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elix8r · 1 year

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The Frat Diaries Glossary (heads up: I realized while writing that i’m using a lot of lingo that not everyone might be familiar so this should help you out with understanding everything and the story will make more sense esp if you’re not already familiar with Greek life and also this is all based on my personal experiences so it might be different at each school):

Rush: a process where prospective sorority and fraternity members and the actual sororities and fraternities meet each other and through this they pick out the people that they want in their organization. Sorority rush (recruitment) is much more of an organized event where PNMs come weeks before school actually start to rush. They have specified schedules that let them know which sororities to meet. This process is so intricate lmao I literally thought I was dying when I went through it cause everyday I had to wake up at like 5am to get ready and got back to my dorm at like 8pm. Each day the amount of sororities you can get back lessen until the last day where you are left with your top two and you choose from there. Fraternity rush is much more of a laidback event that also happens before school starts. Fraternity rush is more about who you know and connections. Many start inviting potential members over the summer to their houses to see if they vibe well with everyone else. Then during the official week of rush, frats will hold events or dinners that are invite only and from there they narrow their choices before handing out bids.

PNM: potential new member

Pledge: A non-initiated member of a fraternity. He isn’t considered a full-fledged member and this is usually where the “hazing” happens and a good chunk of them are first years

Chapter: a weekly mandatory meeting held at the sorority house where members come and learn about upcoming events and etc.

Initiation: a very very secretive ceremony that is different for every organization but this is where the new members are officially indoctrinated into being a member of the sorority or fraternity. It’s usually really formal (almost cult-like with coordinated dress code, usually long white dresses) and a big deal.

Bid: the official invitation you receive from the sorority or fraternity to join them

Bid day: an important day at the end of rush week where new members run home (sometimes literally) and the sororities throw huge celebrations to celebrate the new members that have received a bid from them

GBig/Big/little: a big is usually an older member of your organization that is a mentor figure that basically takes you under their wing and helps you adjust to your life in Greek. While not always, these relationships are usually one that develops to an actual older sister/younger sister situation. Your GBig would be the big of your big and all together you would refer to everyone in your group as a family and the little would be the new member

Tailgate: pre-game for a big sports game and it usually involves lots of day drinking, barbecuing, yard games, and socializing

Darty: day-party

Formal/Semi-formal: kinda like college prom for fraternities and sororities. Usually held in like some city (New Orleans) or a special place and it’s really fun as you’re probably gonna be drunk at it

Game day pin/stickers: Im not sure that this is a thing outside of the South but because it is a thing everyone has on gamedays i’m going to add it. It’s like pins or stickers that usually showcases your sorority’s support for your school. Pins are worn by the members (and maybe parents or significant others as they aren’t handed out in bulks like the stickers are so if you see someone who isn’t in that sorority wearing a pin, then they probably have a close relationship with whoever gave it to them) and stickers are put on just anyone who wants one. Click this link for some examples.

Letters: the Greek letters for you fraternity or sorority. For example the two main organizations in this story is Epsilon Nu (EN) and Alpha Epsilon Sigma (AEΣ). Many Greek members will be seen sporting their letters on their shirts, hats, computers, backpacks, water bottles, etc.

Dues: how much you pay the organization and it usually covers the cost for the house, meals, membership, etc.

Date Party/Socials/Mixer: social events that usually have a theme or is held with other fraternities. I’ve been to like My-tie, ski lodge, Hawaiian luau, country-club, etc and they’re just a real fun time to socialize and spend time with your fellow sisters

Philanthropy: Usually each organization has a specific charity or awareness they raise money for (ZTA raises breast cancer awareness and Tri-Delt raises money for St. Jude) and there will also be drives or events held to raise money or volunteer

Executive Board: aka exec is the leadership council for your organization. For example: President, VP of Recruitment, Standards chair, etc.

Standards: This is like HR or risk management. This is the board that makes sure the girls follow rules and policies and if they don’t, then you will be called to standards and given consequences based on what you did wrong. Example: I got fined for talking to a PNM who was a friend of mine outside of rush during recruitment week.

Author’s Note: I might add more as I write but seriously if you have any questions do not hesitate to send them my way and i will be more than happy to do my best to try to explain things further also I have made my mind to further expand this universe and create stories with some of the other members! so look out for those in the near future!

#sunghoon smut #sunghoon fluff #sunghoon scenarios #sunghoon x reader #sunghoon #enhypen #enhypen x reader #enhypen smut #enhypen scenarios #frat au #fic: pink whitney

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olivyh · 3 years

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TWST FAMILY HCS PT2) Savanaclaw and Octavinelle

Feel free to tack on your own Hc’s too!!! I love reading what other people think and how their view of the characters and of Twisted Wonderland in general change from person to person!!!

Savanaclaw:

Leona:

-Farena: We already know Leona describes his brother as being carefree and relaxed, but deep under that I think he’s a deeply intelligent man (how can you run a kingdom and be stupid?). He tries his best to make time in his schedule for his wife and child, and even try to get bonding tike with his younger brother (which never works out well). He tries to teach Cheka as much as he can, often giving him little life lessons while they play games. He’s a very kind and straightforward man, often being blunt when he doesn’t mean to. He stands a little taller than Leona, with Orange hair similar to Chekas. He keeps his hair tied out of his face as much as he can.

-Sister-in-law Kingscholar: A strong and confident woman, not afraid to speak her mind when she wants to. She’s blunt and she’d let you know about it. She’s also very kind in her own way, often dragging Leona off and trying to have serious talks with him, which he appreciates but doesn’t show. She adores Cheka and often spoils him without meaning to, and will spoil Leona too (but indirectly in a way similar to Ace’s father’s). Also very intelligent and good at reading people. I think she stands a little shorter than Leona, but she holds herself higher, and he slouches, so it looks as if they’re the same height. She has long yellow hair (again, similar to the ends of Cheka’s) that she often ties back as well.

-Cheka: We already know him, so heres a few Hcs!: He sometimes asks his mother to do his hair the same way as Leona’s, and tries to do everything like him (such as standing like him, trying to deepen his voice to sound like him, throwing sand at various objects in the castle yelling “King’s Roar!!”)

Ruggie:

-Grandma Bucchi: As he said himself, a stern and prideful woman. I think she’d be on the stricter side, having to teach Ruggie how to survive rather than him having to face those hard truths alone. She likely stands a lot shorter, likely 5’0 (sorry to anyone whos that height), than most other beastwomen. She’s a lot physically stronger than she looks, often still trying to pick Ruggie up at his age. She tries to spoil him when she can, trying to make him relax after working and taking over the household chores (which he declines, still cleaning up when she’s not looking- which earns him a smack to the head with a broom). She’s also a prankster, quietly jumping out from corners and scaring Ruggie or one of the other children. I think she feels a lot of regret over seeing Ruggie grow up so fast in the environment that he had, but she’s the proudest grandma ever. Whenever he sends pictures back she boasts to everyone at home (“See that! That’s my grandson’s school! See that there! He plays magift and is one of the best on the team! Look there! He’s got those nice ceremony robes!”), and even boasts about him with what little baby pictures they have (“See him walking at such a young age? Isn’t he so strong?”) Will never stop talking about her grandson, ever.

-Neighborhood kids: I think they’re like little siblings to Ruggie, so I’m adding them. They try to tale over what Ruggie did when he was at home, helping people fix up their houses or entertaining the baby hyenas when their mothers have other things to do. They also leave gifts to Ruggie when he comes back, between little dolls they made, bracelets they thought he’d like, charms, or pretty rocks and leaves. He keeps all of the gifts, no matter how small.

-His mom (bc the poor woman deserves a spot)(Poor meaning unfortunate)(The more i think abt it, both. It means both. Bad time?): I think she looked a lot like him, but with brighter blue eyes than his. She was definitely a prankster at heart, leaving clever traps behind for any poor soul to get stuck in. She was a very hardworker much like her son, taking on any task she could find to help out her mother. I think she’d try to leave as much behind for Ruggie as she could, which would include little notes and scribbles about how she was feeling throughout her pregnancy and how excited she was for him. Ruggie also kept all of those safe and sound, in a small box he keeps in the corner of his room.

(Can you guess who my fav chara is?)

Jack:

-Grandma & Grandpa Howl: A very loving couple, who always make time out of their schedule for their grandchildren, whether it be for school events, emergencies, or if any one of them want to come by and talk. They met when Grandpa Howl got lost and wandered by Grandma Howl’s family’s cabin (which happens to be the one they, and the rest of the family, still live in to this day) and he spent the night. I think they fell in love at first sight :’)

-Mama Howl: A very soft and loving beastwoman who is willing to sacrifice anything for her children. She is often strict, and sometimes a chatterbox, but she always reminds her children to stay safe and that she loves them. She always pats their head or cheek when she walks by, even if she has to reach a little to plant a kiss on Jack’s forehead. I think her hair would be a little darker grey, and she’d definitely be a little more muscular and taller, reaching six ft one when standing straight up. She’d have the same yellow eyes as Jack, and her hair would be cropped shorter due to her still moving around a lot.

-Papa Howl: Very similar to Jack personality and appearance wise. He stands an inch or two shorter than Jack, but is still very muscular due to working around the house and in the woods (chopping wood for the campfire, dragging around tools, carrying three wolf pups at a time in his younger days (only one now wants to be carried, which hurts the poor man’s heart a bit)

-Baby brother Howl: Huffy and a little moody, but a hard worker even if he complains while doing it most of the time. That’s often with his parents, but when he does something with Jack he doesn’t complain a bit. He’s very attached to his older brother, looking up to him for his strength and strong morals. He often compares him to superheroes and star athletes in his mind, but sometimes it slips out, resulting in one very embarrassed wolf boy and another very flattered wolf boy, ignore their wagging tails, it means nothing. I think he stands pretty tall for a preteen, around 5’7-5’8 and growing taller by the day. Same hair and eye color as Jack. Acts like he doesn’t like to play games with his younger sister but will never turn down a game of tag.

-Baby sister Howl: An absolute sweetheart. She just wants the best for her family and will do whatever she can to make what they want happen. Jack is hungry? Good thing she made her special dessert (it’s a poptart with whipped cream messily piled on top with sprinkles and literal sugar cubed wedged in it, but don’t tell her you don’t like it, please she’d actually bawl). Her other older brother is tired? She can get him extra blankets! Mama needs help cleaning? She can mop (she really just throws water on the floor and praises herself for a job well done). Papa need to cut wood? She can- no, she can’t. Please don’t give her an axe. She’ll cheer him from the sidelines with a song she made up just for him instead! She has their mother’s grey hair and father’s dark brown eyes, and loves to do her hair like the princesses she sees on Tv! (Yes, Jack will wear a too-small dress and Tiara if his sister wants to play princess. No, he will not let anyone take pictures.)

Octavinelle:

Tweels:

-Mama Leech: At first glance, a very kind woman with soft eyes. Willing to open her arms to anyone who might need help. Then, a terrifying grin similar to Floyd’s as that poor unfortunate soul realizes the trap they’d been thrown in. She’s very kind and patient towards both her boys and husband, as well as their friends (even of she is on guard near their friends, throwing a few hollow threats to see if it’d scare them away)(She doesn’t like to share her babies). She dotes on the tweels as much as possible, indulging im whatever curiosity they may have. Floyd wants to know what going through riptide is like? They leave tomorrow to find one. Jade wants to know more about life on land? She’ll find as many books as possible and ask (threaten) people for their land belongings. She knows when too far is too far though, and is very skilled at reeling the boys back in if they get to that point. Will always call them her little guppies, no matter how big they get. I think she’d have a teal bob on top, with the underside of her hair being black (which makes her hair look color changing when she swims). Im her human form shes only a few inches shorter than her boys, ranging around the same as Jack’s mother.

-Papa Leech: The definition of old Hollywood New York mob boss. Strict and blunt about his interests and problems, and not afraid to cause any problems if provoked. When the tweels were younger and they’d wrestle and bite at him, he’d throw them off him easily, telling them they need to work to beat him, even if he was impressed by their teamwork at first. Will die to protect his family, and was likely put in that position many times in the past due to his uh… business. He values his wife and children more than anything, and has done everything in his power in the past to protect them from harm. When they went to NRC at first, he felt defeated and almost wanted to beg them to stay safe with him (not that his pride would allow it).(Both the tweels can see through his facade easily)

Azul:

-Grandma ‘grotto: A very stern and prim octomermaid. What she says goes in the Ashengrotto house, and she often catches herself making unnecessary comments. She does apologize. Also a very loving grandmother towards Azul, often babying him whenever possible (doing the classic “you’re not eating enough here take some more” grandma move)(She will smooch his face whenever possible when there are no business clients nearby). Tries to boost his confidence since she knew about what was happening to him (Chances are she went through the same thing- being an octomer as well) and dod her best to protect him and make him happy. She taught him how to write with his tentacles and encouraged him to do his best in everything he does.

-Mama ‘grotto: Another businesslady in the front absolute softie in the back situation. Adores her son and is incredibly proud of how far he’s come.I think she looks identical to Azul, but more heavyset and, of course, female. She coddled Azul as much as possible, which worked out well with baby Azul’s clingy nature. She had no shame in walking around with the little guy stuck to her (unless he smacked a tentacle to her face when she was working on her restaurant), and made sure everyone knew what a good boy he was. She would show pictures to everyone (similar to Ruggie’s grandma), but respects his wishes in wanting to hide pictures of his past. She still shows anyone who asks pictures of him at NRC (compliments to the twins, who send her updates when her son is busy), and will tell everyone how smart he is and how much he’s grown.

-Step-Papa grotto: A very professional man in every aspect of his life, which stretches to his relationship with his stepson. When he learns about the contracts and Azuls UM, he’s over the moon with how happy he is. He swam around with a little more pep than usual, flicking his tail and flaring out his fins the more and more Azul told him. He helps him reword and format his contracts to his advantage, and is always willing to talk with him about Mostro Lounge or (on rare occasion) some memories before Step papa Ashengrotto met Mama Ashengrotto (which always make him happy that Azul trusts him enough). I think he’d be a pretty generic looking Mer, with an average looking tail and such

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hitoshisbabygirl · 3 years

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Author's Notes ♡: Hello hello! Here’s my POCuties collab piece for Valentine’s Day. Even though today sometimes makes me feel unloved please know everyone is deserving of love and even if you don’t have someone this year, you can have me! I love you and so do your favs okay? (✿◠‿◠) ~ bunny ❥

Warnings : none! Just very sweet (a bit of the reader feeling like a burden to tamaki so a touch of sadness here and there)

Word count : 2.1k

Paring(s) : Tamaki Amajiki x F! Reader (fem pronouns)

Enjoy ♡

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Forever // T. Amajiki

Being with Tamaki for a few years taught his lover a lot. She saw more sides of him than most, and it made her heart swell to see the usually quiet boy happy and determined when he accomplished something he was trying for or when he was down she knew just how to cheer him up.

As the day drew on she realised just how much she loved him and how much she wished for him to be home, to give him a big kiss as he came through the door, knowing that his day was long, plagued with paperwork and patrols. Hearing the door open she saw her tall boyfriend enter, hood over his eyes as he let out a sigh, stretching as he felt his body being encased by his girlfriend “Hello butterfly how was your day” His low voice spoke out as she gave him a bright smile “It was nice heaving the day off but i missed you Tama” she pouted as he gave her a chuckle, kissing her forehead “I missed you too, the office was a bore without my adorable secretary” Moving into their shared apartment Tamaki saw food already laid out in front of him “I ran you some bath water too” [ ] called out as she rounded the wall separating the kitchen and living room “Y-you didn't have to do that love im-” A finger silenced his pleas “Let me take care of you okay? You need your rest and i didnt want you to worry about anything coming home except relaxing and cuddling with me okay?” [ ] said as she stood on her tippy toes, kissing the top of his cheek “Tamaki Amajiki we have been doing this for years, won't you please let me love you without trying to outdo me ; you deserve it, you're a wonderful hero, you're my hero and eventually...you'll be our family hero..once we have one..” She trailed off as he stared at her, watching a sadden face appear over her features. Shaking it off as soon as it had appeared she gave him another smile “Its alright. There's no rush, i'm here for the long haul , me and you okay?�� she said as she let his face go , heading to the couch “Now go go, hurry up before the food gets cold.” She teased as he gave her a soft look, coming over to kiss her cheek “Okay i wont argue butterfly”

These little things stuck with him, her caring ways, cooking for him, cleaning his office while hed be gone, even doing some of his paperwork while he was on parole. He loved her so much and enjoyed all of the little things here and there she did for him. He ddi the same, and each time made her cry, not out of being upset but for how caring he was to her. Bringing her roses, making sure she didnt have to cook if he could help it, spa days and doing more crafts and bonding with her whenever they could. But he realized while she helped him with so much he felt like he struggled. She struggled with her own issues too, similar to his. Sometimes she felt like she wasnt enough, she had her own anxieties and could get in a sup when she felt inadequate, unlovable and unwanted. But to him, to tamaki he loved everything about her, and she was one of the strongest people he knew. He felt motivated and glad to have her as the one he wished to marry , to have kids with, to start a family. But that also broke his heart when the topic came up she did usually didnt talk much about it, happily making plans but going back on them by saying ‘if i was a good mother’ She didnt want to dissapoint their future kids, didnt want to be a lacking mother or wife. As usual Tamaki came home, but htis time he went past the wonderful smelling food in the kitchen and to their bedroom, his cute girlfriend wrapped up in a blanket “How are you feeling butterfly?” He asked as she gave him a smile, reaching over to hug him “Im oaky! Just a bit overwhelmed is all, im sorry i passed out during the meeting..” She said as she gave him a hurt look before continuing “I shouldve tried harder to stay and present with you i-” Before she could finish he gave her a kiss, stopping her words “You needed rest. Im still surprised you got up to cook, did you at least take a nap love?” He asked as she shook her head , causing him to smile “Good. i love you butterfly and i woudnt change that for the world” he said as she smiled, giving him a hug “I’d hope so” She giggled as he pouted “Never doubt my love for you [ ], no matter what im gonna be here, i promise okay?” he said as she nuzzled the boy, kissing his nose “ And i for you Tamaki”

February came in , the happy couple had started up to take more time off to do more things and enjoy eachothers presence in the month of love. As the days went by Tamaki noticed [ ] was having odd days. From sleeping long hours of the day to just crying randomly, he knee something was wrong. Coming from the store he heard sobbing from their bathroom. Terrified , he tried to enter only feeling the door being locked “[ ] baby whats wrong? Can i come in?” with no response he nervously knocked again. “[ ] please...whats wrong” He pleaded as the door unclicked, showing his still beautiful but tear stained cheeked girl. “T-tama..” She cried as she just jumped into his arms, scaring the indigo haired boy “Baby are you okay?” he asked as she took in a breath before smiling sadly “Y-yeah i am..” She said as he picked her up, taking them into the living room. “I love you..and whatever is making you feel like this..if i can help let me okay?” Tamaki said as [ ] shook her head, placing it into his shoulder as they fell asleep.

Every day from her breakdown Tamaki came to her office with a rose, ate lunch with her and made sure she was hydrated and well. Once the week of valentines day came up, he had his plan set in motion. He had their schedules fixed, the week off for themselves as they did different things. A spa day the first day, a picnic the next, shopping at an expensive store for clothes. Then an art day where they drew (or tried to ) eachother and made art fro and about the other. Once the day of Valentines came however, it was different. It started with them taking a shower together, Tamaki cooking breakfast in bead for [ ] as they talked through the morning. Tamaki told her the outfits they ha gotten the days prior was for tonight which gave [ ] the jitters. She was excited for what her pro hero boyfriend had instore for them. Once they got to the restaurant all eys were on them. [ ]’s long black dress falttereed tamakis white suit and black bow tie. The two of them sat and started to eat, coversating with some fans who so happend to be around thwm. One was a small girl with wide hopeful eyes. She came to the couple with her mom in toe “Im so sorry to interrupt you two, my daughter wouldnt let mt husband and me rest until she came over to you guys” the wmoan laughed, causing bothe members to smile “Hello there how are you?” Tamaki asked the girl as she stepped from behind her mother “ H-hi my name is Shiemi a-and i really like you suneater!” The small girl said , causing [ ] , Tamaki and her mom to smile “Why thank you Shiemi, i hope im a good hero for you” Tamaki responded as the little girl shook her head “The best! Youre so cool. A-and your wife is pretty like mama! I like you dress miss suneater” The girl said , causing [ ] to stutter as she sipped her water “O-oh why thank you Shiemi but Im-” before she could continue she saw her boyfriend give the woman and her daughter a wide smile “She is, inst she?” He said as he turned to [ ] , moving from his chair “Tama what are you-” [ ] asked again as he leaned to the little girls ear , then to the mothers as they both gave him a smile, the woman happily shaking her head as her daughter followed the hero. Confused, [ ] watched as he picked the little girl up, putting her atop of the bar table “Hey everyone! Suneater has an announcement!” she yelled as most people turned around or to the table in the middle of the room, watching and smiling at the energetic child and pro hero “In fact I do, [ ] would you mind standing?” Tamaki asked as she gave him a wide eyed look, standing as he gave her a smile, extending and hand to her as she joined his side

“H-hey guys , as you know um..this si my lovely girlfriend and partner [ ]” He started as she gave everyone in the room a wary smile, her face feeling hot as he continued “ Ive known her for years, and weve been dating for some of those, she's seen me through thick and thin, helped me out in a pinch and made me feel like the strongest man alive, well next to almight…” he whispered as some of the people laughed, more paying them attention “And through all of this….i could think of a more beautiful and right person to spend the rest of my life with” And with the the young child handed the now kneeling man a ring as some whooped and hollered, others recording as both [ ] and the girls mother had tears in their eyes “[ ] [ ], the love of my life, my butterfly, i couldnt think of a more beautiful person inside and out to be with, will you give me the honor and make me the happiest man on this earth to be my wife?” He asked as the ring was revealed, diamond glistening as his own tear filled eyes looked to hers. Thinking her voice would fail her she shook her head yes, causing the room to yell as she had her ring put on her finger , jumping to hug her standing fiance as they hugged and cried, video of the engagement spreading as he thought to himself ‘I can now have my family, my endless love with you my dear butterfly’

As their wedding came , all of their friends and family came, including the new found friends of the young Shiemi and her parents. The ceremony went though flawlessly, Shiemi being their flower girl as the newlyweds ran down the easel , heading for their limo as they herded for the reception. The family spoke on how happy they were from their marriage, friends giving their comments on how they knew the couple would get married as the couple laughed at some stories and comments about their relationship. The night ended with so much love and joy for the new couple, startint their life together\

Two years went by before valentines day came again, three years to the day he had proposed arrived. Happily and ready to celebrate Tamaki woke up to his wife missing, hearing her fumble in the bathroom. Heading to the room he was shocked to she her in a disarray , eyes foggy as she met his “Tama...i have a surprised” She said as her teras fell down her face. Confused and still a bit tired , he gave her a look as she handed him a blue and while stick. The word pregnant snapped him awake as more tears started to fall, handing him two and three more all with the same small but powerful word “Im..gonna be a dad?” He asked as she smiled, shaking her head as she hugged the trembling girl “T-tama i'm gonna be a mom..what if i'm not good enough…” She sobbed as he cooed her, kissing her lips as his tears fell with hers “You're gonna be great Butterfly, i promise, you're gonna be so so great” He said as his heart swelled feeling her lips against his ‘This...This is forever , a love i wished for...and i couldn't have asked for more of a way to live my life...i love you butterfly’

#my hero academia #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha x reader #amajiki tamaki #tamaki amakiji x reader #pocuties 💕#pocuties collab

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stray-tori · 3 years

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TPN Vol 8 - Chapter 62-65 First Thoughts

note: some of the content here might be redundant with standalone posts. I sometimes add in thoughts when I get them later.

when geezer's thoughts said "thats not it" it reminded me of his attack in vol 7 where he said "that's not true", and I was honestly expecting for Lucas that it would be "you need to shut up" and im kind of disappointed that it wasn't bc that would have been so emotional jesus christ

also, that his name is blurred out.... I have a hard time believing its just meta, so do you think he's actually forgotten his name or sth? i feel like you could have easily just not have him say his name then like whats the point of putting it there just to blur it aside from trolling your readers i guess

and your anime-onlies who know his name but have agreed not to name-drop so it's just suffering now pff-

it's a hunting ground for nobles, huh? how do you know? Aren't the nobles also in charge of the farms? So they... follow the promise by doing production but then ALSO...... give children to a hunting ground? (but I guess only humans can break the promise so IHDKJKDS OKAY THEN-)

Like there's the two options here:

it's a SECRET hunting ground - the children there are escapees + probably the stolen children Sonju has mentioned he hears about. But demons PROBABLY can't steal from the highest farms right and we've heard that the children in the mass production farms can't even TALK, much less be fun to hunt (now, of course, the validity of Sonju's claims is starkly questioned by geezer-senpai's existence to begin with; so it might just be unreliable exposition).

it's a "secret" hunting ground - escapees are captured and more children are given to the hunting ground by the farms. This could be to appease the demon nobles who "want to hunt humans", so they don't cause problems for the power system the farm nobles have build up. And the "stealing children" is just a cover up for the public (would make sense with the IMMENSE security farms have AND would lign up with what Sonju said not being the entire truth)

IF option 2) is the case, it would imply that not EVERY child shipped out would be gupna'd on the spot (and instead delivered to a hunting ground) - I have accepted it as the procedure but actually, we've only confirmed it with Conny. the only other case we could have - Norman - wasn't seen being gupna'd.

But what doesn't make sense to me is that: the nobles want their highest grade meat, right?

So two options again: 1) there's 2 groups of nobles - ones that just eat them gupna'd and one that wants to hunt them (GP) - OR 2) there is only one group, the latter.

That would be easy to think about but is probably not the case. not every gourmet wants to kill it himself.

And while I think it'd be more reasonable for the farms to be in on it, I think it causes an inconsistency: If escapees get captured by GP, it'd have to be in secret because there's no way the nobles would let up on their meal, right? UNLESS every high quality meat ends up in GP and GP is just what is referred to as the "tifari ceremony" by grandma Sarah. I'm not sure if that is the case though, especially because "the 3 can be shipped out as scheduled" but Emma's birthday hasn't happened yet so she'd not be there normally by now.

IT COULD BE completely off of the farm nobles, but I just have a hard time believing they'd never notice the hunting grounds NOR notice any BIG DEMON, yknow, swooping over the fence and stealing a CHILD. IDK haha- it seems like it'd be a lot smarter to just give them food voluntarily to avoid possible chaos.

But maybe not the highest grade and that's why they're also always on the lookout for escapees - which I STILL THINK aren't common enough to warrant keeping an eye on the ENTIRE territory and which demons are regenerated a lot BUT HEY THAT'S JUST ME. So they are appeased by the government (essentially) but they also keep highest grade escapees on their own terms.

or maybe I'm wrong and escapees really ARE common enough to fill an entire hunting ground. But if that is the case, it DEFINITELY is behind the farm nobles' back (unless they're all part of it).

SO MANY UNLESSES HELP. my brain is melting.

it's sus! It's also quite sus because the promise is to "not hunt each other anymore" BUT humans are the only ones who can break it? It seems so in favor of the demons, but the HUMANS had the UPPER HAND- so what gives? Maybe the promise is something inherently tied to demons, so without them it couldn't exist at all and that's their "upper hand" in the deal?

these goddamn adults man

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angels17324 · 4 years

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The Violet Paladin (Keith x Reader) Ch. 15

Hows quarantine treating everyone? I know I don’t have to explain myself on not posting but guys I want you to know I am a health care worker I’ve been at work for almost 10 hours a day everyday for the last two weeks on both days and nights. So I love you all I know I am trying to keep writing but its hard. Guys if you don’t need to go out please don’t stay home find some new fics to binge read or shows to obsess over I don’t want to lose anyone to this virus. Word Count: Update Schedule: Unknown (Im gonna try and set myself a goal of updating on Wednesdays call me out if I forget guys!!) [Masterlist] [Prev]

When I got back on the castle I learned that Shiro would be in one of the healing pods for a while. I still hadn’t told them anything about what happened, but I’d rather tell them at the same time then one by one. We were all in the healing bay watching Shiro.

“Is he okay?” Hunk asked when we heard Shiro groaning.

“Sometimes the healing process causes involuntary brain waves,” Allura explained.

“It looks like he’s having a bad dream,” Hunk mumbled.

“He just got blasted by a space witch and mauled by giant lizards, what dream could be worse than that?” Keith asked. We all waited for a short while longer before he started to wake up. We had all gathered closer and smiled at him when he opened his eyes. He told us about having a dream of a Galra soldier helping him and some coordinates in his arm.

We waited for Shiro to get dressed before walking down to the green lions hanger. Lance was filling Shiro in on what had happened with him and Hunk and Mermaids? I wasn’t really sure, I was just thankful the attention wasn’t on me, I don’t even know how I’m going to tell them.

“(Y/n)?” I heard Hunk called out.

“Huh?” I looked to see everyone was staring at me.

“You were kind of zoned out there,” Lance looked me.

“Oh…” I breathed.

“You know you’ve been acting really weird since you got back, you’re the only person who never shared what happened while we were all separated,” Pidge crossed her arms.

I sighed, I was going to have to tell them sooner or later and I might as well just get it over with, “I don’t really even know where to start,” I stated. “A lot happened honestly,” I guess I should just ease the information in. “Well, I guess I can start with I crashed onto this planet where I was met by a girl who ended up being the planets princess,” I said I wasn’t trying to be vague but I’m still not sure how they will take it. “She ended up taking me to the queen, where I found out I was on the home of the original Violet Paladin, and at first the queen wasn’t very happy learning that I was the new paladin,”

I explained a bit of what I learned like how they had closed of all communication with the rest of the universe, and how the only reason I think they hadn’t been attacked is because in the Archives I learned that they never shared the location of their planet with anyone. Coran shared that not even Alfor or any of the other original paladins had been to the planet and that I was the first ‘outsider’ I bite my tongue to hold back from correcting him at least yet. “Okay but none of that explains why you’ve been acting weird,” Pidge said ever observant she is.

“It might just be easier to show you then tell you.” I pulled out my phone I had snapped a photo of the picture that the Queen showed me and I showed it to the group.

“It looks like you, but it’s not,” Pidge state.

“Is this some creepy twin in space thing?” Lance asked.

“No, how do I put this… it’s true it’s not me, but it’s also not a twin thing… I mean, except the actual picture in this is over 28 years old.” I explained, I could almost see the wheels turning in their heads. “It’s my mom!” I exclaimed not really being able to take it anymore.

“How!” Pidge was the first to speak up since she was the only person here to ever meet my mom.

“Wait what?” Lance was the next one to speak up. I explained to them as much as I knew which still wasn’t much other then the fact that she was the queen’s little sister. It felt so much better to have this off my chest. We continued to the hanger to find out what if anything was in Shiro’s arm. The whole way down Lance kept questioning me about everything, I was kind of annoyed but I just ignored him.

While we were waiting for Pidge to find the coordinates I just kept thinking about everything that's happened. I wonder if my mother would have ever told me about this? And if that was why she was mad that I had joined the garrison.

Eventually Pidge found the coordinates, but Allura didn’t seem too happy about trusting something from the Galra but we went ahead and used a wormhole to get to the base. In front of us were these large crystals they were kinda cool.

“Well this is it. No signs of life, living or otherwise.” Coran said. “I don’t want to bring the castle any closer those xanthorium chucks contain highly unstable nitrate salts even bumping one can blow us straight to Wozblay,” Okay slightly less cool.

“Are you sure this is right?” Shiro asked.

“These are the coordinates Number Six gave me.” Coran said.

“Hey! My decryption is solid,” Pidge defended glaring at Coran.

“We’ve gotta be missing something,” Shiro said. We ended up waiting a few minutes before alarms began blaring.

“There’s an intruder in the Castle!” Coran shouted. Allura found him on level five. We all suited up and went down. We each began running through the halls to find this guy. Lance was the first to find him. I began to head back towards Lance listening to Corans commentary. Next they ran by Pidge. I soon found him dragging Pidge and being followed by Lance, and I joined following them.

Then Hunk who somewhat blasted at us. We all chased him but kinda lost him as he ran towards Keith. That was the only good part of Coran’s commentary is we knew where this guy was. By the time Hunk, Lance and I caught up with Keith was quite literally hurled at us knocking the four of us down.

We watched as Shiro and the guy were at each other’s throats before they both backed down. And that’s when Allura slammed him into the wall. When Shiro explained that the guy was the Galra soldier he’d remembered.

We eventually had him chained up in our common room. Ulaz was apparently a Galra soldier in this secret underground revolution called the Blade of Marmora. The coordinates we had were actually corrected its just the base was hidden in a space fold. Honestly you could feel the tension between everyone from Allura’s mistrust of Ulaz, to the rest of us kinda being on the same side as her, except Shiro.

Everyone except Lance, Allura, and Coran took the Red Lion to the base. We learned that they had several members in the ranks of Zarkon’s army including his main ship which is why we got away last time. Pidge asked about her family, which Ulaz agreed to transfer prison data to the castle of lions.

“What’s that weapon you carry?” Keith asked.

“It’s a ceremonial blade that each of our members carry,” Ulaz explained. “Oh, nice,” Keith said. Alarms began blaring again. We opened a screen to see another one of those stupid robeasts, but how did it find us this time? Before we left, Ulaz gave Shiro coordinates. Allura blamed Ulaz for us being found, but this time I think I agree with Shiro I don’t think Ulaz told Zarkon we were here.

We waited in our lions but soon the fight was on. But this thing was nearly impossible to beat, it sucked in the crystals before blasting us, or it tried to suck us in. Ulaz left after the base was revealed… maybe he’s not one of the good guys. No time for that though as the beast tried to suck in the castle. We managed to stop that, but our plan to blow it up after didn’t work. It tried to suck us in again.

“I’m going to take this down from the inside!” We heard Ulaz call.

“No let us handle this!” Shiro tried.

“Voltron is too important,” was the last thing he said to us before he flew into the beasts mouth, just as we thought it didn’t work it started to fold in on itself. He opened a space pocket inside the beast.

When we returned to the castle no one seemed in too high of spirits. I decided to walk around for a bit too maybe clear my head. So much has happened in the last couple of days its been a lot to process. Honestly, how long had it been since we’d left earth? It didn’t seem like that long but there was no day in night in space, we had a schedule but it was more like we slept for a few hours and we stayed up until we were ready to pass out.

I finally decided maybe going to bed would be the best option right now to clear my mind. I slowly walked down the hall being quiet because I’m sure everyone else is probably trying to sleep now. I was almost to my room when I noticed Keith in front of my door.

“You need something?” I asked.

“Oh yeah, I just wanted to talk,” He said.

“About?” I wondered what he wanted to talk about.

“A few things actually,” He said. “Would you mind if we went in my room for a minute?” I blushed a bit at the request but nodded I did tell him we could talk if he ever needed to. We went to his room. We both sat on his bed.

“Alright what’s up? I’m not the only one who’s been acting kind of weird lately you’ve gotten more reckless,” I said noting his behavior from the last few days? Weeks? But it was more than that almost like he was also being protective. “Remember that sword Ulaz had?” He asked.

“Yeah, you seemed pretty interested in it,”

“Well it’s because of this,” Keith pulled out a dagger from under his pillow, it had a weird marking, kinda like Ulaz.

“Where or how’d you get it if you don’t mind my asking?” I looked at him. “I’ve kind of always had it, I thought it was weird but now it's even weirder because the marking is similar to Ulaz,” Keith explained. “That means the Galra were on earth at some point,”

“But Ulaz also did say that only the Blades of Marmora had them,” I said. “And I’d reason that if my mom and possibly my dad made it to earth without being detected by the garrison then who’s to say someone else couldn’t? And for all we know, maybe it was imbedded in a meteorite or something and your parents found it and thought it was cool,”

“You might be right,” He smiled a bit.

“What else do you want to talk about?” I asked. I could tell there was something else, we didn’t know about the Blades until today so he hasn’t been acting weird because of that.

“Oh, well, how do I put this…” He said looking down.

“Keith-” I was cut off, I was so shocked Keith was kissing me!

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cruddykawa · 5 years

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Sugawara x Reader | Assigned

uhhh ok ive been on a like writing marathon if u couldnt tell bc im just trying to not study for finals and basically im filling my brain with fluff instead of actual material that will lead to me to grad which is in like 4 days woohooo im literally this close to finishing undergrad pray for mi in these hard times lfmaooo

i got this off a scenario list thing where basically your seats are assigned next to each other lol

sugawara x reader

word count: 1188

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You somehow managed to make it to the venue for the wedding ceremony in time. You had nearly run here, in fear that you’d would be late to your friend’s wedding. You guessed going to gym more frequently made up for something because when you checked your phone you managed to be 15 minutes early.

Thankfully, the seats were assigned, so having to find a chair wouldn’t be a struggle. You quickly checked the seating chart and headed to your row. Once you found your seat, you settled down next to a silver-haired man. While looking at all the extravagant decorations in awe, the man next to you said, “I wonder how much money they spent on this whole event.”

You looked at him a little wide eyed and then laughed, “I was actually thinking the same thing.”

He smiled at you and introduced himself, “I’m Sugawara Koushi.”

You introduced yourself and asked, “How do you know the couple?”

“I was classmates with the groom in high school. We played volleyball together.” he answered, “You?”

“I know the bride through our club in university.” You smiled, “I heard that Daichi played volleyball in high school.”

“Ahh, our fearful captain.” Sugawara smirked.

You broke out in laughter, “Fearful? I don’t know Daichi that well, but I’ve never seen him as scary!”

“You’d be surprised.” Sugawara replied.

The two of you were looking each other in the eye, but then his eyes went up to your hair. You worriedly asked, “Is there anything wrong with my hair?”

He pointed to the left side of your head and said, “Just right there. There’s a couple of stray hairs sticking out. You attempted to fix your hair, but you felt yourself making it worse. Sugawara chuckled, “Here.”

He gently brushed his fingers through your hair and was able to fix the stray hairs. You could feel your cheeks turn red, and you thanked him. He smiled, “Don’t worry about it.”

“I probably should’ve checked myself in the bathroom before coming into the ceremony hall.” You admitted, “I was actually scared that I’d be late, so I nearly ran here.”

“Well, other than those stray hairs, I’d say you look great.” Sugawara complimented.

“Thank you!” you smiled.

Soon after the ceremony started, and the two of you headed to the reception together. Both of you looked at the chart, and Sugawara pointed out, “We’re sitting next to each other again!”

You looked to see where his fingers were, and you nodded, “I’m glad about that because, frankly, I don’t know too many people here.”

“I’ll introduce you to the old Karasuno volleyball team because it looks like we’ve all been placed at the same table.” He laughed.

The two of you headed your designated table and sat next to each other. Sugawara immediately started to introduce you to his old high school classmates. After the first dance, dinner was served. You couldn’t help but smile when you saw them all interact. You asked Sugawara, “Do you guys hang out frequently?”

He looked at you and said, “Well, this is actually the first time we’ve all been together other since high school. It’s hard to meet up altogether since some of us have really busy schedules.”

Sugawara pointed at the people he called Hinata and Kageyma, “They’re on the national volleyball team! Kageyama learned everything he knows from me!”

The tall and brown-haired person next to Sugawara, introduced to you as Asahi, burst out in laughter, “Sure. That’s where Kageyama learned it all from.”

You cocked your head in confusion and but joined in laughing, “It’s great to see that you guys still get along so well with each other despite it being such a long time.”

Sugawara looked at you and grinned agreeably.

The bride and groom were making their rounds around the tables, and they soon reached the one that you were all sitting at. Sugawara playfully punched Daichi in the gut and laughed, “Congratulations!”

Daichi slightly groaned in pain but beamed, “Thank you! I’m so glad you all could make it.”

Daichi and the rest of the table were catching up in each other’s lives, and you were talking to your friend, the bride. You smiled, “You look so beautiful today.”

“I’d say you don’t look too shabby yourself.” She looked at Sugawara behind you with a cheeky smile, “So how are you and Sugawara getting along?”

You felt a blush rise up to your cheeks, “I knew us sitting together at the ceremony and reception wasn’t a coincidence.”

Your friend stuck her tongue out, “As soon as I met Sugawara, I knew you two would get along. So, how’s it going?”

“Not half bad, to be honest.” You cleared your throat, “He’s really funny and cute.”

Your friend clapped her hands together, “I’m so glad!”

You tried to stop her cheering, “Well, we don’t know if he thinks the same way about me, so let’s not get carried away.”

“Whatever,” your friend rolled her eyes, “anyways, there’s an open bar, so grab some drinks.”

“I don��t want to say that I came for the open bar, but I am glad there is one.” You grinned.

Your friend looked at Daichi, “We gotta visit the rest of the tables, but trust me, I wanna come back and talk also! But we have to do our duties first!” Your friend pulled Daichi by the arm and smiled, “We’ll see you guys in a bit!”

The table waved to the newlyweds, and Sugawara asked, “So, what did you guys talk about?”

“Nothing really…” You awkwardly chuckled, “Other than the open bar, which I’m probably going to visit like now.”

Sugawara stood up from his chair, “I’ll go with you!”

You grabbed a drink and soon the music started to play causing everyone to dance. You pulled Sugawara onto the dance floor with you, and the two of you were dancing together.

The both of you decided to take a break from dancing and sit at your table. After you had a couple of drinks from the bar, you already felt yourself start to loosen up. “You’ll never believe how much thought went into us being sat together.”” you began, “My friend assigned both of our seating arrangements because she thought we would be a good match for each other.”

Sugawara looked at Daichi and the bride who were definitely spectating your guys’ interaction, but as soon as he spotted them, they moved their gazes away from them. He chuckled, “Frankly, I’m not surprised if Daichi had some sort of hand in it.”

“Well, do you think they were right about us?” you curiously asked.

Sugawara looked at you with a coy smile, “Maybe we can talk about it over coffee after this wedding.”

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madamslayyy · 5 years

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Prisoner of Love (Erik “N’Jadaka” Killmonger x Black! Reader)

Pairing: Erik Killmonger x Black! Reader

A/N: IM 👏🏾 HORRIBLE 👏🏾WITH 👏🏾DEADLINES 👏🏾BUT 👏🏾I 👏🏾MADE 👏🏾IT 👏🏾✊🏿‼️ So this is my submission for @hoopshoney and @purple-apricots Valentines Day Fic Fest, With Love, From Wakanda . This is actually shorter than I intended but I ran out of time so one day a part two might pop up (but it won’t be anytime soon, I’m so sorry y’all). Anyways this is it, I didn’t know who to tag so I just tagged random ppl I thought might be interested.

Warning: Kidnapping??? Imprisonment. Loss of Will. Nothing triggering honestly but conceptually I could see this being a problem.

Prompt: 27. “Nothing was planned but it certainly worked out for me.”

~*~

“You could smile, y’know. I walked all the way down here to see your pretty ass and this the reception I get?” His dimples flaired more than usual when he was angry. And he was always angry.

He’d gotten into a sort of routine. He’d come see you every three days and if you behaved he’d give you a present. You never behaved the way he wanted, never disrespectful/ disruptive but not the lovestruck admirer he craved either. You might not have much entertainment in this glass cage he’d condemned you to but you had come to find a smidgen of pleasure in watching him burn the trinkets in front of you after he didn’t get what he wanted. There was something about seeing his effort go to waste that made you feel victorious, even if only for a millisecond.

“Some way to treat ya king. Gonna make sure we break you-out of that real soon.” He sank into the throne like chair he’d had installed in the room (on the other side of the glass) and so began the ritual. He’d sit in the other side of the glass for hours, telling you about his day, his Kingly duties, how he was going to ‘fix’ Wakanda and then the world. He would talk to you about any and everything and of course you’d sit there and listen silently, like a good prisoner does.

On days when he’d run out of things to say, he’d simply gaze at you as if you were the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. You hated every second of it.

The first day you’d been in-prisoned by N’Jadaka was the second day he’d been King. You worked for the crown as a bookkeeper, a boring paperwork filled job swarming with numbers, algorithms, expenses, and budgets. The newly instated King has stormed the Wakandan Department of Finance to let everyone know they were fired and could go home, he wasn’t about to let anyone ‘budget’ his revolution.

You’d been on your way out he door when he violently grabbed your arm, nearly breaking it. You turned your big doe-like eyes to him, fear instantly taking residence within you. It was public knowledge that this man had savagely murdered the former King T’Challa and Spiritual Leader Zuri in cold blood. If he could put an end to them so frivolously, then it would be nothing for him to kill a nobody such as yourself.

“What’s your name,” He asked in a voice barely above a whisper. Your face must have gave way to your confusion because his grip on your arm loosened, but only marginally.

“Your name, ma. I won’t ask again,” he commanded. Even with you blood running cold in your veins, you could recognize he was easily the most handsome man you’d ever come encounter with.

“Y-Y/N.... your highness,” you squeaked. You felt like you were about to pass out.

“The voice matches the face... and the body.” he murmured to himself. He continued staring at you for what felt like an eternity before he finally nodded to his second-in-comamnd. You knew immediately who he was. W’Kabi, leader of the border tribe, traitor to Wakanda and the crown.

“Take her into custody,” he barked and immediately you found yourself being dragged away by two of W’Kabi’s men. That was the last day of your freedom.

“Look at me y/n,” he said in a stern voice, breaking you from your train of thought.

“I am,” you said softly. Even if your mind was a million miles away, you always kept your eyes on him. It would take less than a second for him to press the button on his Kimoyo beads to make the glass between the two of you vanish. Though you were already completely at his mercy, it often felt as if the glass barrier that kept you locked in your cell was the only form of protection you had from him.

“No you’re not. Your eyes are on me but you’re not seeing me.” You knew he couldn’t bare when all of your attention wasn’t completely focused on him. In the abundance of free time being King N’Jadaka’s prisoner had granted you, you’d often taken to psychoanalyzing your captor. You wondered if he often felt as if no one saw him, perhaps he was often ignored in childhood, spurring such an insecurity in his later life.

The silence between you two lingered on, him gazing at you as if he were studying you. You were the same each and every day but he always watched you as if he were discovering something new.

Finally he stood from his chair, approaching the glass. He took off one of his kimoyo beads and entered it in the key pad to your right. The glass between you two vanished and your body instantly went rigid. He handed you a small box which you accepted with shaking fingers. He backed out of the cell before reigniting the glass.

“Open it,” he urged, his eyes more intense than ever. You opened the small velvet box to reveal a ring made of pure gold with a diamond bigger than any rock you’d ever seen nestled in the middle.

“Do you know what tomorrow is?” He asked softly, arms folded across his enormous chest.

“February 14th,” in the months since you’d been his prisoner, you actively kept up with the date. It helped keep you sane.

“Little something called Valentines Day where I’m from. A celebration of love,” you’d never heard of such a holiday so you remained silent.

“It only seemed fitting on such a day that I make you my wife.” Your eyes suddenly flew open in shock causing the King to grin wickedly.

“N-no. Your highness please I d-“

“Take a long look around Y/N. Tonight is your last night in this cell.” His voice boomed as he began to walk away.

“Was this all apart of your plan? Take over Wakanda, kidnap and marry the first girl you see?” You asked quietly. You almost thought he hadn’t heard you when he paused.

“None of this was planned but it certainly worked out for me.” And with that, he was gone.

You looked down at the ring. It was gorgeous. But you knew what it really stood for. It was more or less shackles that would bind you to him for all of eternity. You had to bring yourself to question was this a fate worst than death?

~*~

The next morning came and you were greeted by two Dora Milaje who came to retrieve you from your cell.

It felt like only hours since the king had left you with the velvet box in your hand. Maybe it had only been hours, there was no telling how long N’Jadaka was with you yesterday. The cell he kept you in was deep underground with no windows or clocks for you to tell time. Your eating schedule where a designated maid brought you breakfast, lunch, and dinner was your only way of keeping track of the days.

“It’s time,” one said in an unbelievably deep voice. She was beautiful of course but so were most of the Milaje.

You put up no fuss, allowing them to escort you out, the same way you allowed them to scrub your hair and skin until your brown skin glowed a slight red tinge, the same way you allowed them to dressed you in the most extravagant white American styled wedding dress you’d ever seen. One last look in the mirror before the wedding was supposed to begin and you hardly recognized yourself. The hair, the makeup, the jewelry; you looked beautiful but it wasn’t you. Or maybe it was. Maybe it was who you were about to become. After all, you were about to be a Queen.

The ceremony was surprisingly short, shorter than normal Wakandan royal weddings, thanks to N’Jadaka of course.

Except for the first day he’d seen you when he’d grabbed your arm, you hadn’t touched N’Jadaka since. So when he held your freshly manicured hands in his own enormous ones, you felt the heat rise in your cheeks. He held them gently, rubbing small circles in the back of your hand with his thumb.

“Through the power of Bast, I declare you bonded for life, King and Queen of Wakanda.” The new Spiritual Leader, Ghube, rang out. N’Jadaka allowed a small smile to grace his lips before he captured your lips in his own. They were softer than you expected, the hairs of his beard tickling your face. He grabbed you by the waist, deepening the kiss. The witnesses cheered loudly and you felt your cheeks heat up even more.

“I’ve been waiting for this for so long,” he said breathily as he pressed his forehead against your own. He was so close to you. And so large. His body easily engulfed your own and you were suddenly filled with a feeling of dread. With his new role as your husband, he would expect you to perform certain wifely duties. Duties you weren’t sure you could handle. Your experience was limited to say the least and you’d never been with anyone who could hold a candle to the King’s flame. His incredible beauty aside, he was confident, strong, psychotic, always got what he wanted apparently and didn’t take no for an answer. How on earth did they expect you to bed a man like that? Or worst, give him an heir.

You were stoic the remainder of the ceremony, the impeding dread of your wedding night consuming you.

“Aye, you good?” N’Jadaka asked quietly in your ear. It was nothing for him to lean over because you two had been impossibly close since the moment the two of you were wed. He hadn’t been able to keep his hands off you, only further perpetuating your unease.

“I’m not feeling well. It’s just a lot going on, I’m a little dizzy,” you said, trying to excuse your behavior.

“Aight,” N’Jadaka squeezed the side of your thigh his hand had previously been resting on as a form of comfort you supposed before standing up.

“Alright, weddings over! If you not staff or cleanup crew, get ya asses out!” N’Jadaka yelled abruptly, causing the room to still. Nobody seemed to really know what to do so they all stared at him awkwardly.

“Did I fucking stutter?!” That kicked them into high gear and everyone made a quick B-line for the door.

“C’mon, lets get you to the royal doctors,” N’Jadaka said going to help you up.

“No, really I’m fine. That won’t be necessa- AH” he picked you up bridal style as if you weighed nothing. You clung to his neck for dear life. Nobody had ever picked you up before and here he’d done it with such ease.

“I’m gonna have them take a look just in case.”

“I’m serious, my king. I’m fine, I just need to rest.” You said and he tensed.

“What did you just call me?” His eyes looked almost feral and you thought he might throw you down to the ground on purpose.

“M-my King? I’m sorry I di-” You squeaked when he cut you off by crashing your lips to his. He moaned into the kiss, a deep guttural sound that made your heart flutter for a moment. To think he’d get so worked up over someone like you?

“I could get used to that,” he chuckled, breaking the kiss. You bit your already slightly sore lips, N’Jadaka’s affections leaving them swollen. You couldn’t believe he was that enamored with the title, as if everyone didn’t call him that. As if you hadn’t called T’Challa that a hundred times during his short reign.

As he carried you off to what would be your shared bedroom, you couldn’t help thinking how peculiar this man was. You’d watched him through the glass of your cell for months as he’d come and pour himself out to you and yet you’d never seen this side of him until today. He was an enigma, for sure.

He opened the door and carried you inside what easily had to be the most extravagant room you’d ever seen in your life. Dripping with gold and vibranium, this single room was bigger than any place you’d ever lived in your entire life. The bed was unnecessarily huge with feather pillows larger than your whole body and sheets made of pure silk. Had this been where he slept every night? It seemed like an awfully big bed to sleep in alone. If he was alone, that is. No wonder he was in such a hurry to find a wife.

“Home sweet home,” he said, laying you down on the bed. He took your shoes off one by one and began to massage your delicate feet in his large hands. If a year ago, someone had told you you’d be here in the most beautiful room you’d ever seen, on the softest bed you’d ever felt, receiving a foot massage from the most gorgeous man you’d ever laid eyes of, all while wearing the title of Queen, well you’d have thought it was a delusional dream come true. And yet here you were.

“I know what you think about me... what they say...” N’Jadaka said bleakly, “but I’m letting you know now, that shit doesn’t matter. I’m gonna be a good husband to you. If you let me.”

Was he serious? He wanted to be a good husband? When he’d locked you in a glass cage like some doll for months?

“Okay,” you said, not really sure what response he was looking for. Apparently that did it for him because his hands started trailing up you leg under dress, stopping at your thigh.

“You’re still afraid of me,” he sighed, removing his hand.

“I-I um..”

“I can hear your heart palpitating, and you’re trembling Y/N.” He interjected. “I took the heart shaped herb, I’m the new Black Panther remember.” Shit, how could you have forgotten something as important as that.

“It’s... it’s not you I’m afraid of.... I’m just not any... good at that,” N’Jadaka nodded, licking his lips.

“I can help with that,” he cooed, unbuttoning his shirt.

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authoratmidnight · 5 years

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For the "shit to ask people who write" thingy: 2, 4-5. 10-11, 19, 21

2. talk about a notable time a narrative or character has looked you dead in the eyes and said “fuck your plan, here’s what we’re actually doing.”

Oh, I have one for this actually. This was for a story (original stuff) I wrote a looooong time ago. The two leads were supposed to be love interests. One of them did develop feelings for the other. But the other character, the MAIN CHARACTER. Just would not fucking develop feelings for the other guy aside from ‘friends’. It just, was not happening. And every way I tried just felt, hella forced. So, it ended up a sadly one-sided set of feelings.

Tho I *did* end up after the fact managing to write an alternate end that did accomplish the beginnings of this (and kept them both alive cause uh oops the og end had them both die)

4. what are some of examples of storytelling that inspires you outside of books?

The worldbuilding in Avatar the Last Airbender is just, it’s so good and so well done and so intricate. God I wish I could world build like that.

Also the super tight writing in FMA (the manga and Brotherhood). It’s so fucking *tight* and well wrapped up. Everything connects, there’s like, nothing left unresolved by the end and it’s just, I heckin love it ok? Also it’s world building is hella.

5. what is the plot bunny you’ve been carrying for the longest? optional bonus question: do you ever wonder why you haven’t written it yet and experience deep existential dread?

Oh man. I’d have to dig through my stuff. Possibly writing Damien’s story. Damien was an OC I had created a LONG ASS time ago for RPing. But they RPs with him just kept fucking dying. So I said ‘fuck it’ and retired my boy from that life but I didn’t stop creating for him. I’ve got a fair amount of stuff for him planned out I just, haven’t done anything with it.

Idk why I haven’t written it yet, aside from there being a few gaping holes I haven’t filled and not really having a PLOT aside from ‘Damien’s life’.

10. do you have any kind of consistent writing schedule or just hoping for the best?

LMAO no, no I don’t. Just whenever inspiration/the mood strikes me.

11. if you currently write fanfiction or have ever written fanfiction, please tell us about the plot of the first fic you ever wrote

Well, if we want THE very first fanfiction I wrote then it would be a pokemon fanfic I wrote back when I was uhhh, however old I was when the anime came out over here. The plot was *very* basic.

A group of pokemon researchers/scientists discover a mysterious egg in the mountains so they bring it back to study it/protect it from poachers/hunters who’d want it. Then it hatches and SURPRISE it’s a baby Articuno. And they release it back into the wild (after I think driving off some rare pokemon hunters)

I even did illustrations for it too. And the entire word count was, probably less that this entire ask tbh. It was very basic. It’s probably floating around somewhere too b/c god knows im a packrat who can’t get rid of anything. Esp my writing.

19. what’s something neat you’ve learned while doing research for something you were writing? also, how much do you worry about doing research in general?

Uhh, hmmm. Well I learned that head trauma cause seizures (even if you’ve never had them before). I also learned what a Japanese highschool graduation ceremony looks like.

And, it honestly depends. Sometimes I say ‘fuck it’ to accuracy and wing it but sometimes I’ll do some research (like when I wrote that one fic involving Takeru having DID, I wanted to know some things to avoid doing and also looked up anecdotes from people who do have it so I did some some research)

21. BIG ask: what do you think is the most important component of a good story?

Characters. Likeable ones. Esp your fucking MAIN CHARACTER. Since you know, the story is about them.

You can have a really great plot and setting and a fantastic writing style but like, if your characters, esp the main one, are unlikeable pieces of garbage, then your story is going to suck. That’s not to say they have to be GOOD people, no, you can write a story from the POV of a villain who can be the biggest piece of scum in the universe and the story can still be good.

Like, when the narrative (the author) says ‘this character is nice’ but then the writing and the character’s actions show the exact opposite. You don’t say ‘this character is a good character’ then turn around and show them being a horrible person to other characters and expect me to like them. Don’t do that. If they’re supposed to be nice, show’em being nice.

(The first example that comes to mind is the protagonist from the House of Night series of books. I’m following a blog that’s going through this series book by book and tl;dr the books insist the main character is a ‘good person’ and ‘so likeable’ despite showing her being rude, lazy, shallow, judgmental, a hypocrite, constantly slut shaming other characters while simultaneously cheating on her romantic partners, being low key racist and just, not a likeable character, yet we’re supposed to believe she’s such a perfect and kind hearted person and insisting she’s none of the things I just listed)

Tl;dr, I gotta fuckin like your protagonist, regardless of if they’re hero or villain, or else I’ll have no interest in continuing the story.

#writing meme #chibicrow

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cleocazo · 4 years

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ultimate ship for ed n gianna bcos im greedy

ultimate ship ask meme / accepting !

General:

How long will they last? : i don’t want to be presumptuous. but. uhm. always? gianna is.. at the very least, IT for edward. it may not be the same for her, but i think they could last a lifetime. ( more in the event of gianna being turned but i dont wanna talk about that )

How quickly did/will they fall in love? : i don’t want to imply soulmates or anything, but i think there was love from very early on - it just wasn’t recognized as so, even though it was ALWAYS going to end up there.

How was their first kiss? : so emotionally satisfying, as a mun. probably for them, too. it was fueled by… so much, and it was just one of those moments that. changed everything. their whole world.

Wedding:

Who proposed? : he’s just so old fashioned, so edward absolutely would, and it would be BEAUTIFUL. i’ve already detailed. we love two soppy suckers.

Who is the best man/men? : definitely alice. look. he loves his brothers. but alice is THE favorite.

Who is the bridesmaid(s)? : calytrix and sidney? any other friends gianna has? maybe rosalie, in an attempt to bond?

Who did the most planning? : alice, of course.

Who stressed the most? : gianna will continue to stress about how much it all cost until the day she dies.

How fancy was the ceremony? : i wouldn’t call it fancy, per se. it was held in an upscale venue and it sure looked it, but i think the decorations and set up and everything was much more gianna’s style - just… placed in a space that seemed very edward.

Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? : the volturi.

Sex:

Who is on top? : they don’t take it in turns because that implies a little schedule for when one of them is on top, but… they do switch it up. keep it interesting.

Who is the one to instigate things? : u know. i honestly wanna say gianna. horny bih.

How healthy is their sex life? : it’s healthy. they’re not at it like rabbits or anything, but they do have fun times regularly.

How kinky are they? : i don’t… know. i wanna say there would be some experimentation while they both work out what they like, cause this is very new to them - but they’d never be at, like, red room level.

How long do they normally last? : are we going with the canon of edward being permanently hard?

Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms? : look. he’s a guy. he’s gonna cum regardless. yes, he makes sure gianna has a good time.

How rough are they in bed? : he has to be very gentle with her, so it would depend just on.. how rough can you be when you’re trying not to break your human?

How much cuddling/snuggling do they do? : SO MUCH. more than sex. they’re that couple.

Children:

How many children will they have naturally? : it would be impossible.

How many children will they adopt? : i’m trying to imagine them adopting kids while gianna is like 44 and edward is permanently 20… imagine thinking ur mom is a cradle robber-

Who gets stuck with the most diapers? : edward would, but he can change a diaper super fast, so it’s ok.

Who is the stricter parent? : they’re actually not a very strict set. edward grew up in a diff time, so his kids would probably think him, but… nah.

Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? : no one. they’re doing the dangerous stunts with emmett.

Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? : gianna! edward would forget they eat.

Who is the more loved parent? : neither. grandma esme & grandma mei.

Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings? : i think together.

Who cried the most at graduation? : edward. gianna sat there the whole time like… u good, bud?

Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law? : bold of you to presume their kids would be breaking the law. fuckin squares.

Cooking:

Who does the most cooking? : edward. let him cook for u gianna. let him live thru u.

Who is the most picky in their food choice? : edward literally only drinks blood, so. gianna!

Who does the grocery shopping? : they go together. it fascinates edward every time.

How often do they bake desserts? : he bakes a good dessert every single night. wouldn’t you love to be her.

Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater? : im trying to work out if gianna is a vegetarian-

Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner? : edward goes aLL OUT

Who is more likely to suggest going out? : uh… neither. nights in only!

Who is more likely to burn the house down accidentally while cooking? : neither. gianna’s a good egg. ed also.

Chores:

Who cleans the room? : gianna keeps it tidy, but when it’s bad edward cleans it very quick.

Who is really against chores? : no one. why.

Who cleans up after the pets? : eggo mostly upsets edward ( and does NOT like him ), so gianna

Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? : gianna.

Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? : gianna also.

Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? : gianna?

Misc:

Who takes the longer showers/baths? : edward gets power hosed once a month, so gianna.

Who takes the dog out for a walk? : they don’t have one. gianna tries to walk eggo to help him lose weight, but that doesn’t last very long.

How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? : alice probably decorates in the middle of the night and goes all out

What are their goals for the relationship? : not get murked by the volturi a la bella swan.

Who is most likely to sleep till noon? : gianna.

Who plays the most pranks? : emmett.

#c: edward cullen #opp: gianna mei #ship: what a plot twist you were #answered #wildwcrlds

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lovingseventeenhours · 5 years

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hey! if requests are still open could i have a seungcheol fake dating to real dating fluff? please and thank you !!! p.s. your writing is super great! im a big fan!!

Oh wow. Two of my favorite things; fake dating and Seungcheol ✨💖

Here’s To The Happy Couple

Pairing: Seungcheol // Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: one swear word lmao

‘This took a turn..’ Is the only thought that ran through your head as you felt his lips on yours gently. Your mind quickly ran through all the events leading up to this moment, and you felt yourself fall into his arms slightly.

Two months ago, you found yourself agonizing over your brothers wedding. On your bedside table sat the invitation, with his number you had to call before the end of the week with either a promise of a partner, or the alternate option, showing up alone. You knew he would make jokes for years if you showed up alone to his wedding, so you decided to phone a friend.

The friend in question was Mingyu. You told him about your dilemma, and he offered one of his friends, something about ‘a friend of mine is a friend of theirs.’ He made a few calls, and texted you the answer.

Mingyuwu: the only one available that day is Seungcheol.

Shit. You read and re-read mingyus text, the one that was solidifying your fate as being one of the only single people there. As if he could read your thoughts, the three dots appeared again, signifying his thumbs flying across the keyboard.

Mingyuwu: wait, don’t you think he’s cute??

Mingyuwu: this is perfect!! :)))))))

You: don’t get your hopes up. I can just go solo. It’s not a big deal..

His next message caught you of guard.

Mingyuwu: He already said he has a tux. :)

You sighed in defeat, knowing there was no reason to argue with him anymore. Your eyes lit up slightly as you saw Seungcheol’s name run across your notification banner, a smiley face added to the end of his ‘I’d love to be your date’ text. You sighed, realizing you had two months to get him to be the perfect boyfriend for one night.

One month, and an unbearable amount of personal information given up to this man, Seungcheol started acting like the perfect boyfriend, one you could’ve only dreamed about. He kept saying it was just to fit the role better whenever the time came for him to act, but you couldn’t help but hope. Hope that maybe underneath the surface of Choi Seungcheol he somehow felt the same, but at the same time, you had told each other that you didn’t want anything to come from it. You were strictly friends, and at the end of whatever date your brothers wedding ended up being, he would just pretend like all of the information you gave him didn’t matter, and vice versa.

Two weeks before the wedding, he suggested you kiss. Your heart sped up at the prospect, and you heard him stutter. “O-only to make sure if we have to at the wedding, no one will think it’s awkward..” “Mmmm.. right right.” You forgot for a second that you were just acting, that is until his lips landed on yours briefly. What felt like an eternity was actually six seconds, and when you two pulled away from each other, your lips were oddly cold.

The day of the wedding arrived, and everything was so beautiful. The ceremony went smoothly, and the reception was in full swing by the time that you decided you wanted to dance. Seungcheol grabbed your hand and led you to the dance floor, and started to twirl you around while talking quietly to you.

“Everything was so beautiful, but none of it compared to you.” You looked up into his sparkling eyes, and smiled. “Cheol, you don’t have to say that. No one can hear us.” He huffed slightly and leaned closer to your ear. “The only person I want to hear all of this is you. I know we said nothing would happen after the wedding, but I can’t pretend that I don’t feel anything when I’m around you. These last two months have made me so warm, and I’m not sure I can go back to how things were before.”

You let the information sink in, and before you knew it, he asked to kiss you. You nodded, and watched him move in slowly, your thoughts a whirlwind of movement in your head. His lips were gentle against yours, and his cologne filled all of your senses, before he was retreating again.

“You know, I told Mingyu once that I thought you were cute.” You said once you could think clearly again. Seungcheol nodded and smiled. “That’s why I agreed to do this honestly. I think you’re cute too, obviously.” “Did everyone else really have a schedule?” He shook his head and laughed. “No. I made them say no cause I wanted to dress up nicely for you.” You playfully smacked his arm as he winked at you.

As you two danced, you heard the DJ asking all of the couples to stay on the floor. You looked at Seungcheol, and he held tightly to your hand, making you stay on the dance floor. When you questioned him about it later, he simply said “I mean, we are technically a couple. Aren’t we?” And with a cheeky grin plastered on your face, you leaned up to kiss him again.

#asks #sheloveskyun #s.coups #s.coups imagines #s.coups reactions #s.coups scenarios #s.coups fluff #seungcheol #seungkwan imagines #seungcheol reactions #seungcheol imagines #seungcheol fluff #seventeen #seventeen imagines #seventeen reactions #seventeen scenarios #seventeen fluff

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the-tell-tale-poet · 5 years

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When worlds collide (finale)

Mun: I'm a little sad its over but its time :') I am in love with this story and these characters it is so close to my heart and I hope you all enjoyed it as much as I did these characters are not leaving forever their story is just over.....for now

Months had passed since Alexander and his team took down the psycho killer priest and today alex and the squad that was there that day were to be given a medal for their heroism but alex wasnt so sure about this event since he had to give a speech, this would be the one where he would face his fear and stand proudly in who he really is which is scary but luckily he wasnt going to be alone and that made this a bit easier on him "are you ready to go, lieutenant?" Asked his boss and he smiled "I'm still not over your retirement, where will I go for life advice now?" The two laughed as they made their way out of the room. His boss put his arm around alexs shoulders as they walked together giving him a look that a proud father would his son "I have a feeling you won't be needing much advice but if you do, my door is always open" alexander offered his hand to him "thank you, mr. Spencer" the two men shook hands, alex then walked out the double door where he was greeted by a large crowd of people, there were news vans and press people everywhere which made him nervous but he wouldnt back down not when he was already invested so deeply. "Hello lieutenant Delgado, I am excited to hear your speech" stated the mayor as she shook hands with Alexander "thank you mayor alicia and I am honored to be here receiving this promotion and medal of valor from you" she smiled as the band started to play signaling that it was time for the event to start, all the officers stood tall as the mayor spoke about the city and its law enforcement that kept it in order but soon came time for the medals to be given and when it was alexs turn the mayor gave him his medal then stood back so he could give his speech but he wasnt ready at all. He felt like his whole body had frozen up on the spot and it wasnt until his boss gave him a pat on the back that he was brought back and able to step foward to give his speech "good morning citizens of new york, thank you mayor alicia for this opportunity" he faked a nervous smile hoping no one could tell he was scared, he looked down trying to remember the speech he had planned out in his head before looking up making eye contact with the crowd "my heroism, along with the team work and tactical skill of these individuals, is what is being honored today but i want to thank someone whos call to action was braver than even mine that day" he looked down. "Oliver stewart valencia, took on a task that was not asked of him and faced the danger head on" he looked to all the faces in the crowd that had began to murmur and whisper gossiping to each other "he is a man that is strong willed and courageous, he is also a man that i am proud to call mine" alex smiled as the crowd went dead silent in shock. All the news broadcasters gave him and uneasy look as well as the press people who had begun writing frantically "and I'm sure I speak for myself and the rest of my officers when i say we are honored to accept these medals of valor thank you to our retiring lieutenant for this promotion and for his amazing leadership that has molded us into model enforcers of the law and to mayor alicia for gifting us this honorable medal of which we are extremely grateful", alex smiled looking at the crowd "and thank you wonderful citizens of new york" with that he gave a wave before stepping back in line next to the mayor and his boss who leaned over whispering "that was a brave choice," he smiled as the press people took pictures for the paper then he added "im proud of you for making it" and that warmed Alexanders heart and made him smiled almost teary eyed. All that he had fear was only a lying figment of his imagination and he was relieved about that "thank you sir, you know I live to make you proud" the two hugged before alex was stolen away by the press and news people to be asked questions, most of their questions were easily able to be answered but soon they began to get invasive and outrageous which angered him and made him not want to answer any more of their rude questions.

Liv stood in the large crowd of people awaiting the beginning of the ceremony of which afterwards he and alex would go out to celebrate this special occasion and not as just friends, it had been a few weeks since they had put a label on what they were to each other and oliver was unsure of if Alexander was comfortable with this new found love interest and sexuality but he trusted him whole heartedly; liv even quit his job and decide to become a monogamous house wife. Oliver smiled when he saw Alexander step out of the building with the retired lieutenant both in their uniforms which gave liv a lot of dirty thoughts and a number of ways to put Alexanders uniform to good use though that would have to wait until after the special award ceremony, the audience clapped and applauded as the band started playing music signifying that the ceremony was beginning and as the mayor stepped to the podium all the press and news people pushed to the front to see and hear her as she spoke about the city and its law enforcement which sort of bored oliver but he stayed to see his man give his speech. When Alex stood up and accepted his award liv Clapped and cheered to get his attention But he didn't seem to notice or maybe he was just ignoring him since after all he hasnt been return his calls or messages and has been distant as of late, maybe he's just not that into me oliver thought to himself but just then is when he heard his name over the speakers and his eyes went wide as he looked up making perfect eye contact with Alexander who announced to all the world about their relationship and how he felt. Oh oliver could just melt in that moment as he listened to Alexanders speech but soon before the part where the crowd could ask questions Alex left not wanting to answer to anyone though later on liv found him surrounded by news reporters all asking him about his speech, oliver smirked knowing he had to jump in and rescue him "lieutenant Delgado will not be answering any questions today if you would like to have an interview schedule an appointment with the head secretary, thank you" he gave a warm smile looping his arm through Alexanders then The two walked away leaving the reports in shock. "You didn't have to do that you know" Alex said looking down at the ground as they walked "and you didn't have to give your speech" liv stated with a smirk "the ending was a nice touch lieutenant" the two stopped and turned to face each other standing only inches apart as oliver traced the lines of his medal "you know I could never resist a man in uniform" liv stated giving Alexander a mischievous grin, "funny cause I could never resist you" Alex replied with a smirk making liv chuckle his sweet smile seeming to out shine the summer sun as he reached up running his hand through alexanders black hair "you never have to" Alex pulled liv closer the two men leaning into a sweet loving kiss as all the photographers around them took pictures of the sight wanting to capture the moment for tomorrows newspaper. Neither of them cared about the photos too lost in their moment of bliss and happiness as they pulled away Alex smiled brightly "well I guess we'll see that on the news tomorrow" he caressed livs cheek "oh who cares give those sorry suckers something to gossip about," he laughed putting on his sunglasses as Alexander put on his policemans hat "if this is the life of a policeman's house wife then I definitely think I could get used to this" the two started walking again ignoring the chatter from behind them, Alex put his arm around liv "trust me, it will get tiring after awhile my spoiled house wife" Alex laughed "as long as you promise me one thing" Alex waved to his squad "and what might that be?" Liv grabbed his face making him look him in the eye "never forget to thank me in your speeches" liv kissed Alexanders cheek then walked away leaving a blushing lieutenant Delgado behind "I could live with that" Alex said catching up to his promiscuous lover.

#when worlds collide #part six #finale #alexander and oliver #oliver valencia #alexander delgado #liv and alex #happy ending #face claims #tyler hoechlin #cody fern

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statisticalwonder · 6 years

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Wedding day imagine

GUYS KEEP THE REQUESTS COMING IM LOVING ALL OF THEM AND IM TRYING TO FINISH THEM ALL TONIGHT SO ILL HAVE AN EMPTY INBOX FOR MORE :)))~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~“Y,n! Next time I see you, you’re going to be walking down an aisle wearing a white dress, and I’ll be waiting at the end to marry you. Next fucking time I see you! I can’t process this.” Timothée was such a goofball: he was jumping up and down, he couldn’t sit still on the edge of your bed, that grin of his taking up his entire face, his eyes watered with happiness. “You’re such a fucking mess, T,” you giggled at him, the only time you had seen him even a little close to this state of ecstasy was when he got nominated for his first oscar, and that was four years ago. That’s not to say he was never happy, he was always grinning, but he had never been this happy. “You’re laughing now, but tomorrow I won’t be the only one tearing up, I guarantee it,” he said with a smirk on his face, eyes still watering. “Is that a challenge, Chalamet? I’m going to win, you have been warned.” You loved to mess with him, and you knew this would cause a reaction. He jumped on you, causing you to fall back onto the bed and started to tickle you all over your stomach and your sides because he knew that’s where you’re most ticklish. You laughed and laughed and laughed and he laughed at your funny squeal that always happened when he tickled you, then he kissed you all over the spots where he had poked you in your side.

“For real though, I never thought I would find someone like you,” he said finally, once you were thoroughly exhausted and your voice was sore from screeching. You answered by placing a big kiss on his hand, since he was still straddling you from the tickle fight and you couldn’t reach his cheek. He knew you meant the same, and he also knew he was much more sentimental and romantic than you, so that was a good response.

He looked over at the clock on the bedside table sadly, slowly got up off you, and gave you a long, forlorn gaze. “I wish I didn’t have to say it, y/n, but we’ll have to finish this conversation tomorrow. I should probably go…we both need our beauty sleep, tomorrow’s a big day.” He was right, you had a long day ahead of you tomorrow and it was best if you parted ways until pictures and the ceremony.

It was weird getting ready for bed without Timmy next to you like usual. For the past four years you had brushed your teeth, put on your pajamas, got into bed next to each other, and spooned until you both fell asleep. You knew it would be like that until one of you died, so it was weird to have a break, but your parents insisted you keep the tradition that a couple doesn’t see each other on the day of their wedding. You got into bed quietly and cuddled with a pillow as a stand in for Timmy. The pillow was nowhere near as warm as Timmy, and it couldn’t wrap itself around you and or tangle its legs with yours, it couldn’t whisper inaudible things into your hair, it couldn’t tell you it loved you, but it was the best you had at the moment. It was harder to go to sleep without the quiet sounds of his chest rising and falling, the little snores that sometimes slipped out of his mouth, how he would sometimes talk in his sleep and you would respond if you were awake.

You went over how the next day would go in your head, it was going to be long. You would wake up at 9:00 or 9:30, then go get your hair/makeup done, put your dress on, then meet Timmy and your families/close friends for pictures. It would be the first time he saw you in your wedding dress and you knew he would love it, but you were still anxious. Your mind went blank after that, so many thoughts were competing for your attention and you couldn’t focus on anything except that you would be married to the love of your life tomorrow.

You woke up the next morning with Pauline gently shaking you awake, the bright sunlight streaming in through the window, her hair already done, but not her makeup. “Y/n, you’ll finally be my sister today, it took long enough! Also you were supposed to be at the hair salon ten minutes ago, but whatever it’s your wedding. How are you feeling? It’s a big day!” Pauline was always so sweet and you were grateful she woke you up instead of your mom, because she would’ve stressed you out with her talk about always being on time. “I-I don’t even really know what to say. I have no words, I can’t wait,” you stuttered out. Pauline laughed sweetly, then remembered you were behind schedule, “ok, let’s get you ready for the best day of your and Timmy’s life.” Timothée and Pauline shared so many mannerisms and ways of saying things, it made you smile and your eyes water with joy. “Damn,” you muttered under your breath. “What, y/n? Is there something wrong?” “No,” you laughed, wiping your eyes, “go tell Timmy I lost his challenge, he won, I teared up.” “You guys are so cute. I’ll tell him once you get some breakfast.”

The next few hours were such a blur, you ate, you smiled so much you thought your face would fall off, people put your hair up, you got your makeup on, you put on your dress, you felt like a million bucks. Finally it was time to meet Timmy for pictures, you were so nervous about what his reaction would be to your dress.

You saw him standing across the lawn, talking to his mom, Nicole, his hands fidgeting with nerves. She was facing you, so when she saw you approaching her jaw dropped and she made a little noise. You felt amazing, and apparently you looked amazing, too. “Mom, what?” Timmy hadn’t turned around yet, so he was very confused by her expression. You reached him and grabbed him around the waist. “Y/n, oh my god, there is nothing I could say that would describe how magical you look. Before I saw you I planned on saying how beautiful you looked, but this is beyond beautiful, nobody has ever looked this good. Ever. I’m so lucky, you don’t know how much I love you. Not just for your beauty, though, you’re so smart, funny, and talented.” He was crying for real now, but he had turned around so he could hug you, too. He said all that into your ear so nobody else could hear, a secret just for you two.

The pictures flew by, so different from the countless red carpets and photoshoots you’d done with Timmy in the past. This felt so natural, there was nothing staged, it was just you, Timmy, and your families. If a guest on their way to the wedding walked by you got a picture with them, but the whole thing was really lowkey, just like the wedding. You knew you had to do the wedding somewhere remote and where nobody would find out, so you went to your favorite place in Upstate New York that you and Timmy had gone together countless times, a private lake that your family owned. Because the lake was in the family, nobody but guests knew or were able to come to the lake, which made everything much more secret and romantic.

The rest of the day was gone within a blink of your eye, Timmy said his vows, you said yours, you both cried and kissed, then you went to the reception to thank everyone for coming. After everyone left you and Timmy had one last dance, he leaned into you and whispered into your hair, “we don’t have to pretend anymore, we’re married, I’ve been waiting for this moment for longer than you know.” You hugged him a tighter, and swayed to the music.

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venomous-witch · 2 years

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Pissed off. I’ve hardly seen you in 4 weeks- just an hour or two here and there. And you turn down a simple dinner invite. No homework. My birthday dinner? No homework. I dropped my entire schedule after a full day of school to come on base and not only finish my essay- but finish yours too? And you want to work out and play video games instead… after the lightest week of class in the program so far. Yep I see. That made me feel unimportant. Made me feel second to your alone time, which you’ve had more than a full week of to relax once you get home. It hurts when I give my all while juggling my busy ass schedule while you have a single course and can’t seem to handle it? What will happen when you fully enroll at university- will we crumble? Will you crumble? Shit hurts my heart when you are like this- and it’s so so rare that you get like this but somehow it makes it hurt more. All I do is miss you and dream of the next time I get to see you but im not so sure that you feel as deeply as i do. I want to call you and wake you up and tell you how you made me feel but I know your last long day of the course is tomorrow- but I really don’t want to be pissed at you at the little graduation ceremony. Maybe im obsessed I don’t know. I don’t know if I feel too deeply or think about you too much, you haven’t really displayed to miss me as much that I have missed you. I had a hellish week- yet you still don’t visit. I think I need to communicate that I want you to be the person who shows up regardless, that I need you to just show up and fucking be there. But nope, you go to your stupid little barracks room and take long naps and watch YouTube instead of supporting me in the last stretches of senior year. I know this is all coming out strongly now as I’ve been ruminating on it all evening, I know I don’t typically feel so strongly or this much hurt on this subject in any given day. Maybe I’ve had my fill of this behavior and I need to bite back a little, show some fangs a bit to really get my point across- the last time we visited this was almost a whole year ago and you said you understood. Maybe you need to be reminded with a little heavier of a hand because I refuse to be treated as second class or as a static girlfriend that you can just come to, waiting, anytime that you want. What about what I want and need? I need to be more vocal about that. It drives me nuts that he’s not as vocal as I am on expressing things like this, and he’s a little oblivious and can’t catch a vibe sometimes. That sounds mean but I’m still fuming. It’s a mildly recurring theme and I really need to nip this in the bud. Like dude, really? I’m busier than you- still giving my all and dropping everything to support you. And I don’t really feel like I’ve gotten the same. I’m the one always asking when are we going to hang out next, not you. How the fuck did this end up being a pants wearing matter???? Sure feels like it. I hate to go to bed angry and I suppose couples get into it occasionally so I guess we’re overdue, I just hate that I can’t see him and share how I’m feeling tomorrow. I either call him tomorrow, or address it after the graduation. I really don’t want to let this fester all the way till Wednesday uggghhhhh. Shit is so stupid I know. I’m fuming over something so small, but is it so small if it sits so firey within myself? I don’t know, I know only I can answer that question myself. Ugh maybe I’ll shoot him a text saying we need to talk tomorrow, I know it’ll cause anxiety between both of us but fuck dude you can’t just be so oblivious and go about the motions and not realize how often you decline us having just a few hours together. How much it hurts sometimes and for you to just stay home and play video games? I know you’re tired. I know exactly how you feel. Senior year has kicked my ass and then some. But here I am, still arranging us having time together through my endless tons of term projects it seems. Why is it always my responsibility? Tell me your side of the story I want to know.

Part of me fears that you’re not as dedicated as I am. I know you’re not as verbal as I am, that actual words are not your forte or that it’s your love language. But damn man, it would be nice to hear that you feel as deeply as I do, that you are in fact as devoted as me- that you want to share the world together. Reassure me that it’s you and me and that I am the priority. That you’ll, on your own accord, seek my patent’s blessing for marriage- not something that I arrange and plant the seed in your brain. I want you to be proactive, dominant, on top of it all. More traditional than id like to willingly admit I’m sure, I want a ring and a proposal but that all cannot start until you take the step and show me, without my suggestion, that this is your pure intent. That this is your shining priority. I’m sure this will hurt your feeling to hear, but it’s true. I don’t want to be the one making suggestions to someone who is oblivious to their partner’s needs and desires. Idk. That was a lot, I feel like I’m a lot. Wonder how you’ll feel?

#v talks about depressing shit

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renegade-diamonds · 6 years

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Can I make a fanfiction request of the diamonds celebrating their wedding night? 😊

OK, so I kinda went a little overboard with this one. I covered pretty much all the wedding, so it’s a bit more than just their wedding night. (BTW it’s SFW. I’m not sure if I’m gonna write NSFW yet for this fandom, so I hope you don’t mind the PG-13 vibe). And as much as I love polydiamonds, it’s hard for me to write them since we don’t know what White and Pink are like yet, so excuse any vagueness that may occur. However, please feel free to send in some polydiamond prompts or any other Diamond couples. I can’t write too much right now cause of finals coming up, but I’ll definitely try to fill some prompts out. :) Enjoy! (PS. Excuse any typos it’s late and I’m lazy)

Originally, the idea had been pitched by the gem hybrid, who had happily told the newly restored Diamond Authority of the human ceremony.

“What exactly would be the significance of this ‘wedding?’” Yellow had a skeptical look in her eyes, but still tried to listen to what the young Steven had to say, “And why would it benefit us when we’re not even on Earth?”

“Well,” Steven nervously smiled up at the four diamonds seated in front of him. “I know that part of the deal was that you would all abolish the caste system and try to incorporate more modern ideals of society throughout the gem empire if I restored Pink Diamond’s gem.” He hastily held his hands up, “Which don’t get me wrong, you’ve all done wonderfully at. However, this ceremony is kinda considered sacred to a lot of people on Earth. Including the gems who’ve moved there and fell in love. It would be a good way to show your dedication to the pact if you four did it yourselves.”

“It’s not a bad idea,” White murmured. “However, you are among the very few who know the exact details of the relationship we as diamonds have. If we performed this ceremony, then everyone in the empire will know.” She pursed her lips, “I’m not sure it’s a good idea.”

“But isn’t it about time we came out?” Blue sighed and looked towards where White sat, “We’ve been hiding for millennia. And with the way society is changing right now, maybe it’s for the better if we made our relationship public. At the very least, it will show us in a more relatable light to the rest of gem kind, since even we fall in love just as others do.”

“No.” The voice cut through the room like a knife through butter, and everyone turned in Pink Diamond’s direction, as the matriarch decided to speak up, “If we do the ceremony, we have to do it for the right reasons. Maybe Blue’s right, maybe it is time we came out. However, this ceremony means more than just a publicity stunt. It’s a declaration of love and commitment for all to see. It shows your dedication to your partner, or in our case partners. I will not go through with it if it is used as simply another form of propaganda.” She looked pointedly at each of her lovers, “After everything that’s happened, all the time I spent on Earth for my recovery. The only thing I would want out of this would be the happiness I get from being with the gems I love.”

Steven made a noise of approval before looking over at the other diamonds. Yellow and Blue seemed to think it over for a moment, before sharing a look and nodding in agreement, “For love then.”

Pink clapped her hands together near her mouth, smiling widely as she turned to White.

The eldest of the four diamonds seemed lost in thought, staring down at her lap as she pondered the situation.

There was a tense silence, and for a minute Steven was scared she would reject the idea.

“In all my existence,” White seemed to struggle with her words, emotions making it hard to articulate what she was feeling. “I’ve never loved as much as I’ve loved with you three. If this is done for love, then I suppose I would be a coward to turn away from it.”

A rare smile graced her lips and she looked down at Steven, “Very well. We will do as you suggest and have a wedding.”

“I suppose then we’ll actually need to learn what we’ll need for the ceremony,” Yellow drawled as she leaned back in her seat. “Considering it is a foreign tradition, and we’re certainly no experts.”

“I’ve learned some things about it during my stay on Earth,” Pink beamed at her lovers. “And there are hundreds of books and planners for this type of thing on the planet. It would be no problem to educate ourselves on what to expect.”

“Oh! Oh!” Steven jumped excitedly, “I can be the officiator. You know, the one who pronounces you all married! They have lots of stuff on that!”

“I see no problem with that,” Blue chuckled as Pink hurriedly agreed and Yellow shrugged. “As long as you don’t embarrass me.”

White was the last to speak up, sighing as she fell back into her chair, “Why the hell not?”

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The ceremony hadn’t been as much of a pain as they’d originally thought. Several planners had been contracted from Earth and smoothed out the schedule for the wedding, although they’d certainly been surprised when they saw there were four brides to be.

Not to mention the fact that they were also 30 foot tall aliens.

Besides the initial shock, everything else ran smoothly. Decorations were set up, food was ordered for the humans and gems who choose to eat, and the venue was magnificent to behold.

The only real issue occurred when Yellow freaked out when she learned they’d have to kiss in front of pretty much all of Homeworld and Earth.

Luckily, the ceremony was short, sweet, and to the point.

Leaving only the wild reception to occur afterwards.

A reception which hosted hundreds, if not thousands, of guests.

Clearly, it became apparent this wasn’t to be one of the prim and proper balls Homeworld was previously used to.

Pink howled with laughter as the Famethyst took the dance floor, watching as her precious gems danced and roughhoused with each other, putting on quite the show for everyone watching.

The Crystal Gems were seated off to the side of where the newlyweds table was located. Looking closely, there were even several humans within the group. Including the swordfighter, Connie, and the resurrected human Lars.

As the subjects of honor, the Diamonds were seated on a raised platform a few feet above everyone else- ensuring everyone would hopefully be able to get a look at the four gems.

They were all dressed lavishly in elaborate dresses- even Yellow, who had threw the mother of all fits about it.

However in the end she relented, and with their pearls acting as bridesmaids- the four Diamonds had a wedding to remember.

Blue giggled loudly as White whispered something in her ear, mirth dancing in her eyes. Pink continued cheering on the Famethysts as they continued their wild dances, throwing in some suggestions every other second.

Yellow was simply looking at the crowd that had gathered around the dance floor, scanning their faces and naming all the ones she recognized.

Her eyes drifted to the dancing quartzes when loud cheers alerted her to Steven and the human girl Connie joining the fray, watching as they spun around each other in some kind of dance.

“It’s nice isn’t it,” Pink’s voice broke her concentration. “Seeing all of them so happy. Being able to look in their eyes without fear on their part.” She hummed quietly to herself, “It’s nice to rule through trust, even if we still have a long way to go.”

“I know,” Yellow offered a slight smile her way. “It’s nice to see genuine respect in their eyes. Not respect derived from fear.” She frowned as a thought crossed her mind, “I just regret I wasn’t able to realize it sooner.”

Pink grabbed the golden diamond’s hand and gave it a caring squeeze, before turning her attention back to the dance floor as the Famethyst started throwing the small Carnelian in the air.

A slight chuckle escaped her, and she listened as Pink started yelling encouragement to the wild quartzes. Looking to the other side she noticed how Blue and White were now whispering conspicuously and shooting playful looks in her direction.

A shiver of something akin to excitement ran down her spine.

Well, she definitely knew what that look meant.

~~~~~

The colony were they decided to spend their honeymoon was definitely one of the more beautiful ones Homeworld had.

Due to the fact that it had only been recently discovered, the natural vegetation and beauty of the planet was preserved. The pact made with Earth ensured that Homeworld could no longer completely colonize planets, so only a small portion of this one contained Kindergartens.

The settlement they were staying at was situated on top of some mighty cliffs, and overlooked a gleaming blue ocean that stretched on as far as the eye could see.

They had reserved a large villa-like building that was spaced a bit farther from the settlement, as the four currently valued their privacy and peace of mind following the wedding they’d had the day before.

The building was designed for gems of all sizes to pass through, so the Diamonds found no trouble navigating the villa. They weren’t far from the beach, which Pink and Blue were sure to take full advantage of.

However, at the moment all thought was on basking in each other’s presence and it was only after some very pleasant activities, that the four calmed down enough to really discuss the nature around their abode.

“It’s really quiet pretty,” Pink gushed from where she stood by the window, a silky pink robe preserving her modesty. “Actually reminds me of Earth a bit. Doesn’t look that far off from where I stayed during the recovery.”

“We did take into consideration your fondness for such sights when choosing a destination,” White stated. She was spread comfortably across Blue’s exposed back, as the long haired diamond was laying flat on her stomach. “This place seemed like the closest place we could agree on.”

Yellow grunted in agreement as she read through a holopad, catching up on whatever news might’ve needed her attention in the past few hours.

Blue clicked her tongue, “Do you ever stop working?”

“Nope.”

Pink laughed, “It’s impossible for her to stop. Don’t you know Blue? She’d probably poof from inactivity!”

Yellow glared in her direction as her new wives burst out in laughter, “I would not!”

“Whatever you say, my love~”

#polydiamonds #white diamond #blue diamond #yellow diamond #pink diamond #su fanfiction #idk what else #whink diamond #bellow diamond #whellow diamond #blink diamond #whats blue and white's ship name?#Pellow diamond?#or is it Pillow Diamond?

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laptrance · 4 years

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July 28, 2020

it’s been over two years since my last entry. so much has changed. to update March 8 2018 me:

you give up on job searching atm until 4/24/18. that’s when you start reaching out to all the promotion companies from kucr. planetary was the other promotion company you remembered besides terrorbird. cirstina was super nice and chill and said they just wrapped internships for the summer but to inquire again for the fall.

you wait those months while still working at mcdonalds. you get good at it and things are second nature to you. you still have moments where you storm out, but you get better at controlling your temper.

you check back in august and cristina says there are positions open in the fall. it was pretty easy as they accepted you right away. you do this bat shit crazy thing where you try to balance the two. planetary internship Tuesday Thursday Friday and McDonald’s the rest of the days. you even do opening shift during the weekends (4am-12pm).

you’re mostly quiet during your internship. you participate in riyl’s. you mainly talk to cristina while mailing. you don’t open up much until hayoung joins in november i think. mcdonalds is the same as usual, but your sleep schedule’s FUKED UP.

you hear in december that maria (who worked in publicity) is quitting. cristina encourages you to apply. you talk with adam and the interview tbh goes horribly. not like you didn’t have anything to say, but everything you said was wrong LOL. you also talk to george and ben and they lay out what press does but you dont catch any of that.

christmas office party happens and you drink a lot. you open up a lot to EVERYONE, iNCLUDING BEN about your love life (embarrassing) you’re obviously too drunk to drive home, but you stay over the night with nik and alison (goth bless their souls)

you check in with adam on the position occasionally until feb. 2019 when he breaks the bad news. the position’s filled. like how can you be surprised? but you’re still upset. you’re able to turn this as a positive to use your experiences to boost your resume.

you continue to work at mcdonalds and interview at places until you get a random email from adam exactly one year after you first emailed cristina about the internship. adam offers you the job. ofc you accept. you quit mcdonalds and start with planetary on may 1.

learning publicity is one hell of a learning curve. heck, you’re still learning how to do shit even now. but you’re thrown on the deep end with Luna. not your fault. not totally kristen’s fault. but that was a crazy client.

anyways, your sleep schedule’s still fucked up because of your commute. but at least you have free weekends now!

some highlights of 2019: you finally get a macbook! but you have a galaxy s9 as a phone lmfao. placements in The Line of Best Fit and Paste! you get absolutely entranced with warehouse raves. you literally go to at least once a month. falling in love with queen of jeans and linking up with their publicist Jamie Coletta (she’s super cool and the best at the game), going on two (2) dates with a really nice girl named sara. you got in your head and probably fucked that up. but it really wasn’t the time. christmas party 2019. same shenanigans but this time you don’t drink as much. you really look for places to move out to with ryan and he finds a house that angeli and linda live. two people are moving out and the rooms go for $500 and $600. you get the $500 room and are set to move in on Feb 16 2020. news of a disease called coronavirus is first detected in china. this will be important later.

oh 2020. what a shite year. if i told myself the things i’ll write down below i would not believe it. but here it is. everything that has happened so far in 2020:

first cases of coronavirus appear in washington on january. you’re not too concerned about it.

you’re working this country artist aminah hughes and land a placement in american songwriter for January 31 (1st time!). there are some issues and they post it one day later, but you weren’t as attentive as you should’ve been over the weekend.

adam talks to you about it the following monday (2/3) in a really calm matter but you beat yourself up over it. so much so that on your way home, you totally don’t notice a pedestrian crossing galloping hills and eucalyptus and run them over. everything feels like a blur, but you’re able to talk to the police, karen, and kimberly (state farm) about it. you take tuesday-thursday off.

you move in (night before you saw bored lord and octo octa until 3am wtf). you don’t have a car (for obvious reasons), but you’re able to commute to work via bus/subway (which you would’ve done anyway cause you love public transportation lol)

you’re able to return to normal life mostly until middle march. cases of the newly named COVID-19 have spread throughout the united states and you hear of workspaces transitioning over to work from home operations. planetary soon follows suit. our last day in the office is march 13.

literally the week after you start wfh animal crossing new horizons comes out. that keeps you busy for like two, three months tops. it’s also a nice way to keep in touch with friends.

your first therapy session happens on march 31. you’re able to talk about the accident, but it’s quickly directed to self-esteem. it’s an ongoing process, but you’re slowly advancing. it’s not linear, but it’s better than doing nothing.

Bandcamp establishes “Bandcamp Day”, 24 hour periods in which the site’s share of profits go directly to artists/labels. Started in April, will continue through the end of 2020. All the money I would normally spend on concerts goes here now. That and I fall to the hands of food delivery apps (door dash wins)

your campaign with Atta Boy gets going. first track premieres at Atwood Magazine (2nd time! [1st time was with sophia st. helen, another awesome client]). band’s super happy about it (even mr. josh brolin himself gave a shout out [bias ofc]). by the end of may you land their second single on THE MOTHERFUCKING FADER (1ST TIME OBVIOUSLY).

everything else is going surprisingly well for the most part (except for elp, but i don’t wanna talk about those fucking idiots) despite the ever-changing landscape of music journalism. huge blogs are letting people go while smaller sites are remaining mostly the same.

On May 25, George Floyd is murdered by Minneapolis police which sparks the biggest wave of activity in the Black Lives Matter movement since Michael Brown’s death in 2014. organizing/activism is still going on to this day (7/28).

For me personally, I’m making a conscious effort to highlight Black artists on my Bandcamp days and general sharing of music. I also joined a book club (6/18) and read “Are Prisons Obsolete” in its entirety. We’re currently reading a comic series called Bitch Planet. Deep and meaningful conversations.

the family hears news of Lola’s declining health. June 23rd (Manila time) is the day she passes away. We’re all able to say our last goodbyes via facebook video call. this is the first time i see my dad cry.

funeral takes place on june 27th. we’re able to partake in the ceremony via zoom. the first and only funeral i “attended” online (so far).

I start “fixing” myself physically. I went to physical therapy from 6/8-7/7. the exercises do wonders to my knees (ty dr. bailey!). also saw a dermatologist on 7/10. really quick appt. kinda felt rushed imo, but i was given a special sunscreen that works so far? also recommended otc meds like claritin.

ended campaign with atta boy. really sad to see them go. currently coordinating with their new managers on a possible podcast and press setup.

and that’s pretty much it! it’s a lot of shit, i know, but it happened all within 2 years. overall i’d say we were pretty successful in finding a big-girl job and MOVING OUT, WHICH I THOUGHT WOULD NEVER HAPPEN LMFAO. as for the shit you were hung up on with angelica, you’re so much better now, but you think about the good memories from time to time. sometimes it gets you down, but you’re thankful for the memories (come through fallout boy LMFAO AHAHA FALLOUT AMIRIGHT) and you learned from your mistakes. maybe it will be another two years before i leave another update, might be less, might be more.

but i’m extremely proud at how far i’ve come.

im proud of you, me.

#personal #do people still tag personal stuff as personal?#do people still read tags the way they do?#or is it just for clout chasing now. idk

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