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puranami · 5 months

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✿ Fever - 1 ✿

A/N: Not included Brook and Jimbei bc I have absolutely no idea how to write them. Also, since Chopper is baby it would feel weird including him, even though it'd be in a purely platonic way. Just because of all the pining going on. Idk, I'd rather keep the themes separate, if that makes sense?

Summary: You're sick and try to ignore it.

Characters: Luffy, Zoro, Nami, Usopp, Sanji, Robin, Franky.

Content: SFW, G/N reader, no serious illness but Usopp's is a liiiiittle angsty bc of his mum, not proofread (effectively) bc it's past 2am ✿

(Part 2)

Luffy

✿ He's honestly oblivious to things at first. You are doing your best to maintain your usual level of enthusiasm but it's so exhausting, and that's the most he registers - that you're tired.

"Hey, did ya not sleep too good?" he asked, entirely too loud for the headache beginning to form. You groan and lean your head into your hand, as if that would somehow soothe things, but to no avail. "Don't worry about it, I swear it won't affect my duties," you say, not sure who you were trying to convince. Apparently it didn't work regardless, as when you looked at him he was just stood there frowning with his arms crossed, and his head tilted. Before you could say anything you were greeted with a rubbery palm lightly smacking against your forehead, earning a surprised yelp from you. "You're hot." "Luffy!" Of course he had to say it that way. If you weren't already burning up with this fever, that would've set your skin ablaze. He really had no filter, and he never realised how the things he said affected you. He removed his hand from your face to grab your own, turning to drag you back to your quarters, not listening to any of your protests on the matter. There really wasn't anything you could do once Luffy had made up his mind, and you'd be lying if you said it wasn't part of his charm. "No duties for you today, 'kay?" It may have been phrased like a question, but you knew it was 'Captain's orders.'

✿ You'd end up sleeping most of the day, with Luffy having gotten Chopper to look after you.

✿What you wouldn't be aware of was his constant presence while you slept, keeping a quiet vigil whilst he made sure the damp cloth on your head was always nice and cool.

✿ He just wants you to get better as fast as you can!

Zoro

✿ One word; clueless.

✿ It just looks like a hangover to him, what with the way you groan at the light, are unsteady on your feet, and complain about being nauseous.

"And I thought I drank a lot last night." he'd comment with a smirk. "Shut up, Zoro, you always drink a lot," you whine. "I didn't drink anything!" "The pathetic whining says otherwise." You threw the rag you'd been cleaning with at him. He raised an eyebrow, watching it harmlessly drop to the floor in front of him. "Your form is off." This man, you swear! You try to growl out an insult, but it dies on your tongue, a wave of nausea hitting in it's place, causing you to clasp a hand to your mouth. "Alright, easy champ, no need to strain yourself," Zoro raised his hands in faux surrender. "Come on, you gotta sleep this one off." He can't help but smile as you pathetically smack at him while he picks you up, opting for bridal style as opposed to flour sack, only so you don't empty your guts down his back. Saying that, he'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy holding you like that, though you're far too busy trying to fight him to notice the dusting of pink on his cheeks. "Don't worry I'll get you through this. I know my way around a hangover." "I'm not hungover," you protest as he gently places you in a hammock.

✿ True to his word though, he does see you through it, even if 'it' is the wrong thing. Task failed successfully!

✿ Zoro stays beside you, makes sure you drink plenty of water, and get plenty of rest, even falling asleep himself at one point; his face inches from yours as he was leaning against the post the top end of the hammock was attached to at the time.

✿ Sadly you never saw that as you slept right through it. Would've been good ammunition to use against him when he needed taking down a peg.

Nami

✿ One of the people who would actually do a good job of looking after you. She's not got the gentlest bedside manner; she is firm yet fair, so you're in good hands.

When you don't join the crew for breakfast, Nami took it upon herself to make sure you hadn't gotten tangled in your hammock, or something equally as stupid. You wake up in a cold sweat when you hear your door open, and manage to croak out, "Nami? Oh, did I oversleep?" When you try to get up, she pushes you right back down. "Don't." Her tone indicates that she will not tolerate any shenanigans, and so you do as you're told. "You need to sleep more. I'll get you some water, and later Sanji will make you some soup." She tucks a thin blanket around you, so you don't overheat. "If you so much as try to get out of this hammock I'm going to tie your arms and legs together. Understood?" Unable to stop yourself, you let out a light chuckle. "Nami, you're so cute when you pretend not to care," the fever disabling any kind of filter you may have had. While it did catch her by surprise, you are none the wiser, as you quickly drift back off to sleep. Nami has to take a brief moment to collect herself again, silently cursing the noticeable warmth in her cheeks, then mumbling about how you're an idiot before leaving your room.

✿ Nami basically dictates how your day is. Lots of sleep, plenty of fluids and maybe a warm bath to help sweat this out, and of course she 'requests' (demands) Sanji make a hearty soup to help you get better, which he is more than happy to do for her!

✿ She'll deny it, but she sets up in your room so she can monitor you throughout the day, only going to Chopper for medicine if she thinks it's bad enough, deciding it isn't necessary to bother him with something so manageable.

Usopp

✿ He panics. Something about seeing someone he cares about getting sick makes him think of his mother, and he doesn't want to lose anyone else like that.

Usopp scoops you up and books it to Chopper. You've seen him afraid, but nothing this intense, and no matter how much you try to convince him that you're okay, and that it's just a cold - you can't seem to break through to him. "Chopper, please help! Please!" He begs as he gently places you on a bed. Tears are streaming down his face, as he takes your hand in a vice-like grip. Once Chopper confirms what you already tried to tell him about it being a common cold, he relaxes a bit. You don't hold it against him, clearly this is something deeper for him. Chopper's words, those of a professional, were very reassuring. "You just need rest, but I do have medicine to help with symptoms if you need," he says before putting a comforting little hoof on Usopp's knee. "Everything will be okay, I promise." Usopp takes a moment to collect himself before quietly saying, "Can I stay?" You and Chopper look at each other before smiling back at him, letting him know he is welcome to stay as long as he likes, or in this case needs. Neither of you press him on why this had him so scared, figuring he'll tell you if and when he's ready to.

✿ Chopper will handle all of your care, because Usopp refuses to leave your side.

✿ He keeps you entertained with his stories when you're awake, and scribbles on some loose papers Chopper gives him while you sleep. It's mainly ideas for things to make, and it keeps him calm.

✿ At one point he falls asleep with his arms crossed on the bed beside you, his little fingers linked with your own, like an unspoken promise that you'll get better, and he'll be there when you do.

Sanji

✿ As soon as Sanji catches on that you are sick, he decides to completely dedicate himself to your care and recovery! He's very attentive, and will do every little thing you want or need to get you back to health.

"Darling, I insist!" Every 'it's okay,' and 'you don't need to do all that for me,' will be shot down immediately. "What kind of man would I be if I let someone as lovely as you do anything in this condition?" He clutches his chest dramatically. "No, no. Don't you worry about a thing; I'll make sure you're well again in no time at all." You really don't have the energy to try and dissuade him, so you accept your fate, and let him dote on you the whole day. It's honestly really nice; you love having his attention, and are thankful that the fever hides your blushes, but you also can't help feeling a little guilty with how much he does for you. "Please don't overexert yourself on my behalf, I don't want you to end up getting sick yourself." "Even if I was sick, it wouldn't stop me from looking after you, my dear." You can't help but frown at this. He's so eager to do for others, but is painfully stubborn about receiving that same care. "If you're ever sick, Sanji, I'm gonna do everything that you've done for me - and I won't hear any objection from you on the matter!" You say in as stern a voice as you can manage with a sore throat. "Darling-" "Nope!" You cut him off quickly, "You deserve the same level of care that you give out!" He looks at you a little wide-eyed, an adorable blush creeping along his face. He lets out a small laugh. As much as he'd like to, he says nothing more on it; you're as stubborn as he is it would seem.

✿ Sanji makes lots of lovely food to help aid in your recovery; warming soups, peppermint tea, porridge with ginger and honey. Everything that soothes and settles, no matter the malady.

✿ His bedside manner is impeccable! He's so gentle with you, and he makes sure to check in as often as he can, whilst still doing his duties, getting as much done as possible while you're asleep.

✿ Like Nami, he only goes to Chopper if he feels your condition requires it. He's confident that his cooking will be more than enough to get you back to health.

Robin

✿ A blessing, and a curse. She's very logical, and she knows how to handle such a minor illness, but, she really can't help telling you all about other illnesses that have worryingly similar symptoms.

"Oh, this one is very unpleasant," she beams, and you can't help but press your hands over your ears. "Chopper!" You cry, before she can start telling you about this particular strain of 'instantdeathitus,' practically running into the infirmary with Robin hot on your heels, holding an open book on diseases. "Robin keeps talking about scary diseases and now I'm scared I'm gonna die!" After being given a quick check-up, and much reassurance that, no, you do not have a rare disease that can only be contracted on a specific island in a completely different ocean, and yes, it is just a common cold, you relax. Mostly. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," Robin says later once you have bundled up and settled down. "Your cold just reminded me of this book, and I thought it was fascinating. I just wanted to share it with you." She clearly felt guilty, and you appreciated that this was just how she is, but you really would've rather she'd chosen a different topic to tell you about. "Maybe, you have a book on old remedies you could tell me about instead?" Robin perks back up at this. She truly values how much you understand her, and she can see why talking about diseases when your ill is not the most pleasant experience, so this is a perfect compromise. "That's a wonderful idea," she smiles, and you swear she puts the sun to shame with how bright her smile is. "There might be one we can try that will help with your recovery."

✿ Once you get past the scary disease hiccup, Robin is a great companion, looking up home remedies, and trying out the ones that are clearly based on logic as opposed to superstition.

✿ If you find a good remedy, she's excitedly write it down, and later pass the information on to Chopper.

✿ She's happy to get you water when needed, and will watch over you as you nap in the library. It's one of the quietest parts of the ship, so there is no way to disturb you there.

Franky

✿ Aside from Chopper, Franky is genuinely the best at dealing with sick people. He tones down his behaviour, and knows exactly what you need to get back on your feet.

Your head was absolutely thundering, at least that's how it felt. Franky clocked onto your condition as soon as he saw you enter the kitchen, and once you had what you came in for, he hurried you off to his workshop. You thought it was an odd choice. "Shouldn't I go somewhere quiet?" "I know it doesn't seem it, but I can keep this place absolutely silent if I need to. No music, no one else barging in and making a racket," he said, keeping his voice uncharacteristically quiet. "Also the walls are soundproof - keeps noise out just as well as it keeps my noise in." "Oh! That's really impressive," even when ill, there is a sparkle in your eyes when he tells you about pretty much anything he's designed or built. You notice his cheeks turning red, but assume that it's just from the compliment as he looked so proud when you gave it to him. "That's not all," he grins, "I've been working on a lil something, and now's the perfect time to show you!" That certainly piqued your interest, and he was doing a great job at distracting you from how bad you felt. Franky led you to one of the corners of the room, one that was covered in a large tarp. You'd seen it many times, and you were always curious, but he'd always brushed it off whenever you brought it up, so the thought of finally seeing what was under there was exciting! Pulling down the tarp revealed a little alcove that was almost like a nest considering the amount of cushions. "It's a space for you," he said sheepishly, "so you have somewhere comfortable to sit when you hang out in here. I figured you could rest there whilst you're ill, and I can look out for you." You stared at it in absolute wonder, big shining eyes darting between it and him. "It's absolutely perfect, thank you so much!"

✿ Franky kept the workshop quiet like he said he would, and whenever you needed anything, like water or medicine, he'd go and get it for you.

✿ At some point Chopper came in to check on you, since Franky had mentioned you were ill, but there really wasn't much to do about it besides getting lots of rest, and you had that covered.

✿ He'd work on his quiet projects, the ones still in the planning and design stages, whilst you slept peacefully in your cosy nest.

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pseudophan · 6 months

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how did we figure out phil’s room in the second london flat was a set beyond the fact that his shit was in dans room? and also how did we figure out the two flat situation i literally do not remember

oh boy, well, this story is vastly different depending on the phannie circles you were in at the time

me personally i saw their floor plans like, a week after they moved in. i always knew they had two flats, way before it even became a theory, but i was on here for two years like idk man! who's to say! because oh my god we were NOT supposed to know that shit. now, in my defence, it REALLY wasn't my fault. i didn't go looking for it nor did i ask to see it, however i did and to this day the whole thing was just very funny. weird! creepy! but funny. i'm not gonna say who found them in the first place, but in short the real estate listings stayed up for awhile after they moved in and bc of the location (near the first london flat, an address everyone had at that point) someone quite easily found them. said person emailed phil and phil got them taken down, but because phannies can't keep their mouths shut the contents of that listing did get spread around a fair bit

as for everyone who Wasn't being a creep like some of us, there were just clues that added up over time. firstly just like, the designs of the two flats are vastly different. you can tell which rooms belong to which flat just based on the look of them, and the difference in style combined with the fact that they had two kitchens made it so it just didn't make much sense for all of this to be one apartment. there was a whole thing about hardwood floors vs carpet, namely when phil tweeted about this centipede that got into "his room" and then dan happened to "walk past" at 2am. meanwhile the pics he posted of said centipede were on wooden floors (or laminate or whatever idk) and the amazingphil bedroom set very much had carpet. like, the centipede was in the moon room, i do believe the conclusion was

my personal favourite thing though was one of phil's sleepless night videos, because those of us who knew for a fact there were two flats were CRYYYINGGGG laughing at that shit bc the blatant lying was just so funny. this dude rly laid on top of his sheets fully clothed complaining at full volume about how he couldn't sleep. but then he went to get a charger from the living room (in the other flat, where dan was sleeping) and all of a sudden he's being all quiet. absolutely incredible content. 10/10 no notes.

anyway, kids... don't look at your favourite youtube gay people's floor plans. even if it's funny.

#answered

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just-another-siimp · 1 year

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Surface Pressure 141 x Reader HCs

Just a dumb bunch of thoughts about the 141st members reacting to their S/O giving them a massage, i crave fluff so i'm writing it for myself. If you guys like this please reblog! It gives me my daily serotonin boost.

word count: 1.3k Warnings: Unsure, if you find any let me know <3.

Captain John Price

We all know that as Captain, John is under a lot of pressure to not only keep his team alive but to get results.

A lot of the stress that he has is held in his shoulders, it doesn't help that post mission he spent a lot of his time hunched over a desk completing reports.

Massages often helped.

You often bought him coffee in the early hours of the morning, strong and dark the perfect combination to get him through the rest of his reports.

Even with exhaustion hanging over you, you'd stay by his side. Keeping him company until he joined you in bed.

You sat on your phone, idly scrolling through the news trying to catch up on the normal of aspects of life you missed while deployed. In the three months since you'd been away there was another royal scandal, the clicking of keys stopped drawing your attention away from the click bait article you'd been occupying yourself with.

Looking up you noticed how John rubbed his shoulder, sighing as he checked over his work before turning to you. When your eyes met he smiled and you practically melted, rolling the chair closer to his side in order to steal a kiss to the cheek before you lost him to his reports again.

"I'm almost done, love. Won't be long now." Your hand reached out to his, squeezing gently as you stood fingers sliding up his arm and the shoulder he'd been rubbing just moments prior. Wordlessly you added a small amount of pressure, both hands now gently massaging the tension away. John leaned back in his chair, head lulling to the side as his hands reached up to hold yours. In a matter of seconds he'd completely melted in his chair, blue eyes staring lovingly up at you.

"You've been sitting at this desk too long, dear." "Hmm if you keep this up I'll never get the reports done."

"That's the point."

Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick

Gaz always has an air of 'calm' surrounding him, it's the reason why you'd fallen in love with him. Even under pressure he never seemed to crack, though that didn't change the fact that even he could grow angry and frustrated.

Anger was often a result of exhaustion, nightmares, aching limps keeping him awake or the worst possible thing. Your young neighbours throwing a house party at 2am on a tuesday.

You'd hate to admit it but even you were growing tense with the near constant thudding of bass boosted music. The party did eventually end, only with police intervention. Which was probably for the best, because if either of you had gone next door it would not have been a nice encounter.

Even after the nights drama Gaz couldn't sleep, he'd continued to toss and turn next to you. No amounts of spooning able to quench the frustration he felt.

Gaz had gotten up to get a glass of water from the kitchen, you sat up listening to the sound of footsteps padding back into the room. He gave you an apologetic smile as he placed the glasses down, that's when you realised. He'd bought you water too. This man was far too sweet to be real.

"Sorry to wake you Sweetheart."

"Come 'ere"

Your voice was coated in sleep, soft and sweet as you reached out for him. As he knelt down on the bed he pulled you into a kiss, something soft and sweet hidden within all of his anger and frustration.

"Lay down."

"Is that an order?" He's smirking at you, you're rolling your eyes at him. Despite the sass he still lays down, on his stomach. Fingers tugging lightly at the shirt you wore, it belonged to him once upon a time. Doing your best not to accidentally knee Kyle in the ribs you straddled his back, hands running down his back.

"Don't be a shit, Kyle."

"Yes ma'am."

In a matter of seconds he was putty in your hands, muscles relaxing under your expert hands as they pushed out the knots in his back. Fifteen minutes later he was fast asleep, with you laying on his back like a weighted blanket. Both finally sleeping peacefully.

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

Ghost isn't the type to enjoy a massage, or any form of TLC really. The feeling of hands on his shoulders send him back to the battlefield, the weight on his back makes him feel like he's suffocating.

Even with you he's not fond of a massage, if you start to rub his shoulders or back he'll guide you into a a hug. Often smothering you in a cuddle, or returning the favour and offering to give you a massage instead.

What he does like however, is his hands being played with.

Simon can't explain it, but the feeling of your fingers gently pinching the pressure point between his thumb and forefinger is relaxing.

The movie had long since been abandoned, yet it still played softly in the background. You and Simon hadn't moved from the couch since dinner, takeout containers sitting empty on floor instead of being disposed of immediately. 'It won't hurt for the floor to be messy for a few hours' Simon had said, his attempt at keeping you on the couch successful. He'd sat with his back against the armrest, you between his legs so he could stop you from leaving. So you wouldn't have been able to say no either way.

Your hands had taken one of his, gently massaging away the ache that had settled in during the cool evening. He told you he was starting to get old, you rolled your eyes and reminded him that you're both the same age.

As the ending title began to play you shifted, releasing his hand as you attempted to get up. The same hand you'd been holding moments early snaking back around your waist and pulling you back to him.

"Where are you going?"

"To pee"

"I'm coming with you." At that comment you smack his hand, standing up.

"Clingy are we?"

Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish

Johnny is very much a head rub kinda guy, he would start world war three if it meant getting a head rub.

that's an exaggeration, he wouldn't.. unless- jk

He likes to sit in front of you on the couch while you play with his mohawk, normally he pulls your leg over his shoulder and will massage your calf or foot.

He doesn't want you to feel left out

but when he's stressed tho? like mega stressed all of the tension in his body goes to his neck. He ends up getting Migraines so bad he sits in a dark until they go away. When on a mission it's worse.

As the sun went down the chill in the safe house grew, huddling closer to the fire you waited for Soap to come out of the shower. He'd been in there for longer than usual, you could only assume that it was as a result of the exhaustion that had overtaken both of you.

If it wasn't for the chill that had set in you'd probably have fallen asleep in bed, but you'd wait for Johnny first. After all snuggling was the best way to achieve warmth, or so he liked to remind you. The door swung open behind you, footsteps skipping right past you as he flopped down on the bed.

It was clear as day and you knew the signs, he had one of those Migraines again.

"mo ghràdh.. I'm so tired."

"Come get into bed properly, love. Then you can sleep."

Once you were both snuggled up under the covers, your hand rested on the back of his neck. Thumb sliding up from his shoulder just to the base of his ear, adding a little pressure before going back to it's starting position.

"Y/N-"

"Shh, go back to sleep."

"Thank you.."

Within a few minutes you'd both drifted off to sleep.

#call of duty mw2 #modern warefare ii #simon ghost riley #johnny soap mactavish #kyle garrick #captain john price #simon ghost riley x reader #johnny soap mactavish x reader #john mactavish x reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader #kyle garrick x reader #john price x reader #captain price x reader #this got long #i'm not sorry #i want a head rub now #simp writes #thanks komo for the save with soap

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whyyouacknsocraycray · 17 days

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fanfiction about me tag meme!!

I was tagged by @princeparakeet, thank you!!!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

36 fics! 35 are complete, and one is on hiatus. Currently, they are locked to users with an account.

2. What is your AO3 wordcount?

692,264 words

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Right now, I am focused on RDR2 and Sekiro

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Naturally, it is my longest fics, and all RDR2 fics haha!

Rearrange the Stars - Isaac lives AU, Charthur

One Last Time - sort of has a Sadithur implied ending but mostly gen

Toil and Trouble - 2AM (Albert/Arthur)

The Morgan Family - Arthur Morgan/Mary Gillis

Freedom on the Canvas (ON HIATUS) - Charthur

5. Do you respond to comments?

Yes! I try to respond to every one, though some slip through the cracks.

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

Probably either Collapse (RDR2) or When the Time Comes (RDR2). Both are rough for Arthur emotionally.

7. What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Most of them have happy endings haha! Probably Rearrange the Stars, though.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not on AO3. I have received nasty comments on FFN, though. That's part of the reason I don't post there anymore. The other reason is that FFN's user design is awful.

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

No, unfortunately, I never like how it turns out. Implied sex only over here.

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

No, but I've thought about it.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know about.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Also not that I know about.

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

No, but I've done mini-bangs where I've written fic based on an art piece. So co-created, I guess.

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

Oh gosh... for RDR2, I do like Charthur a lot, but lately I've been thinking more and more about Albert/Arthur. And I like Genikiro for Sekiro. I'm not sure which is my favorite.

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

Freedom on the Canvas. To finish it, I would have to rewrite large chunks of it, so who knows if that will happen.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Outlining, believe it or not! I can usually create the main plot path of a fic fairly well in advance of actually writing. Details end up changing, of course, but usually the main plot stays the same.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Long descriptions and metaphors. I know I don't neeeeeeed to have a lot of those, but sometimes I read fics with amazing, detailed descriptions of the environment and I want to work on my own.

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

Hmmmm it depends on a lot of different things. How much dialogue, is there an easy way to translate it for the reader, does current narrating character understand the language of the dialogue? It's very situational. Usually, if the character understands the other language but the reader likely doesn't, I put English in italics with a dialogue tag for which language it is. I did do romanized Korean for one fic because the narrating character didn't quite understand it, and that way readers could also try sounding it out.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Ah, it was for a TV show called Person of Interest.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

How am I supposed to pick???? For Sekiro, it would definitely be Tea House. I'm not sure which of my RDR2 fics is my favorite.

I'm tagging @pipdepop @sentanixiv @emmithar-blog @altairattorney if you are interested! No pressure, of course!

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inthedayswhenlandswerefew · 4 months

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Hi, I hope you’re doing well! I just came here to be upset with you over everything I’ve read in the last two days. I started with NTTF and it was angsty but HAPPY in the end! Then I made the grave mistake of reading When The World Is Crashing Down. I stayed up until 2am to finish it when I have to be awake at 5am. The tears were unstoppable. I had to remind myself it’s not real.

You are the best Aegon writer I’ve ever seen, you’re legitimately amazing. I’m willingly going to put myself through more torment to read the rest of your HOTD fics.

I’m trying to cling to the happy moments but in NTTF I loved loved loved Aegon and reader’s palm reading jokes, they ended up being so sweeet!! I was absolutely pissing myself when Trent pulled her out of the car though, genuinely had to take some deep breaths. Aemond pulling out the revolver was hot though, ate that up!

Bottom line you’re crazy talented and the work you put into your fics is evident in how good they are! I can’t wait to read more!

Going from NTTF to WTWICD is definitely some whiplash 😂 Lovely Britt, thank you so much for taking the time to send this spectacular message! I am definitely an Aegon girlie at heart and he plays a pretty prominent role in all of my HOTD fics, even the Aemond x Reader ones 🥰 All my fics are horribly angsty in different ways but I think that WTWICD might (???) be the worst, so at least you got that out of the way already 😂😂

That Trent/Jeep scene in Chapter 12 was wild! When I initially posted it I immediately received soooooo many Aemond thirst comments and had to remind everyone that he was in fact NOT the love interest, like I know he's fine af but stay focused y'all!

I truly appreciate your support so much. I added up the hours recently and between drafting, researching, editing, replying to comments, etc., writing is basically a second full-time job for me. I absolutely love it and it is the light of my life but work is definitely the right word for it. Sometimes I get to thinking "wouldn't life be easier if I just went home and watched Netflix??" but then I always find myself getting swept up in these exciting new ideas that I can't resist diving into, and once a series is done I'm so proud of it and can't imagine a world where it didn't exist! So thank you for affirming that this is exactly what I am supposed to be doing 💜

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gednerbedner · 5 months

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2am rant time. Sorry if it doesn't really make sense.

I don't like to wear my skirts as much as I used to, and it's bugging me.

I was a tomboy for a long time growing up. Shirts and jeans. Didn't get my ears pierced until I was 15 cause I was scared it would hurt. Never liked makeup cause it felt weird going on, and I was scared my eyes would get poked, and lipstick is sticky and horrible, and oh gods don't get me started on washing the makeup off afterwards.

And then I got a little older. It was junior year of high school and covid before I actually got into that stuff. I realized I liked edgy plaid skirts. Makeup can be fun when you actually learn to do it right. I feel more confident if I have eyeliner.

But then, the past year or so. I'd been doing makeup consistently for about three-quarters of my first term at college, but then it got cold. The eczema kicked in in ways I'd never seen before, and I had to stop doing so much makeup. I even got a pretty bad eye infection from pushing it too hard. Luckily I've learned how to handle it for this year, but I still have to be careful to stay on top of my routine and not to overdo the makeup.

Then the clothes. I still liked my skirts, but I got my hands on a flannel and started feeling more butch in it. And sometimes I'd tuck my hair in it, and it would look shorter, and I'd kind of like that. And I started feeling less like wearing my skirts.

I think it was winter break that it started it really started to hit me. I started wearing a lot more jeans and shorts. I started really thinking about it, though I was too scared to say anything.

Fast-forward to now. (On a side note I'm considering reposting a couple of my Gender™️ posts from my old diary account on here, since I don't really use that one anymore. They're not really relevant to now though.) I've more or less settled on calling myself genderfluid, if only to one or two people. I'm like half-out to a handful of my friends, I'm out to my girlfriend, but that's it. And most of the time, that's fine. I wear what I'm comfortable in, and it doesn't usually bother me too much.

But I have started to realize that what I'm comfortable in, and what motivates me to do the laundry when I have to wear it, have changed. I really only wear my skirts for parties or for character performances. And that's a little bittersweet to me.

I know that guys can wear skirts as much as girls can wear pants, and that I'm in a very queer space right now anyways and I shouldn't worry about it. But it feels bad when I try to on a day I'm not feeling it. I do my laundry a lot more frequently, so that I don't have to wear my skirts. And it's confusing to me, because they were very much a good thing for me a couple of years ago. Starting to wear them was when I started actually feeling pretty.

I think it's worse because I really don't want to do much actual transitioning. My name is pretty neutral, so while I have a couple of nicknames and my name I use online, I'm probably not changing it any time soon. I like my body parts, so I'm not looking for any kind of surgery. And I hate both sweat and body hair way too much to actually want testosterone. About the biggest change I've really considered beyond some pronoun adjustments and getting a binder is cutting my hair. And I have family who I'm dependent on who would have a shit fit if I did, so that one is going to have to wait a while.

But with me not wanting to do a lot of "transition"-y things, I think it makes the little things that would normally slot into the grey areas of my gender feel harder to ignore. My skirts feel girly, and I don't want to feel girly most of the time right now. And yet, I still miss them. I remember feeling really cute in them for a couple of years, and in a way, I think they were the first thing I really enjoyed that was heavily gendered. My first source of gender euphoria now feels almost dysphoric. It's confusing, and frustrating.

I'm not sure exactly where I'm going with this. But yeah. As much as I'm happy to be feeling out the more masc sides of my gender and getting comfy there, I miss when I enjoyed my skirts.

#gednerbedner #diary entry #terfs dni #vent post #gender #queer #genderfluidity #genderfluid #trans #transmasc #lgbt #lgbtq #lgbtqia #fun fact this is 2 consecutive 2ams #i fell asleep halfway through last night

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moodysullie · 9 months

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Hey Sullie! I just want to thank you for all those danny bunch content!! I have two questions for you: What are your favourite roles by him and do you have a most favourite gif/pic of his?❤️❤️

Hellooo ❤️ I'm happy that you like my DB posts. Imma be real, I think I joined this fandom like suuuuuuper late, but when the time is right it's like 'that's it I've fallen to the bottom of the pit and there's no way up so I'm DEFINITELY staying' 😂

As for your questions:

1) favorite roles by Daniel Brühl: I couldn't choose only one 😭 so here's my as-short-as-it-can-be list.

- Niki Lauda in 'Rush' is guaranteed for the 1st place. I'm not a fan of F1 nor have any knowledge about it at all so I cannot say if his depiction of Lauda is accurate or not, BUT he gave one hell of the performance. Until this day, I'm still amazed how he could channel his emotions and his acting under those make-up & prosthetics. The hospital scene was a highlight. Solid AAA+++

It's sad to know that not only his fans were disappointed (in the Academy) because he didn't get an Oscar nomination, but it affected Daniel as well and it hit him really hard (according to his ARTE documentary). I know 2013 was a year filled with masterpieces here and there in every aspect, especially actors, I just wish he could get one among other nominees as well.

- Laszlo Kreizler in 'The Alienist' because there are uncountable amount of inner conflict in Kreizler. Again, I haven't read the book so I have no clue of the original, but I really like how he portrayed the alienist at that time. The healer of the mind who couldn't heal his own. A doctor who was capable of inflicting pain on others, even though it's unintentionally (he's a victim of domestic violence). A man who wanted honesty from others by telling them to face their demons but he, himself, couldn't bear the pain and face his own.

- Alex Garel in 'Eva'. There were so much subtlety, so much nuances in his performance, very repressed (in my opinion, which is totally in-character) and it paid off in the end (shoutout to Sergi Belbel, Cristina Clemente, Martí Roca & Aintza Serra who were writers for this movie.)

- Escherich in 'Alone in Berlin' because he could convince me, make me feel sympathetic for the inspector.

Man, I'm such a sucker for genius with different sides and shades in one person. Complex characters are my thing. 😂

2) favorite pic/gif of DB: NOOOO DON'T HURT ME THIS WAY 🥲 most of my fav are when Daniel was in film festivals, press con, masterclass or anything film-related. He looks sooo in the zone, like it's where he belongs.

But right now? This one

Why? Easy

I like Daniel.

I like men in white shirt.

I like men with this hairstyle (I am completely forgot how it's called at the time I'm typing this.)

I love cats.

And I like when someone I like playing with cats.

End of the story. 😌

(Also, I write this at 2am in my time so sorry for any misspelling or anything else. 😴)

#thank YOU for sending questions to this lonely girl(?)#😍#sullie talks

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feelbokkie · 10 months

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Good feelings: The sunrise hike was so cute! I could never wake up for sunrise, but I could do it if I woke up at 2am and just stayed up, that's more my style. I'm glad Y/n and Felix are being vulnerable with each other and spending unprompted time together (the daily affirmation "I deserve to be happy" is 👌👌👌 and will hopefully get Y/n to actually start thinking about her own happiness). I hope they continue to get closer because even if they don't end up together romantically, he's definitely so good for her emotionally and will help her move on from the bad things in life she keeps putting herself through (ie Bai and Chan).

Bad feelings: It pisses me off though that so many people in Y/n's life excuses Bai's shitty behavior. I get that Y/n and her parents might feel guilty about her parents' death but Bai was bitchy even before then and now she's absolutely terrible (like I still can't fathom any parent being so cool about one of their kids stealing another's boyfriend by cheating with them, especially when it so clearly makes their actual child miserable???). Like, I'm so tired of Bai and learning more about her backstory gives me zero sympathy for her. Everyone in that family lost her parents but she's the only one that came out shittier as a person from it because everyone started giving her everything afterwards.

I'm glad Hyunjin is back in at the end because I need him (+ Seungmin) to redirect his pissy attitude towards Bai and Chan so they can't spend time with the rest of the group without him being openly hostile. If you can't give Hyunjin a real blicky, he might as well have a figurative one 🔫

-👻✌️

I replied to this and then apparently tumblr didn't post it 😭😭😭

I've accidentally stayed up for a sunrise. Or more like, I stayed up and the sun was suddenly up too. Also, I have no idea where the daily affirmation thing came from. That wasn't even in the original plan for the chapter. It was literally just supposed to be about deep end and the car accident and the sunrise, but it fits so??? But it's so refreshing to see Y/n with Felix after seeing/hearing about the nightmare her relationship with Chan was.

Oh I'm big on bad characters just being bad and their backstory doing shit for their reputation. Some people are just vile and should be seen as such.

There's still one more chapter of the Jeju trip and you know me, shit's going to get messy

#feelbokkie answers #👻✌️ anon #dlmlu smau spoilers #dlmlu press tour

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nicistrying · 11 months

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Mon 12th June

I'm still alive I didn't fall off the face of the earth! I went away with my sister and her kids to a dance gala last weekend and worked every day between then and now. The kids had a great time at the gala and we adults were.. there. We did get to do 2 classes too though, one was proper choreographed dance which I annoyingly sucked at despite having danced for years as a teenager.. the second was Zumba on the sunday morning with a badass instructor which I loved and gave me such a boost after being pretty anxious on the saturday. Also my fitbit broke so I felt like I had nothing to post lol. Weirdly I feel great without it though - stepping and stretching and working out just for the benefit of it without aiming for X steps / miles / heart rate.

This weekend I saw Pink and she was fucking incredible! Probably the best concert I've been to. She was just awesome and so cool.

We stayed late for the after show party at the venue, I got home 2am sunday morning and had to work 9am-6pm to cover holidays lol. So worth it though and I have today and tomorrow off. The weather has been beautiful too which makes me so happy. I did all the housework this morning and then Maggie and I spent the afternoon between sunbathing in the garden and laying in front of the fan inside to cool off. It's been blissful 🥰

Had a lovely stretch, been eating well too as I got my period today and have been getting more bloated as the day's gone on. Avo toast for lunch, and made veggie packed curry for dinner.

Currently relaxing out in the garden listening to music, waiting for Matt to get home and bring me chocolate for my cramps. So excited for a Tuesday off work tomorrow as it's our busiest day and I dread it every week. So I will thoroughly enjoy brunch with my sister in law, tea with Nanna Mary, and another afternoon in the garden with Maggie instead 😍

Hope everyone has been well!!

#fitblr #health blog #fitness blog #update #personal #health #fitness #food #lunch #dinner #Maggie #active fitblr #personal fitblr #stretch #rest day #active rest #self care

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ocean-anchored · 4 months

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Dear future self... January 2, 2024

I want to recap this last week quickly before I jump into my goals and a whole other note. I touched on how I re-connected with Zack again, unfortunately I spent most of my week with him. I don't care to go into the details especially considering how this morning turned out. Last week Wednesday I went to the hockey game with him and he stayed over. Thursday I went to Amber & Naythan's where we played another Exit game and then watched the oilers/sharks game which was a lot of fun. It was so nice to be with them. I know I've said 100 times this year but Amber is the best thing that came out of 2022. I ended up staying at zacks that night. Still nothing to even care about talking about. Friday night I went to the wranglers game with Shane which was fun, we met up with his nephew & friend & watched from their box seats. Saturday I chilled for the morning, went thrifting with Amber & Naythan for the NYE party & then went skating at bowness with zack again. Afterwards Marc came over for a walk & we went to Amici's which was really nice. He's such a good guy. We really do connect on so many levels & are so similar in countless ways. We had some amazing talks. He was supposed to stay over which I wish I didn't leave open for zack. Sunday I went to Ambers to help set up for NYE. Then came home to get ready, picked up Troy & then we started the party! NYE was so great. Everyone looked amazing, it was so fun that everyone dressed up, I wish we got a photo of everyone together though. So Amber had arranged that my character & Troy's were husband & wife which was funny, sneaky. Shane, Sandra & then ambers mom & brother came too. I felt like I had no idea what we were doing but it ended up being really amazing, no one actually guessed the killer. I wish I flirted with Troy a bit more before "my affair" was out but that's ok. It was an old hollywood glam murder mystery in case I forgot to mention that duh. We had lots of fun & then we played beer pong before midnight hit. Amber went live on my IG which was absolutely hilarious, that one is saved on my posts for life. By this time we were all nicely drunk I think especially Amber. Amber then was telling Troy he should kiss me and then told me to kiss him & I shyed away because I was so nervous, then Amber said It again to Troy I think & he looked at me & said something like well, its nye & she wants us to kiss soo... so we kissed. It was really cute. Again, I wish I was a little more in it than I remembered but it was great. Troy got pretty drunk afterwards though, found him hunched over the toilet after him & I played a 1:1 beer pong game with Champane. He took himself to bed around 1:30/2am. We stayed up which idk how but till 4am. Shane was playing this weird card game that I had literally no idea what was going on except that everyone kept calling bullshit on me & I had to keep drinking. I wanted to go curl up with Troy in the basement but its probably good that I didnt. Naythan took me up to bed, brushed my hair & I slept with him & amber which was funny but poor Amber said I snored all night. Oops I felt bad. Woke up around 10am ish & poor Naythan was dying. Helped clean up & drove Troy home. It was fun, everyone had a really great time so I'm really glad for that memory & time together. It was really perfect ringing in the year like that. I spent yesterday lounging and resting for the day. Zack came over later & spent the night, again nothing to even talk about since that is done for good. I just finished reading all my posts from last year so I want to do a new post on things i want to try to work on for this next year etc. Troy did just text me though so that's cute. Hope I see him again soon, I've enjoyed getting to know him.

#personal #dear future self #dearfutureself #monthly recap #journal update

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chrismcshell · 7 months

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recap of the past 2 days of my life (nothing super important; i just feel like writing a big diary-type post)

FRIDAY OCTOBER 13TH (spilling into saturday AM but i'm counting all of it as "friday night" even if it was after midnight. fight me)

had kind of a bad day at work. it was mostly okay but i was tired and didn't want to work and then got pulled into a teams call near the end of my shift and. ugh

took a nap after work

felt Bad after my nap. did not feel refreshed. felt kinda depressed honestly

spent the evening slowly getting ready to go out, wondering if i should just cancel my plans and stay home. almost cried a few times

finally got out of the house. just barely missed my bus. almost turned around and went right back home. almost cried, again

decided to stick it out and catch the next bus

made it to the Dance Party and had fun dancing all night even though i felt like a bit of a loser dancing by myself and not talking to anyone lol. music was too loud; i couldn't really strike up a conversation with anyone!!!! maybe i will find someone to go with me next time

party ended at 2am. there was supposedly a bus i could take home from a nearby bus stop around 2:20, so i headed out to the bus stop and waited. and waited. the bus did not show up. thankfully there was another bus scheduled half an hour later that did show up. but i sure did spend more than half an hour waiting out in the cold in the middle of the night. almost cried again for the 2394635th time

finally got home around 3:30ish i think?

got to bed around 4am

SATURDAY OCTOBER 14TH

woke up shortly before 5pm. oh god i slept almost 13 whole hours. guh

ate breakfast around 5:30pm

chatted with my sister to catch up on the whole day she had while i was asleep

did some laundry

had a lil movie night with sister; we watched Friday the 13th (1980) for the first time (neither of us had seen it before!) on this very appropriate day of Saturday the 14th. good movie!!! yet another one checked off the list of Iconic Horror Movies I Need To Watch

watched robbydude twitch stream. got to the stream late because i was busy watching movie. honestly was not expecting a robbydude stream tonight i kinda thought they'd spend more time cooking their arg stuff. anyway shoutout to robi. im glad i watched the "ultra despair boys" vods this year so i am Aware of a certain very obvious source of inspiration for robi. but i also feel personally attacked by this because how dare u make me think about d*nganr*npa and specifically one of my absolute favourite characters from that godforsaken series. anyway i love robi

so now u are caught up. on My Weekend

#ray speaks

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tardytothesimspardy · 1 year

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Party like it's [Sim Year Undetermined]

I counted at least 5 New Year mentions, but there was that gap from January to April, so there might be a few more. Feels weird that these guys have only had 5 New Years but whatever.

There are numerous New Year's party posts on here, but I like throwing them, and my Sims like parties, so I'll keep doing it.

So here is the actual New Year's Eve party, and also when Trigger could (mournfully) introduce himself to his family. For some reason he aged up with the moodlet of mourning Moira, even though she died when he was very much a baby, which is annoying. I didn't know Moira made such an impact on him despite literally never seeing him.

Before the party began, the day was already chock full of small things, such as Buck beginning to teach Trigger to talk (dude just grew up but go off I guess), and comforting him on a loss that he did not know.

I honestly like when the party first starts and I see the Sims begin to pour in.

The mood was jovial, and everyone seemed to have a good time (except maybe Rich, as his arms were clipping through his torso when he was sitting down)

To make up for his clipping issues, he tried flirting with Laurie, but she absolutely was not having it. Every time I have a party where Rich and Laurie are invited, Rich tries to flirt with Laurie, and every single time without fail, Laurie immediately shuts him down, and usually berates him for even having the notion that he could do so.

When it came to the final countdown, it was a little glitchy, so I don't have any celebratory pictures, which is so unfortunate. I caught Ali hugging Trigger, and I am endlessly sad that I didn't get it in time to take a picture. It was so cute. Ali is already a fantastic aunt for Trigger.

Throughout the whole party, Trigger was not having a great time. Between him being tired, mourning Moira, and having stranger danger, he wanted nothing more than to just go to bed. Buck read him a bedtime story at like, 3 in the morning, an hour before Buck and Mary Lu went to bed themselves.

Like, you see the light from the windows? Despite the party being finished around 1-2am, some Sims stayed to chat for hours, while Mary Lu and Buck cleaned up the house.

Ali, sweetie, just because it's Sunday tomorrow doesn't mean you can stay up this late. (I suppose it's kinda but not really fine, as her mom and sister are also still there)

The next morning (or afternoon, really), Ashlee Landgraab called Mary Lu to tell her that someone in the household (probably Ashlee, I can't see Malcolm having anything to do with children) adopted a toddler, and so Mary Lu went over briefly to meet him.

His name is something like Adolfo, and he has the fussy trait. Nice to meet you, little dude. You will grow up in the lap of luxury, but also with Malcolm Landgraab. Sorry. Maybe by the time Adolfo is fully grown, Malcolm will be dead. One can hope.

#I'll be going over to Flat and Flo next #I just wanted to wait until Trigger was a toddler before doing so #I still need to figure out when to move Flo and Flat into the Sims 3 Broke lot but for now they need to save money #They'll almost certainly get a couple roommates since they'll only be using one trailer for now #Ruby's trailer won't be hers for a *while*#the sims 4 #ts4 #simblr #the sims 4 gameplay #the sims 4 screenshots #sims 4 #the sims 4 legacy #ts4 gameplay #the brokes #images have alt text

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heartbreakposting · 1 year

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Havent posted in a while. Haven't really felt the need to get anything out of my system. Not sure if i was avoiding my feelings or if things were just going okay.

Anyways, yesterday was a mess. I was supposed to spend the day and night being a slut with Dubby, but after a couple hours he ended up asking me to leave. It was kinda disappointing, feels like something always interrupts us, but I'm not gonna get mad at him for needing space to grieve a friend that passed away. My phone was nearly dead so i had to work myself up to ask if i could stay a little longer and let it charge. We talked about emotions a bit, how feeling like I'm inconveniencing others makes me uncomfortable, how showing emotion is hard for him, some of that stuff was nice to get out in the open.

I decided to head to the crucible instead of trying to make it home. I wouldn't have made it to greenbelt in time to catch rta home anyways, and I'd kinda wanted to go to crucible for the suspenDC event anyways. Sent messages to a few friends i knew would be there, letting them know i had a rough day.

I had a pretty good time just being able to see some friends, even if i didn't play or anything. Seeing Ben and Nichole do their hooks stuff was fun. I was originally hoping to get a ride home from Nichole but after how her scene went i was nervous to ask. Willow ended up letting me know she would be staying with Rob so that would be a no go anyways. As awkward as it was, i ended up getting a ride from Frank. I feel weird asking him for stuff, I'm glad i worked up the courage though, otherwise I'm not sure how i would have gotten home.

Didn't have my key so i tried all the doors, no luck. Felt a little shameful texting to be let in at 2am, but I'm getting better about putting my shame aside to ask for what i need. I made sure to message people to let them know i made it home safe, don't like thinking my friends might be worrying about me.

I think I'm doing better interacting with Frank after the LF&P, that eased a lot of my worry, just being able to interact somewhat without me crying over him or him seeming uncomfortable around me. Hopefully means I'm healing. Still feel like I'd go back to him if he decided to take me back, but i think I'm getting better at accepting that that probably isn't gonna happen.

Anyways, Thanksgiving is over, i have to get back to job searching so i can have money again. Things will settle into some sort of normalness eventually, i just have to keep going until i get there.

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undercityviktor · 2 years

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If you're up for it, I need some soft fluff. Preferably late night in the lab, and just two frustrated and sleepy bois, needing to relax. Bonus points if you do Zaunite Jayce and Piltovian Viktor (but that's only if you're up for it) 💕

I’ve called this ‘Sweetmilk at 2am’, and like my other ones from today, I’ll post it on AO3 as well. I went for Zaunite Jayce and Piltovian Viktor in this one, because why not have some fun with it? I hope it’s fluffy enough for you, and thanks for the prompt!

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Viktor looked up and did a small double-take at the sight of his partner slumped over his desk. Jayce was one of those rarer Zaunites who had only grown bigger and tougher under adversity. Where many had been slowly poisoned into chronic sickness by the chemicals in the water and the fumes in the air, Jayce seemed to have simply cracked his knuckles and fought it all off with his fists. He’d shown up for his first day at the Academy with a black eye and a fat, split lip, and he’d taken every problem they’d had together head-on ever since.

Viktor approached things like a set of engraver’s tools, steady, cautious, and lethally sharp. Except, at nearly two in the morning, he didn't feel lethally sharp anymore. He felt slow and foggy, and the caffeine they had knocked back hours ago had fizzled to nothing in their bloodstream. Jayce could drink a ristretto right before bed and still sleep like the dead though.

Sleep was a fickle mistress to Viktor on any day of the week, but that night, he thought she might be kind to him. He yawned expansively and pushed carefully back from the desk, reaching for his cane as he stood and stretched out the pins and needles from his tight muscles. The action made him realise that Jayce was going to get a terrible crick in his neck and back if he stayed hunched over his notes like that, so Viktor crossed to him and laid a hand gently on his shoulder. Whether it was a reflex honed on the streets of Zaun or simply an honest surprise, Jayce twitched awake immediately and grabbed Viktor’s wrist in his fingers.

In the blink of an eye he had applied the kind of pressure that would see Viktor in an armlock he could never hope to escape, only to let go and immediately turn in his seat to face him. “Fuck, Vik,” he said. “I’m so sorry. You scared the shit out of me. I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“No apologies needed, Jayce,” Viktor smiled, though he did rub his wrist carefully with his other hand for a moment. The size of Jayce’s hands was starting to spark all sorts of inappropriate thoughts. “I believe we have passed our academic and intellectual peak for the evening, however.”

Jayce yawned again and nodded. “You ok? You look wiped out.”

“I…” Viktor faltered. Truth was, he was wrecked after weeks of pushing towards their latest deadline and scraping by on three hours of sleep a night at most. “I could benefit from a hot shower and a few hours’ rest before we get going again,” he hedged.

“C’mon. If that place on Foundry Boulevard is still open, I’ll get you a sweetmilk on our way.”

Viktor’s stomach lurched oddly. Even as one half of Heimerdinger’s two favourite postgrads, Jayce couldn’t have had much left over from his Academy stipend, and yet he wanted to treat Viktor to sweetmilk at two in the morning. “If it’s open,” Viktor said, and watched Jayce’s whole face light up. How could anyone refuse eyes like those? “Let me get my coat.”

By the time Viktor had crossed the lab to the neat little coat rack beside the door, Jayce had already shoved his huge arms into his sleeves and was buttoning up his battered old jacket. He lifted Viktor’s black woollen coat off the hook and held it up for him, one arm at a time. Viktor’s lips twitched into a lopsided smile and he ducked his head. “Thank you, Jayce. You know…” he added and Jayce paused nervously halfway through hoisting Viktor’s coat up to sit on his shoulders, “I’m not one of those romance heroines you seem to enjoy reading about. You don’t have to keep doing things for me.”

“Do you want me to stop?” Jayce asked, exactly as he held the door open for Viktor to walk through first.

Viktor eyed Jayce’s hand on the door and raised an eyebrow, and Jayce groaned. “No,” Viktor smiled. His eyes prickled and his whole body hurt, but somehow Jayce’s warm, buoyant personality made everything just a little easier. “Did you make any progress today?”

“You mean before I faceplanted into my notes? No, not really. I’m thinking if we can bypass…” the rest of his thoughts disappeared into a huge yawn, and he licked his lips and looked at Viktor. “Tomorrow,” he said. “I’ll fix it tomorrow.”

“We will fix it tomorrow,” Viktor said.

His gait was slow, his hip and knee burning, toes of his right foot dragging on the flagstones, and when Jayce noticed, he nudged his elbow out just a fraction. Viktor’s pace stalled and he looked up into Jayce’s hazel eyes. Evidence of a fortnight of sleep deprivation and poor shaving was also writ clear on his face, but his smile was as warm and genuine as ever. Viktor wondered exactly what Jayce saw when he looked down from his great hulking height at Viktor. At two in the morning, he certainly couldn’t have looked much healthier.

With a shy answering smile of his own, Viktor tucked the fingers of his left hand into the crook of Jayce’s extended elbow and squeezed. He stayed there until Jayce handed him a takeaway cup of warm sweetmilk with a little straw sticking jauntily out of the lid.

“You’re not having anything?” Viktor asked.

“Nah. Might steel some of yours,” Jayce grinned. “Partner.”

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Thanks for the prompt!

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dourpeep · 3 years

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IT WAS 2AM WHEN I SENT THAT SO I HELD BACK MY SIMPING FOR COLLEGE ALBEDO A LITTLE. tried not to send all my brainrot so I didn't just send a wall of text into your inbox LOL. Some others I thought of were:

- Mona giving astrology forecasts and compatibility readings in this au and Albedo may have asked her about the two of you

- Going to botanical gardens or museums with Albedo but for some reason it feels like a date even when it didn't intent to be. You tug on his sleeve now and then when you see something he might be interested in or even when it's something that excites you, and Albedo can't help but have a soft look in his eyes that he can share this moment with you! Somehow it results in the two of you holding hands - just so neither of you stray from each other of course - and eventually, intertwined fingers. You hear someone say that the two of you seem like a cute couple and you know Albedo heard it too, but neither of you say anything. You feel his hand squeeze yours a little tighter and respond in kind. The two of you are too embarrassed to look at each other but can't help the smiles on your faces.

- Lending Albedo some of your favourite books for pleasure reading and you've left tiny tabs on lines that you like. Perhaps this is before Albedo realizes his feelings so when he reads particularly romantic lines, he wonders if this is how he feels about you. Or did you mark these pages because you feel this way about someone? His stomach is in knots to the thought that you may be intrested in someone that isn't him and he settles for it just being prose.

WHAT YOU WROTE WAS SO CUTE AAA. THANK YOU FOR SIMPING FOR COLLEGE BEDO WITH ME!!

Tugging his hand and not letting go omg . . . you tend to just intertwine pinkies or play with his fingers absent-mindedly that Albedo becomes so accustomed to it so he starts to offer you his hands without a second thought.

WAIT. I gasped at Albedo being a cuddler. He's a little delirious when he first wakes up but you're so comfy that he hugs you a little tighter, asking if you've slept well. You try to reply while worrying about whether or not he can feel your heart thrumming in your chest.

What if Klee is staying with Albedo one night and the three of you fall asleep cuddled up together. Alice comes back early in the morning before any of you are awake and takes a picture. She sends it to Albedo later and he sets it as his phone's wallpaper.

Albedo staring at your lips winded me, thank you.

YES TO THE SWEATERS. I bet Albedo would have the softest and coziest sweaters too! Imagine it being a little cold out and you see Albedo across campus so you bound over to him and give him a hug. You nuzzle into him and mumble out a little 'hello' and say he's warm. You feel his laugh rumble through his chest while he greets you back, wrapping his arms around you

And I LOVE ALL YOUR HEADCANONS! I believe I found your blog around the time you posted Albedo's snort headcanon and it was too much for my heart!! I held tight to that headcanon and never let go lol. I also thought the science + college headcanons you had of him were really nice despite not being necessarily romantic!

Side note: I looked up that lobster fact and that's so cool!!

The Lobster Fact(tm) is my go-to ice breaker and it always fails. I'd imagine it's normally the same w/ Bedo OTL so sad...not many wish to know about potential lobster immortality.

I'm glad that you love the headcanons though!! I enjoy writing for Albedo so so much as you can tell ehe

That being said--if it makes you more comfy to send stuff in a few bursts of asks, I don't mind :DD I'll answer them as usual nodnod

OKIE DOKIE

"...Mona, yes?"

"Ah, I was expecting you to come around sooner or later, Kreideprinz."

Really, Albedo didn't mean to stumble upon the Astronomy major, but for some reason the thought of you has been on his mind and the campus' observatory just so happened to be on the way. With the meager hope that...maybe he'd find some sort of answer (in what, he wasn't really sure himself), there she was.

Luckily, she knew just what he was there for.

The moment that she twirls her hand with a wave, telling him that there isn't anything to worry about, the apprehension creeping within his chest at the thought of seeing you next-

disappeared.

It's not often that he turns to less orthodox methods, but he wouldn't lie. Knowing that--at least in Mona's opinion (which tended to be correct, anyway)--the two of you were undoubtly compatible? Something about how your constellations were intertwined...

In fact, Albedo turns a little theory around in his mind. Though based in old folktales, the idea that you gravitate towards those who are made of the very same stardust as yourself, suddenly made sense.

Or, perhaps he was just being hopeful.

Little does he know that you most definitely asked Mona about the same thing earlier that day.

AHHHHH BUT OF COURSE-

Any of those kinds of places--Botanical Gardens, Art Museums, Aquariums, Zoos, Museums in general--Any place where you're able to utterly lose yourself in your surroundings and look around in awe, really, are your go-to date outing destination!

Usually, it's just the two of you, maybe with Sucrose or Timaeus if it's for a particular class, as well as the occasional Klee in tow whenever Alice is busy with work.

But in this case, fingers interlocked, it's just the two of you on a impromptu trip to the art museum downtown after seeing a promotional banner about a new exhibit. Once inside, you rush along, Albedo trailing close behind with a light squeeze of your hand. The large area used for temporary exhibits isn't far from the entrance, so it's not long until you skid to a stop.

All along the walls are incredibly detailed oil paintings, the thin layered strokes glistening in the light. Albedo takes a moment to whisper to you about how oil paint works.

Due to the thinness of the paint and it's transparency, light passes through every carefully placed stroke, allowing for a unique sort of depth that isn't achievable with other painting media. You smile, the artificial light of the art exhibit making your features glow and Albedo can't help but wonder if you are like those paintings.

So complex, so carefully created in an image perfected with time. Your eyes search his and you say his name and Albedo clears his throat when he realizes he's been staring.

"Do you like this one?"

Ah, you must've assumed he took a liking to this particular painting.

His eyes shift back to it, taking in the sight of the balance of color, the composition, then back to you. He only stares a second longer before nodding.

Whether or not you realize the view he likes is you is something that he dwells on as you both make your way to the next painting.

If you had a penny for every time that someone comments on the way you compliment each other, you'd probably be able to pay off your tuition for next semester.

Okay, perhaps not, but the idea still stands.

You're only just at the end of the art exhibit when the security guard wishes the two of you a lovely date. Something about how young love is something to be treasured, something about how the two of you already seem so natural and comfortable in each other's presence.

Before you can mumble out an explanation, Albedo just squeezes your hand, gentle as always, and smiles.

It's a compliment, right? For someone to see how close you are, even if you really are just friends, is a good thing.

Ignoring the warmth that spreads over your cheeks, you smile and turn your head away shyly. Squeezing his hand back, the thought of what it'd be like if you were together crosses your mind.

Just as you lend books to him, he lends books to you. Surprisingly, this time it just so happens to be a poetry book--something that you expressed interest in a week ago but ended up not getting.

Within, he's left colorful notes with his neat, slanted writing.

Short discussions (presumably questions to himself) of what the poet must've been thinking, different possible scenarios, are peppered throughout the book. But one just so happens to catch your eye. Rather than a question, it's a statement. Simple, short, and...sweet.

'You carry the aura of the stars.'

The little yellow sticky note pasted beneath a love poem to the night sky stands out. Suppressing a flutter in your chest, you continue reading through the poem book with a few giggles at Albedo's musings until you find a note with most of the words crossed out.

It's entirely unlike him, the way that the dark ink scribbled over the words, making them illegible.

But at the bottom was a continued attempt--one you presume he was satisfied with by the way it lay pristine on the colorful paper.

'You look. I fail to speak.

Your mind, so brilliant as it is I wish to see behind To further appreciate the one I love.

I can only hope one day you shall let me in, So for now I wait patiently by your side.'

Who could he have written this for? You can't help but stare at the poetic attempt, knowing full well that Albedo seldom does something without meaning.

The book closes and you tuck it back on the shelf to ask about later.

AAAAA YESYESYESYES I LOVE THAT CUDDLE PILE W/ ALBEDO AND KLEE

Even though Albedo's a grade A student and certified genius (he's adamant in his denial, shaking his head and mumbling about how he just studies hard), he's not entirely a stickler for rules.

Well, that is, Aunt Alice's suggestion that Klee goes to bed by 9.

Instead, the three of you settle in the common room of Albedo's place in a bundle of pillows and blankets at the demands of a pillow fort.

The tv blinks on accompanied by the near silent click of the remote.

"What should we watch?"

Klee always ends up picking the movie. This time, she wants Alice in Wonderland, commenting on how the bunny is like her best friend Dodoco and the blonde girl on screen is named after mommy. Albedo doesn't bother correcting her, even though he knows quite well that dear, sweet Dodoco is a chinchilla.

Between sips of juice and a few mouthfuls of popcorn, the three of you fall asleep, Klee curled up besides you and Albedo's arm draped over you both.

Even when the sun is up in the sky, you sleep peacefully.

So, naturally, Aunt Alice has a spare key just in case something like this happens.

Immediately she's met with the sweetest view--her two kids (she's practically adopted Albedo as her own at this point) and--

Hiding a cheeky smile behind her hand, Alice can't help but sneak a little closer when she spies the way that you and Albedo somehow gravitated closer, his face buried in your hair and yours resting against his collar. Wedged between you with tousled hair, Klee snoozes peacefully.

She snaps a picture, followed by another, and another, and a fourth for good measures before meandering into the kitchen to prep something for breakfast.

Might as well let her three favorite people enjoy the comfort of sleep for a little longer...

You wake up the moment that Klee wiggles her way out of the blankets, nuzzling against the warmth radiating under your cheek.

Nice and cozy. Smells nice...wait.

Eyes fluttering open, you're met with a familiar birthmark and the nearly gone scent of Albedo's cologne.

You nearly pull away until the arm, now wrapped around your waist, pulls you closer accompanied by a satisfied sigh. Ah. You shut your eyes tight when you realize that Albedo's going to be asleep for at least another thirty minutes, resigning to your fate gladly.

Of course, Alice takes the opportunity to snap a few more pictures when you've finally fallen back asleep.

YES ALSO ALSO

Speaking of Albedo and sweaters and warm and also the just mentioned cologne. A little fun tidbit--not only are you familiar with the scent of his cologne because he wears it often, but it (in this au) is actually one that you picked out some time back. You probably were at the store together smelling some of the perfumes when you came across one that you were pleasantly surprised by.

Specifically, something that's lightly floral, a little warm but sweet with a hint of earthiness.

The pros? It fits Albedo perfectly! It also kinda sticks well and his place faintly smells of it.

The cons?? Well...you're embarrassed to say that hugging Albedo tends to drag on a little longer than anticipated because it's just such a comforting scent-

Not because you associate it with Albedo or anything-

Ehe

Man I really went to town again, didn't I?? Well, I'm glad that you enjoy my headcanons :DDD Albedo just seems like such a sweet person??? Like endearing in a way that just is...him. If that makes sense.

Brain go brrrrrr

I'll admit that my favorite headcanons for Bedo are mundane and domestic ones though! Like these! Just the little moments where there's nothing really going on except for him and you and ahhhh yesyesyes

Okay that's all-

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