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djljpanda · 8 months

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Hi just discovered your tumblr and thought I'd say hi and that it's nice to meet you and...idk if you're new or not to the cookie run x reader part of tumblr but if you are then, welcome and glad to see a new writer here! Anyway I saw some of your hcs and wanted to input an idea of mine since your ideas seem cool!

https://www.tumblr.com/djljpanda/729009881234948096/in-crk-one-of-black-lemonades-lines-when-you?source=share

Can't help but see this and can't help but think but imagine:

What if mc saw this ask and next time they play cookie run kingdom...they jokingly explain to the cookies of the kingdom about how they are just a normal person playing a video game and that if they did get transfered into their world, they'd be completely powerless and unable to do anything (unless they not only play cookie run but also exercised regularly and trained in strength, speed, flexibility or stamina then they might mention a boost in one of those categories).....and doesn't realize that the cookies could actually HEAR them!

Just imagine...cookies who want mc to themselves to snuggle or romance or something would hear this and think "wait I thought they were a powerful god...but they are just a normal person playing some video game and don't have any powers while everyone in the cookie world, including me (aka cookie who is thinking this), so...oh my god! Capturing and keeping mc is going to be WAY easier than I thought!"

Aaaand when mc ends up in the world...the cookies are helping mc with getting used to their body, with the full knowledge that they have zero powers soooo they either have to protect mc oooor this is their chance to keep mc for themselves lol!

I'm happy to see that you enjoy the idea of sharing here. I have been playing Crk since 2020 and have been a fan and I have followed the tag and I did really enjoy the self aware crk and was always Happ to read fanfiction and theories but it seems now all the writers have moved on which I don't blame them for. Thank you for the Welcome and Welcome to my blog.

But maybe not all the cookies can hear you at once but maybe one cookie can and everyone thinks their insane cause only witches are really right?

But I think that would be the reason why they would grow attached to you maybe or maybe not get romantic feelings for you or just seeing you as their best friend.

But they were both shocked at your words of calling yourself regular and upset because to that one cookie you are their everything.

But at some point all the cookies were able to hear you and you have like a cult following with that one cookie of your choice being like the leader.

When you do end up in Earthbread you almost got cookienapped right off the bat only for a cookie part of the following to save you.

That following of yours will make sure you are okay and devote themselves to you and if that cookie is your love interest they would ask to be your right hand cookie, while their cheeks are burning.

But if you want to have the normal isekai route at first you are protected by these cookies and soon you have powers and become a godly being but something happened that made you disappear but really you just turned invisible like how jack frost was in the rise of the guardians movie. And you are trying to handle that while you find out that your world and Earthbread are merging, the rest and small details can be saved for like fanfiction that I'm still trying to figure out on.

#crk self aware #self aware crk #cr kingdom #crk #cookie run kingdom x reader #cookie run x reader #cookie run kingdom #isekai reader

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zoeykallus · 9 months

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Important for requesting people...

Okay, I thought about this for a while, and I've decided something.

I get tons of requests, many of them downright praising my work, before asking their request. I'm flattered, very much so, I can't even put into words how overwhelmed I sometimes feel, because of all the requests flooding in (In a good way, because it's super flattering and sometimes in a bad way, because I always worry about not having enough time and being too slow. I know some of you were used to me writing every day, sometimes multiple things a day. But nowadays days I work three jobs and I just can't do it daily anymore without burning out). However, there is something that would be much more important to me.

Now comes the downside of what I have to tell you. If you send me a request, Non-Anon, asking me to do something for you (which I'm usually happy to do), but I can't find your name in my notification list even once in the last four weeks because you haven't liked anything of mine, let alone reblogged it, I won't even think about fulfilling your request. I'm not asking for anything except the occasional reblog. That's not too much to ask, is it?

Now, how, or why, did I come to this conclusion?

Pretty simple. I looked through the last 35 requests I received, and I saw a few names that didn't ring a bell at all. Requesting peeps that were praising me to the heavens, telling me they read everything I write/wrote (you don't have to do that, by the way). And out of curiosity, I went to my desktop PC, went through my notifications, checking it thoroughly for those names, in the period of the last four to six weeks. No notifications, nor reblog, no comment, not even a like. Don't get this wrong, I wasn't angry, but I felt disappointed, maybe even a bit deceived. I thought, why should I consider working on those (some of them quite extensive) requests, when I get nothing back?

Of course, I also make Anon requests, as I'm sure you've seen, and more than a few of those. So of course I can't keep track of that. I get that some peeps are just shy and that's totally okay, that's why I trust my anons and give them the benefit of a doubt, so to speak.

Just a reblog, that's all I'm asking for. (Or at least a like) Because that's what's actually keeping me doing this stuff, seeing that it was worth the time I spent doing it, seeing that people really read it. Now, before any of you start making any comments about ego. It's more about limited time, because as an adult in the middle of life, with three jobs, you just like to see that the things you do for others in your spare time are appreciated or liked in some way. It just makes us writers feel good and not lose the desire to write. I'd even say it should be common courtesy on tumblr.

Don't get me wrong, I have so much love for you guys, I love requests. Furthermore, I'm grateful for your input, your ideas, that you are feeding me with inspiration for my passion to write. I'm just talking about one hand washing the other. Mutual respect, we can all benefit from this, one way or another. You don't need to butter me up, just a friendly hello before you make your request and the occasional reblog will do, and I'll gladly fulfill your HC/Drabble/One-Shot wishes in the fanfiction section. Honestly, I'd rather have your reblog/or comment on one of my works, than a four sentence long praise in your request 😅😉

Love, Zoey

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#fanfiction #fanfiction writer #fandom #requests #tbb #star wars

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toomuchracket · 6 months

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birthday-party matty helping girlie pick an outfit for an event! they’re in a department store maybe, she’s trying on dresses and stuff, and he’s helping her pick. how do you think this would go?

oh he is NO HELP. i'm thinking rather than a department store you maybe go vintage shopping (idk why. i've never been but it seems vibey!) in london, and you take him with you because a) cute day out with the bf and b) he's got good taste, so you figure he'll be able to help you pick something nice out. the first bit is true enough - you get the tube together all don't delete the kisses-like, and you get coffee and a little treat (my raison d'être actually) beforehand - but the second? not a chance. yeah, matty has good taste, but when it comes to you that man simply cannot be objective; he's FAR too simpy for it lmfao. everything you try on - "god, you're beautiful, darling", or "my gorgeous girl", or "i actually fancy you so much lol". a nightmare! so you basically narrow down the options to a final three by yourself, and then you try them all on again - with some styling by the incredibly-entertained shop assistant girl, just for a better idea of the finished looks - and go back out to matty like "right. i need you to focus, baby, alright? i am going to buy one - ONE - of these outfits, and i need to you to give me your input on which one i should get". matty's like "ok i promise i'll help. let's go"; he's appropriately complimentary of the looks again, but when you ask him to pick his favourite this bitch genuinely goes "😬 i don't know. i think you should get all of them. i'll get them for you!", and you sink to the floor with your head in your hands like "baby PLEASE we can't get them all. be serious. i have nowhere to wear them". and he's like "we'll find excuses! it's fine!", and you facepalm - matty sighs and says "alright, fine, if i have to pick just one... the green one", and you're like "OH THANK GOD AN ANSWER" (and a good one! you really like the green dress! happy days). as you're waiting for the girl to wrap it up all nicely for you - and trying to swat matty's hand away from the card machine, before giving up and letting him pay - you're like "what is it about that dress that made it your favourite, baby?", and matty gets all coy and mumbles "s'the same colour as the one you wore to mine the first time i really wished we were together, when your novel got published and it hurt that i couldn't kiss you to congratulate you", and you genuinely almost swoon lmao. he's very cute, actually, even if his simp tendencies are sometimes infuriating lol <3

#mads answers asks #matty asks #fluff asks #into the birthday partyverse

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joe9cool · 11 months

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Collide- Epilogue- Lover of Mine

A/N: This is fanfiction, I do not know anyone on or affiliated with the Chargers. I own my original characters. You do not have permission to post my story elsewhere. Thank you and enjoy!

"What brings my brother to New York during this Bye Week?" Mitch sat down on his couch while Justin stayed standing. "I can't just visit my brother? I hardly ever see you. I thought it would be nice to come see you and Isabelle while I have the time off'

"You are so full of shit. This is year four for you and you decided to suddenly take a break and fly out here?" Justin paused, "I can't spend time with you guys?"

Mitch rolled his eyes. "Justin, it's you." He noticed his younger brother fidgeting nervously. "What's going on?"

"Nothing." Before Mitch could respond, the door opened, and Justin had never been relieved at Isabelle's arrival. "Hi Justin." She was surprised. "Did something happen?" He was confused. "No, I just thought I'd surprise you and we could spend this time together, grab some lunch"

"I'm calling full of shit. But okay." Isabelle laughed. "Let me change, and then we will go." When she walked out, Mitch looked at Justin. "Again, I'm gonna ask what is wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Justin Patrick"

"I promise Dad. Nothing is wrong." He said in his mocking voice. Isabelle walked out of the room and Mitch decided it could wait til lunch, and they all walked out of the door.

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"Eating on the Upper east side? What's the occasion?" Isabelle asked as they sipped their drinks (water for Justin, of course)

"Why do you guys assume something is wrong?" He was actually offended that his own family thought he didn't want to spend time with them.

Mitch laughed. "Again, you call me at the last minute to say that you've got a hotel here and are spending a few days in town on your bye week. What is going on?"

Isabelle cut in. "We are glad you are here, but something is up. Also you mentioned not telling Sara you were in New York."

It was true, Sara was off in Tokyo doing promotional press for a few days.

Justin put down his menu. "Fine you got me, I wanted to wait until after lunch, but since I have an appointment. Look, I need your guys help shopping."

Isabelle choked on her drink, immediately understanding why he was there. Mitch began laughing. "Really Justin? I don't know the first thing about clothing either. Why don't you ask Sara's stylist?"

Isabelle looked at him. "Baby, he is not talking about clothes."

Mitch stopped laughing. "Then what?"

"Oh my god! How did you even get into med school?" Justin smiled. "I want your guys input on a ring for Sara."

That got Mitch. "Woah woah. For an engagement ring?" Justin smiled, and Mitch leaned back into his seat. Exasperated. "Wow. I mean Justin, it hasn't even been two years. Are you sure?"

Justin nodded. "You don't like Sara?"

"That's not it. I love her to death, and I couldn't be happier to officially have her as her sister. But again this is you. You have to admit no one would expect you to be the first one to be married."

He laughed and Isabelle smiled. "You always knew what you wanted and went after it. Even when you and Sara were apart. Its-"

"Always been her." Justin finished.

"Do mom and dad know? What about Pat and Carly?"

He smiled. "I called them when I got to the hotel earlier today." —---------------------------------------------------------------------

"Justin? Is everything okay?" Holly was confused as she answered her middle son's facetime call. It was early in the morning, but Justin wanted to speak to his dad too, and he had to catch him early before he left to do whatever.

"Yeah everything is fine. Can I talk to you and dad for a minute?" His hands were sweating, and the reality of what he was about to say was hitting him.

It wasn't a nervous sweat in the sense of marriage. It was the fact that he wanted his family's input. He knew they loved Sara, and she loved them but you never knew.

"Hi Justin. Are you okay? What happened?" He saw both of his parents on the screen and smiled. He knew he only asked for both of them when it was something major, and it usually was a big life decision.

"I just wanted to ask you guys something." Holly and Mark were confused. "What is it son? Is it about football?"

Justin laughed. "No, it's actually about Sara." This time Holly cut in. "Oh my god please don't tell me you broke up again. I'm gonna kill you."

He rolled his eyes. "It's not that mom."

"Then what is it?"

He took a deep breath. "I'm going to ask her to marry me, and I want your blessing."

There was a pause, then Mark laughed while Holly screamed. Justin was confused "is this reaction out of happiness or?"

"OF COURSE IT IS! oh my god! Of course you have our blessing! Shouldn't you be asking her parents this?" His dad laughed and Justin joined in. "I'm going to ask, I wanted your input, she's joining our family too. If she even says yes." Justin trailed off the possibility of her saying no now creeping into his mind.

Holly knew what her son was thinking. "Honey, she's not going to say no. She loves you, and the whole family loves her. We couldn't be happier over this."

"Thanks guys."

"Do you have a ring?" He laughed. "Not yet, I'm heading to New York a few days earlier than usual to have Mitch and Isabelle help me."

"Good idea, and we won't tell Pat. God knows your brother can't keep a secret." They all laughed, knowing the younger Herbert too well. "We love you son, and Sara too"

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Justin told the story of their mom and dads approval as they drove to a private residence that Justin gave. It was actually her management he contacted about looking for rings. He knew that he couldn't walk into a jewelry store and pick something out in broad daylight. The surprise would be ruined immediately. Her manager Alex, along with Law got him in touch with Jamie Wolf, who was popular among celebrity jewelry. She conducted business out of her brownstone for famous clients

They were in a ritzy part of Manhattan, one that Mitch and Isabelle weren't familiar with. "You know Justin, it's okay if you don't pick out a ring. Take your time with it." Mitch stated as they pulled into a driveway that matched the address on their phone. Justin laughed, "I think I'll know it when I see it"

As they got out of their cars, the door to the expensive brownstone opened and a woman in her forties peeked outside. “You must be Justin! Law told me all about you!” Justin climbed the steps and she wrapped him into a hug. One thing he learned about being around designers: you had to be ready for any type of greeting. Once Jamie did the same to Mitch and Isabelle, she invited them to sit down where there were horderves and champagne. They all sat down and took a glass of champagne. “Okay, so Law called me and said you are here for an engagement ring for Sara correct?”

Justin nodded and smiled. She clapped her hands together. “Excellent, now before we begin to look at rings and decide if we want custom or not I always like to hear the moment you decided you wanted this moment."

Everyone was looking at him and it dawned on him they wanted the story. "Well, I've always known to be honest." He trailed off, and Mitch rolled his eyes. "He isn't very romantic in that sense." He told Jamie and Isabelle to cut in. "Neither of them are. Are you sure you didn't want to bring Pat?"

Justin laughed. "There was one moment….

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1 week earlier.

Justin had just pulled into the driveway, he had just wanted to go home and sleep after coming back from a game where they got blown out. It was embarrassing, they were tied with the chiefs for first in the division, they couldn't afford losses at all. Yet Justin threw for 2 interceptions, one that gave the other team the confidence to come back.

He was surprised to see the lights on. This meant that Sara was probably suffering from her insomnia. She had started seeing a therapist for her anxiety and been prescribed medication for when her sleep got really bad. She was stubborn though, granted she didn't really need them since she was doing well.

Justin walked in to music turned up loud, but not too loud. It was one of the boy bands she listened to. One Direction.. or was it 5 seconds of summer?

He stepped into the kitchen/living room to see a few trays of chocolate chip cookies on the island. Covered so the cats didn't get to them. Justin smiled as he saw his girlfriend dancing with Eugene, well more like twirling him around. The song changing to a piano melody.

'Lover of mine' Maybe we'll take some time' Kaleidoscope mind gets in the way Hope and I pray darling hat you will stay Butterfly lies chase them away

Dance around the living room Lose me in the sight of you' I've seen the red I've seen the blue Take all of me.

Sara turned to face Justin and squealed. Letting Eugene down on the counter she paused the music. "Why must you always do that?"

Justin laughed and went up to her. Kissing her, he stated. "Because it's fun. Anyway you can't sleep?"

She nodded. "I actually napped before the game so I have all of this energy. I'm sorry about the loss. I'll clean this all up and we will go to bed.

He shook his head. "Grabbing a cookie, he plopped it in his mouth and groaned. "Oh my god are these chocolate chip turtle cookies?" She nodded and he sighed. "I guess I can't have the guys over after practice for the film. Her eyebrows raised in confusion. He laughed. "You're gonna make them all fat."

She giggled. "Invite them over, i'll make a full spread. I miss cooking." He kissed her.

"I love you."

"I love you." She put the music back on, and in the moment, he grabbed her hand and they began dancing, more like swaying

'Dance around the living room Lose me in the sight of you I've seen the red I've seen the blue Take all of me' Lead to where your secrets are Where we've been a thousand times Swallow every single lie Take all of me

I'll never give you away Cause I've already made that mistake

If my name never fell off your lips again, I know it'd be such a shame When I take a look at my life And all of my crimes You're the only thing that I think I got right I'll never give you away Cause I already made that mistake'

The last line rang true as it stayed In his head, gathering the brunette closer to him

It was in that moment he knew. Granted, he always did know deep down. But now, he could see this, coming home to her and knowing what to say and do to calm him down and vice versa. They loved each other other and were committed.

He made a note to make some phone calls while he was at the facility tomorrow.

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"Aww that is so sweet!" Jamie smiled after Justin told her the watered down version. "Okay, now follow me and you can bring your glasses with." They all got up and followed her upstairs to a room that had a code Jamie entered. When they all walked in it looked like a walk in closet with an island that she had the group stand at while she opened two skinny draws. Pulling out two trays she set them down. Immediately Justin's eyes widened along with Mitch's and Isabelle gasped.

All the rings were gorgeous,sparkly, and huge. "All my rings are at least two carats. These all in this case are four, and these are three. If you dont like any of these, I can custom make one.”

“Just outta curiosity, what is the price range.?” Jamie said the number casually, “All my rings start at $100,000.” The number may have shocked the other two, But Justin knew he'd drop a pretty penny. It didn't matter, he wanted this ring to be special. Hopefully she’d be wearing this for the rest of her life. “Do you know her style?”

“Shes simple, classic. She wears alot of dainty jewelry, she loves emerald gems, and no gold.” Mitch laughed. “I got to say I am impressed you all know that.”

Isabelle cut in. “Do you have any emerald cut rings? Maybe the main stone is diamond, and then two emeralds on the sides in trapezoid cut. Then for the band we can go with a plain platinum band.” Justin and Mitch stared at her before Justin looked at Jamie, “Yeah, exactly what she said." The designer laughed. "And how many carats are we looking at?"

She showed him the different weights in Emerald cuts and he settled on the 2 for the middle stone, and .75 carat each for the sides, making it a total of 3.5 carats.It wasn't obnoxiously big, but people would notice it on her finger. He knew her ring size from getting the Oregon ring.

After dropping a hefty amount of money on the ring (as much as he paid for his house in Oregon) She told him it would take her a couple weeks to get the ring ready. Jamie told him that she could ship to him which he declined. He didn't want to keep the ring in the house where she would find it and especially not in his football bag.

No, he still had another stop on the east coast to make once the ring was done.

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"God Justin!" He looked up to see his girlfriend's head thrown back and her fists full of the bed sheets. Moaning, his hand snaked up her body underneath his t-shirt to pinch a nipple while he tongue flicked her clit.

He arrived home off a weekend with his brother and girlfriend, feeling good

Maybe it was the fact that he was one step closer to officially making Sara a member of his family,maybe it was those spandex shorts that accentuated her ass. Maybe it was the fact he was planning to ask her one of the biggest questions of life. Nevertheless he was on her, knocking the pile of folded laundry on the floor.

He latched on her and his tongue fucked into her, causing her to squeal and close her legs around him. Justin loved it, he could die by getting crushed by those thighs and he'd be the happiest man.

He continued his motions, all the way to her orgasm. Stopping once she was cleaned up he pulled away and she was a heaving mess on the bed. "Oh my god." She looked over at the messed up pile. "You're gonna fix that." She said between breaths, and he nodded and laughed.

"What on earth was that for?" She got up and stared at him. He shrugged. "I can't just eat out my girlfriend?"

"I mean you can. I won't ever complain. But damn. You were like in heat!" He laughed. "I just missed you. That's all."

She just nodded. "Well you're still folding the laundry."

He smiled and nodded. "Yes babe. Let me just get dinner started. I have some steaks marinating so I'll get those ready for the grill."

"What should I make for the sides?" She got up. "Don't worry about it. I have asparagus too." He walked out. Justin knew he played it cool.

—--------------------------------------------------------- Something was up with her boyfriend.

He was being super nice. Not that Justin wasn't a nice guy, but he seemed to be laying it on pretty thick. Justin was coming home earlier than usual. He would only slightly complain about her reality shows. (She knew he would like Jersey shore family reunion) however he kept giving her full control of the TV. He was more affectionate when they would step out in public. Not full on makeouts, but he would stop and kiss her randomly at the grocery store.

While she loved it, it wasn't her man. "Why are you complaining?" Samira told her between takes. She was sitting with her and Joe, along with Greg. "I know it sounds stupid. But it's not him you know?"

"You think he is cheating on you?" Greg asked as he popped a grape in his mouth. She shook her head. "No he isn't, I'm sure of that."

"Have you tried asking him?" Samira asked. She nodded. "Yes, but he swears its nothing. Maybe I'm just overreacting."

"You do have trust issues from other relationships."

"I trust him. It's not that. I'm just wondering why he is acting different"

Joe stayed quiet. Justin had called him a few days ago telling him he wanted to propose and thought about maybe doing it on their 2nd anniversary, which was also his and Alisha's anniversary. Justin was worried it would be overshadowed. Joe laughed and told him it was no big deal. He was excited for his co-star and close friend. She was going to finally have her moment after being broken hearted for so long.

He was so happy for her, but he swore to secrecy to not say anything to anyone, not even her costars. Alisha knew, but she was his wife he had to tell her.

"Joe!" He snapped out of his daydream to find the group staring at him. "What's up?" He asked. Sara narrowed her eyes at him. "You know something we dont?"

He scoffed. "I don't know what you're talking about." He took a bite out of his snack.

"I don't trust you Grant, I think you know something about my boyfriend that I dont." He rolled his eyes, trying to play it cool. "You're right. We're having an affair. We planned on telling you and Alisha when we have dinner next week. But I can't deny my love for that tall glorious man anymore."

Samira giggled and Sara laughed. "I'm still calling shit on it but okay. I will find out."

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Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Justin was an idiot. He and Sara had gotten into an argument earlier. They had a Victory monday so Justin had time for golf. He was excited, since he finally had the ability to swing normally.

Justin asked Sara to join him on the course and surprisingly she agreed. It had been a rough week. She had reshoots and decided to take on co-producing Lord Huron's new album. He had warned her that it might become too much, but she was stubborn.

It was wearing on her and he saw that. So maybe this was his chance to get her to relax and spend some time together. They were really busy, which meant they had no time together, sex was out of the question. They were both worked up and wanted to take their stress out on each other.

Unfortunately it didn't go that way. In between swings she was on her phone messaging Ben about a guitar riff on one song, then Heidi called about some rumor she wanted to dispel. She wasn't focused on the game, which pissed him off.

Also, she wasn't athletic and wasn't able to grasp the mechanics of a perfect swing. Justin tried to explain it to her but she wasn't getting it. "Well maybe if you actually paid attention you would understand it." He snapped. She glared at him. "And I told you, I'm not athletic, I've never been. I mini golf that's it."

"You don't even try! I think you are just making excuses because you don't want to do it." She rolled her eyes. "What are you, my dad? I got that shit from him my whole life."

"That has nothing to do with anything!" "Yeah and I want to see you try to film 12 hour days."

"We aren't talking about careers, I know sure as shit you can't throw a football. I'm talking about hobbies. You don't care."

"I do care! I'm sorry I'm busy." She took a deep breath and walked away. "Where are you going?" He called.

"I'm going back to the clubhouse." She wanted to take the cart and leave him stranded, but she wanted to walk. "Are you insane? We are far out and you don't know where you are."

She ignored him and kept walking. Sara heard his footsteps behind her. "Get back here!"

"No dad!" "You're being a brat." When he saw she wasn't budging, he cursed and ran back to the cart to put his stuff away and catch up to her. He drove the cart up and kept pace with her. "Get on the cart."

She kept walking. He sighed. "I'm sorry. You don't have to talk to me but you're not going to walk all the way back. It's too hot." She stopped, and got on the back off the cart.

They were both annoyed and didn't speak at the clubhouse and on the car ride home. When they got in the house, she went straight to the bathroom and slammed the door shut.

You dumbass, now she's not going to want to marry you. He thought as he waited for her to get out of the shower.

He was just irritated. Football was always stressful, and he missed Sara. It wasn't her fault he was just being an ass. He wanted competition and Sara wasn't just that person. They worked as a nice balance, but he could be a major ass.

He stayed on the couch with the cats until he heard the door to the bedroom open and Sara walked out in one of his shirts, towel drying her now long hair. "Hi" She went up to him and he grabbed her thighs to pull her closer to him. "I'm sorry." He spoke after a minute. "I got too excited and frustrated that you don't like golf."

She sighed. "It's partially my fault. I never really give it a chance. I should have been more focused." She rubbed his shoulders. "Forgive me?" He nodded. "Forgive me as well?" She smiled and kissed him. "Next time I swear. I need to start taking lessons. I'll kick your ass at your invitational next year." He laughed. "Yeah okay babe."

His phone rang, and he glanced at it. Sara looked at it. "Is it Mitch or Isabelle?" He knew she could tell it was a New York area code. He shook his head and declined the call. "I don't know the number." He kissed her again. "Wanna order in? We can watch Jersey Shore and cuddle with the cats."

She smiled "I knew you would like the show!" He rolled his eyes. "Easy, I know you like it." She laughed. "Uh huh that's why you were upset when Sam got mad at the house when she found the letter."

"Hey, she got mad at everyone else but Ron. I don't know why she is putting up with him. He looks like a douche." She laughed. "I got to dry my hair. Do you want to do sushi or tacos?"

"Or there is that steakhouse down the street? I could pick it up?" She nodded and ordered her usual. Justin placed the order.

Crisis averted.

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"Explain to me again why you are flying out Thursday before your game against the Jets?" Sara asked Justin over the phone. She was in Canada where she was doing a talk show to support her new project. She was flying in New York to watch Justin against the Jets for Monday Night Football. Sara's entire family would be there as well in the suite, their dad wanted to sit out in the cold, but with his heart it wasn't the best idea.

"Well, I wanted to see Mitch and Isabelle. Mitch really liked when I came up for the bye week. Plus he is graduating from Med school, so I'm rarely going to see him once he becomes a doctor." Justin bit his tongue, hoping his girlfriend bought the lie.

"Oh well that's nice. I was just surprised the team was okay with it." He had cleared it with Staley and Moore. Justin had no choice but to tell them he had plans to propose and wanted to go up to Pittsburgh to seek her parents' blessing. Her family was coming on Saturday and he would be locked in, unable to talk to them. So he had to see them first.

He just hoped he could do it without being spotted. Once again he had contacted AnnSophie about using her jet, which meant that he told her, which she told Joey. So far almost everyone in their friend group knew about his plans.

"If you want any motivation to kick Rodgers ass. Just know I met him at an awards ceremony when he was with his then fiance, he was staring at my boobs in my dress the whole time." That got Justin annoyed. Since it was known that he and Sara were an item, teams would use that as an excuse to taunt him about his relationship. It took everything in him not to fight Kelce when after a touchdown, Kelce went up to Justin and held up his hand to mimic a phone. "Have your girl call me." He muttered to Justin who was fuming. Luckily Bosa destroyed him when he took the field.

Justin made sure to pick up nice quality meat for him to grill.

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"Thank you sir. Have a nice day." Justin handed the taxi driver $20 as a tip. Once the cab pulled away, he turned towards the big house that homed Sara growing up. He took a deep breath. It was Friday afternoon, and he hoped her parents would be home. He flew out to New York first to pick up the ring.

Justin didn't get speechless or in awe of materialistic things, but when the jeweler opened the black velvet box he choked up. Seeing the ring, his vision, him putting it on her finger. "Wow. It's beautiful." He wiped the tears in his eyes. "Thank you."

"Your reaction is the best one yet. She's going to say yes." He nodded, still in awe of the reality.

As he approached the double doors of the large two bedroom home his hands were sweating, he put his hands in his pockets to feel the black velvet for the one hundred times before knocking on the door.

After a few seconds he heard Cathy's familiar voice call. "Coming!" Before the door opened. Her expression was shock as she didn't expect to see the six foot six man at her door. "Justin! What a nice surprise to see you!" She pulled him down for a hug. "Come in come in!" She ushered him inside. "Not that I don't mind seeing you, but aren't you supposed to be in New York?"

Before he could answer, he heard Katie's voice. "Mom who is it?" She was sitting at the kitchen island with papers scattered around and a laptop."Justin! What are you doing here? I thought we would see you Sunday night before the game. You know Charlie and Trisitan have been non-stop bragging to their friends" He smiled. "I'm glad. They will have fun Sunday."

Cathy's back was towards them, cleaning up what he assumed was lunch. "Do you want some shrimp salad? Mike didn't eat much."

It sounded good, but he was too nervous to eat. Katie was looking at him like she knew something was up. "No I'm fine. Speaking of Mr. Wozniak, is he here?" He was still using proper terms, no matter what they said. "He's in his study, probably trying to figure out how to sneak a burger in without me knowing." Justin laughed. "Um I wanted to talk to him, well actually I'd like to speak with the both of you."

"Is everything alright?" Cathy was still tidying up, but now with concern. Katie was on her work laptop, trying to pretend she was focusing on an excel spreadsheet but was dialed in on the conversation.

"Everything is great, I Uh wanted to speak, well actually ask you and Mr. Wozniak about something." Cathy nearly dropped the plastic container she was holding. Katie's eyes widened at the screen. Immediately they knew what this was about. "Oh, okay. Well, let me put this in the fridge and we will go to the study to see Mike." She did that, and then wiped her hands on the dish towel. "Katie, will you take out the banana bread when the timer dings?" The younger girl nodded and as soon as her mom and Justin were out of sight, she grabbed her phone and made a group message chat to Brittany and Alyssa.

K: 911 SISTER EMERGENCY!

A: OMG WHAT HAPPENED?

B: SISTER EMERGENCY? WHERE'S SARA?

A: ILL ADD HER

K: DO NOT ADD HER! THIS IS ABOUT HER!

B: IS EVERYTHING OKAY?

K: Justin is here. Showed up at mom's house.

A: Wait what? What for?

B: why would Justin show up to Pittsburgh?

K: he is in the study right now with our parents. He told mom he wants to ask them about 'something'

A: Katie, is this what I think it is? B: Hold on, I got to put my face in a pillow so I don't wake the kids when I scream.

K: 💍💍💍

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"Justin my boy! What brings you here? Thought we weren't seeing you til Sunday." Mike got up from his desk with the support of his cane and shook Justin's hand. "Have a seat." Justin took a seat across the desk and Cathy stood next to her husband's chair. "So what brings you here?"

Justin fiddled with his hands for a second before he spoke. "I think you know why I'm here." Cathy had a big smile on her face

Mike chucked. "I do know why you're here. I've been through this three times before." He folded his hands on his desk like he was about to deny someone a loan. "You want our blessing to ask Sara for her hand in marriage."

He nodded, fiddling with his thumbs. As much as he tried to be confident he was nervous as hell. Mike Wozniak was an intimidating man.

Mike sighed. "Well no."

Cathy gasped, Justin could feel himself wanting to throw up. "Sir." He choked out.

Mike began laughing. Justin was lost. Cathy looked like she wanted to put him back in the hospital again. "Michael." She warned

"I'm sorry I'm sorry. Son, why are you asking me? I'm not marrying you Sara is.." He laughed some more. "I've done that, will all of my girl's partners, take it as an initiation to enter the Wozniak family." He looked at his wife. "What do you think hun? Should we give him our blessing?"

Cathy roller her eyes playfully. "I certainly didn't know you did that to the others."

"Well Justin, you are the first one to ask her mother and I. That says volumes."

Justin smiled, feeling a whole lot better about the conversation. "To be honest I was going to ask whether I had your blessing or not."

Mike laughed. "I wouldn't expect anything less." He fell back into his chair. "God, I never thought I'd see the day. You love her right son? I don't need you repeating what happened when I was in a coma."

Justin shook his head. "No sir. I've already lived without her once, I don't want to do that again. I love her more than words can express. You raised an amazing young woman."

Mike sighed and looked at his wife. "We are very lucky. We know we could have been better parents and made many mistakes, especially when it came to her. I thought she was just going to elope and we would have to find out in a magazine. It would serve us right"

He sighed again. "Thank you for loving her the way she deserves it. She's a special woman. I know you realize that." Justin nodded. "I do sir."

Cathy was wiping tears in her eyes. "Congratulations you guys. I'm so happy for you."

Justin made light. "Hey, I haven't asked her yet. I got to plan something."

They all got up to go back into the kitchen. "Well Sara isn't a person of grand gestures like her sisters. Katie got engaged in the middle of a winery in Italy, Brittany was at a Pirates game, and Alyssa had a scavenger hunt that led to a glass chapel. So I say you got it easy." Mike laughed as he approached the door. They heard feet running away and Cathy laughed. "I knew ��Katie was listening in."

They walked into the kitchen to find Katie at the table, trying to disguise her being out of breath. "So what's up? She tried to act casual."

Mike sat down. "Oh nothing, we weren't discussing a partnership with Justin" Justin had to hide a laugh as he watched her eyes bug out. "Dad! You know you aren't supposed to be working!" She looked at Cathy. "And you are okay with this?"

"Cathy nodded. "Justin will make a great addition to our family."

Katie looked back and forth between all of them. "Does this mean what I think it means?" Justin nodded and she squealed and rounded the island to hug him. "Oh I'm so happy! You know how excited Charlie and Tristian are going to be?"

Justin laughed. He could only imagine. "You can't say anything though."

Katie rolled her eyes. "I won't, those brats can't keep a secret to save their lives." He laughed.

"Do you have a ring in mind?" Justin smiled and reached into his pocket. "I have it on me." The girls gasped while Mike rolled his eyes. Justin opened the box and Cathy and Katie both oohed and ahhed over the 3.5 carat sparkler. "Oh my god it's beautiful, and it's so Sara." Katie held up her phone. "It's so sparkly my phone doesn't do justice." She managed to take a video with Justin moving the ring around in different lights. "I picked it up before I came here."

A plate of banana bread with ice cream was placed in front of him. “Justin, we could help you plan something.” Cathy passed out plates and sat down. "So. We all know Sara doesn't like public or attention grabbing gestures."

Not like Justin was comfortable doing that anyway.

"What about taking her on vacation. Charles took me all across Europe then proposed in Tuscany. It was so romantic."

Justin took a bite of the bread. "I don't know, I have only been overseas once, and that was a charity trip." He admitted. "I want to surprise Sara. Granted we have talked about our futures and we both want this, but I want her to be surprised by the actual event."

"Well when you do it we want to be there. Make sure she has her nails done, and make sure you have a photographer to capture the moment. Also make sure the background is nice, maybe some roses and candles."

"Jesus you're going to overwhelm him. He will know when its right. You kids and social media, everything has to be this big production." Justin said a silent thank you to his future father in law.

There was one thing everyone was right about, he needed a plan

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"Why are you guys being weird?" Sara looked at Katie and Brittany as she took a sip of her hot chocolate. They were sitting outside the suite bundled up in their typical east coast attire. As usual it was cold and snowy. The Chargers were up a touchdown in the first quarter. Many commentators doubted that Justin and his team would be able to do it in the cold. Sara scoffed hearing that. They didnt realize that Justin lived in Oregon where it got cold.

"Nothing, nothing wrong. Why are you saying that? Katie was looking at her phone while Brittany went back inside to feed Ameilia.

"Aunt Sara is right, you are being weird." Charlie munched on his popcorn without taking his eyes off the field.

"Okay Charlie it's too cold, go back inside and play with your cousins." He shook his head. "I'm not a baby, and they are all babies. Who am I going to discuss the game with?" Katie rolled her eyes, " Talk to grandpa. Go inside Charles." He huffed and went in.

"God, if this is how he is at eight. I can't imagine the teenage years." She sighed and Sara laughed. "Okay, see? I'm not the only one who notices you being off, you, Brittany, and Alyssa. When I saw mom at the airport she began crying. Claims they are tears of 'happiness''' she did air quotes around the word. "Hell, even dad was just staring at me this morning at breakfast, saying his little girl is growing up. Hello? I'm 27."

"Oh stop being so paranoid, They are just happy there is peace in the family. Dad has been given a second chance at life. Its been a wakeup call for all of us, I know its unusual, but just enjoy it.” Katie felt bad about gaslighting her baby sister, but in this case it was necessary. Her family wasn't going to be responsible for giving it away or having Sara be hot on the trail.

"I guess you're right, it's just weird you know? The other day dad said that he found old recordings of my high school plays and had plans to watch them all.”

Katie smiled, “Yes, all of the older kids are coming over next weekend to watch them all. Dad has a lot of time to make up for, we all do.” Sara’s cheeks turned pink and she looked down at her drink. “I’m not used to this, all of this attention from you guys.” She admitted and they laughed

The Chargers were able to pull off the win, but due to a shortened week, Justin only had about an hour to talk to Sara’s family and discuss the game with her nephews before he had to be back on the bus. Sara was staying with her family for a few more days before heading home.

She had forgotten about what she and sister discussed until she saw Justin and her dad off in a corner speaking to themselves.

"SARA!" She turned to see Brittany calling her. "Can you hold Eliza for a minute? I need to change Amelia's diaper."

"Oh of course!" Eliza was three and could walk, however she was a runner and thought it was a fun game to take off, and for a little girl she was fast.

However as much as she tried to keep the little girl occupied, her mind kept going to her dad and Justin.

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"I'm glad we decided to try this place." Justin took a bite of his chicken while Sara laughed and took a sip of her wine. "No, I decided to try this place. You just wanted leftovers." She looked over at the stroller where Eugene and Nova were situated, sniffing the air as she opened the net. "Isn't that right, kids?" Eugene meowed in response. "He just wants your fish. You starve the poor guy." Sara laughed as she went into her bag and got out a treat to give them. Justin couldn't help the words that came out of his mouth

"God, you are such a mom." Sara looked up, surprised. "Is it a bad thing?" He shook his head. "Definitely not. It comes naturally. I mean just with our cats. I can only imagine when…." He trailed off, and Sara finished for him. "We have kids." She reached across the table and grabbed his hand and they exchanged smiles.

"Excuse me? I'm so sorry. But can I get a photo with both of you?" The moment was ruined when a girl who was in her teens approached the table. As much as she was annoyed, the poor girl looked scared, and she couldn't be rude. "Sure, but can it wait til we finish eating?" The Girl nodded and showed the couple where her family was eating. It was a weekday, so there weren't too many people out.

The city of Irvine was very respectful. People did see them out and about and sent the stories and photos to deumoxi. Which as much as Justin and Sara hated it, it wasn't something they couldn't control. They couldn't just be at home all day.

Sure, there were moments where people were recording and sometimes they were photographed during runs to the grocery store. But overall they were left alone.

They talked and finished their meals, when the bill was paid they headed over to the family's table and took photos and allowed the cats to be pet. The family was very sweet and kept apologizing for their time. Before they departed, Justin went up to the waiter and paid for their food, and they took the cats and walked home.

Along the walk they ran into their neighbor and their kids and stopped to talk. Their neighbor John and his wife were in their mid thirties with five kids. All were total sweethearts and Sara made a point to bring over food when the wife couldn't leave the house because of a sick kid or helped watching one of them. As Justin spoke with Dan about power washers he saw Sara bent down at eye level with the kids, talking about the cats and how to pet them, showing them how to feed them treats. She laughed along with the oldest boy, who was tickled at the sensation of Nova licking his hand

He almost dropped to one knee right then and there.

They said their goodbyes and when they got in, Justin was on her before she could say a word to him.

"What's gotten into you?" She breathed between kisses. He stayed silent, instead focusing on getting her pants off. But she stopped him. "Hey, Hey, Hey. What's going on?" That got him to halt. He kissed her again. "I don't know, seeing you with the kids, the conversation we had earlier. It just got to me." She kissed him, and he thought that was it until she smirked. "Justin Herbert, do you have a breeding kink?

His cheeks turned pink. "Maybe." She laughed. "You know it's okay, I've thought about it a few times." He raised his eyebrow at her. "Are you saying you want kids?"

She lightly pinched his arm, "Hey I told you before, I'm not popping out a baby on girlfriend salary. I want the name first." He smiled. "Agreed. We can practice first." They fell on the couch and Justin got to work.

The ring in his shoebox in the closet in the back of his mind

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"Ladies and Gentlemen we couldn't have done it without the organizer of this event! She is the biggest Fleetwood Mac fan and I was so touched when she told me she wanted to do this in honor of Christine. Sara I'm so proud of you and you are truly the daughter I never had. Sara, please join me on stage for this next song." Grabbing the mic on the side of the stage she stepped out to the roaring applause of the Forum.

It was March, and football was over. The Bengals won the Superbowl, knocking out the Chargers in the second round. Justin was bummed, but he and Joe were good friends and despite the analysts constantly comparing them. It was all in good fun. They were able to avenge themselves against the Jags, but fell short to the eventual super bowl champions.

Sara had been working behind the scenes with organizers, management's and Netflix to secure the concert and get it aired on the streaming service. While she was offered a huge sum of money, she only took ten percent of what was left over after everyone was paid and gave the rest to Christine's charity.

She got all of the major stars, Harry, Stevie, and other members of the band (except Lindsey) Adele, Elton John even reached out to volunteer his services.

It was a blast and everything came together. Now all there was left to sing was Landslide with Stevie and the band. She was terrified, but calmed her nerves with an edible beforehand.

As she sang she looked back into the audience, where Justin, his family and hers were in attendance. As she locked eyes with Justin she felt calm.

People knew he was here. She made sure the Netflix cameras didn't cut to him. However they cut to her family and noticed he was next to them. So he was in a few shots.

She made it through the song and had to be rushed off stage while they played a segment on screen of Christine's family talking about her early days in the band. She and Harry were going to be dueting 'Go your own way'

Things with Harry were better. As first it was awkward, but she was determined to get over it. She knew how much Harry loved the band, and if it wasn't for him she wouldn't have developed such a close bond with Stevie.

They worked tirelessly to get this done, he was very helpful in getting his friends to participate. He was willing to meet Justin and inform him that he and Sara were just friends, and he respected their friendship. That seemed to settle her boyfriend a bit.

Before she knew it, it was time to grab the mic and wait for Harry's line as a cue for her to sing her part.

Once the event finished, everyone made their way to the after party. Which was largely made up of celebrities and crew and members. Sara tried to stay by Justin and his family side as much as possible so they didn't feel overwhelmed. Patrick was the life of the party. Everyone was drawn to him, Mark and Holly were in awe talking to Stevie.

Photos were taken and shared on social media. There were the news articles, with 'sources'

Inside Sara Wozniak's low-key serious romance with Justin Herbert

Why are celebs so private?

Probably got other women in other cities

Just post a fucking photo together

I think he is just using her for fame

I hope Herbert doesn't get a big head because he's hanging out with all these famous people

You watch he is going to be another Rodgers.

Didn't he dump her because of her fame? Is she that desperate to have someone like her fat ass.

Everything went off perfectly, and Justin had never been so proud. He was never a person of the arts, but being with Sara and around her friends made him truly appreciate the craft. She had supported him throughout his career, and it was nice to be able to do the same for her.

Everyone had almost left the after party, Justin and Sara were the last. They were made aware that there were swarms of paps outside, waiting to get that rare shot of them at a public event. They smiled at each other, Justin grabbed her hand, and they ran to the SUV that was waiting for them. It was caught on video, and people thought it was a cute moment.

In that SUV, Justin and Sara were laughing

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"Can you stop being a pussy?" Justin's eyes widened at Patrick's statement. "I thought you were just facetiming me to wish me a Happy Birthday. I don't even know what you're talking about." He lied through his teeth. Patrick rolled his eyes, "Where's Sara?" He looked up above his phone screen to see her floating in the ocean that surrounded their private villa.

Just a few days after the memorial concert, Sara surprised Justin with a week-long birthday vacation in Turks and Caicos. They hopped on a private Jet, and were greeted with a car to take them and their luggage to their private hut which was more like a house. It was so private only employees had access to it. Which meant no cameras. It was no doubt expensive, and Justin felt guilty. Everytime he would mention something, she would kiss him and tell him she had last year's birthday to make up for.

"That doesn't count, we weren't together around this time last year. I don't deserve it." She rolled her eyes and said she would wait for him in the water while he took his family's calls for his birthday

"She's not around me."

"Dude I know you have a ring for her. Isabelle had a few too many at the after party and told Carly. Thanks for telling me by the way. I'm touched." Patrick joked but he could tell his younger brother was hurt. "Listen, I'm sorry but you can't keep a secret."

Pat shrugged. "True, but I also wouldn't be a bitch and have the ring for five months."

"I didn't want to do it during the season. She deserves better than that."

"Well your season ended in January. So now what's the excuse?" Justin sighed. "I just want it to be perfect."

Pat shrugged. "Well, I mean you're gonna have some perfect moments over the next couple of weeks. You have the ring on you?" Justin smiled. "It's in my bag."

"Good luck bro you got this."

"Thank you."

Patrick smiled. "I gotta go. Happy Birthday and call me when she says yes."

They hung up, and before Justin went outside to join Sara in the water he made a phone call to the room service. He jumped in the water disturbing Sara as she floated on her back. She squealed and laughed as he came back to the surface, grabbing her and pulling her to him. They kissed and she smiled. "Happy 26th Birthday Baby." He smiled. "Thank you, beautiful."

She wiped the hair out of his face. "Beautiful boy. Your eyes are as blue as this ocean." He blushed and she giggled. "Stop." He mumbled.

"Where did you wanna go tonight? There's dinner by the ocean. We can have room service. Oooh or there is one overlooking the ocean." He smiled at her excitement. "You pick."

"Justin, it's your birthday. You have to pick."

He smiled. "By the beach sounds nice." She nodded. "I have to give you your gifts before we leave. We have plenty of time." It was 1pm, and they probably wouldn't get dinner til 7. They were snacking on all of the food the resort had to offer since they arrived a couple days ago. Sara indulged in some fruity cocktails. Luckily, the hut had a few workout machines. Justin would run every morning then spend some time on the machines. She joined him yesterday, but overall decided they were on vacation.

"Sara. You didn't have to get me anything." He looked around "this was way more than enough." She rolled her eyes. "Oh shush. I wanted to spoil you. You've been so good to me." She kissed him and moaned when he slipped his tongue in her mouth. Once they broke the kiss she whispered. "Let me be good to you."

"Hmm you're always good for me." He moaned as he felt her hand snake down. "Baby." He looked around seeing no one. "I don't think we can do this here."

She hummed. "You're right. We can fuck at night when it's dark."

He laughed

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"Look what Ashley sent me." Justin turned his phone around to show Sara the photo his manager took. It was the cats snuggling together on the couch. "Aww that is soo cute!" She smiled and looked at him. "You miss them don't you?"

"I do. Even Eugene. The little menace that he is." She giggled. "Remember when he got into the freezer and ate all of the chicken hearts on the guest bed? And he still wanted his dinner. That was like.. Twenty chicken hearts! How did he not throw up?"

Justin shook his head as he gave Sara a glass of water on the couch. They had just gotten back from a late dinner, followed by a walk on the beach. He wanted to do it there, (he had the ring in his pocket the entire nignt) but there were many people for being late. The last thing he wanted was people to take videos and post them everywhere. He didn't want to have their families find out about the engagement through social media.

So here they were, back at the hut. Sara said she wanted to relax a bit before taking a dip in the hottub on the deck. Justin agreed that sounded nice before heading off to bed.

As Justin took his seat next to Sara they enjoyed the sound of the waves in the ocean. It was calming and peaceful. Until Sara broke it. "Can I play some music?"

He laughed. "Sure, go ahead." She pulled out her phone and scrolled through what was her Playlist. "Any suggestions, Birthday Boy?"

Justin was about to say no, but then he thought about it. "Actually yes, I got one." She handed him the phone and he typed it in before pressing play.

I think about you all the time I can't get you off my mind If they only knew Who I've been talking to.

You got a place off the park I'll come on by after dark Was nervous when You let me in

Justin knew she remembered the song when they were at Bella's party. He grabbed her left hand and began tracing circles on it with his thumb

To be honest, he didn't have a definite plan of what he was going to say, which was unlike him. He was always prepared, always ready.

Until he met her

And it hurts All throughout my insides I couldn't stop if I tried loving you I'll never learn So I'll call you when I'm outside You Said the keys behind the porch light for unit two

And I thought of maybe quitting But there's no quitting you.

His mind was running a mile a minute as the song played its course. Once the song was finished, he was interrupted by Sara cuddling closer to him and then laying into him.

"What's in your pocket?"

"Huh?" She sat up. "I felt something poke me."

She was talking about the ring box. "Is it something or are you just happy to see me?" She smiled and he laughed. "Pervert."

He could have left it at that, but in his heart it was this moment right now. Taking a deep breath he reached into his pocket and pulled out the small black box.

Opening up his hand he presented it to Sara, her knowing immediately what it was. "Oh." She whispered and he smiled.

"I know this isn't a typical proposal." He started. "But nothing about our relationship has been typical since we met."

She laughed as tears came to her eyes.

"My whole life I had a plan, and love wasn't on the list anytime soon,and you came and flipped my world upside down in the best way, and I almost didn't realize it." He felt the lump in his throat. " You challenge me, love and support me even when I deserve it. I love you more than words can say, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Sara Christine, will you marry me?"

Tears were spilling down her cheeks. "Are you sure?"

"I've never been more sure about anything in my life." He said, exasperated that she would even question that.

She was full on sobbing now, and in a second she launched herself at him, them both falling onto the floor. Her gripping him tight. "How long have you been planning this?" She pulled away to look at him

"Umm I have had the ring since November." Her eyes widened. "Four months!?"

He sat up, with her on his lap facing him. "I didn't want to do it during the season!"

"Fair."

"Is that a yes?" He was nervous. She nodded and the tears came back. "Yes Justin, I will marry you."

He smiled and they kissed. She hugged him again and peppered kisses on his neck. "I love you so much Justin." She whispered.

He buried his face in her neck. "Mine forever." He then had a thought. "Don't you want your ring?"

"Oh shit the ring!" They both laughed and he picked up the box from the couch. Opening it she gasped at the emerald cut diamond with the green emeralds on the sides. It wasn't small, it wasn't big. It was perfect,

And it was hers. She watched as he took it out of the box, holding her left hand, he slipped the ring on her finger and it was a perfect fit. She stared at it, admiring the diamonds shining in the light. "It's gorgeous." Sara looked at him "Did you design this?"

He nodded, then thought about it. "Well Isabelle helped when I was in New York." She kissed him again. "My fiancé." He smiled and echoed her statement "my fiance."

"Holy shit! We are getting married!" He laughed and kissed her again. Getting up, he went over to the fridge and got out the champagne. "Should we pop this open?" She nodded and they went out to the balcony, where they shook the bottle and opened it. With a 'pop' the champagne spilled on their hands. They were so giddy that they forgot the glasses and began sipping from the bottle. They both had a few before deciding to jump into the ocean, fully clothed and all

"SHE SAID YES!" Justin yelled into the night sky as he came up for air. Laughing, Sara pulled her hair from her face. "You might have just announced it to everyone."

He was on cloud nine, the woman of his dreams agreed to marry him.

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They woke up the next morning, tangled in the crisp white blankets. They were up late in the night celebrating their engagement. First in the shower, then all over the bed.

"Wanna do some floating breakfast in the water?" He whispered and she hummed yes before kissing him. Rolling over onto her back, she held her hand up in the light, admiring her new accessory on her hand. It wasn't about the ring, (it was beautiful and her style completely) but it was the fact that she was marrying the man of her dreams.

"When should we tell everyone?" She thought about it. "I think we should wait until we get back. Let the rest of this week be about us."

"I agree, it's going to be chaos as soon as we tell people." They were going to have to be concerned about telling people and who they trusted and making sure not to leak it to the press, they weren't sure if they would make a formal announcement.

But like she said this was something they should worry about later. Right now it was about them.

He rolled on top of her. "Don't you usually workout at this time?"

"I am working out." She laughed. "Well, I skipped yesterday. I could use a good one before breakfast."

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It was that last night on the island and they were both soaking up every moment before heading back home and to responsibilities. Sara had to head to Italy for a Valentino promotional event. She asked Justin to come but he declined. "Maybe one day I will get the nerve to join you."

They were in the middle of packing when Sara's phone rang signaling she had a facetime call. She wanted to reject it but seeing it was her nephew she answered it. "Hello Charles David Burke the Third."

"God, that makes me sound like such a loser." For being nine, he was already giving a teenager attitude. Sara laughed. "I'm sure your mother would love to hear you say that"

"Are you going to tell her?"

"Maybe." She teased.

"Hey no fair! If you tell her I'll tell her you stole her black jacket!" Sara laughed

"Ha! Nice try, she knows already and I got yelled at for it!" Charlie huffed and Justin laughed in the background "why did you call? Is everything okay?"

"Are you guys coming to Pittsburgh?"

"That's next month Charlie,"

"But our football season will be over! Justin won't come to a game and see me"

"Oh so that's what this is about? It's about Justin and not me!" She feigned hurt, and her fiancé cut in "Hey Charlie, how about I do some reps with you? We will run routes and everything."

The little boy's eyes lit up. "Really?" Justin appeared next to her "Yes, I can call my brother Patrick to give you some pointers." Charlie began playing tight end.

Sara felt a yawn coming on, and out of reflex she put her hand in front of her mouth to cover it.

It just so happened to be the hand that contained the ring.

"Are you and Justin getting married?" Sara stopped and looked next to her, she saw Justin's eyes widened. "What makes you say that?" He asked.

"Because Aunt Sara has a big diamond on her left hand."

"What!?" They heard a new voice and Charles and Katie both were now next to Charlie, a twin girl in each hand. It was night time in Pennsylvania, they were all going to bed. Well now they were wide awake. "What's going on? Are you guys engaged?" Katie's eyes darted back and forth between the couple, who were a deer in headlights "uhh." Sara started

"Yes" Justin interrupted. "I asked her on my birthday." He smiled at her.

"AHHHH" Katie screamed and the girls began crying. Sara had to hold in her laugh as Tristian ran in confused. "Mommy what's wrong!"

"You're Aunt Sara and Uncle Justin are getting married!" Justin smiled big at that. He wasn't an Uncle on his side so when he was referred to as Uncle for the first time it gave him a good feeling.

The rest of the call was chaos. Suddenly Katie put them on a multiple call with her entire family. Everyone congratulating them and talking about a summer engagement party.

Once they hung up they both looked at each other. "I'm sorry, I know we didn't plan to tell them that way." Justin shook his head. "It's not a problem. I know as soon as I go to the facility the guys are going to ask, and I would like our families to know first."

"They are going to be shocked." Justin laughed. "Actually everyone knew it was coming. I took Isabelle and Mitch shopping. My parents and Pat knew, and I asked your mom and dad for their blessing before Monday Night Football. Katie was there, so I'm guessing your sisters know too."

"Yeah probably." Sara laughed. Then was touched. "You asked for my hand?"

He nodded. "I know it's old fashioned, but it was something I felt was right. Our families would be connected forever."

"What if they said no?" She teased. Justin laughed. "I was still going to ask. It just would have been awkward."

Sara laughed. "Was your family okay?"

"Why wouldn't they be? They all love you!" That warmed her heart. She loved all of his friends and family and while she knew they loved her. There was always that doubt

"Speaking of, let's call them" He nodded and grabbed his phone. He facetimed his parents, then did a three way. Patrick was at Carly's down south so it worked. "Hi everyone." Sara stated.

"Hi guys. How's Turks? Excited to get back soon I'm sure." Carly smiled.

"It was a blast, I posted so many photos on my private story I'm surprised you didn't block me." Sara joked. Everyone laughed. Then there was silence.

"Soooo. Is there a reason for the family call?" Patrick trailed off…… everyone looking on the edge of their seat.

"We can't just talk to you guys? We just wanted to touch base for this year's invitational. We set the dates." Justin said with a straight face and despite her being the actress she wanted to laugh at the Herbert's reaction. "That's it? You didn't have to call for that?" Mitch responded.

"Mitch that's rude!" Holly scolded.

Justin spoke again. "Well we also need to look at dates next year."

Holly laughed. "Justin, we always have the invitational in July."

Sara cut in. "Holly, you know how I feel about heat. I'm not getting married in July. Plus no time for a honeymoon."

It was silent, until Mark broke it. "You mean…."

"We're engaged."

Just like Sara's family, there was a sound of joy. Although it wasn't as much as her family. There was genuine happiness and love, and excitement at the prospect of a wedding next year.

"Oh my god! Finally! I thought it was going to be another year!" Pat laughed. Carly rolled her eyes. "Let's see the ring!"

Sara held her hand up. All the girls oohed and ahhed over the ring in the light. "It's perfect." She addressed Isabelle. "Thank you Isabelle."

The Girl giggled. "You should have seen him at the jeweler. That man had no idea what he was doing!"

It was an agreement that only the immediate family would know, and as much as they wanted to spread the news to all family and friends, they wanted to keep it to themselves for a while before they were ready for the public to know. Sara's fame had grown over the past year and had reached superstar status. People were more invested in her relationship, questions about Justin were more prominent in interviews. Anytime she gave a snippet, news articles ran with it.

While they were on the plane heading back to Los Angeles. It was agreed that Sara wouldn't wear her ring in public. However, Justin and Sara did tell their respective management to keep everyone in the loop and plan PR distractions to divert news media.

When they arrived home, Sara went straight to the cats who didn't seem to care that their parents were gone. They had Ashley, the fun aunt, who had put the "My parents are getting married!" bandana on them. After more congratulations were shared they were alone. They were soaking in the moments before life had to resume to normal. Sara wore her ring around the house, she would leave it in a safe in their shared closet where other expensive pieces of jewelry were.

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Justin arrived at the facility, he had just dropped Sara and her assistant Ailyah at the airport. Aliyah was one of Sara's friends from Pittsburgh who was an event specialist and manager, and while others on Sara's team were hesitant to bring on another friend in, however Ailyah was very trustworthy, and Sara would never make the mistake of getting too close to a worker again

Justin could tell Erika was a sore subject. Gossip ran wild with people guessing what happened to their fallout. Erika had picked up a job as a Marketing Coordinator in Philadelphia and lived a private life. Sara's team had paid her off to sign a lifetime NDA.

He knew she felt nothing but betrayal and hurt towards her former best friend. Luckily she had a good support system, including him.

He walked Into the dining area to grab himself a protein bar. A good fifty percent of the team were there. While guys were still packing up and leaving as soon as the media obligations were over, many were still in town and that number was growing as the years went on, and that spoke for the team's culture.

Williams was the first to ask. He had told the core guys. Bosa, Ekeler, Williams, and Allen who all cornered him in the weight room once the others went to the locker rooms. Bosa was the first one to speak. "So how was your vacation? Annie told me you guys were in Turks and Caicos." He was trying to play it off, but Justin noticed the other guys were paying attention closely. Justin shrugged. "It was fun, got some sun. It was nice to relax."

Mike chimed in. "Anything major happened?

Justin had a small smirk. "Eh."

Keenan cut in. "Alright. I'm not tip-toeing around this. Did you propose or not?"

Justin dropped the dumbbells and faced his friends. With a smile he nodded and spoke. "I'm getting married next year."

The guys whooped and hollered. Joey picked Justin up in a big bear hug. "Congrats man. I'm so happy you got your head out of your ass." Justin laughed. "I have you to thank for."

It was true, if it wasn't for Bosa trying to make a pass at Sara during the beginning who knows what would have happened. He could tell Joey was touched. "Hey, I'm just happy you found someone."

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Sara was glad to be home. Italy was always a blast, and seeing all of her friends were always a good time.

It was the hardest week ever, being away from Justin after a romantic week, not seeing her babies, and finally, keeping such a big secret. As much as she wasn't ready for the world to know, she wanted to tell Timothee and Bella. But it would have to wait until she got them alone in a more private setting where there was no risk of someone overhearing.

She was home by herself, as Justin was in Vegas filming commercials and endorsements. After throwing her stuff in the laundry, she opened her PR packages. All her skincare she would be giving to friends and her team as well as Carly or Isabelle and Holly. There was a big box from Law that contained tons of white lingerie sets with a note that said 'For the honeymoon.' With a wink. She laughed and sorted through it. It was lacy, see through pieces that she was sure Justin would love. The one part that got her was a white cashmere robe that said 'Bride' written in silver cursive on the left breast. Turning it around, she gasped when she saw the back

In the same print in bigger letters.

Mrs.Herbert

She was sure she had the stupidest smile on her face. Placing it gently on the bed, she took a photo to send to her sisters as well as Holly. Shooting a quick text to Law to thank him, she sifted through the other boxes. More PR, more outfits the stylist wanted her to wear to upcoming events, some packages she ordered for the cats. Finally she got to the biggest box of them all. It was heavy, and she saw it was from Alyssa's address in St. Louis. Confused, she opened it and gasped.

It was all bridal things, magazines, bride mugs, every trinket someone received that was newly engaged. Going through all of them Sara was misty eyed. She remembered seeing all of her sisters go through this, and as much as she scoffed. It was a front because she was told by family and friends that this would never be her. Alyssa, being the closest in age and the most recent marriage, knew how her youngest sister was feeling during that time. The jokes were made that Sara was always the bridesmaid never the bride. She was going to be the aunt who never married and traveled. She knew it hurt her baby sister.

Finally, all the way at the bottom there was a small blue box. Grabbing it, she opened it and began crying.

It was her great grandmother's barrette, it had pearls and emeralds and it had been passed down generations. Her grandmother, and mother wore it. Katie and Brittany didn't wear it because they didn't think it went with the style of their dresses and hair. Alyssa was on the fence about it, until others pressured her, saying Sara was probably never going to get married and this was the last chance. On the day of the wedding, she had told everyone that the piece had broken when she was doing a trial run on her hair. Sara's heart shattered hearing that and her mother told her she could have a replica made to which a cousin told her not to waste her money, joking Sara wasn't probably going to get married anyways.

Looking at the hair piece, everything was perfectly intact. Confused, and through tears she read the note

Remember this? I was never an emerald girl like you, and I knew It would look so much better on you. I just told everyone it broke so I didn't have to wear it, because I knew it was always meant for you. Congratulations Sara, I'm so happy this is your moment with your man. This is yours forever to pass down to your future daughter.

I love you Sare bear and I couldn't be happier you found your soulmate.

Big sissy Lissy

Sara smiled and made a note to call her when she wasn't an emotional basket case though she probably would be a mess all over again when they spoke.

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"There she is!" Sara laughed as she was lifted off the ground by Pat. They had just arrived at Justin's well, now their Oregon home after a long road trip. Justin opened the carriers and both cats cautiously came out, sniffing the area until they remembered this was their second home.

Putting her down, Pat grabbed her hand and examined the ring. "Isabelle did a good job, you should just marry her."

"Ha ha ha" Justin spoke sarcastically. He hugged Pat. "Good to see you asshole. Are mom and dad back at the house?"

"Yes, and a couple cousins and Aunts are there. Mom's bursting at the seams wanting to tell them. I came here to warn you they are joining us for dinner, so you might want to take off the ring."

Justin nodded. It had only been a month since they got engaged. They both agreed that they wouldn't give anyone a hint until the end of the off season, right before camp they wouldn't be doing any precautionary measures to hide it.

They were getting ideas of wedding planning. The couple knew they needed to pick a date soon and a location. Sara wanted to get married in Oregon, however Justin told her there weren't too many places that could hold a celebrity wedding. He wasn't stupid, he knew this wedding would attract sports fans as well as those interested in celebrities' personal lives. Pittsburgh was an option, but Sara sorta shook her head. All of her sisters, barring Alyssa, married there. Alyssa married in California at the same Vineyard one of his teammates married at.

Sara wanted it to be in 2025 as well. She didn't want to wait two football seasons to be married. The most ideal dates being March and April. That way it wouldn't be too hot no matter where they picked.

Once they were done getting situated they made their way over to his parents house. Sara's ring was in her pocket. Justin made her carry it if it were to be announced to the extended family. "We're doing such a great job keeping this under wraps." He joked and she laughed.

They made it to the house and after giving ample attention to Dylan they made their way to the dining room where Justin's aunt and cousins were. "How was Turks? I saw the photos on your Instagram. It looked gorgeous." Madi smiled. Holly was clutching her drink and smiling as she smiled. Justin cut in. "It was really good. It was nice to get away and not think about football for a bit.

The girls all stayed in the kitchen and spoke. Justin noticed Sara was fiddling in her pocket where the ring was in. He smiled, they just had to get to August and they would be fine.

As the night went on, the group decided to relax in the large hot tub in the backyard. They all had a few drinks, and Justin, who was a lightweight, was getting very handsy and clinging to Sara. She giggled as he pulled her to him during their soak. "I love you." He murmured.

"I love you too." She stroked his cheek and his cousins both awwed. "I swear I've never seen him so loved up. Who knew my cousin was so emotional when he's in love?"

Sara smiled, as Justin nuzzled his face in her neck. "You're wearing my favorite bikini too. God, you're trying to kill me." He groaned.

It was the white one, the one she wore infront of his teammates that he was jealous of. "I remember you were so upset when I was talking to Joey." She laughed as he grabbed her ass. "Cause you're mine." He said out loud. "My love, my fiancé"

"Fiance?!" His Aunt, who was behind them and heard it all, came up behind the tub. "You guys are Engaged!" She looked at her sister, who was looking away. "When did this happen!"

"On my birthday. Only the immediate family knew. Well… now you all knew."

Everyone gathered around the couple to congratulate them and ask the typical questions. "Oh my god. I will give you the information to the wedding planner me and my husband used! She's great! Where and when were you thinking of getting married?"

Sara smiled. "Probably next offseason. I want to marry here, but I don't think my status and fame will allow that." She said sadly.

"Isn't there security we can hire for the day? Or a wedding weekend!" His cousin squealed. As everyone began talking about wedding planning Justin looked at Sara

"It's going to be one hectic wedding planning." She sighed. Already anticipating the chaos her family could possibly bring

Justin smiled. "We could go to the Magistrate this week."

"Oooh no you won't! Justin Patrick you will not deprive us and Sara's family of a wedding!"

"Hey, my family had three already! Trust me they won't care about this one." Sara joked.

"We care." Pat intervened. "You cannot deprive us of seeing Justin get in his feelings and be mushy in front of everyone!" Justin flung some of the hot water at him

Holly sat back and smiled. She had never seen her son so happy and relaxed. Of all the sons she was worried about, it was Justin. He was always so focused on football, so emotionless when it came to relationships. She knew deep down when she first met Sara that she was the one. How Justin interacted with her, how he looked at her. Sure, he was a total idiot for doing what he did. But they found their way back to each other.

And now they were getting married, and Sara would officially be a part of their family. Looking around, she met eyes with her future daughter in law and they both shared a smile, thinking the same thing.

Mrs. Sara Herbert.

A.N. Finally right? Lol, I want these epilogues to be longer than usual. This is one out of three. I am so excited for these!

#Justin Herbert #NFL imagines #alexa writes collide #Los Angeles Chargers

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bedrock-to-buildheight · 10 months

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Hi, I have to ask, who is the otherworlder? Also, have you thought of/designed Lucifer’s existence in Ultrakill, and if so, what would his views be towards humanity’s strife? Would he be more like the snake in Gnosticism, actually liking the mortals, or is the council the angels he used to rebel, and in Ultrakill, they won? Etc.

Oh boy.

The Otherworlder is an OC of mine, it's the sentient gutter space between panels of a story, it controls the composition of the comic, and it does not want to be acknowledged. Apparently, the way I depicted it, as something that exists outside reality and can only be described in terms of what it is not, is how you're supposed to make statements about capital G God in some religions.

I don't know enough about Gnosticism to say anything about it, but my idea of Lucifer, back when it's still alive, is that he's the ultimate logical being. His entire self is dedicated to carrying out commands with no deliberation, hesitation, or question. It does not seek choices. It does not make conclusions upon the data it is given. Lucifer was a machine in everything but the physical meaning.

God made Hell and Lucifer, with his god-given sense of fairness and justice...threw up an error message. And God did not know how to debug so he just deleted the whole thing.

As for when humanity was a thing and Lucifer was around, which is...before Hell? I think? They're just another one of God's creations to him. I don't think it even perceived other angels as fellow beings, they're all just sets of inputs and outputs to him.

In the end, Lucifer might have been God's only successful attempt at making a sentient being with no free will

If it was around for God's disappearance it would probably keep following orders from whoever care to give them and end up taking Gabriel's place as the Council's instrument of force. It has no pride to shatter and no anger to provoke, so not even V1 can save it from that. It's for the best that he wasn't around anymore

#ask bedrock #ultrakill

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goddamnwebcomics · 18 days

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Yeah. It's basically why I'm thinking of lessening my inputs in some art communities. So many of the people in Discord alone are very touchy when it comes to receiving criticism over webcomics and even art.

The last server I was on banned me for basically talking about how the owner of a server's art piece would probably improve if they go back and finish it. All I got was a response that amounted to "shut the fuck up! Let the artist do what they want" with the artist/owner pointing up to it in agreement when they were the ones who asked for an opinion. Always treating me like I'm a negative user and a whale (basically meaning a person who consumes a lot of media and treating it like it's a part of the conversation).

Generally speaking, webcomic servers are just terrible places. Like all of them just run on echo chamber energy. Sure you can say that about social media sites, but forums and especially Discord servers have it worse to me. Like the times I keep getting vague answers on comics that seemingly have no directions and all the artist does it post sarcastically smug emojis over the questions while saying things like "that's an interesting idea" or "Ooo! Maybe. Guess you got to keep reading". No real engagement. Just garbage responses.

Or one time when I tried to ask a simple question about a flaw in a character or even story that I didn't like how it was written, and the author spent time divulging their character's bio and how story writing works without actually engaging with me and answering what I just asked. Acting like I didn't read or understood the story/intentions. You know, before blocking me on almost all accounts. Furaffinity, Twitter, Tumblr, ect. ect. Just a waste of time, especially mine.

That's one of the things you're wrong about, GW dude. It doesn't matter if they're a big shot or not. As long as an artist/person has AN AUDIENCE they're all the same. Just borderline insecure and most times arrogant people who really have a specific audience in mind that will take the good and the bad, not say anything about either, and put users down if they didn't like what they said.

That is unfortunate and irritating to hear and I don't know if it's the internet that caused this or does popularity really go into people's heads. This reminds me of the anon who came here like a month ago to tell me to critique Marvel movies instead of webcomics. I think they might have been a webcomic artist who comes from that exact mindset. These people also need an example of what a negative person is. Go on Twitter, and I am not naming names but certain users who spend their whole timeline shitting on shit. Those people give me the idea they are very hard to be around. Likely nicest thing they can say about something is "looks like shit lmao". I know you've critiqued me as well and I don't get the idea you're inherently a negative person. I do take everything you say to heart and if I say something stupid you're not afraid of saying it to my face. You don't go on twitter or some grassy forum to crop my statement and go "THIS PERSON IS CLUELESS! FUCK HIM!". That's being a dick. I guess the inability to handle criticism is just something that's very common in indie scene, like gaining an audience is the worst possible thing that could happen to you as a creator. I don't think you should give up. Webcomics already have a ruined reputation and it's not the fault of webcomic critics but the webcomic creators for being so shallow, self-centered and pardon my french, fucking delusional.

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you know I always get this feeling when I say something clever or heartfelt that it's someone else's words, like I took then from somewhere, or more likely someone, else. And I wanted to figure out why, because maybe I did hear the idea from someone else but I'm the one who wrote it down, it's someone else's ideas but it's still technically my words isn't it? But then I thought about it a bit more and I think I know why now. When I was 5 I did this really weird thing where I divided up my consciousness into 2 pieces, there's me and one of my voices. Then over the years I've divided more and more and now there's 3 voices. These voices aren't just hallucinations that happen sometimes they're a part of my consciousness that processes and or stores information in their own minds. And usually when I say something it passes through their analysis and their way of thinking, refined and edited to be something else. And sometimes I just send them a question like "hey that's interesting, let's think about that, or research about it" and then they go exploring that idea while I'm not consciously indulging in the idea myself. Because they're apart of my consciousness yes, but I dont think about everything they think about. So it really does feel like it's not my idea at all, since when it eventually comes back into my consciousness none of my words are in it. But then isn't that silly, I keep on saying I should utilize their skills, their abilities, like they're some seperate identity that lives in a different brain that sometimes visits mine to give info and leaves into some web of brainlessness (a sort of philtonic web in nothingness if you know enders game) But it's not that, it's all in my skull and everything they think about and say it's still what I thought about and said. It takes energy from my body and uses my electrons to get to conclusions that should be mine. So now I'm trying to give myself more credit for the things I say. I'm in general trying to be nicer about myself and be less "no that wasent me that did that good thing". Because I kinda realized that saying I did something without even thinking about it myself and it just fell out of my skull with no personal input sounds like I'm bragging, and honestly maybe it is, I don't see it as a particularly good ability but i do admit it is special and maybe I have some pride about it that I don't realize, also the idea of giving your self more credit to make yourself seem less capable is an interesting idea, think about that. Also the fact that you could be feeling something as big of an emotion as pride subconsciously, maybe I suppressed it or tried disconnecting myself from it, never really remembered ever feeling pride. I really don't know anything about myself, I like studying people but I should probably study myself too. I also ask questions but I never study. I should probably go actually study cause I have some art homework to do, thank you tumblr for being here for me always when I need to ramble, and making me feel safe enough to do it.

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Just a slight input of mine, as in my two cents.

I totally absolutely understand yoongi's and tae's pov about them feeling left out when hobi goes in heat and Jin gets all possessive, but towards the end we also see how yoongi also gets a little possessive about Y/N when hobi mentions having a room for Y/N ( as in yoongi wanting y/n for himself) so in that perspective shouldn't yoongi be a little more understanding of Jin? No? Just me?? ( This is what I feel) Jin could have had his own dreams and desires no?? While trying to do his best (from his perspective) for everyone in the pack...

and somewhere my heart goes out to Jin that maybe he wants to have a child with HIS HUSBAND with whom he's been married for so long and loves so much. And Jin isn't being selfish just that hobi is his husband first and then the omega of the pack??? Jin could have been trying his best under the pressure and with what all knowledge he has?? No??

My heart goes out to jin for trying to take care of everything and everyone without being able to express himself. Maybe I am wrong but this is just something I felt. And I do agree that buying an entire house without consulting with other members is wrong, anyone would be upset.

( also being a leader isn't easy, if the members do not say how is he going to understand, and even if everyone says something and share their input but in the end their points do not get selected that too leaves a sour taste(I hope you understand what I mean) and the leader, I don't know if they do, go about talking with everyone individually? That could be exhausting no?😔)

And I am so proud of Y/N for asking for help. good job MC. I love you for this, you fighter!!

Im glad you noticed that parallel with Yoongi's possessiveness! There will definitely come a time when Yoongi has to confront those possessive feelings when she's actually around AND others want to be around her. I think there's a bit of a difference in the fact that they're in a years long relationship and Jin is trying dictate how other people can be with Hoseok. Yoongi should try to understand Jin's feelings, no doubt, but it doesn't make Jin's actions to alienate everyone acceptable. It will be interesting to compare them as alphas down the line

And yeah, Hobi is his husband but if he wanted to be exclusive like that maybe he shouldnt have brought 3 other alphas into his pack. The most troubling thing about his behavior for them is that its a change. In his own heart Jin never did use to care about whose baby hobi would have, he would've just loved any baby of Hobi's as his own. But his mom put this idea in his head and the fact that he wouldn't talk about it just shows that deep down he knows its wrong.

I think all your thoughts make sense in a way bc those are very natural ways to feel, i just dont think those are the core issues, but im glad you're in Jin's corner! Pack alpha is a tough job and theres still an important issue that Yoongi raised which is that Jin sees pack alpha as a set of privileges (i get to decide where we live) instead of responsibilities (i must provide us with a safe place to live). I strongly believe that if Jin hadn't been first he wouldn't be pack alpha. Its strictly bc of his position as Hobi's husband that he has the role BUT his upbringing/family also makes him feel entitled to it (his mother would be extremely displeased with him if he wasn't pack alpha). The stress is honestly a bit too much for him and makes him close in on himself, not discussing with others and ultimately making bad decisions. At the end of the day, he should be at least discussing important decisions with his packmates even if he ultimately thinks that his choice is the right one. In my opinion thats the more effective form of leadership.

I know everyone wants her to rush back but im honestly very happy with yn for doing the best she can rn. Asking for help was huge even though she might not have asked for all the help we think she needs.

Thanks for reading and sharing your thoughts.

#lone wolf thoughts #lone wolf asks #thanks anon!

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Part 4 “I’ll Be Fine”: Talk about Popculture, Druck and Gen Z Popkultur Festival Berlin 2022, wednesday 24.08.2022 with Eren M. Güvercin, Nhung Hoang, Naomi Bechert (social media team during s5 – s6, writer of s7 and s8) Moderated by Aidan Riebensahm Aidan & Naomi: (are having a long talk about how the series they watched in their youth were very different from Druck, mentioning OC California and 90210. Explaining that many millennials also enjoy watching Druck because they never had this kind of content when they grew up. Aidan mentioned that the Kieutou love story filled a lot of blank spaces for her, regarding queer representation.) Nhungi: One of the people in the audience was a writer of s6. (audience cheering) Uhm…what was the question? Aidan: I just wanted to say that I found it cool to watch that. (laughs) Nhungi: I also found it cool to play it. Especially for s6 it was important to me that this story is told the right way. And I was just very lucky. Sira is an awesome partner with whom I played it and we supported each other a lot and gave a lot of input. And we paid attention to small things. We call it the queer female gaze. That you pay attention to small things like hands or short glances. Like you said “blank spaces” which are not existing in a hetero normative style of filming. It was paid attention too very lovingly…in the scripts. (short silence) Eren: was that a question? (I assume the moderator looked at her) Aidan: I forgot what I wanted to ask. I was still so lost in…..how is the couple called? Eren: Kieutou. Kieutou! Aidan: That was my question. (laughs) Eren: So I was actually voting for “Fakieu”. I even was active in the comments and tried to manipulate it. Nhungi: He is the biggest stan. Aidan: using fake accounts for the youtube comments. Nhungi: “what, you said something against Kieutou?!” impersonating an angry Eren. (everyone laughs) Eren: I am really number one stan in Germany. Nhungi: Eren even stood at the set like “what happens now? Are they kissing, are they kissing?” Eren: 80% of the comments of the Fatou season where mine. Aidan: It really moved me in a good and sad way because I realized I never saw a couple with which I could identify in a german series before. But also the diversity in Druck does not lead to any structural changes. I also thought about the season in which you (Eren) played the mainrole and the title of todays talk kind of fits “I`ll be fine”. Yeah ok, I don´t think everything is solved with this but if I would have watched this content at a younger age a lot of processes would not have happened so late. But will you be fine? Eren: Well… Aidan: Let´s unpack. Eren: I don´t know I think this is one of the hardest questions that you can ask especially in the current time. I think its valid. Uhm I only know that at the moment there are so many things in this world that we need to pay attention too. Every generation has the bad luck that you don´t get born into a world that was made for you. And of course we also pave the way for the next generation but I find it difficult to have an impression of our generation, if there even is any. Because I have to think about climate change when I hear this question or about Ukraine and Russia or about many other conflicts like with the Uyghurs or Palestine/Israel. Now I just throw in all political conflicts that exist. Aidan: You are becoming the Internet right now. You are just showing all conflicts and bring then into one space. Eren: Yes exactly. But I don´t know. I don´t know. Nhungi: Well, when we spoke about the topic before this talk. I was like “ok, isn´t this a bit cynical?” because we are…. No we are not fine right now. And that’s somehow ok and just now when Eren spoke I thought, we have to try to navigate our own world. What moves me and what do I put my focus on? Because if we just absorb everything without filters then you quickly get depressed. And I answer to the question with: Yes we`ll be fine as long as we keep moving. And yeah trying to change things. Eren: I think optimism is very important at the moment. Not as a attitude but as a form of activism against the pessimism which kind of carries us all. Aidan: (talking about why pessimism can also give you strength because there is potential in saying “no its not good.”) Eren: I don´t mean that there is no validity to be pessimistic. I don´t want to start a general discussion about if this is ok or not. But I think its just very important to have hope in difficult times and even if you don´t have it, to fight for it. And especially if you are in a position where so many people listen to you. I know this from myself. Sometimes I don´t know how to handle it that so many people are following me on IG or are interested in me. I find it very weird to see that and to deal with it. I don´t want to use this the wrong way and make all of them think what I think, because then it would be very depressing. Then my account would only be black. I just know I definitely want to give positive energy and not in a pathetic way by saying “oh have a good life”. Nhungi: Not in a hedonistic way “we are all gonna die anyway” but trying to find something positive and getting your strength out of that. Because honestly, we could say everyday “ok life is shitty” there is climate change and this conflict and that one and everything is going to hell. But then we lose ourselves in this ugly nihilism where nothing makes sense. Instead we can say “shit, nothing makes sense, then I will just make the best out of it.” Eren: But I am asking myself if this is only our generation or if it was like that in the ´68s too. Nhungi: I don´t know... (apparently both looking at Aidan lol) Aidan: (pretents to be offended) you don´t have to ask me that! (everyone laughs) Eren: ok, ok, not your generation, I`m sorry. But I mean atomic wars were not unfamiliar to you. (short silence and then everyone is bursting into laughter). Nhungi: Eren! Eren: I mean you also have experienced things when you were young. Nhungi: the Great Depression? (everyone laughs again and Eren added “I tried to save myself”) Aidan: What I can say is that that the older I get, the more relative time becomes. Eren it´s totally ok, its ok. I prepared myself for feeling very old after this panel today. So its fine. Eren: sorry. Aidan: No, no, no, no. I think I am in phase of my life now which aims at slowing down. I don’t spend much time on the internet. I have downloaded tiktok after finishing my master thesis. But I have a 15 minutes timer for the app. (talks about arriving in the “now” and slowing down)

#Druck #Eren M Güvercin #Nhung Hoang #Nhungi #Kieutou #!#Talk #bts info #Popkultur Berlin #August 2022

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kyouka-supremacy · 9 months

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sorry for all that text in your replies ^^; someone once blocked me bc i got a lil defensive abt bones ahaha i didn't mean to come off as harsh if i did. everyone has a right to be upset about the adaptation!! i just was attempting to clear some commonly held misconceptions about anime production, but i also dont want to come off like i know everything (i absolutely don't) or anything like that!! sorry for all that haha

It's totally okay, don't worry about it one bit!!! More than okay actually, I'm always happy to hear takes that differ from mine. I usually refrain from answering to replies, since as of now there's no way to do it from a side blog; if that's okay with you I'm going to reply to what you brought up - and clarify my stand on the original post - on here!

First of all, when I answered to the ask I had no idea case existed of anyone attacking the animators, and it's superfluous for me to say such behavior is absolutely to be condemned. Everything I said is meant to criticize the decisions of higher-ups in management and decision making positions, thinking the animators have any fault in this is absurd; and besides, harassment is never the right way to go to express critique.

I already expressed why the marketing choice of releasing seasons with so little time distance between them makes no sense to me. Season 5 being just season 4 part 2 really doesn't entail the seasons coming one after the other at all. I'm not sure how the studios differentiation works, but in the end it doesn't really matter how many project Bones has going on and just– are they able to meet the quality standard with the currently available resources? The negative answer is now evident, but it's something they should have been able to predict before they set (and followed through with) the season release date. If the currently available resources don't suffice to meet the quality standard, you postpone the release untill they are, it's literally that simple.

Again, I do appreciate your further explanations and I thank you for them!! It's surely interesting to try and understand why this season is going in the direction it is. I do ultimately agree there's definitely things going on behind the scenes we can't foresee! Once more, people who are enjoying this season and are satisfied with its quality are perfectly entailed to be :) Thank you again for your inputs, and take care! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*.✧

#Sorry for the late reply!! Have been quite busy with stuff recently #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd s5 #people asks me stuff #I killed a spider by mistake and I'm so fucking sorry

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presumenothing · 2 years

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whumptober #16: mind control | “no one’s coming.”

A purely-digital signal would've been easier to filter out. Or probably wouldn't even have

No one's coming.

made it past my usual set of malware filters, in the first place. As it stood, the looping message

No one's coming.

had found exactly the right way to cause maximum annoyance. Which was to say, managed to run itself right up next to the feed, so that I couldn't stop one without also quashing the latter out entirely.

No one's coming.

Or at least, I hadn't managed to figure out how to do it yet, and seeing as we were still very much at risk of the hostiles-with-teeth type of danger I couldn't very well turn off the feed either. So the most damned boring

No one's coming.

un-entertainment channel in the universe it was, and I was starting to suspect it was messing with my organic parts as well because I couldn't bloody think. Oh sure, this probably could have stopped being a problem

No one's coming.

ages ago if I had approximately fifteen hundred times the processing power handy to throw at the problem, but unfortunately I wasn't ART and ART wouldn't be miraculously showing up either because nobody wa

No one's coming.

– fucking fuck. Nobody was going to take me out like this, more like, and especially not with such a stupidly uncreative –

The physical shove knocked me back against a hard surface, startling enough to trigger a too-fast inhale that my respiratory system protested against, and my eyes flew op– when had I even closed them?

And that wasn't even the only input that'd apparently gone offline, either, because it took far too many minutes of staring before everything engaged enough for me to make out that the human – that Pin-Lee, leaning down right in front of me and shaking my shoulder with considerable violence, was saying actual words.

At least the words themselves were mostly as expected and therefore easy enough to parse. Or possibly it was the way she'd been borderline yelling them.

I reached one weirdly-heavy hand up to push hers off. "I'm fine."

"No the fuck you're not," Pin-Lee said, in a decisive way that made it clear my input on this had been considered and summarily rejected, but at least she did let go. Which was good, because SecUnits are heavier than we look (which isn't exactly light to start with, either) and chalking up an injury to having to shake one half-comatose construct awake would be extremely not ideal and also incredibly awkward all around.

Though that did remind me– "You don't hear it?" I blurted.

"Hear what?" she asked, but clearly her brain was working better than mine because she barely even paused. "Something wrong with the feed? Is that why you're not using it?"

…I hadn't even noticed I was talking aloud. Fuck. That wasn't good. Right sometime near when this bullshit started I had considered briefly whether this would impact humans worse instead, but clearly I'd been too optimistic about constructs being able to catch a break for once. Surprise!

It was a good thing Gurathin wasn't here, because I really didn't need to add an augmented human data point to this sample (aside from all the usual reasons, which also still applied).

Then again, it was entirely possible that Pin-Lee was simply immune by virtue of being on The Top Ten List Of Humans I Wouldn't Want To Fuck With, Either.

And it was definitely true that I was just distracting myself, but in this case it was relevant and possibly even working somewhat. I couldn't tell for sure – it wasn't like a state of barely-survivable disaster was uncommon for my existence, and we had been working on sending out a distress call for backup right around the time this started.

But now I was back online and I planned to stay that way, if only out of adrenaline and also sheer offense at whoever-it-was who'd decided to blast despair at an entire planet. As if I didn't already have enough of the organically-manufactured variety already.

Anyway. Secure rescue first. Then I was going to reverse the hack and give them a taste of their own medicine, see if I didn't.

#the murderbot diaries #murderbot #pin-lee #fanfiction #mine #long post #let's be real here none of us would want to mess with her either

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brick-a-doodle-do · 1 year

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For the ask game,

1-22 24-39

I am sorry

-Small brain anon

you're forgiven, it's in the past :)

okay before i get into these,,,, 1, 3, 4, 5, 6, 9, 10, 11, 12, 15, 20, 25, 26, 27, 28, 30, 35, and 36, 38, have been answered!

that leaves....still quite a few. god damn.

2 : if you had to give up your keyboard and write your stories exclusively by hand, could you do it? if you already write everything by hand, a) are you a wizard and b) pen or pencil?

i would try, i probably could it just wouldn't be a very long time, even longer than usual. my hand cramps a LOT when i write (which is a new thing idk why) but my stories are still important :D

7 : what is your deepest joy about writing?

i have a few actually! honestly, starting with the most basic joy, it's really rewarding to remind myself that i have the ability to make a world. i can create cool versions of people i absolutely adore and make totally new people too! and i often forget that if i try hard enough i can make people cry with my writing or make one joke have people go feral,,,

another one is the reminder that god damn. almost eight billion people and i had this idea. i have complete freedom over this. i have claimed the coolest idea EVER out of almost eight billion people.

and i guess just the fact that i can write what people want me to write or what people enjoy. i love taking input from others because i know it'll make one person enjoy something! little details that i remember about someone? throw it into a fic and hope they see it and smile

8 : if you had to write an entire story without either action or dialogue, which would you choose and how would it go?

bye bye fucking dialogue. i would love to write something wordless and see how it works out, it just sounds awesome tbh, very moody. one of my non g/t wips is like that for a lot of it and it's just really calm to write! i don't have to worry about balancing things or making accurate dialogue, it's just one person in the universe and the vibe of that can easily get through to me. and in my experience, it'll go pretty good!

13 : what is a subject matter that is incredibly difficult for you write about? what is easy?

ehhh i really hate writing combat or anything fast paced. moving scenes along and changing settings has never been a strong suit of mine imo,,,, like it always feels either really rushed or really choppy imo

and i think mental health is pretty easy for me to write. like that hazy, unhappy mind. it's extremely slow and easy to make long and extravagant descriptions with,,,,

14 : do you lend your books to people? are people scared to borrow books from you? do you know exactly where all your “lost” books are and which specific friend from school you haven’t seen in twelve years still possesses them? will you ever get them back?

i don't have a large collection of books. i'm never really immersed into actually reading a book which i know is awful as a writer and honestly just a terrible attribute of mine but i'm not a big reader. fanfic tho is my bitch, and in which case i have no experience with any of this :'D

16 : what’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever used as a bookmark?

a piece of lined paper i found in the book, so essentially someone else's makeshift bookmark

i am respectfully gonna skip 17 & 18 because i don't have the energy to really explain any of that and all of my wips are so like not worthy of those questions. the best ur gonna get is the minutiae of tiny workers i'll post tomorrow lmao

19 : tell me a story about your writing journey. when did you start? why did you start? were there bumps along the way? where are you now and where are you going?

it's nothing too dramatic, i started when i was in third grade and wrote a nine page story by hand and my teacher mentioned i was a strong writer for my age. i wrote all the time in school, picked up fanfic in like early 2019 (which also conveniently was my first g/t writing)

and uhh i started just because the feeling of writing was really rewarding and freeing. i loved roleplaying on roblox all the time too i would love making long descriptions of things n such :DD

i think i'm on a good track, i have 42 full-fledged wips that i have some ideas for, 3 book ideas and a cool and supportive community to share my growth with :]

21 : could you ever quit writing? do you ever wish you could? why or why not?

honestly, no, i don't think i ever could. even if i change my mind about pursuing it as a career i could never stop it being my hobby. it's so freeing and a great way to unwind, i love the thought of writing all of my life and the thought of what my writing will be like in a few years if i'm writing like this now (which is such an improvement from 6 months ago, let me say. and yeah i'm complimenting my work for once)

i never do wish i could, because i know that regardless of if i take a break or not i'm never going to completely abandon it. i have ideas that i'm too in to be out of,,,

22 : how organized are you with your writing? describe to me your organization method, if it exists. what tools do you use? notebooks? binders? apps? the cloud?

it depends on my wips, but for the sake of convenience i'll just go off of my aus on here: it is so messy. there is no organization, and if it is there are so many wips of my organization ideas, it's so sad. i have tried so many different ways to organize my thoughts because doing lists and making things look neat and tidy is my favorite, but on the opposite end i get bored countlessly listing out information i already know, so uhh yeah no organization. occasionally i'll jot down like "make sure to add this!" in my notes app or at the end of wtv im working on

24 : how much prep work do you put into your stories? what does that look like for you? do you enjoy this part or do you just want to get on with it?

i love the thought of prep work, hate actually doing it. i go in head first, usually with a mental map of whatever i want to happen. a lot of the time though i let the story write itself cuz i'm lazy like that :'D

i dislike trying to actually sit myself down to make things all laid out and ready to be written cause..........gagghghhsadskdj

29 : where do you draw your inspiration? dhat do you do when the inspiration well runs dry?

it depends! some of my ideas are directly from a movie or show i watch, usually taking the idea of an "au" not from the fandom but from that show specifically if that makes sense,, other times my head'll give me some three am ideas or random ideas.

i also really like picking a color and making an inspiration board off of it! it gives me some cool ideas cause imagery can tell a big story sometimes imo

when the well is try i usually either work on other stuff or just wait for it to rain again so there's water to run off of.

31 : write a short love letter to your readers.

idk about a love letter but honestly y'all are literally so cool. i know my community isn't remotely close to any big publishers' fanbases but damn it feels so overwhelming in the best way possible to get showered with love by the people i can easily recognize whenever i post something! to have over 100 notes on some of my fics and know that every like on my work is an individual person is just baffling. to know i have almost 200 followers in my corner, even if some of them are bots or following me for other content, it's fucking amazing. sweet comments and questions about my work is just fucking exhilarating!! it's so motivating to hear "write more of this" because damn. demanding. people demand i write more. it's SO COOL. joining social media was probably the worst decision i've ever made but tumblr has singlehandedly fixed every doubt i've had about being on the internet :) <3

32 : what is a line from a poem/novel/fanfic etc that you return to from time and time again? how did you find it? what does it mean to you?

ee passerine & rooftops spoilersss down below :]

i will do fanfic bc. yeah wtv. anyway there are a few, i think that if i'm being actually serious and not doing joke ones, i absolutely love the ending off passerine, it's so perfect. i am tearing up thinking abt it ngl which sounds dumb but damn. "he had a life before this, a mother, a father, a home, sisters and brothers, but what he had now was alright too. he stood alone in his bedroom mirror, combing his hair back from his face to braid it for the day, tucking it behind an ear where a sapphire earing hung, catching sunlight. he paused when he saw it, leaning in close to make sure it wasn't a trick of the light, or the lingering traces of a dream. he blinked once, twice, his mortal heart caught in his throat. there, nestled amongst the pink strands, delicate as a bird's wing, was a single, grey hair. if he listened closely, he could hear his brother coming down the hallway, looking for him. but this moment was his alone, half-sobbing, half-laughing, he fell against his chair and closed his eyes against the sudden sting of tears. he could see in his mind, a field of flowers under an open sky, a place for waiting, where all the finished stories went. where he too would go someday. a knock came at his door, and technoblade began to smile." LIKE DUDE. I AM SUCH A SUCKER FOR ENDINGS TO STORIES. it's so dramatic and so domesicated and passerine is such a short story all in all but it's so perfectly written and captures relationships so well. it shows technoblade's acceptance of death so well, and although he'd been wanting of death for a while it still kind of shows how he is eager to pursue the rest of a mortal life.

also from passerine i like "this is what it feels," someone gasped, "to lose everything" I LOVE IT. tommy is their everything and losing him made the story turn so dull,, it went from silver to grey easily. love it.

ALSO. FUCKING ROOFTOPS. it is such an old fic, but it's the second fic i've ever read in the fandom. “youuu aren’t real. nope! noo, no you aren’t. youu’re not reeaal, you'ree inn my head. my head! geoorge is in my head again!” it's just so sad. i love it. the atmosphere of this scene despite it being out of context here is still just so perfect. the vibes of rooftops have never left my head.

and also this absolutely doesn't count but there's a comment on rooftops that said "this is the same story where they went camping" and i have never gone a day without thinking about that LMAO

33 : do you practice any other art besides writing? does that art ever tie into your writing, or is it entirely separate?

hghghhhhh not really, no other art. cooking and baking sometimes but i wouldn't call my skill level art LMAO

but it did start a gbbo au and has helped a lot with terminology and stuff!!

34 : thoughts on the oxford comma, go:

i love it in practice but the second i get reminded to use it i go bonkers and start hitting things

37 : if you were to be remembered only by the words you’ve put on the page, what would future historians think of you?

they would think i am weird as hell bro i keep writing about these people SWALLOWING EACH OTHER ALIVE 😭😭😭

i wanted to do a real response to that but a. its 3 am and b. this was funnier <3

39 : what keeps you writing when you feel like giving up?

the atmosphere of the thing i am writing. i can be in the most unmotivated mood but the second i start thinking about how a scene or an au feels i am immediately lightened up and want to write it!

god damn it only took about half an hour but i did it!! thanks for these questions, even if they took like 2 weeks to finish and cut me short of what i wanted to do tonight /lh/nmay

#brickquiries #brickquiries games #small brain brickling #sb my beloved :]#cw vore implication/mention #breif but still

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Forty One.

Shaking Giles hand as I sat down, I know the Vogue team have been after me for a while, I have just been busy “we finally meet Chris, how is it your wife is easier to get then you? I would have thought it would be Rihanna” I chuckled “I am a busy guy, always in demand. Always doing something, I can’t help it” sitting down on the chair, they have been waiting to get this interview out for a while but are waiting for my input. This Vogue issue is going to be a big thing for us, as a family we are all on it including the kids so it’s good, but they have been wanting to interview me and then they can release it “how are you Chris? How is the family? Since this interview is a week late, I am sure the baby has grown in that week” oh this guy is pissed “she has, she’s even walking” I laughed “but erm, yeah. She is good, trying to adapt to her brothers being the pain they are. I feel like with this baby she has so much attention because the kids we have, they are grown but my youngest son, he’s feeling it. He’s jealous I would say” Giles chuckled “he wanted to be youngest didn’t he, so how did it come about you wanting another baby? Was it collectively or did it just happen, we have asked Rihanna this so let’s see if the stories match” rubbing my chin “all Rihanna; she said it and I was like another!? Like I shouted it out and she just said it, she said look I feel like we can end our brood on a high, one more for the road. And I was sat with my daughter, and I stared at her, it just hit me that when she is entering her twenties and all that, I will be in my sixties and that warms my heart really, I’ll have my grandchildren and my youngest, I like it” I shrugged “which brings me to grandparent? How does that feel” picking my chin hair “feels weird, I was holding my grandson, and then my daughter and I’m like wow, look at these two. I do adore the kids, it feels weird to be a grandparent, but I do miss him a lot, I really do. I miss him though, I always do” Giles smiled “and he lives in London?” Nodding my head, I am sad he’s gone back actually, Rylee has been weird ever since the baby was born and I don’t know why, she is very off with us.

Robyn made her way into the room “hope he is being good” she said with our daughter in her arms “he is, he is perfect, perfectly explaining everything. He hasn’t apologised for the lateness” licking my top lip grinning “he’s busy preparing a tour overseas, have you revealed the name?” She mentioned “not yet, I chose it. Like I do with my daughters. I always pick my daughters names” I am proud of that “what is her name?” Looking at Robyn, I didn’t know if she wanted to reveal the name actually “Emi-Fenty” I chuckled “simple name?” I chuckled “yeah, she has no middle name, it’s just Emi Fenty, I uhm. Like my kids they have Fenty-Brown in the name but I said for the books and verbally, we keep it Emi but in the certificate it is Emi-Fenty Brown but I like that name so we keep it like that, baby Emi” Giles got up “let me see her, she has a full head of hair doesn’t she” smiling at my daughter, she is asleep “yeah she got a hairline like mine though, she going to have some problems” rubbing the top of my head “she is beautiful, congratulations to the both of you” smiling at him “appreciate it” taking Emi from Robyn, I want to hold my daughter “so officially, is this the end? No more babies for Chris and Rihanna?” I laughed out “I don’t want anymore; this is it for us. We have six beautiful kids and a grandchild. Just seeing the picture of my family, like to see it complete like that. I’m proud, I think it’s going to be a shock to the people, but we are done now, we are happy and we have our happily ever after. I just want the best for my kids, as they grow. I know that they still want mom and dad, and we will always be there for them” Giles cooed out “who would you say is the most hard-work out of the children you both have?” Looking at Robyn “with the most drama, I honestly would say Rylee” Robyn is right “it is true, Rylee is still a pain currently” I think she will always be a pain, but she is my favourite child, so I take that.

Nuzzling my nose against Emi’ and she just opened her eyes a little but wasn’t impressed that I am annoying her “dad can I talk to you? Please?” Imani asked me, making my way to the kitchen “erm, give me a clue on what is it about?” I asked “dad, I have been trying to talk to you for the longest, and mom” seeing Robyn “well you can now, we are both here” Robyn looked at me “Rylee hasn’t spoke to me since she left here, she doesn’t do anything in the group chat either, not sure if you have picked up on that?” I said to Robyn “I have, when we posted Emi, everyone is answering, she isn’t. She hasn’t posted Aziel when we have told her how much we like to get updates on him every day, she has been very off since. She is a brat, just leave her to it. She will get over it, she wants attention Chris, stop giving it her” chewing on my bottom “maybe she just doesn’t agree with you both? She’s not a brat, she’s logical” looking at Imani, shocked on what she just said “wow?” I said, “sorry dad but it’s true, she isn’t a brat” Imani being Rylee biggest fan here “I didn’t say anything, but you are really capping for your sister ain’t you?” That is funny to see “well I don’t want people to disrespect her when she isn’t here” I wasn’t expecting this from Imani at all “oh wow” I just said “I wanted to ask you both, Rylee is already there-” Robyn cut her off “no, you’re not staying with Rylee, you’re not staying with Rylee at all. That girl is going through things, she won’t take care of you, and she will corrupt you. No” staring at Robyn “relax” I said to her “corrupt me? Wow, you both treat me like I’m ten, I’m bored of it. I am going whether you like it or not” Imani walked off “I don’t think so Imani!!” Robyn shouted, I let out a deep sigh “let me put Emi in the crib, I’ll be back” walking off with her in my arms, I always assumed that the kids would get easier as they grow up but no, they actually become more hard work. Ti is quiet, she is doing her thing, Rylee got issues and now Imani is in her phase, I can’t win with these kids at all. I am wonder what the boys will be like when they hit that age, they are already a pain and doing stupid shit, but they do ride together and are always there for each other.

I was going to speak to Robyn but then I did a u-turn and went to Imani instead, clearly she is feeling a type of way and I want to speak to her. Jogging up the steps, my little Imani is sick of being my little Imani; I don’t like that. Knocking on the door “it’s dad” I said, she better let me in “sure” she just said so I opened the door “I’m just doing my homework anyways, how can I help?” Closing the door behind me “you girls, always so demanding” I said, waving my hand “come, let’s talk” Imani groaned out “let’s talk when you are free to talk; I have been asking for so long” rubbing the back of my neck as she made her way over to the bed “I get it, sorry. Just with your mother having the baby, just busy but I’m here now” she sat down “your mom is wrong with what she said, she at times doesn’t think, not logically anyways” I said “I told Rylee what mom said” of course she did “good Imani, you know how to add to it. Listen, talk to me. Why do you want to move away? You’re my baby and you’re asking to just leave?” I am a little sad about that “I get treated like a child; I need to grow dad. I feel like I can’t be me, I don’t have my sisters around. I can’t speak to anyone about anything, I’ve never even had a boyfriend dad, I just want to live, want to grow, I feel I can’t here” I swallowed hard “I’ve asked Rylee and she said that it’s fine, that I can do it but I want you and mom to be happy with it too” stuffing my hands in my pocket “Imani you don’t need to have a boyfriend to be popular, you don’t need to think of men” she’s stressing me out “it’s not normal is it really?” Taking in a deep breath “I will talk to mom ok, just calm down with all that boyfriend business” Imani laughed “I know but I just want to be with my sisters, either that or Australia” this girl “stop it” I laughed “dad please, I am not a child” I huffed out, she will always be my baby just look at her little face “ok” I just said, I won’t add to it.

Opening the door to Lillian and Diji “Halle apologised she can’t make it, came as soon as you asked for me. Are you ok?” opening the door wider for her to come in, I didn’t say anything. I don’t know why, I am just so confused and I feel a little hurt by it all, I just need to speak to someone, anyone. I called my best friend, and her boyfriend is here but I don’t mind him. He is a good guy, closing the door “Aziel! What are you doing awake? Isn’t is nap time for you” Lillian said “my head is everywhere, I haven’t even put him to sleep, I feel like shit. I am just not happy, take a seat please. Aziel will be fine, he is playing” rubbing my face “what the fuck happened? Like when I got that text, you just put crying faces and need to talk. Halle is upset, she really wanted to come” Diji and Lillian both sat down “I am just so confused, like wow. So last night, it was about one, about that time. The buzzer went off, it kept going off like so many times, so I rushed over. I was awake anyways, that didn’t bother me, so I see on the screen. It’s Oakley, it’s late too, not like him. I didn’t buzz him in, I went to the door. I just went there, opened the door. He just stood there, staring at me. He didn’t say anything, he didn’t even say hi that’s what gets me, I don’t think we even spoke, but like we just started kissing. We had sex” Lillian is not happy already “fell asleep, I woke up and he was gone, that was it. Like it didn’t happen” Lillian held the box up “and no protection” she has bought the morning after pill for me “thank you” I said “what the fuck why did you have sex with him? What did we discuss, this thing of you having sex first hand and regretting it after. Why did you fucking have sex with him” taking the box from her and sat down silently “I feel like shit, there is no text, no nothing just silence. We had sex, I know we did but we didn’t speak at all. Like he just came here for sex, that was it” Lillian and Diji just stared at each other.

I feel so upset about it, I am. I thought that we would wake up and he would be there still “as a man, why would he do that and go silent?” I asked Diji “you said he is pretty hurt by you having sex with Brian yeah?” nodding my head “power trip, he still has you. He wanted to know he has the hold over you. I mean he said it in his song, you said that pussy mine, why you let it go. As a man, I would do that to know she is mine. And leaving you, it’s just his way of getting at you but you shouldn’t be accessible like that Rylee. Like he is hurt, let him be hurt away from you. You just let him do that, at some point he will have to see Aziel, say it to him” putting my head down “Rylee, you really let him come in your apartment and do that. Don’t let him do that to you again, maybe it is him getting at you, tell that motherfucker he got another thing coming” I huffed out “I feel used” I mumbled “you will feel it when you just have sex, stop jumping. Even people you love can use you, just stop. Think of yourself, stop giving yourself away, I don’t know what Oakley is thinking, he probably is trying to upset you but you need to not let him have a hold over you” nodding my head “I don’t want to be rude, but was it missionary?” Diji asked “it was, he bit me on my chest randomly, here. He was rough with me too” I pointed at my chest “sister, listen to me. Go on a holiday, have a break away. If not alone then you girls do it, you look tired” I clenched my jaw putting my head down.

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nuggyshouse · 1 year

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I was there in a stream when you explained you feel bad for others answering "have you played this/these games?" questions, but I won't mind if you say no cause we all like different things. With that being said, Have you played Any of the Punch Out games? Any Valve game made before 2013?

Which Smash Bros games? Movie or show licenced games? For me I played Shrek 2 among others.

Any Mario Kart games? Any Doom game? Any New Blood games? (Usually fps games)

Wii games? (Like Wii in the title, like Wii Play Motion, or Sport Resort) Other Wii games without Wii in the title? God of War games? I know you've played Kingdom Hearts, but which ones? Games on the Original Xbox? A childhood classic of mine is Crimson Skies: High Road to Revenge

ok this post is long

Punch Out I played the Wii one once. it's pretty neat. I think it's okay but I think I like it more for what it represents more than the game itself

Valve Games I've played everything in the orange box and Portal 2. I think TF2 ruined my life and I will never go back, and Half Life 2 is great until I remember the fucking vehicle sequences and the motion sickness it gave me. I think Portal is an evergreen game that you can recommend to people who don't play video games, granted they can grasp how to control it. Portal 2 is also good but I feel like they heard people say "portal is funny" and dialed it to 100. Portal is a puzzle game with a few quirky jokes in it and Portal 2 is wearing a clown nose.

Smash Bros I've played all of them at some point. the first one I owned personally was Brawl and I feel like I really enjoy 4 and Ultimate. I was never big on Melee so I dont get it when people talk about how the last 2 games are worse. I'm like "but it has simon belmont in it!" because that's what I like about it. I think if I was more into frame data and competitive games more, I'd agree but I'm not and I want to play a character that isnt Fox or Marth.

Licensed Games our PS1 library was like almost 100% that and Gundam Battle Assault 2 really stuck with me. that's the game that taught me fighting game inputs. Also Toy Story 2 on PS1 was played a lot. I dont remember if it's actually good but we ended up beating it and really liking it.

Mario Kart I've never been big on Mario Kart but I played 8 on switch the most because it was the only thing my ex wanted to do with me but that's a whole can of worms and also the reason I dont play it anymore.

Doom I remember thinking it was cool when I was a kid but I never really got into it. I never had it myself either. I picked up 2016 when someone gave me a copy and I liked it a lot. I think Eternal is lacking something that makes me want to keep going. part of it is that I dont want to buy a gamer mouse just to play it. My hands arent build for keyboard control, so I can't hit every key to maximize my efficiency and that also bugs me. I never finished it.

New Blood I don't keep tabs on them nor do I know what they've made off the top of my head but I've heard they're good. I'm not big on FPS. Finishing Doom 2016 was a fluke.

Wii Series Games I dont really care for these games, but I recognize their place in the world.

Other Wii Games I really liked the wii for some fucking reason. Metroid Prime 3, Mario Galaxy, Tatsunoko vs Capcom, No More Heroes 1 and 2, the virtual console, Megaman 9, Castlevania Rebirth, Sonic Unleashed, Sonic Colors. good shit. I still barely played Galaxy 2 though.

God of War I have never ever touched GoW and I thought about it but everyone I asked about it told me it wasnt super worth it and I believe them

Kingdom Hearts I played 1, Chain of Memories, 2 and (Numbers) Days. the only reason I fell off was because Birth By Sleep was a PSP game and I didnt have one of those. by the time DDD came out I felt like I wasn't in the loop and realized I wasnt invested anymore.

OG XBOX I played Halo at a friend's house and that's where my history with the Xbox begins and ends, sadly. I want to try Blinx the time cat just because

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tuiyla · 2 years

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I'm currently an American high school student, and we usually have to go on some sort of lockdown around twice a year (excluding drills). However, there has never been a situation where somebody with a gun was actually targeting the school. It's usually something along the lines of an armed robbery the next town over or somebody went into cardiac arrest and they wanted to keep everybody out of the hallway.

The Glee episode itself came off like they wanted to make a statement but didn't want to go through with it. But, I don't think they should've done an actual school shooting - later Glee became a trauma fest at times and it'd probably feel out of place and performative - but I'd be fine with something similar to my school. Frankly, school shootings tend to happen at schools larger than mine or McKinley, but from first hand experience, lockdowns are still scary even if there isn't a active shooter because nobody knows what's going on other than a cryptic intercom announcement telling us to turn off the lights and whatever. (If it's the cardiac arrest scenario, then we continue class normally, but still can't leave the classroom.)

Other thoughts: I find the video message thing really awkward for some reason and I hate that they blamed it on Becky. Everything else can stay the same with my suggestions lol

Thanks for the input! I myself am not American which is part of the reason I was asking.

A lockdown sounds so scary not gonna lie, and even in Glee I can see how it would be a traumatizing experience - which the show doesn't explore of course. I think the fundamental issue is that it's, well, an issue episode, but quite possibly the most in poor taste one. And that's saying something from Matthew IKAG Flopson.

The Becky thing was really just so they can wave it away as not an actual active shooter situation. But I feel like... it just adds to this feeling of not going all the way with the statement they wanted to make. A mess all around.

#sopheadraws #shooting star #glee asks #tw gun violence #tw school shooting #one of these days i'll answer your brittany genius ask i swear lol

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