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𝐈 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐌𝐔𝐂𝐇: 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑

pairing: denki kaminari x reader, (hanta sero x reader)

word count: 4.9k

content warnings/things in part four: one paragraph of a sex dream, drinking, petnames(babydoll & pretty girl), reader cannot be trusted keeping secrets when drunk, jealous denki(?), written with a chubby reader in mind, i think that's it for this chapter! /// minors do not interact (in later chapters there will be more smut and more explicit content!!)

a/n: this part took awhile to come out and i'm sorry about that but aaahh this chapter had me squealing at multiple parts while writing! i hope you all enjoy!

summary: it's terrible when you're in love with your best friend. it's terrible that he's in love with someone else.

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"Does that feel good?" You whimper and nod your head. His dick is so big that with every single slow, teasing, torturous thrust he's hitting that special spot that makes you see stars. Your back is arching as you try to get closer to him. He sticks two of his fingers in your mouth and you suck on his digits like they're his cock, he grins that signature grin of his and takes his fingers out, running his hand along your body making you shiver as you feel the cool metal from his rings. Afterwards taking his hand and going back up towards your neck. He's holding one hand to your throat, squeezing gently, and with the other hand he's grabbing onto one of your thick thighs tightly, he chuckles, "need words, pretty girl." Pretty girl? Where have you heard that before?

Your morning alarm wakes you up at that moment and as you wake up you can still picture that dream so vividly. Did... Did you just have a sex dream about Hanta?

That has certainly never happened to you before. You can only remember having a couple sex dreams and they were all when you were younger, you've had three in life up until this point, all about pro heroes, even now it's hard for you to look Hawks in the eye. You've never even had a sex dream about Denki in the past and you hope to god you don't. You wish you didn't have this one either. You know sex dreams don't necessarily mean anything and hopefully you'll be able to brush it off when you see him tonight. It was just a dream in the end, that's all.

It's Friday, the 30th, meaning it's Mina's birthday. Mina's house is massive, it's basically the size of a mansion, the opposite of your quaint flat. You shiver just thinking about how cold it must be in that house and if it isn't cold the heating bill must be huge to keep warm all those empty rooms.

Everybody has tried to take time off to spend the night to celebrate and no doubt get very drunk if Mina gets her way.

A few people from her agency are going to be there but she said she mainly wanted to keep it as her close friends from UA. When she told you that you felt less than thrilled about Friday knowing how close she is to Jirou, you've just seen her last month, do you and denki really have to see her again? It turns out though that Jirou is one of the people who couldn't take time off. Momo tried to get time off as well but she couldn't.

You spend your day leisurely getting ready. You shower when you wake up to try and get rid of the dream you've just had from your mind, after you decide to put a movie on while applying expensive strawberry scented moisturiser that you own for special occasions.

You leave yourself some hours to get ready in the evening. There is a few hours until you're suppose to be at Mina's and a couple hours until Denki's home. You know it's not some fundraiser or charity event and you know that there's not going to cameras or judgemental looks from anyone, you're going to be surrounded by friends but you still want to look nice so you start getting ready, giving yourself plenty of time in case your make up goes wrong if you decide to wear any or your outfit doesn't look right on you.

By the time Denki's home it's later than you expected, he was held up at work, and you're all ready to leave at this point but you stay in your room out of Denki's way knowing that he'll probably be rushing all over the place. You don't want to be in the living room if he comes out half dressed, not after your less than innocent dreams last night. You scroll on your phone aimlessly until you hear a knock on your door, "you in here 'doll?" Denki calls out.

"Yeah, just a minute," you reply back and grab your bag, opening the door. You and Denki unknowingly coordinated, black clothes and a leather jacket, combat boots and matching friendship bracelets that you made out of string when you where children that you both still wear to this day, the friendship bracelets colours influencing your future hero costume colours. You leave the house on time, knowing that if you get there late Mina will complain.

When you ring the doorbell Mina hugs you immediately, "oh my god, babe, you look so good, you're the best, let's get you a drink." You chuckle over the fact she completely ignored Denki. She's already tipsy and it's only seven thirty. She drags you both inside and kicks the door closed behind her.

Ochako is already there sitting on the floor in the living room holding a cocktail in her hand. You grin knowing that you get to see drunk Ochako. 'She's so fun when she's drunk.' You didn't know you spoke out loud until Denki responded back, "you're fun drunk too but that's mainly because you're loose-lipped when you've had a few."

"Hey! I take offence to that y'know and I don't even know what you're talking about." You sit down next to Ochako and Denki sits on the sofa.

"Hi guys," Ochako says smiling at you both. "What are you taking offence too?" She asks curiously.

"How when she's drunk she's loose-lipped," he says back to Ochako while laughing causing her to laugh too.

Mina comes backs to you three, overhearing the conversation, with some drinks in her hand for you and Denki to take, plus another one in her hand for herself.

"Denki is right though. You're not very good at keeping things to yourself when you're drunk. Remember when you admitted that you thought Aizawa sensei was attractive?" Mina says, cackling at your dismay.

"Please let's never talk about that again." You bury your head in your hands, they all laugh.

With the coaxing of the others you end up having a drink, beforehand getting Denki to promise to not let you get too drunk. You make idle chat while nursing your second drink by the time you hear the doorbell ring. Mina gets up to open the door and in walks Katsuki and Toru. You all perk up seeing the two together, you knew Hagakure was coming but you never guessed she'd turn up with Katsuki.

Katsuki turns to you all, scowling, already having his arms crossed, knowing exactly what you're all going to say. "We met each other at the door dumbasses," he explains ahead of time before you even get the chance to question him.

Toru comes up to you and starts talking animatedly. Her energy is so contagious it's impossible not to match her energy as you say hello and ask each other about your day. You don't notice that Denki smiles as he watches you catch up and look so enthusiastic talking to everyone. Soon everyone is sitting around, all settled and talking when some people from Mina's agency come in. Not that long after that Hanta and Eijirou arrive last.

Hanta comes around the sofa to the floor right where you're sitting and sits in between you and Ochako. "Hey ladies, what are you drinking on this fine evening?" He asks peering into your glasses. You and Ochako reply and Hanta grins, "oh what a treat, we get to witness you both drunk tonight."

Denki takes note that straight away Hanta came to you and his knee jerk reaction is that he doesn't like that one bit. Mizuki, one of the people from Mina's agency swoops in and comes into the living room looking for a seat. "You can have my spot if you want. I don't mind sitting on the floor," he responds having his own private short interaction, using it as an excuse to join you on the floor.

"I know right Sero! I can't wait until they get really drunk and they both start spilling all their secrets," Mina says eagerly.

"I don't do that." you defend yourself once again, this time Uraraka nods her head agreeing with you as now she's been lumped in with you.

Hanta grins mischievously after seeing you get defensive at the statement, "I don't know about that remember that time when you told us about how you thought a certain pro hero and old teacher of ours was attractive," he teases you. You tell him to shut up but he carries on, "and didn't you once also admit that you kissed Monoma prior to graduating and then there was that time you-"

You cut him off, "you're all the worse," you groan, "and that was a moment of weakness," you add on referring to your kiss with Monoma. You don't know what he was going to say if you didn't stop him from speaking more and you don't want to.

Laughs fill the room at your mistakes and misery. "You might have to fill us in on some of that guys," someone from Mina's agency announces and Kiri starts filling them in on any of the missed context.

"Sayaka isn't there this perfect girl who just started at the office who would be just right for Sero?" Mina sits up to momentarily kneel leaning towards her, giddy, before sitting back down down.

"That new secretary? She is very cute. I don't know about perfect but I think they'd be good together," Sayaka responds and it's clear that she's the more rational one out of the two.

Hanta stretches out, "what's she like?" He inquires and you vaguely pay attention to what he says and the way his top somewhat lifts up as he stretches but still converse separately with Katsuki about the new issue of a manga that you both are a fan of.

Mina tells him about her hobbies and her appearance. She's thin, with sleek black hair and bright vibrant green eyes. She likes baking, singing, going to the gym and going on walks and hikes, when Mina's explaining all this it sounds like it's been ripped off a dating profile. Following Mina's description you then heard Sero say, "she might just be the one Ashido."

If you were paying full attention to them you would of noticed his kidding tone but you didn't. You whip your head around in shock, "what?"

Hanta's signature grin get's impossibly wider, "I'm only joking but I'm curious why you're so invested." He rests his chin on his palm, smiling toothily.

Denki downs the rest of his drink.

"It's not like I'm interested Hanta. I'm just surprised that you were talking about settling down." Maybe he does want to settle down, you suddenly remember that you'd forgotten to ask Kiri if he knew if Hanta wanted a relationship or not.

"I'm surprised too if I'm honest Sero. I thought you'd be that playboy type forever." Kirishima agrees with your opinion.

"Really?" Hanta looks perplexed. "I go on dates all the time."

"I never thought they were serious. I just assumed that Mina convinced you to go on them," Kirishima explained.

"Mina does convince me but that doesn't mean I don't want a girlfriend."

"I never knew that," Uraraka comments.

"I've got many layers," he responds playfully.

"Like an onion," Denki adds on making you snort and push his shoulder.

"Does that mean I can give her your number?"

"Yeah, if you want. She doesn't seem like my type at all though Mina but you never know."

"Ugh what is your type then?" Mina complains.

Hanta chuckles as replies, "not her."

Hanta flicks his eyes over to you and grins as you catch his eyes you grin back. "I expect another date story Hanta."

He leans close to you and hums tipsily, "of course pretty girl," before leaning back to his original position. Your face flushes fleetingly as you hear the petname he has said to you twice now, three times if you're counting your dream.

Denki shuffles towards you and holds up his drink, taking your attention off what Hanta just called you. You look at him questioningly. "Try it, it's nice. It's some drink that Yaoyorozu brought back from when she went abroad. I think you'll like it," he beams at you and you feel your face heat up at the proximity, you're definitely tiptoeing on the line of drunk now. You doubt you'll like whatever's in the cup, you and Denki have drastically different tastes when it comes to alcohol. Either way though you take the straw and take a sip pleasantly surprised that you like it. Denki lights up even more as he watches your reaction. "See, I knew you'd like it. It's not really my thing, I think it's alright but I knew you'd enjoy it. You should trust me more."

"I always trust you Denks," you take another sip from his drink.

His eyes soften and his voice sounds more sincere and less humorous than before, you're too busy toeing the line to notice his sincerity, "yeah you do, don't you." He softly smiles at you and offers you the rest of his drink.

A little later on in the night most of you are completely drunk, Katsuki, Sayaka and Yukio are the only completely sober ones out of the group. Even Hanta is still buzzed which is uncommon as he's got a fairly high tolerance for alcohol.

"I heard through the grape vine that you hooked up with Tsu," Mina asks Uraraka with a mischievous glint in her eye. That is complete news to you, the last you knew is that Ochako was still hung up on Midoriya, forever waiting for him to make a move.

Uraraka hums while smirking, "a girl doesn't kiss and tell."

"Boooo!" Mina responds and you giggle.

Toru speaks up trying to get more information out of her. "What about the last person you had any kind of sexual moment with?"

"Sexual moment?" Sero snickers.

"I'm trying to be broad here Sero, I'll start, mine was kissing Ojiro." Hagakure states.

"That's not very shocking he's your ex," Mina deadpans.

Toru hushes her and starts speaking again, "do you want to know about Tsu or not?"

"I'll tell you mine as well if you tell us," Mina promises.

"I'll tell you if you all say it."

"No way," you speak up after listening into the conversation but putting in no input. 'Sexual moment?' Would that include what happened to you last night and if it did it is rotten luck. You don't want to admit that you thought about Hanta last night but you know that you've drunk a fair amount tonight and it's plausible that if someone goads you on the matter you would let it slip.

You get up from where you were sitting and wobble while trying to stand up straight, you fetch another drink from the side and plop back down to where you were sitting. Hanta grins while watching you sway. "You alright there?" He says with a teasing tone.

"Shut up," you say, slightly slurring your words.

Hanta looks back at everyone else after looking at you and grinning for a couple beats, "I'll tell you Uraraka. I don't know what counts as a 'sexual moment'," he puts sexual moment in quotation marks and gleefully continues the sentence like previously said and says, "but I had a one night stand about a month ago." Ochako excitedly questions who it was while stumbling over the sentence drunkenly. "Someone from a nightclub."

"Boring," Ochako elongates the 'o'.

"You tell us if it was Tsu then."

"Not telling," Ochako replies cheekily.

"Boring," you copy what she previously said, laughing because of that though her attention switched over to you.

You thought you were able to leave unharmed by her questioning by getting a drink and Sero answering but apparently not, "what about you?"

You play dumb, in hindsight it wasn't the best idea you've ever had but you had three shots at this point, you had drunk whatever denki had given you and you were currently on your fourth usual drink. "About what?"

"You know what."

"I really don't."

"Sexual moment." Ochako replies. This causes Hanta to chuckle again.

There's no way out of it this time. "Oohh, that... I'm not telling." You respond and stick your tongue out.

Ochako doesn't approve of your answer, she keeps asking you and you're too intoxicated to realise that she's being hypocritical.

Because of her constant demanding that you tell her people who previously weren't apart of the conversation look over to you wondering what was happening. Out of panic you quickly mumble, "I had a sex dream last night."

"Who was it about?" Mina and Denki respond at the same time. Mina was practically bouncing with joy wanting to know who it was but Denki's tone was different, his was curious and cautious.

'No one important, it doesn't matter. I answered your question about my last sexual moment.' You thought you answered them out loud when you said that but it seems that instead your mouth said something wildly different to what your brain wanted to say. "Someone here," your eyes widen and you slap your hands over your mouth.

"Oh, really?" Sero smirks at you.

You down your drink and avert your eyes from everyone. "What about you then, huh, Sero?"

Sero laughs, "I've already told everyone."

You pause for a second, furrowing your eyebrows, "oh yeah." Everyone laughs at your expanse and you pout. Your response has piqued everyone's interest. Picking up your drink and going to take a sip of it you remember that you finished it in one go, you look back at Denki and take his drink out of his hand. "I'm in serious need of this Denks." You're unaware of this but he is in serious need of that drink too, he lets you have it of course but his brain is going at a hundred miles per hour. You had a sex dream and it was someone here. He's here... he's not the only one who's here though. His palms are sweaty and he tries to wipe his hands on his jeans inconspicuously as he see's how close you're sitting to Sero. Sero's here too.

"Come on," Uraraka whines. "You've got to tell us!"

"I really don't Ochako." you say flatly.

"If you tell us I'll tell you."

"It could of been about any of you, you're all attractive. Is that an efficient answer?"

"You think I'm hot?" Mina says gleefully.

You groan and lay down on the floor. "You're all terrible people."

"Kaminari! What about you?" Even though she's invisible, Toru is practically gleaming as she gazes at him.

"Yeah, come on. You're just as much of a playboy as Sero, always flirting," Ochako presses.

"Hey! I don't do that anymore. Sero is way more of a playboy than me. I don't even know what my last sexual moment was, it was so long ago."

Hanta smirks against the rim of his glass before drawing it away from his lips, "I don't believe that for a second if it was 'so long ago' you'd remember what it was."

Denki yields, "I guess mine was also a sex dream, I get them sometimes."

"'Sometimes' huh?" Hanta smirks.

Denki's cheeks become tinted red and the tops of his ears are the same as he sheepishly rubs the back of his neck. You can't help but think how cute he is when he's all red. Your inebriated brain is trying not to think too much about who those dreams might be about because if you did find out it would be hard to swallow no matter who they're about, even if you know he has no control over the dreams and they don't explicitly mean anything, just like yours didn't.

Your inebriated state can only do so much though as while you try not to think about who they are about you picture yourself in their place. You blink a few times briskly in an attempt to not remind yourself how Denki looks when he's shirtless around the house or at the beach or when he's just come out of the shower, water dripping down his chest, lean body that you've gazed at more times than you'd like to admit and his happy trail that matches the colour of his hair. Faint freckles that dust his shoulders and surprisingly built upper arms. You've never seen the rest of his body though, you wonder what- you shake your head rapidly to try and stop thinking about him, this time more successful than the excessive blinking.

You opt to save Denki from any more further teasing from Hanta, even if your decision was mostly a selfish one to take your mind of his answer. "What about you Kiri?"

He makes a sound of confusion, "huh?"

"What was the last time you did something sexual with someone?"

"A sexual moment," Hanta adds on with an easygoing smirk, subsequently making you laugh.

Kirishima responds by telling you all it was his ex-girlfriend. You're not particularly stunned by this but others are even if they broke up close to a year ago. Kiri has never liked the idea of flings or sex without feelings, he's always labelled himself as a romantic.

Bakugou vehemently refuses to answer the question when directed at him.

Later into the night you and Yukio are discussing the last gala, both of you attended but neither of you saw each other. Yukio was only drinking water tonight and because of that he was still more put together than others, including yourself, whose outfits were all askew by now and hair in disarray. Yukio has a very comforting presence with his warm smile and snow white hair. His slate gray eyes making him look half a decade older than he really is due to all the stress of hero work. Maybe that's one of the reasons why he notices the same things you do, perhaps you're both equally overworked and need a break.

"There was rather a lot of photographers that night, wasn't there? More than normal I thought, it was fairly odd." You nod your head in agreement, you thought the same thing. Maybe you should both take some time off at your respective agencies. "Hopefully they caught my good side though," he jokes and you share the same sentiment, only this time it's genuine and not a joke like him. You'd hate if they took bad angle photos that showcase your insecurities. Your body self esteem has been decent of late, you don't want some paparazzi to make it lousy.

After more alcohol and even more gossiping and chatting somehow you get dragged into doing karaoke, singing duets with Kirishima and Hagakure at the top of your lungs. They're better singers than they let on, you on the other hand not so much. At the best of times it's not your forte but when you're slurring your words the skill set difference becomes even more noticeable.

"Has anyone told you that you look beautiful tonight?" Sero grins at you, always the flatterer. Mina was the only one to mention your outfit and your appearance. After spending so long on it it's wonderful hearing someone else compliment you and also say you look good.

"Not as beautiful as you fine gentleman," you say play along, laughing. Hanta does look good, just like everyone else, wearing a grey button up with jeans and an orange and silver chain link drop earring, really tying in the whole casual alternative look that he normally has outside of his hero persona.

"Thank you I try my best," he teases you. You lean on his shoulder and snicker calling him a dumbass. "Careful there you're starting to sound like Bakugou."

"Oh goodness anything but that!" You joke.

Katsuki and Toru are standing pretty close together and you wonder if it was truly a coincidence that they came to the door together. Coincidentally your intoxicated brain ignores the fact that Kirishima is standing even closer to Bakugou on his other side.

You don't know what they're talking about but you caught a couple words 'group, beach' however you may have misheard because it also sounded like 'grope, bitch.' You believe it's likely the first set of words you heard because you highly doubt they'd say the other words, unless they were quoting something someone said, like Mineta.

No one's doing karaoke anymore but music is still playing in the background, not too loud to not have conversations but loud enough that you can still dance and sing to the songs. "Denkiiii, dance with me!" You grab Denki's wrist and try and pull him up with you so you can dance.

Denki chuckles and doesn't move, "you'll fall over if you dance babydoll."

"That's not true!"

"Yes it is."

"Well that's more of a reason for you to dance with me so you'll catch me," you giggle trying to pull him up again, unsuccessfully.

Instead of letting you pull him up, he pulls you down making you shriek. You land right next to him so close your foreheads almost bash into one another and he laces your fingers with his while you were falling down. "Meanie," you pull a face. Unlinking your fingers from his, you wrap your arms around his neck and whine trying to convince him against the crook of his neck, "come on! Dance with me." You try and pull him up again while still holding onto him but from where you're sitting the only thing you manage to do is to get Denki to wrap his arms around you. You're currently still draping your arms around him and he's wrapped his arms around your plush waist tightly like he's afraid to let you go.

You stay like this for some time, holding each other, you can't tell if the hug lasted for five seconds or five minutes. When he separates from you he makes sure you've also separated from him so he can look at you properly and make eye contact. Denki smiles at you fondly, "promise you'll try not to bump into anything or fall over? I've been drinking as much alcohol as you, I might not be able to catch you. We might just end up falling down together."

"Sounds perfect," you reply happily pulling him up by linking your hands again, this time he lets you pull him up and you successfully and safely dance together, without falling over, until you're out of breath, him spinning you around and the both of you dancing up and down.

When it gets even later in the night you're getting more and more drunk and because of that you are in fact becoming more talkative and more likely to blab about your secrets and feelings like everyone said. You should leave soon before you spill anything but you're talking to Ochako and tell her that you thought she still liked Midoriya.

"I'm just stunned that's all. I didn't realise you were into Tsu." You grab hold of her hands and slightly shake them up and down, leaning close to her so she can hear you over the music. "I'm so pleased. I thought you'd like Deku forever," you whine at her and pout. "You're the best. I love you, you know, and you deserve better than to wait years for Midoriya to confess."

Ochako giggles and shakes your hands up and down with you. "I know," she whines back. "Deku's great and all but I'm so glad I've got Tsu now."

"So you and Tsu really are a thing?" You gasp. Ochako beams at you and nods her head. You squeal in giddiness.

"If we're here telling secrets you've got to tell me about Kaminari. It's pretty obvious that you're dating but I still want to hear you say it," she tells you. "I don't want you to ask me to be your bridesmaid before you even let me know you're together."

"What are you jabbering about?" You grumble starting to fiddle with your fingers bashfully.

"Come on, it's not fair if you don't tell me otherwise. I don't know why you were acting so elusive earlier about the sex dream you had, it was clearly about Kaminari."

Your face heats up at the implications and drunken images flash through your mind about Denki in bed for the second time tonight. Is it that obvious about your true feelings? "I swear there's nothing going on. He's my best friend. That's all."

"I don't believe that." Uraraka crosses her arms and looks at you.

"I'm telling the truth, Denki's been into Jirou since UA and my dream last night wasn't even about him."

A smirk appears on her face at this new founded information and the unfamiliar tone you used that she didn't recognise as you spilled. "ooh, who was it about then?"

"This might be the worst drunken experience of my life," you mumble.

Ochako laughs, "I'll get you to tell me one day. I'll get you to tell me everything."

"I'll never tell," you respond adamantly.

You turn your head to look at Hanta, Denki, and Eijirou who are all engaged in conversation. A gentle smile appears on your face.

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Episode 51 - High-Temperature Trap (part 2)

aka "failing the "try not to mention Dofus Donjons and Wakfu Raiders" challenge", the liveblog.

The thing about Atcham, is that he thinks Kerubim is fucking stupid. Fake glasses... Wig... The fuckingdf sfdgjsfh the fur comments...

And he is ABSOLUTELY right. He knows him well enough to know that this stupid ass disguise is all he needs.

"If I stalked you... I didn't stalked you because I did. No I didn't. <3"

Kerubim thinking Atcham is OLDER than him, and Atcham using his hairlessness to make others overestimate his age, will never get less funny to me.

Keke, this old, ancient gentleman, is anywhere from five minutes to a year younger than you. You were fed upon the same tit. Chances are, if you're twins like Eleley and Flopin, you were beating his ass in the womb war.

If he is old, then you should be in a fucking museum.

This is an aside, but them being twins, like Eleley and Flopin, is a very likely thing no matter how you look at it.

Above is lore from the discontinued game Wakfu Raiders, — implying that Ecaflip dumps the women who give birth to his demigods after the first kid.

This would fit with all the demigods, except for Atcham and Kerubim, having different surnames, — those would be their mothers', and it would mean that Mom Crepin had twins.

Wakfu Raders isn't the most reliable source for canon info and is no longer playable, so, to be completely fair, let's look at another source of info that might be useful:

The other, conflicting source of Ecaflip lore, — is the unreleased/scrapped game "Dofus Donjons", — and as far as I am aware, the lore it includes, is that 99% of demigods, including Ush, Atcham and Kerubim, were born to a single ecaflip priestess named Varvara, who was pretty much the CEO of giving birth to Ecaflip's 22 sons.

(God. If Atcham could have met her, Pangaea would reform. It makes me sad he never had a figure in his life who looked like him, and was proud of it, — it's depressing that he got bullied into thinking there's something wrong with him, that he spent his whole life hating himself! Can we take this moment to be fucking sad about Atcham? Jesus Christ.)

If we consider the Dofus Donjons more canon than Wakfu Raiders, — and as far as I know, that is the case at Ankama, it is more canon, (Even the line choice in the ova, "previous litter", points towards this) Kerubim and Atcham being twins and growing up together still makes the most sense.

Kerubim and Atcham still share a surname, still went to the same orphanage (because, as a child Bashi knew Atcham, according to The Wheel Of Destiny #8) and lost the same family, before having, like, a life-long very-personal beef over whatever the fuck happened between them.

Which means that they when got adopted into the Crepin family together, it was as a package deal, — probably due to being twins.

Which would be cute, had their life not been so depressing.

Also, here's an insane little thought:

...Yes, it's obvious why Kerubim was uncomfortable in the OVAs, during Eva's monologue: He knows what he put Joris through when he died, (he failed at protecting him, he robbed him of his childhood, and he ruined Joris's head. he failed miserably, and will never be able to fix it.) and he knows, that, personally, all he wants to do is just stay at home with Joris too.

But listeeen, what if that's not all, — what if thinking about a pair of twin demigods losing a parent, even without the context of being a father, also painful? What if this scenario is like a two-in-one combo of the worst things that had happened in his life? Wouldn't that be awesome?

(Also, yeah, Ecaflips keep their memories after death, or else he wouldn't be saying this 100+ years after dying in the movie. I just felt like mentioning that, lest I came off as fucking insane during the last paragraph.)

Anyway, huge discussion over, lets get back to the episode:

Atcham knows which buttons to press to make Kerubim and Indie go at each other's throats again. Both as his brother, and as someone who's spent decades stalking him.

Atcham knows Keke well enough to use his need to affirm his self-worth, for murderous purposes.

That, too, is tragic platonic toxic brotherly yuri.

#ro liveblogs dofus #dofus #krosmoz #wakfu #ep51 #atcham crepin #kerubim crepin

[joekeeryswife]

Out of love - E.M

hey loves, how is everyone?? okay so, i’m in a sad mood so i’ve done some angst for you guys because why not 😍 also, why does tumblr put such big gaps between my paragraphs💀 anyways, enjoy tehe <3

you and Eddie had been together for just over a year. during that time he'd been nothing but a loving and caring boyfriend and you would never change a thing about him. everyone at school would call him the freak which got on your nerves because he most definitely, to you, was not one. you were a cheerleader, the queen of Hawkins High and everyone was shocked when you walked into school hand-in-hand with him last year. yeah people looked at you differently but you didn't really care, he was your main focus and that's all that mattered. you had thought that your relationship was the most perfect thing ever, till it wasn't.

it was a Friday night and you were on the phone with your best friend Chrissy. she had been nothing but a supportive friend when you made the decision to tell Eddie your feelings and you were grateful she wasn't like the other girls on the cheer team who practically disowned you. "you nervous for the game? i am. that solo is terrifying me" you said, twirling the cord around your finger as you spoke. "you'll be fine" she said quite abruptly. you'd noticed these past few weeks she had been very rude and distant, like you'd done something wrong. your eyes widened slightly as she spoke, she's never been like this.

"everything okay?" you asked, hoping she'd finally tell you what was wrong with her. " 'm fine. i have to go bye" and with that, she ended the call, not giving you a chance to say goodbye. she'd been weird. so weird that even Amanda, another friend of yours had noticed it. you put the phone back on the hook and stood there, only wanting to see Eddie and tell him how you were feeling. Chrissy had never been like this and Eddie was one of the few people you could talk to.

usually on a Friday you would be and Eddie's house watching a horror movie. it would be every Friday, you'd be cuddled up on the sofa, you absolutely terrified of the film whilst Eddie laughed at you, always saying 'he'd protect you no matter what' which always gave you some sort of comfort. however today, you hadn't seen Eddie to talk about what you were going to do and if you were coming round to see him.

you decided after being bored out of your mind to go see him. you loved surprising him and so did he. his face would always light up as soon as he saw you in his trailer and would rush to bring you in a hug. you walked to the front door, slipping on your shoes and walked out the door. you called out to your mum that you were going to see Eddie and with that you closed the front door and picked up your bike.

you didn't have a car yet as you were scared to get your license so you'd either bike to Eddie's trailer or beg him to pick you up in his van. Eddie, luckily, didn't live to far away from you, it was about a ten minute bike ride from your house. the whole bike journey there you kept thinking of how Chrissy had been acting around you and how much you missed Eddie. you couldn't wait to just vent to him and he'd just be there, comforting you. you were in desperate need for one of his hugs. his hugs were one of your favourite things about him. his hugs always were filled with love and warmth and just made you feel so much better.

when you finally arrived to Eddie's trailer, you saw his van was parked outside meaning he was definitely home. you parked your bike outside and opened the door, seeing no Eddie sat on the sofa, you didn't see him in the kitchen either. this was just weird. you walked to his bedroom and saw the bedroom door was closed. it was hardly ever closed, only when Wayne was home. your heart dropped as you heard moans coming from inside the bedroom that most deformity were not coming from him.

you closed your eyes, hoping you'd been imagining whatever you had been hearing and then opened them again. you put your hand on the door knob and opened the door. there he was, in bed with Chrissy. you gasped, making both their heads turned toward you, Chrissy's eyes widened and Eddie had a guilty look on his face. you opened your mouth to speak but no words came out. you'd never felt heartbreak like it. your best friend and boyfriend were in bed together. your eyes filled with tears as you looked at the scene in front of you.

"y/n, sweetheart, this isn't what it looks like" Eddie said, sliding off Chrissy and slipping on his boxers that had been discarded on his bedroom floor. "is this why you've been avoiding me Chrissy? so you could fuck my boyfriend?" she looked down at the bedsheet before opening her mouth to talk. "you know what, i don't wanna hear it actually. i'm so glad you guys found each other" you said, turning around, letting your tears cascading down your cheeks.

both of them, the two people you trusted the most, betraying you. Eddie quickly got dressed, slipping on his shoes as he chased you out of the trailer. you left your bike outside, not wanting to be there any longer. you walked as quickly as you could, wrapping your arms around yourself as you silently sobbed, the thought of those two together filling your mind. "y/n, baby please wait" you heard, you knew it was Eddie. you felt his hand grab your arm, spinning you around to face him.

"y/n. you have to listen to me, it's not what it looked like" he said, putting his hands on your cheeks, wiping your tears. you pushed him away, ignoring the hurt look on his face once you did that. "what was it then Eddie? your dick just accidentally made its way into her vagina? wow thanks for enlightening me. you're an arsehole, leave me alone" you said, turning around to walk back home. this time Eddie ran to get in front of you, blocking you from walking down the path.

he spoke up, grabbing ahold of your hand "baby please-" "don't call me that. how could you do that to me huh? did this year mean nothing to you? do you know what it was like for me to even date you in the first place? i'd hear people i don't even know talk about me, 'oh, the queen of Hawkins High dating the freak, that's so weird, why is she dating him, she could do so much better, isn't he a cult leader? maybe she's a cult leader too, maybe she's a satanic worshiper. she's just as much of a freak as he is.'" you said, quoting what people would say about you in the hallways as you walked to your locker.

"but i didn't care because those people didn't know me, they didn't know us and i thought for once maybe someone actually genuinely liked me for me. i'd never listen to those shitty comments because i never saw you as a freak or a cult leader or any of those horrible things people would say about you because you were my Eddie. my sweet Eddie who was loving and caring and didn't sleep with my best friend behind my back" you sobbed, seeing his eyes fill with guilt and shame.

"i wanted us to be forever" you whispered, feeling his hand come up to your cheek again, stroking it gingerly. "we still can be y/n. we can just pretend like it never happened and we can go back to how we were before we did that-" he said tears falling from his eyes as he spoke, hoping you'd agree and be with him but you didn't. you shook your head as more tears fell down your face. "how long have you been fucking her Eddie" you whispered cutting off his sentence, pain filling your body as you spoke. "two weeks" he said looking down at the floor, your breathing stuttered, heart dropping to the floor as he said that. two whole weeks and you didn’t even realise. how could you be so stupid?

"i never want to see you again. don't call me, don't stop by my house, don't come into Family Video when i'm working just leave me alone. i hope she was worth it Eddie because i'll never forgive you for what you've done." you sobbed, pushing him out of the way as you starting walking home again, ignoring his eyes burning into the back of your head. "i love you y/n" he shouted out to you but you ignored him. you knew if you turned back around you'd forgive him and love him again but you couldn't do that. you deserved so much better than do be cheated on.

Eddie let his hands run through his hair as he watched you walk away, guilt eating him alive. he's hurt you and he hated himself for it. how could he do that to such a beautiful and kind girl like you? he sniffled and wiped his tears, turning around to walk back to his trailer, seeing Chrissy standing in the doorway. "i need you to leave" he said, brushing past her as he walked into his trailer to sit on the couch, feeling more and more guilty by the minute. "what? leave? how will i get home?" Chrissy asked, confusion laced in her tone.

"i don't care, i don't wanna speak to you, i don't wanna be near you just leave" he said, growing angry. "Eddie you can't be mad at me" she said, standing in front of him. "yes i can Chrissy. you've ruined my relationship" he shouted, making her startle and take a step back. she wasn't having this. "i think you're forgetting Eddie that i wasn't the only one who ruined it, you did as well. i may have instigated it but you didn't have to follow through. keep believing your own lies asshole" she said, walking out the trailer and slamming the door shut. he sat there astonished. she was right. he could have said no and you'd be there with him in his arms as you watched horror movies but no, he was sat on the sofa alone, drowning in his own guilt.

#fanfiction #imagines #eddie x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x you #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson imagines #eddie stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie my beloved #joseph quinn character #joseph quinn fluff #joseph quinn blurb #joseph quinn fanfiction #joseph quinn x you #joseph quinn imagines #joseph quinn #joseph quinn x reader #joseph quinn imagine

[kandisheek]

FIC REC WEEK 7 - ANGST

AUTHOR SPOTLIGHT: romanoff

I've read a lot of angst in my day, but romanoff's fics have a really unique flavor that just sticks in my head and keeps me coming back for re-read after re-read. If you've been in this fandom for a while, you've probably already read something written by romanoff, but honestly, you should just go and binge their entire AO3 catalogue, because every single fic is a banger.

Here's some of their work that I think you should check out:

Pick Yourself Undone

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: NR Words: 13,159 Tags: PTSD, Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder, Emotional Hurt/Comfort

Summary: After New York, Tony looks for control. He starts to find it in some picky little places. It's wrong and awful and stupid and so, so irrational, but once he starts – It's hard to stop.

Reasons why I love it: I don't have OCD, so I can't speak to the accuracies of this fic, but I will say that romanoff's descriptions of Tony's disorder really struck a cord with me. It's so heart-wrenching what Tony goes through here, and I actually breathed a sigh of relief at the end because reading it felt incredibly tense. This fic is absolutely incredible, and I highly encourage you to experience it for yourself!

earth's greatest defender

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: M Words: 818 Tags: Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Civil War, The Phone

Summary: Steve gets the call sitting in an old motel outside Albany.

Reasons why I love it: Civil war angst at its finest. I really love everything and anything involving the Flip Phone of Angry Manpain, so this fic is like catnip to me. And that last paragraph hits me every time, even though I know what's coming. I love this fic, and I hope you'll check it out for yourself!

(nothing left to lose)

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: E Words: 29,309 Tags: Post-CA:CW, Depression, Suicide Attempt

Summary: An alternate universe where Steve wins the Civil War. It doesn't go well for Tony.

Reasons why I love it: This fic does the equivalent of taking your heart, putting it in a blender and punching the button over and over. It always kills me a little to read this one, but it's a pain that I welcome with open arms. If you're going to read it for yourself, be prepared for some heavy angst and abandon all hope at the door. That said, this fic is incredible, and I really hope you give it a shot!

jus post bellum

Pairing: Pepper/Tony Rating: T Words: 2,962 Tags: Hurt Tony, Post-Av:AoU, Hurt/Comfort

Summary: After the dust settles, Pepper finds Tony sitting on the edge, cigarette in hand and hair lifting in the breeze, New York stretched out beneath his swinging feet.

Reasons why I love it: This fic gave me everything I never knew I wanted in the wake of Age of Ultron. Tony's voice in this reads very true to canon, and Pepper kind of breaks my heart with how she tries her best to be there for him. It really hammers home how much they all lost in this movie. I love this fic to pieces, and I bet you will too!

Held

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: M Words: 6,316 Tags: BDSM, Sub-Drop, Aftercare

Summary: It's not the most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to Tony, but it's up there.

Reasons why I love it: This fic will crush your heart and mend it at the same time, it's incredible. Steve is such a sweetheart, and Tony is so convinced that he's unwanted that it just tears at my heartstrings. I love BDSM AUs any day of the week, but this one is definitely one of my favorites (along with the whole series attached to this one shot). Please go and check it out, you won't regret it!

#marvel #stony #fanfic #fic rec #fanfic rec #ficrec #a year in fanfic recs #angst

[14muffinz]

12 & 18 TMNT Leonardo shower thought I had.

bolding the beginning of each paragraph so you know which leo i’m talking about

I hope I’m not getting something wrong i haven’t watched the later 2012 seasons

12!Leo has been the leader from the start. To him, it’s his duty. His role. This only becomes more relevant when his father dies and he is now the new leader of his entire clan. He sees himself as the only one fit for the role, and has a tendency to not listen to his brothers until the last second, just because he is the oldest and the leader, both of which are things that he was assigned by Splinter to be, and once they may not have felt like cold hard fact.

12!Leo is still just a happy kid at his core, but it’s become buried under his responsibility and trauma and the fact that his childish side sometimes can’t show itself due to the fact his voice doesn’t always work. He feels like there’s no point in asking his brothers to help carry the burden, in his eyes he’s the only one fit for it, anyways.

Then there’s 18!Leo. He’s the 3rd youngest (I hc Don as the older twin, fuck off) and was appointed leader after the need for one had seemingly dissapeared. He doesn’t want to be the team lead, doesn’t think he should be, either. That’s always been Raph’s job as big brother, in his eyes. Yeah, he can make good plans and can take a commanding tone when he needs to, and maybe he’s good at motivating his siblings, but those are all things that he could do as the face man, and there wasn’t any reason why he had to take that from Raph, because Raph couldn’t be the face man, now he was just another teammate, and Leo hated that he’d done that to his big brother, forced or not.

And then the movie happens, and 18!Leo realized that oh fuck, he hadn’t been made the leader. He’d been acting like it this whole time. His father had just removed the burden that came with the word leader, and gave it to someone who didn’t also carry the weight of being an older brother. The reason Leo was the leader was because Raph needed to not be the leader. Any of them could take on the leader role, and the only difference it would make is that someone else would have the worse mental health. 

18!Leo knows that he can ask his siblings to take the burden, and he knows that they’d do it without a second thought, but he doesn’t want to. His big brother deserves a break, and Casey & Mikey sure as hell don’t want to lead the team. April doesn’t have time to be their leader, she’s in college now. Cassandra is too busy to be the leader, plus she’d probably say something about clan laws that means Splinter is technically the leader, even though he isn’t. And Donnie wouldn’t get anything done as leader because Raph and Leo would be constantly turning down his plans due to them being too violent. So, by Leo logic, this means that he deserves to carry the burden of being the leader, and hides the weight of it under well timed puns.

Now, put all of this into a crossover scenario.

12!Leo looks at his counterpart and he sees the kid that he never got to be. He thinks of a joke and then a few moments later, his alternate is saying it, and even if he had perfect vocal cords, Leo would have held it in. It’s... he’s not sure if he’s happy there’s a version of himself like this out there, or if he finds the kid annoying.

18!Leo sees what he wants to be, what he has to be, because he’s the leader now, and he hates that his ston-y alternate gets to slide into the role so easily. 

So, the Leo’s hate eachother.

12 goes on a tangent in the dusty Rise dojo about how much he hates his alternate, most of the things being lies he’s telling himself. 

And then 18 walks in, silent, maskless, and shaking. He goes over to a shrine, one with no photos, and the only thing that tells anything of who it’s for being the words Anata wa hitori ja nai. He kneels before it, the others lapsing into silence as they realise the kid had completely missed them, and watch as 18 begins to sob, begging for her to tell him what he did wrong.

And as his sobs die off, the kid clears his throat and says breathily “I’m sorry I couldn’t save you in time, Oroku Karai.”

And as 18 walks out of the room with a stone cold expression, they all realise at once that maybe, the Leo’s are more similar than they thought. 

I couldn’t resist writing this out I’m sorry. 

Check reblogs! There’s now a fluffy pt. 2

#tmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #hamato leonardo #leonardo tmnt #rise leo #tmnt 2012 #tmnt crossover #Z rambles #rottmnt #ninja turtles

[theoldlesbianwithcats]

you are so real for that response to nansheofearth's comment. lesbians are stuck licking crumbs off the boots of bihet feminist women or queer/trans identified people.

ive been to polilez/radfem events too, and hearing them talk is as alienating as being a homosexual women in queer spaces. sorry i dont want to listen to women talk about how boring their husbands became, or the 4 kids they had with a man before they "became lesbians". it is so alienating as a lesbian, you feel like you truly are a freak of nature, when even other "lesbians" can talk so casually about sleeping with men, so what's wrong with you that your whole being seizes with disgust and wrongness at the thought. or maybe there really is no one like you in the world.

it sucks that even other lesbians make allowances for radical feminist homophobia. our self esteem is so grounded into the dust that we think we need to put up with this homophobia for the "greater good".

your blog has become the go-to for lesbians haha, i check it regularly even if i don't otherwise check tumblr, so i'm throwing in my few cents into the discussion.

Hi anon!

(Anon is referring to that post.)

Thank youuuu, your last paragraph made me so happy 🥹 I'm glad my blog can be a positive lesbian space! Now I'm thinking I should post more beautiful women and gifs from lesbian movies hehe

I totally understand what you mean, that's pretty much how I felt when I went to that lesbian festival (tbh I knew something was wrong when the woman who handed me a flyer at the entrance had super long glittery stiletto nails, I almost left then and there 🤣)

To summarize the first edition of that lesbian festival last year:

First there was a panel on lesbian representation in the media that was derailed to trans males within ten minutes (and even complained about trans criminals being misgendered!), the second panel about intersectionality of lesbians of color had zero lesbian in it, only bi women and trans males

Then there was a lesbian comedy show with two fakebians talking about their ex-boyfriends and making jokes about lesbians' supposed obsession with astrology + a non-binary bi woman who claimed that her gender identity made all her relationships gay (she called herself a dyke and a faggot)

There was a sex-ed booth held by an influencer who had DYKE (yes, in all caps) in her Twitter bio while talking about her het hookups (and throwing a real tantrum when people told her it didn't make sense), she also made sex ed videos on our national tv channel's website where she said that lesbians have sex with men and that men can be lesbians. She has since removed dyke from her bio.

A lesbian bookstore had a booth too, the original owners retired and the new ones are polilez queers who keep promoting books about lesbianism being a choice... Half of the books at that booth were about trans people.

Needless to say, I wouldn't even inflict that on a lesbian I dislike as a prank!

What you said about "lesbians" talking casually about having had sex with men reminds me of a French podcast I listened to years ago that was about bisexual and "lesbian" women who were with men before realizing they were attracted to women. The first conclusion I had was that I couldn't relate at all and felt very uneasy about it. I didn't even dare write my second conclusion back then but it was basically this:

I couldn't differentiate their stories at all. And deep down, they must know this because fakebians use their experiences with men as a way of relating with bi and het women while being mostly hostile to gold stars and finding us unrelatable!

Anyway, this is really long already haha Question for the gold stars: what would be your dream lesbian event? 💃 (apart from being only for actual lesbians, of course!)

[g-razorblade]

Working Hard - DWT

Prompt: "you smell nice"

Category: SFW

Pairing: dwt x gn!reader

Warnings: Nothing major, maybe slight hints of relationship angst, mostly fluff, use of Dream's real name

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You'd been working on this same essay for hours now, hunched over your keyboard, trying to get the words out in a way that would make sense. College was hard, no matter how much work you put into it, the mountain of work seemed never-ending. When one essay was done, another took its place seemingly immediately.

You glanced out the window, the sky was painted in pinks, blues and purples as the sun set. Your stomach grumbled. You knew you had to finish this, but all you wanted to do was curl up in bed with your boyfriend.

He was just as hard at work as you, spending hours in meetings and recordings. It had definitely taken a toll on your relationship as of recently. Nothing was inherently wrong, but the amount of time you had to spend with each other was gradually decreasing as your work loads increased.

Eventually, the sun set, and the only light in your office was that of your pc. Behind you, a knock on the door was heard.

"Come in." You called, furiously typing the last paragraph. The door opened, a sliver of light splitting through the room from the hallway.

"How are you doing, love?" Clay called from the doorway. You slumped in your chair.

"I'm nearly done." You murmured, exhaustion flooding your voice. You couldn't stop the tears flooding your eyes as you stared at the screen, whether they were from exhaustion or hopelessness you weren't sure.

Clay seemed to notice the change in your posture, and moved closer to you, sinking next to your chair. He took your face in his hands, pulling it to look at him as he searched your face.

"You need to rest." He said finally.

You sniffed and looked away. "I need to finish this first."

"You're burning yourself out, sweetheart. This isn't healthy."

"This is my last paragraph," You protested. "I'm almost finished."

He sighed, shaking his head slightly.

"Stand up." He said suddenly. You glanced away from the screen to look at him in confusion. He nodded at you.

Hesitantly, you did as he said, and he slipped into the chair behind you, pulling you down to his lap. His arms wrapped around your waist and his face buried into your shoulder.

"Last paragraph, then we have dinner and watch a movie, okay? I miss being with you."

Your heart melted. "We've both been busy, baby." You whispered quietly as you began to type once more.

He hummed. "That's no excuse, I think both of us need to take more breaks than we currently do. I miss being with you, doing this with you."

You smiled softly. "This will hopefully only take me ten minutes, then we can relax together."

He placed a soft kiss to your shoulder.

"You smell nice." He murmured, pushing his face into your hair.

You giggled at the slightly ticklish sensation. "I love you."

You felt him smile against your skin. "I love you too."

#dream #dreamwastaken #dwt #sfw #dream x reader #dreamwastaken x reader #mcyt x reader #minecraft #dream imagine #dreamwastaken fic #dream x y/n #dream x you #dwt x reader #dwt x you #mcyt imagine

[bonesbuckleup]

can I ask a question? I'm new to writing fic and I'm really bad at summaries. do you have any advice?

Hell yeah I can have some advice for that!

In general, you want to keep summaries brief, to the point, and focused on the fic itself and not necessarily you the writer. The stuff about you the writer can usually go in a note at the start or end. Summaries are just about getting people to click into your fic. With that in mind~~~

DON'T INCLUDE:

This is my first fic in this fandom. This is fine to say, and great for a note at the start or end of the fic, but is unnecessary for a summary. It doesn't do anything to make me want to click into your story.

Summary's bad but the fic is good/lol I am bad at summaries/sorry for the summary/variations thereupon. Self-explanatory! If you're telling me your summary is bad, why would I think your fic might be good? Even if you think the summary is bad, you don't need to tell readers that. You already did the hard part in putting some writing out there into the world, so don't sell yourself short in the last fifty feet of publishing it.

DO INCLUDE:

An Actual Summary. I think this is the one that wigs people out the most, because summaries look easy but are really hard to write. The thing to keep in mind is that a fic summary doesn't have to encompass the whole fic. You generally want to include the set up, inciting incident, and launch into the story (ie, to make up a fic on the fly, Two weeks after Tim goes missing, Bruce receives a strange phone call from an unknown number. If he wants to see his son again, he better play by the rules.) The main thing to keep in mind with doing a classic summary is that less is more! 1-3 lines is ideal, with not more than a short paragraph. Think of this like a blurb on a website trying to get you to read more about a book or movie--not the actual synopsis, which encompasses the whole thing, but a tidbit that tempts readers to click. Show them what the story is, but don't give away everything.

A Thematic Summary. Similar to the above, but aiming more for the feels of the thing and generally for more vibes-based fics than plot-based. Dumb example: Spock is tired of being alone, but he doesn't know how to ask for help. Jim is tired of waiting for people to ask for help, but he doesn't know how to reach out to people sick of being alone. You're just providing more the mood of the story than the events, which is fun.

Lines from the story. Bad at summaries? Cool, me too! If you don't like writing summaries, find a line or two or three from your fic that you really like or that you feel like encompass the spirit of your fic and have those be your summary! This is especially useful for fics with lots of shit going on. After all, the more complicated the story, the harder it is to boil down into a sound bite. Find a bit of fancy writing or a couple lines that convey what's happening and use those in place of a summary.

Brass tacks info. The good news is that fic is a safe space for short hand. There is absolutely nothing wrong with using the summary space to outline the nuts and bolts of your fic. For example, making a fic up off the top of my head, it's entirely acceptable to say A high school AU where Arthur's the quarterback, Morgana rules student council with an iron fist, and Merlin's the new kid who is straight up not having a good time. Or The one where Bucky pushes Steve into a pool. Stucky future fic where no one died and Ultron never happened. Like. It doesn't have to be fancy. You can just say it like it is.

Some combination of the above three. Personally, I'm a big fan of a one-two punch. Including lines gives people an idea of what the Vibe of the fic is, and then a summary or some brass tacks.

NOW. This list is not exhaustive. I am 100% sure there are other ways to successfully provide a fic summary. I am 100% sure there are probably other things you don't want to include. These just tend to be the most common, at least that I see/use.

Hope this is helpful, and happy fic writing!

#mail #anon #fic stuff #writing

[studynxiety]

06/09/2023

Lately, I have been tired. I am not sure if it's burnout, a random depressive episode or executive dysfunction. All I know is I haven't been really doing as much as I could be. I didn't want to admit it since I was still doing enough to get 80% on most tests and things could be worse.

Looking back, however, I haven't really done much that enjoy lately. I don't remember the last time I turned on some good music and wrote away, burning the midnight candle for something that made me alive. And there has been this constant knot of anxiety at the bottom of my stomach. So, things haven't been vibrant but things aren't exactly bad. It's like waking up on the wrong side of the bad; nothing's horrible but everything's off nonetheless.

All this is to say, I think I need to bounce back and I'm done being passive for this year. I've always been ambitious and I'm going to start pursuing things I want again. I woke up today feeling weirdly motivated so I've decided to start the 100 days of productivity challenge!

Things I hope to achieve from this challenge:

Become good enough in Physics that I can enjoy it again

Finish at least half of the CS50 course

Study for SATS

Make a complete compilation of which Unis to apply to

Finish at least two WIPs

Get better at French

Extra/Less-prioritized goals:

Get abs

learn to cook

Sketch/Draw more often

I think there will be two main obstacles in the way of me accomplishing these things. The first will be finding time. Most of the goals I've mentioned are things I have been putting off for more immediate concerns or just, generally, people needing me for things in the present that need to be dealt with but don't have much of an impact in the future.

The second problem is my undeniable internet addiction. Okay, I feel like internet addiction is too broad; my addiction to constantly consume some form of creative media, be it in the form of books, movies, TV shows, anime, cartoon, comics, or fanfiction. I really need to cut down on that. I think this will be the most difficult part. I'll try cutting out serialized content and instead explore more indie books and movies again. They're usually less addictive but fulfilling in the same.

As always, I'll be ending this post with some talk about the most recent shows that I have been enjoying, which is kind of ironic given the previous paragraph is me just complaining about my inability to stay away from them. Lately, I have been into the ongoing Kdrama "My Lovely Liar." I think the chemistry between the main characters is great and the mystery is alluring. An 8/10 in my books.

Other than that, I've been watching "The Boys." Currently, in season three. It's one heck of a show and it's just so believable and feels like a mirror to reality. The corporate greed of pharmaceutical firms, the corruption among the people who have sworn to protect us, and how hard the world works ... only to maintain the status quo. I think it's very interesting and directly draws parallels to the real world. It's definitely a 10/10 for me. The world building, characters, humour; everything hits just right.

That's all for today. I'll do some chemistry, look over the CS50 course and fill out some forms for some official stuff today and kickstart the productivity challenge tomorrow. I'll try to be more active on tumblr during the 100 days as I need something to keep me accountable. Here is to hoping for better me's and better days and better outcomes.

#studyblr #online diary #spilled thoughts #student life #studyspo #study blog #productivity #study motivation #a level 2023 #the boys #self improvement #internet addiction #100 days of productivity

[calkale]

Okay dead reckoning spoilers ahead ill put a cut just in case also if you like the movie maybe don’t read either 👀😬 but if you do please read the whole thing or at least the last paragraph because that in my opinion is the most important thing i have to say

Before i say anything i know im in the wrong here, i have a really personal issue with the movie that i dont feel comfortable sharing but its one of the names used A LOT in the movie, so that definitely plays a part in my opinion whether i like it or not. That being said, usually i can ignore stuff like that, ive done it with other movies but there was nothing else to grasp my attention so i got stuck on things like that.

Also wanna say this first because i feel like it explains why i hate a lot of the things i do. I could really be reaching here but i think they’re trying to set up hayley as the new face of these movies and dead reckoning part 2 is gonna be the end for tom. She was the main character, Ethan was not. She was a part of 2 stunts out of the 3 big ones in the movie and Toms solo stunt (the cliff jump) was maybe a minute of the movie and correct me if im wrong but thats never happened before, Toms always had a big stunt thats just him that takes up a good, MEMORABLE, chunk of the movie, and that just wasnt in this.

I didn’t like it at all. Up until the airport i loved the movie, i really liked the way it was shot, i liked the mi1 callbacks, i really liked ethan and ilsa and everything was good, i could ignore the AI plot (which i knew i wasnt gonna like going into it i hate AI villains) and just watch the movie but after the airport i started to not like the movie anymore. During the fiat car chase i realized i was gonna really not gonna like the movie. That was one of the three big stunts of the movie and i hated it, it just felt really rushed and there were so many characters who i didnt know and didnt know why they were there, WHICH IS OKAY i love not knowing things thats part of my brand im all about that but it just did not work here, sometimes not knowing anything about character works and other times it doesnt.

I dont remember a lot from the middle chunk of the movie, i wasnt enjoying it but trust me i was trying. Not even benji and luther made the movie enjoyable and to top it all off ilsa died and im getting mad again but that was one of the worst deaths i think ive seen. If shes not actually dead then thank god but also im sorry mcq but awful writing unless something got cut because she was free? She was dead? There was no bounty on her head anymore, that was why she “died” at the start of the movie and correct me if im wrong but she really didnt need to be in Venice with her face showing either. It really feels like she just died so hayley could be in the spotlight with ethan and there were too many characters so they had to get rid of her along with benji and luther who arent dead but may as well be with their 10 minutes of screen time.

But all of this i can look past, i dont like the plot? whatever, thats not why i, personally, watch mission impossible movies, i watch for the stunts, i wanna see tom cruise do some crazy shit but i didnt even get that. Im really mad about the lack of stunts in this movie i feel insane idk if anyone else is complaining about this but i didnt like a single one of them. Im so let down and i hate that im so upset over something like this but i am. Thats the promise thats being made when you go see these movies and in my opinion they didn’t deliver. All the fighting was really good i loved the fight in that tight alleyway with ethan and paris but i hated the car chase, the cliff jump could’ve been better? i dont even know what to say about that one tbh, and the train, ohhhhhh the train, i dont even wanna talk about the train, i was trying so hard to like it i wanted it to redeem the whole movie for me but it just didnt, i feel so bad but it didnt and im so disappointed.

#if anyone wants me to go into more detail i can try #im really tired so im gonna sleep and try and go for a run in the morning to clear my head too and maybe come bsck to some things #but this is how i feel #mi7 spoilers #sorry everyone #im also mad that i think this but what am i gonna do #not to bring john wick 4 into this but this movie feels like a joke after seeing that #i know theyre so different and i dont like comparing movies but they got it right and this kovie just did not #sorry mcq no makeout session 😔

[snek-panini]

At long last, I've finally finished a new book! And it's actually not a fanfic this time! This is a bind of Jules Verne's Around the World in Eighty Days. This was supposed to be my fourth book for Binderary, but I didn't finish it in time. Procrastination's a bitch. Fun fact: the first thing I ever bound was a public domain short story called The Machine Stops, but since it was the first it is...not a good skill showcase. This one is so much better. More pics and process talk under the cut!

Close-up of the cover, and a pic of the spine. The blue bits are cardstock, and brown ones are faux leather left over from when I bound Pray for Us, Icarus. The images and author's name are in black embossing ink. Something weird happened with the texture on these--the author's name came out nice and smooth and solid like always, but the stamped images have a bumpy texture to them and some leather visible through the powder. They were done with rubber stamps on an ink pad and the text was done with an embossing pen, so I think it's a difference in the ink. It's a nice texture though, so I don't mind. I had originally thought to put the title on the front, but I really liked both stamps and I like how it came out.

Top view and endpaper. I'm really pleased with how the case fits; that's been something I struggle with on a lot of projects and I think I'm finally getting it down. The endpapers are a floretine print that I bought from Hollander's and cut to size. They got a little wrinkled when I cased in, especially in the back. It's my first time working with this kind of paper and I used too much glue. I also tried stitching them to the text block this time, but I don't think I'll bother with that again. I didn't like how flimsy the single-sheet signature felt next to the thicker ones in the text block. Fun fact for those who've seen an adaptation of this story but not actually read it: there is actually no hot air balloon in the book, even though it's in all the adaptations. There was a movie made in the 1950s which added the balloon and it's been in every version since then.

Title page and chapter header. I've been saying for a while that I wanted to up my title page game, and I really love how this looks. The image here is a free vector pulled from Seekpng.com. It's the same image on both pages, the one on the chapter header is just smaller and in gray instead of black. I've also chosen a name for my bindery, largely because other people had names for theirs and I thought it was cool and wanted my own. It's Paper Snake Press, you can see it at the bottom of the text. I want a logo too but haven't gotten around to making one yet. 2d art is, uh. Still not a strength for me.

The text I used was pulled from Project Gutenberg. Typesetting it was and interesting experience, surprisingly different from typesetting fic. When I do fic I keep the editing very light, just really obvious things like misspelled characters' names and quotation marks that are flipped the wrong way, but it always needs something. This one didn't need any of that, which was nice. It also has way longer sentences and paragraphs than fic, and I thought that might be a product of its age, that writers just wrote longer sentences and were more verbose in 1873 than they are now. But then this week I started working on another fic that has the same features, from someone I've suspected for a while is a published author, so I wonder if it's actually a professional author thing instead of a shift in reading tastes over time. I'm not really going anywhere with this speculation, I just thought it was interesting.

I have two more works-in-progress printed and waiting. One is an author copy and just needs casing in, the other's in a halfway stage and has a lot to be done, so it might be a bit before I have more books to post. But there's a whole stack of things I've typeset that I'm waiting to print, so there are good things coming.

#bookbinding #snek makes books #around the world in 80 days #jules verne #it feels weird to tag an author #half my usual tags are fandom tags #they don't go on this post

[majaloveschris]

Heya Maja just wanted to say I’m very grateful for your blog and how you approach situations. I’m sending this to a few blogs I visit regularly. I’m going to take a bit of a break from this fandom and everything. I’ve realised this situation has sort of effected me and I’m not sure why. It’s strange because no one even knows I’m a fan of his. It’s sort of my personal secret. I’d watch his movies as a kid and then got into marvel. Im not someone who even cares for celebrities in general. Im going to try spend my time sorting some things out in my life. My friends both back home and in college have noticed I’ve become distant which is really unlike me. I’ve avoided my friends, my responsibilities and have become withdrawn in general and I feel incredibly guilty and as if I’m failing at life like I’m some sort of loser femcel or I feel as if I’m becoming one because all I do is stay in my room do my thesis and watch films I also check tumblr every 1 hour. Im 22 and am graduating college soon. The friends I live with came up to me today and staged a sort of intervention saying that whatever I’m going through I can talk to them which made me realise I’m not hiding the fact that I’m struggling well and that I’m also blessed to have people who care. Im not sure where this is coming from because im usually a very social person with different groups of friends who’s very communicative. I’ve got a decent support network I’ve also been asked out by a few guys the past few months who are all lovely but I’ve said no out of fear for some reason again I can’t explain it because they are all lovely. I’m not sure what’s wrong with me I can’t even talk to anyone in my life about it because it sounds stupid. I think maybe I associated him or his characters with peace and happiness since his films were something I’d unwind to after soccer/school and life in general I was a very stressed out child so now it’s just been tipped over the edge because of all the drama and I think having this in my life is very detrimental which sounds like such a ridiculous first world problem and it is. Im not saying this is a big issue far from it but I do believe I have to remove this from my life. I think since fall 2021 there’s been nothing but drama and the past two years have been incredibly difficult for me as an individual due to my own personal reasons. Mid last year I thought everything was okay with this situation but they hit us last fall again. I’ve noticed fans are leaving left, right and centre so I hope for his sake he cuts ties with these weirdos. Every time some thing happens I drift between pr and real. Deep down I don’t believe this thing is real and I’m not sure why but there’s something I just can’t put my finger on. Thanks for always being so positive and a safe space for me to come. Sorry for the long paragraph ik I don’t need to announce it I just felt like I needed to get this off my chest.

Don't apologize for your words. I'm so happy you got this out of your chest, and I hope you feel a little relieved after writing this down.

It's definitely a hard time for all of us, and I'm so happy you decided to take care of your mental health. This whole mess isn't worth it. Especially if it has such a big effect on you and your life.

I'm happy you decided you needed to take this step. If you want to talk to someone about your feelings, I'm here.

I hope you will feel better soon and find your way back to yourself. I wish nothing but the best ❤️

#majaloveschris #cevans-love

[moonreadingjournal]

What is up?

(Totally unrelated to this post, but I hate it when someone says “what’s up?” Or “what is up?” And some smartass answers with “the sky jajajajja” I hate it so much. It makes my whole soul and my whole life cringe so hard. Also when it’s new years and people go up to you and say “see you next year jajajaja” ew or “haven’t seen you since last year ajajajajaj” ewwwwwww).

So after I finished reading The Extraordinaries I was on the fence in regards to what read next? Don’t get me wrong. I have a ridiculous amount of books to choose from, but it is hard sometimes to choose and make the right choice. So for me it was between If We Were Villains by M.L. Rio, Spell Bound by F.T. Lukens, Happy Place by Emily Henry (which I already started but put down to read the extraordinaries), All the Hidden Paths by Fox Meadows (the sequel to A Strange and Stubborn Endurance) Kindling by Traci Chee (which I have the ARC for [what???] but I haven’t read it and the book is out but whatever) and Midnight in Everwood by M.A Kuzniar.

I don’t know why but I ended up choosing Midnight in Everwood. It is a book that I have previously started reading but just stopped. I don’t think I know or remember what else I decided to read instead (but that’s not important). As you can probably guess from the cover it is a re-telling of The Nutcracker. Which I love. Granted, I’ve only ever seen the Brarbie and the nutcracker movie. But I’ve seen so many tiktoks of the ballet, from the Royal Opera House and the Bolshoi Ballet. It looks so magnificent and magical. It is all snow and sparkles (and some creepy af mice).

One of my dreams is to someday a) watch a small production of the nutcracker in person where I live currently and b) to watch the nutcracker at one of the famous ballet houses (Royal Opera or the Bolshoi).

This book is a work of fiction, for adults. But it is quite the cozy and comforting read. As of where I am right now, I know it is a pretty nice reading. Something you can enjoy during the winter months w a hot cup of anything (cider or hot chocolate) and curl up on a fuzzy blanket while it is snowing (slightly not a full out blizzard).

After I am done reading this book I don’t know what I will read. I am pre-ordering some books and I pre-ordered some books that will be coming at some point. I ordered The Emperor and the Endless Palace by Justinian Huang and there are also the books I listed I wanted to read before I landed on this one. I guess we’ll see.

Also I feel like re-reading Red, White and Royal Blue. Which I only want to because I re-watched the movie and I do remember a lot and know they made quite a lot of changes, but not quite the deal break for me. What is a deal break for me though is the cover for the paperback. The pink one with those goofy looking Henry and Alex. I don’t like it. Alex looks so weird in that drawing and Henry too. All I can think of is that, this cover had to go through approvals. Multiple people had to probably make a vote and landed on that. If someone were to tell me it was Casey who drew them I would be like “okay well” but yeah. I now I sound like a lot. I am weird but I just. It’s not like any of the other books I have. I honestly like the movie tie-in cover they released when the movie came out (I know, blasphemy). I want to buy this collector’s edition hardcover one that is so pretty. It has no Alex or Henry in the cover. Only on the inside and they are so cute. But whatever. This little paragraph has no real purpose just me complaining sorry.

Well hopefully I will finish Midnight in Everwood before The Emperor and the Endless Palace arrived (I write as I literally get a notification that it arrived and I can pick it up, ugh, I feel sick today, I cannot go for it). And hopefully I will remember to write something about the book once I am done.

So it was decided I will read The Emperor and the Endless Palace after this book (by me, just now) I don’t know what I will read after. It is between….all the books that I own.

#moonreadingjournal #bookblr #bookworm #midnight in Everwood #m.a. kuzniar #the emperor and the endless palace by Justinian huang #also Justinian reminds me so much to Darwinian #english is a funny language #the extraordinaries #tj klune #kindling by Traci chee #if we were villains #m.l. rio #all the hidden paths #foz meadows #spell bound #ft lukens #not me typing ft l and I get ft laxus #happy place by Emily Henry

[i-think-i-did-it-again]

Detention Buddies (p3)

A/N: sorry it's superrrrr long but I didn't want to split it into another part. I went for something a little different with the smut this time so let me know what you think. Thank you for all the love and support.

Warnings: swearing, smut, blood

The last few weeks were…interesting. Colson began walking you to and from school everyday, he would sit with you and Mandy at lunchtime, he even introduced you to his friends, Rook and Pete and Sophie who isn’t at school often, who are a lot friendlier than they seemed from a distance. Colson seemed oblivious to the stares of the other students, the whispers in the hallway as you walked side by side. He was less affectionate with you at school than he was when you were alone but he would occasionally put his arm around your shoulders when you were standing with his friends, he'd always sit on the same side of the table as you in the cafeteria. Considering how you were only a few months away from graduating, you couldn’t shake the feeling that this new ‘relationship’ felt strange. Maybe it was because you’d never been in a real relationship before, maybe it was old insecurities poking their way through. Either way you didn't want to bring it up with Colson because he seemed so happy when he was with you.

It was Friday night and Colson had asked to hang out with you after walking you home. You were kind of surprised given it was a Friday night and he usually made an appearance at some party. It wasn’t the first time he’d stuck around after walking you home. You got the feeling that he’s never really in any rush to leave you. You’d agreed but had told him you still had to finish off your English essay that is due Monday morning. He happily agreed and sat next to you at the dining room table, pretending to work on his own but you could see him watching you out of the corner of your eye. After an hour and a half, his patience wore thin.

“This is boring,” he groans and pretends to fall asleep on his notebook. You look up from your writing, unclenching your teeth from your bottom lip.

“We have to finish it though, it’s worth 40% of our final grade,” you remind him and he rolls his eyes.

“We both know that no matter what I do, I’m probably going to fail because I’ve done squat all year. You on the other hand could hand in a piece of paper with a paragraph on it and Mr Mueller would give you an A.”

Colson has this strange idea that everything you do is perfect and you can do no wrong when it comes to school. Another reason why you find it odd that he likes to hang out with you. You’re polar opposites. You have aspirations to make it into college and Colson is happy to get a job after we graduate and work a 9 to 5 for the next 30 years. You can see how intelligent he is but he hides it behind sarcasm and a lack of care. 

“Ok, well what do you suggest we do then?” you ask sarcasm dripping from your tone.

“This,” he murmurs, grabbing your face between his large hands and crashing his lips against yours.

It doesn’t matter how many times you and Colson kiss, each time it sucks the breath from you and fills your stomach with butterflies. He’s tender at first but gradually the kiss deepens and his tongue invades your mouth. You moan into the kiss and wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him as close to you as possible without sitting in his lap. You have to pull away to catch your breath and Colson leans his forehead against yours. His cheeks are flushed and his breaths are ragged. 

“Wanna watch a movie?” you ask and Colson nods. 

He stands and begins to head to the living room but you grab his hand and pull him in the opposite direction. He looks confused until he realises that you’re leading him to the stairs. He doesn’t say anything as you take him to your bedroom for the first time since he’d first come over to hang out. You’d tended to stay downstairs not because your mum had a rule or anything but mostly because it was where you felt most comfortable. You liked that Colson wasn’t the kind of guy to force his way into your bedroom and was happy to stay downstairs. You hold your breath, suddenly nervous about Colson seeing your room for the first time, and open your door slowly. You step aside so Colson can follow behind you.

Your room isn’t anything too spectacular. You have a basic double bed, a plain white bedside table with a small black lamp, a Blink-182 poster on your wardrobe door, a TV mounted on the wall above your dresser, a small bookcase beside the dresser and a small desk and chair in front of the window. A full-length mirror hangs on the back of your door and your shoes are scattered beside your door. You sit on the bed as Colson explores the small space. He checks out your book collection and the expansive CD collection.

“You still buy CDs?” he chuckles as he flips through the titles.

“I like them better than streaming services, more personal,” you explain with a shrug.

Eventually, Colson joins you on the bed and you both get comfortable to watch a movie. You flick absently through Netflix, finally agreeing on some action movie that Colson had been meaning to watch. You pay attention to the movie until he grabs your arm and begins stroking his fingers absently across your skin. You’re suddenly very aware of how close he is to you. Can you feel the heat radiating off his body and the rise and fall of his chest. Your own breathing quickens as his hand leads up your arm to your neck and he rubs along your pulse point. He gently pushes your hair aside so his lips can brush against your neck. Your body heats under his touch. His lips ghost across your neck and up to your jawline. A wetness has pooled in your panties and you spot a bulge in Colson’s tight jeans. His lips become desperate as he searches for your mouth. He pulls your body so you’re straddling his lap, your fingers wrapping in his hair. He holds the back of your neck with one hand and your hip with the other. You softly grind against him and he moans into your mouth. 

“Fuck, Y/N if you keep doing that I’m going to have to bury myself in you until you’re seeing stars,” he almost whimpers against your lips.

“Maybe that’s what I want,” you whisper and he pulls away to look into your eyes. 

“Are you sure?” he asks, a look of concern in his eyes. You nod but he doesn’t move. “I need to hear you say the words.”

“I want you Colson.”

That’s all he needs to hear and he flips you so you’re underneath him, his body hovering above your own. His lips find yours again; the kiss is hungrier this time. He kisses across your cheeks, your jaw, eventually finding your neck. He finds a spot just below your ear that makes you pull his hair and moan and he focuses all his attention on that until you're practically purring below him. He pulls back and holds the hem of your t-shirt. You sit up so he can pull the material from your body and fling it across your room. He stares down hungrily at your breast, still protected by your black bra. He wraps his arms around your body to unhook your bra which then joins your t-shirt on the floor. You lie back and try to cover your exposed breasts with your arms but Colson grips your wrists in his hand and holds them above your head.

“Beautiful,” he murmurs as he takes in the sight of your naked chest.

He licks his lips before dipping his head so he can kiss across the swell of your breasts. He kisses down the valley of your breasts and then kisses his way to your left breast. He flicks his tongue against your stiffened nipple and you gasp. He takes this as an encouragement and encases his mouth around your nipple, sucking hard. You moan his name as he continues his assault on your breast. He stops so that he can do the same to your right breast, completely worshipping your chest with his mouth. He releases your wrists but trails his tongue down your belly, to the waistband of your jeans. He unbuttons your jeans and pulls them and your black panties down your legs. You’re completely naked below him and he studies your body like he’s planning to paint a portrait.

“Hey, this feels slightly unfair,” you gesture to your completely naked body and his fully clothed one. 

Colson grins but strips his t-shirt and jeans off. His erection is straining to be released but he leaves his briefs on as he squats and pulls a square foil from the back pocket of his jeans. Does he always carry a condom with him? Was he expecting something to happen? You try to push down the panic at the thought of the second one being true. He stands back up and looks at you with a wicked grin on his face. His eyes are dark with lust but his expression quickly changes as he spots your stare at the condom packet in his hand.

“I always carry them, just in case,” he explains. “Not that I sleep with a lot of girls but you just never know.” 

You nod but you can’t bring yourself to look at him. You pull your blanket across your body to shield it from his gaze. Colson walks around your bed and sits on the edge beside you, putting a hand on the side of your face. He gently strokes your cheek with his thumb and slowly brings his lips to yours. He kisses you softly and lovingly, not trying to put his tongue in your mouth at all. The kiss makes your body burn in a whole new way. His touch is tender and careful, like you’re the most delicate thing in the world. He pulls back so he can look into your eyes.

“If you don’t want to do this, I understand but I want you to know that you’re not just ‘some girl’ to me. You’ve become more special to me in the last few weeks than anyone else in my entire life. Remember that day we had detention and I got in a fight?” you nod and he continues. “That guy I punched was mouthing off about how hot you were when you were sassing Mr Mueller and how he would love that sassy mouth of yours around his…well you get the idea. I know you’re having a hard time believing this but I really do care about you. You’re the first girl I’ve ever liked, like actually like. I never just hang out with girls and talk about random stuff or listen to them talk about their favourite books and their mum. I do all that stuff with you because I want to.”

You smile at the image of Colson defending your honour in his own twisted way. You’re sure he probably secretly enjoyed beating the crap out of a jock but you don’t want to point that out to him. This is Colson’s way of showing you that he’s not here just to get in your pants but because he cares about you. Even though the thought of why he cares about you terrifies you, you can’t deny how much you want him. You pull the blanket back across the bed and straddle his lap again. He moans as you grind directly against his hard cock, the only thing holding you back is the thin material of his briefs. He puts his hand between the two of you so he can rub your clit with his thumb as you grind. He only lets you do it a couple of times before he flips you and pulls his briefs off. He rips open the condom and wraps it around himself. He strokes himself up and down your slit to lubricate it with your juices. 

He lines himself up with your entrance before slamming into you. You bite your lip to hold back the scream of pain at the sudden invasion of your core. Your vagina feels like it’s being torn from the inside. You claw your nails into Colson’s back as he continues to pump in and out of you at a steady pace. You feel tears well in your eyes as the pain begins to grow. You try your best to breathe through it as Colson continues to move in and out of you, moaning your name. He pulls out of you briefly and flips you on your stomach, entering you again. The pain is fresh now as his hard cock hits new spots and the tears that had filled your eyes have now begun to fall down your cheeks in waves. You feel a knot form in the pit of your stomach as your body clenches in discomfort.

“That’s it baby,” Colson moans into your ear, your hair wrapped around his hand. 

After a while of Colson pumping in and out of you, you feel as though your body is tolerating the pain a bit better. His movements start to become sloppy and after a few more pumps, he explodes inside you, filling the condom. His dick twitches inside you and he eventually pulls out as he becomes soft. He stands up and removes the condom, wrapping it back up inside the foil packet and putting it in the bin beside your desk. He comes back over to the bed and you expect him to crawl in but he stops, ripping the blanket back, and studies your sheets.

“What the fuck?” he mumbles as he continues to look at the sheets. 

You turn to see what he’s looking at and he gasps as he takes in your face. You’d forgotten about the tears that had soaked your cheeks. You quickly try and wipe your face to hide the evidence but your attempts are futile as you realise what he’s looking at. Covering part of your sheets is a small pool of dried blood. You look up at Colson expecting him to be furious but he is staring at you with the most heartbreaking look of sadness.

“Were you a virgin?” he whispers. You can’t bring yourself to say the words so you just nod. “Oh baby, why didn’t you tell me?” he asks softly, enveloping you in a bear hug, wiping away the fresh tears.

“I was embarrassed,” you admit quietly into his neck. “I’m in my senior year of high school and I was a virgin. I’m a freak of nature.”

“Hey, no you’re not. You were just being cautious. I wish you’d told me, I would’ve made it special for you and more comfortable.” you look up at him questioningly. 

“How would you have done that?”

“I would’ve been gentler first of all and I would’ve made sure you’d cum before we started,” you blush at his dirty words. “Have you ever had a guy touch you down there? Given you an orgasm?” you shake your head and Colson sighs. “Well we better remedy that right away.” 

Colson pushes gently on your chest so that you’re lying on your back again. He kisses down your body until his face is between your legs. You feel slightly awkward but you watch him with curiosity. He kisses up each of your thighs and then places his face in front of your lips. He blows gently and you gasp as his breath hits your sensitive skin. He dips his head and uses his tongue to part your folds, swiping it up and down. Once he finds your sensitive bud, he focuses all his attention on it. You wrap your fingers in his hair and press him closer to you, moaning and wriggling under his skillful tongue. The knot comes back to the pit of your stomach but this one is a ball of pleasure as he presses two fingers inside you, wriggling them against your walls. You feel something powerful build before finally you explode against his mouth. 

“Colson!” you call out as your legs stiffen and your body convulses. You have the strongest orgasm you’ve ever had in your life and Colson laps up every drop of your juices. 

He sits up from between your legs, a proud look on his face. He crawls up the bed and kisses you passionately. You can taste yourself on his lips and it’s a strange turn on. He lays beside you and pulls you to him, wrapping his limbs around you. He pulls the blanket over the two of you and you nestle against him. You’re in pure bliss from your orgasm and the feeling of Colson’s body against yours. He strokes your hair as you lay against his chest and listen to his heartbeat.

“You’re pretty amazing,” you tell him and you feel his body shake as he chuckles.

“I was about to tell you the same thing darling,” he tells you. “The best detention buddy I could’ve ever asked for, baby.” you smile at his pet name as you lay with him, truly happy in the most perfect moment.

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Just watched Nimona. Im feeling so notmal rn [lying throught gritted teeth]

I quite literally knew NOTHING when I decided that I will watch it.

Got suprised positively and felt so many feelings so many times. This was so enjoyable and just done with care? I have many thoughts but I dont know if I could put them all into comprehensible words. Just. All topics were handled beautifully.

I literally got attached to characters less than 10 minutes in. Help me

Some Spoilers beyond this Point

The villain. BOY THE VILLAIN. I hate her so much she got what she deserved <4 I loved how she was written. She believed eveything she was Fed. She lived in fear that consumed her and she was willing to kill innocents for that. She went so far she didnt even want to consider going out of her bubble. Also she could be classified as a twist villain, although its easy to figure out it's her. Even if its not a twist for audience its a good twist for characters + she gets so much time to shine too.

The ending. I understand how some people I guess could say its anticlimactic because Nimona comes back [we don't see her but Its pretty clear lmao]. Personally for me its not an issue, she went through so much and deserves to be happy too. And see that people like her now :] Although I wouldn't mind more tragic ending either, it just wouldve hit me with more sadness than a lot sadness -> sudden happiness spike

At the start of the film I was so so glad that Ambrosius wasn't the 'priveledged guy thats an asshole to the main character' and instead they were lovers :] But also at that point said 'I hope there wont be any falling out!'. Top 10 sentences said minutes before disaster

Also if you could've seen my reaction to nimona and gloreth stuff. Boy I went absolutely insane.

On the topics handled well. I think how they handled opression was really good. They showed how it affects everyone. Even the opressed themselves, that try to find a place in such society, try to have Faith in the system that fails them[ commoners, Ballister]. How at the earliest stage possible people are already influenced into such mindsets. How some people are so firmly set in those beliefs they wont even consider they're wrong. And also the worst of opression, violence, and how it not only hurt Nimona physically, but also how it scarred her mentally.

Some negative beliefs were reinforced for so long, and spawned different kind of negative beliefs. And opression

And I think throughout the movie, you REALLY get how ingrained negative beliefs are in everyones minds.

Further to me, the change of this whole kingdom for the better didnt happen too quickly. Trying exposing the Director ended with her quickly swaying people to her side again, when she played the monster card.people so quickly also believed that such a commoner as Ballister would kill the Queen, which probably wouldnt happen if it was someone form the Noble bloodline... okay its not related exactly to what I started talking in this paragraph. Fuck, people had to see how for this belief that monsters are terrible, the one in power is willing to kill them, along with the monster. And in this situation the monster saved them.

Like also those are circumstances that absolutely would lead to a change I think. There were probably some people in denial but I doubt for long? Authority of power and beliefs risked their people's lives with ease when it came to actual danger. Although the focus should have been on protecting the people, as it always was said before, in the end it all went into killing 'the bad'.

[Um i hope I put this into comprehsible words and that I got the meaning I wanted in there]

I enjoyed the animation, design and music too! Also this world was really interesting, medieval combined with futurism. Really neat worldbuilding!

And last thing, comedy was great >:]

Anyway I hope you enjoyed my incomrehensible ramblings. Bows

#milk sits and talks #nimona film #nimona #also i could tell you all a site where I wached it if you want? #I wasnt sure if I should include that in the post #anyway watching this completely blind was the BEST experience for me

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Memphis pt 6: My protector

Frankie Morales x f!reader

Warnings: fluffy cuteness. Protective Frankie. Asshole family. Mention of addiction,non descriptive, just mentioned. Make out sessionnnn!!! I think that's it. If I missed anything, please fell free to shoot me a DM or ask. 💞

AN: Ok so in July I had to go to a family thing. I have never known why but when I'm at family things, I am always hiding next to my mom and anytime I try to speak or be included in conversations.. I am always ignored. So this time around, I was really irritated with my aunt and some of her family that came over ( she's my adoptive aunt, btw.) So I instantly thought, I really wish I had Frankie or one of the Pedro boys here to comfort me, etc. So I started this series. 💞 As I say in the last paragraph in this, I'll explain what I changed, etc for the story a bit in my second AN.

I don't remember if there is an actual name for his kid in the movie.. Soooo we are naming her Nola.

Just like I've been doing I left some parts open for you to imagine what happens next. 💞

There is a part where I talked about Frankie, I went into a lot of detail because it looked sooo cute in my head sooo I wanted to get all the details for ya.. 🤣💞

Ok so.. This is my first time using dividers, Idk the appropriate amount to use/when the use them.. 😆 So I just decided to do them when the scene changes. I hope it'll make sense how I did it, lol. 🤗💞

Ok so the big part... I changed it around like 96%. There is some stuff that actually happened ( I'll put it in my after reading AN) and then I added in stuff that I think would have happened if I actually had my own Frankie there, meaning a boyfriend that is two + decades older then me. Will add something else to the end AN about a part in it, also. 💞

I decided not to have anyone read through this.. Just throwing it in the universe and running away. 💞🏃💨 too nervous about this part.. 🙈😆

Some keynotes/translations:

When there is words in this font and have (") it is internal thoughts. When it is the font by itself it's me describing what the setting looks like, more in depth of what's going in their head, stuff like that. 😊

All translation is from Spanish. I just went to Google and asked what it was in Spanish, lol. If I got it wrong shot me an ask or a DM. 🤗

Mi Cielito - my darling

hermosa - beautiful

cariño - sweetheart

Summary: Frankie gets to meet your family.

Inspo of the gif ~ this the best I could find that captures how he looks in my head during the part in this where he's saving the day for reader.

( being very blunt and no context at all with that I know... But it'll make sense after you read. 💞 )

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Around three months of you guys being together you guys decided randomly that you both were ready to tell each other the reasons you moved to Memphis.

It just came up out of the blue one day, but both of you trust each other unconditionally and feel safe sharing that kind of stuff about yourselves.

~

You go first.

Frankie listens so patiently. You still don't understand how he does it with how bad you ramble, but that makes you love him even more.

He asks questions here and there. Gets defensive at times also. Just like you, he doesn't understand why family members have to be such assholes.

But in the end he is so understanding of everything. Why you think its annoying people when you ramble. He thinks it's endlessly adorable. Why you are very shy around anyone, especially the boys. Which you're getting better at feeling more comfortable. Frankie told them why one day while he was out with them, you're ok with it, because you know he'll always protect you and the boys would never do anything to hurt you. Among other things. He always takes his time with you in any aspect of anything, makes sure you're doing ok, etc.

Frankie's turn

You are kinda shocked.

He had told you about his daughter, Nola like the second week of dating because he had to go out of town to visit her.

But the addiction shocked you, only because he is such a sweetheart and you would never had thought he had one in the past.

You absolutely don't look at him different. He's still your sweet goofy Frankie.

He was so so nervous while he was telling you and more so after he finished. Because you had a neutral facial expression and you took a little while to answer him..

But of course you reassured him that he was safe and always will be safe with you. That he can talk to you about anything that bothers him and when he is having urgers to relapse.

You and Frankie have been together for about six months now. You're practically living at his house now. The job at the vintage store is going amazing, you're already manager. Best thing you ever did was move to Memphis. It's been absolutely fantastic and everything. Still have to make plans to go to Graceland though, cost a lot so got to save up ; but you aren't in a rush to get there.

One day you get an a Facebook invitation to an event. It's for your aunt's birthday. Yours is 10 days before hers, but ya know she has to be the most important thing during the month, so yours always gets over looked unless it's a big number. So youve always held a grudge against her for that, always kept to yourself because you don't want to cause a fight.

You're sitting on the couch reading what it is. You instantly groan in irritation while pinching the bridge of your nose.

" mi cielito, is everything ok? " Frankie says as he's walking into the living room with your snacks and drinks for the movie night you're having.

It has became a tradition for you two. Every Friday you have a movie night. Get all the goodies and pick out a few movies for the night.

Tonight it is Over the Top, Dirty Dancing, Top gun.

" yeah I guess. Just family crap.. Let's watch the movies, I don't wanna talk about it. " you say with a smile that isn't very reassuring, Frankie can instantly tell something is up and it's bothering you.

" you know you can always talk to me mi amor. Always gonna be safe with me. Will have to be a lotttt to me to run away screaming. " he says with that precious smile that melts your heart because he is saying hes here for you always just with his facial expression. And while he's caressing your legs that you draped over his lap once he sat down, then leans over and kisses your cheek and forehead, then sneaks a little peck to your lips.

" you're so lucky I love you. " You say while smiling that smile that is only held for Frankie. Then you playfully hit him with a pillow.

You show him your phone. He let's out a little huff because he knows how much your family irritates you. You tell him all about her because she hasn't ever came up in your discussions about family.. He is flabbergasted that she acts like such a child and she's twice your age. Most definitely is on your side and dislikes her just as much as you do.

" no way I'm letting you go to that by yourself. I'm coming with you. Itll be fun to see your hometown. " he says with such a warm smile then it fades into a teasing one in the second part. Because ya know he's a brat.

You just look at him in shock... He almost gets worried because you haven't said anything but then you leap forward and kiss and hug him.

" what is this for, hermosa? " he says while cuddling up closer to you as you crawl into his lap to be even closer.

I just.. I love you so much. I seriously don't know what the hell I did to deserve you. You are always so sweet and amazing to me. Sometimes I feel like I'm in a dream because it feels so beautiful and I don't even know a word, just so perfect. " you say while tearing up a bit because it's just so crazy but magical that you have Frankie.

He pulls you closer and kisses your tears away then says; " I feel the same way all the time. You're way out of my league, soooo damn gorgeous, wayyyy to good to me. But you're stuck with me cariño, as long as you'll have me. "

~

You guys make plans to go; get work off, you decide to take your car since we know it can make the trip already, get all the things you need packed, book a hotel, get your aunt a present. ( even though she doesn't deserve one)

It's finally time to go.

You're pretty excited for the trip. It's your first long trip with Frankie so you're excited for more fun and goofy stuff on the way. Maybe some spicy stuff since it's a twenty hour drive. 😏

But there is a good amount of nervousness. You're worried your family won't like Frankie or approve of him. Since he is twenty-four years older then you. There is a little bit of hope they won't be too flabbergasted by it, you have always liked and had crushes on older men; so maybe you won't have to worry about it...

Then there is this thing... You haven't told any family about him.. Youve mentioned you're seeing someone, just no details or pictures. The reason so is, because ya just know someone is gonna have an opinion about the age gap or that you jumped into a relationship so quickly after moving to Memphis, there is endlessly possibilities. Sooo you just kept it to yourself so nothing can ruin the amazingness.

You get to town finally. The nerves are in full swing now. It ended up being your turn to drive when it got to last bit. Which is ok since its your home town. And... It's an excuse to see Frankie sleeping.

~

He is the most adorable sleeper. Since he was in the military, he is able to sleep anywhere; since the sleeping places were always so uncomfortable. So in other words he passes out completely anywhere and in any position.

Your favorite ones, always have to take a picture to save the moment. You make a mental note that at some point you want to make a collage of them.

~

Of course this time it's a picture perfect one. Still buckled up. ( gotta stay safe of course) He has the seat leaned all the way back. Stole your comfort travel pillow without you even realizing it and is cuddling with it. Little did you know he grabbed it to sleep with because it smells like you which brings him comfort, and it is sooooo comfy and floofy. And his hat is pushed down all the way to his nose to hide away the sun. But now it's pushed up all goofy like because he's cuddled deeper into your pillow.

You pull over on the side of the highway right out of town to wake him up so he can have the full experience, lol.

You take the picture with the biggest smile on your face from seeing him look so adorable. Your heart always swells 1000x bigger because you love him more then words and can never get over how nice and sweet he is to you.

Then you lean over to take off his hat. Smoothly and sweetly caresse his hair out of his face. Give some sweet delicate kisses to slowly wake him up. When youre done giving him kisses you lightly rock him to wake him up while saying; " sweetie we are here outside of town. Do you want to wake up so you can see? "

He cuddles into your touch while lovingly humming at your warm comforting touch. " hmmm. Sure, hermosa. He yawns and stretches some. That was the best nap I've ever had in a car before. " he says while chuckling and fulling sitting up.

After he is sat up and back to a comfortable position in the seat he leans over and gives you a kiss. It's sweet and delicate at first then turns a little steamy.

He hums at how your lips feel and how they always feel like heaven, even after being with you for six months he still isn't used to them.

Then he slowly moves his hand to your neck to craddle your neck and lower cheek. You instantly put one hand in his curls ( can never get enough of them). And the other hand goes to his torso and caresse all over. You of course let him in when he ask to enter your mouth. Instantly releasing a mixture of a moan and whimper at how amazing and skilled he is with his tongue. Never get tired of that, he's such an evil god at using it.

That goes on for about five minutes or longer, it feels like forever. It always does because you both are alwaysss so focused on each other and in love.

" ok as much as I want to keep doing this, especially after the long drive.. We really need to get settled in at the hotel. Then we can go explore wherever you want my love. " you say slightly out of breath. As you say the exploring part you playfully pinch his nose and smile a bit. Because you know he's dying to see your hometown.

You run through the basics of showing him around. He asks questions here and there. After you're done you ask him if he wants to see anywhere in particular. Thinks for a second then adorably says your favorite get away when you needed to do so. You get choked up a little bit at that, because it is one of the things you love about Frankie, he always asks such deep but meaningful questions that make you fall for him even more. You agree to show him.

" now don't make fun of me because of the odd randomness of it. " You tell him as you're pulling up to a cemetery. You nervously giggle while saying it.

" mi cielito, is this where you kill me?? " he says in a joking worrisome voice while dramatically ( but adorably) clutching his heart.

" oh totally, sweetness. I got a spot and everything for ya. " you say while wiggling your eye brows all goofy and then winking.

After that you both burst into a laughing fit. Yeah it's an odd place but it makes sense after you tell him why.

" I've always loved being in nature and have been fascinating about cemetery things. Like the badass headstones people get, the different resting places you can choose to be laid, the creepy but cool ways Hollywood showed them. All kinds of things. One day I went to visit a family friend at this cemetery, I hadn't seen his headstone in person yet. When I was walking away I noticed how crappy the grass looked, two metal ones sinking into the ground, and how many things just looked sad. So I decided to see what was required to become a groundskeeper here and I did all the requirements, and became one when I was 18. There is something so soothing about doing grounds work and taking care of these people, so I always felt at peace here. Even before I started working here, I always came to walk around saying hellos to all the groups I passed and when I had the time I would always go and get flowers for everyone in the cemetery. Because ya never know who doesn't get visitors, so I always wanted to be nice and give them something sweet, I still did it even working there. You probably think I'm crazy but it's true I always feel so peaceful here no matter what... " you tell him after you have parked at the groundskeeper house.

He just sits there listening to you so intently and lovingly. You think you've just word vomited the most you've ever done to him, and think he's gonna be weirded out. Little did you know he thought it was the sweetest thing ever and loved you had something so unique for yourself to have a safe place.

He grabes your hands from your lap where you're nervously fiddling with them and says; I don't think you're crazy at all, cariño. Yes it's different but it is beautiful in its own way. You helped the place look more colorful and comforting. I bet if we could talk to the residents here they would say such wonderful things about you mi amor. " he then leans over to give you a reassuring kiss on the cheeks, nose, and then your lips.

You smile into the kiss and let a tear run down your cheek from feeling so loved and everything from this angel of a man..

It's time to go the party.

As you walk into the house, its already a little crowed. You forgot how much crap your aunt has in her house, plus her family.. Will always blow your mind how they live there. No one really pays mind to you because the family that sees you first are ones that don't really care about anything or saying hi like a polite person..

As soon as you get to the kitchen you can hear your aunt talking a mile a minute about her new obsession, you don't even care enough to listen what is. You go say hi to her and your mom, and introduce Frankie to them.

They both have a shocked look on their faces. You already know what they are thinking which causes you to tense up. Which Frankie sees and comes to hug you and ground you so you won't loose it this early.

" Y/N sweetie! I've missed youuu!! I didn't expect you to bring your boyfriend. But I'm happy to meet him. " your aunt says in a very fake excited voice. Which causes you to Internerly scream at her. 😤

~

The party is going as normal as they always do when it comes to parties in your family. You tucked away in a corner, practically invisible to everyone. At least Frankie is here to keep you company and help it not be as bad.

You think to yourself as you're looking up at Frankie, because he's holding you all protective like; " I am so thankful to have you, idk what I would have done here if you weren't with me. My handsome savior. " you smile and then cuddle into Frankie some more because he's the best cuddler ever and you always feel so soo safe wrapped up in his arms.

" what are you thinking about mi amor? " he says with that sweet like honey comforting voice while kissing the top of your head and nuzzling your neck, then leaves a few kisses there.

You tell him what you were thinking about. He smiles and has that look in his eyes that says he loves you endlessly and he's always gonna be here for you no matter what. You lean up and give him a kiss, a kiss that says thank you infinitely and I love you endlessly.

~

Some more time passes, it's time to eat. You and Frankie get up to get food. He is behind you hugging you while you make your plates. Giving you kisses along your neck all cute like and soothingly caressing you where his hands lay.

You go and sit down to eat. But you hear someone say something in a whisper; " he's so much older then her.. Why did she bring him? There has to be something fishy going on there. I just know it. " it's your aunt talking to her husband your uncle.

Frankie looks at you. Sure enough you have that broken look on your face. The one that he knows is caused by something that hurts you deep. So he reassuringly rubbs your back and then takes your hand and says;

" I know this is the first time we are meeting, probably will be the last after I say what Im about to. Why does it matter our age gap? We are infinitely happy, we both are adults. Can't you just be happy for your niece for once? And for your information, I came with her so this lame fucking party would at least be a little bearable. Unlike every other party she's told me about, that she's always in the corner pretty much being ignored. You all are real assholes to Y/N, she doesn't deserve what you guys put her through. And I'm gonna always try to prove and show her that real family doesn't do this shit.

Let's go hermosa. "

He ofers his hand for you to take so you guys can leave. You don't even say anything, you're in shock but have so much love and adoration for him right now for standing up for you like that. Because you could never be that brave.

Your aunt on the other hand... She's utterly shocked.. You don't stay around to see what she has to say. You guys make it out of the house before she's able to say anything.

Frankie is still fuming when you get to the car. You're in shock but surprisingly ok. Because somehow that happening lifted such a weight off of your shoulders.

He looks over to you and grabs your hand and says; " Y/N, baby. I'm so sorry I did that.. I just couldn't take hearing her say that after you telling me everything they've put you through.. I hope your not made at me. " as he finishes the last sentence he stutters a little bit from holding back from crying because he starts to think that you'll he mad at him and will break up with him. Pretty much all things bad, he's thinking them in that short time.

" oh my goodness sweetie. No no you didn't do anything wrong and I'm not mad at you one bit. I'm very impressed and love you even more. You know why my love? He looks at you with such a worried face, but it's going away slowly. He sniffles a little and says what? in such a small whisper. Fuck them. I've been wanting to do that for years but I've been to scared that the family I am on somewhat good terms with will hate me for it. So in other words.. Thank you for being my protector, my savior, my angel, my everything. I love you x infinity and beyond Fransisco Morales. " as you are saying the everythings part you're getting all teary eyed. Then when you say the I love you, you lean over and give him such a beautiful loving kiss to show him you aren't mad one bit and you love him so so much.

After you've kissed for a little while, Frankie breaks it and says; " you think they'll want me to come to Christmas with you? " you both start laughing hysterically.

" oh I bet so, you made such a great impression. " you say between giggles.

" hey. I love you endlessly and infinitely. You deserve so much love and people that love you and care about you. You are always gonna have a place with me and my family. Yeah it's just the boys, me, and Nola. But hey we make it work and you will always be safe with us.

Now, let's go back to the hotel and get some rest and we can leave in the morning. How's that sound mi cielito? " he says while looking into your eyes and holding your hands the whole time rubbing reassuring sweet circles. Then kisses both of them when he's done talking.

" how do you always know how to make me speechless mister? I don't even know what to say. But yes let's go get some rest and then go home my love. " you lean over to him again and give him a kiss on the cheek and then a deeper one on his lips.

The end for now. 💞

AN after reading: ok so. Continuation of what I changed and such.. The birthday things is actually true, she has always been like that. Everything is about her no matter what. I won't bore you with more details about her. I do truly wish I could stand up to her, yes she has great aunt qualities but her assholeness over powers it sooooo much.

The cemetery thing. I do want to do that one day, lol. The visiting a family friend part actually happened. The cemetery is just so sad looking and it made me upset that day. Wanted to go complain and ask for a job that day... 😆😆

This was really really therapeutic to do. I hope you guys liked it. 💞 I still am blown away that I decided to start writing and how much I've done. 🥂 here's to more adventures! 💞

This is not the end of this series. But I might take a break from it to work on some other ideas I got brewing. 💞 I just wanted to thank you all that have shown love this story and my work in general. It means the worldddd to me! 🥰 I'll never be as amazing as all of you, but I'm truly honored I get to be here to share and read these stories with you all. 💞

I do apologize that it is mostly from readers point of view, I didn't show an equal amount of Frankie's. But like I've said a million times.. 😆 this was me word vomiting in a therapeutic way.. 🙈💞

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