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simply-wlw-kpopstan · 1 month

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7. Home

⚠️ Spoilers ahead, brief mention of suicide (implied in 1 sentence)

You got a message from yewon with everything you needed on Sunday. She even did more than you asked and hacked into the psychiatric visitor's list to get your name on there. She truly was a gifted hacker if she can do all of that without getting caught. Now what will you do when you get there?

First things first, call your aunt and explain everything that happened. Step two get a good lawyer so you can fight harin's sorry excuse of a family and get her out. Step 3 get your aunt to agree to let harin stay with you. Thinking it over, the hardest part would be step 2. You knew your aunt would let harin stay if you asked, she already knew a little about her since you accidentally slipped out you had a crush. What will happen when you see harin? What if she thinks you're there to take her home and you have to tell her that you can't? You shook your head and waved those thoughts away.

The day had arrived when You were going to visit harin for the first time and got nervous. At first glance it looks like a small hospital but once you actually look, you notice the barred windows. you realize how isolated it actually is when you don't hear a sound and it starts to feel eerie.

When you arrived at the doors, they were locked and you buzzed the intercom. A woman at a desk looked up from inside, smiled and the buzzer made a noise before her voice came through "hello, how can I help you?"

"I'm here to visit someone, my name is y/n y/l/n."

"hold on just a second. " a slight panic creeps up. Does she know? What if they arrest you for hacking into the system? "ah yes I found you. I see you're visiting a new patient here. I'll buzz you in and you have to fill out a form"

"alright." you took a deep breath of relief once the line cuts and the door buzzes open. You walk in and take care of the paperwork, once that was done she gives you a visitor's pass and asked you to wait until one of the nurses comes down to get you.

The metal doors swing open and a middle aged woman walks up to the reception with a clipboard. "I swear things are getting worse up at 4. We got another one." she sighed as she hands over the papers.

"isn't this the 3th one this month?" the receptionist asks and the nurse nods, "Okay, I'll call the family and the morgue. Can you please take that girl to visit so Eun? She's the newest arrival, she's on floor 1."

So eun? Right. That was harin's name before she got adopted. That family really stripped her from everything didn't they? " ofcours." she turns to you with a smile and motioned to follow her" Come along. Sorry It took so long. It's been a hectic day." you quickly follow after her as the doors begin to close again. "You're the first visitor for her, we didn't think anyone would come since there aren't any emergency contacts mentioned in her file."

"It's complicated but I'm taking care of it. She had a family but they abandoned her recently. "

The nurse smiled broadly. " I'm glad she still has you then. Being here can take a toll on a person the first few days, it's important that she knows she's not alone in this. "

" I've told her that before. No matter what happens she'll always have me. "

"I don't mean to be rude but what is your relationship to her? Are you family?"

"I Uhm I'm a friend."

"hmm, a friend." she smiled, "or perhaps you're more? It's okay. Love is love, you can't help who you fall for." you smiled at her words and were thankfully she didn't ask anything else, "well here we are. She normally has roommates but they are all participating in classes at the moment so you have some alone time for the next 2 hours."

You thanked her for everything and stood in front of harin's door. You try to control your emotions before you walk in, she doesn't need to see you emotional while she's going through all of this. She needs a shoulder to lean on and you will be that for her. You walk inside the room and see her sleeping, she looks peaceful and you're debating on letting her rest or waking her up. Before you can decide harin shifts around in bed and opens her eyes, looking straight at you with a little frown. "hi there." you spoke softly

"I hate this. Why do I always dream about you being here?" her voice cracks and you saw the tears well up in her eyes, "It's not fair, please go away." she turns around and faces away from you.

"harin this isn't a dream," you walk around her bed and squated down so you'd be face to face with her, "i'm really here." you tug a hair strand behind her ear and she just stares at you with teary eyes. "i'm here harin. Just like I promised"

She loses the battle and a few tears slip down as she cups your face with one hand and traces her thumb in circles, "H-How did you find me?"

"does that matter?" you lean into her touch and kissed the palm of her hand. "I'm sorry that it took so long but I'll get you out of here, I promise. I'm already working on-"

"don't" she pulls her hand back and shifts to sit up in bed. "this is what I deserve"

"what? No. You don't deserve this." you shook your head and sat down on the edge of her bed.

"I do. I've hurt so many people and never even cared about anything but myself. I deserve to be in here. I deserve what happened to me. "

You wondered if she knew about what happened after the fire. What her 'family' did. You took her hand in yours and started to play with the bracelet you had given her, she's still wearing it. " do you know about your-"

"that they disowned me? Yes. When I woke up I asked to call my grandma but they told me there weren't any contacts and that's when I knew." she sighed.

"you still want me to believe you deserve that? You don't. I'm working on this, I'll get you out and you can stay with me. I'll expose them for what they did. How they treated you and-"

"don't. Let me stay."

"what ? You- you want to stay here?" to say you were shocked was an understatement, you would've guessed she would want to get out immediately.

"yes. I don't want you to go against them. They have too much power, you don't stand a chance against them. Just let me work on myself in here, I'll prove to everyone I can change. When I get discharged we can go out on our first date. I'll have that fresh start I wanted with you."

"are you sure? I already have an amazing lawyer who's looking into things. I can get you out of here, you can still work on yourself without being here."

"there are professionals here that can help me. I know you want to help me but this is what I want. This is my shot at redemption."

"alright. If this is what you want I'll support you. I'll visit as much as possible. Once you have your schedule we can work out which days I visit."

"that works for me." she smiles, "I'm really sorry I dragged you into this. I asked my grandmother if she could get you into baekyeon and in my class. If I just left it at that one meeting you woul-."

"Harin, don't. In the end I made the decision to go didn't I? I don't regret anything because if you didn't ask your grandmother we never would've had a chance together."

"I can't argue with you if you put it that way." she pouted.

"then don't argue with me." you smile and you leaned in until your eyes caught the sight of medication and then the overdose popped into your head making you pull back.

"what? What's wrong" she frowned and followed your gaze, "Oh." she looks down as she catches on to your thoughts. "they give us these pills in the morning. I guess it's to keep us calm? We don't have to take them but they write it down if you don't so they can see who actually needs them and who doesn't."

"were you actually planning to...." you couldn't get it over your lips but you didn't have to, she knew.

"I don't know. I want to say that I knew how much to take but I didn't. It was all pure luck. I don't really want to think about what could've happened, to be honest."

"that's okay, at least for now. I do want to talk about it but only when you're ready."

She nodded and tugged at your hand, "can I get that kiss now?" She asked as she looked down at your lips.

"you don't have to ask" you smiled and leaned in for that much awaited kiss. The moment your lips touched everything felt right again, she was here in your grasp and nothing else matters but that. "just so you know. Once you're discharged from this place you're coming home with me. My aunt and her lawyer are taking care of all the legal stuff."

"so we'd be living together?" She smiled.

"well, my aunt will be there in the beginning so she can get to know you and once she knows she can leave us alone she'll take off again. That were the conditions."

"I look forward to the baby pictures and all the stories." she teased.

"I was a cute baby for your information! But she does have some stories that I'm already dreading." you thought over all the embarrassing moments of your childhood she could tell. "maybe don't ask her in the first few weeks I'm begging you."

"hmm, you'll have to keep my mind off of it then." she smirked.

"Oh I'm sure I'll find a way to keep you busy." you smile, "I did want to ask you about what you want me to call you. Do you want to keep harin or change it back to so eun? Or maybe you can get a new name?"

"harin is fine. So eun is my past, I can't go back to that and if I change my name again my-- they will win. I don't want to give them that satisfaction." her expression changed from sad to determined really quickly once she said that. "they might have disowned me and are revoking the adoption but they can't change my name."

"what about your last name?"

"maybe I can mix my names? How does So Harin sound?"

"perfect." you kiss her hand and she smiles. You look around the room and it feels so empty, "so, what do you usually do around here?"

She chuckled at your attempt of normal conversation, " at the moment I usually talk with a bunch of doctors and psychiatrist so they know what type of therapy I need. They're all nice which makes talking about what I did worse. "

"Well, I'll sneak in a book next time." you wink and she laughs.

"I can have books. This isn't a prison where you need to smuggle stuff in. I am getting my own room soon though. Apparently they want to take me to a different floor, one with more people my age and stuff."

"as long as you don't fall in love with someone else I'm okay with it."

"Oh so you'll ask the staff to relocate me if I do?" She clocked an eyebrow.

"are you saying you'll find someone else?" you fired back.

"nobody would compare to you. You've seen me at my highest and lowest, enjoy it 'cause that' s for your eyes only. No one has seen me the way you have."

"I kind of like the thought of that if I'm being honest."

You stayed until visiting hours were over and promised you'd be back soon. True to your word you made regular visits after harin got her schedule and after a few months of good behavior on harin's part you could go out for a few hours. You mostly took walks in the nearby forest and did have some little make-out sessions in more secluded area's. Eventhough you had planned some cute little picnics harin refused to call it a date, she already planned out what she wanted to do with you when she was discharged and that was going to be your first official date. You didn't mind to call these picnics dates but since harin was so stubborn you agreed to calling them hangouts, as long as you were with her you were fine with anything.

It took a year for her to be discharged from the place. You had gotten yourself a drivers license and borrowed a car from your aunt to Suprise her. She didn't know you got one and were planning this for months but you'd do anything for her. You're leaning against the hood of the car when she walks outside. She stops and takes a second to close her eyes and bask in the sunlight, you can't help but stare at her and fall even more in love.

"will you finally tell me where we're going tonight?" you smile as she walks up to you.

"no. Not yet." she wraps her arms around your neck and pulls you close, "hi there." she smiles.

"hi gorgeous." you smile and kiss her, "you ready to leave"

"yes. as Nice as everyone was, I'm ready to start my new life with you." she looks around and frowns, "where's your aunt? Isn't she driving us home?"

Home. You could get used to hearing her say that. "actually," you grab the keys from your back pocket and dangle them in front of her face, "i'm driving. I wanted to be able to pick you up when the time came so I got my drivers licence. Now you can be my passenger princess."

"You're amazing." she smiled and gave you a peck on the lips before pulling back and putting her bag in the trunk with you scolding her for doing it herself. "i'm a big girl i can put it away myself."

You hummed and got in the car together, "are you ready to meet my aunt tonight?" you ask as you pull out the parking lot and drove home.

"I'm nervous but knowing you, you've already told her a lot about me." she smirked as she leaned her head against the headrest while looking at you, "you look really attractive driving."

" whatever is going on in that head, stop those thoughts. I'm driving." you throw a quick glance to see her smile. You took a hand off the steering wheel and placed it on her thigh, "we have all the time in the world now. No need to rush."

"I'm happy you said that because as long as your aunt's home we're not doing anything." she laughed at your small pout.

"define anything. Does it include-"

"nope. Stop those thoughts you're driving." she smiled and you loved how relaxed she looked. For the first time ever you saw her posture falter a little bit, she's just leaning against the window but the harin from a year ago would still have a straight back and a straight face while looking out the window. She's looking at the scenery with a content smile and you're happy she chose to stay and work on herself. it couldn't have been an easy decision to make when she heard you talking about getting her out but she stayed and it worked.

She was finally showing who she was, the girl that she had pushed back all those years. The person you saw when everyone else saw a mean powerful heiress. She was excited in showing people she had changed. jaeun had agreed to meeting up with the both of you in a few weeks, suji hadn't really answered but jaeun had mentioned she'd get her to join. It was an important step for harin to face the people she hurt and to try to make amends with who was willing to listen. she prepared for the worst when she asked you to contact them, not expecting them to agree and now she was looking forward to the meeting. You hated to remind her there was a chance they wouldn't except her apology but she said she was ready for it.

Once you got home you took harin's bags to the spare bedroom, sadly also one of the conditions of your aunt. You did compromise that you could sleep in the same room for the first few nights. As you were walking to her bedroom with some drinks you hear a thud from her room. "What was that? are you okay?" you ran into her room to see her laying down on the bed with a smile.

"yes don't worry. It's just this bed is so comfy compared to the bed I had." she sighed as she stretched out. You laid down next to her and she immediately cuddled into you, laying her head on your chest with a leg thrown over yours.

"I love you" you said as you ran your fingers up and down her back.

"I love you too." she leaned up a little and planted a kiss on your lips, "it's about time I said it isn't it?"

You chuckled, "you wrote it down, that also counts."

"no, not for the first time."

In the end everything worked out for the both of you. You went on your first date and harin got to talk with jaeun and suji. It took some time but the both of them saw how much she had changed, how much she regrets what she did and eventually forgave her. Harin occasionally woke up from nightmares and you always took a walk around the block when that happened. You'd sit down on the couch with hot chocolate and some TV show playing in the background as she talked about her dreams. There were a lot of things that she still had to overcome from her childhood, some things she wouldn't and it would be hard.

In the end harin knew she had a home with you and your aunt. Come to think of it She might be your aunts favorite since she calls her more than you but you didn't mind. It's about time harin felt the love of a parental figure, to have them care about her without any expectations. You slept in separate rooms when your aunt was home most of the time but once she left harin always ended up in your bed. Things slowed down and as the both of you settled into this new life you couldn't wait to see what the future had in store for you two.

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This is the end of this story🫣 thank you to everyone for reading, sharing and liking❤️ special thanks to @iwendix (I know Suprise mention😁) for reacting on the posts and leaving those comments. They really helped me come back to the story to finish it.

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lizzieislife94x · 4 months

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Shes Ours (w.m)

Requested <3

Don't be fooled by the title haha she's ours means wanda/scarlet witch hahasorry 😅

Requests are open babes 😘 I have a feeling this is gonna be a long one Idon't know if this can be classed as a little dark maybe but all the same enjoy Set right after Westview

Wandas POV:

I fly off into the sky as I take one look back at the place that I could have called home westview I decided to head back to new York to lay low.

I've been here for a week and everytime I close my eyes I dream of the man i once loved and place I called home for a short period of time I can't stay here I need to get out of this place I head towards LA once I finally get there later that night I head to a cute little hotel as I walk in sluggishly hood over my head as I wait by the reception after a few minutes the most beautiful woman I've ever seen walks out with a huge smile on her face "hey my names y/n how can I help you is it a room for one or are you waiting on someone" her voice is perfect I clear my throat and smile alittle for the first time in whlie "yeah just a room for one please" she does her thing on the computer before grabbing a key card and swiping it "here you go ma'am hope you enjoy your stay we do have a bar right through there its open till 3am" she smiles handing me the card I can't help but stare at here she has me feeling stuff I've never felt before I take the key and head straight to the bar to find it empty I look around a little confused looking for the bartender "um hey is anyone serving" I say out loud before I know it the girl from reception comes running in a little clumsy making me giggle "I'm so sorry I had to deal with someone booking a room but what can I get you" she says a little out of breath making me feel things "make her ours" I hear echoing in my head I ignore it and order a white wine as we start to chat after an hour we've done nothing but laugh and get to know eachother "so y/n how old are you" I say as I take a sip of my drink as she leans on the counter getting closer to me "I'm 28 wanda how about you cutie how old are you" omg she's definitely flirting "make her ours" I intenerly yell "stop it" I quickly return my attention to y/n "I'm 29" I say sweetly as I smile at her "you know what y/n youre really fucking sexy" I say with a smirk as she bites her lip "thank you so are you wanda" we spend another few hours talking before I decided to head upstairs.

The next day a wake up and groan as the lights hit my eyes I get up and go shower and get ready and head downstairs to get food fuck I hope y/ns here I make my way downstairs and I'm instantly greeted with a smiling y/n "morning sunshine" she greets as I blush a little "hey I was hoping you'd be here I was wondering if you wanted to come on a date with me this Friday" I say confidently as she blushes "oh my god yes and I have Friday off" I smile as we swap info before I check out I make quick work of getting a beautiful apartment set up having powers is a blessing sometimes makes something like getting an apartment sorted in a few hours possible I quickly settle in and smile god why does she have me smiling like this "because she's perfect and she's ours" I shake my head "yeah she is but she isn't ours she only agreed to a date" I say to my other self.

Friday

I'm in the middle of making brownies as my phones dings

Mine😈: Hey are we still on for tonight?x

I smile and reply quickly

Me:Yeah definitely I'll pick you up at 8 sweetheart 😘

I put my phone down and go about my day before it's time to shower and get ready before I know it it's 7:45pm and I'm sitting in my car outside her house, she comes rushing out and I can't keep my eyes off her the dress she's wearing is so short and tight fuck "hey gorgeous" I say as she gets in with a huge grin "hey wanda" she says as I lean forward kissing her cheek.

2 weeks later

I'm currently hanging with y/n watching some movie she wanted to I think it's finally time to ask her to be my girlfriend "so uh y/n can I ask you something" I say as she turns to me cupping my cheek "of course" I smile and lean into her touch "I was wondering if you wanted to be my girlfriend" she smiles wide as she jumps into my lap crashing our lips together "yes yes yes a thousand times yess" she says between kisses causing me to smile pulling her closer.

14 months later

I've been dating y/n for a little over a year and its been amazing everytime I look at her I just wanna make her mine forever I feel her slowly waking up snapping me out of my thoughts "mmh morning baby" she says in her perfect sleepy voice I lean down and kiss her head "morning princess sleep well?" She cuddles up to me "mmh perfect with you beside me" we spent an hour laying in bed cuddling before heading down to make breakfast my eyes glued to her pantie covered ass fuck I can't wait till the day I get to take her completely we've not had sex yet but I'm happy waiting for her but fuck me im gonna rock her world "babyyyyyy" I'm snapped out my thoughts by a giggling y/n "bacon and eggs ok for you baby" I smile and nod as she cooks us breakfast it's her day off so we get to hang out all day which I love.

"OK so next movie is finding nemo" she says excitedly I smirk at her and lay on the couch "I just ordered pizza babe" I say with a smile "fuck I gotta pee" I say jumping up running up to the bathroom once I lock the door the scarlet witch comes crashing in my head "make her ours claim her mark her as ours" I shake my head "she doesn't belong to anyone" I hear her laughing at me "she is and will always be ours claim her imagine her screaming your name or filling her and making a baby in that perfect little tummy" I bite my lip as her words sink in "claim her take her for us" my mind wanders as I start to picture her with a bump carrying my baby a moan leaves my lips as I smirk something snapping inside me I quickly head back downstairs "hey baby you ok" her sweet voice says as I get back on the couch "I'm good honey" we spend the next hour watching the movie my mind thinking of her naked and spread screaming my name then carrying my baby I can't contain myself anymore so I rest my hand higher on her thigh moving closer to her pussy as I feel her breathing increase "w..what are you doing" she says I get up and pin her to the couch as my hands roam her body my lips crushing her lips I feel her moan into my mouth as I groap her tits something taking over completely "fuck" she moans letting me know she likes it she stares into my eyes lust consuming her "what do you want wanda" she pants as my hands rub her thighs "I want you y/n I want to make you mine claim you forever I want to make you scream my name as you forget yours" I say honestly as she starts to rip my clothes off making me giggle I follow her lead taking her clothes off in the matter of seconds we're both naked I lay her down and kiss my way to her stomach sucking and biting everywhere marking her as she moans "wa..wanda I.. I've never done it before" I smirk and bite her stomach as I look up at her "don't you worry I'll take full control my sweet girl" I groan as I spread her legs kissing my way to her cunt "fuck baby" she squirms as my lips ghost over her clit I groan at her scent as I take a deep breath I quickly wrap my lips around her clit and suck gently suddenly I feel my other half trying to break through before I know it she'stook over.

Scarlet Witch POV:

I suck her clit harder lust consuming me as I slowly start to push my fingers inside her I hear her hiss and i smirk letting her clit go "the pain will pass in a minute my sweet girl just relax" I start to thrust my fingers faster as loud moans slip from her lips I feel her walls squeeze my fingers as I rubher clit "let go my precious girl" I moan as my accent slips out after a few thrusts I feel her juices soaking my hand "mhhh such a good girl baby my good girl" I quickly flick my wrists as a dick appears on my waist I smirk and flip her over as my hands roam her back and ass I spread her legs as I guid the dick inside her and moan surprised at the feeling it feels so real I bite my lip as I watch my dick stretching her cunt open "fuck baby such a good girl for me taking my dick so well princess fuck I wish you could see the way my dick is stretching your cunt" she moans drooling all over the couch she starts to push back into my dick taking over the thrusts I lean back and moan watching her sink on my dick I grip her hips as I take over the thrusts slamming deeper and harder inside her "gonna fill that pretty little cunt princess make you mine forever" I feel the orgasm approach as I continue to pound into her loud screams leaving her lips "mmmh such a little cock slut" she whimpers and turns to look at me "on...only for you I'm yours baby" as those words leave her mouth I can't help but explode deep inside her I feel the cum spilling from my dick and filling her as I continue slowly thrusting as imagines of her pregnant cloud my mind.

Y/ns POV:

I wake up in the morning my body a little sore but suddenly smile as I see wanda naked with her arms over my stomach "I'm all yours" I whisperas I gently kiss her head before I know what happens there's a hologram like version of wanda but she looks powerful I'm so confused "y/n it's OK im the scarlet witch im the other half of wanda I'm not going to hurt you I would never hurt what's ours I just need to explain last night I took over when lust consumed both me and wanda and I feel terrible none of us want to hurt you and I feel I might have been to rough" I can't help but smile and look between them both "you didn't I'm OK I loved it and I love wanda which means I love you" she smiles at me and I feel my heart melt "that's what I'm trying to say since we met you something changed we knew you where our soul mate" as the words leave her mouth she disappeared as wanda starts to wake up "mmmmh morning my beautiful baby" she says pulling me on top of her naked body I smile and kiss her "I know the scarlet witch took over she explained it to me" I say while kissing her lips as she looks into my eyes both us smiling.

we spent the day in bed enjoying every inch of eachother.

1 month later

I wake up feeling horrible again I've been sick for 2 weeks now and my period is late I picked a test up last night at the store just incase I sluggishly walk into the bathroom as I grab the test and pee on it I set it aside and clean myself as I get up and wash my face after a few minutes I look at the test in shock it's positive suddenly I feel over come with joy fuck how am I going to tell wanda will she hate me will she leave me oh god I call my friend and ask her to make me a baby grow that says congratulations you're going to be a mommy along with a cute little Teddy, later that day she brings them over gift wrapped and i hug her tight "thank you so much jules you're a life saver" we catch up for a bit before she has to leave I check my phone and see its almost 7pm meaning wanda is on her way I feel my palms sweating as the door closes "uh wanda can you come here please" she comes in with a smile and kisses me "hey beautiful" I take a deep breath and hold her hand as I grab the gift bags and hand her them "what's this beautiful" I feel my nerves take over "just open it please" after what feels like forever I hear her gasp as she looks at me tears in her eyes "your pregnant baby?" I look at her and feel my own tears as we both cry with joy and hold eachother tight.

10 years later

Y/ns POV:

I've been married to wands for 6 years now and together for 10 amazing years she has my heart I love waking up to her every morning I'm snapped out of my thoughts by the pitter patter of tiny feet running into our room followed by giggles "mama! Mommy!" Our 3 youngest yell jumping on the bed ontop of wanda waking her up our oldest comes in shortly after with a smile on her face she looks so much like her mama "morning babies" I say as they all climb into bed with us this right here is my whole world and i wouldnt change a thing.

AN: ok I know this isn't that great but I tried there was so much info I had to try and fit in for the request so if it feels rushed I'm sorry I apologise but I tried I also had to cram it down to under 3k words I didn't want it to be super long please don't hate me haha but I will have the last request posted in a few hours and hopefully will be a little better stay hydrated babes drink water!

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canibeyoungforever · 1 year

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👋🏻 Hii

I loved your fic where Neymar had a daughter so i was wondering if i could request another one but where he’s out celebrating a friends birthday with all the PSG players and he receives a call saying that his daughter and her friends were in a car crash, like her friends were driving she wasn’t but a car crash into their car and into her side so she got injured the most and so Neymar’s friends took him to the hospital and they wait with him, you can decide how to end it, please and thank you 🙏

a/n:thank you so much for your request <33 i wrote it while listening this song so i suggest you to listen to it while reading it tell me what you think afterwards

Neymar Jr Imagines: Blessing in disguise

Neymar Jr was a person who couldn’t care less about other people’s opinions,but not when it came to his daughter.She was his only child and he always thought his blessing in disguise.

After entering fatherhood even if it was unexpected he finally understood.He finally understood what everyone told him and how you could love someone that much,even more than yourself.

"So how’s Y/n Neymar?" Achraf ask "She just got into this photography school and i see that she love it.So,if she’s happy, i’m happy." "That’s great honestly" Your phone start ringing "Who is it at 2 am?" Kylian ask "I don’t know dude.." You answer,unsure.

"Allô?" "Are you Mister Neymar Jr Da Silva Santos?" A woman say "Yeah?Who are you?" "Nurse Nic Neville from the Chastain Memorial Hospital" "What- What’s going on?"

"Your daughter Y/n was just admitted in the emergency department of our hospital" "What happened?" You ask so worried. "She was the victim of a car crash" "Is she okay?" "I couldn’t tell you our doctors are taking care of her right now she was admitted in a serious condition so it will be better if you’re coming right now."

"Of course what is- what hospital again?" "Chastain i’ll wait for you at the reception" She say "Okay okay thank you" You finish the call and pack all your stuffs "Yo dude what’s going on?" Sergio ask "Y/n she’s hurt- in the hospital- all alone.I need to go..I need to go.." You finish your sentence in tears "We’re all coming with you man don’t worry" Kylian say

A couple of minutes later all of you arrive at the hospital "Mister Da Silva!" You turn around and see a woman halfway into a corridor. You go toward the woman "Yeah you’re the woman i was in the phone with?" "Yeah"

"Come with me" You arrive in front of a room

"You can all wait here the doctors are going to come on in a few minutes.They just need to hook up her to medical machines, get her into bed and all that." The nurse explain. "But do you know if she’s okay?" You ask.

"I just know that she was able to be admitted to block to be operated so that means she was stabilized and that’s good news" "I’m so sorry i really have to go" She explain. "Yeah yeah thank you so much" You say. "Don’t worry."

1 minute.

5 minutes..

10 minutes…

15 minutes….

30 minutes…..

The door finally open on two doctors:

"Mister Da Silva come in"

You enter and when you see Y/n "asleep" in some ways. You can’t stop yourself from bursting into tears.

"No no no it’s not as bad as it look"

"I am the doctor Austin i’m a surgeon"

"And i’m doctor Hawkins"

"What happened?" You ask

"Your daughter was victim of a pile-up and as the people who arrived first told us one of them crashed right into her side." Doctor Hawkins explain "That’s why it looks that bad but it’s not really that bad."

"She has a broken arm and a broken leg but also a concussion." "About internal injury she only had one wound which i took care of." Doctor Austin say

"So why is she asleep? Like in a coma?" You ask genuinely worried. "It’s not a comas. She is just sedated but she will wake up in a few hours" Doctor Austin say

"So she will be okay?" You ask tears in your eyes

"She will get a long recovery but yes,she will be okay." You breathe deeply,relieved.

The two doctors leave the room and you sit on a chair next to your daughter

"Mi corazon" "What would i ever do without you?" You say smiling

A few hours later sleep takes over you

The moon leave and the sun rises

"La lune."

You turn around thinking you hallucinated but no it’s real you see Y/n awake

"Hi" You say crying

"Hello Papai" She say smiling

"Don’t ever scare me again like that" You beg

"I promise."

a/n:i tried to do it like you all wanted to please tell me what you think and if it’s okay like that i’ll keep doing it that way for the other imagines english is not my first language

#imagines #neymar one shot #neymar jr #neymar imagines #neymar #neymar jr x reader #neymar jr imagines #neymar jr imagine

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His Gift Part 3

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4

A/N = Hey so I just wanted to say that this chapter contains the discussion of mental illness, it's not a main part but just in case that's a trigger for anyone. But on another note, thank you for all the support. It really makes my day so how much everyone is enjoying it so far.

Warnings = 18+, minors do not interact. Dubious consent, discussion of mental illness, dark Morpheus.

Morpheus was sitting on his throne contemplating his next course of action. Having already retrieved his sand and his helm. All that is left to collect is his ruby. At least he knew where it was. Though he found it more and more difficult to visit the waking world without visiting his heart. He had only seen her last night but he already longed for her touch. It was intoxicating.

But the memory of last night also made him frown. Remembering how scared she had seemed. She had flinched from him, tried to get away, dismissed him as nothing but a figment of her imagination. If only he could have stayed longer…

“Uh Boss?” Matthew caws, landing beside him.

He turns his gaze to his raven, “Matthew I thought I asked you to watch over Y/n. "

"I was, she's just at work again…"

Morpheus sighs, closing the book he held in his lap. "Do you have something to say to me Matthew? "

"I think you should back off from Y/n."

"Excuse me?"

"It's just that uh she's not doing so well. I get that you mean well but I think you might be hurting her-"

"Are you suggesting I do not know how to take care of my queen?"

"No, no I-"

"That our bond would be causing her harm?" his gaze had turned deadly and Matthew nervously flapped his wings.

"Of course not-"

"Leave. Now."

“All i'm saying is i was human once and it took me a while to get used to the idea of you and the dreaming,” Matthew manages to get out before he flies off.

Morpheus tosses the book to the side angrily. He doesn’t like the reminder of his love's fragility. He swore to her that day, when he first felt their connection, that he would do better than his failed relationships. That he would give her anything, do anything for her. This is his chance to be loved truly, to love with his whole being and have that in return. He refuses to let this go wrong…

Y/n watched as Lindsey came in for her shift. She did a couple of afternoon shifts a week. Well she was supposed to work till close but Y/n always felt bad making her stay till then. She remembers what it was like being a university student.

“Heya Y/n, shop been busy today?”

“No more than usual i suppose.”

“So hot date to get to,” Lindsey waggles her eyebrows theatrically and Y/n chokes on her laughter.

“Nothing so fun, just a boring routine doctor’s appointment.”

“Routine?”

“Yeah nothing to worry about, it’s just a check up really. You sure you'll be fine closing tonight? ”

“I will be. Will you be fine to go out tonight?”

“Tonight?”

“I asked you last week, remember? Club, me, you, Max, Kai.”

“Shit the club.”

“Oh please don’t bail on us again,” she leans against Y/n, giving her her best puppy dog eyes.

Y/n giggles and pushes Lindsey away “Fine fine. Text me the address and i’ll meet yous there at 10 okay. 2 hours max.”

"Okay perfect,” Lindsey checks the clock, “You best be off, don’t want to miss your appointment."

Y/n waves goodbye as she leaves the bookshop. Walking to the bus stop and catching her bus just in time. She's on for 25 minutes before getting off at her mental health clinic. The reception is relatively empty seeing as it’s the middle of a weekday. Y/n ends up waiting another 20 minutes before her name gets called. Sitting down in the psychiatrist's office she starts to fidget.

“So, these new symptoms. Can you tell me a bit more about them?” Dr Hanaken opens her notes on the desk.

“Uh yeah. I’ve been having these really vivid dreams. They’re not nightmares, not really. But i just, i feel like i’m not getting any rest. And I've been feeling paranoid lately.”

“Paranoid?”

“Yeah just i feel like someones watching me. In my apartment, walking down the street, at my work. I feel like i’m going mad.”

“Well paranoia can be a side effect, it’s not completely unusual for new side effects to pop up. Why don’t we try a lower dose to see if that has any effect. If not we can switch to a different type.”

“Okay,” Y/n takes a deep breath in.

Walking out of the clinic with her new prescription Y/n feels slightly more at ease. Telling someone has almost lifted some of the weight of her shoulders. Then she remembers how she agreed to go out and her good mood deflates. Steeling herself she walks back down to the bus stop. Determined to enjoy herself even a little.

Standing in the noisy club Y/n is decidedly not enjoying herself. She did try, really really tried. She did her hair, put on her makeup, wore a far too tight and far too revealing dress and caught a taxi to the club. The queue outside was massive but Max knew one of the club managers and they got to skip the queue. Standing at the bar leaning on her forearms Y/n waited for her drink. Contemplating her life choices that led her here.

She looked to her right, seeing all her friends dancing and laughing together. Jesus why couldn’t she just enjoy herself. The bartender placed her drink in front of her and she smiled. She drank it in one go. Walking confidently back over to her friends. Lindsey, who is more than a little drunk, hugs her and kisses her cheek. No doubt smearing lipstick over her face. She giggles with the absurdity of everything. Kai sidles up next to her, holding out a hand “Want to dance?”

What the hell, she thinks. Letting herself be pulled out into the group of people. Kai holds her hips as they sway to the music. The alcohol makes her feel floaty. Not too drunk that she doesn’t know what is happening but buzzed enough to not care about anything else other than the handsome man dancing with her. She wraps her hands around his neck and leaning up to press his lips against his. He seems to melt into her, they move together, swaying and kissing to the beat of the music. She hums, breaking the kiss to breathe. Taking the time to focus on him.

But Kai is no longer standing with her. This man looms over her. Kai’s short curly hair is now darker and longer. Kai’s soft brown eyes that were gazing at her have been replaced with stormy blue ones. They seem not only to stare at her but into her. His hands grip tighter now, possessively. His lips curl up into a smile.

“Morpheus,” she breathes rather than speaks the word.

She blinks and sees Kai staring at her confused. “Sorry love did you say something,” he says loudly. Trying to be heard over the music in the club. Love, the word makes her stomach twist. It sounds, feels, wrong coming out of his mouth. She pulls herself out of his arms and he lets her. Moving towards her as she stumbles through the crowd of people. She ignores whatever he’s saying to her.

Someone grabs her arm and she turns to see it’s Lindsey. “Y/n? Are you okay? Did Kai do something?” her tone sounds worried.

“No, no, just need some air,” she tries to give a reassuring smile but can tell from the look on Lindsey’s face that it falls flat.

She moves her way through groups of people. Squeezing herself as small as she can be. Cursing inside her head at the music, it makes her head throb and her vision swirl. Eventually she manages to make it outside the bar. It’s quieter now, most people had either gotten inside or found somewhere else to go. She walks down the street to an alcove. It’s empty and quiet.

She stands against the wall taking in gulps of air. She squeezed her arm focusing on the pain. Using it to ground her. He’s only a dream, just a dream, nothing else.

“Y/n,” the sound of his voice makes her flinch. She sees him walking towards her, his coat sways dramatically behind him. His eyes show no hint of care this time. No they are all steel and anger as they pin her against the wall. She pinches her arm, so hard she scratches the skin and draws blood. “No no you’re not real you can’t be here.”

She wants to run, she wants to scream but she can’t do anything. Every muscle in her body is rigid. She can only press herself back against the wall. Her body hunching in on itself. He reaches her quickly, arms caging her against the wall.

“Who. Was He.” his voice is cold but she can hear the anger underlying it. She shuts her eyes, trying to control the panic rising in her chest. She just needed to breathe, this didn’t make any sense. How could he be here…

“My love for you is endless but my patience is not. I will ask you again, who was he?”

“Who? ” her voice is shaky despite her attempts to control it.

“The man who dared to touch what was mine, the man who you allowed to kiss you when only i should, the man who you currently reek of,” he growled everytime he mentioned Kai.

Despite the fear taking over her mind his words still caused a rise in her own temper. Whatever he was. He didn’t own her. Who gave him the right to speak to her like this? As if she had betrayed him, she didn’t even know him. Overcoming the panic she was feeling, Y/n raised her eyes to meet him. “I am not yours,” she basically spat the words.

As soon as they left her mouth she could tell she had made a mistake. Morpheus eyes turned darker, gleaming with something she couldn’t place. “Are you not?” his voice was calmer now, too calm. There was a hidden depth to it.

Too far caught up in her anger, Y/n continued. “I don’t know what the fuck you are but leave me alone,” gathering all her adrenaline fuled strength she shoved him hard in the chest. He stumbled back a few steps. Eyes still locked on her. Before Morpheus could respond, Y/n took off down the street. Her lungs burned and her feet ached but she kept going. She turned down an alleyway. Leaning against the wall panting.

“You can’t run from me my love,” Her eyes snap to the far wall of the alleyway. How the fuck did he get here so fast. There’s no way, it’s not possible... She turns to run again but trips over a crack in the pavement. She braces herself for the fall, eyes shut but…

Before she makes contact with the ground she feels strong arms wrapped around her. She doesn’t have to open her eyes to know who it is. She feels herself being pulled upwards, then there’s the hard wall against her back. His hands settle on her hips, grip hard and bruising.

“Look at me, ” it’s a command. Scared of what he could do she goes against her instincts. If she thought he was angry before she was wrong. His face was pure rage. She looks away, staring at the wall opposite them. “ You cannot run from me. You are mine, heart and soul, your very essence calls out to me. There is no where you can go where I will not find you,” his words are dark and threatening. A warning not to run again.

“Please don’t hurt me.” There’s a moment of silence, she can’t hear anything. Not even the sound of him breathing. Looking back at him, the anger in his eyes are gone. Instead they just seem sad.

“I could never hurt you my love, never.” keeping one hand on her hip, the other moves to cradle her face. A fingertip brushes away the tear falling down her face. She wants to pull away but against her will she finds herself leaning into his embrace. His hand is warm where it’s pressed against hers. He leans down, pressing his face to her neck. She feels him breath then before he moves back to face her.

“I have been selfish, I did not think about how strange this must be for you. Our bond, it is something i have waited centuries for. I understand it is different for you.”

“What are you talking about? I don’t understand-”

“Shh i know, but you will. I will do better. ” he says the words as a promise, as a prayer. “ I let my anger get the better of me but I will try harder. I will treat you like the queen you are,” his voice cooes and she feels her body relax.

The hand cupping her face moves back to her hip. Then they’re gripping her rear. Lifting her up. Her legs wrap around him, trying to keep her balance. He growls at that, using his grip on her to pull them flush together. His hands slip underneath her dress, pushing it up even further. Her hands scramble to grip his arms.

“What are you doing-”

“It’s okay, it’ll be easier like this,” she doesn’t understand. She wants to ask more questions but then his lips are on hers. She feels floaty again, as if she took another shot in the club. This is nothing like kissing Kai. Morpheus is demanding and all encompassing. His kiss feels like a brand, like ownership. He moves back and she tries to breathe evenly. She feels something blown on her face…sand?

“Shhh, we’ll be home soon,” it’s the last thing she registers before the gentle lull of sleep swallows her whole.

Taglist = @musemaniac42 @secretdreamlandmentality @supermegapauselouca @ultimatreality

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Untitled. (again)

stray kids bangchan x fem reader; mentions of felix and hannah

genre: angst, no happy ending, implied best friends to exes

long overdue continuation of this oneshot; not proofread | masterlist

“Hey, beautiful.” Chan tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear as her arms find their way around his neck.

“Hey, yourself.” Two could play this game, she thought.

“How are you feeling?” He asked as they swayed along to the song.

“Well if you’re talking about being a married woman, I’ve only been wifed up for a good 2 hours but nonetheless, I feel great—happy.”

And it was true. He sees it in the way her eyes sparkle that it makes him want to cry and laugh at the same time. He didn’t do either and settled on making a joke instead.

“Well, I was actually pertaining to those feet of yours in heels, but good to know—“

She smacked his chest lightly which finally earned a laugh from both of them.

“I’m so thankful you’re here though, I didn’t think you were serious about coming.”

“Wouldn’t want to be a douche til the end and miss my best friend’s wedding for the world. And,” he stressed, “I had to see the man himself, of course, check if he is indeed worthy, but now that I have, I might have to ask him if you spelled him—“

Another smack in the chest.

“No but seriously, Tony seems like a really good guy. He’s good for you. Better. and I’m happy…for you two.”

“Thank you,” she smiled, a hint of bittersweetness, “for everything.”

Not trusting himself with words, he gave her a nod and a smile.

“Mind if I cut in?”

And it was like he was snapped out of a bubble. Chan turned to look at the lucky bast—he means guy, lucky guy hehe before shaking his head.

“Not at all.” Chan immediately lets go, but not before a quick squeeze of both her hands he was then unconsciously holding.

He congratulated the couple again before going back to his assigned table.

“I’m surprised you didn’t try to object during the ceremony.” His sister joked as she hands him a drink.

“And why would I do that when she looks that happy.” He answered, eyes locked across the reception hall where she’s dancing with her now husband.

“Hyung, you’re not going to bawl your eyes again are you?” A slightly drunk Felix butted in, but was quickly shushed by Hannah.

“Nah, I think I already dried myself up during the ceremony.”

Hannah frowned and turned to look at her brother. “You sure you’re okay?”

“Mhmm.” Chan hummed before giving his sister a warm smile. “Or at least I think I will be.”

“Alrighty, is it okay if we go to the garden for a bit? I think I need to sober up your good mate here—“

“—boyfriend!” the said mate corrected!

“I’m not actually foive, Hannah,” Chan chuckled, “You two go. But no funny business, alright?” He warned in a joking manner to which Hannah just rolled her eyes.

When he was finally left alone, Chan’s gaze went towards the direction of the woman he loved—still love the most and found himself drifting back to all the moments they shared.

He remembers first time they met, the friendship that blossomed not sooner than the romantic feelings albeit not knowing at the time; the physical separation when he went to korea to pursue his dreams, and the conversations that followed, making his heart truly grow fonder with the distance.

He remembers that one vacation break where he got to hold her again—only then as more than just a friend, and that day the two of them finally came to terms with both their feelings which ended up with their shared first kiss.

He remembers the long distance relationship, the surprise visits in between his idol and her also busy schedule, the longing, those nights of reassuring both never asked but appreciated, even the rarest fights; and that despite all that, he remembers choosing her and vice versa: choosing “us”.

Until she couldn’t anymore.

He remembers the calmness before that stormy day she finally decided to call it quits, to choose herself and how he went along with it without a fight because deep inside, he wanted that too: to choose oneself rather than the “we” and “us”. It was probably the most selfish, or maybe selfless act in a way, depending on how one looks at it.

But as days turned to weeks, months, years, his heart remained in the same place, never finding another, never wanting—needing to. Determined to reconnect with her, his heart leaped when she agreed to his lunch invitation. But it was soon shattered when she broke the news. He was too late, she was already getting married…and not to him, which brings him back to the present.

It’s funny really, it was like he was having this la la land moment—you know that scene at the end—picturing how it would be like had the two of you stayed together, had both continued to choose the “we” and the “us”.

Then it would be him she’s dancing with right now, foreheads touching, whispering sweet nothings, exchanging vows bound to keep forever.

It would be him at the receiving end of her radiant smiles and melodious laughter, of her warm hugs and blissful kisses; It would be him singing at the top of his lungs with her during karaoke date nights and him slow dancing with her in the middle of the night in their dark living room without any music playing.

It would be him sharing the most comfortable silence as she drinks her cup of coffee while he drinks his glass of pineapple juice as both worked on their respective projects; It would be him who would hold her hand when words fail to comfort her stresses; and it would be him that would lie next to her when both couldn’t sleep being insomniacs and him waking up next to her when they do.

It would be him looking forward to a future of togetherness with her, feeling a different kind of excitement as they find themselves expecting, charging to every food place to satisfy her weird cravings and holding her hair back as she retches it after, figuring out how to set up a nursery and thinking about baby names, racing towards the hospital and having her grip the life out of his hands with the last push, bawling his eyes out upon meeting and holding their child for the first time whose brown eyes mirrored their own;

It would still be him with her during the succeeding sleepless nights not caused by the loudness of their own thoughts now but of their baby’s cries, seeing each other’s tired faces wearing clothes stained with baby vomit and still find the other person to be the most beautiful—even until his hair finally recedes and hers turned grey, and both got wrinkly, it would be him with her experiencing this rollercoaster ride called life.

But when Chan’s eyes met hers again, his lingering a bit longer even after exchanging a quick smile and her turning away again, he realized that it was and will always be just that:

a la la land moment. x AN: reblogs and feedbacks are much appreciated! thank you for reading!

#writeingdocs #bangchan x reader #bangchan x you #bangchan angst #stray kids x you #stray kids angst #stray kids x reader #bangchan reader

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🟧 Chris Pratt teases that there's plenty of video game source material for The Super Mario Bros. Movie 2 to explore.

🟧 The actor expresses interest in seeing a "Nintendo cinematic universe" with exciting crossover projects.

🟧 The major success of The Super Mario Bros. Movie in theaters means that the sequel is likely just the beginning of a much larger franchise.

Chris Pratt comments on The Super Mario Bros. Movie 2 and how the sequel will further explore a larger universe of Nintendo properties. Based on the iconic Nintendo video game character, the first Super Mario Bros. Movie from Illumination Entertainment hit theaters in 2023, becoming one of the biggest box office hits of the year. It didn't take long for confirmation to arrive that Pratt would reprise his role as Mario for a sequel, which is expected to release in spring 2026.

In a recent interview with Screen Rant, Pratt teases what's to come from the announced Super Mario Bros. Movie 2. According to the actor, there's plenty of room for franchise expansion, with a whole interconnected cinematic universe of Nintendo characters potentially on the way. Check out Pratt's full comment below:

"Oh, man! There's so much to explore. There are decades worth of [games] to explore, not only with Mario and Peach and Donkey Kong and Luigi and Bowser and Yoshi; that was teased at the end. But it just gets me so excited. I was such a Nintendo head growing up, so just thinking about how everything from Legend of Zelda to the entire Nintendo cinematic universe could be created and what that could look like for all of these characters that I love? I mean, there's really no limit. We could talk about it for hours."

The Super Mario Bros. Movie 2 Could Be Just The Beginning

The First Movie's Success Paves The Way For A Larger Nintendo Cinematic Universe

The Super Mario Bros. video game franchise is truly beloved, and, as Pratt suggests, the last 40 years have seen the introduction of dozens of characters, worlds, and storylines across dozens of individual titles. The Illumination adaptation, then, which was directed by Aaron Horvath and Michael Jelenic, was always positioned to do well, but the film exceeded expectations in a major way. The Super Mario Bros. Movie's box office capped out at a staggering $1.36 billion worldwide.

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In addition to Pratt, The Super Mario Bros. Movie features the voice acting talents of Jack Black, Anya Taylor-Joy, Charlie Day, Seth Rogen, Keegan-Michael Key, and Fred Armisen.

Although The Super Mario Bros. Movie's reviews were mixed from critics, the reception from general audiences was far more positive. On Rotten Tomatoes, the film currently holds a lackluster critics' score of 59%, but the audience score is glowing at 95%. There's clearly a desire from general movie-goers then to see the beloved video game franchise continue to expand on the big screen, and the sequel is now poised to become another major box office sensation.

In addition to more sequels, the positive reception to the first film means that spinoff movies in a larger Nintendo cinematic universe could also be on the way. While there's a risk that such aggressive franchise expansion will dilute the brand and make new theatrical releases a little less special, the many successful installments in Illumination's Minions franchise suggests that family audiences could continue to show up for new releases for years to come. It remains to be seen what The Super Mario Bros. Movie 2 has in store for audiences, but it may be the first of many sequels.

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2023 writing meme

i don't usually do the fic writer meme because i don't usually write a lot of fic other than longfic. but this year was an outlier, so, here we are!

Number of fics written (posted) in 2023: 23. seriously, who am i? plus 3 finished and 2 unfinished, both unposted.

Total word count of posted fic: 57,515

Total word count of unposted fic: 66,701

Total word count overall: 124,216

Worth noting that some of my posted fic this year was written during Nanowrimo last year, so the numbers are a bit skewed.

Fandoms: Final Fantasy VII, Final Fantasy VII Remake, Final Fantasy XII, Final Fantasy XIV. I did write one FFXIV/Pacific Rim crossover.

all of my fic is on AO3.

Best title: I'm really biased towards heaven can wait (WoL/Exarch), my big bang fic. I also quite like before you're burned, become the sun (Alisaie) but that's just because I've always liked that lyric.

Worst title: to believe in you (i'll try) (Cloud/Tifa). I was going for a theme across all of my Cloti week fics but I don't like that title at all...

Best first line: From before you're burned, become the sun:

The sun never sets, because there is no sun.

Worst first line: From to believe in you (i'll try):

Cloud is so different.

Best last line: From heaven can wait:

"Welcome to the First, Warrior of Darkness," he says, lifting up his brother. "Let's get you inside. We've got a world to save."

Worst last line: From to believe in you (i'll try) (seriously, I am not happy with this fic LOL):

For now, they have a reactor to take down.

Looking back, did you write more than you thought you would this year, less than you thought, or about what you predicted?

Less than I was supposed to, yet more than I expected. I had various health issues throughout the year that prevented me from writing a lot (have you ever tried to write when you can't sleep more than 3 hours at a time? Yeah) but also I managed to write for two fandom weeks and completed Nanowrimo. So, not bad!

What pairing/genre/fandom did you write that you would never have predicted last year?

I didn't think I'd write so many Cloti fics! I've loved the pairing for a long time but I really didn't think I would write so much. Really glad I did though. Also, I had no plans to write the Alisaie or Ashe fics and I'm glad I stretched myself and wrote them.

What’s your favourite story this year? Not the most popular, but the one that makes you the happiest.

heaven can wait, no contest. I still go back and reread it sometimes and just have a blast. It's a story I very much wrote for myself, and I'm really glad it's gotten a good reception.

Okay, NOW your most popular story.

By kudos: amber embrace (WoL/G'raha)

By hits: love grows (WoL/G'raha)

By comments and bookmarks: heaven can wait

Deeply funny to me that the NSFW fic is the most popular. The people want what they want.

Story most underappreciated by the universe?

If we ignore the fic I posted an hour ago that has literally 1 hit so far: for you, i walk on (Tifa), which I wrote for the second volume of the Tifa zine. But that's only by hits and kudos; it got very lovely comments and I had a great time with the zine.

By comments, I have 5 fics without comments at all. :( One of them has 30 kudos! Please comment on fics, folks.

Story that could have been better?

Not to beat the dead horse, but to believe in you (i'll try). It's meant to be a Remake fic, but I haven't finished replaying Remake and I only half-remember the Cloti scenes. I'm working on replaying it now, so hopefully I can add to it soon.

Sexiest story?

I mean, according to the numbers, it's either amber embrace or love grows. But actually it's one of the fics I didn't post this year. I wrote a 16,000-word fic about my WoL's honeymoon with G'raha. It is very spicy and it will not be seeing the light of day because it belongs to a non-canon AU.

Saddest story?

I don't know that I have a good answer to this one. I mean, heaven can wait is angsty, but that's different.

Most fun?

Most silly is definitely shuffle or boogie (WoL/G'raha), which was just an excuse to write a fic about Triple Triad.

Story with single sweetest moment?

PROBABLY THE WEDDING FIC, LOL. Or the denouement of heaven can wait. Or the holiday fic I just posted.

Most fucked-up story?

I wrote some vanilla-ass fic this year, I ain't got nothing for this.

Hardest story to write?

Honestly, a lot of the Cloti fics were tough. I'm not really rusty on the canon (FFVII lives rent free in my brain) but I hadn't written the characters in a pairing for some years. The Ashe fic was also tough for similar reasons: I've never written FFXII fic before. The Endwalker fic (WIP) has been really hard because it's some tough content and I've been struggling with how much of the canon to cover and how much to make up whole cloth.

Easiest/most fun story to write?

heaven can wait, which I really just had a blast with. This was last year's Nanowrimo, though, so... Maybe the holiday fic? I wrote it in a couple hours last weekend.

Did any stories shift your perception of the characters?

Not really. I don't tend to write fics about characters I don't have a firm grasp of.

Most overdue story?

Beyond the Vault, the eternal albatross around my neck. Also the Endwalker fic, because it's taken me two years to even have a WIP...

Did you take any writing risks this year? What did you learn from them?

This year was good at helping me fight off the perfectionist tendency! I posted a lot of the fandom week fics within a week (or shorter) of writing them, and it let me chill out considerably about polish. Sometimes you can just write a fic and you don't have to go over it with a fine-tooth comb, you can just post it.

#larissafic #meme answers

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softsnzstuff · 2 years

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Inspired by this post from @blooming-trees , decided to write a little something with Doctor Office AU Eddie.

I’m not a big fan of writing first person pov stories, so this will prob be a one and done - but thought it could be fun to have the reader be the patient in question. 😳🥵 -KB

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Pulling into the parking lot, you sigh heavily. Your new job required every employee complete a physical health evaluation and just your luck - your town’s doctors were all booked for the next two months. But you sucked it up and drove an hour and a half away to the next town over. The only place with an availability so soon because you desperately needed to start this job.

Hawkins. Not your first choice of town by any means. Small towns always sort of gave you the heebie jeebies. You got out of your car, forms in hand, and made your way inside. The girl at the reception desk was laughing at someone behind her when you walked in.

The bell above the door chimed and alerted her to your arrival. “Hi!” She greeted, “So sorry. They’re just being silly back there. You have an appointment?”

“Uh yeah. 2 O’clock with Dr.Munson or something?”

The girl, whose name tag told you was Robin, scrolled on her computer, “Perfect! And I see you submitted your paperwork online already. I just have two consent forms I need you to sign and you’ll be good to go.”

Robin smiled, hanging you a clipboard and pen over the counter, forms attached. You looked around the mostly empty waiting room and took a seat, beginning to skim through the papers.

“K’TSCHiew! Heh-issshue! H’atSSew!”

Your head shoots up as you unconsciously look for the source of the sound. Shit, that was hot. Robin chuckled to herself before swiveling around and yelling over her shoulder.

“Bless you Doctor Rockstar!!”

There came a mumbled reply, too faint to make out. Jesus Christ - if that was the doctor sneezing?? This appointment was about to get way more interesting. Quickly you scribbled a half legible signature on the two forms before standing up and hanging them back to Robin.

Moments later the nurse called you back. Male nurse - nice. He was tall and slender, hair pushed back out of his face.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Steve.” He said.

You smiled and nodded. He already knew your name from the chart. The man took you to an exam room after taking note of your height and weight. Another itchy sounding sneeze came from the back room. You bit down hard on your lip trying to act normal.

“Any concerns you’d like me to bring up with Dr.Munson?” He asked.

“Uh no. Just here for my work checkup.” You said, hanging Steve the form you’d been white knuckling.

“Okay!” Steve took the paper and attached it to your chart. “He should be in soon alright?”

You nodded as he shut the door. It was only a few minutes later that there was a knock on the door before a man walked in. He was wearing scrubs under his white coat and his hair was pulled back into a bun.

“Doctor Rockstar, I presume?” You asked jokingly.

The man laughed, rolling his eyes, “That’s what my peds patients call me, yeah. And my colleagues when they want to be silly…. Anyways you can call me Eddie.”

He reached out and shook your hand. You stared at into his big brown eyes. They looked a little puffy and his nose was red.

“So I hear we’ll be doing a quick hehh checkup- ixxtCHU! Gxxxtch! H’Nxxt! Excuse me!” He had ducked down into the sleeve of his coat.

“B- bless you.” You stammered after a too-long pause, realizing you would be rude to ignore the outburst.

He sniffled, turning his attention back to you. “You look a bit flushed. Let’s check your temperature really quickly.”

You felt like your brain was short circuiting. Had you really been blushing that hard?? And now he thinks you have a fever?! Before you could even collect your thoughts, he was coming at you with the metal instrument.

“Open please.” He smiled.

You did as you were told, fidgeting slightly as the thermometer did it’s job. After a few moments he pulled it out. “98.6! Perfect!”

“Yay!” You said awkwardly, immediately regretting it.

He slipped off the plastic cover and threw it away, placing the instrument back in the drawer before turning to the side rather dramatically, “HihUSHew! E’KTSHiew! Snfsnff NG’issh’ue!”

As he straightened out again, he plucked a tissue from the box on the counter, back of his wrist still held to his fact.

“I’m so sorry!” He paused to blow his nose and wash his hands.

When he turned back towards you, you were staring at him, eyes wide.

“Oh my gosh.” He said, “I’m so sorry! I promise I’m not sick, my allergies are the worst. I can wear a mask if you’re uncomfortable?”

“No!” You said almost too quickly. No way did you want him to cover up that tickly nose of his. Backtracking a little, you rephrased, “You don’t have to do that, it’s alright I totally understand.”

“Are you sure?” He asked, “I know it’s kind of gross.”

“I don’t mind.” Jesus Christ who says something like that??

He nodded, putting on his stethoscope. He chuckled to himself as he listened.

“Your heart is beating really fast.” He looked up at you and smiled, “It’s okay, doctors make me nervous too. Good news is, everything seems great! And if you have no other concerns, I’m more than happy signing off on this paperwork for you.”

“Thanks so much!” You say.

God, everything about this was so awkward. Turned on by your own doctor and he could see all the physiological signs. He scribbled on the paper and handed it to you.

“Thanks again, Doctor Rockstar.” You teased.

He laughed as he turned to exit the room, “No problem. Nice meeting yihh you H’iKSHtiew!”

When you’d checked out and gotten back to your car, you huffed a sigh. Yeah. Thank god this was not your regular doctors office. Way too distracting and embarrassing.

#s/tranger t/hings #doctors office au #doctor!eddie #e/ddie m/unson #s/teve h/arrington #r/obin b/uckley #snzblr #kb writes #kb au’s #snz kink #reader insert

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ctrsara · 1 year

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200 Park Avenue

Read on AO3 (this one got way too long to just put on Tumblr!)

@Comfortember 2022 Alt #2 Frozen and #25 Lost

Peter Parker knew this was a bad idea, but what was he supposed to do? He’d gotten off on the wrong train stop, his phone was dead, and he actually wasn’t that sure where he was compared to where he needed to be. He definitely had no idea how to get to the Morgan Library & Museum OR back home at the moment, and the extremely cold rain that had just started falling had him wet and nearly frozen in his inadequate winter gear. Why hadn’t he checked the weather before he made plans this evening? Why hadn’t he listened to Ned, who said he should have done this sometime last week?

As he ducked into the lobby of Stark Tower, he hoped he could fly under the radar and just warm up for a few minutes. Maybe if he took his soaking jacket off he could actually stop shivering. He really had no idea what his next step was, but he was sure he’d be able to think better if he got out of the freak winter storm.

His art history teacher was offering a pretty substantial chunk of extra credit if he spent an hour at any kind of art exhibit and wrote an essay on his experience with three pieces. And Peter desperately needed extra credit in that class.

He had also procrastinated though, with all that had been going on with uh, Spiderman , and Homecoming, and all the insanity that had been, and now this extra assignment was due Monday. The Morgan Museum had free Fridays from 5-7, so he had taken the train there after AcaDec today. After several delays he had managed to misread which stop he needed to get off at, and then when he’d thought he could probably walk the last half mile to the museum, he’d gotten hopelessly turned around. Even though he didn’t have his Spiderman suit with him (he and Aunt May, and Mr. Stark and Aunt May were still hammering out the details of the circumstances wanted before she would be willing to let him continue that) he was about ready to climb a building so he could figure out where he was compared to where he needed to be. And just hope no one saw him.

That was all before the clouds had decided to let loose. He just happened to be less than a block from Stark Tower (which was impossible to miss) when it started raining, and without even thinking, he instinctively headed straight for what he hoped was a safe place.

So now he stood inside, dripping and shivering, and unfortunately both security and the employees at the reception desk had all noticed him. It was “after hours,” so there wasn’t a lot going on there. He knew Mr. Stark had said the sale of the building was on hold after all the chaos the Vulture had wreaked, but Peter suddenly realized just because he knew the owner of the building didn’t mean anyone else knew him, or that he’d be welcomed here.

An intimidating security guard casually approached him. Peter wanted to bolt, but he just couldn’t make his feet move to return to the frigid downpour outside.

“Evening, son. Can I help you?”

“Um, I was just coming in out of the rain for a few minutes?” Peter managed to get out.

“Well, I can understand that, but the problem is we’re technically closed, and we especially can’t have unaccompanied minors in here. I’m afraid I’ll have to ask you to leave.”

Peter cursed inwardly. He was still actively shivering, and probably making a puddle on the floor. The guard looked sympathetic, but also serious about his directions. Peter had just turned to go take his chances outside again, when a light Irish lilt interrupted them.

“Mr. Parker, you’re expected in the penthouse. Hurry along and don’t keep them waiting.”

Finish Reading on AO3

#comfortember 2022 #alt frozen #lost #marvel mcu #irondad and spiderson #irondad origins #parker luck #fanfiction #tony stark & peter parker & pepper potts #post spider-man homecoming

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practicalmagicintuitions · 10 months

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The comments on Lauren's latest post are brutal, lol. I have no idea why she posted the numbers. If anything that can show the failure of the Witcher is the numbers. The show has been released 2 weeks ago, and it is still around 13M views, THIRTEEN. I predicted more people will watch it at least for Henry, but I was wrong.

In season 2, which was a failure on so many levels except for the views, it had 310M in the first 10 days, and overall, I believe the whole season had over 2 BILLION views.

The only reason season 2 had this much viewership is because of the excitement that people had after season 1, and they were disappointed. And after watching the 2nd season, most likely they decided not to pay attention to the 3rd one.

This is really a disaster, I don't believe season 4 will have any success at all, I don't even think it will be made in the first place.

The trashiness of the red carpet shows how much they are cutting the budget already :p

Lauren and her team are not fit to run this show.

Instagram or Twitter?

I am lost how Netflix measures the viewing numbers. Did 13 M watch the full show or full episode or just tune in for a minute...? I have no idea about the and that's why I don't like the streaming viewership because they can manipulate the numbers big time.

"310M in the first 10 days" as I sad I have no idea but I think that is the hours of streaming not how many people or accounts watched it.

This is from Variety about S2 "541.010 million hours of viewership during its first 28 days on the streamer." And 2 Billions definitely must be the hours.

So maybe the 13M means the accounts and the 310 hours? Whatever looks better. I don't think in numbers the show is a flop. The fan and critical reception is a different thing.

I don't think this is a disaster in numbers. I know this is a narrative people like to follow, even YouTubers I like very much, but they label everything is a flop and a disaster and studio panic, and this is simply just not the case. There are flops for sure, but mostly because of the budgets. Anyhow this is not important now, but I could writ about it a long essay :D

The interesting thing will be S4 but I am sure the other Hemsworth has fans too, so who knows. Maybe the numbers won't be that bad. The writing? That will be bad as always.

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jow99 · 2 years

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And we’re off (eventually 🙄)

Tuesday morning dawned bright so we both headed off for a ride - me with Marjolein and Jose with the fast group.

Marjolein and I had a lovely ride - some new roads, some old roads, a little bit of consulting Google Maps. A nice coffee and gluten free treats. My ride was about 57km so I was home before 12:00 and after a shower took a load over to Tessi.

Jose arrived home after another epic ride, almost in to France. He was quite tired, understandably. By now we were both getting hungry so after Jose showered we went out for lunch. I was loathe to buy any more food they would eventually have to be carried over to Tessi.

Back home we sprang into action (well almost). We did get a bit more done before heading down for a last swim with Martijn and Marjolein. After that we took the almost last stuff over to Tessi before looking for some dinner.

There is a place ridiculously close to where we live that we’ve been meaning to try so Tuesday night was it. We had the daily menu of 3 courses which is €14.50 (about A$20) and it was delicious! It comes with wine, water and bread - we’ll be back.

One more trip home and finally we collapsed into bed in Tessi about 11:45pm 🥱 Shame about the bloody noisy birds at the L’Escala campground!

Wednesday we had lots to do so I was worried about oversleeping. Thankfully we didn’t but then faffed around so we were still running late. An errand and then the final push to empty and finish cleaning the apartment. We arrived at Mercadona to do our grocery shopping starving. So after shopping we decided much as it irked us the quickest solution was lunch at Burger King 🫢 Finally just before 2pm we were on our way.

The drive wasn’t too bad (says the passenger) but we couldn’t believe the queue on the other side of the road to cross back into Spain from France. Hopefully we won’t encounter that on the way back.

We passed by Perpignan and Narbonne and a bit after 5pm started to think about where we would spend the night. We were still over 2 hours from our intended destination and their reception closed at 6pm.

So tonight we have stopped at Lac de Salagou. It’s a man made lake but the scenery is beautiful and the earth is really red.

Long story short once we’d set Tessi up for the night we discovered our gas bottle was empty 😙 I decided it was karma after our Burger King lunch do tonight was nibbles and a tuna salad washed down with bubbles. Not too bad a start to our motorhome travels 🥂

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soulpunkstump · 2 years

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Fall Out Boy * Saturday 9PM

S E T L I S T

1. The Phoenix 2. Dance Dance

Pete takes to the microphone, as he does once the song ends. "Hey, how is everyone feeling tonight. We are Fall Out Boy and we are here to light it UP. We're gonna do things a little different tonight and play some things that we haven't done in awhile, but still holds a lot of meaning. This next one is packed with memories and about coming back together to that one who knows you better than anyone else, but you are still able to become new again no matter how much time has passed.”

3. The Kids Aren’t Alright 4. The Last of The Real Ones 5. Disloyal Order of Water Buffaloes

“This next song is one I originally wrote for my solo record, but it needed Fall Out Boy to come to life... Pete wrote originally in a poem, I miss you missing me, and I couldn’t get I miss missing you out of my head...”

6. Miss Missing You 7. Sugar, We’re Goin’ Down 8. w.a.m.s. 9. Stay Frosty Royal Milk Tea 10. Dear Future Self (Hands Up)

Once the song ends, Pete comes up to drape an arm around Patrick. “This is the man who brings my words to life. I write a lot about me, stuff in my head, sometimes I write about others. This song is about the complications of relationships and cheating and how what goes around comes around. It can go from this victory to absolute shit, and your brain refuses to stop its torment...”

11. Headfirst Slide Into Cooperstown On A Bad Bet

Taking to the mic once again, Pete smirks as he speaks, “I've just got a quick fun fact about the next one. Our label, Island Records was a little annoyed with our song titles. They were long and not really like the songs, so they asked us to shorten it up...” He looks at Patrick, Joe, and Andy. “We removed the vowels and it shortened up.”

12. Thnks Fr Th Mmrs 13. My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark (Light ‘Em Up) 14. Church 15. G.I.N.A.S.F.S. 16. HOLD ME TIGHT OR DON’T

“I didn't write this next one,” Pete starts. “It came during the hiatus. Patrick is one of the most talented individuals I have ever met. Watch him go to work for an hour and it can't be denied. This one was one he wrote on his own for the album Soul Punk. I've loved that album for a long time. Tonight we are working it in and keeping it with us.”

“I was a little hesitant to bring this in... it’s not exactly Fall Out Boy, but it’s a part of our history by proximity...” Hopefully it gets a better reception this go round, he thinks to himself as he nods to Andy to start, clapping to the beat with him as the song begins.

17. Run Dry (X Heart X Fingers) 18. Favorite Record

“Next up is a song that uh, may not really appear as such on the surface, but it comes from a uh... a very angry time in my life,” Patrick begins as Pete moves to stand (too) close to him, and Patrick moves so their arms are touching. “Nothing was going right, I hated everything, I felt like I’d lost everything that--” he pauses, voice cracking. He takes a moment to clear his throat. “I felt like I’d lost everything that was important to me. I stopped believing... but, I feel like I can approach this song again for the first time in a long time because all us believers still believe...” he smiles over at Pete and nods for Andy to begin.

19. (Coffee’s For Closers) 20. Saturday

@emokingwentz @joetrohateshimself @tinseltownevents

#ttownmd22 #ttownevents #setlist

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keefwho · 26 days

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April 25 - 2024

11:01pm

6/10

This morning I wiped down my sink, mirror, and toilet. My bathroom is pretty clean overall now. I took a nice long shower where I sat and enjoyed the hot water for a bit. For breakfast I made tuna spaghetti with a pineapple cup. After eating I tasted the bone broth I left on overnight and it definitely was more brothy but I did not like the taste much. It didn't smell appealing either and I had been whiffing it all day yesterday and this morning so I was very unappetized by it. I turned the crockpot off and planned on throwing it out later. Right before stream I remembered that I needed drinks from the store so mom took me immediately. It means I didn't get time to prepare myself for conversation starting with a stranger in person so I didn't do that this time. I did talk to mom though in a more open way than usual so that counts for something.

For work I warmed up with bats which as usual were interesting to draw in their own way. They also reinforced the idea that most animals really do come in only 2 or 3 poses. I finished the Venus commission today and a couple YCHs someone bought. I was feeling frisky on stream and had the idea to take a small hit of my pen so that I could do something fun after I was done working. I ended a little early since I didn't have anything else to do. I had a pretty good time doing my thing and I had a little help. For lunch I made a dinty moore beef stew with some little pasta added. I joined TK and friends while eating and watched them play Totally Accurate Battlegrounds. I didn't talk much, I was still a teensy bit high and was just chilling.

During my afternoon hours I finished a drawing of Pipp based on an idea request I got. It doesn't seem to have gotten great reception and I wasn't totally happy with how it came out either. I think for future requests I'm going to tone back the quality in favor of experimenting with capturing the raw energy of the idea more. Better composition/posing and all that. After that I left the VC and worked on the Mr Bean world a bit. I mostly starting texturing everything and was very slow because I was pretty done for the day. But what matters is that I did it.

When everything was done I took a little time to just watch a stream I enjoyed. I also did a little bit of video editing/organizing. I put together simple graphs for the excel sheet DS and I have for tracking our puzzle statistics. Then I had Twitch open and played horse game for a little bit. When DS was free she showed me how she airbrushed lips and nostrils onto her fursuit head which came out good. We watched the Nature and Numb episodes of Moral Orel which were both VERY heavy, much more than I imagined they'd be. I feel like I should have felt more uncomfortable with the drunk father situation really hitting home but I either got over that for real, suppress it very deeply, or just wasn't in the mood today. I'd like to believe I've made my peace with it. I already had my dad-hating phase and have since forgiven him for his past actions. The episodes also sparked religious conversation and a story of DS's degrading grandmother which I remember hearing before.

In bed we smoked puzzles and I grinded levels in KH2. We talked a lot about self worth and body image and being homies. I love conversations like that, ones that happen between people connecting over the struggles of life. And I love showing my support the best way I can because of how important other's support has been to me and my own improvement.

#journal #diary

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libraryofbaxobab · 3 months

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February 6, 2024 (Part 2) :

Actually you know what, I'm not done. Part 1 of this review focused on the disservice done to the characters in this book, but I've got more to talk about.

I complained that this book was wasting my time, and I'd like to elaborate on that. This is 182 pages of words delivering a paragraph's worth of content. Now, I've given high marks to books with admittedly not a lot of action, so how is this a complaint of mine? Well, it's because books I love like The Luminous Dead and A House With Good Bones are ~3 pages of action spread out over 300 pages of ✨atmosphere✨. Meanwhile The Holy Terrors here is more action percentage-wise, weighed down by a sucking mire of 🚮repetition🚮. The first 60 pages(!!) are spent on repeating that the TV show is fake. The producer says "You'll have to act scared because there are no ghosts and the show is fake," and the characters react with surprise, for some reason, despite not believing in ghosts. "The show is fake?" they inquire. "How disappointing." One character snarks the others for their surprise, because of course reality TV is fake. But the next time the producer brings up the show being fake, that same character is now acting surprised. Round and round and round they go, all finding out as if for the first time that the show is fake, the producer confirming over and over that yes, the show is fake, so pretend to be scared. Yet, anytime the characters get scared (over nothing! Nothing at all!), the producer bristles. She admonishes them for getting scared because, if you'll recall, there are no ghosts and the show is fake. Bitch what do you want! You're telling them to act scared and then telling them to calm down & stop acting scared what do you want!!

Zero time spent on atmosphere. We don't even really get a good description of the place except that it's dark, the kitchen is dirty, and the bathroom is gross. What else might this book spend its downtime on? Well, if you read part 1, you'll know it's not character development! The relationships are established immediately and do not change: the priest and the actress start out flirting right away, continue to flirt throughout, and end the book flirting. The comedian and the young chef establish an "I'm scared" / "I'll protect you" dynamic that struck me as creepy until he started referring to her in a father/daughter way, which then struck me as disingenuously fast. I mean, you didn't know each other's names until an hour ago, but I guess if you say "I'll protect you" to a stranger six times you've as good as adopted them. The hosts--producer and medium--are the only ones even sort of fleshed out; they clearly have a history and they hate each other. Everyone unilaterally hates the producer.

Forget the relationships then--what about getting into one character's head? Well, no. We follow the priest the most closely, but he doesn't have a lot of internal dialogue. He mostly just thinks about how to comfort the others, which... good for him, I guess. But he doesn't peer questioningly into the shadows, looking for movement. He doesn't feel the prickings of paranoia at the back of his neck. He doesn't really even espouse any strong beliefs which is a little worrisome for a priest. He doesn't express questions about whether he believes in ghosts and mediums, he just... seems mildly receptive to anything until he suddenly shifts into Genius Mode and becomes Sherlock Holmes without having really looked at any clues.

The whole book is just polite nothing. There's no dynamics, no tension. There are almost questions about belief and manipulation, but they never quite get fully formed. It's simply unhelpful circular discussion between 5 characters with apparent short term memory problems and 1 character who only does non-sequiturs.

Give me hours and hours of nothing but dread, I'll say "yes chef thank you chef," but give me pages and pages of nothing but unproductive dialogue, and I'll... well, write two really long mean reviews haha

#whatskenyareading #books #reading #library #horror #the holy terrors #mystery #murder mystery #murder #priest #actress #comedian #chef #this is terrible #bad #awful

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