

Now, I kinda teased the answer to this is a previous ask but I think I'll just clarify it here (sorry for not doing that before!😭) but at the party you were the only girl in the circle Touya hadn't been with yet SOOOO he picked you for 7 mins in heaven and before he could even try anything, you immediately turned him down.

Obviously, he knew why and bc of his reputation, so he thought he could be sneaky and seduce you (as he's done with the other girls who tried resisting him...) Turns out, that didn't work either and you ended up peaking his curiosity.... (this will possibly be explained more in part 7😭)

→ Touya: *is confused* "I don't....is she taken already? But I'm.....me?"

Half of y'all finding Hitoshi suspicious and the other half finding Touya suspicious is so funny to me???😭 y'all fucked up for catching feelings for two guys and sus them out?? BABE, LOOK IN A MIRROR!!!!LMFAOOO JK I LOVE YALL!!!😭💕

In all honesty, Hitoshi is hurt rn so he said that bc he's just....well....hurt😬. Tomura is here for everyone tbh....you've made a bestie for life🥹

Finally, there's been a few comments on part 6 asking about alternate endings and I'm so sorry but...that's not going to happen😔 I originally started this with one end in mind and although how TEMPTING it is to give them both an ending, only one will come out victorious. I WILL WRITE MORE FICS AND STORIES IN THE FUTURE GUYS!!!!!😭 LITERALLY RIGHT AFTER THIS STORY I TOLD YALL WHAT IM DOING!??!?? PLEASEEEE!!!!😭

We can all have a therapy session after? PART 7 SOON YAAYYYY!!!!!!!💕💕💕💕🎉

#THANK YOU FOR THIS BEAUTIFULLY LONG MESSAGE #I LOVE READING IT AND ANSWERING IT!!! I WAS SQUEALING WITH YOU!!!💕💕#ask miss fantasy

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it's below the cut, anon💜:

I wonder if BAs (no, I actually don’t) and the so called J*bitha shippers realize that they are framing Jughead’s commitment to Tabitha as an obligation and not as something he genuinely should feel. He doesn’t own Tabitha to be in love with her because she helped him with his trauma and gave him a place to live.

—okay but from the way they speak (at least the way they speak to me about it even tho i've literally never asked) they really seem to think having a crush on someone entitles them to you.

uh. no?

what's the bets they wouldn't be into the ship if it was the exact same only without bughead history if they loved tabitha so much and jughead acted the same way he does with her now? gonna relive history at saying this (again), i can feel it, but jughead isn't exactly the most amazing bf to her. and jessica and he weren't good for each other but he also wasn't amazing to her either? look at the way veggie was written or the way b/a is currently being written. jughead isn't the exception to the "sort of not great to their current gf when it's the wrong girl" club on this show. it's a shallow drama, tbh, so i didn't expect any different.

the women aren't an exception to this either.

That’s not how it works. You aren’t nice to a person expecting something in return. You are asking him to force feelings for her as gratitude and this is the same people that claim to love her? The only thing he owns her is honestly about his feelings for her. That’s it. He doesn’t own her a relationship or love if he doesn’t actually reciprocates those feelings.

—if jughead has feelings for her, great. if he's feeling confused, that's his business until the feelings are known enough to make it her business. he owes her respect, kindness, and honesty. he does not owe her a relationship or to work through anything if he doesn't want to.

and i have no doubt they think it's because of bughead that we're side eyeing the way they said that but no. no one said he was obligated to stay with betty if he didn't want to be with her. he didn't owe it to her to stay and work out his complicated feelings towards betty kissing archie if he didn't want to did he? of course not.

tho it is sort of entertaining how they've decided that those memories are going to make jughead fall back in love with betty. guess that's the only possible conclusion if riverdale is totally normal and legit and nothing weird at all is going on, just random superpowers and witches, guys.

Also, another part about J*bitha shippers is how apparently Jughead is in love with her? Please, someone tell him because he doesn’t seem to know he even likes her at all. Same goes for Tabitha. "J*bitha is strong enough to help him deal with his past" truly, the same J*bitha that doesn’t speak on traumatic or important moments in their life unless they are forced to do so by the consequences?

—i think, and i'm just throwing it out there, they're going by what happened in the vale. even tho the vale is a totally different thing? then again, they also say that b/a is in love but we haven't heard any love declarations yet. which, again, they didn't actually talk about anything and i think that was the point? they sort of just covered it all up and ignored it.

and i know, i know, symbolism. but uh, jughead kneeling over the typewriter, devastated at her having broken something betty had given him isn't actually the symbolism they wanted. shout out to that screener who started that tho. pretty sure it's also the one who started the whole thing about them not being in the same room while filming back in s5. kudos for perseverance on that.

i'll say it again but i really think them giving tabitha this cryptic oracle role with the time travel so the plot doesn't get given away too quickly is a major hinderance to her storyline both alone and with jughead. maybe that's on purpose, i don't know. without even the audience knowing what's happening, her information is only helpful if she shares it and her not sharing it or showing/telling the audience why that's a bad idea is just going to make her frustrating as a character.

The same Jughead that didn’t tell his own girlfriend he could read minds until like 2 episodes ago? The same Tabitha that forgot to mention she’s been time traveling and might have possibly seen situations that she hasn’t told him about? Everything that J*bitha apparently is has never been shown, except for season 5 with their interactions being platonic at best (except the rushed episode in which they got together) the so called intensity of their relationship has never been shown.

—if this were any other show, i would 100% believe the narrative of tabitha being upset at him reading her mind vs betty asking him to go into her deepest, most repressed thoughts was on purpose. she wasn't even bothered that he was skimming surface stuff, she was fine with it.

but it's riverdale. still, the contrast to 6x12 and showing the memory of jughead telling her she's not like her dad also felt stark so who knows?

I don’t care what people that ship J*bitha think that relationship is – but claiming Jughead 'owes' Tabitha certain things are being relationship in a fucked up way. You don’t owe anyone anything expect respect and honestly, which is why I’m sure they’ll break up.

—maybe they'll bring in the problems from the vale (seems more likely now, tbh). tabitha bottled up all the issues she had with him in that episode and he didn't exactly make it better. we're seeing bigger, more real life issues of those in the vale it seems. so it has the potential to get messy but riverdale side steps that when possible so who knows?

#besos!#anonymous #anti j*bitha #i be thinking this anon no like this situation so much #that's fine #it's a dumb situation tbh

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