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notsoattractivearenti · 7 months

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Future (Christian Pulisic x Fem!Reader)

WC: 1.2K

Warnings: none

A/N: tried to rewrite the lost bday fic for christian but i couldn't, instead i wrote different fic! another short fic cuz i haven't been able to write a long one. hope you guys enjoy and i’d love to hear your thoughts thru ask/reply/reblog 💗 apologies for any errors! feedbacks are highly appreciated 🤍

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You came to visit Christian in Milan with his family: Christian’s parents, Mark and Kelley, his sister, Devyn and his niece, Avery. They were there for 4 days while you stayed for another 10 days – you were able to take some time off of work, and it had been 6 months since the last time you saw your boyfriend in person. You got to spent your early days in Milan together with his family especially when Christian was training during the day. 1-year-old Avery loved to be around you and Christian – most of the times she would ask for you to carry her and play with her. At the beginning of your relationship, you and Christian had a talk about how you envision your future, together or separately, and it was completely clear that you both want a marriage and kids. Even so, you don’t want to rush into anything yet because you know how hard it is to raise kids, no matter how cute or sweet they are as babies. Right now, you’re still enjoying being the “fun aunt” and a “dog mom” to your and Christian’s newly-adopted puppies, Bubba and Coco, and you have no intention of having a baby anytime soon.

But Christian, he couldn’t stop thinking about how great it would be to have a little human with you right now. He basically was surrounded by adults with little kids and it made him think maybe it was time for both of you to consider adding the newest member to your family – yes, even though you weren’t married yet, you already considered both you and him as a little family, and your puppies are also a part of it. When he saw how close you were with Avery, it was so moving and adorable his heart couldn’t handle it. His mind was basically occupied with the possibility of growing your family, but he wasn’t sure if you were on the same page.

When it was time for Christian’s family to go back home, he and you drove them to the airport. Since the day before, Avery didn’t seem excited to go home. She was completely attached to you, not wanting to let you go – at night she wouldn’t stop crying unless you put her to sleep. And shortly before they boarded the plane, Avery cried and pulled your shirt – she was likely trying to get you on the plane with her – and it broke yours and Christian’s hearts. But you promised her you would see her right when you’re back from Milan, and she calmed down for a bit. And at that moment, Christian realized he had to tell you what he had been thinking about this whole time. Still unsure where you would stand about the whole baby thing, but he thought it was better if he was being open with you, although he was a lot nervous about how you were going to react.

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As a part of your nighttime routine, you always read a book – at least a chapter – before going to sleep. That night, you were sitting quietly on the bed, already in your pajamas with your bottom half wrapped under the blanket and just started reading a chapter when Christian came in and sat on his side of the bed. He genuinely loves this unique routine of yours – he finds it really adorable. Christian rested his chin on top of your shoulder.

“Y/N, I’ve been thinking for a while about expanding our family…” he spoke softly into your ear, “I think I’m ready for a baby.”

Your eyes suddenly widened and the clock stopped ticking for a moment. You were so caught off guard by what you just heard – you had to make sure he really said what you thought he said.

“Sorry, what was that?” You asked in shock.

“I want a baby. Our baby.” He affirmed.

“Oh, uh…” He really got you startled.

“Christian, I… I just… Uh…”

“Sweetheart that’s okay, we don’t have to try for one so soon. We can wait until you're ready. I’m just saying what I needed to say.” He assured you.

You closed your book and put it on the table next to your bed. You couldn’t continue reading as you were no longer able to concentrate on the book.

“Sorry, Chris, it’s just so sudden… Geez, what’s gotten into you?” You nervously laughed.

“I don’t know, seeing you being all affectionate with Avery makes it feel right. I know we have our fur babies but I just can’t stop thinking about having our little human baby… But again, only when you’re ready.” He emphasized.

“Okay, listen. You know me, Chris, I also want to have children with you. But there’s just a lot to think about, such as where are we going to raise them, or how do we fit our work schedules around them, or how much childcare will cost if we’re going to need it, or most importantly, are we mentally and emotionally prepared to be parents?” You expressed your thoughts to him.

“Kids are going to need stability and as for right now, I’m still going back and forth between USA and Italy to be with you. You spend most of your year here in Italy while I spend mine in the States. I’m okay with that, but for a child, it could be a lot.” You continued.

“Y/N, sweetheart… Those are some really good points. Yes, a lot to consider, and that’s why I keep saying ‘when you’re ready’. You’re the only person I want to be the mother of my children, and I will wait no matter how long it takes.”

He always knows what to say, that smooth talker. Your heart felt so full and warm and at the moment, the biggest grin appeared on your face.

“Awww, how lucky am I to be with the sweetest man alive!” You booped his nose.

“Okay, genuine question. How many kids do you want, Chris?”

“Up to you. You’re the one who will go through the pregnancy and give birth. So I want children as much as you want, and when it happens, I will be by your side all the time.” He answered softly while looking deeply into your eyes and held both of your hands.

“You know, maybe we can just… Plan things out before actively trying for a baby? But be prepared, we’re going to have a lot of long conversations.” You suggested.

He agreed. “Sounds great. Looking forward to planning our life with you, my love.”

“Oh and um, I don’t see any rings on my finger,” you jokily pointed at your ring finger, “maybe give me one first?"

“Oh trust me, you won’t see it coming!” He chuckled then kissed you on your cheek.

“You know, Y/N,” he adds, “you’re going to be a wonderful mom. Our kids would be so lucky to have you.”

“Chris, stop making me blush!” You covered your face which was already turning red.

“And you’re going to be the best dad, I can tell. I’m excited to see the day you become one.” You said as you kissed his shoulder.

He smiled at you. “Yeah, so am I.”

“By the way, I know we’re not making babies anytime soon but… Are you interested in making love instead?” He teasingly asked.

“Christian Mate Pulisic!” You playfully gasped. “Yes, yes, I’m very much interested. Now take off your clothes!”

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thirdnap · 4 months

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Hello,

Here is the life update of my past 4 years.

I began this blog many years ago in 2012 when I was only 14 years old, and I then slowly gained the courage to start posting art at 17 when I joined the K fandom. It's wild to think that I am now 25!

I was never quite consistent in posting since I only shared my art here whenever I felt like it, but it slowed down ever so gradually to basically 1 post a year for Yata’s birthday. This blog helped me with my fear of showing my art to others as I was incredibly embarrassed of my work for a really long time.

I soon moved to the USA from my homeland and attended animation school for 1 year, and then studied illustration and visual development for 4 years and I managed to accomplish many things I never could have imagined. I graduated with honors this past May, was selected by the faculty and head of department as my major’s trustee scholar, completed my 84-page art book thesis, got a few pieces into the Society of Illustrators, and my school even shot a mini docu-film about me, my art and my life where I got to share my upbringing. Art school was very demanding and at times tough but I managed to get a lot out of it :)

In July of this year, I moved to California from Florida and I’m much happier than I’ve ever been. I come from a very small country so I never expected to get this far in the art world. I drew Yata for fun in my bedroom whenever I wanted to and now I’m in LA breaking into the animation industry (receiving my first credit too!)

the drawings I share here are a very very small part of the illustrations I make weekly. I wish I could share them with everyone as I’m very proud of them but I enjoy separating my fandom life from my real life a little too much! Surprisingly I am working as a background artist at the moment despite never drawing backgrounds in this blog lol. I think many of you would be surprised at how different my work is from irl!!

It hasn’t always been great, so I don't want to make it seem like it's been all perfect. I’ve had many hard times too and at the moment I am extremely homesick since I haven't returned home in a long time but I think these are needed sacrifices.

However, I'm excited for 2024. I'm looking forward to growing as an artist and my goal is to continue to have fun with art as much as I have right now. I think I’m lucky to have a great support system including my best friend @fuurais who has been by my side for 10+ years and I managed to convert into a K artist too <3

Thank you for the support, for the kind messages, and for the excitement every time I post. I am always happy when I think of this blog and the friends I made. I unironically think about Yata every day as he is past being my comfort character tbh. I am currently writing this with full-on orange hair that I've had for a few years now lol.

I don’t think I’ll be as active as I was at 17 but I will try to not ghost this blog completely. There are a lot of things I haven’t drawn yet that I really want to do and I'd love to share those drawings with everyone.

Lots of love -

Tael <3

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feelbokkie · 6 months

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One Last Dance | Chapter 10

pairing: Minho x fem reader

genre: smau, crack, angst, fluff, non!idol au, major character death (I am apologizing now), friends to lovers, soul mates, first love, roommates

pov: 1st/2nd person (depending on how you view it)

warnings: swearing, suggestive (things get steamy guys, gals, and nonbinary pals, buckle up), mention of food, mention of death

summary: Childhood best friends Lee Minho and L/n Y/n are in their final year of university. While both of them are in love with each other, the only thing keeping them apart is Minho’s fear of change. As both dancers prepare for their lives after college, will Minho finally let fear rule him and his emotions or will he finally gain courage before he loses Y/n forever?

word count: 5,847

screenshot count: 10

taglist: closed!

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"Look, the only person I care about being in the car is Felix since we're doing this for him. If your asses aren't in the car, ready to go in the next 20 minutes, we're leaving you behind." You call into the boys' apartment. It's more for Hyunjin than it is for the rest of them.

Today is finally the day of your beach trip, and to be honest, you're quite excited. After the stress of midterms and the bullshit you've had to endure because of Minho's temper, you needed one day in the sun. The group decided to head to one of the further beaches, Daecheon Beach, a painstaking 3 hours away from Seoul. And because you plan to spend the whole day at the beach, you had to leave at 7 in the morning, much to Hyunjin, Felix, and Ma-Ri's dismay. Luckily, you won't have to worry about driving in the traffic on the way back home, Ma-Ri went ahead and booked three rooms for the night at a nearby motel.

"Where are you going all bright and shiny this morning?" A familiar raspy voice calls.

"Oh wow, Chan, you're up before noon." You tease as the older boy leans against his doorframe. He's dressed in black basketball shorts and a zip-up hoodie. His hair tousled around like he's been running his hands through it.

While you and Chan haven't hung out one-on-one since your little business meeting, you two still talk and meet at his apartment. You've gotten to know Changbin better and see a different side of Jisung that wasn't at all present while he was living with Felix, Hyunjin, and Seungmin.

"Why would I be asleep when the sun is gracing me with her presence?" He smirks, licking the corner of his lips. How he's able to be so flirty after waking up, you'll never know.

"It's too early for this." You mumble while blushing.

"No but seriously, where are you going?"

"Felix is super homesick and since we can't all take a spontaneous trip to Australia, we're going to spend the day at Daecheon Beach. Spending the night there too."

"Wish you told me, I love the beach."

"Pretty sure you just want to see me in a swimsuit."

"Well, that's just a bonus." He leans down closer to he's more to your eye level. He said he's back off, but he seems flirtier than before.

"You just don't quit." You tighten your grip on your beach bag and suitcase.

"Why quit? I'm just having fun. You tell me to stop, I'll stop."

"Channie, my brain isn't awake yet." You whine. You're too tired to banter back and forth with him.

"Okay, okay. No, but seriously, if your friend gets homesick again, send him my way. I got him, us Aussies got to stick together."

"I'll keep that in mind, thanks. I think he'd like that a lot."

The two of you fall silent for a second while Chan's eyes look you up and down. His eyebrows furrow together in concern and he bites his bottom lip.

"It's 6 in the morning and you're dressed in a tube top and shorts. Aren't you cold? It's freezing."

"Oh shit, I left my jacket." You suddenly remembered that you left your jacket on the couch when you went to put more food and water in the cats' automatic feeder and water bowl. You turn to head back to your apartment, digging around in your bag for your keys.

"Here," You look up at Chan as he quickly unzips his hoodie and pulls it off before handing it to you, revealing that he wasn't wearing a shirt underneath. You can also see now that his shorts are pulled low enough to see the waistband of his boxers. You can't help but stare at the perfectly toned six-pack in front of you. You quickly shake your head to bring yourself back to reality.

"You're just naked underneath your jacket?"

"I'm like this 24/7. I just wear clothes when you're over so you don't fall madly in love with me." He smiles, his dimple prominently showing.

"Get over yourself," You scoff.

"I saw you ogling me, don't lie Y/n." He pushes the jacket towards you again.

"It's fine, Chan. I can go grab mine real quick."

"Yeah, but mine is right here and toasty. It'll warm you up faster. Plus," Chan walks out of his apartment and leans into your ear, you can feel his breath on your skin. A chill runs down your spine. "it'll make lover boy jealous to see you wearing another man's clothes."

You don't want to make Minho jealous, you never wanted to. You know he's a jealous person. The fits he used to throw when you two were little were evidence of that. But he's already under the impression that you're trying to make him jealous. And you're cold and Chan's warm jacket is right there. Maybe that's why you find yourself setting your bag on the floor and taking the jacket out of Chan's hand, quickly slipping it on before you can argue how bad of an idea it is.

"Atta, girl," He praises into your ear before placing a kiss on your cheek and finally backing up.

"What happened to you backing off?" You ask as you zip up the jacket, looking at Chan. It's evident to both of you that the kiss flustered you a bit. You're certain Chan can see how red your face is.

Chan doesn't answer, just smirks, as he nods his head to tell you to look behind you. You grab your bag before turning around to find an angry Minho. His arms are crossed and his fists clenched. You watch as his jaw tenses as he stares are you and Chan.

"If you're not in the car in the next 5 minutes, we're leaving without you. We still have to pick up Ma-Ri and get breakfast." He says flatly, fire burning in his eyes as they refuse to leave Chan. He's actually staring him down.

"I'm going to kill you." You whisper at Chan.

"You took my jacket, sweetheart." He whispers back, shrugging.

You sigh as you walk towards the stairs. You're almost halfway to the stairs when you realize you don't hear Minho walking behind you. You turn around to find Minho and Chan staring each other down. A scowl on Minho's face as he shoots daggers at Chan. Chan, on the other what, has an amused expression on his face, clearly enjoying this.

"Minho, let's go," You call quietly, aware that most of your neighbors are still asleep. Minho doesn't move for a second as he continues to stare down Chan. Eventually, he breaks eye contact and walks towards you. When he's a bit closer to you, you start walking again.

"Bye, babe. Make sure you take lots of pictures for me, yeah?" Chan calls out, loud enough for Minho to hear but still not loud enough to wake up the neighbors. You roll your eyes and mentally start drafting the text you're going to send him in the car.

“It’s 7 in the fucking morning,” Minho grumbles as he walks past you.

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“Wow,” Ma-Ri breathes.

The seven of you got to the beach earlier than expected. You're almost certain that Minho was driving illegally fast to get as far away from Chan as quickly as possible. If that's the case, your 3-hour drive tomorrow might become 5 hours. Because of how fast you were going, Minho missed a few stops and you ended up getting McDonald's close to the beach. It may have been a pain in the ass to hear Hyunjin complain about how he was hungry, but having breakfast by the ocean.

"Something about the breeze and the salt water making eating food better." Felix hums, bouncing in his spot before he takes another sip of his Jeju Hallabong chiller.

"Noona," In says before swallowing the rest of the food in his mouth, " why are you eating a choco oreo mcflurry this early in the morning?"

"Hm, if you mix it with coffee, it tastes better. And I need coffee if I'm going to babysit you five." You answer as you finish mixing the mcflurry into your coffee.

Truth be told, you didn't order the mcflurry, Minho did for you. You don't always mix them but he knows that it's your favorite thing to do when you get coffee from McDonald's. You could just get an ice cream latte, but the oreos and chocolate add to the coffee.

"What do you mean babysit the five of us? There are four underclassmen." Ma-Ri asks with her mouthful of food.

"Disgusting," Hyunjin mutters under his breath. You grab a napkin from the bag and then grab Ma-Ri's face, wiping the ketchup off her face.

"I think you're the fifth one, noona," Seungmin adds.

"Okay, yeah fair."

Minho sits quietly eating his food, laughing when someone says or does something funny. He's been deep in thought the whole time you guys were eating. He silently helped you apply sunscreen on your back after you helped everyone. Insecure about the scar that stretches across his abdomen, he's wearing a loose white sweater and doesn't need help getting sunscreen on his back. You haven't talked to him all morning, other than helping him with directions on the drive to the beach. His little jealousy act is getting old. You know Chan is flirty and that's just his default setting with you. He's not really going to act on his feelings because of your situation with Minho. But Minho doesn't know that, and unfortunately for you, he's never going to let you have the chance to explain. Even if you were completely over him, Minho's overall demeanor is enough to scare off any decent guy. And for that, you're mad at him too.

"I'm going in the water!" Felix shouts the second he finishes eating.

"Just wait a few minutes. If you get a cramp in the ocean, you're fuck." You explain as you start picking up the trash and collecting it into an empty food bag.

"What if I promise not to go all the way in yet? Just my legs." Felix asks as he stands up, brushing sand off of his hands.

"Yongbokkie," You sigh. You know there's no point in arguing with Felix. He'll start pouting if he doesn't get his way and you'll cave like always.

"I'll go with him, noona. I'll stop him from just throwing his whole body in." Hyunjin says, also getting up and handing you his trash.

"I want to go in too, actually," Jeongin adds.

"Me three," Seungmin says as he hands you the bag of trash he collected.

"Okay, okay. But if any of you get a cramp or gets sick, you're Poseidon's problem." You wave them off. All four of them kick off their sandals and run towards the retreating wave. You know it's only a matter of time before they're all soaked.

Ma-Ri takes the trash from you, offering to throw it away for you. You silently thank her as you get up and head towards the boys. You stand on the shore, on top of the cool, wet sand, watching as all four of them are already soaked to the bone and attempting to drown Hyunjin.

"Be careful!" You call out as you watch them. You're going to go in after them, eventually. It's too cold right now and you want to at least wait a few minutes to be sure none of them are going to need your help. With the way they're all tackling each other and hopping on each other's back, you may need to go in soon.

The beach isn't too crowded yet. For a Saturday, you know it'll be backed by the end of the day. Which is one of the main reasons why you came early. If it wasn't for all of your work and school schedules, you would have preferred to come on a weekday when you know it wouldn't get busy until late afternoon. But, with how cool it is today, maybe you'll get lucky and everyone will stay home.

"Give me your hand." You hear Minho call from behind you.

"No," You say simply, refusing to look away from the boys. Ma-Ri walks into your line of sight, finally returning from throwing away the trash.

"Y/n, give me your hand," Minho says again, getting slightly impatient.

"Why do you want my hand?"

"Just give it to me,"

"No!"

Minho walks in front of you, blocking your view of the boys and Ma-Ri. He roughly grabs your wrist, gripping it tight enough so you can't pull away but not too tight where it hurts. He places something hard and small in the palm of your hand before closing your fingers around it. His fingers linger over yours for a second before he finally lets go. You look at him, your eyes narrowed in annoyance. His eyes shift down to your hands, trying--begging you to look at the object he put in your hand. you let out an annoyed sigh before looking down at your hand and lifting your fingers slowly to reveal the mystery object. Your heart jumps in your chest when you're met with the ombre of copperish red of a perfectly intact scallop shell.

During the drive to the beach, everyone was talking about what they were excited to do once you all got to the beach. You answered that today was going to be the day you find the most beautiful sea shell and that it would be perfectly whole. Shell collecting has always been your favorite part of the beach. You can't even begin to count all of the beach trips where you spent hours just looking at shells. The fact that Minho was able to find the perfect one in such a short amount of time and brought it to you immediately warmed your heart. You flip the shell over in your hand, hoping to marvel at the slightly holographic inside of the shell only to be met with the other half of the shell. He managed to find a perfect scallop shell with both halves. You look up to meet his eyes.

Being stubborn, you and Minho rarely apologized to each other. It almost always ends in another argument or makes both of you feel awkward. So you just stopped, finding other ways to resolve your issues. You could tell by the twinkle in his eyes, the soft, pleading look, that this was his way of apologizing. And while it may be a simple apology, especially after how he's been acting, it means the world to you.

Your eyes drop back down to the shell and examine it carefully, making sure the scallop has vacated the premises. Once you're sure the shell is empty, you try to carefully pry both parts apart.

Pop!

The scallop shell separates with a small yet satisfying pop. You examine both halves before taking Minho's arm and placing the nicer of the two halves in his hand, closing his fingers around it. You finally look up at him, squinting your eyes a bit because of the sun bouncing on the water behind him. A small smile forms on his mouth, making him smirk more than anything as he tries to stop himself from grinning. It makes you melt, the look on his face. At the end of the day, you know Minho loves you more than anything. He's always had trouble controlling his emotions when it comes to you. You remember back when you were in preschool you told him you were going to play with the girls instead of him for the day and how much he cried. Deep down inside, he's still that little boy.

"I--What the fuck?" You had taken your eyes off of the boys and Ma-Ri for 2 seconds to have a moment with Minho to find that they're playing chicken in the ocean as the rough waves crash into them. Ma-Ri stands to the side acting as a referee. "Here, can you put this in my bag, please? Hey! Cut that shit out!"

"Felix, I know you're a fish but the waves are too rough for you to be back floating like that." You warn as you swim out to Felix.

The two of you aren't too deep into the ocean. The sand is only a couple of feet away, but as the day went on, the waves got rougher. Ma-Ri gave up after getting absolutely trashed by the water and is working on her tan next to Minho. Hyunjin, Seungmin, and Jeongin are playing in the sand, letting themselves get hit by the waves and struggling to stand back up afterward. They're having fun quickly building sandcastles before the waves destroy them. You and Felix, being the braver two of the group, decided to swim a bit.

"It's fine, I'm straight up chilling, noona," Felix says. Still, you hold onto his ankle to prevent him from floating too far away.

The day has been perfect. It wasn't too hot or too cold. It wasn't too crowded either. All of you took a break to eat lunch, reapply sunscreen, and play some beach volleyball. You even took a little nap on Minho's lap after lunch. You didn't mean to, but he was playing with your hair the same way he pets the cats. That paired with the sounds of the waves breaking on the sand, you couldn't help but fall asleep. Ma-Ri had also fallen asleep and when you woke up, Ma-Ri's whole body was covered in sand while only your feet were buried. The boys innocently built a sandcastle off to the side.

"Are we leaving soon?" Felix asks suddenly after a wave quickly washes over both of you.

"Hm, probably. We have to have enough time to take showers before dinner. My hair alone is probably carrying most of the beach at this point." You say after spitting out some water.

"I wish I could live in the ocean." Felix pouts.

"We can come to the beach more often. Not this one but the one closer to campus." You think for a moment as another wave washes over you. "Just, promise me if you ever feel homesick or down again, you won't bottle it in and come to one of us, yeah?"

"I promise!" You fight against the current as the water starts pulling you back again, pushing Felix in front of you.

The two of you quietly float for a few minutes, letting the waves wash over you. You drift a little further every time, and every time you try to bring both you and Felix closer to the shore. Felix eventually situations himself in an upright position, tired of getting water in his mouth. He starts to splash you hard with the water. You, in return, splash him back.

"Felix! Noona! Behind you!" You hear Seungmin's panicked voice call. You and Felix turn around to see a large wave barreling towards you.

"Oh shit," You quickly turn to the younger boy. "Quick, to the shore." You tell Felix.

Felix quickly turns around and starts swimming towards the shore. You also turn and start swimming. Felix is much faster than you, already halfway to safety as you feel the water start to rise above you. You take in a deep breath just as the large wave consumes you. Completely submerged in the salt water, you're jostled around. Your arms and legs flail around. You're not entirely sure which way is up or down anymore. You feel something attaches itself to your ankle. You try to ignore it as you attempt to swim to the surface. You do your best to remain calm. Your lungs are already starting to burn. Being a dancer, your lung capacity is a bit larger than normal. But you were already tired and out of breath from trying to keep you and Felix close to the shore. Your lungs and eyes are burning but you still hold on as you try to swim towards the light. You weren't deep in the water in the first place but you're not sure how far out you were dragged. Involuntarily, you take a breath as you feel something wrap around your waist. Scared of what that could be, you thrash around a bit. Whatever you're caught in now only gets tighter.

A few seconds later you feel your toes drag across the sand. Then your feet and your knees. The cool air hits your back as your hands also hit the sand. You gain enough strength to crawl onto the sand. The thing around your waist suddenly disappears. Coughing and sputtering out water, you continue to crawl on the sand. When you feel like you're far enough away, you collapse on your stomach. Your eyes remain closed

"Go get some towels! Quick!"

"Noona! Hey Noona! Can you hear me?"

"Fuck, this is bad."

"W-where's F...Lix?" You choke out as you gasp for air.

"I'm right here. Noona, I'm right here." You feel Felix's small hand rest on your back.

"T...hank god." You sigh. Your lungs are still burning but less so now that you're out of the water.

"Here," You feel something, probably the towel, get placed on your back. You then feel a few hands grab you and put you in a sitting position.

The towel wraps around you tighter. You feel a hand on your face and another towel being dabbed over your eyes. After a few seconds, you slowly open your eyes. They're burning but feel much better compared to when you were in the water. Your red, stinging eyes meet Minho's concerned eyes. You blink a couple of times to make sure you're not seeing things, but when they're settled, you still see that Minho is dripping wet.

"Did...did you go in after me?" You ask him.

"Of course I did," He says simply.

"How fucking stupid," You say sternly.

"Noona--" Hyunjin starts before you cut him off.

"No, that was stupid. He's an idiot. You're a fucking idiot." You push Minho's hands away from you and stare him down. Tears begin to prick the back of your eyes.

"Hey, Y/n, that's not fair. He was only trying to help," Ma-Ri says as she puts her hand on your shoulder.

"He shouldn't have."

"So what, I should have just let you drown?" He asks, quickly getting annoyed with you.

"Yes! You can't swim, you do remember that, right? What the fuck were you thinking?"

"I wasn't thinking!"

"Yeah, no shit! Don't you ever, ever do anything like that again."

"Noona, he was just trying to--"

"He can't swim. You all know that. He had no business jumping in the ocean. We both almost drown. Do you understand that?" You don't break contact with Minho once, making sure he hears every part of what you're saying.

"We didn't," He replies.

"But we could have. That was the stupidest shit you have ever done in your entire life. You do know that, right?" You sniffle, your face becoming wet again. This time, from your tears.

"No it wasn't," He says firmly. The two of you stare each other down, neither one of you willing to back down. Everyone else is tense around you.

"Maybe...we should clean up and head over to the hotel. We can relax a bit before dinner." Ma-Ri suggests. The boys all quickly nod. Refusing to back down, you keep glaring at Minho. He lets out a frustrated groan before throwing down the towel and walking over to where your belongings are.

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In all three of the motel rooms that Ma-Ri had booked, you and Minho had to get stuck in the one with one bed.

You're still mad about what happened at the beach earlier. Well, half of you is mad. Pissed even, that he's so careless with his own life that he would run into the ocean knowing he can't swim. Another part of you is touched. He still went in the water after you to try to save your life. It was reckless, insane, and romantic all at the same time and it's making you feel conflicted inside.

You step out of the shower, hair dripping wet all over your shoulders. You quickly wrap it up in a towel and continue to change into a pair of shorts and one of Minho’s old shirts. You didn't mean to grab one of his shirts. You were packing last minute and grabbed the first shirt you saw. It seems a bit ridiculous looking at your current situation with him. But your other option is to wear your pajamas to dinner and while that'd be comfortable, it would not be sensible.

Minho quietly brushes past you and takes his turn in the shower. You sit there in silence for a moment before you hear the shower turn on. You let out a breath you didn't even know you were holding in. You're not even sure why you were holding it in. Your lungs still slightly burn. Ma-Ri made you go to the medical tent before you left the beach. They said you'd be fine in a few hours but if it got harder for you to breathe, you should go to the hospital. So far, so good.

You pull the towel off your head and let your damp hair fall on your shoulders. You go through your suitcase and pull out your makeup bag. You originally planned on doing some makeup for dinner, but the tension from earlier changed your mind. Instead, you pull out a tube of chapstick and your face moisturizer. As you finish getting ready, you hear the water shut off. You go to put your things away neatly in your suitcase. You drape your wet towel over the back of your chair and place it in front of the air conditioner to dry just as Minho makes his way out of the bathroom.

"Hey, are you seriously mad at me?" He asks.

"Not mad, pissed off," You answer back quickly.

"Those are the same thing," He groans as he walks over to his suitcase.

"Barely," You mutter.

You finish tidying up to room and pulling your pajamas out for later as Minho puts on cologne. It's the one you like on him. It's his scent as far as you're concerned.

"I don't understand how what I did was bad. I saved your life, you should be bowing down and thanking me. Not bitting my head off."

"Minho," You stop what you're doing and turn to him. "You cannot swim. You do know that right?"

"Of course, I know that."

"Then why the fuck did you--"

"I panicked! I-I wasn't thinking, okay? One second I'm watching you go under, waiting for your head to pop back up, the next I'm pulling you out of the water. I wasn't in control of my body."

"That's stupid."

"How is that stupid?"

"When people drown, they panic. They desperately thrash about trying to get air. People get dragged down when they try to save someone from drowning. There was seaweed caught on my leg. This could have ended horribly in a million different ways--"

"But it didn't,"

"By some miracle, yeah we're both alive. What if we both drowned? What then?"

"We'd be dead," He deadpans.

"I'm serious," You cross your arms, your eyes stinging once again.

"So am I," He steps closer to you, "If we both had drowned, then we'd both be dead. End of story. But we didn't and you're being ridiculous."

"You should have just let me drown." Your voice cracks. You squeeze your eyes shut as you try to drag your emotions deep down inside you so you won't have to deal with them.

"What?" He whispers. His voice is so low you almost don't hear him.

"Min, you almost died today too and it would have been my...I almost...fuck!" You quickly turn around and wipe your face. The tears you were holding back making a violent reappearance.

"Hey, hey, hey," Minho is suddenly in front of you.

He pulls your hands off of your face. He gently cups your face and tries to wipe your tears away. You look into his eyes. They are large and rimmed with tears and yet, he still wears a stupid smirk on his face

"I'm fine, okay. We're both fine. So stop crying. If I had drowned, it would have been nobody's fault but my own. But if I drowned saving you--hell, if I drowned while you made it out, I would have been fine with that."

"You need to stop doing reckless shit like that. Like, moving to the side of traffic when we walk on the sidewalk and waiting outside the bar for me to clock out and, picking fights with everyone who looks at me weirdly or cat calls me on the street."

"Y/n," He presses his forehead against yours, "I do reckless shit when I'm around you. I can't help it. I love you and I want to protect you. If something happened to you and I did nothing to stop it, I wouldn't be able to live with myself."

"And I'm supposed to live with myself if something happens to you? Because of me?" Your voice cracks again.

"I much rather have that than the other way around. Contrary to popular belief, I care and I would rather something happen to me than the people I love--to you."

"Stop saying you love me." You whisper, your tears slowly falling again as you blink.

"Why lie?" He whispers, slowly closing the gap between you as his nose rests on yours. You can smell the mint from his toothpaste.

"Because you don't mean it." You barely manage to choke out. He's so close to you, that your heart is about to burst out of your chest, you're almost certain he can hear it. His fingers feel like fire on your face.

"I do mean it. I've never lied to you a day in my life. I'm so in love with you that my body isn't even mine anymore. I lose control. That's why I always get mad easily when I see you with someone else. That's why I jumped in the water to save you. I can't go to the store without seeing something and wondering if you'd like it. Or hear a song and imagine you dancing to it while doing that high-pitched giggle you do when you're embarrassed. And that open-mouth smile you'll do while dancing when you know you're doing so well. You consume my every waking thought. And my sleeping ones too."

"Then...why aren't we together."

"You already know the answer to that," He closes his eyes, "I'm a coward. I don't want to fuck this up. I don't want to lose you. I rather have you in my life as a friend than not at all."

"But I can't be with someone else?"

"I'm a selfish bastard. I want everything all at once. You have no idea. Even now, you're crying and all I can think about is kissing you."

"Then do it," You breathe.

Minho pulls away from you, his eyes finally opening again. His hands don't leave your face. He's loudly breathing as he's deep in thought. His eyes move to your lips with an expression you've never seen on him before. For the first time in your life, he's unreadable.

"Y/n, I can't..." His eyes meet yours again.

"You just said you were a selfish bastard. Be selfish and take what you want. I promise you, I want it to." Your hands rest on his wrists.

He stays there in silence again, thinking. Probably contemplating the pros and cons of kissing you. You know he is, you've done it too, and every time the pros outweigh the cons but you still never act on your whims, terrified of scaring him off.

Minho leans in quickly. You close your eyes and brace yourself for the impact of his lips on yours. Only, they never come. You slowly open your eyes to find Minho close to your face, his lips hovering over yours.

"Are you sure?" He whispers, his lips brushing past yours.

"I've never been more sure about anything in my entire life." You whisper back.

A few more seconds go by before Minho finally closes the gap. His kiss is soft, almost as if he's scared you're going to vanish right now. You place cup his face in your hands and he melts into your touch. Relaxing a bit, he presses his lips into yours a bit deeper. You slightly part your lips to breathe and he takes the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. His hands drop from your face to your waist. You slowly start to get lightheaded as you quickly become intoxicated with his scent, his touch--him.

Your hands drop down down to the bottom of his shirt. You play with the hem of his shirt before your right hand makes its way under his shirt. Your hand resting on his defined stomach. Your finger gently strokes the scar on his stomach. Your left hand finds itself on the waistband of his pants. Your finger wraps around his belt loop and gently tugs. His right hand softly grabs your wrist and he pulls away from you. His hands are still on your waist and wrist and he stares at you, trying to breathe. His lips are wet and slightly swollen, probably just like yours. His eyes are full of both lust and concern, it's almost cute.

"Are you sure?" He barely whispers.

"I'm sure," You pull on his belt loop again, this time with more force, closing the gap between the two of you. "I'm not going anywhere, I promise."

"I don't want to hurt you," He says softly, the lust slowly retreating from his eyes as becomes more concerned.

"Selfish and cocky," You chuckle.

"I don't mean like that. I mean that too, but I don't really, really, really don't want to fuck this up."

You press your lips into his. It's a simple, yet passionate, peck on the lips but it causes him to loosen up a bit. You slowly pull away and look him in the eyes.

"I trust you. With every part of me. Always have. You could never hurt me."

The concern melts off his face, being completely replaced by lust. He still hesitates moving for a second. You're almost certain he's about to chicken out before he crashes his lips onto yours, almost as if he's desperate this time. Your head becomes dizzy all over again as his hands trail over your body. You don't even notice Minho slowly walking you to the bed until your back is flat against it and he is suddenly hovering over you.

"Are you sure?" He mumbles against your lips.

"Positive."

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angel — jschlatt x reader

based on the song "angel" by pinkpantheress

buckle up, she's angsty.

wc: 554

y/n's diary: dec. 9, 2023 ♡ schlatt's gonna take me out tomorrow. i'm really excited. it's been a while since we've seen each other. with his job and mine, it's been kind of hell. sure we've been texting and occasionally calling, but it's not the same. i miss his touch, i miss how his hands grip my fingers when they're cold. i miss him having his arm around me when we're on the railroad. he's just… everything to me. and i wish under better circumstanses we can see each other more. because no one is as romantic as him, i want you to know. he's my angel. —————————————————————————————————— y/n's diary: dec. 10, 2023 ♡ he flaked. —————————————————————————————————— y/n's diary: dec. 11, 2023 ♡ he hasn't texted me since saturday night. he can't check his phone, so he can't tell me he's okay. that's what i'm telling myself. he somehow can't get to the phone and that's why he flaked. why he left me waiting for him in the freezing cold. —————————————————————————————————— y/n's diary: dec. 24, 2023 ♡ my baby just went away. he's gone. i'm blocked everywhere. i don't understand. so now i'll have to spend christmas crying in my room alone. —————————————————————————————————— y/n's diary: dec. 27, 2023 ♡ my angel, you're what haunts me now that you're away. —————————————————————————————————— y/n's diary: oct. 2, 2024 ♡ dang. it's been a hot minute since i've opened this book. everyone's telling me that life is hard but it's a piece of cake. i'm doing just fine. or, at least i was. i haven't thought about schlatt since i threw this book into my closet. i haven't gotten any answers from him since that day, but i made peace with it. it's okay. he's just another L. i'm never gonna allow myself to fall in love again. —————————————————————————————————— y/n's diary: mar. 19, 2025 ♡ since this is my jSHIT diary, guess i'll update. i saw him today. just casually shopping like everything was normal. he had an arm around another girl. a girl who strangely looked like me. like i was easily replaceable. i wanted to cause a scene. i wanted to march up to them and scream till my lungs gave out before slapping him in the face. i really wanted to do that. but i didn't. he did catch my eye when i was leaving and he was still inside. that's all the closure i needed. i waited till i was home to scream. then i started writing in here. i'm fine. life's a piece of fucking cake. —————————————————————————————————— y/n's diary: mar. 20, 2025 ♡ he showed up at my apartment today. i should have slammed the door in his face as soon as i saw him. but instead i let him into my home. angel recognized him. she started thumping as soon as she saw him. that little bunny knew from the beginning that it was a bad idea. he did end up explaining why he flaked and ghosted me. it was honestly quite bullshit in my opinion but eh. oh well. it's been more than a year. it's over and has been. he can take his life and that girl and shove it. life's a piece of cake, after all.

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bingbongsupremacy · 11 months

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Pen Pal

Pairing: Ellie Williams x reader

Warnings: Slight mentions of homophobia

Summary: You've been Pen Pals with Ellie since you were in 5th grade. Will you finally get to meet her in person?

*Not Proof Read* TLOU Masterlist

Pt. 1 Pt. 2 Pt. 3

*****

November 3, 2028 (10 yrs old)

Dear Y/N,

My name is Ellie. I'm a fifth grader in Miss James' class in Wyoming. I like Savage Starlight and cookies. My best friends' name is Riley.

Do you have a best friend? Do you like Savage Starlight?

Sincerely Ellie Williams

November 10, 2028 (10 yrs old)

Dear Ellie,

Hi! It's nice to meet you! I love Savage Starlight! My brother hates them though. He never takes me to buy them at the book store :(

My bestfriends' name is Julie! Cookies are cool! I like ice cream. I have a dog. Do you have a dog? Do you like frogs? I like the color pink. Do you like pink?

Sincerely Y/N L/N

June 20, 2030 (12 yrs old)

Dear Y/N,

How's your dog? Joel's teaching me how to play the guitar! I learned how to play a song yesterday! I'm so happy.

Riley and I are planning on going to the fair tomorrow. I wish you could come. I bet you'd love Riley! Maybe some day you could meet her.

I finished the new addition of Savage Starlight yesterday and I'm so fucking sad. Did you finish it? I won't spoil. Let me know if you did so we can talk about it!

Sincerely Ellie!

June 28, 2030 (12 years old)

Dear Ellie,

I have bad news. Pepper died.

She died last night. Mom said she got really old and died in her sleep. Pepper was a good dog. I'm going to miss her.

I'm really sad. I wish she was still her.

I haven't finished Savage Starlight yet. I'm waiting until I feel happy. Maybe in a few days.

Sincerely Y/N

August 3, 2032 (14 years old)

Y/N,

Riley's moving away. She came over and told me today. I'm really sad about it. She's been my friend ever since kindergarten.

She's moving to Boston.

I found an a cute ice cream shop yesterday and thought of you. Maybe some day you can see it. We could get ice cream there and then look at the comic book store.

I can't believe Savage Starlight is fucking ending. I've been reading it since fourth grade. I don't want it to end. How do you feel about it ending?

Love, Els

August 9, 2032 (14 years old)

Els,

I'm so sorry about Riley. That sucks. I hope you guys can still talk.

I'd love to go to the ice cream shop and comic book store with you one day. My brother went off to college today. He's studying to be a doctor. Cool right?

I don't want Savage Starlight end either. I wish it could go on forever. Fucking sucks.

I think you're my best friend.

Love, Y/N

September 12, 2032 (16 yrs old)

Y/N,

I won first place in the art show! I'm so fucking happy. Joel took me out for ice cream with Sarah yesterday. We had so much fun.

Do you think we should start using email? Or texting? Joel got me phone yesterday! I'm so excited! Here's my number if you want to text xxx-xxx-xxxx and my email: [email protected]

I've started working out at a local gym. I love it. I'm going every day. I think I might do something with space when I'm older. I really like space.

Also, I'm gay.

Love, Els

September 18, 2032 (16 yrs old)

Receiver: [email protected]

Subject: Hi

Els, this is my email! I'll send you a text right after this. I'm so happy for you! First phone yay!! Also congrats on the art show!

The gym is fun! And space is so cool! I'm not sure what I'll do yet when I'm older. I'm still deciding. I'm glad you know what you want to do though.

Also, cool! I'm glad you feel comfortable telling me! I love you, Els. <3

My brother's being a fucking asshole. He refuses to come to my birthday party because his girlfriend's parents want to have dinner the same day.

I wish you could come. Maybe some day.

Love, Y/N

May 2, 2034 (18 yrs old)

Receiver: [email protected]

Subject: So

I think I might not be straight. I'm not sure. I've only told you. I can't tell my parents. I don't know how they'd react. I know my brother would hate me. He's a fucking dick now. I don't know why he's the way he is.

My parents have started fighting a lot. Money problems I think. I think my dad might have cheated on my mom too.

I'm excited to go to college next year. I'm glad we got into the same school! We'll finally be able to meet. I've been wanting to meet you for years. Maybe I can finally get away from all the shit that's been going on lately.

I don't know why this all happened so fucking fast.

I hope you're well.

Lots of Love, Y/N

May 2, 2034 (18 yrs old)

Receiver: y/[email protected]

Subject: So

Hey, so I know how you're feeling. It'll take some time to figure out, but you'll get there. No matter what, I'll love you.

You're family sounds like a bunch of dicks. I'm sorry you have to go through that.

I've been talking with Joel and he said I could do this.

Do you want to come stay with me and my family over the summer? Maybe get a break from your family? We could idk finally fucking meet?

Let me know if you want to come to Wyoming. You could meet my friends. Then we could drive up to school together. It's not too far from my house. Maybe day or two away.

Also, I got a girlfriend. her name is Cat. She gave me this cool ass tattoo. I'll send a pic.

__Pic Attached__

Love, Els

My eyes scan over the email again, making sure I didn't imagine what I just read. Ellie just invited me to Wyoming for the summer! There's no fucking way I'm missing this opportunity.

I'm finally going to get to meet her!

My eyes land on the last line. I got a girlfriend.

Fuck.

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happilyhertale · 1 year

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Long Lost Love - Aemond Targaryen x female!reader, Part 13

Summary: You are the daughter of Daemon and Rhaenyra. When the invitation to Aegon and Helaena's wedding came, your entire family rushes from Dragonstone to King's Landing to take part in the festivities. You haven't seen your family in King's Landing for 6 years so you are very excited...

Pairing: Aemond Targaryen x fem!reader

Warnings: At the beginning none – eventually smut (uncle/niece)

Author’s note: Hello you! (:

This is my first fic so please be nice (: I thought I'd just try a little self-considered story. I hope u like it.

The events are not entirely similar from the series.

English is my second language, please forgive me if I made any mistakes (:

Word count: 3.3k

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7a, Part 7b, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 14, Part 15

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The journey is not too long, but nevertheless it drags on endlessly.

You sit in a carriage with your family. You look out of the window, bored, when you're not looking at the book you've brought with you.

Jace and Luke talk to Daemon about hunting. Every now and then you listen to Daemon giving tips on how to kill animals quickly and properly. But these conversations don't entice you the way your book does.

When you arrive and get out of the carriage, a huge camp has already been set up.

There is a gigantic marquee with tables and a few sofas. Probably all the Lords and Ladies will eat and celebrate there together.

Somewhat away from the marquee are individual tents in which the Lords and Ladies will spend the night.

People are walking around everywhere and countless servants are running around to set up the rest of the things.

You are led to your tents. The royal tents are separated from those of the ordinary Lords and Ladies. You are given a tent for yourself, and as you enter, you see a bed already standing in it.

Directly behind you, servants enter your tent and carry your clothes inside. You smile and thank them.

You step out of your tent and try to spot Aemond among all these people. When you discover him.

He stands in front of his tent and talks to a servant. He stands with a straight stature, his hands clasped behind his back. His hair falls slightly over his shoulder.

You love this view.

You walk towards him. He notices you coming over to him and he smiles at you.

You stand in front of each other and smile at each other. Slowly he lifts your hand and kisses your knuckles, "Princess." Your smile grows.

He leads you into his tent, which is bigger than yours and already has many books in it.

You look around, "Wow... how many books do you have? How long are you planning to stay here?"

He chuckles and approaches you, "Well, since I won't be participating in the hunt, I'll have to find something else to do."

He lets a strand of your hair slip through his fingers.

You smile at him, "I might as well distract you so you don't get bored."

He tilts his head to your ear, you feel his breath on your neck as he whispers, "I have time planned for you either way."

You place your hands on his chest, your breathing quickens. He kisses the sensitive spot below your ear. Your breath stops for a moment. He lifts his head again and looks you in the eyes, you kiss him.

He presses you tightly against his body and deepens the kiss. A deep rumble comes straight from his chest.

You release the kiss. He smiles.

"Prince Aemond?"

Immediately he takes a step away from you, "What is it?"

The servant enters and bows briefly, "Your mother wishes to speak with you."

"Tell her I am on my way"

The servant looks at you in irritation for a moment, nods slightly and leaves the tent.

Aemond sighs, you look at him.

"They'll look at you like that more often when word gets out about who you desire."

You look at him and smile, "Who do I desire?"

He looks at you and does not move. You take a step towards him and put your arms around his neck, "Nothing interests me less than a few servants who don't know you nearly as well as I do and therefore can't understand why I desire you."

He kisses you lightly.

"I must go to my mother," he whispers. You nod slightly.

In the evening there is good food and lots of wine. Many of the Lords and Ladies are sitting in the large marquee enjoying the food. But at least as many guests are gathered outside. From time to time, small bonfires are lit around which people gather and celebrate.

You sit at a fire with your brothers. Rob came over to you after some time with a few other Lords from the north.

You laugh a lot and the wine flows in rivers. Your brothers are having a great time with the Lords from the North.

But still, your gaze keeps going off into the distance. You haven't seen Aemond since you left his tent. But you've seen enough of your other uncle. Aegon is sitting by a fire, surrounded by women and a few Lords. He is visibly drunk and amused that the women seem very taken with him. You turn away a little disgusted.

And then your mood will be even better. You see Aemond approaching the celebrating crowd. But he is stopped in the middle of a group of people. Some are talking to him and suddenly she is by his side again. Alys dances around him and tries to take his hand again. Aemond pulls his hand away and you notice how he looks at her warningly. But you have had enough of it now.

You stand up and adjust your skirt. Jace looks at you in surprise, "Where are you going now?"

You just look at him and he can see from your expression that you are not in the mood for jokes right now.

Without saying anything, you walk over to Aemond, Jace following you speechlessly with his gaze.

Alys is standing right next to Aemond and doesn't see you come over. Aemond smiles when he sees you. You smile at him too, but turn away from him as you stand in front of him. You turn in Alys' direction, who is still trying to put her hand on his arm.

"Take your disgusting hand away from his arm. Now."

The Lords standing around Aemond, and even Aemond himself, look at you a little surprised. Alys looks at you a little amused and replies, "Oh little dove... Shouldn't you be with your septa? To learn how a true lady should behave? Or something like that."

You snort, "It's actually not surprising that you don't know exactly what Ladies learn from a septa. But the bottom line is that the bastard should stay away from the prince. Because that is not an acceptable union."

Now Alys turns all the way around to you. She looks you up and down when she suddenly pushes you back. Startled, you look at her. Aemond notices the dicey situation and wants to interfere, but you only raise your hand slightly. You walk up to Alys. You look her straight in the face and then punch her hard in her face. Her head flies to the side with force and it feels incredibly good. All that sword training has paid off. "Be sure, you don't learn something like that from a septa"

Now it is Alys who is holding her cheek, with tears in her eyes, looking shocked. Suddenly she lunges at you and you go down.

Unrest breaks out around you. You are wrestling in the dirt. But you manage to turn around and are now kneeling on Alys' back, pulling her head back by her hair. She cries out in pain. Just as you are about to push Alys' face back into the dirt, you notice someone grabbing you by the waist.

You kick and scream, not wanting to let go of Alys, who is now also being held back by a Lord. You continue to insult each other until you suddenly realise that someone is holding you tightly against his body. As you try to direct your wrath against this person, you realise that Aemond is holding you tightly against him.

You are breathing heavily, he looks at you also breathing heavily, "Have you calmed down?"

You stop fighting back. You hold his arm and lean back against his body. Aemond discreetly kisses the side of your face.

He takes you by your arm and leads you to his tent. Alys looks after you with hatred. You walk past Aegon, who has been watching all this with amusement, "Brother, it feels good to have two women fighting over you, doesn't it?"

Aemond only replies with a "Shut up brother"

He leads you into his tent. Silently you stand in the middle of the tent. You are still angry. He stands in front of you as it bursts out of you, "That whore! How dare she? I should go back and strike her down!"

He gently takes your hand, "No you shouldn't."

You look at him angrily, he kisses your hand affectionately.

"She'll be gone soon. Then we'll never have to deal with her again."

You snort, but then it dawns on you. You suddenly look at him, startled, and whisper, "I'll be gone soon too..."

The last week was so full of beautiful moments that you didn't think about the fact that you too will soon leave Kings Landing again... Back to Dragonstone...

You continue to whisper, "Aemond... I can't leave. I don't want to leave you, I can't bear it again."

He also looks as if he has not yet given a thought to the fact that you would soon be leaving. He comes closer to you, gently stroking your cheeks, "I won't let you go. Not under any circumstances. We'll find a way. You stay with me"

You can only nod. You lean your head against his shoulder. His arms wrap around your waist.

When he suddenly whispers in your ear, "Jealousy doesn't suit you, by the way."

You punch his chest, he chuckles.

"And what strength you can develop. I didn't think it would be so hard to hold back someone so soft."

You glare at him, "Better not tease me then. The dragon's blood runs hot inside me."

He chuckles again.

Again he whispers to you, "Shall I spend the day with you tomorrow?"

Your eyes light up and you have to grin, "All day... while the others are out hunting? Do you want to stay here with me... with the Ladies? How are we supposed to pass the time there?"

He grins at you and looks you in the eye, "I already have an idea..."

You bite your lip as he starts to kiss you softly on your neck. Slowly he walks around you and stops right behind you. His hands still on your hips, he gently presses you against him. He turns back to your neck and caresses it gently with his lips. It feels like heaven to you. Aemond stands close behind you, his warmth flooding you. His hands now gently clasp your lower belly and press you even closer to him. You notice that this also arouses him. You feel his breath on the back of your neck as he caresses you.

And suddenly you feel nervous. You finally want to feel him, you want to really feel him. But suddenly you start to have doubts. You don't doubt your feelings for Aemond, but this moment. That you're only in the tent because you wrestled Alys to the ground.

Aemond notices that your mood has changed. He stops kissing your neck and now embraces you from behind. He gently lets his nose wander along your neck. Softly he whispers in your ear, "Shall I walk you to your tent?"

You nod slowly. Gently he turns you towards him and smiles at you before kissing you softly.

The next day you step out of your tent, the sun is shining. The birds are chirping and you let the sun shine on your face.

You have not slept well, your thoughts keep circling around Aemond.

Many servants are already running around, everything is being prepared for the hunt.

Somehow you are looking forward to spending the day with Aemond. You feel a slight tingle in your loins at the thought. To be alone with him while everyone else is out hunting. Well, almost alone. The Ladies will be present. You have to smile.

You go over to the horses and are petting one when Rob says to you, "I thought you were more the dragon type".

You have to smile, "Horses are okay too."

He smiles, "So you're not coming hunting?"

You shake your head slightly, "No... I'm the princess, I'm needed here."

He nods, "If I manage to hunt the biggest animal... you'll have to spend the evening with me."

Your eyes go wide. You stammer a, "What...?"

He grins, "Well, we're drinking, laughing. Maybe we'll dance a little too. Like we've done it before." He winks at you.

You blush slightly and as you are about to answer, you feel a hand on your lower back.

Aemond is standing next to you. He looks Rob straight in the face and answers for you, "I'm going hunting after all."

You look at him, "Why is that?" His gaze moves over to you, he smiles, "I'll hunt the biggest animal for you"

His gaze falls back to Rob and they stare at each other. You smile at Rob as you put your hands on Aemond's chest and gently push him backwards.

He gives in and takes a few steps back, his full attention now on you. "I thought we were spending the day together?", you look at him with wide eyes. He smiles, "Well then, I guess we'll have to spend the evening together"

You give him a warning look, "Aemond... Pull yourself together"

He looks almost affronted, "Don't you trust me to hunt the biggest animal for you?"

You give him an annoyed look, "You know what I mean."

He unobtrusively kisses your cheek and whispers in your ear, "Tonight you are mine."

You look at him, this sentence alone makes your breath catch in your throat for a moment. Aemond chuckles lightly and brushes a strand of hair from your face.

As the hunt begins and the horses and their riders leave the square, Aemond winks at you once more in farewell.

Now you have no choice but to spend the day with Helaena and Alicent.

You sit together with a few other ladies. You drink wine with Helaena and talk nicely.

When Helaena looks into the distance in the middle of the conversation, "The blazing fire of the dragons cannot be irritated by ice. The time is not yet ripe."

By now you have got used to Helaena's strange sentences, you don't think about them too much, when she suddenly looks at you excitedly, "Come I'll get us some more wine!"

You nod at her with a smile.

The men ride through the forest. Aemond rides behind Aegon and notices that he is already far too drunk to even come close to hitting anything.

After they have ridden for a while, Aemond almost regrets not being with you now. But he is looking forward to your evening all the more.

Dusk has already set in slightly, when he notices Rob separating from the group.

Rob rides towards a clearing. The clearing stretches over a huge area. To the left, the path descends steeply and there the clearing ends in the forest. Aemond decides to follow him.

From a distance he sees Rob get off his horse and walk towards the clearing. At the other end of the clearing is a huge stag.

Shit, Aemond thinks.

Aemond quickly catches up with Rob's horse, which stands quietly at the edge of the clearing.

He gets off his horse and follows Rob into the clearing, who cautiously approaches the stag.

Aemond sees Rob reaching for his arrows, the bow in his other hand. Aemond does the same. He is now almost behind Rob. Rob is directly in his line of sight, Aemond's arrow is applied.

When the stag is suddenly startled by a flock of ravens flying out of the forest. The stag runs straight at Rob and Aemond, both jumping to the side and are now lying on the ground.

And now Rob has also noticed his secret observer. The horses, startled by the stag, run off.

"You bloody bastard! Now the stag is gone! And the horses with him!"

"If you hadn't been in my way or even remotely able to shoot an arrow, this wouldn't have happened!!!“, Aemond retorts angrily.

Both are breathing heavily and look angrily at each other as they get up from the ground.

Aemond breaks the silence, "How dare you offer to spend the evening with her?!"

Rob snorts, "If I remember correctly, she is not betrothed to anyone and can spend the evenings as she pleases!"

"She's as good as betrothed!"

Rob smiles, "Does she know about it? Because why does she kiss me then?"

Pure hatred enters Aemond's face as Rob suddenly lashes out and punches Aemond in the face. Aemond's face flies to the side, he takes two steps backwards.

Aemond looks at Rob and notices that Rob takes advantage of the moment of surprise and rushes at him again. Aemond takes a step to the side and intercepts the fist that is about to hit him. Rob didn't expect that and at that moment he gets Aemond's elbow in the face.

Rob gasps and Aemond pushes him away. Rob holds his nose and notices Aemond coming at him. Rob gets another punch in, but blocks the next punch and headbutts Aemond.

Aemond quickly collects himself and grabs Rob in a chokehold. He wants to pull Rob to the ground.

Both, distracted by bringing the other to the ground, failed to notice that they were moving further and further towards the steep descent.

Rob tries to free himself from the stranglehold and hits the back of his head against Aemond's nose. Aemond staggers back but continues to hold Rob by the arm. And then Aemond loses his grip. He senses that he is going downhill and pulls Rob with him.

They both let go of each other and fall backwards down the hill. Loud groans are heard as they reach the bottom.

So they both lie at the foot of the hill, by now in the dark, panting. Their faces are covered in blood.

Still panting, Rob interrupts the silence, "I know I don't stand a chance."

Aemond just looks at him in confusion and replies with a "Mhm?"

Rob looks up at the sky, "I notice the look on her face when she catches sight of you. You seem to be the only one for her."

Aemond is momentarily speechless. He's kind of pleased. He knows how he feels about you, but he doesn't know how you feel... But if your feelings are already apparent to others...

"Then why do you continue to try to charm her?"

Rob looks at him now, "Well, I still like her. And maybe I like annoying you."

Aemond just looks at him.

Rob keeps talking, "I'm not getting in the way. But if she wanted me to, I'd be there."

Aemond is giving him the evil eye now, "I'd feed you to Vhagar."

Rob laughs shortly, "Because you are incapable of killing me and then your dragon has to do it?"

Aemond has to smirk slightly.

After a while on the ground, their gasps have died down.

"So you kissed her?"

Rob looks at him, "Yes. It was an incredibly hot, wild kiss. Her hands were all over my body. I could hardly stop her. I can see why you like her so much."

Aemond mood turns dark.

Again Rob laughs briefly, "Calm down. She pushed me away, don't worry."

Only a low "Mhhm" leaves Aemond.

Slowly they both stand up and look around. No horses are to be seen.

"I think we need to walk back."

Aemond looks at Rob and nods.

"Great! Now it's starting to rain too!", Rob exclaims as they are about to climb back up the hill.

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cheeryraccoon · 2 years

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Wholesome Ego Headcannons

Hey look! I'm not dead! Sorry I haven't posted in a while, I'm back at school and have been pretty busy. Anyway, I hope you enjoy these headcannons! -------------------------------------------------------

Mark -

• I see this man being very cuddley. At home if he's not working, he'll just cuddle up to you on the couch. Or if you're busy at your desk he'll just slip his arms around you and hug you. When you're out in public he'll usually just be holding your hand.

• He asked for your opinion on what color he should dye his hair every time he did so.

• Loves to bring you snacks if/when you stream.

• His favorite picture of you is of you and Chica laying in the grass on a sunny day (it's his phone's wallpaper).

• When either of you go on long trips he FaceTimes you to talk about both of your days.

Dark -

• You and Wilford are besties and will often try to get Dark to do something fun with you (sometimes it starts to become Wilford third wheeling but he doesn't mind).

• He uses rose petal cologne... I do not take criticism.

• He teases you sometimes just so he can see you flustered.

• He loves when you hang out in his office when he's working to keep him company.

• He will never admit it but he likes watching cheesy romance movies with you.

Wilford -

• If you ever get mad at him he'll leave and come back with food and puppy eyes.

• He'll randomly take your hand and slow dance with you in the living room.

• He loves nuzzling your noses.

• He loves to buy you clothes and when he sees you wear them he gets excited.

• Sometimes when he is reminded of Damien, Celine, and Actor, he has panic attacks. He'll lock himself in his room and curl up in the corner on the floor, sobbing. When this happens you knock a small jingle (to let him know it's you and he can let you in when he's ready) on the door and sit outside to wait. When he lets you in you'll hug him, tell him that everything is okay and that it wasn't his fault, and give him kisses to make him feel better. He doesn't know what he would do if he didn't have you at those times.

Yancy -

• In prison there's not much you can do for dates... but since you're with the man who knows every nook and cranny of the place he figures things out. At night he'll sneak you outside to stargaze and he can scare all the other prisoners out of the cafeteria at meal time and get the chefs to make you a nice dinner, he'll make sure you can be as happy with him as possible.

• If you share a cell he'll cuddle you when you're cold... or just because.

• He brags about you to everyone else, that includes the guards and the warden.

• He loves pet names, his favorite ones for you being 'buttercup' and 'doll'

• If he's ever insecure about his accent, you reassure him that you love it and that it's amazing the way it is. He appreciates you a lot for that.

Illinois -

• After a long day of adventuring, he loves relaxing with you in his arms as he reads a good book.

• When you steal his hat, or he puts it on your head, he takes a second to stare and take it how much he really loves you.

• If he ever finds out you had a crush on Indiana Jones at some point he'll implode... aka he'll get really flustered and probably get you in a bear hug the next time he sees you.

• This man loves plushies and you can't prove me wrong. If you give him a plush he will have it sitting on his bed and sometimes cuddle it when he goes to sleep. (+10 points if you spray it with your perfume)

• He likes to call you 'peach'.

Engineer Mark -

• He's a puppy. If you give him head pats he will do anything and everything to get more. You called him a good boy once as a joke and he wouldn't stop talking about it for a month. (His newest nickname from you is 'puppy')

• He loves hugs and physical affection and will constantly try to get hugs from you all the time.

• Celci doesn't understand why you want to date him but will admit that you look cute together.

• Whenever you need him to show you how to do something he'll place his hands on top of yours to show you. He doesn't really think about it but, once he sees you blushing a little, he'll blush and get all smiley.

• If you ever get hurt on the ship, even if its just a tiny paper cut, he'll panic and rush you to the medical room to make sure you're okay.

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shady-lemur · 11 months

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Stargirl ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

I made a poll asking if you guys wanted smut in this part and everyone who voted said yes so I hope this is good 😇

Part 1, part 2, part 3!!

Ellie x reader

You and Ellie are friends. You're hanging out with your other friends again. You've even meeting new people. Everything's working out for you finally. But you aren't fully over Ellie, and after a certain night at her apartment you don't think you ever will be.

Content warning - jealousy, sexual themes... Use of a strap-on, a little bit of mean Ellie 🤭!!

You check yourself in the mirror one last time before opening the door, nervous about your second date with Abby. She's standing there smiling, with a small bouquet in one hand and the other in her back pocket. She's wearing some jeans and a plain white tee-shirt.

"Hi" she says, handing you the bouquet, "you look amazing."

You smile and take the flowers from her, "thank you Abby. You don't look too bad yourself." You wink and open the door further, inviting her to come in while you put the flowers in water.

She follows you to the kitchen and seat on one of your barstools. "Are you excited? I heard this place has such good pasta and lobster." You nod and rearrange the flowers in the vase before looking up at her.

This was only your second date and you guys weren't dating yet. But Abby has already spoiled you so much.. with that surgeon salary 😋😋

"You ready to go? We should make it before the dinner rush." You hum and smooth out your dress before following her out to your car. Making sure to lock your door on the way out.

She opens the passenger seat door for you and helps you step into the car. She gets into the drivers seat and starts to drive to the restaurant.

"So, you like to read?" Abby asks after a few minutes of silently eating. You look up at her and nod, "yeah.. I've loved reading ever since I was little."

She smiles, "I was never much of a reader. I love to listen to audio books in the car though." You hum in understanding and take another bite of food. "This is so good. I gotta take a picture of this." Abby laughs as you pull out your phone and snap a few pictures of you expensive meal.

"Tag me in those!!" She says playfully pointing her finger at you. You smile, "yes sir."

You quickly post a picture of the food with her tagged on your instagram story before turning off your phone and getting back to your conversation.

Ellie was happily getting high and scrolling on her phone until she saw your newest instagram story. Who was this Abby girl 🧐🧐🧐🧐🧐🧐🧐🧐🧐🧐🧐🧐🧐🧐🧐🧐

Ellie had clicked on her username and was scrolling through her posts. She had recently graduated and became an official surgeon, she was at a pride festival in June so she's fruity, and she was super fucking buff.

Ellie scoffed. She doesn't even have the right to be jealous. You guys were friends. You made it very clear that you only wanted to be her friend. But Ellie couldn't help the way her stomach turned when she saw the fancy table with the expensive food and the buff lesbian in your picture.

She took another hit of her blunt before opening your messages.

heyyy, are you free tonight? i want to finish the ultimatum

She didn't even know why she was texting you. Was she trying to prove that you didn't need Abby? Did she actually just want to finish the season you started watching together? Or was she just needing your attention after you went out on a date? Ellie didn't fucking know, all she knew was that she wanted to see you.

After a few minutes you respond.

Hi els that sounds perfect. I can be there around 10 if that's good for u

mkay, i'll see you then.

Ellie smiled at the messages and decided to get some snacks ready.

You sigh as you close your apartment door. Your dates with Abby have been fun, but you haven't been connecting romantically. She tried to kiss you goodnight and you literally swerved so she'd kiss your cheek instead...

It just felt wrong for some reason. It was hard for you to put yourself out there ever since you and Ellie broke up and Ellie texting you in the car wasn't helping. You can't help the butterflies you get when she texts you asking if you wanna hang out 💁‍♀️

Just you and her..

You felt like how you felt when you first met Ellie. 18 years old and so in love. But you were 24 now and Ellie and you were just friends.

Buuuuut, wearing a matching set under your shorts and t-shirt never hurt anybody.. (and wearing one of the t-shirts you never returned to Ellie 🤭🤭)

You get changed and wash the makeup off your face before getting a tote bag and putting some extra clothes and a phone charger in it.

You catch yourself GIGGLING on the way over to Ellie's..

Jesus christ....... you were so beyond saving.

You make it to Ellie's after a 10 minute drive, knocking on her door softly.

When the door opens you're met with a smiling Ellie who def looked a little bit faded..

"Damn. You couldn't have waited to share?" You fake a pout and Ellie snorts, "shut up, I was bored waiting for your ass."

You laugh and come in her apartment, you take your shoes off before following her into her room and getting comfy against her pillows. She throws you the remote so you can turn on Netflix and goes to get the snack from the kitchen.

"So what were you up to today?" She asks as she walks back in with some popcorn and you favorite candy. You get under her comforter and pat the spot next to you. "I had dinner with someone."

Ellie nods and puts down the snacks to get cozy next to you, "someone I know?"

You shake you head, "I met her on a dating app. Abby, she's nice."

Ellie scowls slightly, even though she already guessed all of this. But her scowl makes your butterflies double.

"Ready to press play?"

You say yes and play episode 9 as you snuggle closer to her.

"What the fuck did I just watch?" Ellie looks over at you but you sit there with a shocked face.

It was now 12:53 and you and Ellie had finished the season. You were both flabbergasted to say the least.

"I can't believe she was even allowed to be there.. whatttt.."

Ellie shakes her head and leans on your shoulder, "I'm so glad that no matter how much shit we put each other through we never tried to get on this show."

You laugh in agreement before sighing, "do you think we could've worked?"

Ellie turns to look at you and smiles sadly, "I think we were only hurting each other by the end. We needed to seperate so we could grow without each other for a while."

You look her in the eye and nervously mess with the blanket. "Do you think we could work now? Now that we've healed?" You watch as Ellie's eyes widen and she starts to pick at her nails. You grab her hand to stop her.

"Ellie?"

She looks down at your hand on hers and takes a deep breath. "I don't think we'd know until we tried."

You get move so your sitting in front of her and get closer, "can we try?"

Ellie gulps and looks at you, her eyes trail down to your lips before she runs her hand up your arm and pulls you into herself. You squeak as her lips meet yours. One of her hands rests on your back and pushes you closer to her as the other holds your cheek. Your arms wrap around her neck so you can move to straddle her lap.

Ellie moves one of her hands down to squeeze your thigh, you moan and she uses that as her invite to explore your mouth with her tongue.

You pull away after a while and immediately feel her lips start to attack your jaw. "Ellie, please.."

She smiles and continues to press sloppy kisses against your neck, "please what?"

You whine and grind against her thigh, "I need you.. needed you for so long.." You slide your hands up to lightly pull on her hair. Ellie moves her hands down to your hips, helping you move against her. "Really baby? Has my poor girl not been getting fucked enough?"

You bite your cheek and nod, "els, you're the only one who knows what I need." Ellie kisses you again and flips you over so she's hovering over you.

She pulls at your t shirt, "can I take this off baby?" You nod eagerly and help her as she slips it off your body. She takes a second to stare at your figure before going back to kisses your neck, gently sucking in the places she knows make you whine.

You buck your hips up to meet hers as she trails her lips all the way down to your waistband. She presses one last kiss on your stomach before touching your shorts, "these too?"

"Please-"

She immediately pulls your shorts down, noticing your matching lacy underwear and bra. "You fucking whore." She laughs, "you had this all planned? Wanted me to see you in your set? Even chose my favorite color." You squeal when she pulls on your under wear band and watches it snap back against you skin.

"Please els, only for you.."

She licks her lips and looks at the needy expression on your face. "Want do you want first pretty girl?"

You look down at her and try to rub your thighs together but she keeps them open. "Your mouth, please els"

She smiles up at you and starts to pull down your underwear. "Take off your bra for me sweets." You obey her and unclasp your bra, tossing it in your pile of clothes on her floor. She bites her lip as she looks down at your figure, "fuck baby, missed you so fucking much." She brings her hands up to squeeze your tits as you whine and buck your hips up again.

"Missed you too el-" you're cut off by Ellie's hands leaving your chest and her tongue on your cunt. You moan at the feeling.

You've had hook ups since you and Ellie broke up, but no one has ever managed to get you to cum the way Ellie can.

Ellie starts to kitten lick your cunt, bringing her lips up to close around your clit. She starts to suck your clit as she teases you with her finger. You grab onto her hair with on hand, pushing her head deeper into your pussy while your other hand gropes your tits.

"Ellie.. Oh my god.." She grins into your skin and pushes her middle finger into your tight hole, she feels like it's getting pulled deeper and deeper inside of you. You bite down on your lip due to the pleasure.

Ellie continues to eat you out like she's been starving. She tongue circling your clit as she's adds another finger, pumping then in and out of you at the same pace of her tongue. You moan as you back arches off the bed, "please els! 'M gonna-"

She works her fingers faster and moans against your cunt, "do it baby, cum on my fingers." You feel her start to suck on your clit again and you reach your breaking point.

You feel the chord in your stomach snap and Ellie works you through it as you come down from your orgasm. Ellie smiles up at you and pulls her fingers out, politely cleaning up your cum with her tongue.

"Fuck Ellie" you try to catch your breath, pulling her head away by her hair. She comes up to straddle you, kissing you passionately as she runs her hands up and down your sides.

She rests her forehead against yours once you break the kiss. "Was that okay? I didn't do anything that made you uncomfortable?" She asks as she traces shapes into your skin. You shake your head, "no you were perfect. Do you want me to return the favor?"

Ellie smiles at you and perks her head up like a dog, "do you feel like you can ride?"

You playfully roll your eyes and hit her arm, "of course that's what you want."

She shrugs and pecks your lips again. You laugh and nod, "just give me a minute."

Ellie's smile gets bigger and she gets off of you, going to her night stand to get out the purple strap 😈😈👽😈😈

You watch as she strips in front of you. Showing off her toned body and cute black sports bra and boxers. You sit up and watch as she sits back down on the bed and lubes her fake dick. "Ready baby?" She smiles as you get closer, nervously hovering over her strap. "It's gonna hurt els."

She kisses your forehead, "promise I'll help you babe, we don't have to use it tonight if you don't wanna." You shake your head and wrap your arms around her neck.

"I want to."

Ellie squeezed your ass and grabs your hips to help guide them down, "that's my fucking girl." You whine as you start to feel her strap stretching you so well. You nails dig into Ellie's back as she helps you bottom out. You bite her shoulder to help you as you start to tear up. Ellie moans at the pain.

Once she's the full way in she kisses you, moving her tongue against yours so perfectly. "Did so good, pretty girl. Are you ready to move?"

You nod and start to lift your hips, Ellie helps you form a rhythm as you kiss her neck. Her strap is filling you so perfectly as you hear her praises. "So good baby, feels so good." You start to speed up, making sure to grind against her a little bit every time you bottom out so you can see her reaction every time you bump her neglected clit. "Oh my god els" you whine.

Ellie smiles at you and starts to meet your hips as she trusts up into you. One of her hands move from your hips and you bite your lip so hard it starts to bleed when you feel her fingers start to rub circles on your clit and she takes one of your nipples in her mouth.

All you can say is her name. She smiles at you and slaps your ass. "You think Abby could make you feel like this?" She brings her hand up to force you to look at her. You moan, "els!!"

She slaps your cheek. "Answer me."

You whine and shake your head rapidly, "no!! She couldn- Els!! 'M cumming!"

You slam your lips into hers as she helps you ride your second orgasm. "So good baby. You did so good. Everything okay? Did I go to rough?"

You shake your head as you come down and kiss her shoulder, your eyes starting to droop."I love you els."

She wraps her arms around your sides and gives you a kiss. "I love you too y/n. I think you need some water and some sleep. We can talk more about us tomorrow?"

You shake your head, "what about you els? I want to make you feel good too.."

She laughs and slowly lifts you up off of her and onto the bed. "Don't worry about me right now pretty girl. All I needed was to see you." You smile at her and she kisses your temple before getting off the bed and leaving the room.

You eventually get up and go to the bathroom and when you come back into Ellie's room you see her sitting in bed with a cup of water for you. She's in a new shirt and boxers and has laid out your pjs that you packed in your tote bag.

You smile at her and change before getting in bed and immediately hooking onto her side. She kisses the top of your head before turning off her lamp and laying her head down. "Good night gorgeous."

"Night els."

That was my first time ever writing smut..... Lmaooo I hope it wasn't awkward 😭😭😭

Raaaahhhhhh they kissed!!!!!!!! And fucked but that's irrelevant. Part 4 is gonna be the last part I think!!! Should I might it a time skip? Tell me if you wanna be added to the taglist for the next part my loves (^з^)-☆Chu!!

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trashboatprince · 1 month

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Oh i just thought of a prompt idea! Aziraphale trying to write a book? Maybe under estimating how easy it would be?

Hahaha, the massive difference between reading something and writing something.

On with the fic!

"Angel!" Crowley shouted as he loudly threw open the doors to the bookshop. "You in? Cause I know you are, I can sense your 'goody-goody' angel essence here. Plus, you tend to call me when you're gonna take a little trip or do somethin' for Heaven."

He glanced around, there looked to be more dust than usual, and he could smell the unmistakable scent of forgotten tea cups. Bleh.

Which means that Aziraphale either found a new, ancient tome to pour over for days to make sure he reads every single thing, examines every damn, little detail. Or, he's bookbinding/repairing for a commission and completely forgot about everything else in the world, including answering his blasted phone.

Crowley rolled his eyes and headed right for Aziraphale's work space, and as he got closer, he seemed to pick up on a ticking sound. And a metallic ding, followed by some odd sound, then more ticking.

Gosh, that's a combo of noises Crowley hadn't heard in person in ages, mainly you heard it in movies or TV shows from bygone times. Or, when Aziraphale decided to pull it out of its case and use it because his ancient-as-anything computer just won't cut it.

Peeking into the work space, Crowley found a mess.

Papers everywhere, stacked into what had to be piles of organized chaos, or simply discarded, judging by some of the crumbled up paper balls. And there was Aziraphale, with several cups that may or may not contain mold, glaring as he rapidly typed away at a typewriter that had to be from the 1890s.

Aziraphale growled and yanked out the paper. "No, no! Terrible, all of those were incorrect for the scene! Fine, attempt number fifteen should be it..."

The typewriter suddenly had paper again and Aziraphale began typing away, muttering under his breath.

"Hell's teeth, angel, what's all this about?" Crowley asked, picking up one of the discarded papers. He looked at what was on it, and it seemed to be dialogue between two characters, though the conversation was very prissy, very Aziraphale-like.

Aziraphale squeaked and turned, blinking owlishly behind his little glasses. "Oh! Good... uhh... what time is it, dear?"

"It's 10 in the morning."

"Ah! Right, good morning! Dreadfully sorry, been a bit busy lately."

"I can see that." Crowley tossed the paper aside. "You writin' somethin'?"

Aziraphale looked excited. "I am! I decided that it's about time that I add to the literary world, and not just contribute to it through my reading!"

"So, you're trying to write a book." The demon picked up a few more pages. "This is why I haven't heard from you for over a week?"

"It's been over a week since we had brunch?" Aziraphale blinked. "Gosh, I seem to have been more into my work than I thought."

Crowley snorted, tossing the other papers aside into the mess. Then he stopped, and a big, toothy grin came to him. "Brunch! Oooh! This is why you're writing a book, isn't it? Cause I told you that it's a lot of work for good literature, after you complained about all those annoying books that 'popular' authors these days just churn out every two months! You were all 'It takes time and effort for memorable books, anyone who doesn't just want the next paycheck can do it'."

Aziraphale huffed and fixed his bowtie. "I stand by that, Crowley. And it's true, a love for writing and reading can create amazing stories. And I decided to prove my point!"

"From all this paper, and how pissed you looked when I came in, it's not going very well?"

"Well..." The angel coughed, looking away and back at the typewriter, "it is a work in progress, and not everyone can create a masterpiece on the first attempt! Besides, I think I'm onto something with my story, finally! Inspiration struck me and I've been on a roll, I just have to make sure I get everything right! I will not settle for anything less with this specific plot!"

"Uh huh. And what's it about?"

Aziraphale's cheeks pinked and he tugged at his vest. "W-well, it's a secret, I'm not ready to reveal the plot just yet!"

Crowley grabbed a random page off the pile next to him and cleared his throat. "'It would be the most magical of nights, if one excuses the pun, of course. A chance to show my skills to a real audience, on the West End of all places!' I think I can take a wild guess as to what this-"

The page was snatched from Crowley's hands and Aziraphale shoved it into his vest, hiding it from the demon. His face was red and he looked embarrassed. "It's a secret! No reading!"

Crowley chuckled, shoving his hands into his pockets. "Fine, I'll just have to wait for when it's finally released. You'll have to let me know when it's available, I'd just love to read it." He lowered his glasses to give the angel a wink before snatching up the forgotten tea cups.

"Now, how about we take a little break, Mr. Writer Man. We can do brunch again."

Aziraphale seems like the sort of writer who won't settle for anything less than perfect if he's gonna write something based on his life. And that magical night in 1941 must be correct!

#good omens #ineffable husbands #ineffable spouses #crowley #anthony j crowley #aziraphale #john's drabbles

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hi sea, hope you're doing well!

so, i haven't really been here for a while because life happened but I found myself wondering recently, how is everything going here? from what I've seen louis looks really good and happy these days and he's joining a bunch of festivals? exciting things!

Hi there!

In terms of Louis’ trajectory— the general direction of his career— 2023 has been the best year for him ever. Including in 1D.

Louis released FITF, an album that went to Official Charts #1 in the UK, Billboard #5, and many top tens internationally.

After the 80-show world tour last year (2022), Louis then booked the biggest solo tour he’s done so far. FITFWT 2023 had 79 shows + AFHF. Louis played some of the same venues that 1D played at the height of popularity, and sold out the O2 Arena in London.

28 Clothing began selling products this year. The choice to partner with Hype Beast for the limited runs is on brand and very smart marketing. Using a separate marketing firm for 28 was also a great idea.

Louis will probably have one of the largest merch sales this year, all while keeping his prices average (for tour merch). At Matt Vines’ estimate of $38 per person on tour, he will have sold about (conservatively) $10 million in tour merch this year, not counting 28 Clothing. I estimate revenue for tour tickets to be around $14 million (assuming about 250k tickets for FITFWT 2023 at $55 per).

Even if these aren’t the biggest numbers, Louis’ cumulative achievement comes from many years of stop-and-start disruptions, much hard work and heartache, and— initially— some very hopeful, loyal, diehard fans who kept waiting for him and encouraging him.

The achievements also feel authentically won, as the biggest radio stations in the UK and USA are still blacklisting Louis from the airwaves. He might come on Jimmy Fallon and iHeart, but it’s rare to hear his music on radio— which translates to few streaming playlists. BMG UK also treats Louis like a catalogue artist and relies on fans’ word-of-mouth for promo. So for so many fans to show up for him at the concerts really means genuine interest, real love.

In addition, Louis is being nominated by some mainstream music media, like Rolling Stone UK and Billboard, for legitimate awards (Best Tour Act for RSUK, Best Music Documentary for Billboard). It reminds me of the start of his solo career in 2017-18, when Louis was up for awards like iHeart’s Breakout Solo Artist, Best UK/ Ireland solo act, and other awards, instead of simply being shut out as in 2019-22.

My opinion is that RSUK and Billboard have nominated Louis to harness the social media power of his fans and draw more attention to their awards (once again, free PR), especially since the Billboard award is fan-voted. However, attention to the awards also keeps Louis’ name in their publications.

Finally, yes!!! Festivals!

So far Louis has been booked in festivals only in Mexico, the UK, and Europe, but this is also where his audience has the highest concentration. The choice to do festivals with rock and indie acts makes sense, because Louis is already friends with many current acts (and has toured with several) and there’s potential for the audience to cross over. Listening to Faith In The Future, I would say that Louis can still go further in an indie sound. He loves his big pop choruses — bless— but he can convert them to rock, not just in instrumental arrangement but in spirit. To me, Back To You isn’t really a rock song and it doesn’t sound like a rock song no matter what, but it is fun. The festivals are a good way to test his music and go further. All around him are inspirations.

(It’s also inspirational to see people like The Snuts going out on their own label. Much food for thought.)

Also in terms of business structure, Louis and Matt Vines invested in OpenStage, a business that taps into direct-to-consumer marketing for artists via social media and texting. It’s too early to know whether this company is the “pirate” that bypasses big music labels, radio, and streaming services to sell to and connect to fans directly, or whether it will get bought out by a big PR firm or killed by competition. However, Louis has been doing independent festivals, playing at independent music venues, promoting smaller and indie artists, thinking about managing these artists and starting an indie label for years. These are early steps for Louis to establish a presence outside of traditional music industry.

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April Events

it's april, which means it's my yearly tarot anniversary here on atmymercy! eee! i'm so excited and i decided to create this post to inform you all about what i have planned!

for my two-year anniversary!!!

please be patient while i get everything set up (we are in mercury retrograde so i'll be doing my best but we all know things could be a little messy right now so please be patient with me!)

i'll be using this post to show the overall things i have for this month going on! so check back later and watch this post fill up! woot!

i should have one thing posted later today. i'm hoping to have the rest done tomorrow or the day after!

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new tea tarot menu - i tried to make it clearer especially because i've been getting a lot of questions lately so hopefully this helps!

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tea anniversary book club - eee! i'm so excited for this! i can't wait to read this book again! but now with you all! i haven't dropped the title yet because obviously, we all need to organize together first! so please participate in the week-long poll if you're interested! vote is in!

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tea tarot two year anniversary giveaway - two lucky followers will be able to win a private reading from my new menu!!! join in if you're interested! TWO WINNERS have been announced! woot!

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tea tarot monthly special giveaway - can't wait until the end of the month to win a free private reading with me? no problem! i have another giveaway that is about to be called in a day or so! join in to win sooner! woot! POSTED! but feel free to send in an ask for the months to come! this giveaway doesn't end until december!!!

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tea tarot monthly special - the new tea tarot monthly special has now been posted for the month! please check it out if you're curious about an incoming surprise in your monthly future! woot!

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tea anniversary book club - the pre-book discussion post has been posted! it's where we will be talking about the book and the club! any excitement we're having with the book! woot! first chapter discussion is posted!

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tea anniversary oracle reading giveaway - 3-5 lucky people can win a giveaway for an oracle card reading if interested! it should be going for the whole night! join in if interested! FINISHED! Thank you to the 5 recipients who participated!

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tea anniversary tiktok announcement - that's right! i have made a tiktok page! woot! it's already got a couple of videos that i've slowly been accumulating since the start of april! in honor of my anniversary! please be kind while i get used to the new media! i'm so new to this! lolol

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tea anniversary book club - first chapter discussion has been posted! please join in if you are participating! even just to say 'i liked this chapter!'

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tea thank you message - my personal thank you to you all! i appreciate everyone of you for being here and supporting me and this community we have created together! woot!

more to come soon! ♡♡♡

beautiful headers by @cafekitsune !!!

#tea speaks

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BLOGTOBER 10/10-11/2023: MAD LOVE (1935), BODY PARTS (1991)

I had always heard, casually, that Eric Red's BODY PARTS was a remake of Karl Freund's MAD LOVE. The relationship can't be quite that direct, since each film is adapted from a separate novel--MAD LOVE from Maurice Renard's The Hands of Orlac (1920), and BODY PARTS from a book with the English title Choice Cuts (1968) by crime-writing duo Pierre Boileau and Thomas Narcejac. It just so happens that the two films deal with the notion that consciousness exists throughout the body, not only in the brain. This is a real idea, actually (Wayback doesn't get behind this paywall, but maybe you have something better), although I haven't heard anyone posit that personality exists throughout the body like it does in these exciting movies.

Simply one of the best appearances of a human being in a movie.

In MAD LOVE Colin Clive plays Stephen Orlac, a famous pianist who, after a devastating accident, receives a transplant of both hands from the disturbed Dr. Gogol (Peter Lorre). Orlac doesn't know that he now has the hands of a murderer, and they have retained their former habits. Gogol uses the ensuing drama to try to deprive the pianist of his beautiful wife Yvonne (Frances Drake), a Grand Guignol performer with whom the doctor is obsessed. Gogol seems to know that body parts can remain identified with their original owner, and perhaps this awareness feeds into his general attachment to appearances. His projected relationship with Yvonne is filtered through layers of simulation: He "knows" her from her stage role, and he lives with a wax figure of her in a self-conscious imitation of the myth of Galatea, the living statue. Perhaps what's inside doesn't count so much, when the personality is equally embedded in the outside.

In BODY PARTS, psychiatrist Bill Crushank (Jeff Fahey, don't ya just love him?) receives a new arm after a surviving a spectacular car wreck. The experimental procedure seems like a godsend until previous owner's violent nature begins to infect Crushank's behavior. To solve the mystery of what is happening to him, he seeks out the recipients of other limbs donated by the same crazed killer, including a vigorous young athlete named Mark (Peter Murnik) who needed new legs, and Remo (Brad Dourif), a hack painter who has experienced a burst of highly lucrative inspiration since he accepted his new arm. All of the men have been contaminated with the original donor's destructive rage, but Mark and Remo are less willing to part with their, er, parts. Here we have a whiff of the notion that the beast in man--the animal self that resists civilization--is connected to bodily power and pleasure, and also to subconscious, intuitive mental activities like the artistic impulse. Crushank, a psychiatrist who works with prisoners to help civilize them, is naturally less benefited by these bestial qualities.

The makeup in this movie is incredibly great, you can practically smell that arm.

BODY PARTS and MAD LOVE share the intriguing feature of a kind of decentralized evil. There is the evil of the original owner of the parts, and the evil that grows in their unwitting recipients, and the evil of the egomaniacal doctors who perform the operations for their own purposes. Villainy is sort of a free-floating essence that travels through bodily tissue but is never confined to a single, containable, even killable person. Instead it spreads like a virus through a person's life until both their inner feelings and their outer circumstances are entirely tainted. It's fortunate for the films' protagonists that consciousness is still corporeally dependent, despite how communicable it is, or else things could have been a lot worse!

PS Both of these movies deserve a lot more attention than I was able to give them during what I did not know would turn into a speed run season of Blogtober. I reserve the right to revisit them later! I didn't even get to talk about how BODY PARTS was co-written by Norman Snider who co-wrote DEAD RINGERS with David Cronenberg...

#blogtober #2023 #horror #body horror #body parts #eric red #mad love #karl freund #peter lorre #colin clive #jeff fahey #brad dourif #science fiction #adaptation

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Me while watching Last Twilight Ep. 12 (Final Ep.):

Okay, we'll finally see if we should take P'Aof's offer and storm GMMTV if the finale for this episode is unsatisfactory 😂

1. Hmmm, so Day was never able to get a successful surgery to restore his sight? I guess I could understand since endings that are *remotely* happy does not need to mean that he will be able to see again.

2. So after three years, Mhok is now a sous chef? Also, is this episode going the Bad Buddy route??? Cause if it is, I need to get ready 😂😂😂

3. Oof. They are trying to fool us with Porjai saying the "groom will be here" right after they show Mhok trying to call Porjai's phone <after 5 seconds> There it is! Seriously, I would like Night to be loved and happy for the rest of his life as he truly deserves it 🥹🥹🥹

4. At least, they weren't fooling us with the location. They have indeed met accidentally on the escalators of a hotel, not an airport. <after 5 seconds> P'Aof!!!!! I almost thought you'll never appear in this series 😂😂😂

5. Didn't Day got sus with the "usher"? I mean, Mhok still smells the same, right? RIGHT???? <after a few irritating scenes of Mhok in denial> I knew that perfume will make an appearance eventually. I mean, pretty sure at this point it is an official GMMTV merch 😂

6. Aaaaaaargh. Day wrote a book entitled "Begin with same person"??? With him and Mhok at the top of that mountain as a book cover??? It even has Day's voice for the audiobook??? 😱😱😱 No wonder Mhok's smile is from ear to ear.

7. I'm beginning to hate (affectionate) Mhok and Day 😅😅😅 What kind of flirting is this??? 😂😂😂

8. Night saying out loud that he is not paying for Mhok's "excellent care service" sends me 🤣🤣🤣🤣 I kennat 🤣🤣🤣

9. If looks could kill, Porjai would be dead on the spot 🤣🤣🤣 Night and Porjai playing cupids is the dream tag team lol

10. Mhok is freaking relentless 😂😂😂 Also, Day, you can go with Mhok to the US. I mean, you're rich enough to hire an assistant for your book shop. 😂

11. Don't worry Mhok. I also did not get why Day broke up with you lol (not until I read the series' writer's thoughts about Ep 11). <after 5 seconds> Ngl, that's a good conversation between the two. 🥹🥹🥹

12. Glad that Mum have accepted Porjai without difficulties 🥹🥹🥹 Their scene did managed to activate my tearducts 😭😭😭

13. Oh? Dad is also here. Will Mum and Dad have a fresh start too? I mean, Mum looks a bit shook and concerned at the same time. Also, why is Night just calling people to give improptu speeches? 😅

14. Oh, boy. NightPorjai's wedding is just full of happy tears and I have feelings 😭😭😭

15. Ugh. I hate it when the self-reflection is so late, it ends up with them rushing to the airport (or a bus terminal) to catch their romantic partner before they go away for good. But then again, Night and Porjai running in their wedding attire to look for Mhok is effing epic (even Porjai lying to the airport's information counter get Mhok is just 🤌🤌🤌) 😂😂😂

16. Wait, if Night knew that Mhok returned to the hotel, why the fvck did they all run in their wedding gear all throughout the airport looking for Mhok??? Does Porjai know about this? 😂😂😂

17. At least, it looks like we are going to get a happy ending. I really thought we are going to get an open ending based on previous events and the end credit song lyrics. Although, I am still not sure if this a good thing for the series as a whole.

18. Day can finally see (although again, it would have been more acceptable if he had stayed blind since a happy ending should not hinged on his ability to see). Also, Night hitting Day for being more excited to see Mhok rather than their mum (or him, for that matter) is 🤣🤣🤣

19. Oh? Is that Gee and August? Are they a thing now or just badminton partners???

20. Looks like they repainted Rung's car. I guess, it also symbolises a fresh start for it.

21. Two chefs in the family? I'm envious (and also hungry. I haven't eaten breakfast yet 😅). Also, Porjai's preggy again!

22. And they are back to the mountain top again. I hope it's much easier hiking this time around 😅. Also, Day, why are you lying? What d'you mean Mhok (Jimmy) is not handsome??? Lol

And it's ended. And it's happy (though a tad fairy tale-ish) 😭😭😭 Now, it was rumoured that 23.5 degrees will take the Friday time slot. I wonder if it's true. Can't hardly wait for it 😭😭😭

#last twilight the series #last twilight series #last twilight ep 12 #mhokday #mhok x day #jimmysea #jimmy jitaraphol #sea tawinan

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Twenty Questions for Fic Writers

I'm very excited you tagged me in this, @all-my-worlds-a-stage and @fallingforfandoms! I really enjoy reading the answers from all of you.

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

109, which makes around 12 stories per year. Fun fact!

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

360,182, which is about the total word count of C.S. Lewis’ seven-book Chronicles of Narnia series. Fun fact #2!

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Mostly Tatort Münster. Like 99.9 % mostly. I think I have only one story posted on AO3 for a different fandom (Knives Out), though I don’t post everything I write. As you might have guessed from my recent content on this blog, I’ve also started a fic for Good Omens. We will see if I will finish it, let alone post it.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Unsurprisingly, the fic for Knives Out has the most Kudos. Less niche than the other ones :)

Tonight Will be a Memory Too – Knives Out, Benoit Blanc/Phillip It's part of Evelyn's job at the musical theater to talk to guests. Once in a while, she gets to meet truly fascinating people. A glimpse into Benoit's and Phillip's life through the eyes of an outsider.

Ein Leben lang daheim – Tatort Münster, Thiel/Boerne Auf der Fortbildung, die sie besuchen, gibt es einen Coronafall und Thiel und Boerne müssen präventiv zwei Wochen lang in Quarantäne.

Schnee von gestern – Tatort Münster, Thiel/Boerne, co-written with Tjej Es wird Rum gemacht und es wird rumgemacht.

Tauchen ist wie Fliegen unter Wasser – Tatort Münster, Thiel/Boerne Im Münsteraner Schwimmbad kommt vor hunderten von Zuschauern eine junge Frau ums Leben. Doch die Ermittlungen gestalten sich für Thiel nicht nur aufgrund der widersprüchlichen Hinweise als schwierig …

Zuhause – Tatort Münster, Thiel/Boerne, co-written with Tjej Thiel ließ ihn gar nicht erst ausreden. Auch wenn das für ihn vielleicht ungewöhnlich war, aber er hatte sich eigentlich schon Pläne für die Feiertage gemacht. „Danke für das Angebot, aber ich wollte mal wieder nach Hause fahren.“

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes, I do! I try to answer every single one, even if it might take me a while to do so. Comments mean a lot to me and I appreciate when someone takes the time to write one. I'm especially fond of those short comment conversations, and the interaction with like-minded people. I made some friends that way.

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

I don't write a lot of angst and if I do, there will probably be at least a comforting ending. One of my rare fics, if not the only one, with angst throughout is Alles (Tatort Münster, Thiel & Boerne with hints of possible slash). Even after several years, I still like this one a lot.

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

Well, what exactly does happiest mean, right? The great majority of my fics end with two people getting together, a storyline that tends to be quite happy in itself. One fic I consider to have a very happy ending where there is no direct romance to the plot is Ein Tännlein aus dem Walde (Tatort Münster). It's with almost everybody on the team, so a lot of Found Family feelings. I guess the Christmas theme, the high spirits of everybody and this feeling of... content make this a very happy fic to me.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I can't remember any hate, so I guess this is a No.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Depends on the fic but sometimes I do. I've written explicit and less explicit stuff alike. It's been a while since I last wrote something explicit, though.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

No, I've never written a crossover. I rarely read them, too.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

If so, I haven't noticed.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

None that I know of.

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

As it becomes clear through my top fics: Yes, several and in different ways! I've co-written some fics where we took turns in writing, some where one person wrote the beginning and the other person completed the story, some where we brainstormed together and one person wrote most of it by themselves. I really enjoy writing with another person! The discussions, different ideas and chances to read parts I haven't written keep me excited about the story. It's like a series of prompts!

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

I would have to lie to say that it wasn't Thiel/Boerne from Tatort Münster. They were the first ship I can remember shipping (apart from Ernie and Bert, maybe) and even though I don't agree with everything done in the canon, I hold them close to my heart.

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

I once started writing a Groundhog-Day-inspired fic for Tatort Münster where Boerne relives the same day over and over again and thinks it's about a murder case when it's actually about, shocked noises, love. The idea is still interesting to me but I doubt I will find the motivation to properly plot this.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Something that comes relatively easy to me and what people tend to highlight in their comments is the dialogues I write. I think they're what I like best about many of my stories.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I'm not good at writing quickly, as I tend to overthink. And it’s difficult for me to keep the right tempo of telling the story, and having a conclusive story arch, especially in long fics. I sometimes feel like I randomly elaborate on parts of the fic rather than actually think about it.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

If it suits the story, why not. I don’t think I have done it yet, though.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Tatort Münster :)

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

This one is hard. Of course, my writing style changed over the years (developed, I should hope) but I still feel very fond of most of my stories. If I absolutely have to pick a favorite, it might be Tauchen ist wie Fliegen unter Wasser (Tatort Münster, Thiel/Boerne). It took me about five years to finish this story and I am proud of all the love and work I put into it. Coming up with the murder crime, making it interesting and connecting it to the romance of Thiel and Boerne was challenging, and I am happy with how it turned out. The fic still means a lot to me.

This was so much fun! Props to everybody who read this far.

I think most people I know have already done this by now, so feel free to ignore: @cricrithings @holly-hop @keinbutterdieb @khalaris and anybody else that feels like it!

#about me #on writing #fanfiction #tag meme #twenty questions #interesting to look back on my fics

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