#okay i know i said this would take me less time… but i procrastinated on this for the longest time out of pure habit i apologize >-<

[television-overload]

of our own making

(an X-Files fanfic)

Chapter 13/34 - cinnamon rolls

[Read on AO3]

It’s a little awkward at first, but he gets the sense that she just doesn’t want to be alone after what happened with Pfaster, and he can’t fault her for that. The crime scene cleaners left the place spotless, even had some furniture replaced using some of the insurance money, and he’s thankful that that’s one less thing they need to worry about.

Eventually they fall into a rhythm—commuting to work together, dividing household chores, adding his name to the lease... By the last week of January, he’s almost completely moved in, and things have been good. Really good. It surprises him how little he misses his own apartment and the life he built there. It was never a home.

Scully’s apartment… Well, he can see it becoming one.

He wakes on a Saturday to the sound of knocking on the door, bolting upright, suddenly wide awake. He glances at the time on the clock in the kitchen. Just after 8 a.m.

After the last unwelcome visitor to this address, he's understandably on edge. He briefly wonders if he should have his weapon handy, when the knock sounds again, this time followed by the gentle call of “Dana?”

Maggie. Uh oh.

He rubs his face frantically, smoothing his hair and trying to make himself look like he wasn't asleep just a minute ago. Sure, it might seem like a logical thing to do, to inform his partner’s mother that he now lives with her. But that would mean admitting to a fair few other things that she’s decidedly not ready to tell her, so for now, his mother-in-law remains in the dark.

He hurriedly folds the blanket he was using and throws it and the pillow into the spare bedroom.

He opens the door to Scully's room, hoping she's decent, and whispers loudly, "Scully! Scully, your mom's at the door!"

He gets a muffled, "Huh?" in response before her brain catches up to what he'd said, and she sits up.

It's too early to explain. If they tell her he's moving in, they'll have to tell her about their marriage and the appointment they went to at the adoption agency. They aren't ready for that.

"Should I hide in the other room?" he asks as she stands and puts on her robe.

"Like you're some high school boyfriend I snuck in, Mulder?" she says incredulously as she passes him. "Just go sit on the couch."

He does as she asks, turning on the TV at a low volume and attempting to sit as casually as possible on the couch.

She casts an amused glance at him before opening the door.

"Hi, Mom."

"Dana, did I wake you?"

"Uh, no, I was just getting ready," she lies.

"I would have come later, but I brought breakfast," Maggie says, gesturing with a dish covered in tin foil. "I wanted to see how you're doing. May I come in?"

Scully glances over her shoulder for a second before nodding and stepping aside to allow her mother to enter.

"I brought cinnamon rolls and fruit salad and—” her eyes settle on the unexpected occupant on the couch. “Oh! Hello, Fox!"

He can tell he's caught her off guard.

"Hi Mrs. Scully." He smiles, trying not to cringe at the awkwardness suddenly filling the room.

Mrs. Scully turns to her daughter. "I'm so sorry, I didn't know you had company!"

"Mulder came over to help me go through some stuff to donate," Scully lies again, nodding toward the pile of boxes they have yet to unpack from Mulder's apartment. Good thing he doesn't have his personal items scattered all around yet. Score one for procrastination.

"Oh, do you need any help?" Maggie asks, setting her tray down and taking a step in their direction.

"NO!" Scully says a little too loudly, holding out a hand. "No, that's okay. There's not that much left to do."

"Alright..." Maggie says unsurely, returning to her task of readying their breakfast. "Fox, there's plenty of food,” she adds, glancing up at him kindly. “You're welcome to join us."

He's not sure if it would be better or worse to decline politely, but his growling stomach makes the choice for him.

"Sounds great," he says, standing to join them in the kitchen.

Mrs. Scully's eyes travel down to the plaid pajama pants he wears, then back up with an unreadable smile.

"Laundry day," he says as an excuse, as if he would ever leave the house like this for no reason at all.

She nods, then shakes her head in amusement and unwraps the foil from the pan.

"I'm going to warm these in the oven. Fox, would you mind brewing some coffee?"

"Mom, I can—" Scully tries, but Mulder is quicker.

"I got it, Scully." 

While Maggie is turned away, he collects the coffee mugs that are distinctly his from the cabinet and hides them on the top shelf where they won't be visible. Instead, he extracts three matching ones, all cream colored and coordinated as only Scully could be.

Breakfast passes about as awkwardly as the entire morning has, so far. Mulder manages to stuff a pile of adoption documents into a drawer just before Maggie sees them, and Scully thankfully prevents her from insisting on helping to put food away in the fridge, which is a lot more full now that more than one person lives here. Maggie asks Scully how she's doing, if she has any travel plans, and he decides he'll die on the spot if Scully tells her about their upcoming trip to Los Angeles for a movie premiere that ought to take a few years off his life. Thankfully, she remains tight-lipped about that one. He suspects her hopes for the film are about as high as his, which is to say, not high at all.

Eventually, he starts nervously glancing at the clock, watching the time tick closer and closer to when he's supposed to be at his apartment to arrange the transport of his larger furniture with the movers. If Mrs. Scully doesn't leave soon, he'll have to make up some excuse and leave himself, and Scully won't be able to come as she had planned.

"Mom, I hate to push you out the door, but Mulder and I have some stuff to take care of today," Scully comments, and Mulder suppresses a sigh of relief.

Maggie's eyes widen. The last thing she wants is to be a burden. "Of course!” she says. “I'll let you two get to it. Thanks for letting me drop in."

Scully gives a placid smile. "Thank you for breakfast."

She brushes off her thanks, busying herself with gathering up the dishes she’d brought over, then starting toward the door. "Bye, Fox," she directs toward him on her way out, offering a small wave goodbye.

He reciprocates with a nod and a forced smile. "Bye, Mrs. Scully."

His partner walks her mother to the door, whispering softly as they go. He can still hear them talking in low voices while he gets started on washing the dishes, the elder Scully’s words meant for her daughter’s ears only. He slows his movements, listening in over the sound of sloshing water as best as he can, curiosity getting the best of him.

"I'm your mother, Dana, I can tell when you're lying," Maggie says, her tone admonishing.

He can't hear what, if anything, Dana says in response. If she does speak, it's so quiet that it's beyond the capabilities of his hearing, despite his best efforts.

"If I were in your shoes, I'd feel safer if Fox were sleeping on my couch too, honey, you don't need to be embarrassed,” her mother continues. “It's okay to need someone, especially after what you've been through."

Scully sighs. "That's not…” she starts, then gives up and finishes with, “Okay, yeah, thanks Mom."

"You call me if you need anything," Maggie tells her.

Scully smiles. "I will. I love you."

"Love you too, sweetie.” She wraps her daughter in a hug, pressing a kiss to her cheek before pulling away. “Next time I'll call before I stop by, hmm?"

He can tell Scully is blushing just by the sound of her voice.

"I– I think that would be a good idea."

"Have a good day, Dana." Then, louder, "You too, Fox."

He gives one last awkward wave goodbye from the sink, and she leaves.

Scully puts her face in her hands as soon as she's gone, and groans.

"The secret lives to see another day," Mulder announces triumphantly, setting the dish drying towel aside with a wry smile. Scully shoots him a look, and he relents. "If this gets too hard, you can tell her, you know."

"No, it's fine,” she says, waving him off. “She just can't drop by and visit like that anymore. It's not going to work."

He presses his lips together, wondering if maybe they had rushed into things a little. He hopes she doesn’t regret it.

"I'm sorry, Scully,” he apologizes. “Maybe we should have waited."

She shakes her head, which comes as an instant relief to him. "Either way, this would have happened eventually,” she says. “But if this adoption doesn't work out..."

"It will," he says without hesitating.

"What if it doesn't?"

Not an option, he thinks.

"Then I can just get another apartment," he answers with a shrug.

She stares at him incredulously. "After going through all this trouble to get rid of the one you have now?” she asks. “Maybe it's not too late to hold onto it, you can tell them you've changed your mind."

He looks at her. "Is that what you want me to do?" he asks.

Her shoulders deflate. "I just don't want this to be harder than it needs to be if your plans fall through," she admits, concern pinching her eyebrows together.

This is one of those moments, he knows, where they need to be really clear with communication. It doesn’t come easily to either of them, but it matters. He hopes his next question will bring some clarity to the discussion, as much as her potential answer terrifies him.

"So if we don't end up adopting, you'd rather I go?"

Once the words are out, he watches closely for her response, trying to guess what she’s thinking by the look on her face.

Her confusion does nothing to alleviate his unease.

"Why would you stay?" she asks.

That’s easy, he thinks.

"Better company than at my place," he answers with a shrug.

He can see her thinking over his response, assessing him to see if he’s joking or not. It seems she—rightfully—comes to the correct conclusion. He’s dead serious.

"I– I'd want you to stay,” she says finally, her words providing him with the reassurance he needed. “The number of times we've both had our places broken into, I'd feel a lot better if..."

"I couldn't agree more,” he interrupts, smiling wide.

"And we spend almost every day together anyway,” she continues. “And when we travel, one of us always has to drive across town to pick the other up…"

"Logistically, we should have done this years ago," he finishes for her, and oh , how true that is. There’s a lot of things he should have done years ago.

She laughs. "I haven't had a roommate since med school."

"You smell a lot better than the one I had at Oxford," he jokes.

Her answering eye roll is worth every second he had to share a room with Reginald Butts, an aptly named law student. 

"Thanks for that, Mulder. I'm sure that's high praise."

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[miasiegert]

Hi Cats Tumblr People,

So I heard you like pics.

Please bear with me (AND TEACH ME) how Tumblr works/if I'm doing it wrong! I'm literally the "How do you do, fellow young people?" meme. Our Etsy is linked (unless I messed that up!) Right now it's bare (LOT of work and VERY old photos in the banner) but we'll be posting some cossies soon that are ready to retire. Some of our prices sadly will have to rise (we undercharge honestly for the amount of time put into them... we just LOVE making them). Anyway...

These are our original designs. We have taken inspiration from different productions, from the US tour to Gothenburg to Australia to Japan, less UK because it gets the most attention and we like COLOR! but this is all us. Our goal is to a) have characters be recognizable and b) make swing unitards in palates that could pass as at least 3 characters for emergency. When our rentals go out, swing unitards go with them, and ultimately it's the director who decides what makes the final cut (so a less yellow Demeter for example--but we LOVE that one).

If we ever do a production of Cats with Chaz, you'll notice one in Red, White, and some Black (but mostly Red and White, with fan ears, that is a design David created and is Chaz's FAVORITE design of all time. Any time he does a show, if we're hired, that costume goes. Usually Electra, but any ensemble/swing kitty and can cover for Sillabub or in a pinch Bombalurina. Yuka wore it at Interlakes before she did Victoria on the last US Tour! You might notice an Admetus in tans and GREEN undertones--that was my design he loved. We also did the purple twins (which was vetoed and I said, "Okay" then did it anyway because I knew he'd love it, which he did!), and REBA Gumbie Tap Suit was completely mine (everyone thought I was out of my MIND when I started making it! Even David! Then the shoulder pads came, and the belt, and tail, and BEDAZZLING!!! SO MANY RHINESTONES!!!!) Our Misto coat lights up but we still have a lot to learn about arduino since we'd eventually like to make it blink to music. The Misto coat is also created to fit a multitude of sizes, basically the theatre using their department for alterations since we make use of stretch fabric. I've known Bronson for almost as long as Chaz (he even designed my author website!!!) so when I saw him cast, I showed him his costume (a much, much browner/redder Gus than most see--I was serious about liking color) and let him choose between two coats. He said he wanted pants and we went, "NO! PANTLESS PRODUCTION!" because we thought he was joking! We didn't realize... HE REALLY WANTED PANTS!!!! SORRY BRONSON! So shout out to Wichita for making him pants! LOL!

There is a HUGE joke about Tumble thirsting for Tugger more than the girls so you'll notice that with the Tugger ABOUUUOUOUOUOUOUOUUUUUUUUUT THAT.

Hope that's of interest! And no, I'm not procrastinating on edits when my agent deadline is Sunday. Haha... ha... ha... ha... ha... Sera, if you're reading this I PROMISE I'M WORKING OKAY??? I DIDN'T KNOW WE GOT ON BROADWAYWORLD!!!

We also saw some comments about casting in general and some confusion/questions about different dancers doing different parts (Alonzo vs Plato). Would anyone be interested in learning more about the casting process in general and things that directors/choreographers need to take into consideration? Please note, I will not discuss ANY performers we work with. Ever. All are extraordinary and these are tough calls that aren't easy to make and based on other factors, including the ensemble at large, and sometimes huge changes are made.

#cats the musical #cats musical #cats musical cosplay #cats cosplay #cats musical wichita

[joohanisms]

idk if you wrote about this before or not but thoughts on taking junhans virginity 😭😭😭

i haven't!!!!!!! tysm for the ask so i have an excuse to <33

(half written before i went ia)

mmm first of all i think hed actively look for someone inexperienced to date while hw himself was inexperienced

less space for disappointment yknow how could hw disappoint you when you kinda just .. dont know better literally

but then he ended up w you <3 who actually does have some experience and its kinda nervewracking for him, he's not gonna lie

he's been putting it off for so long – sure, it only took a couple of dates for you to make out and your hands to wander. the way he tentatively gripped your ass made you want him kind of desperately.

but it never went past that. a while later, when the topic of making things official came up, his cheeks blushed a deep red while he looked down at his feet.

"ah, before we, you know, start dating for real... i thought you should know." and fuck, you think. there it goes. there's the catch. "i'm not too... experienced. actually, i've never had sex before. i don't want you to be disappointed if we get to it and i'm not any go–" his mouth is sealed shut as you kiss him firmly, hands cradling his face.

"you're stupid. i don't care. nothing of what you just said would ever make me lose interest," he wants to avoid your eyes, hide his face, but the way you're holding his flaming cheeks in place won't let him. "at most, it just makes me happy i'll be your first."

and since then, he's been avoiding – more like procrastinating, to be fair – getting sexual with you. the most you've done so far was dry humping each other on his sofa while his apartment was empty (that is, until one of his roommates opened the front door and he jumped out of his skin).

you don't want to push him, so you wait for him to come to you.

(but if anyone asked you whether you were fingering yourself in the shower thinking about him, you wouldn't be able to deny it.)

the next time he got to escape from his dorm and visit you and your blessedly empty tiny apartment, he has you on his lap, the movie playing on your laptop long forgotten.

you didn't notice anything before – he was the same hyeongjun as always – but now you can see how his hands are shaking and how he keeps taking deep breaths seemingly out of nowhere.

you detach your lips from his, studying his face. this makes him more nervous, the poor thing. did he do something wrong? is he this easy to read?

"hyeongjun, are you okay? you look like you're going to pass out." you try to leave the comfortable seat that is his thighs, but his hands shoot up and grab your waist, holding you down.

"hyeongjun. you're shaking. have you eaten? let me grab you a cup of wa–"

"i'm fine."

"really? what did you have for lunch? did you have enough? or did you have too much?" you can't help but worry for him. he's already a skinny guy, but you can't be too careful knowing how much time he spends online.

"i swear i'm fine! i'm just..." he trails off, looking at everything in your room but you. one of his hands leaves your waist to fiddle with a loose thread on your comforter. once again, you wait for him to come to you – he likes that about you, how you leave him to find ways to express himself instead of dragging it out of him. his tone is soft when he eventually finishes, "i'm just nervous, that's all."

you cup his cheek in an act of comfort, looking at him like he's some kind of baby bunny, small and defenseless. he finds he doesn't mind it too much.

"nervous about what, baby? what's on your mind?"

"i was thinking," he finally lets go of your waist to play with his fingers, "maybe it's about time we, uh, you know, fuck."

jesus christ. your tummy does a backflip at his wording.

"you know i don't mind if we don't, right? i'm fine with how things are now." you slide your hand down his neck and shoulder, and some braincell vaguely makes him think that you're not doing anything to help him go against having sex.

"but i want to," his response is eager and he backtracks, "if you want it too, i mean."

your mind is so clouded with the thought of not only having him, but also to have you be his first, that you don't even respond before you're pressing your lips to his again.

" of course i do."

#posting drafts #xdh smut #xdinary heroes smut #xdh hard hours #xdinary heroes imagine #xdinary heroes fanfic #xdh x reader #xdinary heroes imagines #xdinary heroes x reader #xdh imagines

[lyramundana]

Hello! Your request of Bang Chan being jealous/controlling is set to be written in August.

But since we are both a lover of soft smut, can I pls request inexperienced reader with Chan? Just something comforting and sweet.

Thank you :)

I'm incredibly, tremendously sorry for the long waiting. I'm the queen of procrastinating and I had zero ideas of how to proceed with this one, but mostly it was procrastinating. I'm not confident on writing soft smut scenes, but I'll try my best here:

Again, sorry for the waiting, and I hope this turned out decently. It's been on my drafts for a long while, but I never found the headspace to finish it:

When you were first starting to get to know Christopher, it was obvious he was experienced in that field, which made you slightly insecure about your own lack of it and it worried you that he might had find you less desirable.

Surprisingly, not only he was very understanding and sweet about it, but he seemed to want you even more.

He gladly took over everything. If you weren't sure, he guided you through it with his gentle voice and safe hands. Needless to say, your first time with him was mindblowing and better than you could've ever imagined. In fact, you enjoyed it so much that you felt yourself growing addicted to it.

You never thought you could grow so needy and horny for a man, and it made you feel a bit embarrassed sometimes, but he made clear how much he loved it.

You come home after an awful day. Everything seemed to go the opposite way of what you wanted, and added to the sexual frustration you are already carrying, you are beyond stressed. Your boyfriend is there, waiting for you to arrive, and as soon as he notices your mood, he hops you in his arms to comfort you.

-Hey, babygirl. What happened? Do I need to beat up someone? -he caressed your hair, kissing your forehead as he spoke in his gentle, loving voice. You felt yourself melt in his arms and the stress slowly leaving you.

-Just a bad day, that's all. I'm so sick of everything. -you murmur with your face buried in his shirt, and you happened to feel his strong pecks right under it.

Your skin feels hotter and it has nothing to do with the weather.

He rubbed your back, soothingly.

-You know what, baby? How about we take a long, warm bath and you try to relax? And maybe you can tell me about your day -he said as he left a kiss on the top of your head.

You stilted in his arms, lookin up with big doe eyes. A bath sounded great indeed...until you realized he intended to take it with you.

You would die.

And that's how minutes later, you found yourself buried in the warm water that reached your shoulders, with Chris' chest against your back and his arms surrounding your torso. Sometimes, his fingers draw circles on your sides and it drove you mad. How long has it been since your last intimate time together, after all? Weeks? A month?

-Try to relax, baby. I can see the steam coming out of your ears -he spoke against your temple. - You've been tense since I hugged you. Is it something I did?

-No, love. It's not about you. - well, partially yes, but it wasn't the main problem. - Its just..it feels like i'm doomed. No matter how hard I try or how much I improve myself, things go the opposite of how I want them to. I know i'm trying my best, but it doesn't feel enough. -you choked halfway through the words and you sniffed back your tears.

Your boyfriend was in silence for a bit. He pulled you closer to him as he noticed the strain in your voice.

-Oh, baby, it's okay. I understand what it's like, i've been there too. -he laid his head on top of yours, sighing. - It's fucking frustrating, I know, but we have to accept that, sometimes, it doesn't matter how hard we work, some stuff are out of our control and there are things we can't prevent. You're human, love, so you have limits. Don't be so harsh on yourself. -he kissed your neck- for what it's worth, you're more than enough in my eyes. You're perfect.

Your heart was melting as he said that, wanting to cry again but this time out of love. You can't know what you did to deserve for this man to devote himself to you, but you hope it lasts forever.

-I missed being with you like this - you muttered, looking up to him to kiss the corner of his mouth. He smiled and then kissed your lips, sucking your lower lip teasingly. You whined. - Don't do this to me, Christopher, or else..

-Or else what? Tell me, babygirl - he said with an annoyingly sexy grin. His hands descended slowly down to your hips, fingers brushing your inner thighs at times.

You gasped, grabbing his hands to stop them.

-Chris, please..

-What was the last time you had an orgasm, sweet thing? -your grip did nothing to him, as he continued tracing lines inside your thighs, now with his lips brushing your neck.

-I..dont't recall. Last month, I think? I don't know! -you cried as he started to drift closer to your core.

-Oh? You haven't been taking care of yourself, you mean? You know I don't like that, babe -he sounded serious now, pinching your skin to make your squeal.

-I know, it's just...-shit, you couldn't believe you were gonna say it. - I can't...only you can make me feel good. I don't know how do it without you!

His motions stopped suddenly and you whined at the loss. Before you could protest, he turned your whole body until you were facing him, sitting directly in his lap. You felt how hard he was and the words died in your throat.

-Fuck, baby, you can't say that shit to me like it's nothing. - he lunged at your neck and bite the skin harshly, making you moan as he left a mark. -You're so good for me. My good girl, who can't even pleasure herself without my help. You need me, don't you?

You struggled to find your voice with the sudden change of events.

-Y-yes -you gasped when his head brushed your clit. - I don't know-fuck-what to do without you.

His expression softened for a moment, right before acquiring a calculating gaze in his eyes.

-I hate it when you neglect yourself, pretty, but I understand you couldn't help it. I fuck you so good your little hand just can't compare, right? - he closed his eyes as he kept grinding your hips against his. -And you've been busy lately, haven't you? Poor baby must been so stressed. -he took your nipple in his mouth, licking and twirling it in his tongue, making you whimper and grip his shoulders. -You deserve a reward

You gulped. Last time he said you ended up cumming five times in a row, shaking in his sheets and under his mercy.

He raised your hips, lowering you slowly down his raging cock. You sighed at the sensation, throwing your head back. You felt so deliciously full. God, you've missed him so much, missed this. He let out a hiss once he was fully inside you, burying his face in your shoulders and nibbling the skin. When he attempted to roll your hips unto his, you whined and stopped him.

-Shit, Chris, give me a second. You're so big. - you wrapped his neck with your arms and laid your forehead against his, letting him feel your heavy breath.

-My size hasn't changed, baby, but maybe your pussy has forgotten about me. -he chuckled, caressing your cheek. - Guess we'll have to fix that.

You clenched around his lenght with those words and he groaned.

-Please, do. -you begged him, hiding your face in his neck out, flustered. -Fuck the stress away, Daddy. Fuck me until I can't think anymore.

He tensed under you. Holy shit, he was a breath away of wrecking you until you were crying out loud, but had to remind himself this was about you, about making you feel better. He closed his eyes forcefully, taking a deep breath to not fall for his instincts.

-Say less, my love. Let Daddy take care of everything, mm? -his vouce sounded deeper now, tender.

He gripped your hips and began to guide you up and down his lenght. It was a slow, steady pace, but it got you moaning in his chest at the so craved friction. His teeth traced your neck softly, leaving purple marks as he pulled your hair to make more room for his mouth. His hands lowered down to your ass cheeks, squeezing them as he thrusted into you.

You began to bounce unconsciously against him, doing your best to keep up with him. You moaned as his hips shifted and found another angle to hit you deeper, making you tremble in his hold. God, he made you feel so good, your eyes growing glassy.

His movements haltered once he heard you sniff.

-Babygirl? What is it? Want to stop? - you panicked and kept grinding against him.

-No! Don't stop, please - tears flowed your vision. You hugged him tightly, sniffing in his neck. - It's just..you don't know know much I missed this. I haven't stopped aching for you since the last time, but I didn't know how to tell without sounding desesperate and I.. - he silenced with your his lips, swallowing your next words. He bit your lower lip gently and pulled a bit before letting you go.

-My pretty, perfect baby, what did I do to deserve you? -he covered your face in kisses as he fastened his thrusts, making you whimper in surprise and pleasure. - You couldn't ever sound desesperate to me. I'll drop anything to give you what you need, so please, don't refrain yourself like that. -he toyed with your nipples again, making you moan loudly. - I'm here for you, princess. It's my job and biggest joy to give you what you want. -he groaned as you clenched around him again. - Now, let's fuck the stres out of you.

You went on like this for a while, with a quick but gentle pace. Your sounds of pleasure filling the room, for whoever happened to hear them. You needed this more than him, this relief and comfort only he could give you. His words encouraged you to just take what you needed.

The knot started to form in your stomach and you still reacted like the first time, eyes wide open and body tense as you took in the incredible sensation. Like he could feel it, his fingers drifted to your clit and began to rub it expertly, helping you chase your high. He felt his own climax come at him violently as he watched the addicting sight of you cumming with a high-pitched scream for him, because of him.

His other hand pulled your face closer by the neck and smashed your lips together, swallowing your beautiful moans as he kept thrusting his hips up roughly. You clenched again and he had to throw his back at the feeling, a deep moan escaping his lips.

-Fuck fuck FUCK! - he pressed his forehead in the conjucture of your neck. You whimpered as you felt his warm seed filling you, and he grabbed your hips with an iron vice grip, moving you to milk out the last drop of his climax - Take it, babygirl, fucking take it.

You rolled your eyes and let yourself fall entirely unto his hold. With a deep breath, he adjusted his position and laid his head back on the bathub wall. He massaged your back and left you occasional kisses on your face, his softening dick tupped inside you, preventing his cum from leaking out.

You basked in the silence for a few minutes, your breathing eventually going back to normal. Your head felt all mushy and your body completely relaxed. Everything was good, the world set itself right back again.

You stood there until the water grew cold, you growing sleepy with his cuddles and him watching you with a soft smile, pure and raw love sparkling in your eyes.

#this draft has been haunting me for months #i don't know what the fuck is this but i tried my best #tho i won't be surprised if it turned out bad anyway so i apologize in advance #i'll probably never going to read this again #but i'm so fucking glad i finally finished it #bang chan smut #skz smut #my works #requested

[fanatic-domain-fanfiction]

I remember you shared part of it with me a while ago, but would you be interested in finishing the story of Kazurei’s first kiss? UwU

I remember what you were talking about! It's part of a longer fic (that I didn't publish before the finale where things happen a little differently as I need to tweak it). This happens after events go down at the Suwa Mansion and Rei is resting, under the orders of Kazuki. Hope this is good enough for you!!! TW: mentions of murder/death (they are two assassins after all)

“Didn’t you say I was meant to help?” Kazuki pulled his coat on with a sigh. “You resting is helping right now and you know what some of the daycare mothers can be like. You turning up all battered and bruised is only going to bring up more questions and we’ve got enough to deal with.” He strode over to where Rei was sat on the couch playing Morio Kart, a blanket draped over him that Miri had insisted on. Kazuki leant on the back, standing quite close to his partner. “Take the time to catch up on your games while Kyu and I sort out what’s happened.” Rei nodded, only pouting slightly. “That’s settled. I won’t be long.” “PAPA!!” “Okay, Miri! Be back soon,” Kazuki chuckled and leant down, turning his head towards Rei, eyes slipping shut as he gave his partner a gentle kiss.

Rei’s character fell off the track as Kazuki sprang back, eyes wide. His mouth opened and closed like some sort of goldfish as Rei stared at him. “PAPA!!!!” “Right! Yep. Daycare. Bye, Rei.” Kazuki quickly ran over to the door, grabbing his umbrella and ushering Miri out of the door. “Papa, why is your face all red?” “Because it’s too hot.” “But I’m cold!” “Well, I’m too hot-”

The door slammed shut leaving the apartment filled only with the noise of Rei’s abandoned game. *** Kazuki stood in the rain, watching Miri run inside. He almost wished he could stay a bit longer before having to go back and face Rei. Maybe he could get some shopping in… there must be something that they needed, but he’d just been out the other day. “Kazuki? I thought Rei usually brings Miri today.” He looked over and saw a couple of the mothers had walked over. “Yeah, he normally does but… Rei’s had a difficult weekend and just needs some time.” “Oh no! If you don’t mind, what happened?” “He lost his father. It was all quite sudden,” Kazuki said, wondering if you could describe pre-meditated murder as sudden. The mothers gasped and quickly started offering their condolences, even if it felt quite unnecessary to Kazuki. “What’s Miri been like about it?” “We…” Kazuki scratched the back of his head. “Decided not to tell her. She doesn’t even know him anyway and he’s never been interested in getting to know her. We would rather keep things as normal as we can for her.” “If there is anything we can do to help, then you shouldn’t be afraid to ask.” “Thanks. I’ll keep that in mind.” Kazuki smiled and left to face the inevitable… whatever that might be when he got home. ***

Kazuki hesitated at the door. It would be fine. It would be fine. He could always… play it off as a joke or just apologise. He’d messed up. At the very least he should have asked before just… kissing him! Oh God… had Rei even kissed anyone before? Kazuki wondered if maybe staying out here would be the better option for now.

No.

He had to speak to Rei. He had to get this sorted out… at least before he had to go and pick Miri up at the end of the day. He had time… but the more he procrastinated, the less time he had. Taking a deep breath, Kazuki opened the door. “I’m back!” he called out, looking towards the sofa as he took his shoes off.

No Rei. Just the blanket. Where was he!? He was meant to be resting!

Kazuki hung his coat up and walked in. “Rei! I’m home!” “Hey,” a voice replied from the kitchen, pouring out a mug of coffee. “What did I tell you about resting?” “I was thirsty.” “And you couldn’t wait for me to get back.” Rei shrugged, adding in way too much sugar than any human should have in coffee, according to Kazuki. He grabbed the mug and trudged back to the sofa, stopping at Kazuki first.

“Welcome home,” he mumbled, giving Kazuki the briefest kiss before heading back to his game.

It was Kazuki’s turn to be struck dumb, standing there like a lovestruck statue. Rei… wasn’t mad? In fact, he… had done the same.

Kazuki marched over to Rei, taking the mug off him, placing it on the floor. Before Rei could protest, he found a bent finger tucked underneath his chin, tilting his head up. Any want to protest disappeared as warm lips met his again. They stayed like that for a few seconds before Kazuki pulled back. He smiled softly, eyes just starting to open as Rei pulled him in again, Kazuki nearly falling over.

One kiss turned into two… to three… to four… to losing count.

When Kazuki opened his eyes again, he was sat beside Rei, arms tightly around his partner. One hand has found its way into Rei’s hair. Rei had Kazuki held by the collar of his hoodie, staring at him. “I love you, Rei.” “I love you too, Kazuki.”

Silence fell once again, just for a moment, like it was often doing with just the two of them. It wasn’t awkward or an emptiness that needed filling. It was just… peaceful and comforting.

“So… what are we?” asked Rei, a pink tinge to his cheeks that crept up towards his ears. “We’re partners. Just like we’ve always been. Only now… we do this.” Kazuki leant over and kissed Rei’s flushed cheek. “Not everything has to change. We can just add to what we’ve got.” “I like that. Partners.” “Me too, Rei. Me too.” Kazuki pulled Rei into his arms, leaning back on the sofa. His partner curled up against him, pulling the blanket over them both, head tucked under Kazuki’s chin. “You’re comfy…” “Glad I make a good pillow.”

Rei closed his eyes. This was definitely a life that had been worth fighting for. Kazuki and Miri were worth it. This moment here was worth it.

#buddy daddies #buddy daddies fanfic #kazuki kusuru #rei suwa #miri unasaka #kazuki/rei #kazurei

[scarfacemarston]

I'm writing an essay for the first time in YEARS (1500 words) any top tips as a seasoned writer? 😅

Hey! I’m happy to help. First and foremost, do not procrastinate. Yes, that is so hypocritical of me because I’ve been struggling not to do it myself. However, the less you can procrastinate, the better. I like having a writing playlist. I recommend classical music, there are so many sub genres of classical music that I’m sure you’ll find something. There are lots of good videos that are things like “Calming piano music and fire crackling” or “Library ambient sounds” if classical music isn't your thing. If you're looking to get into classical music, I recommend Debussy! Debussy has a lot of relaxing music.

This is relaxing, too, imo. It’s bardcore!  Other advice: 1. Outlines are your friend. They are so incredibly helpful, and many assignments may require an outline. I have had multiple academic and work assignments that requested one, but even if it’s not required, it’s still helpful. I had a professor introduce me to the “reverse outline”, which is when you take your paper, or what you have of it, and create an outline out of it. Here's an example. It's okay if you're not able to write outlines at the moment. You can always practice with other assignments.

2. I would also recommend writing just the subheadings and writing what you know from there and just writing in sections. I have had professors discuss how writing the introduction and the conclusion is the hardest part and should be written last. Unfortunately, some teachers/professors may require an intro first as a preview. It just depends on your teacher/professor. 3. My biggest piece of advice is something I struggle with, but it is helpful. It’s called a zero draft. It’s when you write stuff. Whatever comes to mind.It doesn't exactly have to be brainstorming, but it can be. I think this is way more free-thinking than that. Ex: tuberculosis Deadly, cultural, in pop culture, Sanitariums- places to live. Percy Shelly - author who died from it. Antibiotics - 1940s. Rene Dubos - wrote the first cultural history book. Trudeau - has cabins in NY.

It’s great for perfectionists because it’s no pressure. You KNOW you are going to write garbage. It’s like “word vomit”. From there, you have ideas, and you start to shape up what you have. What matters is getting SOMETHING on the page. Perfection does not exist. I have to tell myself this constantly.(Far easier said than in practice. I have OCD, and it’s a struggle.)

Getting it done is better than nothing at all. Again, I know sooo many people feel the same, so you’re not alone! Even people I look up to struggle with this. Misc ideas: going for walks, even if it's mini walks in the apartment/house. Also, practice self-care. Some people take longer showers/baths, and others take a nap, as crazy as that sounds. It's been weirdly helpful for me. Finally, think of a small reward for when you finally finish!

I hope some of this is helpful. Best of luck, and let me know if you need more help!

#writing tips #writing advice #writing

[give-soup-please]

Hello there, Jay - been a bit I think. Honesty, not sure exactly HOW long it's been but I know it's certainly been a while.

I both have a lot to say and nothing at the same time. I had notes but I kind of lost them while moving, and then also just kind of.. lost them in my brain. What do you think about the idea of time being a soup? Because honestly I think it is. Very soup-ey indeed, slipping through the cracks and just washing away down the drain. Not that I would wash a way soup - not if it's good, and a lot of soups are good (like you!) Anyways: - I know a while ago you were in the ER, I'm glad to see you're doing a bit better, that makes me happy and less violently concerned for you like I had been. It was interesting to actually have a vague back and forth with you there, but I was pretty quiet. I usually am, anyways. - I wish I could throw a bunch of money at you to write something. As you know I absolutely adore your writing, it just soothes my soul with the way you weave your words together. Maybe I'll save up while doing some commissions of my own to do that. I hope you're getting a lot of commissions though, you deserve them. - I... have become violently obsessed with Good Omens. If I didn't have two commissions I needed to finish as well as an art project I had started I would just be drawing that. They are literally rotating around in my head constantly. I don't want to include any spoilers (I'm sure you already watched it all, but just in case anyone is scrolling through or something) I practically combusted when I saw the last ten or so minutes of that episode. Do you have any theories for that? I think you can do a ... spoiler like thing... I think. Anyways, everything is fine and it all ended well... right... RIGHT???? - The new Tumblr layout is absolute garbage and I had a mild breakdown over it while trying to figure out how everything worked. It's annoying as all get out, and I THINK there's a way to fix it? I got this link from someone when asking about it - but honestly I'm a bit lost when it comes to in depth stuff like this so I can't fix it personally: Link: https://www.tumblr.com/vellichorom/725846270328127488?source=share - I'm sure there's more I want to talk about. It's like my brain is full of a lot of things but nothing really wants to be written down... It's mostly because of Good Omens, but also other things. In any case, I hope you're doing well. And of course, as I always end these things, please take care of yourself. Do something for you, eat a little snack, DRINK WATER, and most of all continue to be you in the face of everything that goes against that. You are a wonderful person. You are important. You are amazing just the way you are. Your friend, ~ May

PS: If this comes through more than once, just ignore that... Tumblr was acting funny and I had to try it again... more than once... seriously I'm sorry if this comes through like ten times

may! great to hear from you/gen

(i was worried when i hadn't heard from you in a while, ngl. happy to hear you're doing okay.)

-the thing about time being soup is pretty funny. i've heard time being described as soupy, which is fairly accurate sometimes. and i'm glad you wouldn't wash a poor innocent soup away.

-yes, i am doing much better after my ER visit. i still have to get the labs done to work out what the heck went wrong, which i've been procrastinating. (i'll make an appointment tomorrow, i swear. or monday, if it's not open over the weekend. ugh)

-you are welcome to save up! commissions are going to be permanently open, because i'm a senior in college now and i need to make money so i can get housing after i graduate. so whenever you want, say the word. i am getting a decent amount of commissions in for the time being. a few people have said that when their next paycheck comes in, they'll talk to me, so i'm glad i'll have work in the future. but yeah anyone can come in at any time and talk to me about that, i don't mind taking on work. it fills up my days in a nice way.

-i love good omens 2, and that series finale was killer in so many ways dlkfsjdlf- i do have a few theories and thoughts, but i won't share them for the time being. i will say i don't agree with the coffee theory though. doesn't feel right given gaiman's usual style of writing.

-thank you for the link! i got it fixed ASAP so i'm not bothered anymore. i do have several thoughts on what tumblr is doing with the direction of this website though.

-i am doing well. tired, but well. my apartment is fully clean now and i can see floor again. it's been a year since it's been this good. (not an exaggeration. i have bad problems with depression nests, and i'm trying to get better.)

take care of yourself too, ok?

#answered ask #personal

[bubblymochicat]

Hello there

Im droppin in you ask box to ask questions about Hanahaki wukong au and some ideas that i had

So does it afect his powers and mayby his behavior or do they stay the same? Or like each time they incounter macaque does it start hurting more or less? Also how do others react to wukong having hanahaki? Will they know why?

And the idea so i myself have this hc that the reason swk left macaque was some what of similar to why he left after mei got the fire and left like maybe at one of the fights the two were at macaque ends up geting badly hurt and wukong realises that macaque could have died just bc he wamted to protect him and then tells macaque that its better if they split up so that mac wouldn't get hurt . But macaque didn't see it as an act of consern and thout wukong thinks that he is weak and then they start fighting at some point the fight becomes physical and then swk almost kills him but then realises what hes doing and steps back and just leaves leaveing macaque to think that wukong lookes down on him and stuff. If you want you can use it

I just for some reason live the idea and want to see how you go with it.

Okay, to start off, thank you so much for reaching out with this ask!!! I am so excited to have people ask me stuff :D!!!

Now, back to business. When I was thinking about this concept I didn't really think much about Wukong himself would change on the surface. Kind of the only difference attitude wise that I was thinking would him being a little more subdued and a little quieter.

Not alarmingly so, just a smidgen. His power would basically be unaffected by it unless he's around Mac, because then it gets harder to suppress the coughing and plants taking root in his lungs.

Basically, if he's around Mac for long periods of time, or kind of lingering on his feelings for him, then his magic has to work harder to try and suppress the hanahaki, making him get drained easier. Again, no drastic differences, but subtle stuff.

You know I gotta keep it subtle to build up to that big dramatic reveal 😂.

As for others, I gotta do a little deep dive into my brain to explain the vibe for this. For this au, I feel like Wukong wouldn't immediately realize that he has hanahaki. Like he legit went like 200 years or something occasionally hacking up flower petals whenever he though of Mac and just kind of went with it/ignored it.

Aaayyyyy, procrastination king

He probably didn't even notice it for a while since his magic was subconsciously full body tackling it. I lowkey feel like he wouldn't really realize what's wrong with him until MK first meets Mac. He sensed his essence or whatever the fuck they do and the hanahaki flared up for the first time in like a century.

After MK left he probably collapsed in a heap as coughs ripped through his throat dragging a fist full of bloody flower petals up his throat. Leaving him confused, scared, and a smidgen concerned.

At that moment he realizes what he has and immediately starts doing everything he can to hide it from everyone. So others probably wouldn't even know. At least not until SWK gets body snatched by LBD. She would probably use it to try and gain leverage in a fight.

Most of the gang would be confused as to what hanahaki is, except Mac and Tang. They know and are very concerned. Mac is very confused because, wtf do you mean SWK has a deadly disease for unrequited love??? How?? When did he fall in lo- IT'S FOR ME?????

Like I said. Dramatic reveals. Ooooooh, but what if no one but Mac knew what it waaassss. If that were the case, then the team would be confused and concerned but probably forget about it during the fight.

I'll have to think more about the reveal and reactions.

Your headcanon is beautiful 😍 That is a very Wukong thing to do. He would spend so long feeling so bad and making it worse by pushing Mac away 🥲 I'm pretty sure that's what actually happened between them. Just some big dumb misunderstanding because they are bad at feelings.

Sorry for the really long response, I get very excited when people ask me stuff

#lmk hanahaki au #lmk #lmk au #bubbly thoughts #lego monkie kid #i am so excited #I love when people ask me stuff!! #bubbly responds to things #:D #I am very happy #shadowpeach #lmk six eared macaque #bubbly talks a lot

[inkedmyths]

S1: E9 "Home"

Alright its been almost a month time to stop procrastinating this

Ohhh ~crunchy~ video quality

Oh a classic monster in the closet situation

Surprised the lady didn't get like dragged in right then and there

Its wild bc obviously in real life there's never anything in the closet but this is Supernatural in which case ofc there's something

Its not rats! Its something worse!

THE CHAIR. ITS MOVING. RUN KID

WAIT WINCHESTERS

H U H

0oh Sam and his ~prophetic dreams~

Me when someone's trying to talk to me as I'm drawing

Sam I feel like you should just say you're having spooky dreams

THERE we go

Dean did not sign up for his little brother being a psychic

Dean shut up its road trip back home time. Bitch.

THE CAMERA. THE MUSIC. THE DRAMA. This is so funny SPN is a soap opera actually

[ Crepe says that no one can handle Sam's bs in a calm and controlled manner. My opinion is no one can handle any of the Winchester's bullshit in a calm and controlled manner. ]

Awkward but I mean ok

Waiting for the kid to say "There's something in the closet"

YEP

Bros just yelling at each other bc they are so normal about this

Dean is so so bad with his feelings huh

[ Kayla asks if I am just realizing this. I am not. I was merely repeating a statement of observation. It seemed relevant. ]

Walks away bc he didn't want Sam to see him showing an emotion

NOT THE FUCKING CYMBALS MONKEY

NOOOOO

NO DONT STICK YOUR HAND

Oh I am not watching the screen no thank you

[ Kayla finds this reaction funny because "We've all been there". This is fair. And I know the man is just trying to do his job. However, he is, unfortunately, in an episode of Supernatural. If you are a random background character in an episode of Supernatural, you should never stick your hand in a thing that has many sharp blades. ]

I know where this is going to go

YEP EURGH arm smoothie

DUMBASSES THEY'RE PRETENDING TO BE COPS INVESTIGATING THEIR OWN DISAPPEARANCE

I feel like they would get farther is they just walked up to people and said WE'RE SAM AND DEAN

[ Melon says that we should play a drinking game, in which every time Sam and Dean do something stupid, you take a sip of a drink. Forst of all, I am still a year away from being able to consume alcohol legally. Second of all, this sounds like a surefire way to get alcohol poisoning. ]

Oh ofc. Psychic time.

"Your wife if crazy about you!" Turns around "His wife is banging the gardener" Incredible

LMAO CALLING DEAN A GOOFY LOOKIN KID

Oh shes good. Interesting

Sam as she's yelling at Dean is just :D

This poor lady its not her fault that the guy got blended

Yes something is starting. A TV show

UH OH

Is it giving the kid juice. Whats the deal

Oh its shutting him in the FRIDGE

UH OH

THE FRIDGE

MA'AM BEHIND YOU THE FRIDGE

OPEN THE FRIDGE

Thank god

NOT THE SHARPEST TOOL IN THE SHED

She's so much smarter than either of the bros

I have a sneaking suspicion the firey spirit is their mom or something

[ It is at this point that Crepe has no concept of how not to spoil an Ep and says I'm right. I figured, the plot beats seemed obvious, but come ON. The less you spoil the funnier my reactions will be. Let me enjoy my incredible powers of prediction in due time. ]

Oop there goes the lamp

Uh oh there is attenpted murder via flying objects

WOAH

Flashy light

MISSOURI MA'AM ARE YOY OKAY

Oh good

Holy cow that was something

SORRY ABOUT YOUR HOUSE THE GHOST DID NOT LIKE US

GET THE MOP AND DONT CUSS AT ME

There's like 10 minutes left what's gonna happen next

SHAKING

Is Sam outside oh yep there's the bros

go go go

FLAMING FIGURE

Oh bye bye Sam

DOOR SHUT how drama

Oh hes just getting punted

OH HI

Ur not on fire anymore whats up

Ghost fight! Ghost fight!

Oh yeah tragic sacrifice all that Sam buddy she was already dead

Alright so Sam is on some kind of bizarre spooky journey

AHA. THE BASTARD

YOU. MOTHERFUCKER

OLD MAN WINCHESTER WHATS YOUR FUCKING ANGLE

[ Episode ends. Crepe said it would be funnier if I added in the other's commentary. Kayla agreed. I hope this appeases you both. ]

#on the highway to superhell #sam is psychic or something. good for him! or sucks for him. whichever #obviously there's stuff to be said about the hypercompetent black lady trope but i do like missouri #john winchester looks like someone dragged him out of a dumpster

[funkymbtifiction]

Hello! I'm 25 at the moment and I'm at the brink of giving up on finding my enneagram. For the last 5 years I read every book about enneagram I could find, I observed myself endlessly but still nothing.

Types I'm considering are 9,1,2 and 6.

First, 9. My goal is to feel cozy and comfortable all the time and I give in to pleasures without feeling guilty. <- strong sp

What you describe as 9 actually isn't 9 at all. It's the social instinct and procrastination (anyone can do it) and general positivity (probably your 2 wing).

Yet, I have way stronger opinions and attitudes than any 9 I know. I have a moral opinion on EVERYTHING. There's non of that "its okay" with me. Recently someone said that it's none of your business to help someone who's struggling with self harming and it pissed me off. Like, of course you should help, its your duty to help. That seems like 1 to me. I'm also highly perfectionistic, I have exact image how I want my life to be like and who I want in it and I just discard anyone who doesn't fit in that image. The person I'm going to marry has to be perfect by my standards. Even though I'm 25 I have never been with anyone because nobody ever lived up to my expectations and its not right to jump into relationships.

This sounds core 1w2. Perfectionism, frustration, and rejection. 9w1s side-eye things they disagree with and go along with it; 1s put down their foot and moralize about it.

Everything I do has to be perfect of I won't do it. I started to learn crochet recently and it took me 2 months to make a simple blanket for my cat because it needed to be perfect. And you can apply that to any area of my life

The core pain of being a 1 -- rigid with yourself and self-sabotaging because it has to be "just right."

But, like I said before I give in to pleasures like eating, sleeping and buying things that make me happy without any remorse or guilt. I suffer a lot from guilt for bad things I did in my life like lying and manipulation (I did a lot if that when I was younger) but not for making myself happy.

2s don't feel guilty for their well-deserved luxuries; if others will not pamper and indulge them, they will do it themselves -- they have earned it!

2 I see in my need to help others but also in anger when they don't express gratitude for what I have done. I work as a student and my boss needed someone for next shift and I immediately offered to stay whole day at work (its a hard job but I would do it just to please her). She said students can only work 6 hours a day so I could not stay but then I did everything I could to find someone. I called everyone I know and I did find someone. When I was leaving my boss didn't even say thank you and I was angry for it. Is that 2? I did this for you and you should express love to me for it.

This is 2ish, yes. But could also be a 1w2 thing, because this is the right and responsible thing to do and people aren't appreciating it. Think about what motivated it.

I don't do much meddling because I'm super introverted but I do nudge people in "right direction" because I always have an opinion on what should they do.

The RIGHT DIRECTION is very obvious to 1w2s...

Also, I constantly do things I don't want to do just because I think I should. Even though I find cats very annoying (I love cats but they are bothersome) I still saved 2 of them and take care of them the best I can, I gave my entire savings to my mother when she needed money etc.

How dare you find feline overlords bothersome. :P But yes, this is virtue whether you feel like it or not -- fits 1w2.

But I'm also very emotionally distant and rational for a 2.

That's cuz you're a 1. 1w2s are less emotional than core 2s.

2s always berate me for not reaching out. I will literally disappear for days, just reading books at home without any need to interact with others. And if someone has a problem my reaction is always to give them rational advice on how to solve a problem rather than give emotional comfort, 2s do opposite right?

sp/so, introversion, and 1w2. Might also be ITJ.

6 I see the least but Im highly anxious, always thinking about what could go wrong and what will I do if that happens. I need support system badly and others to tell me what is correct thing to do.

Probably a 6 fix.

I don't think so/sp is right, but I'm not super great with instincts yet. You seem more self-contained and distant.

#question #enneagram #enneagram 1

[angelsnaiils]

diary 5/11/23

oh boy, do i have a story ૮꒰ྀི ,> ៸៸៸ < ྀི꒱ა

CONTENT WARNING: sedatives/drugs, panic attacks, surgery!

so! yesterday, may 10th, i was supposed to get my wisdom teeth removed. i have a pretty bad fear of surgery, but i had been doing a good job of keeping it in check! the thing i was afraid of most was the IV, i despise needles and i have a traumatic memory related to IVs (no exaggeration). upon the surgery prep, a few tears were shed…

the type of sedation used for this surgery was not a full sedation, essentially i was still somewhat conscious so that i would be able to respond if they needed to ask me if i was okay (that was the plan at least…) but i wouldn’t really be aware of it, nor remember anything.

after the IV was inserted (after some panic), everything was blurry and all of a sudden i was half awake and very giggly. i remember i kept asking my parents “is it really done? it seriously happened?” and they kept telling me yes, the surgery was done.

… it wasn’t!

according to the surgeon, after sedation, i would not allow him to continue the surgery!! while we don’t know exactly what happened, it seems that the sedatives did the opposite of what they were supposed to do. my assumption is i was either crying, shaking, or in some way moving/fighting back and that’s why it was unsafe for him to proceed. he said that the more he gave me, the worse it got… needless to say, this reaction is INCREDIBLY concerning to me and i will be consulting my therapist and doctors as well as asking him about it when i go back to have the teeth removed.

while i wasn’t fully recovered when he broke this news, i was conscious enough to be absolutely crushed. i SOBBED. all the anticipation for nothing! i actually had to be brought out the back instead of through the waiting room because i was crying so loud.

i now will have to reschedule to have the surgery done in the hospital. this is so that an anesthesiologist can put me under and i will be completely unconscious. i hate that i’ll have to go through the preparation all over again, and block off recovery time in my schedule again, but at least i can rest easy knowing this one will be far less traumatic. (つ﹏⊂)

the icing on the cake is that my shaking left me with a horrible bruise from the IV! sighs.

luckily, i ended up being able to play dungeons and dragons that same night with my friends, which helped take my mind off the disappointment + anxiety.

today!

i had a LOVELY day, thankfully! i woke up and did a bit of pilates and yoga, then took a nice long walk. it was beautifully sunny all day! after my shower i finished up my modules for my summer class, did some cleaning, and ate outside! ໒꒰ྀི ๑ ´ ˘ ` ू ꒱ྀིა

i also FINALLY uploaded a new vlog!! admittedly, the footage is somewhat old … but i’m still happy i got it up. the more i follow through, the more it will become a consistent habit! i really enjoy vlogging and editing, but i’m still in the process of beating procrastination. this is a big win in that direction!!

if you read all that… here’s a hug for you my love! sleep well!! ♡

#snail diaries #girlblogger #girlblogging #that girl

[journiland]

9/11/2022

(Long post!)

I had a great time, and learned a lot, at the WV Beekeepers fall conference. It was also so great to see my friends from Women Beekeepers of WV. (The *best* group ever.) Since it's a virtual group, I usually only get to see everyone at the annual retreat.

Also had some great conversations with people I hadn't met yet.

I realized that because I was unpopular in high school, I'm always shocked and can't believe when people actually like me. (*I* generally like myself okay, but feel like an alien amongst humans.) A lady there paid me the greatest compliment. She heard I had a grandkid, and said, "I thought you were in your twenties! I was thinking of trying to set you up with my son!" No way I look that young, but I appreciate that she thought that well of me.

Bought myself a Women's Beekeepers of WV mug (made with WV foraged clay, apparently):

Conference included t-shirt, and got seeds at the seed swap:

My favorite booklets in our packs:

My favorite breakout group was Accessible Beekeeping. Gave me a lot of food for thought. I think there are things I can do to make taking care of my bees less difficult for me. I love my bees, but suiting up and standing in the hot sun, moving heavy boxes, wreaks havoc with the Chronic Fatigue. I barely make it through, and then come in and collapse the rest of the day. Way too often, I put it off because I can't face the exhaustion.

If you know someone who would benefit, search YouTube or a podcast player for "Accessible Beekeeping," or go to www.accessiblebeekeeping.org

(or just because it's interesting - did you know that there are blind beekeepers?)

In that light, I went to the Layens hive breakout group next. No heavy boxes to lift, but I wonder if the frames would be hard to repeatedly lift. (I have weak arms and poor stamina.) I'm leaning towards a long (horizontal) Langstroth, but insulated like a Layens.

And my best purchase....

These are quilt boxes for winter. I've been planning to make some, but they were $45 for the two, and I saved myself so many days of stress: researching, planning, buying materials, procrastinating because I'm too tired, and then feeling guilty about it - besides the actual build. I felt like a weight was off my shoulders and was so happy to have them. They were made by one of the county bee groups who make woodenware and sell at great prices - they're some of the nicest people!

Stayed at a friend's house the night in between - got to pet some adorable!

I only got about 6 hours of sleep the night before conference, and maybe 4 the night I was there - my friend's house was very comfortable, but my insomnia is bad enough without new surroundings. I was pretty much a zombie on Saturday - someone asked if I was melting, I slid so horizontal in my chair.

The drive home was rainy but uneventful. Was dead exhausted at that point, so took care of animals and was in bed within half an hour, 8pm. Didn't get out of bed until 10am (though with the insomnia I was awake off and on about half the time).

So glad I made it. 💙

#WV beekeepers fall conference

[the-fiction-witch]

Little Birdy P1

Media Lewis

Character Adam Douglas

Couple: Adam X Reader

Rating: Sweet AF

Concept ‘my Little Birdy’ 

"So… you going to explain, everything of the last like six months" Lucy asked sipping her prosecco in my dorm room 

"I guess I probably should" I laughed "I guess it's started with Aphrodite" I smiled 

I was six miles deep into the library scouring the dewey decimal system the library employed desperate for the book I needed on Aphrodite and Eros. I had to do a report on the variations of their statues though time for my understanding artist difference unit of my artist theory class so I desperately needed the book. I moved down the endless lines of books looking for the one I needed. I quickly spotted it grabbing the top of the spine but as I did someone else grabbed the bottom.

"Ohh excuse me" I said moving back

"No no I'm sorry I didn't see you there" he says I looked and it was a tall thin boy I a red patterned button down the sleeves rolled to his elbows with a plane red shirt under it, a pair of rather tight well worn blue jeans with a leather belt and tattered half broken red converses. 

We both looked and saw there was only one copy of the book on the shelf

"It appears we are at a stalemate"

"It would appear so"

"Why do you need it?"

"For the statues and dates for my artist theory class"

"That's fair that's very needed"

"What do you need it for?" 

"I have a Greek god and goddess paper for classics"

"Ummm this is troubling"

"When's yours due?"

"First period Thursday"

"Ahhh you see mines due tomorrow"

"Ohh dear"

"Yeah. So-"

"But mines sixty two percent of the unti grade"

"Damn mines only twenty" he says "but I have to use this book it's specifically on the paper print out so I have to reference it"

"It's on mine too"

"AHH… likely why there is only left left now all our classmates probably have them"

"Yeah" 

"Uhhh how about we share it? Go sit in the study room and we can both use it" he suggested

"You wouldn't mind?"

"Not at all" he smiled "I like having someone to chat to while I work anyway stops me procrastinating so much" he laughed taking the book so I happily followed him though the library to a study room which he headed into so I flipped the little in use sign on the door and headed in sitting at the table getting my space set up to work and he sat on the other side of the table setting himself up too

 "I uhh I don't even know your name"

"Ohh right yeah. Adam, Adam Douglas" he smiled offering his hand 

"Y/n y/l/n" I smiled happily giving his hand a shake 

"That's a very pretty name" he smiled giving my hand a kiss 

"Awww your sweet" I blushed before we both began our work flipping through the book each for references we needed he typed away on his laptop and I wrote away with my favorite pen 

"Artist theory you said?"

"Ummm hum had to take it as part of my sculpture course"

"I see. I guess you're one of those down in the art department throwing clay around"

"Kinda yeah" 

"You interested in Greek statues and history then?"

"I am very much, I find it fascinating the level of detail"

"Me too." He nods 

"Classic lit did you say?"

"No classics"

"Ohhh your one of those"

"Yes in one of those cunts"

"No no-'

"It's okay I get it alot."

"The shining example of the school"

"immo sumus" he chuckled

"Ummm?"

"Sorry Latin. Have to use it alot in classics" he chuckled 

"It's okay, it's cute"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah you must be very clever"

"Awww aren't you sweet" he Cooes leaning in his arm "tuum pulcherrimum" he smirked 

"What does that mean?'

"I said your very beautiful" 

"Ohhh thank you" I blushed 

"bellus tuus cum erubescis, libet cum loqui tibi latine, parum birdy" he smirked 

I had no clue what he was saying but I turned as red as a strawberry making him smirk more "venerabile" he Cooes taking my hand and giving it a kiss

"I uhhh I take it you're on the Latin debate team?"

"Oh god no. I would happily be on the team issue is its less of a Latin team and more a old boys club for wanking each other off"

"Fair enough" I nodded 

"Plus it would take up an awful lot of my time I prefer having the free time" he says 

"Understandable" I nodded as we soon finished up our work returning the book to the shelf 

"I uhh I really liked working with you" 

"I did too" 

"I wouldn't mind sharing a book with you again or even a study room"

"Me either"

"Maybe we could work together some other time?"

"I'd like that Adam"

"Could you think maybe I could get your number?"

"Really?"

"Yeah, if that's okay"

"Sure" I smiled getting a bit of my spare paper and writing my number down on it with a little heart and handing it over to him 

"Great I'll text you as soon as I get back to my dorm" he smiled taking my hand giving it a kiss "pleasure working with you y/n" he says before heading off out the library, immediately I grabbed a romance book and slightly fanned myself trying to bring down my blush.

#tbs #tbs au #tbs fanfic #thomas sangster #thomas #thomas brodie sangster #thomasbrodiesangster #thomassangster #thomas sangster imagine #thomas brodie sangster i #thomas brodie sangster imagine #thomas broide sangster imagine #thomas brodie sangster smut #thomas sangster smut #thomas sangser imagine #thomas sangster x reader #Thomas Imagine #Adam #Adam Douglas #adamdouglas

[theevangelion]

Soulmates: Chapter XIII

(Previous Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12)

At home that night, Kara felt she couldn’t make sense of it because there was no making sense of it, and so she continued with her life as though nothing had been said about the matter. It was thought of, once in a while, put away and stuffed down, but in the shower, there was too much silence.

The matter simply couldn’t be avoided.

Quietness always allowed for thought processes to procrastinate on things they shouldn’t.

“Hi,” Lena said when the phone was picked up.

“Hey babe,” Kara whispered, juggling the phone between dripping palms as she reached for a towel. “I’m sorry for calling so many times I know it’s still working hours where you are—”

“Do not apologise.” Lena was stern about it. “You do not ever apologise for reaching out, ever, especially when it’s important like this.”

“So you know?” Guilty, Kara felt a weight lift from her shoulders.

“I know.”

“How are you?” Kara did her best to keep it all ticking and steady and without symptom of her own persistent, dribbling tears.

“I'm not the best person to ask questions like that.” Lena sighed. “I'm either great, or as you once phrased it, Miss Danvers, I am...the impulsive, erraticism and paranoia that—many now feel—aptly describes my brother’s downfall into madness—”

“Lena, Jesus Christ, would you stop?” Kara's voice bit more than she meant to.

“Woah.”

“I'm sorry,” Kara didn't skip a beat, softer this time. “I am so sorry. It. It didn't feel good. The joke. I don't know, I'm a little raw. I'm sorry.”

“That's okay. You have every right to feel raw about this too, Kara, you spend virtually every day with Cat. I should have paused and registered that. I think dark humour is my..." Lena sighed and thought. "The jokes are my healthy outlet, but I understand they're not yours. I apologise.”

“Your crutch,” Kara corrected seriously, but she was smiling, and she knew Lena was smiling too. "Don't say sorry. It's been a hard day."

Lena paused.

"How are you?" The concern was palpable.

“I mean…” Kara didn’t know why she was crying. “I mean, yeah, she’s—she’s Cat Grant, you know?”

“At the end of the nuclear apocalypse it will be the cockroaches, Cher, and Cat Grant, I know, she feels indestructible and godly.” Lena talked around all the feelings Kara couldn't quite extrapolate. “But that doesn’t make it any less terrible, baby. I can be on a flight home tonight. I might not get to you until tomorrow morning, but I want to be with you. I want to be there.”

“I feel like it has no right to hit me this hard.” Kara burst into tears. “She’s…she’s awful. She’s the meanest person I know. She’s rude, and crass, and she takes pleasure in putting people down and making them feel horrible! What kind of person does that, Lena?”

“She is all of those things, yes, and somehow also the kindest and most generous person I think any of us know. How do you even make sense of that?” Lena commiserated. “She is both the best and worst for all the same reasons.”

“It’s like…” Kara inhaled and held it for a moment, unsure of why the news had possessed her with such heartbreak. “It’s like every big milestone since I’ve been here. Every good and bad moment, every time I realised just how much I was falling for you, how drawn I felt to you, how connected I felt to you, she was there.”

Strange.

Kara registered it, became aware of it, just as it all rolled and fell off her tongue.

Kara drew a gasp too big for her lungs when she felt the birthmark throb, grow hot, clearing slightly with that distinct heat on her skin.

Lena fell silent.

She fell silent because she knew too.

“Did you…” Lena sounded as though her voice was wobbling, but she coughed and cleared it away. “You just felt the thing now, right? The…birthmark thing?”

Kara kept her palm fixed to the side of her hip and didn’t dare lift it.

“Kara,” Lena whispered. “It’s alright, darling, it’s quite alright. I love you very much and I…” She hung on her pause as though trying to convince herself it was true. “I can say with some certainty that I have known true love with two great and brilliant women in my life, and how very fortunate I am for that, so if you need to put down the phone and take stock of this situation, then I’m here and I’m only ever one phone call away. There are…no bad feelings, only love, always that if nothing else.” Lena laughed sadly, crying and unable to hide it. “I’ll call you when I’m back around.”

#soulmates #soulmate au #soulmates au #soulmate mark #soulmate marks #soulmate mark au #supercorp soulmates #supercorp au #supercorp #supercorp femslash #supercorp story #supercorp fic #supercorp fanfic #kara x lena #lena x kara #cat grant #catherine grant #theevangelion

[tjsplace]

Apr 29

10 am

still so much shit to do. even though i'm going at the speed of light it feels like sometimes. blondie plays in the background. rapture. i've been so obsessed with benny that i hadn't listened to anything else since saturday, till this morning. today is monday. i'm high and i think that's a bad sign. i gotta talk to my therapist today about my anxiety skyrocketing apparently. i don't notice it a lot in my emotions, but i do take a lot of bad decisions. like not eating before a party and then drinking and smoking weed till i was so nauseous i almost threw up and then came back home at 1.30 am. that's early for me. i've been more careful with my money though. i guess. but also getting high in my room a lot. i was alone all weekend at our apartment. i missed my roomies. then one of them came back last night and we drank beers and got high. what other stupid things have i done the past week? i bought weed on wednesday, i think. or maybe it was thursday. a gram, and there's none left since yesterday afternoon. my hands are cold because i smoke cigarettes in my room. i feel so guilty about money, even though my mom said i shouldn't. but i did go to the gym twice last week, that's cool. i procrastinate a lot. but, like i said, i'm still doing a lot. just not fast enough. but i'm not supernatural. i don't have endless amounts of energy. i gotta remember that. i've been trying to write the song (golden blue) but i'm not convinced by the verse's melodies. or chord progressions in that section. i really like the chorus though. the war on drugs starts playing. thinking of a place. the song is eleven minutes long and it feels shorter. because it's that good. not a dragging moment. what do i want to do? i should rehearse. vocal exercises. shit. i'm not sure if i have the energy. i mean, i do. i know i do. but the hardest part is always starting. maybe i'll feel better but i can't move. i'm not depressed, maybe a little down. or just tired. i woke up, took a shower and washed my hair. i went out to buy cigarettes and then made sure everything was okay with our document (for a class) and sent it. we didn't have class because our teacher had a problem with the production schedule of something, i guess. what else today? is that an acceptable amount of activities to do before 10 am? or is it too little? too much? i never know. i wonder this stuff all the time. am i acceptable? i talked with my grandma the other day and she said "everyone can do whatever they want, as long as it's correct." like, morally correct i guess she meant. something that's right. and it weighed down on me because i think i think like that too. judging everything, but also being told by my roommate that i'm not judgemental at all, and she likes that about me. interesting. maybe it's because i'm too hard on myself and i don't want others to feel like that because of my words or actions towards them. i think i need to read this to my therapist. maybe that would help. i've gotten good at translating in real time. that's cool too.

10.33 am

why is it that the tarot is always so fucking right? i got current status: three of wands. reversed. resistant to change. task: the empress. reversed. creative blocks. solution: five of pentacles. reversed. all about money. i think it's pretty spot on. except i also feel like i'm working each of these. i'm trying to be more open to change. i don't know if i'm succeeding though. i'm trying to cut through the creative blocks by caring less about what others think. i'm still worried about money, and i'm trying to not feel guilty. i don't know. maybe i deserve to feel guilty. fuck.

#tj #apr #2024

[summersareknives]

hiya ess!👋

ur completely correct. fics based on taylor songs are superior theres just a certain... je ne sais quoi about them. chefs kiss.

and yes! cameron from 10 things i hate ab you! get urself a man who learns french for you and settle for nothing less.

fic rec! take a shot of holy water by pinkpalaceapartments (wolfstar dorlene & jily fleabag au)

tay time! sparks fly, style, & all you had to do was stay🌟

chatting time<3

i know. people thinking the trojan horse was real still baffles me especially since theyre in an UPPER LEVEL classics course. like how do you go through uni reading and learning about the trojan war and the fact that its a FICTIONAL POEM and not a historical account & still think its real. i mean i get it. i wish it was real too.

little women 2019 my beloved <3 forever obsessed with timmy as laurie and flo as amy.

and GOD i know americans can be just. so irritating. you can always tell when tourists are american because theyre SO LOUD! and the stonehenge comment? HUH? they baffle me sometimes.

and omg another cat named pixie! i guess all cats named pixie are just. heinous bitches. buts its okay because theyre cute<3

and ty for the percy/pansy fic rec ill add to my tbr <3 excited to read about them.

u know maybe killing remus is for the best. especially if youre marrying sirius i think that itself would do him in anyways.

the incest chronicles are def super long & honestly, the first main installment of the series is kinda bland in comparison to the prequels and sequels which makes it feel inaccessible bc you have to struggle through the first 6 big ass books but i promise its worth it. ive begged my friends to read it but they all refuse bc its just SO long and you know what. fair!

and yes i recommend reading the book first. i watch the movie only so i can stare at ben barnes and go "hey it's sirius" every 2 mins.

drunk procrastinators!! my bff: dont you have a paper due tomorrow? me, half a bottle of wine down & definitely has a paper due tomorrow: no

omg the scene for the quaffle & the snitch??? best believe i Will be reading.

apple turnovers for breakfast sounds so good. now im craving one.

and 4 tubs of butter?? hey i mean the drunk heart wants what it wants.

PLUTO<3 when was younger & learned that pluto was classified as a dwarf planet and not a planet i actually cried. she doesnt deserve that💔

im glad you at least got pizza out that situation. pizza can help ease the pain of any mortifying embarrassment.

and dancing in the kitchen with wine & jazz? so real. thats like, peak humanity.

yes poutine is SO good. i wont take any slander from americans who eat jello salad (to be fair i think they sell that in canada too</3... i really dont think its popular here thank god)

barty as a ravenclaw is so important to me especially when pandora is a ravenclaw too. my fav lil chaos gremlins who are also honorary slytherins❤️

omg a pink car slay. my bff had a baby blue beetle for a while and it was PERFECt well until it literally broke cause it was so old BUT being a passenger princess / dj / gps in a cute car is always the dream.

& ill watch the apprentice! hyde guy and kim kardashian lady are enough for me so i will .

platonic soulmates <3 liv (my best friend) once said she'd drop everything to take me to a mental institution if she had to (SHE DIDNT HAVE TO I WAS JUST GOING THROUGH IT!!! she did mildly threaten me though. with love ofc<3) id die for her but id also live for her.

YES GEOGUESSR! its so addicting and just really fun and educational ig. like. now i know what the rest of the world looks like! yay! & if ur shoelaces were knotted id gladly untie them for u❤️

v sorry to hear about victoria, she doesnt deserve u !!

and the guy who came out as gay? still kinda funny like. he liked me on & off for 5 YEARS only to realize he didnt actually like girls. like was i a part of that realization?? i have so many questions.

apollo & artemis!! i love them so very much. my fav siblings❤️

fancasts! andrew & ben are great, also dont like dane as peter. YOUR JAMES? i love him. very good fancast. atj & reiky are great too but i also love thomas weatherall as malakai from heartbreak high (he oozes james energy and has like. idk how to describe it but a very "james potter" smile - example here)

and omg we have the same evan and barty fancasts. hugh as evan will forever be perfect to me. hes just So Evan. maxence as barty is also just perfect i love him. elle fanning as pandora & lewis as peter>>> also annalise basso as lily. she showed up in an episode of new girl i was watching and i was like "LILY??" i also love beabadoobee as marlene. but TIMMY AS REG. hes PERFECT. no one will ever be more regulus than timmy. love that he is the one fancast everyone can agree on. also movie reg?? WHO IS THAT MAN?? I DONT KNOW HIM!!

and omg a gryffindor!! lucky. i always wanted to be a gryffindor when i was a kid but im a slytherin</3 not complaining tho. i love my fellow snakes.

orpheus and eurydice kill me ON GOD. getting the chance to save the one you love but that very love being your downfall💔💔

a soldier! i think soldier is the rarest one so thats very cool. or maybe its poet idk. i wanted to be a poet so bad but i got king. (aka eldest daughter syndrome) heavy is the head that wears the crown ig.

phone, purse, bingo tickets, notebook & headphones = essentials for sure. i wont be caught DEAD without my headphones (and phone cause i need that for music ofc) because i have to have music in my ears 24/7 or ill die.

an athena kid! theyre the coolest and i always wanted to be an athena kid. whenever i take the quiz i get either hades or athena so thats cool ig. raising the dead could be kinda fun! i already kinda dress like nico di angelo so that works for me im just missing my embodiment-of-sunshine child-of-apollo partner </3

your top 5 albums>>. tay NEVER MISSES!!

and yes soulmates! i read too much to not believe in them fr.

answering qs!

top 5 albums: (in no particular order except no.1)

the rise and fall of ziggy stardust and the spiders from mars by bowie FOREVER my number 1. i love that album more than anything in this world.

hs1 by harry styles

am by arctic monkeys

chip chrome and the mono tones by the neighbourhood

electric warrior by t.rex

(honourable mentions because im indecisive and would put these in top 5 if i could: folklore by tay, hozier by hozier, disintegration by the cure, led zeppelin iv by led zeppelin, & the dark side of the moon by pink floyd. (theres my top 10 then ig!!))

2. slytherin! like i said above i wanted to be a gryffindor so bad so i figured out which questions gave u which results and only answered the gryffindor ones (denial is a river in egypt girl....) but i decided i couldnt lie anymore and embraced my slytherin-ness.

3. erudite! ofc i always wanted to be dauntless cause theyre cool and tatted out and wear black but ig i value knowledge and shit more </3

4. this is def morbid but in ancient rome, where slavery was very much present, slaves had to wear collars (like. dog collars. so fucked up) and if a slave ran away, you could hire fugitivarii which were slave hunters. like basically bounty hunters. slaves were a huge part of roman economy and very important so obviously people didnt want them to leave but man its fucked up. anyway!

5. king! like i said before i wanted poet so bad but got king which broke my heart but yeah. i saw someone on tiktok say that kings are poets who are bound to duty . still trying to figure out what my duty is cause its definitely not reading fanfic and sitting on tumblr for several hours.

6. silver! i love gold jewelry sm but im super fucking pale and it looks bad on me so i prefer silver . i do wear gold sometimes but silver goes with any outfit so.

7. this is such a hard question cause i love them both but i think tay. shes just got so much variety for any mood so she wins. lana does too but her vibes are just different so.

8. CRUEL SUMMER VS DONT BLAME ME??? another brutal question ess youre killing me. theyre totally tied in my heart but for the sake of picking i think...im gonna have to go with dont blame me. i think the vibe of love making you crazy just fits me more. cause like yeah ill go crazy. but cruel summer my beloved you will ALWAY BE FAMOUS!!

9. my tears ricochet vs the great war.. AHHHHHH. i think my tears ricochet. i associate the great war with crimson rivers too much that i cant listen to it without losing it.

10. i love candles sm this is so hard. in the winter i love christmas tree/pine scents theyre so nice. but in the summer i have a lilac scented one that i burn and its lovely. but i also have one named after Rome that smells like fresh cut flowers thats so nice too. (rome did Not smell like fresh cut flowers when i visited, quite the opposite actually but i can pretend<3)

11. SLOW WALKERS! im a really fast walker and if people are in my way i get so frustrated. girl move i have places to be!!!!

12. kind of anything makes me laugh. dry humour and sarcasm especially but will laugh at anything especially if its dumb as hell

13. i do! its isabella which is very bland but what can you do.

14. i dont think ive ever heard anyone say hoser over here, maybe its an old person thing. but they do say eh! moreso in eastern canada. i have family over there and a lot of them say it. you dont hear it a lot on the west coast.

qs for u!

fav random marauders headcanons?

fav season?

fav subjects in school?

if u could visit one fictional world which would it be?

do u collect anything?

cardigan vs mirrorball

divergent faction?

if u were a mythological creature what would u be? (like vampire, werewolf, etc)

if u could live in any time period, which one would u pick?

whats your ideal first date?

do u play any sports?

board games vs video games? (or neither lol)

if u like art, whats your fav painting/work of art? or artist?

thats all for now! ill try not to die in the war. might be hard cause my eyesight is horrible and wearing glasses in a war seems impractical & i dont think they had contact lenses back during the wartimes. natural selection i suppose.

-bee

bee bee bee <3333

YES. Chef’s kiss honestly. I’m going to do one of those one day. Just you wait.

Man who learns French for you >>> (imagining james taking his duolingo lessons for Regulus)

A FLEABAG AU ??? WITH WOLFSTAR DORLENE & JILY ???? on god this is perfect already i love u for hitting all the right buttons on this rec.

tay tay -

spark fly - JEGULUS - ‘move like a full on rainstorm’ = regulus . Regulus is a rainstorm , wholly and fully. ‘kiss me on the sidewalk , take away the pain’ = reg’s thoughts , when he’s always in pain and only james can heal him 💔💔💔. ‘something to haunt me when you’re not around’ the sheer memory of regulus would haunt james , just like cathy haunts heathcliff.

style- JILY- this could go for literally so many ships. like wolfstar , jily , anything. I chose jily , simply because i feel that just like the hook , james and lily never go out of style. and also lily would ask him about reg , and he would tell her the whole truth & nothing but the truth. in a muggle au i totally see them as on and off and on and off until they’re finally on again and this time it sticks forever.

all you had to do was stay - JEGULUS - now, it’s probably pretty obvious. but this song to me is reg singing away after james breaks up with him.and him wishing the fact that he loved james would be enough. and feeling like ‘he had me in the palm of his hand’ and being all ‘mf crushed me by making a fist god damn.’

CHATTING <33333

the dumbness of people surprises me sometimes. IT’S A FUCKING POEM DUDE. (i wish it was real too. if it was i think I’d genuinely be like ‘how were they so dumb’ for ages )

TIMMY AND FLO 5EVER

it’s the noise , the accent and the camera for me. it’s genuinely so fucking annoying, why are you destroying such a beautiful place with your fucking flashes and noises ????

pixie is indeed a heinous bitch , and we hate each other but I lover her , really. she a real one for telling it like it is.

(it's actually surprisingly good ! it's one of my new favourite rare pairs along with Blaise/Luna (which I've only read in Isolation & Temptation on the Warfront , but loved anyways !!! ) ( recommend both of those fics btw !!!! I love them vv much !!!)

yes , unfortunately , to marry mr Sirius Black , I shall have to kill remus lupin , because he might die of heartbreak anyways.

u know what , once my mocks are over , I might take a crack at the incest series. they seem interesting , and as long as there's no incest , I'm happy to try it out !

book before the movie 5EVER. (also yes , to me at least , there's something very SIRIUS about ben barnes in dorian grey. that just IS Sirius , yk?)

drunk procrastinators for the win !!!! me , because I handed in my paper 8 minutes before the deadline , but at least I handed it in !!!!

YESSSS I AM VERY EXCITED TO WRITE THAT STORY !!!! I will be on it as soon as doa stops kicking my arse.

apple turnovers are bae - cheap and tasty , all in one <333

No but it was LURPAK. that's the kinda butter the queen (rip bae , I meant the king) would use. and also seven sticks of Toblerone , but that's worth it . Toblerone is also bae . all chocolate is bae.

PLUTO IS FAMILY. NO FAMILY IS LEFT BEHIND . I LOVE PLUTO. I PROTECT HER.

time heals all wounds ?? pswah , nah. PIZZA heals all wounds !!!

it is very much peak humanity. especially because he's taller than me , but I did keep stepping on his toes. don't think he minded too much , but honestly it was such a peaceful evening. like that was THE moment , yk ???

that's it , I shall be finding a food truck and trying poutine. (not jello salad , though. that's a crime against humanity , and whoever made that should be arrested for their crimes)

(Barty and pandora as Ravenclaws slay , but them as Slytherins also SLAY. just slaying all around.)

PINK AND BLUE CARS FOR THE WIN !!!!! lu has a black car , but it has seat warmers , so that kinda makes up for it. and passenger princesses for the win !!!! lu is the driver , and will always be the driver. I shall never learn how to drive , as long as I have him. but sometimes as a joke , I'll leave penny coins as a 'tip'. I think I'm really funny for that.

yes u must. Hyde guy is rlly hiding . like , you'll see what I mean when you see him. when you watch it , do come and tell me how you liked it !!!

platonic soulmates have my HEART. like lu has walked through aa fuckinbg rainfall to bring me a fucking turnover. and he was going to go home too??? like bro , no ???? but he wouldn't come inside , because he was wet and he didn't want to wet the floor too , so I came out and walked back to his house with him. things like that keep my faith in humanity (if he was gone , I think I'd be gone too. he is THE reason.) making me emotional and shit now. (and god damn , 'I'd die for her but also live for her' that's so cute ?? and also I so get that !!!! LIV AND LU FOR THE WIN !!! it's the L names I swear , some spice in them.

I'm actually replying to you after my first game of geoguessr , which I totally flunked , btw. I guessed Wales and the answer was fucking Spain. idk how that happens , but alright. (bro ?? making me blush and shit that's so sweet . I'd buy u an apple turnover :))) )

yes Victoria does not deserve me. I need some nice dude/dudette to do right by me.

nah imagine being someone's reverse realisation ?? like 'I kissed u and then I was gay' like bro u got some sort of power ??/ (and also I agree. very suspicious. I too have questions)

I love Apollo and Artemis too !! (them in rick riordan's books >>>)

Andrew and ben have my heart and soul I just love them a lot. ( dane isn't right , obviously , and lewis is my Peter. he just matches , yk ??) IK I LOVE MY JAMES TOO , HE'S SO PRETTY AND HE'S SO JAMES HONESTLY . (dw I don't comment that , I would never disturb him with that) atj is good for edits , as is reiky sometimes !! (sometimes people use him as desi James though , which - he's not. so I do wish they'd stop , or just say 'Somali James' !) and the smile ??/ on god , that's so jamessss. ( which brings me back to ben barnes. it's something about the way he smiles. very sirius.)

Hugh is honestly winning I love him. maxence too , but Hugh is just EVAN. (to me , at least.) and I so agree , Elle & Lewis >> . love them. TIMMY TIM AS REGGIE REG. LOVE HIM A LOT. MY FAVOURITE. (also movie reg ?? I think not.)

YES GRYFFINDOR. IT'S BECAUSE OF MY BRAVERY AND I LOVE LIONS. jk , but I love the marauders and the trio , so I'm glad to be a Gryffindor. and as u should , your fellow snakes are amazing ( most of them)

ORPHEUS AND EURYDICE !!! ORPHEUS AND EURYDICE !! LOVE BEING YOUR DOWFALL!! YOUR TRAGIC FLAW !! if u must die , let love be the reason why.

at least soldier is rare. I would've rather been the king , because I want to rule shit , not die on the battlefield. (I think every king on my fyp wanted to be a poet. literally every one. so u are one with the masses.)

MUSIC IN MY HEAD 24/7 OR I'LL DIE . so real of u , I'm listening to work song rn, and humming along with it.

Athena kids are awesome , wise n shit. as are hades kids , u guys could raise the dead. I'm going to make lu do the quiz , because he has the blonde hair n the blue eyes , so Apollo kid right there , isn't it?? let's see what he gets !!!

TAY NEVER MISSES !!! TAY IS A GODESSS !!!!!!

reviewing your q's.

ur top five albums are STELLAR. bowie on top as he should be , love him so much . HS1 altered my brain chemicals , but AMMMMMMMMM AMMMMMM . am has changed the course of my life , istg. (knee socks came up on my playlist literally right now. and lu is literally wearing his blue Lacoste top , too . this is freaky.) I've not actually heard the rest , so I gotta give them a listen. (and yes folklore and hozier >>>>> love them so so much they're so dear to me .)

SLYTHERIN SLYTHERIN. SSSSSS AND THAT. (that is also what I did , but I actually got Gryffindor , so to everyone , I am a Gryffindor. and I am one.)

ERUDITE YESSSSS. miss bee smartypants. man that's some barbaric shit , honestly.

kings that sit on Tumblr for several hours and read fic are the only ones that should exist. u are a king.

I LOVER SILVER JEWELLERY TOO. I'm wearing both atm , so it might not make sense , but I have gold and silver (prefer gold because expensive and I like expensive things. jk , if someone I love gave me silver , or even PAPER jewellery , I'd keep it forever. still have Lu's pasta necklace from when we were in year 2.)

tay does win. for me too. she just has that range , you know ??? (Lana is still mothering tho. love her.)

I am killing u . u r dead. CRUEL SUMMER FITS ME MORE !!!! I'LL TAKE CS , U TAKE DBM , AND IT'S ALL FAIR!!!

the Great War with cr ??? now I'm scared to read it ?? (my tears ricochet is my favourite song ever. like ever ever , so I agree with this opinion. I love the Great War too , though.)

lilac candles sound so nice oh my god ??? my favourite scent is the fresh cut roses one , I just rlly love that smell. (it smelt like piss , didn't it ?? just tell me now .)

slow walkers fuckin suck . my pet peeve is year sevens. always blocking the halls , the little bitches. (bless their souls , but goddamn , talk to your friends later , u silly.)

ahh Isabella . classic, I myself , have two middle names , and my mum picked one , and my dad picked the other, it's some flowery shit I swear. especially because they're from different countries , so yk. ah damn I was hoping u would be saying hoser. at least u say eh .

question time !!! -

hmmm. hmmm. I think it's gotta be that remus sat in that carriage on the way to Hogwarts in pot because the marauders always used to sit there , and to sit somewhere else would be blasphemy. also that for a second when he saw that harry had fainted , he thought it was James. heart broke.

winter. I'm a winter baby , and xmas is in winter , so it wins all around.

chemistry ! it slaps my arse , but I prefer it over the other two subjects.

Hogwarts !!! I want a magical wand too !!!

YES. I COLLECT FIFTY PENCE COINS , AND SOMETIMES THEY DON'T HAVE THE USUAL BACK , THEY HAVE SOMETHING DIFFERENT. I HAVE AT LEAST 30£ OF THEM. three of them are from lu , because he knows to give them to me. I will attach a picture of them to my next ask. (I have a Florence nightingale 2£ coin too)

CARDIGAN !!! sorry but stars around my scars > trapeze.

erudite !! just like u. makes sense because I strive for academic validation all the time. going to a grammar school really changed me dude, really really did.

I'm going to go for unicorn. because they're pretty and they can grant wishes n I love them. (sorry remus I love u too.)

if racism n sexism didn't exist , then probably the fifties. I love them , the vibe is really cool. the style , too. my second choice is the roman era , because again , that era seems special ! (and obvious as greek kids , we gotta say greek era. just need to experience it for myself , yk???)

MY IDEAL FIRST DATE !!! pick me up at my door in a nice suit/dress and give me flowers (my fave ones ) , drive me to the restaurant (French or Italian pls) and then the cinema. we watch the movie , then we go to the bookshop , and they say 'buy anything. anything' and then on the way home , they park their car , and we go on a walk and talk about life , for ages and ages , and then we buy stuff from the bakery (they know I like apple turnovers) and then kiss under the stars. if someone does this for me , I'll marry them

no unfortunately. I tried out for netball in year seven , got rejected , took it as a personal attack , and therefore just watch lu play his hockey and football from the stands. that's the extent of my sportsmanship.

BOARD GAMES. Friday is actually board game night for me and lu. busting out the monopoly board means we r no longer best friends for some time. we r enemies.

I do love art !! actually going to the Tate modern on Saturday with lu !! my favourite piece of art is 'cafe terrace at night' . I love it so much it's so special to me I love it. can imagine walking there , hand in hand with my date I love it. (might go there for my grad trip. maybe.

q's for u -

ur ideal first date ?

rep vs lover ?

hozier vs am?

do u play sports ? (pls tell me u play hockey )

favourite board game ?

take me to church vs work song ?

fave season ?

fave food ?

fave marauder hc ?

one ship u hate (hp) ?

your patronus ?

your favourite piece of art ?

ginny or luna ?

favourite restaurant ?

favourite beverage ?

[ beeeeee don't be too long I will miss u too much. I love u. (also glasses?? same ). be safe , king.]

#ess waters a plant #bee <33 #ess's marauders x ts crossover