#last work of the first week yaaaay

[visionsofmagic]

day 7: monkey d. luffy [eating out]

࿓ synopsis • why not using his devil fruit ability while eating you out?

―❦ nsfw, opla!luffy, f!reader, pet names, swearing, licking, biting, kissing, fingering, oral > f receiving, inappropriate usage of abilities/power, strength using, hair pulling, praising, ‘is all! • 0.9k • & concluding the first week of kinktober 2023 with our cute captain luffy! the week was soo fun & hope you liked it too. so, once again, enjoy & see you soon in the next week! [kinktober m.]

“mmhh – y/n – shiiii – pussy’s so goo – mmhh,” luffy says, his full attention on your pussy that his tongue is inside – licking it, kissing it, and eating it as if it’s the most delicious meal he has ever had in his entire life, and you swear it really is because he’s eating you so passionately that you’re losing your mind thanks to it.

“delicious,” he adds as if he hears your mind – maybe he does through the way you’re moaning his name over and over again, tongue curling only to leave the beautiful voice you have to announce he’s making you go crazy.

leaving your wet clit, since you have cum already, for a moment, putting his head on your naked thigh, pulling the skirt higher, exposing you completely. you look into his eyes, chest raising up and down rapidly, making your visible breasts through the dress take luffy’s attention before saying as he looks up at your face with wide sparkling eyes, “the most delicious pussy – ohh – how I want to reach until my tongue’s tip reach at the end of it!” he chuckles, fingers playing with folds, then, picking the wetness of your cum with his long fingers only to put it into his opening mouth – showing off you how he licks his fingers from tip to end, “mmmhhh –“ closing eyes for a certain time.

opening his eyes again, he chuckles at the sight in front of him – his pretty girl becomes breathless, nipples get hardened, the lip is bit, heat rushing to the face; the meaning of beauty for him.

then, an idea hits his mind like a ring while he kisses your inner thighs, fingers entering in and out, taking out the last bit of your cum. “yes! of course,” he speaks to himself more than you, but he turns to you when you catch him taking the tip of his tongue with his fingers, face has the confusion that makes luffy laugh, “stay still princess, the captain has a great idea!”

“about wha – oohhh – lu – luffy!” you moan his name louder when he goes back to what he was doing a moment ago, differently now, he’s more daring, more hungry, and looks like the idea that is in his mind drives him crazy because he holds your thighs, opening your legs wider, looking up to your face and winking at you when he realizes how you’re trying to understand what he’s doing – why he’s like that! and then, it hits you –

“ooohhh my – luff –!” you even can’t finish your sentence when his tongue gets into your pussy, slowly yet effectively getting longer inside your fucking pussy! “are you out of – agghhh – your – shiii – luffy!”

he chuckles – intense sensation coming out of your pussy to your entire body rising up with the radiations his chuckle sents; a hand finds his hair, pulling them, pushing his head closer to you – an instinct that screams as the opposite version of what you’re saying, “’is too much – luffy, ‘is too much!”

without realizing any of it, you begin to cry as his hot tongue twists inside you, a feeling you have never tasted before sending both of you into oblivion – you find yourselves wanting more and more each passing time, and you don’t care that your legs cage his head between your thighs by closing around his shoulders, or how luffy’s grip on your swifts from your thighs to under your ass, picking you up, pulling you to his tongue further by the ass while using his pure strength.

 you no longer have the ability to think straight – only breathing and moaning his name, it goes out of your wide open tongue as a melody – as a pray into luffy’s ears, making him moan in sync with you, doubling the feeling of being fucked by his tongue up until you begin to lose your consciousness.

his tongue hit the end of your walls, the place even you never reached on your own, and he’s not done yet.

the realization becomes knowledge when he adds his fingers along with his tongue, eyes opening and looking into yours, your dried tears refresh with new ones the moment his fingers begin to grow longer in length – he smirks, taking off his fingers back, and shoving them into you harshly – you throw your head back, “AAGGHHH – fuuuck! luffy, luffy, luffy –“

eyes go white as they roll back, hands grip his hair harder, legs shake within the rest of your body, and then you cum into his tongue – dripping into it and to the ground from there.

he sucks the flesh, drinking all the juice your body has made with such delight, you watch it with blurred vision even though you’re one step away from passing out because of how his tongue made you so weak.

“yes, princess?” he mocks, licking his lips, eyes sparkling, a smirk on his cute yet attractive face full of the glow of your cum and juice – worth it, definitely worth it. “you will not blame me for eating my favorite taste, will you?”

you shake your head, eyes closing, a hand finds his shoulder, pulling himself to you, “you’re crazy luffy.”

picking your exhausted body up, walking to the bed he will fuck you into now after you get a bit of rest, he chuckles, “for your pretty pussy, babe? always.”

with the newfound kink of using his devil fruit’s ability on you while fucking you, luffy is sure fucks you so good in that bed too.

❦ tagging: @lilvampirina & @snowprincesa1 & @dookiemeshibear *cuties*

#💦 kinktober 2023 first week #kinktober 2023 #one piece #one piece x reader #opla #opla x reader #one piece live action #monkey d. luffy #luffy #monkey d. luffy x reader #luffy x reader #luffy x f!reader #luffy x you #luffy x y/n #luffy smut #opla smut #one piece smut #brown #WHAT A CUTIE #last work of the first week yaaaay #<3

[soup-du-silence]

For the ask game!! 🍓 & 🪐

🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction? 

I tell this story a lot but my very first foray into real, finished, published-on-the-internet fanfiction came when I'd just started a new job at CiCi's Pizza, came down with a very bad cold and couldn't take off work, and was self-medicating on enormous amounts of dayquil to make it through my day. In my delirium, I wondered "What if Wilbur Robinson of Disney's Meet the Robinsons used the time machine to go back in time and make out with himself?" I wrote that fic in a haze, and then a few more, met my current girlfriend in the fandom, then didn't write again until something like 10 years later.

(I finally got the courage to look it up on ff.net but...it's gone. I wonder if it was removed, or if I removed it myself during one of my paranoid content purges. Sad. F to a legend. I owe you so much.)

🪐 ⇢ name three good things going on in your life right now

Im getting a new dryer delivered this week! This comes on the heels of a dryer fire and the death of my last dryer, which was very inconvenient and incredibly stressful, and the mountain of backed up laundry i have to deal with is ghastly, and I'm $700 poorer. But getting a brand new appliance that works reliably is always nice! I'm excited to not have to run my laundry three times to get it dry or have to babysit it when its running because Im (rightfully) afraid its going to burst into flames.

I think I am having a proper media fixation for the first time in three years? I've been between fandoms for a while and its been a kind of a bummer, drifting and not really finding anywhere to settle down. I tried VTuber fandom but the community isn't really for me, it's good to get into some good proper anime boy shit again.

It's tax time! time for some irresponsible spending lol yaaaay retail therapy

[keylovesstuff]

I'm back with another Fic yaaaay!! This one has Mario in it this time lmao!!

Aftermath

"Meeting adjourned" The Chairperson on the  toad council declared as members from neighboring kingdoms collected their paperwork and began to take their leave.

Peach kept in a sigh of relief until the very last person left her throne room. It had been almost a month since Bowser's takedown in this world and in the place called Brooklyn. Once she returned home, the Princess didn't rest till she found every single one of her citizens and returned them home, finding some new additions to families along the way. That in itself took about a week at most as over the years with alliance, some of her people took refuge in other kingdoms. Her people were both ecstatic and shocked that she had not only made it out of Bowser's clutches unharmed but unmarried as well. Everyone started easing back into their normal routines and started the process of fixing some of their damaged homes. Peach had called a citywide meeting to explain events and to see if there were any volunteers willing to aid in the efforts of helping rebuild the Ice kingdom since it was the most affected by Bowser's plan.

Speaking of the Koopa King, while she was out finding her people The Kongs took care of the shrunken turtle dragon and guarded him 24/7. Feeling more responsible and with great reluctance on their side along with other rulers,  Peach had him transferred to the Mushroom Kingdoms prison facility. She never understood why she created one in the first place seeing as all her people never caused any problems but, it's come in handy now for their only prisoner. Today's meeting as well as others addressed what to do with the darklands citizens as some were running around other places causing problems without any order from their leader.  Some of their people not involved in the conflict whatsoever were seeking a new start in other worlds but were meant with hesitancy or outright rejection as people feared if their motives were genuine.  The rulers knew they would eventually have to release the ruler as the balance depended on it. The matters at hand were when would they release him, what conditions would they set for him to follow, and how they would make sure he followed them.

Negotiations would probably go by much smoother if they could get into contact with Bowser's second in command, Kamek, but getting an audience with him was rather difficult. To make matters worse, there were rumors going around that Bowser had a handful of heirs running about, and if they were as rambunctious as he was when he was younger, trouble was bound to show up sooner or later. Having the bite-sized king in her castle's custody definitely put a target on her kingdom's back for attack at any moment. Escaping into her mind and starting to imagine some of the worst yet likely scenarios she was pulled out of her thoughts when a Toad guard got her attention.

"Your Highness, the hero called Mario is requesting an audience with you. Would you like us to send him in now or reschedule a time for a later date?" The toad guard asked with his halberd in hand standing straight up awaiting her orders.

"Mario's here? Oh please send him in right  away." Peach told him quite confused as to what could've bought him all the way here on his own.  The toad nodded and exited the room and she let out a groan in frustration.

Realization had hit her that she had forgotten her promise on returning in a few days time to help fix the damage in Brooklyn. After talking to some of the news reporters who were on the scene, she helped a bit with the cleanup before thinking about her people. Mario had told that it wasn't necessary and that the city would take care of it but she had insisted that it was nothing. Part of her was looking forward to visiting the city again as soon as possible if only for the sights plus he offered to show her a good turtle.  He must be furious, anyone would be if someone told them one thing and didn't follow through with it.  Well, she resolved nothing else to do but just be honest and tell him that she got busy with other things and offer her assistance if needed. What was one more task on her plate anyways? Especially for someone who saved the entire world,  she was in debt to him. Peach readjusted herself in her throne chair as the doors opened once and he walked in, there were no traces of anger on his face much to her relief but he did look tired from a hard day's work something she could very much relate to.

"Oh Princess Peach" Mario gasped as if remembering something, he took his revealing soft brown hair as he bowed to her "Thank you for seeing me on such short notice. I hope I'm not interrupting and that you're doing well" He wished, lifting his head up to look at her.

"Likewise. Feel free to stop by any time. You are no bother. You may stand" Peach said and he did as he was told, putting the hat back on . "You may leave us to discuss. I will give you a call if I need something" She dismissed the two guards that stood on either side of the door. They gave her a bow and left. "No need to be so formal now. Speak in whatever way makes you feel comfortable." Peach said and smiled when his rigged posture became more relaxed. 

"Thank you Princess you didn't have to do that though...They're just doing their jobs" Mario said looking back at the doors.

"Nonsense. I don't need guards around to have a conversation with you. After all you're not running at me in the halls uninvited and yelling my name" she reminded him about their first encounter and joined in when he let out a small laugh. Satisfied that she broke the ice a bit. "I apologize for not coming back, things took a lot longer than I had anticipated" Peach stood up and walked down the steps to the meeting table and took a seat. "You can sit down if you'd like. You look like you've been on your feet all day." She motioned her hand to the seat across from her and he followed.

"You don't have to apologize for that Princess. I'm sure you had a lot of stuff to catch up on. " Mario assured her,  he let out a long "ahh" finally sitting down for what seemed like the first time today, she just smiled. "Besides that's what construction workers get paid for. Business has really been picking up for me and Luigi as well so I've been busy as well" he added slouching a bit in the chair "These are comfy. You sure people don't fall asleep instead of paying attention to what's being said?" He asked jokingly, making her laugh again, covering her mouth with one hand.

"I did once but, I actually got reprimanded for it by my advisor." She shared a fond memory with him. "I'm so happy to hear everythings going well for you and your brother. Even with what little you shared in the flower fields I could tell it was getting to you."  Peach added thinking about that night as clearly. 

She remembers pulling him in for a hug and though he was in shock for a moment he returned it. Knowing that comfort wouldn't mean much coming from a stranger as it would his brother she still tried. Telling him to keep at it and not give up, that things would get better, genuinely believing in everything she was saying. 

"Thank you Princess, that means a lot. Oh wait actually that's why I had to come and see you" He said suddenly scrambling in all his overall pockets to retrieve something. Peach gave him a confused look as he panicked slightly no doubt thinking he dropped whatever he brought. Flinching a bit when he gave an excited 'ah ha' as pulled out a slightly crumpled piece of paper. "The mayor, you saw her last time, Is throwing a day's festival for me and Luigi. I came to see if you, toad, and Dk ig would like to come? Though I walked all over town and couldn't find Toad anywhere...the one that came with us” he explained as she took the paper and read over the words. Three days from now she racked her mind for what was on her schedule that day humming thoughtfully.

"Toad, the one that came with us usually comes back from adventuring in about 15-20 minutes from now" She said, glancing at the clock on the wall behind him. "You'll probably have a hard time getting with Dk though. From the past meetings Cranky has told us that they are in their monthly conflict with the Kremlings and their ruler." She told him. Mario threw his fist up in the air with a silent cheer at the news, not even bothering to hide his satisfaction until she gave him a look.

"I mean, oh no poor Dk hopefully they resolve things soon" he tried to sound concerned and smiling again when she shook her head laughing.  "Ok so I'll try Toad again when I leave. What about you?" He asked, motioning his head to her.

"I have some good news to share with you. It is a bit meaningless though.  The Council at Sarasaland has formally invited me to have a meeting with them, news has been traveling fast. It's really good cause If things go well that's another alliance. I'm more excited though because I can meet another Princess." She started and he congratulated her. "I leave tomorrow morning, will probably stay there for a day, and then be back on the day of just for a few meetings. If the event lasts a whole day I'll join you then. I think I remember how to navigate the area" Peach finished handing the paper back to him, placing her chin in between her finger and thumb.

"You won't have to navigate the pipe area. I'll meet you there and escort you around myself" He promised pointing his thumb to his chest.

"No, I wouldn't want to take you away from a party being held in your honor. Plus you'll have Toad with you and I don't want him to be alone for long. I'll be there around eight if everything goes by without problems."  She told him.

"Princess, forgive me in advance if this comes off as offensive." He started and Peach nodded for him to continue "I know you can defend yourself but I'd feel much better if I was with you, especially at that time of night. People can get kind of crazy" Mario explained in the best way he could without sounding like he doubted her abilities looking at her as he awaited her response. "Plus either Luigi and Toad can come with me or they can stay alone for a bit. My brother's the most trustworthy person in the world" he said proudly.

"Oh I see, well you know your world better than I would I guess I'll accep-" she was about to finish that thought when the doors suddenly opened. Both occupants at the table directed their attention to who came walking in.

The sound of a cane crossing lightly across the floor over to the head of the table. In walked the stern yet wise Toadsworth.  He wore his favorite purple vest and lavender button up shirt along with his red bowtie. He pushed his glasses up that sat above his white mustache on his nonexistent nose with his finger. Peach got up from her seat as he got closer, crossed her hands below her waist and bowed to him, Mario quickly falling in suit with his arms on the sides of his body.

“Welcome home Toadsworth, I trust that your vacation was a relaxing one. I missed you in your absence. I did my best to make sure everything stayed put together” she reported to him. The happiness in her voice for his return didn’t go unnoticed.

“As did I, my dear Princess. Though I must admit I was a bit perturbed on my way back as I started hearing rumors of Lord Bowser initiating his most dastardly plan to date.” He told her also, bowing his head. They both looked at each other and relief flooded over his eyes at seeing her in good health. “ I spoke with the council before making my way over. While I admit that I am most grateful things are in order now, I do find some of your actions before, during, and after the events most absurd. Allow us to properly sit down and-” He started a lecture before Peach cut him off.

“With all due respect Toadsworth, I am finishing up business with a guest. Could we continue this discussion a little later.” She asked, motioning towards the only other person in the room. Toadsworth let out a little gasp, finally noticing the man. Waddling over to the other side of the table he stood in front of the plumber.

“Please excuse my rudeness son, these eyes aren’t as sharp as they used to be. I am Sir Toadsworth, The Princesses most loyal and trustworthy advisor.” He introduced himself and holding up his hand.

“You’re all good sir. I should’ve introduced myself first. My name is Mario and I’m just a Plumber from Brooklyn.” Mario gave the older gentleman the firmest handshake that would make his father proud. Looking at this older mushroom he could tell he was a no nonsense kind of guy who would definitely scold you for falling asleep during a meeting. From the sounds of it, The Princess is in for quite the earful and he was glad he wasn’t in her heels right now.

“Oh so you’re the ‘Mario’ I’ve been hearing all throughout the town. I must give you my thanks for stepping in and assisting the Princess in her most dire need. Please let me know your preferences so I can show you my gratitude.” He offered and then added. “How do you feel about Beaches? I had the most relaxing time at isle delfino. I’ll pay for the expenses” 

“Yes sir, but I must really thank your Princess for hearing me out and helping me find my brother, everything else just sort of fell into place.” Mario told him, figuring that adding the part about what Peach did for him would ease whatever lecture she had in stored.  “As a matter of fact I was just here cause my world is having a celebration and I was seeing if she’d like me to escort her there after she takes care of her responsibilities” He explained everything once again and then remembered Toadsworth last vacation. “I do like Beaches, however, me and my brother are just making advances in our business and can’t take a vacation yet. I will take you up on that offer some other time if it's still available.” It did pain him a bit to reject going to a beach, since it’s been forever but he would definitely want to see more sights with Luigi by his side and he was still a bit hesitant going into a pipe.

“That is the Princess for you, she is very kind. We’ll see how the day goes though she is most diligent when it comes to her tasks.” Toadsworth said, giving her a thoughtful look out of the corner of his eye. “I do hope I have the pleasure of meeting your brother someday as you both seem like upstanding young men. I wish you luck in your business endeavors and that offer is always on the table.” he told him, giving him his best wishes.

“Thank you sir and of course you’ll like my brother. Speaking of work I better get going. We have another full day ahead of us tomorrow and I have to get rest. It was a pleasure to meet you. I hope you both have a wonderful evening.” Mario bidded his farewell with another bow and exited the throne room on his way to find that adventurous fungi.

“I must say Princess, that Mario fellow is quite something. I trust him so much after having just one conversation with him. I do hope that you keep a good friendship with him and his brother.” Toadsworth said once they were alone together taking a seat at the head of the table. “Now take your seat, I believe we do have a conversation to attend to.” He motioned to the seat she was in before and she let out a groan sitting back down, though she agreed with his words.

#Super Mario #Super Mario Bros. movie #Ok I think I actually put everything in one post this time lmao #I really do hope you guys enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it #will I ever stop posting stories at like 1-2 am? probably not I'm a slow typer lmao #Anyways Charles Martinet is the Goat!! #ok time to wordle and connections and sleep

[awesomehoggirl]

hi prim its raxz... checking in. whats going on in your life these days? i had my 17th birthday last week and im been starting to think seriously about what i want to do after i graduate... are you glad you moved away from home for uni? any general advice? i know what career i want which is the hard part i suppose. have something i drew while out for lunch today. cheers

HIIIIIII RAXZ <333 love the cute little drawing i have attached my own. i would say i am happy i moved a little further away bc it has allowed me to become more independent and really branch out and meet new people but there is a lot to consider... i think costs of travel are super important to think abt, my trip is only abt 3-4 hours and costs me under £20 each time which is very useful as a girl who loves to go home at every opportunity LOL. taking a gap year after u graduate if u arent sure where u wanna go/what exact degree u wanna pursue/if uni is for you is a good option u shouldnt rule out, it can be super good to have the extra time to work or research and i honestly wish id taken one lowkey. if u do decide to go straight away do not drop out in the first semester unless u are 100% sure it isnt for you… bc i almost did when my mental health was super bad and now im sooo glad i didnt LMAO. going to uni is a really tough change but it does kick you into a new stage of development and i have loved my experience so far (Apart from the past term which has been the worst few months of my life but that has nothing to do with uni) :3 also i would say 100% pick something you really enjoy, doesnt have to be tailored to ur ideal career (but that helps if u have it figured out already), i did that instead of picking something more practical and i genuinely love all my classes and essays so so much!! Sorry long post but if u have anymore questions feel free to send moar asks or dm yaaaay

[ectogeo-rebubbles]

ok i know about several of these fics already but post-second-skin and also (carl anderson voice from the movie version of jcs) damned for alllllll tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiime

Thanks for the ask!

(for this WIP ask game)

Damned for all time is a Kira/Winn ficlet set during the scene in Strange Bedfellows (I think?) where Kai Winn goes to Kira for advice bc she's just learned she's been hearing from the Pah-Wraiths not the Prophets! It was inspired by a prompt (your prompt lol) for the Sapphic Summer event. But maybe they also fuck or at least kiss a little? I'm currently struggling with this one bc of the word limit for the event being only 100-250 words lol, and I keep going over that when I try to write it, so I need to really refine the idea down to like the Essentials. No snippet right now bc it's so in flux, sorry

Post-Second Skin first time is a Garashir getting together fic in which Garak has big, big exile angst. <3 Garak also maaaaaybe (definitely) has some unhealthy ideas about sex because he's never really been with anyone except as part of a mission. There's also a mismatch in their mindsets because Garak does not let on at first how very angsty he is and at first Julian only sees the flirty front he's putting up. So Julian's just internally like wheeeee we're finally fucking yaaaay ^_^ <3, and Garak is internally like oh no I am a horrible person, I am clearly somehow deceiving him into wanting to be with me and I can't do that to the man I love (oh no, oh fuck, I love him so much) T_T, and that angst all reaches a breaking point, after which Julian comforts Garak. <3

Post-Second Skin first time snippet below the cut:

He’d been invited over to make up for the late snack they’d had to postpone last week when he’d brought Julian the news of Major Kira’s kidnapping by the Obsidian Order. He’d been to Cardassia and back since then and he felt… Well, he wasn’t quite sure how he felt about that. 

Cardassia was the same as it had always been. The air tasted the same, the heat pressed against his scales like always. It was a little bit devastating that it was the same; his absence hadn’t mattered to anyone but him. 

And yet, it was also completely different. He was different now, exile having changed him in ways he hadn’t realized until confronted with his home again, and now everything that should have been familiar suddenly looked so strange to him. The difference had manifested in more obvious ways too, in that he had been, for the moment, working against the Obsidian Order to rescue a Bajoran soldier for a Federation commander. 

But all of that could have been forgiven, perhaps: he had been coerced after all. What was much less forgivable was how disconnected he’d felt, like there wasn’t a place for him here anymore. Like he could never go back. 

This station wasn’t home either. He knew that he was only allowed to stay because he’d made it a priority to make himself useful to the station’s new owners. It had been his idea in the first place to prove his value by helping out in the Tahna Los business, so he couldn’t begrudge the commander for putting him to use. He’d invited it. He’d auditioned for the role. A favor or two a year was usually an easy price to pay. 

But it had rattled him, to nearly be evicted just because he didn’t want to risk his life by breaking the terms of his exile. There was nowhere else for him to go that was far enough away from his enemies yet close enough that he could stay involved in Cardassian affairs. If he had to leave the station, he would never be able to prove himself to Tain or whoever else might be convinced to rescind his exile. 

And so as he sat here in Julian’s quarters, he wanted Julian to curl his arm around his waist and claim him as his own. He wanted this kind of thing often—and he was nearly certain that Julian wanted something more than friendship with him too—but he hadn’t dared get involved with him. Now, the usual longing was laced with something else, a desire for stability, a way to keep some measure of control on his life. If he were in a relationship with a Federation member—a senior officer on the station, no less—then he couldn’t be forced to leave so readily.

Garak swallowed. He could start something so easily. Julian would take him to bed if he asked, he was sure of it. And Garak would figure out how to please his alien body as quickly as he always had with his targets. He’d fill him or surround him or slide against him, do whatever he wanted, until Julian needed him, desperately. He’d make himself completely available to him, to use at his discretion. He’d give him so much pleasure and so selflessly that soon Julian wouldn’t be able to live without him, and would feel drawn to help him. 

Maybe Julian could even some day fall in love with him.

#wip ask game #wip ask game 2023 #ask game #my fic #keep sending me asks everyone!

[neuroticbookworm]

La Pluie Episode 8 Ramblings

Episode 7 Ramblings here, subsequent meta here

Okay, now it is confirmed that Patts was kissing Nara when Tai heard him through the soulmate connection. Mystery solved, I guess

Alright, even for a kiss that Patts did not initiate, that is a long-ass time to just stand there and let your ex kiss you

This is not how I thought I would see Tien and Lomfon hug and comfort each other for the first time T-T

Also, why do I feel that this is the first time Tien is processing his feelings about his parents' divorce, and crying about it? And even here, he's only doing it out of concern for his brother. Goddamn, this boy needs to take care of himself

Anddddd oop, there he goes tumbling down

WOAH WOAH WOAH HOLD THE FUCK ON WHAT IS GOING ON WITH LOMFON

Patts and Tai's conversation was not a surprise, we did meta the hell out of this situation last week, and I think we all collectively came to a very similar conclusion: Tai realising that he has to emotionally work for the relationship, and it does not matter if their love is destined or not. Go, us!

Well, PattsTai are official then. Yaaaay

Welllllllll, shit. Huh. Hmmmmmm. WHAT. JUST. HAPPENED?

Well, that sure is as deep a wrench as you can throw into the plot, I guess. This opens up so many complications. How the heck will we possibly get a Lomfon and Tien endgame? It seems almost impossible to fathom. Is the two potential soulmates a new phenomenon, or is this something that already exists in this universe? And now that Lomfon is one of the people who are in the Rainverse, how is it gonna shift his views on soulmates? My mind is spinning!

#la pluie #la pluie the series #la pluie ep8

[danceswithsporks]

Hey so like…tumblr apparently never posted this long message id written to all of you cause….idfk 🤷🏽‍♀️.

So here it is, over a week late. But here it is!

Thanksgiving is winding down and I finally have free time (yaaaay family obligations). So I just wanted to make a quick post.

Thank you

I am so insanely thankful for all of you. This time last year I had barely any followers and few to zero interactions on my fics. I kept telling myself to “post for yourself,Mina. Even if it’s not good enough to get noticed, do it for yourself.” . My self esteem was down and I wondered if there was even a point to actually posting and sharing my stuff. But I kept up with it, even when I wanted to quit. Which was a lot.

Fast forward to March and I shared Warm. A fix it fic about Tech that I’d written to mentally help me get over the end of Season 2 and it took off faster then I ever expected. Between here and Ao3 I started getting actual interaction. Shares, likes,comments and even followers! People were actually looking forward to my content! They were enjoying what I was creating!

And now here we are.

I actually passed 100 followers and I nearly cried! It’s such a small number but to me it’s just…it’s crazy that people are following me! I have an actual Taglist! Something I never expected to have! I have a fic series that I’m now working on with more people being added to the Taglist and following me everyday! Out of nowhere I’ll get a notification that someone’s liked the first part of Warm and then by the end of the day they’ve liked every part of Warm and Calm and started following me. It blows my mind every single time and I smile all day knowing that someone new has found my work and actually likes it!

I’m surrounded by artists friends who sell in artist alleys or are authors with book deals in the works and I just feel so small compared to them but then I share a new part to a fic or a ficlet and you all actually like it and it makes me go “oh hey, I’m…good at something.” And that just means so much to me.

I guess what I’m getting at is I’m so Thankful for all of you! From those of you who just lurk to those who like, comment, and reblog my stuff and those of you who tag me in stuff. (Again, something that blows my mind.)

I hope you all will continue to be by my side as I continue to work through The Complete Series and I hope I continue to live up to your expectations and hopes with each post.

Thank you all for your continued support and I’ll see ya’ll soon(ish) with the next update for Calm! (After I let my wrist and shoulder rest for a bit. :3 )

#mina writes things #Mina get sentimental #i’m not crying you’re crying #i appreciate you #all of you

[sysig]

It’s been another one of those weeks for the books

#Doodles #Y'know those kinds of weeks #Nothing rage-scribble worthy lol but bad feels :P #Multiple times! What fun #Handle one and another pops up yay #Started off the week drinking tea! My first hot drink in a long while #I tried a cup of that tea that smelled great that I mentioned before - it also tastes great so heck yeah #Unfortunately(?) we have very large almost novelty-looking mugs that require both hands to hold and that is too much tea #It tastes good so I want to drink it quickly but it's too much! #That's easy enough to get over at least lol #Next up is a double whammy of dealing with IRL drama and getting too up in my head about self-consciousness and validation #Since I'm over it now it's a bit harder to remember what exactly had me feeling so upset but even while in it I knew it was 100% unwarranted #Still took three days to work out of my system tho >:0 Rude #I wormed my way out of it before anything could settle so I'm happy about that uwu #I took a step back for some mindful gratitude practice - that last set of three is all happy feels even if they don't look it lol #And then I got steamrolled! Yaaaay #Last time I got steamrolled was when I was still in the HC fandom so that was Especially fun hahahahaha #Definitely didn't unearth some trauma there or anything #There was one more little itch on top of the steamrolling that was really just insult to injury lol #Insecurity ✨ #I think I've got the brain yucks out by now - again - so hopefully! things will be better lol #My new pencils arrived after these so if that's any indication #Oh yeah and I've stopped drawing my claws lol I filed my nails anyway

[reidsbookclub]

ok so I have my last final in 30 minutes (and then im free for a week yaaaay) anyways yesterday after promising myself I would study my mind would not shut up with scenarios. so bits and pieces of these three fics started to happen

Edit: final went well..:I think. Definitely better than yesterdays

the fist one is Spencer x fem! reader enemies to lovers

middle one started as Spencer x reader but got changed to Emily x reader and im not quite sure if its going to be happy or sad ending yet

and the third one is Spencer x reader friends to strangers (maybe then lovers)

and anyways the whole point of this is that now I can't wait to have a full week off so I can actually work on these

is there any one you would like to see first??

#grecy 🍁 rambles #grecy’s thoughts 💭 #should have really studied for that final tho

[snowboiwinwin]

The Boyz as my University Professors

Disclaimer: Some of my professors are evil bitches; none of the boys are truly evil and I am in no way implying they are or trying to make them look bad! I love the boys and I just thought it would be a fun thing to post :D

-------------------------------

Sangyeon: 

the one professor that absolutely loves the topic of his class

super wholesome and smiley throughout the 90 minutes class time

getting super close to the camera (actually to the mic) because he is worried students won’t hear him well enough

always asking questions and encouraging students to interact

not offended when something isn’t clear and therefore students don’t know the answer

reading EVERY. SINGLE. MESSAGE written in the chat (sometimes students have mic problems or don’t wanna speak)

making everyone feel valid and appreciated

being super calm and relaxed

barely doing breakout-rooms cause he knows no one likes them

ending class always a little earlier cause “I know how stressful your life can get.”

just the cutest prof out there

Jacob: 

another sweet guy

never holds class at its normal timeframe

just uploads all the files students will need (although attendance is supposed to be mandatory)

“you guys are all grown-ups, I trust you to decide yourself when it is the best time for YOU to study.”

constantly uses smileys and is therefore super popular with students

doesn’t teach many classes, cause which good prof does that? ugh

gets right back at students when they email him their concerns

and no, you don’t get half-assed answers

you get a very detailed answer, which is rare in university life

THANKS STUDENTS FOR SENDING HIM THEIR HOMEWORK!!!!

“Dear [name of stundet], thank you very much! 😊”

offers students to call him by his first name

“I’ll call you by your first name too if that’s okay... creates a more comfortable atmosphere!”

the best <3

Younghoon:

he is a savage professor

his look is hella scary and students fear taking his classes

but he is actually the coolest and most laid back dude ever

the first time class is held, he comes in, stone cold expression and literally throws his bag on the desk - everyone is hella scared

then he says, in the scariest voice ever, “We can have fun here in class, no problem, but i AM YOUR PROFESSOR. NOT YOUR FRIEND. Remember that.”

*everyone scared to death*

“Welcome to class everybody! My name is Mr. Kim and I am very looking forward to teach this class in our summer term! Feel free to ask any question that might come up and don’t hesitate to reach out to me whenever!”

no need to be scared, he is a sweetheart

strict and has high expectations, but won’t overdo it with homework or assignments

constantly jokes around but then switches back to being serious

he creates a nice atmosphere where students want to learn something and do it voluntarily 

cares for his students and appreciates their hard work - especially during the pandemic

“I know this is not easy for any of us but I am so amazed by your guys’ work this semester. It was an absolute pleasure teaching you. I hope to see you guys again, but not in this class. Please don’t fail.”

I love him

Hyunjae:

omg, he is an absolute legend

class starts and he is doing his introduction part

the class i about british literature 

“Welcome to this literature class, you are in for a long ride!”

so far so good right?

“Let me just say, British Literature is an ABSOLUTE shit show!”

when I tell you, I almost died hearing that (no offense to anyone, pls don’t take my profs words to heart... he lives for british literature 🥺)

he definitely has his students hooked with this one sentence

“the teacher that taught this class before me... what was he even talking about! I mean, british literature is so much more than what he made it out to be!”

basically starts ranting  

teaches with so much passion

can’t forget the jokes here and there

also uses smileys which students seriously love (at least I do)

wants students to be informal with him as well

“moving on to this next topic... a little disclaimer before we start: I will go batshit crazy with this topic because I LOVE IT. So please tell me to shut up when I exceed the 10 minutes mark. Thank you!”

A savage legend that everyone loves

sadly only teaches a handful of classes as well

Juyeon: 

super laid back and chill

does never check attendance and just trusts his students

usually talks most of the time and doesn’t ask too many questions

is super happy when students contribute though

but he isn’t one to force them

“I know your day has probably been really long, so it’s okay. I’m not taking this personal.”

his class is not based on theory but more on experiences he made

shares funny stories, mistakes he made and what he learnt from them

always gives the smallest and easiest homework ever

“please just share your experiences with these types of situations in our forum”

and he does not want to grade students based on an exam

“I have a better idea. In order to understand a certain topic, I want you to write a portfolio about it. It should be detailed but I won’t give you a number of words. Do what feels right and surprise me! Be creative, nothing will be worth a failing grade as long as you put in some effort.”

does split classrooms

one half is in the main room with him, the others are in breakout rooms, working on a certain topic

super chill and just not as hard as some other classes

but students definitely learn from him!

Kevin:

oh boy, students either gonna hate or love him

he is very kind and nice but he is STRICT

take his class serious and work or you will fail

although he has very high expectations, he will make sure students will be prepared for all the essays, assignments and presentations he throws at at them

no half-assed instructions, you will get the full program (as every student should!)

you have to write an argumentative essay but have no idea how to do that?

Professor Moon (students are allowed to call him Kevin) will explain an argumentativ essay in detail, will show examples and will tell you exactly what to put in it

having trouble finding sources?

Kevin will help you, just let him know!

Also a very empathetic teacher

something happened and you can’t attend class? Absolutely no problem

whenever something serious happens (for us it was a shooting), Kevin will cancel class and spare his students cause their well-being is more important

he doesn’t throw out A’s and B’s easily but when you do get such a grade in one of his classes... dude, you did a really good job

so as I said, he is either your fav or least fav professor... choose your side!

Chanhee:

he is a bitch (not really, but he gives the impression)

at first, he is that nice, bubbly professor

super friendly and kind

and his classes are absolutely okay! no biggie

or so they THOUGHT

his exams and progress tests or whatever ARE HELL

he makes it seem as everything is so easy and not overwhelming at all

BUT nothing is easy and everything is overwhelming

50 pages for a damn progress test two weeks into the semester!

the grading is so strict, you need at least 65% to pass! (maybe I am a baby but 65% is a lot for a passing grade hahaha)

but he confuses students

he is so kind and soft spoken

constantly smiling and in a good mood

but the exams????

are you sure you were the one creating them Mr Choi?

and yes, he is one of those professors that wants to be addressed by his last name (nothing wrong with that)

as I said, he confuses students

they don’t know what to think of him

at the end of the day he isn’t a bad guy

just not the type of professor the students would want in every single class for the rest of their lives

Changmin:

changmin is not your ordinary professor

because he is a big fan of team-teaching

so all his classes are taught by him and his dear colleague Haknyeon!

YAAAAY

I love this duo already

he is the part of the duo that is EXTREMELY motivated

he is is so hyper and so ready for teaching

his classes are always fun but also slightly overwhelming?

juts imagine having too much caffeine in your body

that is changmin being able to teach something he loves

that’s just the passion jumping out of him

he is constantly talking and laughing and throwing jokes left and right

he is having a good time!

super understanding and empathetic

and although everything seems fun and games

you will definitely learn from him!

he has this natural and authentic way of teaching in his body

it comes... naturally and it all makes sense somehow

although the class is packed with inside jokes and changmin teasing haknyeon

haknyeon doesn’t even have time nor the chance to speak

this is changmin’s time to shine!

they love and hate each other

but the students definitely love this iconic duo

Haknyeon:

as I mentioned; haknyeon and changmin are a team

it wasn’t really something haknyeon wanted but... how could you possibly say no to baby changmin? 🥺

so yes, changmin’s cute face got him into this situation

he doesn’t even have to prepare anything for class - his lovely colleague does the talking anyways

he usually lays back and relax

he frowns into the cam cause he tries to intimidate students

but they know he is a soft guy anyways

while changmin is talking, he is chatting to students in the chat

as I mentioned earlier, not everyone wants to unmute themselves and therefore posts in the chat

so he is having chats with students, often not even related to the topic

“Please excuse me, I will be absent for a few minutes - mommy duties” -student

“Don’t worry Miss! I know exactly what you mean... children.” -haknyeon

whenever he tries to get a word in, he has to talk VERY LOUDLY

he literally has to talk over changmin

but changmin doesn’t mind, he just smiles, nods and listens

changmin is super proud whenever haknyeon speaks

and haknyeon thinks that’s very sweet

but that thought passes as soon as changmin makes a joke about him

at the end of the day, they love each other at least to a certain extent and students adore them

Sunwoo:

he is not an ordinary professor either

class time? virtual meetings?

nope, not with sunwoo

again, in the classes the boyz teach, attendance is mandatory 

mandatory? sunwoo has never heard of her

he doesn’t require students to attend meetings and homework is also something he does not expect from them

he uploads powerpoint-presentations with videos and audio of him explaining everything in the presentation

but the boy is clumsy

and he is not good with anything technical

so him dropping his glass and spilling his water all over his lap?

well, students will see this in the video

“... and it’s important to- YAAAAH OH NO....”

*awkward silence*

“I spilled my water... if you haven’t seen.”

*more awkward silence*

“Give me a minute”

*the video continues and sunwoo is nowhere in sight*

after ten minutes of an empty chair, sunwoo returns and continues as if nothing has happened

sometimes his kids walk in and dab in the camera without him noticing

“and then - Hey! I am at WORK.”

he loves it though

and he posts these “fail” videos on purpose

“I want to show you, that it is okay to not be perfect and to not be in control of everything! Stuff like that happens, especially with us being in home-office! And don’t worry, if your mom walks in or whatever, in my classroom no one gets judged! This is life and now that we have to do everything from home, the unexpected is unavoidable!”

Another students’ favorite

Eric:

I would love to imagine him as this savage prof I have in mind... but no <3

he is a sweet guy

also super obsessed with the class he is teaching

he is LIVING for it

usually experiences technical problems right before class starts

“oopsie daisy, sorry guys... might take a few minutes *giggles*”

and no, it’s not a creepy giggle but a really cute one, I swear!

constantly has a pen in his hand and clicks it absentmindedly while teaching

students constantly hear the clicking sound... or when the pen falls to the ground.... which happens every five minutes

he constantly forgets to mute himself whenever he wants students to work by themselves and all they hear is him chugging down his water or whatever drink he has prepared

also sends out super sweet emails

but due to him being a young dude, he wants students to call him by his last name

he also calls students by their last name but he does use smileys to lighten the professional mood that comes with honorifics

overall a very motivated but extremely kind-hearted dude

#the boyz #scenarios #kpop #imagines #reactions #headcanon #the boyz as #eric sohn #jacob bae #kevin moon #ju haknyeon #younghoon #hyunjae #juyeon #sunwoo #sangyeo #chanhee #changmin

[didsomeonesaydaddydraco]

What true love feels like - part 4 | Tom Felton imagine

Part 4 is here! It’s the penultimate part, yaaaay! :( It’s a little more emotional than the chapters before, but I hope you still like it. I cried a little writing it (but I blame it on the wine!). Again, parts written in italic are flashbacks. Let me know what you think. 

Word count: 3036

Pairing: Tom Felton x Reader

Tag list: @abrunettefangirlnerd ; @youknowiloveyou-so; @the-girl-who-drew; @thescaletknight2014; @lil5sosbetch; @pipppaaaaalouisee; @mysticskeletonfireherring Thank you guys so much for your support! 

You can find the previous chapters right here:

Part 1      Part 2      Part 3

*Y/N’s POV* - two weeks later

We fall in love with three people in our lifetime. Each one has a very specific reason.

The first love often happens at a young age. You eventually grow apart or call it quits over silly things. When you get older you may look back and think it wasn’t love. But the truth is, it was. It was love for what you knew love to be.

The second love it that hard one. The hard love. You get hurt in this one. This love teaches us lessons and makes us stronger. This love includes great pan, lies, betrayal, abuse, drama and damage. But this is the one where we grow. We realise what we love about love and what we don’t love about love. We learn the difference between good and bad humans. We become closed, careful, cautious and considerate. We learn what exactly we want or do not want.

And the third love it the one that comes blindly. No warning. It creeps on us silently. We don’t go looking for this love. It comes at us. We can put up any wall we want, it will be broken down. We’ll find ourselves caring about that person without trying. They look nothing like our usual crush types, but we get lost in their eyes daily. We see beauty in their imperfections. We hide nothing from them. We want marriage and family with them. We thank the universe for them, we truly love them.

Two weeks have passed ever since I left my fiancé at the altar without any explanation. It have been two weeks since my father called my brother to come and rescue me from making a huge mistake. Two weeks, and I still couldn’t get my shit together to get out of the small house by the lake and face the consequences of my actions. I was a coward, it was no secret. During these days, I had only talked to my Mom and Dad, and once with my sister who wanted to know is I had enough vodka with me.

And I talked to Aaron once. We talked for long hours on the phone, or we just held our mobiles to our ears and said nothing at all. He asked me all those questions. Questions, which I couldn’t or didn’t want to answer. How was I supposed to, when my only answer was that I was in love with another man?! Before he had to go, he asked me one thing: to write down everything that comes to my mind when I think of love. And when I’m done, I’ll know the answer for all of my questions and his as well.

Tom. There wasn’t a day when I didn’t think of him. He tried to reach me so many times. He called, he texted and he even showed up one time. He knew where he had to look for me. He was the only one apart from my Dad and brother, who knew my secret getaway place. He sat in his car in front of the lake house and I watched him from the living room’s window, hidden by the curtains. He knew I was watching him. And it was enough for him. He made sure I was okay, and knew he had to give me time and space to calm down and think everything through. He knew me too well.

I would lie if I said I didn’t miss Aaron at all. That’s not true. I missed him. And for the first couple of days, it scared me. I was scared because I thought I made a mistake by leaving him there. But I had a very long conversation with my Dad about it, and I realized one thing. It is okay to miss someone, miss someone who is not right for me, but once gave me what I needed. Maybe I was the words that touched me where I thought nobody understood me. Maybe it was the touch that I cherished that way, the arm around me, and the emptiness that was filled up. Someone I could talk to, someone who listened. Maybe he didn’t understand me, maybe the void wasn’t filled in the right way, and maybe the beautiful moments were not enough to make the dark sides forget. But at that moment, what I needed was what filled my void, right or wrong. I loved him because of his beautiful sides, the beautiful memories that I we have built. And it’s okay to acknowledge that it might have been nothing more than a consolation, a dream, a memory, a relationship that did not meet my expectations, a relationship in which you did not match, a good hope, with a painful outcome. It is okay when expectations, dreams, and hope lead to disappointment. It’s painful, difficult and sad, but it is okay. It is okay, because that meant that I have tried it, that I have learned from it. I had to get up again, take my experience with me, look at myself and focus on myself, my new encounter, a promising future that lies ahead.

“So, for how long do you want to still hide in the lake house?” my brother came out of the kitchen with two glasses of juice in his hands “Y/N, it’s been two weeks. I think it’s time to face the real world again”

I took one of the glasses from him and drank it in one take. It was a nice change from vodka. It’s been like that for the last couple of days. When we arrived, all I wanted was to disappear from the surface. I literally hid in the bedroom, and only left the bed to grab something to eat or take a very quick shower. When I was ready to face myself again, the only thing that made my whole situation bearable was the power of alcohol. It helped me to forget about everything and everyone.

“How do you know when a man is right for you?” I looked at him hopelessly. My brother was good at giving advice. And I loved to go to him for it because he never used anything cliché, but tried to help based on his own experiences.

I sat down on the sofa and waited for him to join me. He followed me, and placed himself down with a sigh. I was more than grateful for him. He came to check on me every other day, made sure I had everything I needed and I was okay. He was a great man, and I had no idea how I was going to give all this back to him.

“Honestly, you will just know” he took a sip from his pineapple juice “You’ll be able to tell by his mannerism. The way he looks at you. The way he talks to you, the way he pays attention to every single word you say, it’ll be in his laughter, his attention to detail” he took my hand in his and give it a reassuring small squeeze “The atmosphere when he is around you, a man who makes you a better woman, a better sister, a better daughter and the perfect future mother and wife”

“Huh, wife” I snorted at the grotesque of the situation “I was supposed to be one by now, you know”

“Let’s forget that for now” he shook his head “You will realise a man is right for you when he makes you stronger emotionally, physically and mentally. He will empower you, he will bring you closer to your goals, and he will make you feel better about yourself. You will learn to love yourself, he will become your teacher, your friend and your soulmate. You will begin to realise that he will learn to love you, just so you love yourself. You will know he is right for you, the moment he walks through the door and your heart finally rests with peace.”

“Well, it looks like Aaron wasn’t the right for me than” I looked at the empty glass in my hand. Damian was right. I needed someone who brought me peace.

“He was, at one time in your life” he smiled at me gently “But you grew so much in that relationship, and deep inside you knew from the start, he wasn’t going to stay in your life forever.”

“You’re not mad at me?” I looked back at him “I feel like everyone who was at the wedding hates me now. I betrayed Aaron and his family. I even betrayed my own family.”

“Nobody hates you, Y/N” he laughed “They found the whole situation bloody entertaining if you ask me. Most of them someone predicted your move. When you showed up at the entrance with Dad by your side, it was obvious something was wrong”

“Thanks” I let a tear slip. It was the first time in the last two weeks when I let myself cry. I tried everything to stay strong and pulled together and to keep my head as clean as I could so I had the chance to think and make the right decision this time “For everything. You have no idea how grateful I am to you for showing up and literally saving me that day”

“You’re my sister, and your happiness is the most important thing for me” he kissed my forehead and stood up from the sofa “I’d like to stay, but I have to go to work tomorrow and I still need to finish the last bits of my presentation. Will you be fine?”

“Yeah, sure” I nodded and followed him to the main door. I walked him out, and watched as he drove off. It was getting dark, and the weather was a little bit chilly even though it was almost June. I stayed outside for a bit and enjoyed the calm weather. I needed it. Going back to the house, I found my Dad’s letter on the kitchen counter. I read it so many times, I could almost say it back without a mistake.

“To my sweet Daughter,

I don’t know who that man is who stole your heart, but if you ever begin to wonder if he is the one, ask yourself:

Does his laughter warm your body from the inside out? He knows that when you saw two scoops you really mean three, right? DO you dance in his living room while drinking cheap wine? I hope so, and I hope you’re both drunk and terrible and laughing to hard you cry. Does he tell you how beautiful you are, and if yes, does he say it when the morning light falls upon your face? More importantly, when he tells you, do you believe him? Can you cry in front of him? I hope you can, that means you trust him. When it’s pouring rain does he know that if your hair is curled or your eyes are sad that means he should get the car and get it to you? When he asks what you want for dinner and you say you aren’t hungry, does he ask if you’ve eaten today. And when you say you had breakfast, I hope he knows you don’t eat breakfast, and makes you a bowl of pasta, because that’s your favourite comfort food. Does he kiss you good morning? Good night? Just because? Do you know he like his coffee black? Unless he wants it cooled, then he will probably want some milk in it, but not too much. Do you know when he prefers tea over coffee? I never quite figured that out with your Mother. Have you figured out if he is ticklish? Don’t let him convince you he’s not, I promise you he is. Have you frustrated the hell out of him yet? You will, oh you will, but it’s how you two come out of it that matters. And when he said he loved you for the first time, did you respond by asking if he’s afraid of heights? I hope with my entire soul that he said yes, because that means, despite his fear of heights, he still fell for you. Now, sweet girl, you tell me, is he the one?

Love, Daddy”

I put back down his letter, only to find my shaky handwritten papers next to it. I tried to absolve Aaron’s task, but it was almost impossible. I really thought I wasn’t able to give a normal answer to his questions, but when one night I drank almost a whole bottle of vodka by myself, the words just appeared on the paper in front of me without me noticing. I wrote without thinking. I used my heart, and the outcome wasn’t quite surprising. I knew Aaron was ready to give me a second chance. He said it himself. He was ready to sit down, talk as much as we needed and even go to couple’s therapy to fix everything that went wrong in our relationship, but I knew better. There wasn’t enough conversations, there wasn’t a couple therapist out there who could make me fall in love with him again. Not, if I wasn’t in love with him in the first place. I loved him. I truly did, but not in the way which was enough for me to be his wife and spend the rest of my life with him. Aaron wanted me to choose.

“Oh fuck this” I said and grabbed my keys and bag from the counter. It was now or never. I wasted enough time, I didn’t want to waste any more. I hopped in my car and drove off from the driveway.

“What is love?” Tom asked me while I laid on his chest, listening to the beautiful of melody of his heartbeat and the rain on his window sill. It was one of those days, when I didn’t have to rush home after dinner. We could cuddle and talk for hours. Enjoying each other company. Kissing each other with love and passion. Playing with each other’s hands while we talked about everything and anything. I cherished these moments.

“When I was little, I thought love was about red roses and expensive dinners. Truth is, love is giving the other half your fries when they said they weren’t hungry. It’s waking up at 4 am to them snoring and refraining from shoving them off the bed. It’s talking about in accents just for shits, and trying to embarrass one another in public. It’s going on adventures, and making fun of each other. Its stupid fights and memorable make ups. Love isn’t pretty and romantic. Love is just stumbling through life with your best friend.” I brought his hand up to my lips and kissed his palm.

“I’d love nothing more than to stumble through life with you” he said silently. It was better than a simple I love you. It was better than any kind of huge and overpriced gesture to show his love. With this statement, he put my heart in peace. I knew it was wrong, but I fell for him. And I did it hard.”

I parked my car on the other side of the road. I need a moment to pull myself together. I looked at the huge house which was way too familiar to me. I couldn’t tell how many times I had been there before. He was home. The lights were up in his study, he was probably working on his next big project, or he was sitting by the vintage reading lamp, flipping through a book, writing down quotes he could identify with. With a deep breath, I got out of my car and walked to his front door and rang the bell. I heard his footsteps and he rushed down the stairs. I was out of breath when he opened the door. He was there, standing right in front of me. I could smell his amazing scent. Spicy aromatic. Bergamot, lime, neroli and apple. There was a slight hint of patchouli, rose and teak wood, along with vanilla, musk and labdanum. He smelt like home.

“Y/N?” his voice was a little bit raspy, probably from singing in the shower of while he made dinner for himself “What are you doing here?”

“I had to write down everything that came into my mind when I thought about love” I pulled out the wrinkled paper from hip-pocket “For first, I couldn’t. But then I drank a whole bottle of vodka, and everything was written down without me thinking about it.”

I could tell he was confused. He didn’t know why I wasn’t giving him a straight answer. Truth it, I didn’t know where to start everything. I wanted to say so many things. I thought I figured out my whole speech on my way to his house, but the truth is, the moment I saw his beautiful eyes, I forgot everything. You see, there comes a time when you meet someone and all the things you wanted in a lover just start to disappear. You wanted creamy brown eyes, and then all of a sudden his bright blue eyes become your favourite. You wanted someone who plays sports but the way he plays the piano or the guitar just softens your heart. You wanted someone who can use beautiful words to make you feel better but he doesn’t speak when you’re down crying, he just sits right there and holds you with no intention of letting go. You wanted a lover who tells you you’re the real art when you are at museums but then you meet someone who doesn’t look at the stars in the night but he just stares at your eyes. And you meet someone who makes you laugh. And suddenly he is like you wanted him to be. He makes you happy. That is all, happiness.

“Aaron asked be to choose” I said finally. I was chewing on my bottom lip. I felt like I was going to faint right in front of him.

“And who did you choose?” he asked me calmly.

“Well, I’m standing right in front of you”

Part 5?

#Tom Felton #tom felton fanfic #imagine tom felton #tom felton imagine #tom felton one shot #tom felton mini series #Draco Malfoy #daddy draco #draco fanfiction #draco x reader #draco imagine #tom x reader #tom felton x reader #tom felton x you #tom felton x y/n #harry potter imagines #harry potter cast imagines #tom felton love story

[trashyswitch]

The 1st (and Last) Time the Afton's Buy a Parrot

Go to the pet store, they said! Buy this talking Parrot, they said! It'll be fun, they said! Well...William slowly learns the pros and cons of buying their blue and grey Indian Ringneck parakeet.

So...Things have not been going so great. I've hit a severe road block in my steps into finding a job, and now...I'm starting the resume process all over again. Kinda pissed about it, not gonna lie. But, typing up this fanfic has helped me keep some of my sanity. So, I owe it all to my patient family members and friends who have had to deal with my agitated and unusually impatient self during my job struggles AND my period week amidst that.

Thank you so much. I am now past that, and looking for something new. While I wait, here's a brand new, super long FNAF fanfic for you. Enjoy!

“He said my name! Daddy! He said my name!”

“O-Oh my! Did-did it just make a smooching noise? That’s so cute!”

“Can we pleeeaaaase get him?”

“*ahem* How much for a parrot?”

“$400.”

“$400?!”

“This Indian Ringneck is actually quite cheap compared to the average price which can be between $500 and $700.”

“I...Oh.”

Before he knew it, the parrot was in a take-home cage, saying bye to the pet shop workers as they left with their new friend: Dexter the parrot. It was already taught a name beforehand, and the kids seemed to love it! So, they kept it. The family took the time to set up the bird cage and the climbing items so the bird can fly around and join in the house drama.

It sure didn’t take long for the parrot to start picking up on words either! Dexter’s first word had been “Good morning!”, which he repeated to everyone in the house! It was really funny hearing Dexter pick up on certain repeated words. Sometimes, there were moments when Michael or Elizabeth would play peek-a-boo with Dexter!

“Peek-a-boo!” Michael cooed.

Dexter bobbed his head down, before popping it back! “Peekaboo!” Dexter said quickly.

“Yaaaay! He did it! Peekaboo!” Elizabeth cheered.

Dexter bobbed his head down and brought it back up again! “Peekaboo!” Dexter reacted.

Michael chuckled. “Yaay! Go Dexter!” he cheered.

At one point, Dexter had been watching William tickle little Chris. “Coochy coochy coo! A coochycoochycoo! A coochycoochycoochycoo!” William repeated over and over again. Chris was laughing happily and giggling at William’s silly words, while Dexter was studying his words very carefully.

The next morning, Chris ran down the stairs with his backpack. “Hi Dexter!” Chris greeted.

“Good morning!” Dexter replied.

“Hi!” Chris said again.

“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter teased suddenly.

Chris bursted out laughing and pointed at the parrot. “HEHEHE TEHEHEASED MEHEHE!” Chris yelled.

Clara heard the whole exchange from the kitchen, and was giggling as well. It didn’t take long for William to come downstairs in his work shirt. “Hey William...I think Dexter may have learned your teasing method.” Clara warned him with a smirk. William’s eyes widened in horror before he turned to look at the bird on the table.

Dexter looked at William. “Hi Will!” He greeted.

“Hi Dexter!” William said back.

“Hi Dexter!” Dexter repeated.

“Yup, that’s what I said.” William replied.

Dexter let out a whistle. “Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter cooed.

William was taken back, while both his wife and his youngest were laughing themselves silly. “How dare!” William reacted, going closer to the parrot.

“Bye!” Dexter said back.

“Nope. I’m not leaving.” William let him know.

Dexter bobbed his head down, and looked back up. “Peekaboo!” Dexter exclaimed. William hung his head and held back a laugh. “Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter added.

“Hey now! No Coochy coochy coo.” William warned.

“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter said back.

“What did I just say?” William asked.

“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter repeated.

“NO coochy coochy coo!” William yelled at him.

“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter repeated.

“Quit the teasing.” William ordered, pointing his finger at the bird.

Dexter looked at the index finger, before jumping his legs onto it and looking William in the eye. “Coochycoochycoo!”

Finally, William tapped out of the argument. Chris was laughing his head off, and his wife was giggling and shaking her head.

Ever since that little argument, William would sometimes get into ‘arguments’ with the parrot. As Dexter’s vocabulary got better and better, the arguments became more word-oriented and fleshed out. The arguments were still meaningless, but it was still fun to watch and laugh.

“I love you!” Dexter said.

“You love me?” William reacted.

“I love you!” Dexter repeated.

“How dare you love me.” William teased. Dexter jumped onto his shoulder and pecked his cheek, making a kissing sound. William smiled. “Shucks, Dexter! You’re making me blush!” William reacted.

“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter cooed.

William sighed. “Aaaand we’re back to the teasing.” William muttered.

“Peekaboo!” Dexter said after.

“Peekaboo? Alright.” William covered his face with his hand, and uncovered it. “Peekaboo!” Dexter let out a laugh, that sounded a little like a witch. William wheezed and laughed at that. “What was THAT?!” He reacted. “Is that what your laugh sounds like?! It’s demonic!” William reacted.

Dexter bobbed his head down and lifted it back up again. “Peekaboo!” Dexter reacted.

William only giggled at that. “You’re so weird.”

“I love you!” Dexter repeated.

“I love you too, Dexter.” William replied, scratching under his chin.

A little bit later, Dexter managed to learn a few new sounds! The latest sound was like a snoring sound...Almost, to the point where Elizabeth wondered if Dexter had learned William’s snoring sound. But, William mentioned how short the sound was. Therefore: it couldn’t have been his snoring sound.

Things finally clicked when some of the family members started laughing together. Picking up on the social signal, Dexter started laughing in his witchy laugh as well! Usually in the middle of the laughing, Michael’s signature snorting would show up. This would end up putting the family into hysterics all over again! And then the moment Dexter heard that, he started making the short snore sound! Suddenly, everything made sense!

Michael covered his mouth in horror! “Oh no!” Michael whined. “He learned my snort!” Michael exclaimed. William and the family LOST it after that! Michael was absolutely embarrassed! Now whenever Dexter would laugh, he could snort exactly like Michael would in between laughs!

Speaking of Michael embarrassed, Dexter quickly learned that he could get the best reactions to his teasing out of Michael! Dexter would hang out on his shoulder and either just sit there and watch Micheal do homework, or he would talk to him in his own little way.

“Math time!” Dexter declared.

Michael laughed. “Dexter, this is english!” He reacted.

“Hi Michael!” Dexter greeted.

“Hi Dexter.” Michael replied, petting his head.

Dexter jumped down off his shoulder and stood on the corner of the table. Dexter bobbed his head down and lifted it back up. “Peekaboo!” Dexter declared.

“Not now. I’m busy.” Michael told him.

Dexter let out a chirp. “Time for work!” Dexter said.

“Yyyup. Time for homework.” Michael told him.

“Pleeeeaaaase?” Dexter asked, imitating Elizabeth’s whiny begs.

Michael chuckled. “Please what?” he asked.

“Math time!” Dexter repeated.

“This is english. No math time. I did my math already.” Michael told him.

Dexter hopped up to Michael’s cheek, pecked it with his beak and made a kissy noise. “I Love you!” Dexter said to him.

Michael smiled. “I love you too, Dexter.” He replied.

Dexter repeated his kiss. “I love you too!” Dexter repeated.

Michael started to blush a little. “I know you love me.” Michael replied.

Dexter gave him another cheek kiss. “Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter teased.

Michael whined and dropped his head into his writing arm. “Ihihi cahahan’t fohohocus!” Michael whined. Dexter let out a little laugh and a snort. That just made Michael’s face turn even more red. “Stahahap repeating my snort! I know it’s stupid! I don’t need a living record player repeating that for me!” Michael whined.

“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter repeated.

Michael whined again and pushed him a little with his finger. “Staaahahap.” Michael whined.

“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter said yet again.

“Moooom, Dexter’s teasing meee!” Michael whined.

William chuckled from the other room. “Can’t handle the coochycoochycoo’s?” William asked, walking out to the kitchen.

“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter repeated.

“Dehehexteher, I swehehear!” Michael whined in slight agitation.

“Awww! Micey’s getting all flustered now!” William teased, walking up beside his son.

“NOhoho, Dahahad, don’t you dahahare!” Michael warned. “Ihihi’ll gehet you back!” Michael threatened.

“No you won’t.” William replied back. “Not if Dexter keeps up the teases.” William added as he started squeezing his sides.

“HEHEHEHAhahahaha! Dahahad nohohohoho!” Michael laughed, wrapping his arms around his sides and wiggling around in his seat.

“I think what you’re trying to say, is Dad YES!” William replied as he wiggled a finger in his belly button.

“NohohOHOHOHO! NAHAT MYHYHY BEHEHELLY BUHUHUTTOHOHON!” Michael shouted.

“Coochycoochycoo! Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter was repeating to Michael.

“Yeah, you tell him, Dexter. Coochy coochy coo! A coochy coochy coo!” William teased further.

“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter repeated.

“STAHAHAP IHIHIHIT BOHOHOTH OHOF YOHOHOHOU!” Michael begged.

To make matters worse, William had grabbed Dexter and placed him on the top back of the chair. “There! Get his ear, Dexter! Tickle his ear!” William encouraged while holding his son back against the chair so he couldn’t move forward. Dexter started pecking at his ear and his neck, making Michael squeak and shake his head around.

“NOhohohoho! Stahahahap ihihihit Dehehexteheher!” Michael begged.

In reaction, Dexter laughed and imitated his snort. Hearing Dexter be such a teasy nut, made William laugh like there was no tomorrow.

“Hi Michael!” Dexter greeted.

“Stahahap tihihicklihing mehehe! Ihihihi hahahave hohohomewohohork!” Michael giggled at them both.

Dexter suddenly grew distracted. “Math time!” Dexter said.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” William said to Dexter.

“Ahagain, it’s ENGLISH!” Michael yelled at Dexter, getting right into his face.

Michael stared at Dexter with intense eyes. Dexter tilted his head to the side slightly, before leaning in…

“Mwah! Kisses!” Dexter declared. “I love you!” Dexter repeated.

Michael whined and smacked his head against the desk in defeat, while William just laughed at them.

One time, Henry had been visiting. Dexter had grown to LOVE Dexter, and surprisingly, vice versa as well! Dexter started adding the name ‘Henry’ to his vocabulary.

“Henry!” Dexter said, flying to the man and standing on his head. “Hi Henry!” Dexter greeted.

Henry laughed a little and tried not to move his head very much. “Hi Dexter!” Henry greeted back. William tapped onto the stair rack to show Dexter where to go. Catching onto the signal, Dexter flew there. “Okay. Come here, Dexter!” Henry encouraged the bird by showing his somewhat curled hand to land on. Without a second thought, Dexter flew to Henry and landed on his finger. “Hi little nerd!” Henry greeted, scratching under his chin.

“Hi Henry!” Dexter greeted.

“Awww...Of course you’re choosing the guest over us.” William complained a little.

“A little jealous?” Henry joked.

“No way, me?! Naaah.” William replied, keeping a confident front.

Henry laughed and allowed the kids to overwhelm him.

“Hi Uncle Henry!” Elizabeth greeted.

“Uncle Henryyyy!” Chris yelled.

“Hi Lizzie! Hi Chris!” Henry greeted.

“Come play with us!” Chris begged.

“Yeah! We’re playing tea party!” Elizabeth told him.

“No we’re not! We’re playing cowboys!” Chris whined.

“Tea Party!” Elizabeth fought.

“Cowboys! And Henry can be the horse!” Chris declared.

William widened his eyes. “Now wait a se-”

“Henry might not wanna be the horse!” Elizabeth interrupted. William waved his hand to Elizabeth, showing Chris she’s right. “You need to ask him first before you jump onto his back!” Elizabeth told Chris, recalling the same situation from when she was younger.

Chris turned to Henry with his famous puppy eyes. “Henry? Do you wanna be the horse?” Chris asked.

Henry giggled and shook his head. “I’d love to!” Henry replied.

William sighed and let a small smile grow onto his face. “How are you so patient with them?” William asked as he followed a child-surrounded Henry to the living room.

“I don’t know. I guess it’s just who I am.” Henry replied as he went into the crawling position. “Now, no kicking. Okay? Don’t kick me to get me to go, use your words.” Henry warned before he started playing the horse.

“Go horsey go!” Chris declared excitedly. Henry started crawling on his request. As he was crawling around and being the horse, Dexter flew to Elizabeth’s hand.

“MOOO!” Dexter declared.

Elizabeth turned her head to Dexter in pure confusion. “Whaaaaa?”

William bursted out laughing and doubled over, while Henry hung his head and giggled. “Thahat’s not the sound a horse makes, Dexter.” Henry told him.

Suddenly, Dexter made a car alarm sound! Henry lifted an eyebrow and looked up at William. William’s laughter had stopped, and he was now hiding his face in his hands. “I set off the car alarm one time...and Dexter catches on and starts imitating the sound.” William admitted.

“Wow! This bird’s amazing! He’s smart, yet dumb all at once!” Henry reacted.

William chuckled as Dexter flew up to him on the couch armrest. “Hi Dexter.” William greeted.

“Hi Dexter!” Dexter repeated.

“Mm hmm...That’s what I said.” William told him.

“Pleeeeaaaase?” Dexter asked.

“Please what?” William asked.

“Math time!” Dexter replied.

“Math is boring.” William told him.

“Pleeeeaaaase?” Dexter pleaded.

“No math. No homework. It’s playtime.” William told Dexter.

“Mooo!” Dexter shouted.

“That’s not a cow. That’s a horse.” William told Dexter, pointing to Henry.

“Hi Henry!” Dexter said.

Henry chuckled and shook his head as he made a neighing sound.

“Hi Michael!” Dexter greeted.

The kids laughed at that. “Henry’s not Michael!” Elizabeth reacted.

William sighed and rubbed his nose. “Michael’s not even here right now.”

“Hi Michael!” Dexter repeated.

“Michael is gone.” William told him.

“Hi Michael!” Dexter repeated again.

“Dexter. Mike, is NOT, HERE.” William repeated, getting close to his face.

Dexter stared at William for a moment. “Coochycoochycoo!”

“Oh. Now you’re teasing me. Newsflash: teasing doesn’t work on me.” William told him.

“Time for work!” Dexter declared.

“I’m done work, Dexter.” William told him.

“Peekaboo!” Dexter declared.

“No.” William said back, growing visibly angry.

Dexter bobbed his head down and rose it back up. “Peekaboo!” Dexter declared.

“No peekaboo.” William told him.

Suddenly, Dexter squawked and opened his wings to him! William actually jumped and yelped! But that just ended up making William frown even more. William waved his hand towards Dexter to get him off. “Get outta here.” William ordered.

“No.” Dexter said back.

Elizabeth’s eyes widened as she looked to Chris with worry. “Uh oh…” Chris muttered to her.

“Leave. Me. Alone. Bird.” William warned.

“I’m Dexter!” Dexter greeted as if he was introducing himself to William for the first time.

Finally, William flicked Dexter’s chest and knocked him onto the floor. “Dad! Be nice!” Elizabeth yelled at him. “He doesn’t know much better.” Elizabeth told him as he tried to take Dexter away. But Dexter refused to go down without another fight. He flew up to the armrest and squawked at him again. William flinched a bit, and…

...smirked?

William leaned in towards the parrot. “How would you like to be cooked?” William asked.

Henry dropped his jaw. “WILLIAM!” He shouted.

“Time to eat!” Dexter replied.

“Oooh yes, time to eat...You.” William said with an eeeeevil grin.

“Seeds please!” Dexter asked.

“Oh? You want some sunflower seeds surrounding your roasted body? Oohoho…” William leaned back and placed his index fingers onto his lips. “That can be arranged.”

“Daddy! Stop it!” Elizabeth yelled.

“What? Worried I’m gonna fight him? Tie him down? Cover him in oil?” William asked her.

Elizabeth whined and threw a pillow at him. “It’s not funny!” Elizabeth yelled to him.

“Food time!” Dexter said happily.

“See? He wants to become food!” William told her, pointing to Dexter.

“No he doesn’t! He wants to EAT food! Not BECOME food!” Elizabeth told him.

“Why are we even JOKING about this, Will?!” Henry asked him.

“Fight me!” Dexter yelled at him.

Suddenly, everything stopped. Both kids were staring at the parrot with big smiles on their faces. Henry was smirking and ready to cheer the bird on, while William looked awestruck by Dexter’s sudden ability to stand up to himself. “What did you just say?” William asked him, dumbfounded.

Dexter jumped at William again. “Fight me! Fight me!” Dexter yelled at him.

Elizabeth bursted out laughing and rolled all across the floor. Even Henry was laughing a little. “He’s getting smart, even for a parrot! You’d better be careful, William. He’s reaching droid-levels of intelligence.” Henry warned with a smirk.

“You want me to fight you?” William asked.

“Fight me! Fight me! Fight me!” Dexter repeated, jumping around.

“You wanna fight me? I could easily end you.” William reacted.

Finally, Henry grabbed William’s foot. “Aaaaalright, that’s enough.” Henry told him as he pulled him right off the sofa and flopped him onto the ground.

“HEY! What was that for?!” He yelled.

Henry laughed. “You’re threatening the bird a liiiittle too much. You need to cool it.” Henry told him. “Kids? What do ya say we tickle pile him?” Henry suggested.

“YES!” They both declared excitedly.

William’s eyes widened in fear and horror. “Wait, WHAT?! No, no no no HOLD ON-”

Elizabeth and Chris puppy-piled their father while Henry went for William’s feet. “Does Willy Wonka have ticklish walkers?” Henry asked, skittering his fingers on both of his arches.

“NOHOHOHOHAHAHA! GUHUHUHUHYS!” William yelled, falling into a laughing fit. Elizabeth started raspberrying his belly, making up for all the raspberries he’s blown onto her. “WAHAHAHAIT! EHEHELIHIHIZABEHEHEHETH!” William shouted. “NOHOHOHOHOHO RAHAHAHASPBEHEHEHERRIHIHIES!” William begged.

“But Daddy needs ALL the raspberries!” Elizabeth told him right back.

“Yeeeaaah! And Daddy also needs his speeecial ribby spiders!” Henry declared, skittering his fingers up and down his ribs like spiders.

“NOHOHOHOHO GAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” William’s laughter quickly went silent as he rolled himself onto his stomach.

Henry quickly retreated his fingers and laid down beside him. “You okay? You calm now? You done threatening Dexter?” Henry asked.

“Nope!” William started squeezing Henry’s side and got up to keep tickle attacking him.

“Whahahat thehehe- HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WIHIHIHILLIAHAHAHAM NOHOHOHO!” Henry yelled, laughing and wiggling around under him.

“I think the right answer is, William yes.” William replied proudly before blowing a raspberry onto his side.

“YYYAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Henry shrieked in pure surprise. Henry continued to fall into the rabbit hole of endless hysterics! And to make things even funnier…

“YYYAAAAAAAAAA!”

...Looks like Dexter added yet another sound to his vocabulary.

#william afton is a pet owner #family fluff #family bonding #dark comedy #ticklefic #ler!elizabeth #ler!dexter #switch!william #switch!henry #lee!michael #teasing #fluff and humor

[thisstableground]

yaaaay first day that ive managed to get my brain (and my stupid body which honestly is more of a problem than anything bc i’ve had a neckache for like a full month from sitting in dumb postures and it makes it hard to concentrate, but its improving a little) together to write after work! i think if i draft it all out a bit at a time over the week and then use weekends to do the difficult last bits/edits, that might be a nice sort of rhythm to settle into and hopefully a more consistent one than ive had

(hope u all are prepared for the Sad Ruben Feels on the next one bc oh boyyy)

#possibly on the one after too #sorry my dude i do want u to be happy but ur life is just such a mess #i will also reply to tumblr inboxes tomorrow #am just workin on that new routine gotta take some time to adapt but im not ignoring any of you!

[trondheimimmigrant]

Last week I started my first official Norwegian course. Yaaaay! Pretty busy with Uni plus this six week course but I’m sure that what I am learning will quietly spread onto this blog over time. First realisation is how haphazard my ordering of words in a sentence is, especially “ikke” and “kanskje”. I can almost get away with it while speaking, but not while writing.

I couldn’t work out why I was struggling more than others and then I realised. I am also bad at this in English. They stopped teaching grammar in British schools decades ago meaning many of us never learn the rules just the patterns. I have had it commented that I use sentence structure more for dramatic affect than abiding by the rules of grammar before, but I never really thought about it. So I am spending this weekend brushing up on my subjectives, conjunctives and adverbials.

#norwegian #grammar #Norskkurs #adverbials is legit a new word to me #langblr #norsk #word order

[amazinglydumb]

So i totally forgot that i did my first cosplay last week, here you have the few pics i had taken and some context behind this absolute clusterfuck of a Costume.

First we need context, picture me, someone who knows jack shit about doing cosplay wanting to do something for Halloween 2019, so i decided to do a No Face cosplay from Spirited Away, since y’know, it looked simple enough, a mask, gloves and a lot of black cloth, but oh boy i never thought i’d only get to wear it 2 years later.

yea that looks simple enough

So i started this for that halloween and i made the mask first since it seemed to be the biggest piece and most time consuming, here’s a pic of me doing it with my hand for scale

basically took a giant styrofoam sheet, cut it to shape and then covered it in drywall paste since i though’t it’d be a nice texture

i then proceeded to haphazardly mangle an old jockey hat, fuse it into the back of the mask and use it to prop it up for a test, also made the mouth hole since i needed that to see

With that done i did nothing else for the next 2 years since i had no event to use it for and y’know, Covid-19 and shit, but hey it was progress!

here’s me believing i would finish it by next halloween.

Of course that didn’t happen, as soon as 2020 started it also brought Covid-19 with it to my country, so yeah that year was gone.....

THEN 2 weeks ago a friend told me she wanted help with a stand on a geek/anime fair so i decided to finish it, since all i needed was cloth.

now begins my process of trying to finish it in less than a week for that event.

I got a cheap plastic basket and some wooden model sticks to make a dome to place the cloth over and just mashed everything together into the inside of the mask with aluminum wire untill it looked rigid enough.

looks fantastic doesn’t it? also i had to sow a metal wire ring inside the hat for better stability, also added a piece of thin cloth to the mouth so you couldn’t see my eyes.

Oh also THERE’S A METAL PLATE INSIDE THE HAT, that was bc it wouldnt stay aligned with the mask so i placed that plate inside the hat and used aluminum wire to hold it against the mask, it works! but it also leaves a nasty mark on your forhead if you don’t put some padding on it!. With that done and some insane ammount of cloth that wasn’t enough since i didn’t buy enough (i literally scrapped this shit together NGL) it was ready to be made into a Cosplay! but i have no sewing skills?!?! so being the crazy bitch that i am what did i use??

 YOU GUESSED IT. MORE ALUMINUM WIRE

i’m being serious, i literally wired the cloth to the edges of the mask with a bunch of aluminum wire and pretty much everything else too.

then i just got some black fancy gown gloves, slapped everything together and VOILA 

Picture courtesy of my sister who helped me placing the cloth the right way.

No Face Gang represent

Hey there sexy!  

I seriously debated over using stockings and heels inside the costume to do the thing but i didn’t have time, this picture was taken literally the day prior to the event and i still hadn’t done the final touches.

i then added some more light cloth on top to give it more dimension and finished it at 4 AM, ready to get up at 7 AM to go to the event with my friend..... 

yaaaay......

but you know what? totally worth it.

And here we have the final version! being photographed by my dear friend whom i came to join selling wares on her store!  (yes i did help her selling stuff and i even sold some earrings as No Face, it was quite the sale i tell you!)

Had i known so many people wanted pictures with me i would have asked them to tag me! i remember counting at the very least 40 different people asking for a picture with No Face, and while it felt a little embarrasing since i’d never done this before it was also such a nice feeling to make so many people happy and giddy with my work!.

 But alas i stuck to my character and never once spoke while being No Face, only did gestures and bows when people asked me for a picture, they also enjoyed that, a silent and shy No Face.

I did however come across one lady who tagged the event on her IG post and i was able to find this! it made me so happy to know someone thought of this to be cool enough to share on their page! i of course censored it since it was in her IG account and i just stole it for this post.

AND LOOK

Someone even gave me a bottle of water!  

It was honestly such a lovely experience, one i look foward to having again Bc you bet i’ll be wearing this again for future events. And believe me i’ll keep working on this cosplay to make it better for future events and maybe even do more characters! who knows, i certainly dont!

But i do know one thing, i now know why people love to do cosplay, and i love seeing the work that goes beind some awesome Cosplay i’ve seen over the years.

I also encourage others to do so if they’ve never done it before, i mean, look at what i managed with basically a bunch of random items and a sudden burst of energy and dedication!  Cosplay is fun, i learned that last week, and you should too!

#cosplay #spirited away #no face #chihiro ogino #chihiro #love cosplay #artsandcrafts #anime #studio ghibli #hayao miyazaki #costume

[pebblysand]

[may '21] - the life update no one asked for (and some quick links)

Hello team! How are you? What a month it has been! But: we have had some proper sun, the days are getting longer, I have gin&tonic with me to give me fuel to write this and it is now the 30th of april - yay! I know I'm bending the rules of these monthly posts a bit there, by writing the may post by anticipation but I really want to focus on 'proper' writing this weekend, so I hope that you will forgive me :).

But, first, some quick links to different blog pages you might not see on mobile :

to read my fics [links to the hinny ficfest fics: one ; two ; three]

to read my original work

fic recs [new additions]

proper blog/site [that I never update but maybe one day I’ll bother]

[NOTE: i am currently accepting prompts for short ficlets on the hp fandom if you fancy. my ask box is open :).]

Everything else, under the cut (contains: ETAs for current WIPs - say, if you’re waiting for chapter 8 of castles, for instance... -, reading lists, and life update)

Currently, I’m writing:

**Castles [HP - post-war canon]**

links extended a/n-s: chapter v ; chapter vi

This is ONE HUNDRED PERCENT the priority for the coming days. We are having a bank holiday here in Ireland on Monday and the main objective now is to get the first draft of next chapter done. I have the outlines (both general and particular) and have - maybe - around 15% of the actual chapter done. Due to external factors (more on that below), I've had quite a hard time finding the time and energy to actually focus on this over the past few weeks which is why I kind of booked out this weekend to Get Shit Done. Hopefully, it works. ETA for next chapter: 30th May.

**R O A R series**

Harry&Hermione one-shot [ETA: July probably]

An original horror/thriller story [ETA: this is the next thing (after castles chap 8 on the agenda. Considering the ETA for chapter 8 of castles, we're probably looking at beginning of June for this.]

Something to fill this silk prompt [ETA: TBD]

That Peaky Blinders fic I started and never finished [ETA: TBD]

** Hinny Ficfest **

I am very happy to announce that I'll have not one but two short stories coming out for the upcoming hinny ficfest. I obviously can't talk about them too much on here but here's what I can tell you.

- the first one will be called: [like fire in the rain] and answers to prompt 78 - "truth or dare". It's a short three sentence story (a format I used to enjoy but haven't done on tumblr in aaaaages) that's a bit angsty (you know me) and is set within the 'sunlit days' in year 6.

- the second one, I'm not too sure of the title yet, but right now I'm thinking of a line from a song by passenger called 'holes': [she said the wolf's just a puppy and the door's double-locked (so what'd you gotta worry me for?)]. this is (loosely) inspired by prompt 27 (Molly finding out about Ginny/Harry) the summer after the war, but has kind of grown into a what-if-castles-wasn't-my-headcanon kind of fic. It's currently just shy of 3,000 words. I'm considering posting it on AO3/FF as well by the time it comes out on here but I'm not sure. We'll see.

They're both fully written but need a bit of polish but will definitely be ready by the 10th :).

Currently, I’m reading:

Calypso by David Sedaris: I've finished this! It was absolutely lovely - would highly recommend if you're looking for a nice, non-fiction read. I'd probably give it four stars. Not magnificent but definitely worth a read.

I’ve started re-reading the Divergent series because I have the attention span of a five year old atm. -- Update: yeah, still there. I don't think I've picked this up recently.

I've also started Watch Her Fall by Erin Kelly. I really loved her thriller He Said/She Said so thought I'd give it a try. For now, it's fine but I've found it sort of hard to get into it if I'm honest.

I’m still labouring through Troubled Blood, the JKR/RobertGalbraith book (ugh), but I have made significant progress on this. I'm on page 789 so almost at the end. I cannot wait to be finished with it. On top of everything else, it's just way too long. And, that's coming from someone whose favourite HP book is OOTP.

In other news:

I have to say, this month's been a bit of a struggle. Not in terms of mental health but just a lot of things happening at once. I had my exams at the start of the month, obviously, then I went home to France. Then, Ireland decided to introduce mandatory hotel quarantine so I had to change my tickets, come back early to avoid it. Then, the day before I left, my mother had a stroke. I just - I don't want to dwell on this too much. It's over, now, she's fine, has (from what the MRI showed) very little damage to her brain. She's at home and living her best life. Frankly, she's a bit of a miracle. This being said, I can't explain to you the stress and anxiety and heartache of last few weeks, and of not knowing what to do. Of not being able to fly home, having to be in Ireland because I was starting a new job and couldn't afford the hotel quarantine; it was just a lot. I think I didn't even have words to put on it at the time, which is why I didn't write about it before. It's easier now, now that it's over. In the thick of it, I didn't know where to start.

Now, I also didn't want to mention this because I don't mean it as a sob story. I just feel like I should explain why I haven't been the best at putting content out, lately. For that first week after it happened, when we were waiting for the medical exams to come through, I had to start a new job, pretend to be 'happy to be here' and 'excited' like everything was fine and that alone kind of sucked all the energy out of me. I was texting her every half hour at the same time, anxiously waiting for a reply. She lives alone, you see, and she's the only family I have left. I feel bad about not being able to write, but it's been hard. I just couldn't focus. On top of that, while the new job is interesting (and it pays money, yaaaay!), it's just a new routine to get back into, so I've also been feeling very tired.

Additionally, the extrovert in me has been begging to see more of her mates, lately. The weather has been really nice and I'm so eager to go out that I have struggled to keep my resolutions of 'no, I'm staying in and writing tonight.' I used to get plenty of social interactions at work, back in the day, but now that I'm fully remote, all I want to do on my days off is see people (especially with the easing of restrictions in Ireland). I feel like overall, it's fair, though. Introverts have struggled in our society for years, now, it's fair that we, extroverts, during the pandemic, bear more of the burden. It's just that this sudden return of my social life has also not truly catered to much writing time, haha. Hopefully, May will be more stable.

I am feeling better, now. Mum is doing good, the results of her MRI were very positive and the only real thing that's changed is that she says she's 'exhausted' which I guess can be expected after a stroke, haha. She's a warrior and I love her. This week, I've been feeling finally more able to focus and with the bank holiday, I really hope to get some proper writing done. I just need to escape in the magic of HP again, haha.

Anyways, sorry for this rather grim update. I suppose I also want to be honest and say that it's not always rainbows and butterflies. Here's to May, though. Hopefully, it'll treat us better :).

#writing #life update