#so yes feel free to send follow up questions or whatever but I’m not going to debate any of this with anyone

[housewifebuck]

Do you have any unpopular and/or strong opinions about car care? Products people get or don’t when they should?

I’m in the freaking out about getting a cat soon stage lol

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hiiii<3 congratulations you have pressed my special interest button! I have extremely strong opinions on proper cat care from the perspective of a rescuer since every day I am faced with cleaning up the messes of people who do NOT take care of their cats properly. I am putting everything under the cut since this will include mentions of animal abuse/neglect etc. And also it’s going to be very long I fear.

First and foremost as I’m sure you will soon be able to tell animal welfare is something I am very very passionate about. Rescue work is my entire life. These are all things I have had to repeat over and over to people who just don’t care/don’t get it and so if some of it sounds aggressive that is NOT directed at you (Michal) 😭 I’m talking to the royal you here since this is advice for everybody.

the most important thing in the world is to make sure your cat is FIXED. if she is coming from a rescue she likely already is, but if shes not, make sure you have an appointment set up to get it + rabies and FVRCP vaccines done asap (I also recommend getting the feline leukemia vaccine, which is not usually done in house by rescues). I would even make the appointment now if you know when you are bringing her home. on top of preventing countless health issues down the road, it will also keep her from reproducing if she ever accidentally gets outside. not only is that awful for the mom cat but we already have enough homeless kittens out there tyvm. PS this is just as important for male cats.

speaking of which, do not let your pet cat free roam outside*. Ever. here is a handy article outlining just a few of the many many reason why it is a terrible and irresponsible thing to do. I dont care if you think you live in a low risk area, or if your cat seems to want to get outside, or if you've had outdoor cats before with no issue. I have had to scrape countless dead cats out of the roadway after being hit by cars because their owners let them outside. Rat poison (very commonly found around peoples houses and in trash cans), if ingested, will literally cause an animal to exsanguinate and die in agony. Other stray cats in the area could be carrying FIV/FeLV or worse. If any of your neighbors grow lilies and your cat brushes against one and licks the pollen from their fur, they will die. There’s just so many reasons to keep your cats indoors I could go on about this forever. if you absolutely must take your cat outside either leash train them (properly, dont just take them out on a leash for the first time and expect them to be okay with it) or get a kitty stroller. But there are PLENTY of ways to keep your cat enriched and entertained indoors. Cat trees, shelves, bird feeders outside, interactive toys, treat dispensers, just to name a few. Go on chewy.com and just browse. They have an excellent selection and great customer service. Another alternative is building a catio! Just make sure your cat receives regular flea/tick treatment year round.

avoid the hell out of those backpack carriers with the clear plastic windows. those are terrifying for cats to be in they feel completely exposed and the ventilation is shit. get a proper hard sided (plastic) carrier. I recommend one with two doors (one on the front and one on top, otherwise known as a top loading carrier). When you travel outside or in the car be sure to cover the carrier with a towel or blanket. This calms them down a lot. The reasons I recommend against soft/mesh carriers are: they are impossible to clean or sanitize if your cat has an accident (very common in the car) or contracts an infectious disease, they provide no protection in the event of being dropped or if you are in a car accident or if you run into a cat-aggressive dog in the vet waiting room, and especially anxious cats can and will fight their way out of them and having a terrified cat loose in your car on your way to the vet is extremely dangerous for both of you.

Expect your new cat to be scared and shy for a few days-to-weeks, minimum. This isn’t always the case, but it is more often than not. I have had so many cats returned for not being friendly enough right away because adopters were too impatient to wait. It takes cats time to decompress in a new environment. I recommend keeping your new cat in a separate room like a bathroom or small bedroom for the first few days so a) it is less overwhelming and b) once you allow them access to the rest of the house, that room will be their “safe space” to retreat to. Also normal when a cat has experienced an environmental shift are: mild vomiting and/or diarrhea (I recommend keeping the cat on whatever diet they have been fed previously and doing a slow transition to your food of choice, + add in probiotics. Proviable and Fortiflora are two brands I like, both available on chewy), hiding in one place for the first 24ish hours, and occasionally stress induced urinary issues such as UTIs. To best avoid the latter make sure their litter box is somewhere they can get to easily without encountering any human or animal traffic. But don’t put it next to their food/water obviously.

And speaking of food/water! Cats tend not to like their food to be right next to their water. I recommend placing the dishes a few feet away at least if not in separate areas of the room. Also, cats by nature do not drink enough water usually so some amount of wet food in their diet is pretty important, and water fountains/bubblers also help get them to drink more. Chronic dehydration can cause urinary issues and more. Dry food is better for their teeth but higher in carbs and a dry-only diet often leads to an overweight cat, and wet food can cause plaque buildup faster but has a much higher moisture content. A balance of both is ideal. Avoid raw diets as well as these food brands: Hartz**, kit & caboodle, meow mix, friskies.

If you keep houseplants, be very very careful. Cats are curious and love to chew on anything that smells like nature and will go out of their way to do so, but a LOT of common houseplants are toxic to cats (for example, every part of the Lily flower, if ingested and not treated immediately, will kill your cat within a day). The ASPCA has a database online to search for plants and see if they are toxic or not.

The rule of thumb with litter boxes is 1 per cat +1. So if you have one cat, you need a minimum of 2 litter boxes, preferably in separate rooms of the house. Corners and secluded areas with little foot traffic are ideal. Make sure the box is the length of your cat standing up + about 6 inches for ideal comfort. Avoid “lightweight” litter; it’s super dusty and very fine and can irritate both your lungs and your cat’s lungs.

Stay on top of your annual vet exams. Even if your cat seems perfectly healthy it’s better safe than sorry, and having a good rapport with your veterinarian makes it much easier to deal with them in the event of an emergency. And on that topic, make sure you know where your local ER vets are + their hours and phone numbers. Cats are tough and resilient but they are also fragile and stupid.

*obviously different rules may apply if your cat is feral or semi feral and cannot live happily indoors. It is not typically a good idea to try and force a feral/working cat to be strictly indoors before they’re ready. But a regular domestic pet cat does not ever “need” to be outside, nor is it cruel to keep them in. This doesn’t always stop them from being interested though, so be careful around doors until you know how your cat will behave around them.

**while the other brands are just low in nutrients, high in filler byproducts, and just overall not super healthy, Hartz brand products (especially their flea and tick medication and shampoos) have been known to straight up kill peoples pets. Like, a LOT. I have seen this happen countless times. Everyone I know who’s ever used a Hartz product has a horror story about it. Do not ask me how they’re still in fucking business.

Honestly that’s all I can think of off the top of my head but I’m sure I’m forgetting some stuff. If you have any specific questions you can hit me up, I don’t mind! Part of my job as a rescuer is educating the public so this is information I am very happy to share. Congrats on your new kitty and good luck!!!!

#catposting #I know some people are gonna disagree with some of this and I honestly don’t care #you cannot even imagine the things I have seen as a rescuer and so many of those horrors could have been prevented by people following #this advice #so yes feel free to send follow up questions or whatever but I’m not going to debate any of this with anyone #asks #office hours

[runningfrom2am]

Hi, how’s your day been going? Hoping it was amazing. I just saw your post about needing inspo for Coriolanus fics! I’m not sure if you are taking requests but if you are Could you maybe do a touch-starved Coryo fic? Something fluffy/angsty where Coryo can finally fulfill those needs and be himself and vulnerable with the reader. Thanks!

as long as you need me - c.s

pairing: coryo x fem!reader

wc: 1.7k

tags/warnings: fluff, hurt/comfort, he just needs you and you just want to help.

requests (currently closed- feel free to send whatever but it will be a while before I get to them!)

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a/n: ahhh thank you for sending this in! it was so fun to write like stopppp i just want to give him a hug omg. also thought i'd post this to hold y'all off until i post the next part of LTPF. anyway, enjoy!

You had a very stable grasp of the limits of your relationship. What was appropriate, and what was not. You were quite shy, and Coryo always carried himself with a high level of decorum. You would eat together at lunch, and he would walk you home most days. The weekends, your study dates, were always your favourite. He was significantly more relaxed, but you could still tell he was just a little tightly wound. By now, you've just learned that's who he is. Not overly affectionate, but he cares for you and you care for him. 

"I can't stay late today, I'm sorry." You said, genuinely feeling bad for having to turn down the request. In your junior year, you started tutoring for younger grades at the academy and it is something you thoroughly enjoyed.

"I have a test tomorrow! Why can't you stay? Just for a few minutes- I just have a couple of questions." The first year, Aelia whined.

"My boyfriend is supposed to walk me home and he has a tight schedule, but I'll tell you what, I can meet you in the library in the morning before class. That way it will still be fresh in your mind, yeah?" You grinned, and she seemed satisfied as you agreed on a time, not knowing that a few of the girls in your grade were listening in.

"Y/N," Clemensia decided to approach you as Aelia walked off, Arachne and Livia following close behind. "Did I catch you telling someone that you have a boyfriend? Did I hear that right?"

"Oh, well, yes." You answered sheepishly, gathering your things to put in your bag before your next class.

"Really?" Livia chimed in, and you just nodded. "Okay, well, spill. Who is it? Do I know him?"

"Um..." You looked around, deciding what to say. You weren't necessarily keeping it a secret, but you just hadn't felt the need to tell anyone you went to school with. "It's Coriolanus. Snow." You cleared your throat, unsure why you even added his last name. It's not like the name Coriolanus was abundantly common.

"Shut up." Clemensia laughed slightly, eyes widening at you. "You're joking, right?"

"No... We've been together for almost seven months now."

"I just... wow. We had no idea. Seven months! I feel like I've never seen the two of you get closer than two feet apart." You weren't sure whether to interpret this response as teasing or genuine shock- so you just gave them an awkward smile and a small nod before walking away.

At the time, you had never considered how your lack of affection in public could be confusing to people- not that it mattered. Rumors had spread quickly after that, which was to be expected when Livia and Arachne were involved. However, PDA just wasn't your thing. General displays of affection weren't really your thing, either. Both of you always had a lot going on, and having been together for almost a year by now, you knew that you loved him and he loved you. You didn't have to prove it to each other or to anyone, there was no pressure for anything to change. On your end, anyway.

Coryo, on the other hand, was feeling something shift. Leading up to the reaping and more importantly, to the prize. You both were in the running, being in the top twenty-four of your class, and you had no doubt that Coryo was a shoo-in, but you didn't know how extremely anxious it was making him. The now constant thrumming of his heartbeat in his chest and his shaky hands were always less around you, and he can only dream of how much better it would be if he could just hold you.

These days, he'd wake up expecting you in his arms due to a particularly calming dream only to be disappointed. He respected you a great amount and wouldn't want to push your boundaries, however unspoken. Still, he wasn't sure how much longer he could go about his day-to-day without testing his theory that holding you could cure his fears, or at least let him forget about them for only a moment. He would happily take just a second of peace.

Coriolanus usually greeted you outside of your unshared classes, seeing that you tended to stay a few minutes late to ask questions or polish off your notes. He couldn't wait to see you, he needed to.

"Coryo." You smile, walking out of your lecture hall to see him waiting.

"Hi, Love. How was class?" Your boyfriend greets you, joining you on your walk towards the exit of the school.

"It was good. Though, I find the topic of the rebellion kind of redundant at this point." You say, books tucked against your chest under folded arms. "Is it not too soon to discuss it in a history class? I mean, I literally remember what it was like to live in a bomb shelter."

Your joke seemingly lands on deaf ears as he just hums, placing a hand on your lower back to guide you out of the building. This wasn't totally unusual, but with the way he was pushing you, albeit gently, was telling you that something was wrong.

"Is everything okay?" You ask him, looking up at the boy next to you as you reach the bottom of the academy's front steps.

"Fine." Coryo nods, attempting a reassuring smile that he isn't aware falls short.

"Okay, well... If you want to talk about anything, I'm here for you, you know. Always."

"I know. Thank you, Love." He drops his hand from your back to hold your free one, turning in the direction of your apartment.

The next afternoon, you're in the same class, one of the rare ones you don't share with Coryo, taking down notes from the lecture when there's a knock on the door, followed by it creaking open. You pay no mind, taking the opportunity to catch up on everything written on the board.

"May I borrow Y/N, please?" Your boyfriend's voice is scratchy and shakey in a way unfamiliar sounding to you, making your head snap up. You'd never seen him cry before. "Only for a moment."

Your teacher dismisses you, likely on account of your and Coriolanus's mutually spotless records and his red-rimmed eyes. Clearly, you were needed urgently. You leave your bag and your books, ignoring the whistles and heckling of some of your classmates as you rush to the door.

Coryo had reached his breaking point. He was writing his third paper of the week, unable to focus on that and get his mind off of how unlikely it was he would get the prize if the Dean had any say. Sitting in the library, the world had started turning around him. People were talking, laughing, even, and he couldn't take it anymore. The floodgates opened and he had rushed out of the room. He couldn't go home, his attendance would be affected and he'd be throwing away the prize most definitely. He had nowhere to go, except for to you.

You close the door behind yourself, thankful that the hallway is completely deserted during class time. "Hey, what's going on?" You ask, and before you can get a good look at him he's pulling you into a crushing hug, shaking around you.

You're shocked for a moment, pulling yourself out of your head to hug him back. Whatever is bothering him must be bad. He'd hugged you before, but never like this. "Hey, it's okay..." You whisper, rubbing his back. "Let's go outside for a second, yeah? Get some air?" You offer, gently prying yourself from his grasp to look at him.

Coryo can't speak, overtaken completely by the tears flowing down his cheeks and the anxiety flooding every inch of his body. He feels like he could be sick, all he knew that he needed was you. He just nods, trying to regain his composure, if only for the couple of minutes it takes to get outside.

"Okay. Let's go." You smile, trying not to show how worried you are as you wrap an arm around his back, still holding him close to you as if he has a broken ankle and you have to carry him. So far, his theory was proving to be correct. Just having you at his side was calming to him, and mentally he's cursing himself for not voicing his fears to you before they broke him.

As soon as the door of the rarely used back exit to the school is closed, he's essentially collapsing onto the ground, tucking his knees up to his chest and crying into his hands. You're quick to join him, draping an arm over his back and trying to grab one of his hands to hold. Your brow is knit with worry, rubbing his shoulder as he allows you to take one of his shaking hands. "Coryo..." You say softly, trying to get him to look at you but he won't. "What's happening? Talk to me, you can trust me. I just want to help."

He sniffles, looking up at you. "What is it?" You ask again, hoping to prompt any kind of information out of him. When he doesn't answer, you curve your approach to yes or no questions, hopefully, to make it easier on him. "Is someone hurt? Is it Grandma'am? Did something happen?"

He shakes his head slightly with every question, once again avoiding your eyes as he looks down at the ground, occasionally trying to cough out the knot in his throat.

"...Do you want to talk? Or do you just need a hug?" You realize, leaning in so he would look at you again.

He pulls you closer, wrapping both his arms around you awkwardly due to the way you are both sitting. "Just need you here." He mumbles, hardly audible as he buries his face in your shoulder and neck.

Relieved to hear his voice again, you place a hand on his hair and on his back, holding him tight. "I'm here, Coryo. As long as you need me."

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[fleursblogs]

STOP OVER COMPLICATING THE VOID.

If you’re reading this I’m sure you’ve read MANY posts like this before. You probably already know whatever ‘methods’ there are to enter the void state, how it feels to enter it and have also probably read the many success stories posted by people who have successfully entered the void state and are living their dream life right now.

But is all of this really helping you?

If you’re familiar with all of what I just said, then perhaps you’ve come across the term ‘over-consuming’ information about the void. As a beginner, when I first came across this term I was insanely confused. Isn’t the whole point of this community to share information about the void state? If so, then how do you ‘over-consume’ information? Isn’t learning more about the void state a good thing?

These questions plagued me during my journey and I was worried whether I was over-consuming information about the void or not.

Firstly,

I want to say that learning more about the void is a GOOD THING!

It is TOTALLY OKAY to do your own research and try to find out more about the void state to have a better understanding of it. When you do your own research about the void state, that doesn’t mean that you’re ‘over-consuming’ information about it. When you do your own research then you can come to conclusions about the void yourself rather than blindly following whatever a post tells you. You can form your own connections and opinions about the void, and can even satisfy your logical brain to totally believe that the void state is REAL.

The actual PROBLEM arises when you come across posts that can totally change your perspective on the void in a negative way. How I understand it is, ‘over-consuming’ information about the void makes you develop doubts that can make you feel unmotivated and negative. It makes you think that you need to do much more than you actually need to enter the void. It makes you rely on different ‘methods’ to enter simply a state of pure consciousness.

It makes you think, “okay if I do this meditation and affirm a million times and eat this chili pepper while reciting a 10 page poem about entering the void, and do this every night and every morning then I’ll enter the void!” (A bit of an extreme example but you get it) This type of thinking is going to make you end up in the totally wrong direction.

When you think of entering the void like that, then it limits you. It limits you into thinking that without doing all of your fancy methods you have no chance of entering the void, which is COMPLETELY FALSE. Yes, you can enter the void without any method. Yes, you can enter the void without using subliminals. Yes, you can enter the void without meditations, or frequencies or brown noise etc etc.

I’m not telling you to not put effort AT ALL. It’s perfectly fine to want to do meditations or use subliminals etc etc to get yourself ready to enter the void state. It only becomes a problem when you start believing that doing your ‘method’ is the ONLY WAY you can enter the void. When you start believing that you can’t enter the void unless you do a specific thing, then THAT is a problem.

RECOGNIZE YOUR POWER. Stop limiting yourself and relying on methods and other things to enter the void. If affirmations make you feel more motivated then use them! If you believe in subliminals then use them as well! If you like using meditation to ease yourself into the void then do meditation! Just don’t slip into the belief of relying on these things to enter the void. You are whole without them, you are just as powerful without them.

I really hope this post helped and PLEASE for the love of the universe STOP LIMITING YOURSELF !! I hope I explained all of this well enough, but if not feel free to send me an ask or send me any questions you have in my DMs !! (I AM NOT A COACH IM JUST A PERSON WHO LOVES THIS COMMUNITY OKAY BYEEEE)

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[angstywaifu]

Just One Date - Garrick Tavis x Reader One Shot

So this one came into my asks and I knew I had to do this one first. Thank you for the anonymous that sent this in with some other amazing ideas. I'd say I am sorry for picking Garrick first, but I am not. Hope you guys enjoy it! If you guys have any more one shot ideas feel free to send them through! There will be more of these :)

“Come on Y/N, it’s just one date!” Garrick calls after me as he follows me through the crowd, turning heads as he calls after me.

”As I’ve told you for the tenth time this week, no!” I call back as I weave my way through a small gap in the crowd.

I hear Garrick mumble some swear words as he struggle to get through the crowd as he follows behind me. Yet again Garrick had cornered me between classes, asking me out on a date for Valentines Day. Which was tomorrow. I will give the boy one thing, he was persistent. But nothing about our friendship indicated more than friends. Did I find him attractive as hell? Gods yes. But we weren’t exactly close. I only knew him because of my friendship with Imogen.

”Why won’t you say yes?” He asks. He’s getting closer.

I turn around and he nearly slams into me, stopping himself at the last second.

”Because I won’t” The worst excuse ever. I mentally slap myself for it.

He cocks his eyebrow at me as he looks down at me. “That has got to be the worst excuse ever.”

I roll my eyes and start walking through the crowd trying to get to lunch. We’d all had battle brief so the hallway was more packed than usual. He swears again as he tries to follow me. Unfortunately our interaction has caused on lookers and they easily move out of his way to let him through, obviously wanting to see what happens. He reaches out and grasps my shoulder, spinning around as I lightly smack into his chest.

”Please Y/N, I’m just asking for one date.” He asks, his eyes pleading at me to say yes. “You might even want more than one by the end of it.”

I roll my eyes at the cockiness in his voice at the last part. Behind him I see our friends watching anxiously at the interaction.

”You really think one date is all it’s gonna take to win me over Tavis?” I reply sassily earning a smirk from him.

He steps back and leans down to look at me, still smirking at me. “I won’t even need to finish the date to win you over.”

I close my eyes and sigh. One date. It was just a date. There was no way Tavis was that good. I’d never even seen him go out with a girl here before. All I had to do was go on one date, and then he would leave me alone. It was probably just some dare from Bodhi or Xaden anyway.

”Fine.” I tell him, opening my eyes to look up at him. “Just. One. Date.” Emphasising each word clearly.

”You wont regret it.” And before I can respond he turns and runs back down the hallway.

What the hell did that boy have planned.

The next day comes quickly, and every time I catch Garrick’s eyes he smiles at me, clearly excited for whatever he had planned. We hadn’t spoken since I had said yes to the one date, so I had no idea when or where he wanted to meet me. My questions were answered not long after classes ended. A loud knock on my dorm door signalling someone's arrival. But I already knew who it was. I open the door to Garrick standing there holding a bouquet of flowers. And not any flowers. My favourites. White Orchids. I try to rack my brain of any time I would have mentioned this, but come up blank. How the hell did he know?

”Already left you speechless have I?” Garrick teases as I stare wide eyed at the bouquet of flowers in his hands.

I roll my eyes at him and take the flowers. “Don’t get too ahead of yourself Tavis.” I turn and place the flowers on my desk.

I turn back around to him leaning his arm on top of the doorway as he looks down at me. I swear my jaw nearly hits the floor at the sight. The pose perfectly shows off his arm that is braced on the doorway.

He smirks, clearly aware of the effect he's having on me. "Ready for our date, Y/N?" he asks, his voice laced with confidence.

I take a deep breath, trying to regain my composure. "I guess so," I reply, trying not to let his charm get to me. "But don't think this changes anything between us. It’s just one date."

He chuckles, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "We'll see about that," he says, extending his hand towards me. "Shall we?"

As I take his hand, a mix of excitement and nervousness washes over me. I can't deny that there's a part of me that's curious to see where this one date will lead. Maybe, just maybe, there's more to Garrick than meets the eye. But I won't let myself get too carried away. After all, it's just one date.

As he leads me our of the dorms I catch our friends off to the side watching us. Smiles all plastered on their faces. I go to let go of Garrick’s hand but he tightens his grip as he leads me towards the flight field. As we take the last steps into the flight field I see his dragon waiting for us. He leads me over to him and motions with his head towards him.

”Up you get Y/N.”

I look at him wide eyed. No way did he expect me to mount his dragon. Riders only rode on their own dragons.

“No way. Not happening. My dragon will chuck a fit if I go up there.”

Garrick’s dragon chuckles at us, hot air blowing over the both of us.

”I’ve already sorted it. Chradh is happy to let you up there, and your dragon has agreed as long as she can be nearby. Now up you get.” He playfully shoves me towards Chradh.

I huff but begin my climb up Chradh’s leg, Garrick close behind me. I settle into the spot on Chradh’s back, and freeze as Garrick sits right behind me. His legs either side of mine, his chest pressed up against my back. He rests one of his hands on my thigh, his breath tickling my neck.

”Breathe Y/N.” He whispers.

I let out the breath I had unintentionally been holding, but I yet again freeze as Garrick places a blindfold over my eyes. I go to take it off but Garrick quickly captures my hands in his.

”You will take it off when I tell you to.” He whispers harshly in my ear.

I can feel my heart racing as the blindfold cuts off my vision. The sound of the wind rushing past us lets me know we have taken off. Garrick wraps an arm around my waist, holding me close to him so I don’t fall. I was an experienced rider, but I had never been on a dragon blindfolded, let alone a dragon that wasn’t my own. A mix of excitement and uncertainty fills me, wondering what Garrick has planned for our date. I don’t have to wait long before we land. I feel Chradh lower himself down to a ground. Garrick keeps his arm firmly around my waist as he removes the blind fold with the other. It takes my eyes a few seconds to adjust to the light, but for the second time today my jaw nearly hits the floor.

In front of me is a clearing that overlooks the valley. The view is gorgeous as the sun starts setting, casting a yellow glow across it. Next to the edge of the cliff is a blanket with pillows set up and what I swear are all my favourite foods, and a neatly wrapped package.

“You sure it won’t take me one date to win you over?” Garrick whispers in my ear, startling me and sending a shiver up my spine.

I glare at him over my shoulder. “I’m sure.” I say sarcastically as I remove myself from his grip and dismount from Chradh.

Shortly after Garrick lands next to me, grabbing my hand and leading me over to the blanket and pillows. My thoughts on the food are confirmed as I see all of them are foods I love. Strawberries that I have every morning at breakfast, the cupcakes that Quinn makes when she can find the time, my favourite chocolate from the town near the college, and the sandwiches I make if the kitchen serves the right things. I let Garrick pull me down to the blanket with him, kneeling on my knees as I take it all in.

I look at him and raise my eye brow. “How the hell do you know all my favourite things? Imogen helped you didn’t she?”

I already know she didn’t. And Garrick’s shake of his head isn’t needed to confirm.

”I know you better than you think Y/N.” He starts as he leans forward, arm resting on his knee as he looks at me, “You have those strawberries every morning with breakfast. Everytime Quinn makes those cupcakes you practically jump up and down in your seat. Everytime you go to town you always go and buy that chocolate straight away, and you’re always sad the day after you finish the last piece. And every weekend when they put stuff out to make sandwiches, you always make the same one.”

I stare at him wide eyed. He was right. Down to the very last detail. But how did that explain the flowers?

”What about the flowers? I’ve never told anyone.” I ask, barely above the whisper.

”When we did our RSC training and they stuck us in the woods with the other quadrants, we made camp the first night near a clearing with flowers. I remember you wandering over the the flowers as we set up camp and picked a few. You took them back to the Quadrant with you when we were extracted.” He tells me, not skipping a beat.

But my heart does. He remembered a detail so small from our first RSC mission nearly two years ago. Clearly Garrick has paid more attention to me than I had thought. He reaches out and grabs the package I had noted earlier and hands it to me. The small nod he gives me, signalling me to open it. I open the package carefully, almost scared as to what is inside. I know it is going to be something I love. Theres no denying that after everything he’s done so far. I tear away the brown paper to reveal a jewellery box. I look up at him confused and he motions for me to keep going. I don’t miss the nervous look in his eyes as he watches me. I open the box and my heart skips a beat again. Inside is the ruin stone Liam’s mum had given me. Given to all of us marked ones. Mine had been one of the smaller ones, and I always kept it on my desk. And as I rack my brain, I hadn’t noticed it on my desk for the last week. Ever since Garrick had started asking me to go on a date with him. I pick it up and notice and black leather cord it is now attached to. A Necklace.

“Garrick.. I-” The words get caught in my throat as I look between the necklace and him.

He smiles before he takes the necklace from my hands, leaning forward to fasten it around my neck. As it necklace settles on my chest, his hands move to cup my cheeks, angling my head to look up at his. I feel like my heart is about to burst out of my chest as he leans forward and brings his lips to mine. The kiss starts of slow and delicate as I recover from the shock of the moment. But I quickly wrap my arms around his neck, pulling me closer to him. His arms grab me by the waist as he pulls me into his lap, deepening the kiss. After a long time he pulls away and rests his forehead against mine, both of us breathing heavily as we stare into each others eyes.

”Told you I wouldn’t even need one date.”

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[lewisthot]

hate III

summary: you start freaking out but ‘putting the genie back in the bottle’ is a lot harder than you realise. rating: 18+ words: 5.8k characters: lewis hamilton x fem!reader a/n: this is a long one, a little dialogue heavy, a little angsty and a touch of fluff and smut. feel free to let me know how shitty it is read the previous part here

summer break officially over you knew you weren’t going to see lewis for weeks, it’d only been a week and you were missing him not that you’d admit it to yourself - you weren’t missing him, you were missing the sex. lewis was scrolling through insta watching all of their mutual friend’s stories just for a peak of you - how pathetic he thought, your insta was private and he couldn’t send a follow request for two reasons - one he didn’t follow anyone and secondly, you’d laugh at him.

he thought about texting you now that you both said you’d stop hating each other but just because you said that it didn’t mean you really wanted to be friends. looking at himself in the mirror every day, the scattering of marks you’d left as revenge made it impossible not to think about you though.

you made dinner plans with one of your best friends, someone that wasn't a mutual friend of you and lewis. you had barely sat down with y/f/n when immediately started with the questions, she knew something was up.

‘so are we going to talk about it?’

‘what?’

‘girl, the hickeys! you haven’t told me about anyone new, so who was it!?’

‘no one you know’

‘you’re a terrible liar and you’re never secretive when you get laid! it is someone i know but you don’t want me to know…’

‘ugh, it was a one off!’

‘no it wasn’t, you had hickeys after the party y/f/n threw and you have a hickey again after the dinner…omg! it’s definitely someone i know!’

‘okay so it was a two time thing but it’s not happening again so i’m not going to tell you who it was’

‘oh come on! i can keep a secret and besides don’t you wanna talk about it?’

‘no i wanna forget it ever happened’

‘wait did you hook up at the party?’

you scrunched your face letting out a groan, god you wanted this conversation to end. you were a terrible liar but y/f/n wasn’t mutual friends with lewis, she was your friend you could tell her everything and it wouldn’t be such a big deal.

‘yes’

your friend let out a gasp. ‘omg now you have to tell me!’

you knew your friend she was incessant and you did need to discuss it and your mixed emotions that you were trying to ignore.

‘okay but you can’t be weird about it or judge me’

‘omg just tell me! who was it? wait let me guess, lewis’ she giggled laughing at her little joke which only made you sigh. i mean the thought of you and lewis was funny, you both hated each other and she especially knew that since you knew you could complain about him to her.

‘it was lewis’

‘oh come on tell me the truth’

‘i’m not lying, i was horny and drunk you know that’s not a good combo for me! and he was there, it just happened! and then the other night at dinner when everyone left, it happened again’

it all rushed out but you were sure to leave out the part about him fucking you in his bathroom with them all downstairs, the party was bad enough but alcohol was a great excuse - the dinner on the other hand you had no excuse for.

‘wtf!? lewis!? you hate lewis! he hates you! and you weren’t that drunk at the party!’ you rolled your eyes thinking back to lewis stating the same thing, maybe you were more horny than drunk…you weren’t going to admit that. ‘and what do mean it happened again, you just fell on his dick the second time!?’

‘i’m sensing judgement…’

‘i’m not judging, i’m confused do you hate each other or not? are you guys fuck buddies now? i said you guys just need to fuck it out! i was right!’

‘when did you say that!?’

‘i mean i didn’t say it to you just thought to myself whenever you’d tell me about something he’d said or done to annoy you, you guys bicker like a married couple. clearly, it was just a matter of when’

‘whatever’

‘so what does this mean?’

‘nothing! clearly we both hadn’t gotten laid in awhile and we let our hormones get the better of us, it’s not happening again’

‘it happened twice though’

‘and that’s why i’ve downloaded hinge again, i need to get back out into the dating scene again’

‘so what are you guys going back to hating each other?’

you thought back to the conversation you and lewis had on the couch, maybe you could be friends but maybe you should just stay hating him maybe it’d be easier to be around him.

‘we never stopped’

‘well in couple weeks he’s gonna be back in town so we’ll see’

‘there no we’ll see’

‘okay whatever i want the details, was he any good? is he big?’

you rolled your eyes laughing. ‘well i wouldn’t have hooked up with him twice if he wasn’t and no comment’

‘boo, you’re no fun. do i need to get you drunk? let’s order a couple shots of tequila’

you drank way too much at dinner but it was a nice distraction from obsessively thinking about lewis till you got home that is. laying bed you thought about the fact you had another week before you’d see him again, you were anxious. what if it was awkward? how could it not be awkward? your mind was racing with different scenarios maybe lewis hadn’t even spared you thought, why would he? he had a championship to worry about. it was just a random hook up and nothing more - you don’t know how many times you were gonna repeat that to yourself before you believed it.

you scrolled through hinge bored after only a few minutes, looking at the time it was late but you didn’t care you decided to call lewis - giving into your impulses, you could always blame it on the alcohol.

‘hello’

you almost dropped your phone, a little surprised lewis had picked up your call.

‘heeeey’

‘y/n? why are you calling me at this time?’

you didn’t like the way he answered, the tone of his voice. you were probably reading into it way too much but you had a habit of doing so, i mean you were drunk who didn’t act little ridiculous when drunk.

‘am i interrupting something?’

‘i was about to go to sleep’

‘idk why you’d pick up then’ you rolled your eyes, sighing. ‘byeee’

‘wait, you didn’t answer my question’

‘doesn’t matter you’re going to bed’

‘just tell me why you called’

‘no, you’ve ruined my mood’

‘i didn’t do anything!’

‘your energy is not a vibe’

‘i’m sorry’

‘you don’t even know why you’re apologising’

‘i’m apologising for ruining your mood, even if you won’t tell me how…’

‘okay bye!’

you shut off the phone not giving lewis a chance to reply, you groaned burying your face into your pillow embarrassed at that stupid call. what were you thinking!? why did it go so sideways!? what was the point!? you didn’t know what to expect but that wasn’t it and now it would definitely be more awkward. you sighed, telling your brain to shut up and stop over thinking the situation you closed your eyes willing yourself to sleep but before you could your phone rang - fuck it was lewis. you wanted to ignore it but you knew dealing with this sober would be far more agonising.

‘what?’

‘uhh why did you lock off like that?’

‘why are you calling me back?’

‘you’re annoyed with me and i didn’t even do anything!’

‘i’m drunk, let’s just forget the phone call happened’

he chuckled, of course you were drunk why else would you be calling him at this time you seemed to have a habit of being reckless when fuelled by alcohol.

‘figured, you’re so sensitive when you’re drunk’

‘fuck off’

it was meant as a joke but he could sense you were still angry and upset with him, he hated it and even more so he hated that he hated it. it’s never bothered him before so why now did it bother him especially when he didn’t even do anything to piss you off and yet he was apologising.

‘are you gonna tell me why you called?’

‘the moment’s passed, i was just bored’

‘and you thought of me?’

you could hear the smirk in his voice, you hated it. ‘shut up’

‘come on, did you just drunk dial me to argue?’

‘yeah, i didn’t want to wait another week to fight with you. i miss it’

you chewed on your lips as the words escaped your mouth, you didn’t say you miss him but even letting him know you missed him on any level made you queasy. he smiled hearing those words, sure you didn’t say you missed him but you still missed him, he was going to ignore the context and clear sarcasm in your tone.

‘i missed you too’

‘eww’

he laughed, he should be offended but he wasn’t surprised by your answer you weren’t affectionate to your friends so absolutely wouldn’t be with him.

‘what’s funny?’

‘you’re so predictable’

he didn’t seem bothered by your response which you didn’t know how to take, you did miss him though but he clearly didn’t mean when he said it but there was something in the way he said it…you just want there to be something you thought.

‘if i was so predictable you’d know why i called you’

‘you said it yourself you were bored so you decided to harass me because you gain a sick pleasure from annoying me’

‘it really turns me on’

‘no wonder you fucked me that night’

‘i guess that makes you a masochist, do you like being my little bitch?’

‘i think you’re forgetting who’s the brat and who did the brat taming’

‘i think the next time you see me you’ll be begging for me’

‘i thought there wasn’t going to be a next time?���

‘i didn’t say there was going to be one just that you’ll be begging for one, for me’

‘you wish’

‘you know i called you because i was horny, you could’ve been hearing me moan your name as i touch myself but instead you’re your annoying self’

he groaned unsure of what to say you’d thrown him threw a loop, you were so confusing he couldn’t stand it but before he had a chance to reply you let out a yawn.

‘but now i’m tired and i’m going to bed, night lewis’

you kicked off again without even waiting for his goodbye and he knew this time to not bother calling back, your tone was finite you were done with the conversation, done with him. he sighed as he thought back to the sounds of your moans and the way you sounded when his name fell from your lips. he ran his hands over his face annoyed at the way his cock twitched at the thought, at the way you teased him and left him hanging, this is why you guys didn’t get along you were infuriating.

you laid in bed smiling at leaving that conversation with the upper hand, it was childish of you and you knew deep down he hadn’t meant to piss you off but you didn’t care, you were pissed off so you were gonna piss him off you only wished you could’ve seen the look on his face. you might’ve not been able to stand lewis but the way you used you felt so good and yes he used you that’s all this was, you were both using each other to get off and the hate was part of it, you were going back on your offer of being nice to him. whatever fleeting thoughts you had were just that - fleeting thoughts and if you were honest pissing lewis off was so much more fun than being nice to him.

as the week dredged on you scrolled through the dating apps determined to find a date asap, you weren’t in any real rush to be in a relationship but you needed a distraction, a palette cleanser after lewis and especially before lewis came back and you were in luck. they were the total opposite of lewis from looks to personality, they had taken you to a bar for drink which you thought was a little cheap and questionable for a first date but you couldn’t be picky with the time constraint. before your date you had gone to dinner with the mutual friends you had with lewis and now you were being really petty and a little pathetic but you were dolled up so you made sure to take lots of selfies with your girls for their insta stories in hopes lewis would see it. 

your friends made a fuss over your sexy number, taking lots of pics they made sure to caption it ‘her date tonight is so lucky 🥵’ you loved the way your friends hyped you up you’d forgotten why you were doing all this, you were just having a fun night. your date went as expected, mediocre and when he kissed you, sure it was pleasant but lewis popped into your mind. you went home annoyed the whole purpose a flop, you needed to go back to hating lewis.

race weekend over lewis had a two week break. he knew what he wanted to do and that was see you, after the phone call and then the insta stories he saw he couldn’t stop thinking about you which you clearly didn’t feel the same way. he wanted to know every detail of that date, he just hoped someone would ask about it tonight. their friends had planned another gathering so he knew he’d be seeing you, it felt nervous it’d been awhile since the last time and with certain events he wasn’t sure what it’d be like seeing you again or how to behave around you.

you were the last to arrive, you spent way too much time thinking about your outfit setting on a mini dress that was both cute and sexy. greeting everyone you ignored lewis as usual but he had other plans, he sat next to you and involved himself in as many conversations you had. you were growing tired of it but you couldn’t exactly snap at him for it so you tried to ice him out or poke at him but he didn’t bite it was like he almost found it amusing. when he managed to get you alone he brought it up.

‘i thought we were going to try and be friends?’

‘did i say that? i don’t remember agreeing to that?’

‘really? you don’t remember me eating you out and making you cum twice on my tongue? as a reward’

‘reward?’ you rolled your eyes. ‘whatever, pissing you off is only fun if you actually get pissed off’

‘what can i say, i find your bratty attitude hot’

‘pathetic’

‘doesn’t mean i won’t put you in your place’

‘you can try’ you walked away unable to think of a better retort. joining your friends again.

‘so y/n how was your date?’ now this was a conversation you didn’t mind having.

‘it was nice, he was cute and sweet’

‘did you guys hook up?’

‘maybe…’ your friends laughed at your coyness, you were one to never divulge too much.

‘you gonna see him again?’

‘i think so’

‘think so? if he hasn’t already asked you out he’s not’ lewis couldn’t stand hearing about this guy, so he butted in with his own opinion’s.

‘you don’t know jack shit'

‘i know you were dressed like a slut so if you fucked him and he got what he wanted there’s no reason for a second date’

‘slut shaming? how original’

your friends were taken aback by lewis’s outbursts, one giving him a punch in the arm you walked away trying to hold back your smirk, he was behaving exactly like expected. lewis found you upstairs in a bedroom, of course probably here to apologise.

‘i don’t wanna hear it, jealousy doesn’t suit you’

‘i wasn’t jealous, you know you’re forgetting you opened your legs pretty easily for me’

‘fuck you’

‘i think it’s pretty normal i didn’t wanna hear about you fucking other men!’

‘i don’t care about what you wanna here, you’re not my boyfriend’

‘thank fuck, i still don’t wanna hear about the pussy i’m fucking getting fucked’

‘the pussy!? i have a fucking name’

‘i didn’t mean it like that’

‘oh please, you meant it’

‘i’m not jealous’

‘so you just genuinely think i’m a slut’

‘you call me a slut all the time’

‘as a joke but you did it to hurt me’

‘i’m sorry’

‘fuck off’

‘please, i’m sorry y/n’

‘i don’t want to look at you right now’ you tried to walk out but lewis grabbed your wrist.

‘just fuck off’

you stormed out, lewis sighing he really fucked it up. he let his emotions get the best of him, he didn’t know what to do. after you cooled off you and lewis didn’t acknowledge each other’s presence at all and the evening ran smoothly, lying to your friends that lewis had apologised and all was forgiven. you still had a good night refusing to let him get to you, at first you weren’t pissed off but the private conversation? he really got under your skin. he knew better than to approach you after his shitty comments but he couldn’t stop looking at you all night, desperate to fix things. as the night drew to a close everyone started ordering uber’s and lewis decided to take a chance following you as you went to the kitchen for a quick drink.

‘let me give you a ride home y/n, your place is along the way’

you narrowed your eyes at him. ‘no, i can call an uber’

‘please i just want to talk’

‘fine’

he gave you this pleading look which you couldn’t say no to, you were already over him calling you a slut it had just been the perfect opportunity to create a rift between you two again but then he looked at you like that and now you were giving him another chance to apologise. your friends weren’t surprised at the fact you were accepting a ride in fact they were happy, if only they knew you thought. goodbyes said you followed lewis to his waiting chauffeured car. opening the door for you, you mumbled a thanks. the car ride was awfully quiet but you had no desire to fill the silence but he said he wanted to talk so you knew it was a matter of time.

‘i’m sorry for what i said, it was out of line. you can sleep with whoever you want. it’s none of my business and i had no right to judge. please forgive me?’

he looked at you with his stupid pleading eyes but you ignored him, shifting your body away from you looked out the car window. he didn’t push it, he didn’t know what else to say. the rest of the car journey was quiet till you pulled up to your flat.

‘well this is me, bye’

‘let me walk you to your door’

‘no’

‘please’

you were too tired argue, you nodded and let him follow you into the building. it was obviously a poor excuse to come upstairs and you weren’t too mad about it, when you reached your door though you opened it just enough to let yourself in turning to him.

‘well you’ve walked me to my door’

‘you really not going to invite me in?’

‘you didn’t say you wanted to come in’

‘i just really want to make it up to you’

‘you have a car waiting downstairs’

‘not anymore’

‘you think a simple apology and you get what you want’

‘don’t do this’

‘do what?’

‘go back to hating me’

‘you make it really easy’

‘you think i don’t know what you’re trying to do, i know you don’t care that i called you a slut you just wanted a reason to hate me again’

‘that’s not true’

‘you’re a terrible liar’ he sighed, rubbing his forehead annoyed and unable to think of a comeback. ‘ugh i just wanna—fuck!’

he grabbed your face leaning down his nose pressed against yours, you leaned forward closing the gap you gave you to decide if you wanted this. his kiss was hard and angry, his hand grabbing your butt you jumped into his arms wrapping your legs around him he stepped in pushing you against the wall as he kicked your front door shut. he bit down on your lip tugging as he trailed kisses down your neck, sucking and nipping.

‘lewis!’ his name came out in a moan more than as a warning you intended it to be.

‘no more hickeys…’

he whined against your neck, pressing kisses along your shoulders as he pushed your strap down his hands running down your front, he grabbed your breasts pushing your top further down. you moaned as he took your breasts into his mouth, his tongue swirling around your nipples you thought about how good his mouth felt against your skin but he was being too gentle, you didn’t want any hickeys but actually if they weren’t anywhere visible what did it matter the way he attacked your body with his mouth wasn’t something you wanted to give up.

‘i don’t want hickeys anywhere visible’

he looked up at you smirking at the implication, he takes your breast back into his mouth. you arch your back your legs around him tightening as you whimpered. he squeezed your ass, his mouth tracing back up your chest.

‘bedroom?’

‘straight ahead’

when he threw you on your bed, you sat up on your knees pulling off your own dress left in nothing but your panties. you crawled up to the edge, lewis pulling off his own clothes you helped with the trousers as his cock sprung free you were about to drop to your knees, your mouth salivating at the sight of his hard cock but it must’ve been obvious to lewis because he grabbed your chin to look up to him.

‘lay back’

with that tone of voice you knew it wasn’t up for debate, doing as he commanded he leaned forward pulling your underwear down he opened your legs wide as he went down on his knees - eye level with your glistening pussy.

‘you’re soaking wet…’ he didn’t waste any time, diving into your folds he lapped up your juice, sucked on your clit. ‘your date make you feel this good?’ he looked up at you but you refused to make eye contact but he wasn’t letting you off. he slapped your pussy, plunging two fingers into your waiting hole you arched your back biting your bottom lip trying to hold back your moans.

‘answer me’

‘no’

‘that’s right, no one will ever make you feel this good’

he was relentless, his mouth his tongue his fingers, he devoured your pussy and whenever you squirmed his arms were back around yours thighs holding you wide open. all that filled the room were the sounds of your choked sobs and lewis’s encouraging words as you neared your climax.

‘fuck lewis i’m gonna come!’

he swirled his tongue around your clit sucking on it just right, your toes curled as your gripped the bed sheets the waves of your orgasms crashing over you. of course lewis didn’t let up lapping up your juices pinning you down as you tried to break free from his grip. your pussy clenching around nothing it was aching to be filled, you needed lewis inside of you.

‘ahh fuck, lewis fuck me’

he climbed on top of you lacing his fingers with yours he held your arms overhead as he kissed you deeply, tasting yourself on his tongue drove you insane, you were desperate for more.

you bit his bottom lip tugging gently. ‘lewis..’ his name came out in a breathy moan, you didn’t need to say anymore he knew what you needed. he pulled away only to watch as his cock stretched you out sliding into your aching hole with ease. his thrusts were slow but deep, sinking all the way before pulling out till only the tip was inside of you - the stretch felt so good. you knew he wanted you to beg for him but you weren’t going to submit anymore than you already had. you leaned up wrapping your arms around his neck, your nose grazed against his.

‘you think your cock’s special? you think i won’t find someone to fuck me just how i like?‘

he growled ‘god i fucking hate you’ kissing you roughly he pushed you back down, slamming his cock into you like you wanted. you hissed as you yanked on his ponytail of braids you’d be playing with which only egged on lewis. pressing soft kisses along your jawline, his hand danced along your neck.

‘put your hand around my throat, don’t squeeze baby’ he groaned wrapping around his hands your neck, you clenched around him and when he felt the effect he had on you he smirked slamming into you harder.

‘you filthy whore’

he was rough, his pace brutal and you loved every minute of it as he railed you your nails dug into his back with every slam digging into dipper, you were sure you’d broken skin. having cummed already your second orgasm wasn’t trailing far behind and your clit already sensitive didn’t need to be touched, the angle in which your bodies met was enough.

‘look at me, watch me use you’

trying to keep your eyes open felt impossible, you just wanted to get lost in the pleasure. you watched as lewis face twisted, his nose scrunching his eyebrows furrowing, his own climax nearing. you kissed him or at least tried, it was sloppy all teeth as you both moaned into each other’s mouth so overcome with pleasure.

‘fuck!’

‘you greedy slut’

it hit you so suddenly as quick as your body tense it went limp, the waves washing over you your body shuddered. lewis continued fuck you through your orgasm, groaning as your pussy walls fluttered around his cock himself on the edge.

‘fill me up!’

his thrusts become disjointed as he reached his climax, muttering a string of incoherent words you wrapped your legs around him holding him against you as you milked his cock. he groaned trying not to collapse on top of you, he caged you in with his arms on either side of you kissing you passionately as spent as he was he would go another round if he could. your legs falling to the sides lewis pulled out hissing as you clenched around him.

‘baby…’

you whined at the loss of fullness, quickly replaced with a moan as you felt his cum dripping out of you. lewis enjoyed watching his seed spill out but he enjoyed it even more when he realised his much you liked it, dragging his cum through your folds he smirked as you moaned.

‘god, you’re dirty slut aren’t you?’ he plunged his fingers in, finger fucking his cum back inside you created the filthiest sounds along with your choked sobs. you were sure you were too sensitive for another orgasm but you were too tired to fight against lewis, your limbs like jelly your brain short circuiting trying not to become overwhelmed by lewis’s fingers. it proved to be an impossible task, your back arched, your mouth open with a moan stuck in your throat your third orgasm hit you. your body convulsing, you snapped your legs shut against lewis’s hand. he chuckled slipping out, he towered over you as he shoved his fingers in your mouth which you cleaned off without hesitation.

‘good girl’

your breath hitched at the words, sucking on his fingers harder giving away your praise kink lewis smirked making a note for next time. you laid in bed absolutely shattered as lewis cleaned you both up.

you laid in bed as lewis walked back in grabbing his boxers.

‘i’m gonna leave now’

you leaned up watching him grab his clothes you crawled to the edge of the bed and grabbed his wrists.

‘it’s late, you should stay’

‘i don’t wanna inconvenience you’

letting him sleep over was probably a bad idea when you kept trying to put this wall up between you and lewis.

‘you’re not, i want you to stay’

you wrapped your arms around his neck as you kissed him softly, lewis dropping his clothes grabbed your waist kissing you back gently. you pulled back from his lips raising your eyebrows and biting your bottom lip waiting for an answer.

‘okay i’ll stay’

the way you looked at him made it impossible for him to say no to you. god you confused him, swinging from animosity to kindness. was it the haze of sex clouding your judgement? he didn’t want to think about it right now. you got ready for bed, brushing your teeth and doing your skincare you gave lewis a spare toothbrush head for your electric toothbrush which you wondered was that weird, you never do that for anyone except your best friend. finally in bed you tossed and turned trying to get comfortable, lewis sliding in.

‘thanks for the toothbrush and face wash’

‘you’re welcome’

‘good night’

‘night’

you both laid on opposite ends of the bed, it felt awkward and you couldn't stop you tossing and turning.

‘are you okay?’

‘sorry, sometimes i just get a little restless before bed. can’t get comfortable’

‘come here’

he shifted closer to you and you to him, pulling you into his arms he held you tightly from behind. his hands finding yours he squeezed them his thumb stroking the back of your hand you found it soothing, relaxing into his touch you soon found sleep.

lewis woke up before you did, he watched you as you slept, not quite in his grasp anymore but still close enough to play with your hair and stroke your head. he contemplated on what to do, he thought it was a little creepy watching you sleep. he grabbed his phone to check the time, it was early somehow he was awake before his alarm. he remembered he had a workout with angela this morning, he thought about just sneaking out if not for the fact he didn’t know what to expect from you, would you be sweet or mean but it didn’t matter your own phone started buzzing, your alarm going off. you groaned as you reached out for your phone quickly shutting off your alarm, you yawned and stretched twisting around to find lewis awake.

‘i didn’t wake you did i?’

‘morning to you too, no i just woke up a minute ago’

‘morning’

your eyes were still closed not quite ready to be awake, you pulled the covers over your head groaning. lewis chuckled pulling the covers down.

‘stop!’

‘what are you doing?’

‘that alarm was my going for a run alarm, i am not going for a run anymore so i’m going to sleep some more’

‘if it’s because of me…’

‘no, i just can’t be bothered. you wanna have breakfast?’

‘i can’t i’ve actually got to go’

he quickly jumped out of bed, you rose up confused watching him get dressed, there was an awkward tension now. what had just happened? was he still mad over last night?

‘you sure you don’t want a cup of tea?’

‘i’ve put you out enough’

‘i mean after a couple orgasms breakfast is a fair offer’

‘i really gotta go, i meant to be working out with angela soon’

‘well then breakfast makes even more sense, you need to fuel before a workout’

‘stop y/n’

‘what?’

‘if you’re gonna go back to hating me don’t offer me breakfast the next day’

‘do you have to be so dramatic’

he sighed as he watched kneeling on the bed, visibly dejected. he felt bad but he knew this is what you really wanted, the friendship thing was his idea and you were just forcing it. he wrapped his arms around you giving you a hug and a quick peck on the forehead.

‘i’ve really got to go, bye’

heading to your front door you followed after him.

‘seriously!?’

you didn’t even have a chance to say anything, he just turned to you and gave you a quick kiss on the lips before leaving which threw you off, you just stood there for a few moments trying to process that whole thing - you needed to call your best friend to vent.

‘y/f/n i fucked up!’

‘what happened?’

‘lewis happened, he stayed over last night after we hooked up but that’s not the issue. i know i said we still hated each other after the last time but we said we’d be nice, except i was horrible to him and now i’m pretty sure he really hates me’

‘why is that a problem?’

‘because the look on his face, it was bad and he’s not gonna want to fuck me again’

‘well, wasn’t that the whole point of downloading hinge?’

‘yeah, but he’s so good in bed’

‘then apologise and be friends with benefits instead of trying to be enemies with benefits’

‘ugh’

‘since when have you ever even cared about his feelings? maybe the real issue here is that you want to be friends with benefits’

‘ugh shut up!’

‘i’m right! you can’t deny lewis is a sweetheart and now that he isn’t actively trying to piss you off you’re finally seeing it’

‘he’s still an asshole, in fact we got into it last night because he was jealous over my date.’

‘don’t you think it’s a little interesting he was jealous…’

‘don’t even go there, his exact words were ‘i don’t like to share’ he’s just possessive’

‘look y/n you’re overthinking the whole thing, just go with the flow. i know both things are hard for you to do but try and enjoy the multiple orgasms and don’t think any deeper than that. unless there’s something else?’

this was your opportunity to say what the issue really was, that maybe there was something deeper between you and lewis you couldn't stop thinking about him but you weren’t ready to acknowledge those feelings yet.

‘there’s nothing else’

‘so apologise and let yourself become friends, if anything it’ll make the situation better not worse and i’m sure everyone will appreciate it’

‘you’re right’

‘i’m always right!’

you felt lighter after the phone call but what were you going to do about lewis? he did a complete 180 this morning, maybe you could text him to come over? would that seem needy? you got back into bed sighing, not overthinking was impossible.

read part 4 here

#lewis hamilton smut #lewis hamilton x reader #lewis hamilton x you #lewis hamilton one shot #lewis hamilton fanfic #lewis hamilton angst #f1 smut #lewis hamilton

[bwabys-scenarios]

Hey I have a question.

Why are you mad that people are starting to become a little mad that your only writing for one person if your a hunter x hunter writer then I believe you should write for more than one person and don’t get upset when people start asking for character that they like and yes I know you write them for yourself but I do think if your growing an audience you should at least see what other people might wanna see too and you don’t have to do it of course it’s up to you I just think that you can’t be mad at people for asking.

(I’m not trying to come off as mean or rude) Sorry for asking

I get mad when people DEMAND I write for other characters and complain. I write for free, I don’t have to write for anything I don’t want to. And just imagine people complaining you don’t write for a character you honestly don’t like at the moment. That’s fucking annoying. Fanfiction authors are treated so poorly, when we are giving this content out freely.

I’m going to write what I want, and I honestly don’t owe anyone anything. I’m already nice enough to allow people to send requests, WHEN I DON’T HAVE TO! I could just permanently turn off requests if I wanted to, but I don’t!

It just feels like some people think I owe them. I don’t, you get to read my fanfiction for free. You can follow me or reblog, that’s nice, but that doesn’t mean you’re instantly owed content when you’re already being given free content. I take requests and I write what I want. Like I’ve literally written something with Illumi in it recently even though I said I’m not writing for him because I care about my fans.

I write for hxh, yeah, but just because I do doesn’t mean I have to write for every single character?? And idk if you just don’t realize this, but this is my personal blog where I can write whatever I want. People can CHOOSE to follow me if they want to, I’m not forcing them. I also won’t bend over backwards to please them. Idk why y’all expect fanfiction authors that already give y’all free shit to keep giving and giving.

Like I know not a lot of people write for HXH anymore, but you’re just going to push even more people out of the fandom by begging and being rude. I’ve honestly considered quitting writing on here because of how fucking AWFUL some people have been to me, all over fanfiction. Fanfiction writers are treated terribly, and I’m just about sick of it.

This is pretty much a final warning. Stop begging me for shit. I am already considering leaving because of the death threats and awful messages I’m getting, so the begging does not help.

Thank you, please have some common decency and treat fanfiction authors like they’re people. I write what I want, when I want.

If people harassed an artist saying to draw them free art because they already draw hxh stuff and they have a large audience so they need to draw more, that would be wrong, wouldn’t it? Don’t do the same thing to fanfiction writers.

#anon answered

[whyeverr]

A tremendous thank you to everyone reading, whether you’ve been with me from the start, or are a new follower catching up, or anything and everything in between. 

I’m finally answering any and all questions about this story, so if there’s something you’re curious about that isn’t covered below the cut, send me an ask! 

As many have already successfully deduced, the true story this has been based on is what’s known as “The Galapagos Affair.”

I first heard this story recounted on a true crime podcast. When listening to this completely ridiculous, stranger-than-fiction story I could see so many scenes playing out in my mind in the Sims. The release of the Island Living EP made the idea seem even more feasible, and it wasn’t long after I finished my Island Living play-through that I decided to head back to Sulani and retell the story that had been living in my head rent-free as best I could with the Sims as my medium. Almost 3 years later, here we are. ☺️

Of course, from the beginning I've had to lean into certain changes to fit my retelling into the scope of the Sims. Sara’s best friend Fleck the raccoon, in reality, was a donkey (above). The Countess, or rather, Baroness, never carried her signature whip (not that CC objects or poses aren’t available for that, I just wasn’t up to the adventure of sourcing them for my game 😅), and there wasn’t any talk of death by pufferfish in real life. (Thank goodness we got both chickens and canning in game with the release of Cottage Living or I really would have had to deviate from the true story.) 

I changed names, too, so it wasn’t too easy for anyone to Google and spoil the ending for themselves or others. I chose to include the character of the Selvadoradian (read: Ecuadorian) guide who gets written out of the hotel company party, but missed the opportunity to include the overlooked Ecuadorian teenager hired on by Doctor Roder (real name: Ritter) to help them settle into their new surroundings, as I did not learn of him until getting my hands on Dore’s book shortly after beginning my series. (And here I thought I’d done my research...) Out of a desperate need for some comic relief, I dialed up the eccentric in “eccentric millionaire” and made Captain “call me Allan” Wolcott (Hancock) a real character. I’d like to think I did a good job making Sara Dach in Dore Strauch’s likeness, but certainly took my liberties with everyone else. CAS isn’t my strong suit. 

It honestly feels a bit weird to share these photos, perhaps because I’ve kept the true story inspiration under wraps for the better part of 3 years, but also because they’re real people. With the exception of the Baroness (and arguably perhaps, to a lesser degree, Doctor Ritter), I don’t think any of these people would have necessarily chosen to step into the spotlight that was thrust upon them (though both surviving women did go on to choose to remain in that spotlight in order to tell their own respective versions of events). 

I’m obviously quite unsure of what any one of them would make of having their story fictionalized via screenshots of a life simulation video game posted to a social media platform in the 21st century... 😄 But I’d like to think I've done right by them by exploring their at-times ridiculous words and actions with empathy (yes, even for you, Friedrich) and not charging in with clear-cut hero and villain portrayals based on whatever I might think happened.

If you’re interested in learning more about the Galapagos Affair, there are loads of short and to the point articles out there (some linked below). You might also be interested in watching the documentary (starring the inimitable Cate Blanchett as the voice of Dore) which features a lot of archival footage, news clippings, journal entries, missives, and photos. If you’re really keen, you may even want to read one or both of the survivor’s books. Dore’s book is fairly dense, and focuses exclusively on the events of the Galapagos Affair. Margret’s is a quicker read, though it goes into a lot more detail into everyday life and homemaking on a remote island and also covers their life on the island over the following decades. And of course their retellings of both key and mundane events differ quite a bit. Both are certainly worth exploring!

Articles

The Empress of the Galápagos Islands, Smithsonian Institution Archives Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 

The Gruesome History of the Galapagos Islands' Nietzsche-Fueled Homesteader Death Showdown, Gizmodo

The Galapagos Affair, ThoughtCo

Coming Soon to a Screen Near You: the Saga of the Empress of the Galapagos, HuffPost

Podcasts

My Favorite Murder: 129 - Coincidence Island [story beginning at 53:10] I no longer subscribe to or generally recommend this podcast but this one from the archives—where I first heard this story—is still an enjoyable, if not super well researched, listen. 

Do Go On: 173 - The Baroness of Floreana Island [story beginning at 5:35] This is a podcast I do listen to and recommend and, if you can believe it, there’s even a cheeky little Sims reference in this episode! (You might also check out their prequel episode 170 - The Essex and the Real Life Moby Dick about earlier happenings on the island of Floreana.) 

Video

Satan Came to Eden: The Galapagos Affair Available to buy or rent on Apple TV or to stream via Kanopy / your local library and definitely not anywhere else

Books 

Satan Came to Eden: A Survivor’s Account of “The Galapagos Affair” by Dore Strauch, Available on Bookshop.org and definitely not anywhere else

Floreana: A Woman’s Pilgrimage to the Galapagos by Margret Wittmer, Available on ThriftBooks

#la boca cerrada #post script #thank you again for being here 🥲💗✨ #the notes the comments the asks #the exhasperation #the excited messages from those of you who figured out the true story on your own 😊 #this has been such a fun experience #and the best part has been sharing it all with you 💗✨ #THANK YOU!

[thegreatobsesso]

Word find tag (smile, cry, laugh)

Thanks for the tag, @winterandwords​; oof, these are doozies. 😅🤩

smile

Simon POV

“Keys, of course.” Grace held her own up from where it dangled around her neck; the blue stone flashed in the daylight. “What else?” 

Flora still looked unconvinced. “How many are you planning to make?” 

This was the best part. 

Arguably, also the worst part. 

“About five thousand?” he ventured, pressing on through the sound of Ken nearly choking. “Enough for everyone at all six schools to start using them all at once. Imagine: suppression, nationwide, simply stops working, with no explanation. If that doesn’t make a statement, I don’t know what does.” He allowed himself a smile. “No one gets hurt. There’s no war. All that happens is, the world sees we’re not going away. That magic’s insuppressible.” 

Behind him, Callie lashed her magic across the piano from left to right, sending an escalating cacophony of notes tearing through the room before jamming her pinkie finger into the thing’s rightmost key in joyous punctuation.

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Callie POV

The magic shifted almost imperceptibly, its taste changed; physical magic like hers, like Peter’s, but frightening in its precision, the way it clung to her muscles and left her brain free to cry in protest as Riley pulled her gently from the bed. 

No, she tried to say. No, no, no. She felt feverish; the robe clung to her clammy skin but whether it was from the bath or her fear, she couldn’t say. Riley took one of Callie’s hands in her own and held it out, away from their bodies; she took Callie’s other hand and placed it on her shoulder, smiling when it stuck there. 

“My mother made me take ballroom dancing lessons when I was a kid. Amazing,” she hummed thoughtfully, low in her throat, “how all that muscle memory sticks with you. Have you ever done it? Nod yes or no.” 

The bonds around her head and neck loosened a fraction but she didn’t use the temporary freedom, refused to give Riley the satisfaction until- 

“I asked you a question,” Riley said softly, her voice laced with a different kind of magic. “Answer me.” 

The answer was no and to her chagrin, her head moved side-to-side to indicate it. Riley smiled - just a hint, a subtle pleasure at a tiny victory. 

Acid rose in her throat and she closed her eyes. Even if she had to feel it, she didn’t have to look. Riley’s hand, soft on her waist; her own feet moving over the tile. Riley led, and she followed. 

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Simon POV

“It isn’t like nothing happened,” he said calmly. “Everything that’s happened is always there, it colors every moment I spend with her, Rich. And so does everything that’s happened since then. I know this sounds trite, but it’s complicated.” 

“Are you fucking her?” 

“What?” 

“You heard me, are you fucking her?” 

“No, I’m not,” he said flatly, amazed at how quickly his brother’s tone changed back - mean and simple again. “And you know what? If I was it’d be none of your business.” 

“I’m just tryin’ to understand how you could be so stupid, bro.” 

“I don’t have to be fucking somebody to show compassion!” 

Rich made a noise on the other end of the line – somewhere between a cough and a laugh, a hard sound that signaled the impending shutdown of the whole conversation.

They weren’t going to fix anything this round. Maybe next time. Maybe not. 

Tagging @harps-for-days, @starlit-hopes-and-dreams, @diphthongsfordays and @cilly-the-writer with the new words fire, water, air, and user’s choice of any word that’s got to do with nature, earth, trees, dirt, or whatever’s in your WIP for the last element :D

#the insuppressible callie ray #my WIP #writing #writeblr #writing snippets #oc: callie #oc: flora #oc: grace #oc: simon #oc: riley #tag game #tw: mind control #(ish) #tw: language #(not callie's for once!)

[shadow-work-toolkit]

Safe Words and Agreements for Intensive Shadow Work with Deities and Spirit Guides Part 1

Recently I've done a very intensive 2-month shadow work journey with my main guide, Hermes. We've only been working together a short time, so we found it useful to develop this agreement. Mostly it was to make sure I didn't go insane in some of the harder moments, when they were sending me exercises to strengthen certain areas I was fragile or holding trauma in. I used digital Tarot cards from the free Labyrinthos app as my divination tool, but you can adapt it to suit whatever system you guys use. Here it is:

If at any point Hermes believes I need to be reminded of any of the following entries, Hermes will say “I defend my boundaries” (7oW) or “I see the gifts that others bring to help me, and I honour them” (3oP) and then tell me which number entry or entries he would like me to remind myself of.

For breaks: Between now (date and time) and when I wake up on the (date), no strengthening exercises, tests or challenges will run. Hermes will stay close and perceptible to me unless I request he leave me be, at which point he will become imperceptible but still be available if I request his presence. If I seem to be initiating a test during that time, it will be confirmed by Hermes asking “are you sure you want to resume testing?” or, digitally, “Knowing my unconscious biases helps me differentiate between intuition and illusion.” (Moon.) If I reply “no” or any variation of “no”, then no testing will occur. I will drop the subject that led to the test almost starting.

If I am struggling to drop the subject because of my own blockages (stubbornness, exerting my will, insecurity, etc), I will try instead to express to Hermes why I am asking the questions that led to the testing almost resuming. I will do my best to remember, no matter how it feels in the moment, that he loves me and is doing his best to help me, but that his purpose is not to appease me.

If I don’t drop the subject, or I break the agreement in any other way, Hermes will inform me of the fact that I have broken the agreement by telling me “I know when to exert determination and when to let go,” (Chariot). If I am too dense to notice or too stubborn to listen after that, Hermes will say “I need to explore my emotions with you” (5oC). To confirm, I will say “I understand” and drop the subject. If I am emotionally unstable, Hermes will comfort me with kindness and gentle, loving methods at his discretion. If I do not feel comforted by his chosen methods, I will say “I am capable of being an efficient leader” (QoW) and then either comfort myself or discuss methods I would prefer with him. If Hermes does not think his method is working, he can gently ask if I know how I want to be comforted with the same phrase.

After testing resumes on (date listed above), there will be no testing between when I go to bed and when I wake up. If I seem to be initiating a test in the middle of the night, Hermes will ask “are you sure you want to resume testing?” or, digitally, “Knowing my unconscious biases helps me differentiate between intuition and illusion.” Moon. If I reply “no” or any variation of “no”, then no testing will occur. I will drop the subject that almost led to testing.

Once testing resumes on (date), it will continue until the final test is completed OR until I call another break. If I want to call another break, I will use the phrase “when I accept an ending, I also release myself from its power” (10oS). Hermes will confirm with “yes." 

If I am struggling too much with a test and want some direct guidance, I will call a pause to testing by using the phrase “I need to explore my emotions with you” (5oC). Hermes can offer guidance if they believe I’m struggling too much by getting my attention (tingles, knocking, etc), then once I have my phone/cards they can offer more direct help by using the same phrase or saying “I give with generosity and receive with gratitude” (6oP). The person receiving the request to discuss more direct guidance will acknowledge the request/offer with “yes." (You don't have to take the offer but they're pretty good at their jobs, I recommend at least hearing them out.) Then, if the offer/request has come about because I'm melting down, I will do what I need to in order to get my emotions under control and then explain my blockage. If I am emotionally stable when the pause is called, I will explain my blockage immediately. If I am emotionally unstable, Hermes will comfort me with kindness and gentle, loving methods at his discretion. (I requested this during a pause and gave them some ideas on things to suggest or do - for example, he would often recommend I drink a hot chocolate if I was upset, to ground and soothe myself. Up to you if you want them to comfort you or not, but, again, I recommend letting them at least try.) If I do not feel comforted by his chosen methods, I will say “I am capable of being an efficient leader” (QoW) and then either comfort myself or discuss methods I would prefer with him.

If at any point Hermes believes I am pushing myself too much or not taking care of myself enough, he will use the phrase “I accept that wisdom can come at an emotional cost” (QoS) or “when I accept an ending, I also release myself from its power” (10oS). This can be delivered either abstractly or digitally. I will confirm with “I understand.” This will begin a break that lasts for an amount of time that Hermes and I are both satisfied will achieve the goal of maintaining my good health throughout the testing.

At the end of an agreed break, I will ask “is there anything you want to say to me about this break?” the night before testing is intended to resume and we will discuss if the break was long enough. If we come to the end of an agreed break and either one of us feels it was not long enough, we will discuss what areas are still lacking and need to be improved before testing resumes. If from that discussion we agree a longer break is required, we will set a new date for testing to resume. The conversation should not stray into unnecessarily intimate or exhausting topics. If Hermes feels that it is straying too far, he will bring it back to topic by saying “I can differentiate between my responsibilities and those of others” (10oW). I will also keep in mind that Hermes does not exist to appease me or answer questions for my own curiosity outside of his capacity as my mentor.

If either of us are unclear if we or the other understands what is going on, we will double check that we are on the same page by saying “I can commit to the path I choose, even if it is not perfect” (7oC). The other person will confirm that they've understood that this entry is being referenced by saying “what would you like me to understand?”, then the first person will explain what they want to double check. Once understanding and agreement has been reached, the second person will say “I understand and agree” or “I can commit to the path I choose, even if it is not perfect” (7oC). (Examples of times we used this: during any breaks, especially any time either party [usually Hermes] recognised they risked activating trauma triggers. Also during breaks for the Third Eye exercises when I was very anxious, I needed a lot of reassurance. Also, during exercises, this was especially done when Hermes felt that I would be distressed to find out something later when I was stable and calm, or when Hermes felt that I would consider it a violation of my trust not to know about something if I became aware of it outside of the shadow work.) To ensure we both know when the exercises are beginning, my consent for testing to begin must be phrased “I knowingly consent to testing beginning now”.

#deity #deity work #deity worship #green witch #pagan witch #witch #witch community #witchblr #shadow work #self care #self improvement #self worth #self awareness #self reflection #self love #gratitude #healing #growth #empowerment #mindset #heal #safety #hermes #greek mythology #greek gods #greek pantheon

[weeklyberenafix]

Info

I've copied this directly from the updated About/FAQ page, please comment/message/inbox if you feel anything is missing or have any suggestions

his event runs from January 1st to December 31st 2023 (and maybe longer or shorter depending on how it all goes). Every Monday around 9am BST, a new one word prompt will be revealed.  The mission, should you choose to accept it, is to write a fic (any length) create some art, make some gifs, anything you like!

For links to all of the prompts and round-ups, click here.

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Frequently Asked Questions

Q: Do I need to sign up? A: No, everyone is free to join in at any point.

Q: Do I have to join in every week? A: No! You are free to join in every week if you like but you do not have to join in every week. 

Q: How can I get involved? A: It’s simple!  Every week, a new prompt will be posted containing a one word prompt. You can participate through any form of creativity, be it writing a fic, fanart, or any other creative endeavour.

Q: Does my fill have to be a fanfic? A: No you can fill in whatever form you prefer. Fics, manips, gifs, artwork. Whatever takes your fancy.

Q: When are prompts being posted. A: Prompts will be posted on Monday at 9am GMT, and then reblogged at different times during the week. If you haven’t seen the post please come over to the blog and have a look.

Q: Does it have to have a theme? A: Nope! Muses can be fickle so just let your inspiration take you where it will!

Q: Will you reblog it? A: All fills that are tagged will be reblogged by this blog. In order to make sure you’re contributions get reblogged, please tag your post with ‘Weekly Berena Fix’ or, if you prefer, send me a link to the post via our submit box and I’ll see that it gets reblogged!

Q: How can I find fills for a specific prompt? A: A weekly round-up will be created every week and posted to the blog. A list of weekly round-up posts is avaliable here. This may not always happen instantly at the end of a week, but Roundups will always come. 

Q: Can my fill be NSFW? A: Yes, following a discussion on this blog is was decided that while prompts would all be SFW that fills can be NSFW. If you fill is NSFW please make this clear. 

Q: If I am a writer can I write in my own language? Do I have to offer a translation? A: You can definitely write in your own language, just please state somewhere what language. It would be nice if you could also put somewhere what the prompt word translates to in your language. It would be nice for you to translate the fic but this isn’t required.

Q: Can i suggest a prompt A: Yes my inbox and messages are open for any prompts and you can submit as many different prompts as you like. 

Additional Info: 

How to participate - No need to sign up - there will be a one word prompt a week.  Remember this is supposed to be fun. There are no minimum word counts or limits to what you can do (just make it Berena-centric, of course.)

Tagging! I am asking that you please add the following TWO tags to your post! This is to allow for masterposts to be created.

Weekly Berena Fix Berena Fix [weekly prompt] (without the brackets) I am also asking that everyone tags @WeeklyBerenaFix (due to the issues Tumblr seems to be having with tagging)

If you want to add additional tags go right ahead, but I’m hoping to make it easier to find the fills to reblog this way. If you think I’ve missed reblogging your fill (or you’re just excited!) please drop me a link in the submit box and I’ll make sure your fill gets reblogged to the blog!

(please keep in mind that I am working mum, I may be super busy with work, I may have a busy day with my children or your day might be my night, so be sure to give me time to get to all the fics!)

Any questions/suggestions, please feel free to send a message or ask 

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[leclercsbf]

hello!! i know you posted about this a while back but i just wanted to tell you that i honestly would love to see you write that charlos + landoscar fic (the roommates au) i just know for sure that the entire fic would be CHAOTIC because they’re all oblivious lovesick idiots at the end of the day (pls feel free to add in a splash of maxiel as well if you would like too)

and the amnesia au!! YES YES YES. i love the fact that they’re husbands too, i think it’ll be really interesting to see the dynamic between them and that like whole ‘oh’ moment charles would get when he gets his memory back (pls tell me he does gets his memory back because i cannot handle pure angst in this context)

i am so on board with the idea of the set it up au as well, i haven’t watch the film but i did watch the trailer and small parts of it and i feel like it would just make perfect sense to have lando and oscar in that context. and also the idea of having charlos and maxiel as their bosses *chefs kiss* you’re an absolute mastermind

and that line from pierre in the “woke up with lady parts” au is EVERYTHING. it’s just so pierre coded and typically like charles said there’s always an element of “fucking the other person back to normal” so i cant wait to see the direction you’re going to go in with this fic

and of course the whole jack frost and pitch idea is literally so intriguing i love your mind so much

im so sorry if this feels like added pressure i really don’t mean for it to come off that way!!

i just absolutely adore your ideas and your whole thought process and if you do plan to write these fics i hope this gives you somewhat of a motivating boost :)

sending you so much love <33

hi there! please don’t apologize. you’re free to send me asks about whatever, whenever, because asks are generally appreciated. thank you so, so much for letting me know that the ideas i mentioned piqued your interest! if anything, i’m probably going to start with the roommates fic because it seems like the lightest fic overall, but we’ll see how it goes because i haven’t written up a proper outline for either pairing. your boy has unfortunately been too busy to write. i miss it. looks off.

to be honest, i haven’t really figured out whether or not charles is getting his memory back, but angst isn’t currently on the roadmap for the amnesia au. that might change once i start writing it, but i’m not planning on any tears for now! i feel like i owe my ao3 account a bit of joy after the last charlos fic i wrote.

set it up is a very good movie, and i’m not just saying this because i have a massive crush on zoey deutch. i’m not really a romcom kind of guy but this had me very entertained, so i definitely recommend checking it out if you’re in a romcom kind of mood. that said, i don’t plan on following the movie to the letter. i’ll basically just be taking the general premise and maybe a few details here and there, because the kiss cam scene? actual genius.

you know i just had to make pierre say it, anon. i absolutely had to, because it’s a very pierre thing to say. the direction for that fic is basically homosexuality (as per usual) and i’m very excited to write it! the question of when i’ll be able to write it is an entirely different matter, but the motivation is there. believe it. i’m similarly intrigued by my own brain because i feel like it was onto something with that jack frost and pitch thing… i just wish i knew what my brain was cooking because i completely forgot. HELP. glad to know that it sounds interesting to you as well, though!

and don’t worry, it doesn’t seem like you’re pressuring me in the slightest. i really appreciate that you went out of your way to express your enthusiasm for the ideas i’ve got lying around. fic writers do what they do because it’s fun, but it always helps to know that people enjoy reading our work, too. gives us a much-needed boost. sending you just as much love, anon! i’m wishing you the best day. ♥️

#inbox #anon #🎱

[horangkwon]

⭐ Veinte: Praying to the gods of broke college students.

wc: 950

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—I don’t know what’s scarier… the debt, or the fact that we are blindly following Y/N—.

—Shut up, Seungkwan—.

Your hand hesitated before reaching for the knob, but you told yourself that things could not get worse than they already were… unless you got arrested. “No!” you thought to yourself “It’s not the time to be negative, if the police come we can just send them to meditate with Vernon and… Right, the door” you opened it and entered the manager’s office with quivering steps.

Nothing could have prepared you for whatever was waiting for you and your friends inside.

—Why is it so dark in here? Did the manager leave already?— Jiwon asked, completely ignoring Chan’s complaints about Jisun stepping on his foot.

Her question was answered when the lights suddenly lit up and the chair on the opposite side of the desk turned around to reveal a man wearing sunglasses and petting… a rock with a cowboy hat?

—This was definitely not on my bingo list for this vacation— Seungkwan whispered, to which you elbowed him before taking a step closer to the unknown man. Something about him seemed familiar to you, but you were not entirely sure what it was.

—Excuse me, Mr…— you squeezed your eyes to read his nametag —Choi, I’m here to discuss this— you carefully placed the ticket on the desk for him to see.

—Ah, yes, my staff warned me about this and told me that you might show up at my office— he said, not sparing a single look at the ticket but rather taking turns to analyze you and your friends from head to toe —I’m assuming that you are not here to pay what you owe us, and instead you want to convince me that this was all a big misunderstanding, or a mistake you made while being incredibly drunk…— he placed the rock on the desk, crossed his arms and looked at you, or at least you assumed so since you could not clearly see his eyes.

—I have to correct you there, Mr. manager— you said, earning confused looks from your friends who had started to believe that your plan was to beg on your knees for forgiveness. —I was planning on requesting an alternative way of payment…—.

—Are we gonna strip for money now— Chan said before getting his foot brutally stepped on once more by Jisun.

You closed your eyes a few seconds and took a deep breath to stop yourself from hitting your friend with the rock —If you let me, I can work here for as long as needed in order to pay off my debt—.

Silence.

You and the alleged manager Choi Seungcheol stared at each other, you could feel Jiwon burning holes into the side of your skull, but it was fine, there was no other way you could get out of this particular situation while keeping your name clean. —Fine— he finally said —Work diligently for six months here and you’re free to go—.

—Excuse me?!— Chan meddled again, and you were starting to regret letting him accompany you —How low does the salary have to be for Y/N to need six whole months of work?—. Well, he had a point. The rest of your group started murmuring in agreement, not fully believing their ears.

—Can all of you shut up?— Jiwon spoke, her cold and merciless tone making everyone, including the manager, go silent on the spot and look at her —Isn’t it obvious?— she pointed at the manager with her chin —He wants all of us to work for a month to help Y/N, that’s why he specifically said six—. You swore that you saw the man’s eyes shake for a second behind the glasses.

—You’re right— Seungkwan added —Also, his voice sounds exactly like the one that announced the party that night— the atmosphere was starting to get tense by the second; you could tell Vernon was craving some popcorn to watch the drama at a safe distance.

—Indeed, that was me, but I don’t see any problem with that— the manager said —I mean, it’s a part of my job to be in charge of announcements, and the reason we announced the party so late is that I accidentally messed up the schedule, but we could not let the food go to waste so we took a risk— he explained, effectively calming down some of your friends; needless to say, Seungkwan and Jiwon were still staring at him like angry mothers defending their kids from a tired McDonald’s employee who had added pickles to all the burgers. At some point, your team leader had even placed a hand on your shoulder in a protective manner.

—The reason why all of you should work for a month here instead of letting your friend take all the responsibility…— the man continued, completely unfazed by all the negative attention that was directed his way —...Is because I heard from one of my staff members that you guys are working on a project together—.

—Mr. TikTok star, that snitch…— Jisun mumbled under her breath.

—So I offer your team a place to stay together for a whole month, and also working only the morning or night shift, at your choice, so that you guys have time to do your project— he turned to Seungkwan with a smug smirk adorning his face and crossed his arms —Does it still look like I’m the bad guy here?—.

You glanced at your teammates for moral support, but all of them were completely speechless. —Fine— you said, praying to the Gods of Broke College Students so that you would not regret this later —We have a deal—.

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❝⭐Five Dollars and a Dream.❞

Soonyoung's plan was perfect: get a degree in contemporary dance, upload covers on YouTube, perform on the streets, ???, become rich, and live in a gigantic mansion with a family of tigers. Well, there might be flaws in his logic, but his passion (and a lucky encounter) will push him to make his dreams a reality.

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A/N: Today I offer yall a chapter after almost a whole month🙏 med is hard i wish i was bukkeu and could make a living out of barking at seungkwan everyday

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[mpc-unofficial]

Introductory post!

Hello! My name is Kalani. I’m 17 and go by any pronouns. I accidentally got stranded in between universes a couple of years back and got picked up by the Multiversal Pokemon Center, also known as the MPC. They’ve tried to return me back to where I’ve come from, but after failing to find my home universe for a year, I ended up deciding to join their team while continuing to search for my home universe.

The MPC is a relatively unknown organisation located somewhere between multiple universes. We specialise in the rescue of pokemon (and occasionally humans and other creatures!) who accidentally find themselves stranded either in the wrong universe or floating around between them. Upon finding these Pokémon, we would nurse them back to health if needed and attempt to release them back to their home universes. You’ll see a lot of strange pokemon in the center, or really, they’re only strange if you’re not used to seeing the same pokemon in multiple different types and other unknown mons that may not exist in your world.

I work as a helper around the center, and my job is to help out with the miscellaneous tasks I get assigned here.

This is by no means the official MPC account. This account is technically still a personal account, even though no official MPC account exists.

The rascal on my shoulder is Astra. She was the first rescue I’ve helped out with and is now a personal member of my team. We did manage to find her home universe, but she decided to stay with me instead of returning back there. She’s a chimchar, and her typing’s Fairy/electric.

If you guys have any questions about our center, are looking for a pokemon you’ve lost a while back, or just want to chat with us, feel free to type them in our ask box!

OOC info below (and some potentially important stuff):

Kalani is an oc.

I’ve been on the fence for making a pokeblog for a while, but I’ve finally decided to make one! I still don’t quite know how this works, so I may make mistakes. Feel free to point them out to me if I do.

If you have a Pokémon concept you want to see Kalani interact with, feel free to write those in the ask box as well! I’ll like to keep this blog interactive, because there’s only so many type swap/ fakemon concepts I can come up with as a single person. If you want to send in your ocs, that’s allowed as well, just note that this would mean that you would be giving me permission to draw and post them on this blog unless you state otherwise in the ask.

All art is drawn by me unless otherwise stated. Yes, I’m aware that they can look really different. My art has like 0% consistency.

Not everything sent in the ask box will be answered. Sometimes I may accidentally miss out on an ask or simply choose not to reply for whatever reason, please do not spam the ask box.

Ooc tags that would no longer be warned unless there are other ooc tags are in the post as well:

Unreality, Pokeblogging, Rotumblr, In person, (any arc tags), pelipper mail, ask game

The following are open:

Pelipper Mail!

Strange happenings/transformations whatever they’re called (mainly because the MPC is so unstable anything could happen)

Interaction posts (like a new pokemon/type swap/creature infiltrating the center)

Anything else you can think of that isn’t too crazy.

@mpc-unofficial

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[cheesybadgers]

I read the post about people not using the ask feature anymore. So three asks:

1. Do you think the ask feature has been decimated by Discord Servers? I find that's where most of my fandom discussions happen nowadays. It's collaborative and less clunky once you get a critical mass of like minded people.

2. What kind of asks do you miss most? Questions about your current fandom? Questions about your personal life or preferences? Something random and batshit insane?

3. How do you feel about anonymous ask? I hate being perceived, so here we are.

Hey there, Anon! Ooh these are some great questions that have got me thinking this Friday evening, so thank you for sending them 😊

I'll put my answers under the cut, as er, they got a little long and rambling, oops lol.

1. Do you think the ask feature has been decimated by Discord Servers? I find that's where most of my fandom discussions happen nowadays. It's collaborative and less clunky once you get a critical mass of like minded people.

Yes, I think Discord has definitely played a part, especially since Tumblr got rid of its group chat function. I don’t know what they were thinking with that decision tbh. It was a feature I actually used and it was nice to be able to talk to several mutuals at once without it being completely public.

Not everyone on Tumblr necessarily uses or wants to use an entirely different platform to communicate. I’ve tried a couple of Discord groups and one I liked because it was quiet and manageable (although it’s defunct now). I knew everyone in the group pretty well and we used to be in a Tumblr group chat together. The other one was people I didn’t know very well who all liked the same show, but it was too fast paced for me to keep up with. And nearly everyone else was in a different time zone, or knew each other better, so there wasn’t much point in showing up hours after the conversation ended, scrolling through tonnes of messages just to add something that was mostly ignored anyway lol.

I think Discord serves a purpose for existing friends wanting to chat in private, or if a subgroup of a bigger fandom wants to congregate somewhere, but as a main discussion platform? Hmm I don’t know. A lot of them require invites and rely on you knowing they exist in the first place. If you’re new to a fandom or just want to lurk for a bit to get the lay of the land, that puts you at a disadvantage straight away.

I’m going to show my age here, but this is why I think I still lament the heyday of LiveJournal and forums/message boards (I know Reddit still exists but the forums I used were fandom-specific and entirely run by fans). LJ struck a good balance between public and private and between fandom and personal, as you could add friends to your LJ account and restrict blog access to friends only. Meanwhile, you could also join community groups for whatever fandoms you were into and post in those without having to share the inner workings of your mind lol.

Of course, you added friends you met on the community groups and that’s how you got to know people. And because it didn’t have to be a free-for-all, you actually got to learn a lot about the people you followed. They shared their names, photos, details about their lives, their families, school/college/jobs etc. as well as the fandom side of their personalities. Personally, I would never be that open on Tumblr because anyone could stumble across my page. There’s no happy medium anymore. It’s either share everything with the entire internet (or at least all registered Tumblr users) or hide away in a private chat group.

I had a similar experience to LJ with a band’s forum in the ‘00s as well. I haven’t spoken to a lot of those people in 10-15 years but I still remember their usernames and real names, what they looked like, which other forum members they were in relationships with, forum meetups, iconic forum dramas and fallings out we all had. Oh, and I married someone I met on there too lol. I know online romances still happen on Tumblr, but what I’m getting at I suppose is back in those days fandom felt like a proper community.

Obviously there were idiots and people you didn’t like, but because it was moderated and there were rules about abuse, it taught you how to keep things civil and to just ignore/scroll past stuff you didn’t want to see. If you disagreed with someone, you couldn’t send them anon hate or try and get their account suspended out of spite; it forced you to engage with someone else’s point of view and to debate. There was also a much wider range of ages than Tumblr, which, much to contrary belief on here sometimes, isn't actually a bad or dangerous thing lol. I learnt a lot from older forumites when I was an angsty teenager. It wasn’t perfect and there was the odd power hungry mod and people you were just never going to see eye-to-eye with, but that’s life, isn’t it? That’s how it works offline as well. And in hindsight, I’m so grateful I got to experience my formative years in that version of online fandom rather than the version we have now.

2. What kind of asks do you miss most? Questions about your current fandom? Questions about your personal life or preferences? Something random and batshit insane?

I guess I just miss more good faith/no ulterior motive bonding over shared love of characters/shows etc. whether that be in asks or not, and whether it’s with fellow creatives or people who’ve never created anything.  

That’s not to say I wouldn’t answer anything personal, random or batshit insane though…within reason of course 😂 But I don’t naturally really talk about myself a lot unless someone asks or it’s relevant to a conversation. I’m like that offline as well…I guess it’s just my introverted nature. So, fandom stuff always feels like easier ground to ramble about on Tumblr. And the more personal stuff usually follows suit once there is an established relationship of trust. That’s one thing that's been hard to find in the last few years, because too many people have screwed me over lol. I suspect that’s probably a barrier to making new connections across the board if anyone has ever had bad past experiences in fandom. It certainly makes you more cautious.

For comparison’s sake, back in 2015, I was involved in a small but very active and interactive fandom. Everyone sent asks to everyone about the characters, discussed the show vs the book, different ships, ‘what if?’ type questions. I remember receiving quite a few asks, even though I had only made a handful of gifs and graphics for the fandom and generally didn’t create much. I don’t remember there being a divide between creatives and non-creatives though. We were all just collectively losing our minds over the source material and it was absolutely joyous. There was a group fanbook made and even an in-person meetup. Again, it was a proper little community for a while.

Skip forward to 2020 and the fandom I got involved with had elements of community when we were all in lockdown and more people were hanging out online because they were stuck at home. But I think the difference by this point, at least in this specific fandom, was that it was very difficult to feel heard if you weren’t also creating.

I remember having a very specific thought at one point of ‘You either get stuck in and contribute the things you want to see that aren’t already there, or you move on’. It wasn’t in terms of thinking I had to ‘earn’ my place in the fandom, but more I thought I had something different to offer but just quietly saying it in tags or piggybacking on someone else’s posts weren’t enough anymore, especially when I wasn't necessarily getting much back at times.

And I think I managed to carve out my own little niche corner of the fandom in 2021. I got some lovely asks about my fics, I used to chat back and forth in reblogs with a few people and I’ve had some insane essay-length comments on my fics in the past that I never expected in a million years, so I do appreciate all of that, obviously.

I can’t pinpoint when things changed exactly, but I think it must have been as the fandom started getting bigger and the TikTok effect became more pronounced, that the gaps between creatives and non-creatives and between the popular creatives and the smaller creatives grew wider. Competitiveness between creators in general seemed to get worse and a lot of smaller and diverse creatives weren’t treated well as fandoms within fandoms developed around the most popular people. Then it just became a giant popularity contest rife with high school politics rather than it being about the characters and source material, or making friends.

I appreciate I’ve compared a small fandom and a rapidly expanding fandom here, and I'm sure there are still some corners of Tumblr left that are more like my 2015 experience, but my 2020 onwards experience isn’t an isolated incident from everything I’ve read on here and Reddit. Something has shifted even in the last couple of years, let alone beyond that.

I also think perhaps the immediacy and short lifespan of fandoms makes it harder to interact in general, because streaming services often drop an entire season in one day. You know your mutual will be watching it because they’ve been hyped about it on their blog, but you don’t know which episode they might be up to. So, you don’t want to be sending messages/asks potentially spoiling things they might not have got round to yet. Or they’ve watched it all in 24 hours and it takes you several weeks to get round to episode 1, by which point half your dash has already moved on to the next must-watch piece of media. That’s how small the window of opportunity is sometimes now; it’s insane.

3. How do you feel about anonymous ask? I hate being perceived, so here we are.

As long as people aren’t being rude/abusive, I don’t have a problem with anons. I know what you mean about being perceived, so I wouldn't want to remove the anon option for that reason. I've had some lovely fic related anons in the past too, so as long as it's all respectful, I'm cool with it.

But I know anon hate is a problem on here, and I think it partially ties into the whole high school politics thing again. A lot of people don’t know how to deal with their own insecurities and jealousies without taking it out on someone else. The stats obsession that has infiltrated fandom from social media seems to bring the worst out in people, especially re: comparison and not feeling good enough. It's no excuse, but I think that's probably where it comes from.

I’ve also noticed some creatives getting upset by entitled anons just coming into their inbox and saying ‘Part 2 of X fic please’ or being pushy about the next chapter if it’s been a while since the last one. So, I also think a lot of fandom etiquette has been lost in recent years, this being a prime example. People seem to forget they're talking to a human being and just see content, content, content.

And I don’t really know what the answer to any of this is tbh! I would like to think the writers’ and actors’ strikes might help paint a bigger picture of how social media and the way fandom has changed are all interlinked with the big studios’ practices. But who knows? I do see quite a few more posts pointing out these problems nowadays, so I guess that’s a step forward.

#Ask #Asks #Replies

[dreams-and-drabbles]

Don’t be afraid to send me asks~! I would love to write for you!!!

(( Yato is simply adorable. )))

A little bit about me? I’m a huge fan of Genshin, but also— Incredibly unmotivated which means my exp is maxed for my AR which is still 45. Proud Traveler main, that’s never gonna change, either. Like— Do I have other five stars? Yes. Do I plan on putting Lumine first? Absolutely.

I have a bunch of OC(s) * My hobby is collecting them. I’m more than happy to share info about them and the artists I commissioned them from. Just— I probably won’t shut up about them if you ask, so yeah—

My Zodiac sign is scorpio ♏️

I am an INFJ or INFP, they like to swap✨

I’m 20✨

Insta~!

dreamsanddrabbles

You can find me on Discord here:

SIU#0687

((feel free to hmu. I love making new friends. Also, writing recs are always appreciated ))

My personal blog for whatever purpose is:

@dreams-and-dillemas [ ??? ]

My alt blog for OC purposes is: @dreams-and-drawings ~!!!

I go by Aria or Ria, though I have a few friends who call me Dream or Sincerely.

Any/Other for pronouns ✨ Idk who gender is— gender?? who??

If I had to pick a major Kin I have it would be Zoro, from One Piece. I am very squirrel brained and I get lost often. Like— People have left my co op in Genshin bc I got lost looking for a boss. ((Especially the Gevioshap— that one always gets me.))

My fandoms? K-Project, Noragami, Fairy Tail, Danganronpa, Yuri on Ice, KnY, AoT, Atla, Pokémon, Jujutsu Kaisen, JJBA, Naruto, To Your Eternity, Tokyo Revengers, Tokyo Ghoul, BNHA, One Piece, Bungou Stray Dogs, Genshin Impact, Obey Me, and Twst.

R U L E S

* I will write anything for the fandoms above—

* I will write for OC(s) if given a detailed description (OC /Canon or OC/OC are both fine)

* I will write smut, but nothing involving non-con or r4pe

* Any Headcanons for characters that are children will be PLATONIC ✨ ((ie. Chibi characters in Genshin or Erii in Bnha ))

* I am more than willing to help you come up with OC backstories or abilities, as well.

* You can ask me questions, too— I try to be an interactive author, but writer’s block is sometimes a pain.

!!! * [ Slowly going to start following you all back. I just worry at times _(´ཀ`」 ∠) ???]

CURRENT ANONYMOUS EMOJIS :

((We love our anons </3))

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🦀 - Taken

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[ Once again, asks are welcome and very much appreciated </3 Seriously, I live to write for ya’ll. /hj ]

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[thefallennightmare]

A few questions sorry🙂

How are you? I hope your having a wonderful day. Also your pond is so cute! The old house I lived at had one and we had fishes, tadpoles that I may or may not have called sperms…

Absolutely loving Soliders so far, however me being the complete dumbass that I am - is Voin a name like Soldat? Or is to do with the readers powers?

Do you personally think that Bucky and Steve would cheat on their partner? I read a fic where Bucky cheats on reader with her own sister and it’s literally done a number on me. I hate reading Bucky or Steve cheating fics - mow is different because boo Nat (joking)

In Broken did Barry actually cheat? Ngl I hope they get back together - I feel so sorry for the reader so loses her husband then her parents die and now she’s trying to battle alcoholism, I just want to give them a hug!

I hope you know you are so appreciated, your writing is just incredible! I’ve read all your work and love every single one!!

And that’s it I’ll leave you alone now bye bye🤍

Don’t apologize! I love talking to my followers! 🖤

My pond is a hobby/project of my husbands. Completely started it from scratch. We’ve got about seven koi fish varying in size. A shit ton of goldfish/minnows that had babies. Like ten toads that my husband and son brought back from our cabin up north in wisconsin. But they don’t stay close to the pond so my husband brought them inside and they’re in this 150 gallon tank we have in our living room(another hobby of my husband 🙃). We also have 5 turtles. We had two to start with that we kept in the pond last year but brought inside for the winter, hence the reason we got a 150 gallon tank. Then got three turtles from my F.I.L and let me tell you, turtles are fucking disgusting assholes. We had some fish in the tank that they would randomly go after and eat. Such a damn pain lol.

Yes, Voin is a nickname like Soldat. I thought it would be a nice touch to the story. I looked it up and it means “warrior” in Russian.

To be honest, I don’t think Steve nor Bucky would ever cheat on their partners. They’re such old fashion men that they’ll love their partners with everything they have. I hate cheating and low key don’t understand why I keep writing it as a story line 🫠 but the drama I guess lol.

As for Broken, you’ll have to keep reading to find out 😉 I’m also so fucking glad you are reading it and liking it! It’s definitely not my most popular story but still glad Barry’s getting some love.

Feel free to send me whatever other questions you have! I love talking to my followers 🖤🖤🖤🖤

#Tina talks #personal