Advice from Price
Sometimes it feels strange, but as a writer, it's like the characters you create live in your mind - rent free, and you sense them judging you every move. "Why are you not writing my happy end, babe?" - Kyle. Let's just overlook my midnight thoughts for now. I promise I'll be fully focused next week- finishing the Makarov fic and my requests, but these days have been quite shitty. I had my first final exam today, tomorrow is the state Championship of my Apprenticeship, and I'm having numerous interviews for an exchange year. Anyway, enough rambling.
At times, I think about Price and the advice he shares with me throughout the day- always sitting like an Cartoon Angel on top of my shoulders. I thought maybe I'd share them with you, in case you need advice from Price too :)
If this fic isn't your cup of tea just ignore it I clearly made it for myself and don't want to be judged lol:(
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Overcoming Perfectionism
You: "What if I don't win? What if I'm not the best? What if my grades slip?"
Price: "You're one of the smartest and most capable women I know, if not the smartest and most capable. You've worked hard for those grades, and I'm confident you'll ace whatever test comes your way. But let's entertain the idea that you don't. It wouldn't change how I feel about you one bit. You're already my best girl. You don’t have to be perfect to earn my love, Darling."
You: "Sometimes I feel like if I don't have good grades, I lose the only special part about me. Having good grades is the only thing I can do, and if I fail that, I'll just be ordinary."
Price: (He would sigh at your words, acknowledging your fears even if they aren’t logical to him) "Darling, you're so much more than just your grades. You have a bright personality, you're sweet, kind, and beautiful. No matter what happens, you'll always be special and extraordinary. There's not one thing in the world that could make you ordinary to me."
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Gaining Weight
You: "John, love, I gained weight again," you sighed, looking at your body in the mirror. Of course, you were incredibly beautiful, but sometimes the monsters in your head just didn’t want to shut up.
Price: "Where's the problem?"
You: "You don’t mind?"
Price: He would smile warmly at you, his smile like in the campaign you know what I mean "No, you're already perfect just the way you are. That slight extra meat on your bones makes you even cuter, besides, there's even more of you for me to love and manhandle." He would make you laugh, letting you forget all your concerns.
Needless to say, he showed you just how much he didn’t mind your body. All night.
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“Ne me touchez pas”
Chag Pesach Sameach! Starting next week, During the 40 days of the Omer between Pesach and Shavuot, I’ll be doing 40 days of POTO content. Mostly things that live rent free in my head. It could be gifs of boots, cosplay WIPs or shoots I haven’t posted, fanfic, art, etc.
Today I can’t stop thinking about how Erik has “DONT TOUCH ME” embroidered in gold thread on his Red Death cape.
Your honor, my client is guilty as hell but he looked great doing it.
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*crashes back through the door* AND ANOTHER THING—
stede is very susceptible to outside pressure, right. and is very hyper-aware of accusations/points being thrown his way. because, as someone who is bullied and treated badly for an extended period of time, it’s almost sort of engrained.
so i can’t help but wonder if mary and anne prodding him and ed about whether or not they had had sex yet also played into how quickly he slept with ed. because something in his mind probably panicked. something in his mind probably latched onto that and the whole “adult relationship” thing and thought that was the expectation.
that it was the proper next step when they really actually needed to “be patient. and wait.”
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