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ghost-proofbaby · 5 months
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my little scaredy cat
request: [anon] i would love to see watching horror movies with best friend!eddie and reader instinctively grabs his arm and hides herself against him and it leads to feelings and confessions haha
warnings: none! except it's unedited, which would be scary if that wasn't 90% of my writing on here lmao
pairing: eddie x fem!reader
wc: 3.1k+
i had a lot of fun busting this one out. it's just so cute and certainly how i wish i was spending my halloween! also, rest assured, i am also eyeing the other request you submitting anon. <3 happy haunting, my friends.
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This was such a stupid idea. Such a stupid, stupid idea. 
You’ve always been a scaredy cat. Everyone in your friend group was well aware of it – you loved the idea of Halloween, but your poor heart just couldn’t take most of the frights that came with the eccentric holiday. 
It was fine, most of the time. If anyone had the urge to plan out a day at a pumpkin patch, you were eagerly accepting the invitation. If anyone wanted to bake any sort of sweet treats laced with pumpkin spice or caramel apple flavor profiles, you were already in your car and armed with the perfect recipe to help them. Someone wanted to peruse the decoration aisles of various stores? Wait no more, the perfect shopping buddy could be found in you. You, who could handle most of the trivial and sweet aspects of the holiday. You, who divulged in the more aesthetic side of it all rather than the scary side of it. 
Your distaste of being jumpscared or unnerved by gore and ghouls alike only really caused issues when it came to your best friend, Eddie Munson. 
His taste in experience of the frightful time of year was entirely the opposite of yours. It’s not that he didn’t like decorating caramel apples with you or that he didn’t find your choice in decorations cute, because he did. But he liked the terrifying aspect of it all – he liked the adrenaline rush of fictional danger. 
And friendship, in all its glory, is about give and take, is it not? 
Compromise. That’s what he called it when he’d begged and pleaded for you to join him in a movie night. Because the moment the suggestion fell from his lips, you both knew he had no intentions of watching one of your usual festive movies that only teased about the creatures that crept through the night. PG-13 films that didn’t really do it for him. No, Eddie Munson had insisted you join him for a movie night, and you both knew exactly what kind of movie he intended to play. 
You just hadn’t anticipated the scariest fucking movie you’d ever endured for the boy beside you on the couch. 
“Shit!” 
Your squeak is muffled over by the crescendo of creepy instrumental echoing from the small TV across the room. A cycle had quickly been found during this movie night; the movie would fall eerily silent as a tense scene arrived, you’d tense every single muscle so hard that Eddie could feel you shaking from the other side of the couch, and then once the jumpscare occurred and your small squeals were let out involuntarily, his own laughter would follow. 
“Oh, come on,” he coos a little, leaning closer to the middle of the couch, still a fair distance away from your figure bundled up in blankets that were being used more as shields than anything at this point, “That one wasn’t even that bad!” 
“To you!” you snap, yanking the fabric back down from your eyes only to glare at Eddie rather than look at whatever grotesque was plaguing the screen, “I’m a scaredy cat, remember?” 
And oh, remember he does. In all your years of friendship, Eddie had called you that nickname more times than either of you could count. He never meant it with ill will, but it was easier to tease you than to admit just how adorable he found your small reactions. 
Easier to tease than to admit just how badly he wishes you would seek protection or refuge from him during the scares he put you through. 
His face falls slightly, but he doesn’t let his small grin slip up, not wanting to give himself or his twinge of guilt away, “I’m sorry, kitty cat. C’mere – I can protect you from all the big bad monsters-”
Eddie’s opened arms are only met with one of the pillows you’d stolen off his bed to make the couch more comfortable. It smacks into the center of his chest with deadly aim and ferocious power, making him let out an exaggerated oomph. 
“Fuck you,” you grumble, adjusting the blanket around your shoulders now that the scare had passed. You almost tack on a comment about how he’s lucky you like him, because you would never endure this for anyone else.
Robin had tried. Steve had tried. Nancy had tried. They’d all tried to entice you in the scarier, classic Halloween experiences to no avail. Every offer of going to a haunted house, or attending the premiere of the newest horror movies at the local theater, were shot down before they even finished their sentences. 
Only one person could break your staunch demeanor on your limits. And right now, you sort of hated his guts. 
Eddie softens a bit, watching the way you pout and curl into yourself just a little tighter.
“Sweetheart,” he finally drops the cool guy demeanor, his voice gentle as he leans over with genuine concern, “We can turn it off, if you really want. Hell, if you want me to, I’ll put on something in your taste. Little Shop of Horrors, or maybe Beetlejuice? Those don’t usually scare you.” 
The offer is enticing. But you have a point to prove. 
“No,” you sit up a little straighter, square your shoulders with a little more defiance and faux bravery, “No, you wanted to watch…” 
You pause, and Eddie smiles softly as he supplies the title of his film of choice, “Poltergeist.” 
“Right, yes, Poltergeist. You wanted to watch it, so we’re gonna watch it.” 
Your stubbornness is admirable. 
Even when it falters. Even when another jumpscare has you ever so slightly scooching towards the center of the couch, no longer pressed to the opposite arm from Eddie in defiance. Even when Eddie spreads his legs casually, and you bump your knee into his thigh, the slightest touch bringing immense comfort.  
Once you discover that, it all seems downhill from there. 
A press of a knee against the side of his thigh turns into your side brushing his. Suddenly, the blanket you’d wielded like a weapon becomes shared. Moments where you try to hold up a barrier between your eyes and the screen cause slight disturbances in Eddie’s own vision. And then, it happens.
The thing he’d been diabolically planning for years. The one scenario he’d dreamt of every Halloween season, the one intention he’d held secretly every time he’d put your through endless scares. 
The one touch that could send him into cardiac arrest. 
He almost missed it, it happens so suddenly. One moment, you’re just curling up a little bit closer to him. The next, your arms fully wiggly their way around his bicep, capturing his arm in your grasp as your face buries into his shoulder. He can no longer smell the buttery popcorn or faint chocolate on his breath as you invade his space. It’s all sweet shampoo and subtle perfume that tickles his nose, skin against skin in a quick flush as he can hear the vibrations of your predictable scream against the fabric of his shirt. 
You hardly seem to notice the sudden entanglement of your bodies in all your fear — your knees practically in his lap and your torso clinging onto his forearm for dear life. You’re acting on instinct, seeking out humane comfort without considering what you were doing.
When you do notice, you don’t let go, only slacken your grip. 
“Oh, I-“ you stutter, pulling back slightly to look up at a stunned Eddie, “I’m sorry, that’s- I just- I was scared and-“ 
“It’s fine,” he cuts you off, eyes blown wide, “It’s… it’s fine.” 
It’s more than fine.
His heart races in a way no horror movie or haunted house could incite. Every nerve ending tingles, everywhere his body connects to yours burning in delicious warmth. He wants to spend an eternity like this — you, curled up to him, clinging to him like your holy savior. 
Years, and years, and years of wait pays off. Patience is surely virtue as those big eyes of yours look into his. 
After a couple awkward beats of silence, you whisper, “I don’t think I like Poltergeist.” 
Just like that, you have him laughing again. It’s slow and steady, a gentle chuckle that stirs from his chest in disbelief as he tries to thaw from his shock and yearning.
“You think?” he breathes out, tone not nearly teasing enough to cover up the shakiness. 
He swears he can feel your heart pounding against his shoulder. 
“Don’t be mean,” you start to scowl, slowly unfurling. But he stops you — angles his arm so you can’t slip your arms away as easily as before, tilting his head in closer.
“Mean? I could never be mean to you, my little scaredy cat.” 
“You’re literally being mean as we speak-“
And so, he decides to stop speaking. 
It’s impulsive and an even dumber idea than you enduring such a scary movie to be around him. But you look so fucking cute, his heart is tearing up his throat, and suddenly his lips are on yours in his largest spurt of bravery to date. Even more brave than the time he’d made himself a human shield between you and that dude with a chainsaw at the local haunted house, despite the way chainsaws actually kind of made him shit himself.
You don’t fully reciprocate at first. His lips are pressed hard against yours, tips of noses crushed and eyes fluttered shut, and he starts to believe he’s made a mistake. A terrible, terrible mistake that just washed years of friendship down the drain. 
Until your hands tighten on his bicep. Until that soft squeeze comes, and it feels like he can breathe again despite sharing the air with you. 
He breaks away for just a second, “I-“
“Don’t be mean,” you repeat your earlier words with entirely new meaning now. He opens his eyes and finds yours already pleading up at his face, glossy and desperate, movie forgotten. 
Those hands once squeezing his bicep let go and move to the collar of his t-shirt. Normally, he’d make a comment about you stretching it out, deforming the perfect fit that took him ages to wear in, but he can’t be bothered to feel anything but delight when you’re tugging him back in for another kiss. 
And the last thing he wants to be is mean. So he kisses you kindly, kisses you with all the care in the world that he had buried beneath his skin since the day he met you. Kisses you like it could scare away all the monsters that wait in the shadows. Like he’d lay down his life to protect you from the very frights he’d been subjecting you to for far too long now. 
“Hey,” he mumbles, pulling back briefly, “Hey.”
This time, his forehead doesn’t leave yours as he pauses the kisses. 
“God, Munson, I’ve waited for this God knows how long, sat through so many fucking scary movies, and you’re really going to-“ 
“Hold on, what?”
He’s grinning so hard, it aches. In his cheeks, in his chest, in the back of his head. Your words sink in and he relishes each syllable, even in your frustration.
“I- Uh,” you pull back suddenly, fingers still loosely tangled in his t-shirt, “I-“
“Enlighten me, sweetheart,” he insists, eyes finally fluttering back open to catch the embarrassment painted plainly across your face. You wear a nearly painful expression that only tightens as you know he’s watching you, “Just how many scary movies have you sat through wanting me to kiss you?” 
“Fuck off,” you sigh out, shaking your head a little, “I mean it. Fuck right off-“
“Cause I could probably give a ballpark number for how many times I’ve wanted to kiss you during them,” he continues on quickly, “Actually, I bet I could count how many times I suggested watching these fuckin’ films just for this moment only to chicken out.” 
Your eyes are open again in an instant. Sparkling with hope and realization of what he was getting at. “Excuse me?”
“Do you really think I’m that mean?” he scoffs, finally reaching up for your hands, surprisingly calm despite the delightful storm wreaking havoc in his chest. He takes your knuckles in his and lets his thumb trail right over them, “No offense, but if I didn’t like you, I wouldn’t have-“
“You like me?” 
Your voice is sweet as honey, bright and drowning out the horror movie still playing. 
He smiles, boyish glint and all, as he confirms, “I like you.” 
You put the first real amount of distance between the two of you since you’d started to cling to him out of fear, almost as if signaling that bravery beginning to bubble over in your chest, “You actually like me?”
“Yes. Is that so hard to believe?”
“No, I- Well, maybe,” you bite your lip, and he’s suddenly dizzy with the need to capture it between his own teeth, “I just… I always thought you might like someone a little braver.”
His nose wrinkles, hands still twisting yours in his, “Excuse me? I think you’re plenty brave.” 
“Eddie, you’ve said it yourself, I’m a goddamn scaredy cat.”
“So?”
“So,” you persist, shuffling so that your legs fold beneath you and you gain some leverage over him, “You’re the exact opposite. You love scary things. Not even just during Halloween, but year round. And you’re telling me you like me even though I’m a scaredy cat.” 
“I like you because you’re a scaredy cat, thank you very much,” he corrects you immediately, “I love the way you always need me to protect you. I know, I know — not very feminist of me. I’m sorry. It’s just- it’s really fuckin’ cute, y’know?” now that his floodgates have opened, he’s pouring out all the words he’s held back for so long, “And besides, you’re more than just a scaredy cat. You’re also so smart, so beautiful, so funny. Yeah, you scare easily, but you’re also the same person who is the first to put me in my place when I’m being an absolute little shit. And don’t even get me started on all the cute faces you make when you’re talking about things you actually like, or when you’ve been baking with Nance and have flour all over your cheeks-“ 
“Okay, okay,” you stop his rambling before he can embarrass you any further. Any more affection, and your face might end up buried in his shoulder again, “I get it. You like me.” 
It’s quiet for a few moments. The two of you only stare, both smiling stupid, the screams of whatever climax occurring in the movie not even reaching your ears. All you can hear is the echo of his words, of his admission. And all he can hear is the pretty way your breath catches when he gives a small squeeze to your palm. 
It’s nice. It should be more anxiety inducing, it should be more dramatic. Eddie Munson should be absolutely losing his mind right now because he just kissed his best friend he’s been in love with for ages, but he isn’t. Actually, for the first time in a while, it feels as though he’s finally found it — he’s found his mind, he’s found his peace as he’s staring at your shy expression. It just feels right. Like a sigh of relief from the Universe. 
“I like you, too,” you break the silence, unable to meet his gaze, “I mean, you probably already got that, but-“
“Say it again.”
“Huh?”
“I did gather that, but my God, please say it again.” 
Your eyes meet him, and another piece clicks into place. 
Right. It’s so fucking right.
“I like you,” you repeat yourself, a smile beginning to dance on your lips. He can’t help himself — he leans forward and pecks the corner of your upturned mouth, “I like you,” the repetition is music to his ears as he plants a second kiss on your cheek, “I like you, Munson.” 
His peppered kisses mark every inch of skin available to him, making giggles begin to escape you. You even try to hide from his onslaught, but it’s no use. He’s quick to drop your hands and wrap his arms around you, tugging you in close and trapping you against him as each kiss grows more obnoxious. Loud smacking sounds, deliberately leaving spit behind that has you squealing. It’s nothing like the squeaks from when you were watching the movie; these small noises are filled with a little more joy, a little more happiness that only fuels Eddie.
“Eddie!” you try to scold, placing two hands on his solid chest, “Oh my God, stop it. You’re gross.” 
“You love it,” he mutters with his mouth fully pressed to your temple, nose buried in your hair. That sweet, sweet shampoo intoxicating him.
You like him. He didn’t fuck it up. 
You finally go slack in his touch, succumbing and letting him place you in his lap, curled up comfortably as you sigh, “Yeah. Okay, maybe I do. Whatever.” 
“Oh, don’t act all tough now, kitty cat.” 
Your hands are curled back in the fabric against his chest and you share the wonderful ache he had been feeling in his own cheeks and bones as you look down at him with playfully squinted eyes.
When he ducks down for another kiss, you stop him easily, “Nope. First, I have a request.” 
“Anything.”
“Anything?”
“Anything. Name it, and it’s yours.” 
“Please turn off that goddamn movie.” 
He throws his head back in laughter that shoots straight for your heart. The kind of laughter that haunts a chilled autumn night as children prance the streets for candy, as teenagers get into mischief in distant bonfire parties, as elderly couples enjoy morning coffees over eerie fog. 
It kind of feels like home. It kind of feels like everything is as it should be, finally. 
“I suppose I can do that for you, my little scaredy cat,” he muses as his head tilts back forward, chest swelling with affection, “Besides, I think I know something we can do that’s a little more fun than watching the Poltergeist.” 
“Oh, yeah? And what would that be?”
His arms tighten around you as he suddenly throws the two of you to lay down on the couch, his body hovering over yours and pick necklace nipping at your chin while he reaches out to click off the TV. The weight of him between your hips feels even better than either of your wildest dreams.
Years. You couldn’t believe it had taken years for this, and neither could he. But patience is virtue, and he probably would have waited another thousand years for this feeling, truth be told. 
“This,” he says boldly once the TV buzzes in sudden silence, dipping down and continuing where the two of you left off. Two sets of lips fit together like the world’s easiest jigsaw puzzle.
It’s safe to say the rest of the night, any further squeaks and squeals you let out aren’t due to ghosts.
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gimmethatagustd · 3 months
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jerktournament · 8 months
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skz-streamer · 6 months
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Changbin As Reminders
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Simptober Reminders M-list
Pairing: Changbin (skz) x fem!reader
Genre: Fluff ;))))
Warnings: mention of food
Notes: wahhh, Chanbin if def the type to somehow memorize your schedule better then you, who needs the reminders app when you have him! <33333 tbh i dint rlly like this too much but its okayyyyyy
-please read responsibly, and remember that this work is fiction and meant strictly for imaginative fun. the idols used in fics are more accurately faceclaims and personality outlines for imaginary characters, and should not be interpreted as factual representations of existing people
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"Make sure to turn in that report!"
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You were comfortably nestled on the couch, engrossed in the TV show that had captured your full attention. The plot twists and dramatic dialogue had you completely absorbed, and you hardly noticed anything else around you. In your own little world of suspense and entertainment, you lost track of time.
Then, out of the blue, your phone buzzed, causing you to jump slightly in surprise. You glanced at the screen and realized it was a message from Changbin. This was unusual; he was usually in his own world when he was out with the boys, not bothering with his phone.
Curious, you clicked on the message, and your heart sank as you read the words: "Make sure to turn in that report!"
Oh no, you thought, your eyes widening in realization. You had completely forgotten about that report! Panic started to creep in as you wondered how you could have overlooked such an important task.
With a sense of urgency, you quickly typed out a response, trying to sound as composed as possible despite your racing heart. "Yeup! Working on it right now, thanks, Binnie!!"
In reality, you weren't working on it at all. In fact, you had forgotten that the report even existed. But you couldn't bear the thought of disappointing Changbin, who had always been so supportive and understanding.
You hurriedly pulled out your laptop and started to work on the report, your fingers typing furiously as you tried to make up for lost time. The minutes ticked away, and as the deadline loomed closer, you could feel the pressure mounting.
But somehow, with a surge of determination and a little bit of luck, you managed to complete the report just ten minutes before it was due. You let out a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of accomplishment wash over you.
As you submitted the report, you couldn't help but smile. Sometimes, Changbin's unexpected messages were like a timely wake-up call, reminding you of your responsibilities. You were grateful for his support, even when he didn't realize he was providing it
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The morning sun painted a soft glow across your bedroom as you lay wrapped in the comfort of your cozy blanket, still lost in the embrace of sleep. The world outside was already buzzing with activity, but in your haven of dreams, you were blissfully unaware.
As you enjoyed the last moments of rest, your phone chimed, breaking the tranquil morning silence. It was a message from Changbin, your thoughtful and caring boyfriend who was already heading to work. The message read, "Don't forget to turn in that report!" A warm feeling of gratitude washed over you as you read his message. He knew your schedule so well that he even remembered the little details of your work assignments.
You couldn't help but marvel at how he seemed to have an innate knowledge of your day-to-day life. You swore that you had only mentioned the report assignment once, and even then, it was only in passing. His attention to your needs and his ability to remember the things that mattered to you never ceased to amaze you.
With a soft smile, you reached for your phone and texted back, "Thank you, Bin," adding a heart emoji to convey the depth of your appreciation. His simple yet considerate gesture had already made your day brighter.
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Changbin was on tour, and you missed him terribly. The distance between you two seemed insurmountable at times, but he always had a way of making you feel closer, even when he was miles away. He made it a habit to send you little love messages, reminders that he was thinking of you and that he was there, even in the midst of his busy schedule.
What amazed you the most was how he managed to time his messages perfectly. Despite being in different time zones, he always seemed to text you good night exactly at your bedtime, and his replies were lightning-fast, as if he had an uncanny sense of when you needed him the most.
One day, as you were engrossed in work, your phone chimed with a message from Changbin. "Don't forget to turn in that report!" it read. Your eyes widened in amazement. How did he know about the assignment that was due in just an hour? It was almost as if he had some kind of sixth sense.
Playfully, you texted him back, "Excuse me, sir, how did you know I have an assignment due?" The mystery of how he always seemed to know what was happening in your life fascinated you.
His reply came quickly, "Oh! I just know, don't worry about it, bun!"
You couldn't help but smile at his response. Changbin had a way of making you feel loved and cared for, no matter the distance. His ability to be there for you, even from afar, was something you cherished deeply.
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hello I haven't been active on Tumblr in a while so I don't know if brackets/tournaments are still a thing, but they are in my heart of hearts
So! Welcome to:
The Star Wars Pilots Showdown!!
As far as I know, this hasn't been done before, so here we go!
Basically, this is a tournament for all Star Wars characters who are notable for their fancy flying! Although, it's basically open to any SW character that has ever flown a ship without crashing it. They do not have to be "canon" characters (i.e. they can be from Visions or something).
You can submit any characters from any Star Wars media (movie, TV show, book, comic, etc.)! There is no guarantee that your character will make it in. There are no characters who will be automatically part of the bracket before any submissions are made.
Here's the Google Form for submissions! Go nuts! I have not yet decided when submissions will be closed. I'll play it by ear.
Tagging other random bracket accounts because I think that's a Thing you're meant to do to get your bracket Out There:
@theater-kid-throwdown @the-ghost-bracket @half-being-battle @arrowtossingtournament @princessandknightfight @bodyguardbracket @fictional-actors-bracket @friends-to-lovers-tournament @badass-queer-couples-battle @battle-couple-battle @master-and-servant-showdown
(Author's Note: I have obviously never run a tournament before, so pls be nice to me. I am just a small, scared, fragile little boy. T-T)
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For the last Era of this year's Cruel Summer Fic Fest (aka the last leg of our Eras Tour), we invite you to engage in a bit of Microfic Mayhem with us...
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(rules repeated below!)
Over the past ten weeks (& five eras!), there have been fifty-two songs left over—ones not assigned during their respective eras.
From 28 July until 13 August, those songs (pictured & listed below)—plus a few bonus ones—are available as microfic prompts & can be selected by any interested participant.
As a note, while we know the traditional definition of a microfic cuts off at 300 words, we know that some of you are like your mods & can spend your whole life trying to put it into words when you write fics, so we've expanded the length to 1000 words for the purposes of this fest.
No asks or assignments are necessary, you can independently choose from the full selection of available songs, & multiple individuals can select the same song & write microfics inspired by it!
As with the full-length prompts, all selections are "due" by 13 August—tag @cruelsummer-ficfest to submit your microfic so the mods can share/reblog it!
As always— Got a Question...? Send an ask!
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Era One (Debut/Midnights) Options:
A Place in This World
Tied Together with a Smile
Our Song
Beautiful Eyes
Picture to Burn
Lavender Haze
Vigilante Shit
High Infidelity
Would've Could've Should've
You're Losing Me
Era Two (1989/Evermore) Options:
Marjorie
Era Three (Red/Lover) Options:
22
I Almost Do
Begin Again
Treacherous
The Lucky One
Come Back...Be Here
State of Grace (Acoustic)
Ronan
Better Man
Message in a Bottle
I Bet You Think About Me
Sweeter Than Fiction
Death by a Thousand Cuts
I Think He Knows
It's Nice to Have a Friend
London Boy
The Man
Paper Rings
Soon You'll Get Better
Era Four (Reputation/Fearless) Options:
Don't Blame Me
Dress
Getaway Car
So It Goes...
Crazier
Jump Then Fall
Forever and Always
You All Over Me
Mr. Perfectly Fine
We Were Happy
Era Five (Speak Now/Folklore) Options:
Dear John
Last Kiss
Long Live
Sparks Fly
Speak Now
The Story of Us
Castles Crumbling
Hoax
Betty
Peace
The Last Great American Dynasty
The Lakes
Bonus Era (Non-Album Release) Options:
Beautiful Ghosts
Christmas Tree Farm
You'll Always Find Your Way Back Home
Both of Us (B.O.B. ft. Taylor Swift)
I Don't Want to Live Forever
Only the Young
This is What You Came For
Best Days of Your Life (Kellie Pickler ft. Taylor Swift)
Half of My Heart (John Mayer ft. Taylor Swift)
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The Story of You
And so our journey has come to an end 😭😭 I hope this ending makes your hearts happy as it did with mine 🥺 as always, come talk to me about what you thought of this chapter 🥰 All the love 🤍 Mar
Disclaimer: In no way do I wish to spread hate or negative opinions about any of the characters here depicted, this is just fiction and with the purpose of entertaining you guys
Part 20: New Beginnings Part Two
December 14, 2021
Harry. New York, New York. 5:15 PM
Y/N and Pip were taking a nap when the Rowlands arrived, which was convenient because little man had fallen asleep on the way here too; Sarah and Mitch had helped me set everything up for dinner, meanwhile my family had arrived, along with Harry, Glenne, and Jeff, we were sitting in the living room when Y/N appeared from her room.
Everyone greeted her excitedly and she waved, and said hello to everyone, Sarah then pulled her to seat next to her, “Where’s Pippa?”, Y/N pulled out the monitor from her sweater, “Still asleep, she ate at four so she will probably wake up soon”, I walked up to her and handed her a mug with some tea, she smiled and thanked me.
We talked for a little while until we heard a whimper from my room where Mitch had set the baby for his nap, he stood up and made his way to get him, my mum made her way to where Y/N and Sarah were sitting and handed her a plate with some fruit and toast, I could hear her tell her she needed the extra calories, Y/N nodded as my mum kissed her forehead.
Mitch came out with baby Rowland who made grabby arms towards his mum, Mitch placed the baby on her lap, and he then made grabby hands to Y/N, Y/N grabbed his hand and kissed it, the baby let out a little cry, clearly making sure we knew he was not happy with just holding her hand, Y/N tsked before pouting, Sarah laughed and kissed her son’s head before telling him, “Bubbie your auntie can’t hold you yet huh?”
Everyone in the room awed as the little boy settled on his mum’s lap and grabbed Y/N’s hands, Glenne and Gemma came out of the kitchen after helping me plate everything we had ordered, an alarm on my clock let me know I should ask her if she wanted any pain meds, I walked to where she was and crouched in front of her
“Lovie, how is your pain? Want any Ibuprofen?”, she shook her head, “I’m okay, thank you tho”, I nodded and stood up, out of the corner of my eye I saw Jeff grab his phone and furrow his brows before making his way to the kitchen, I don’t know why, but I followed him, when I entered the kitchen, he was on the phone with someone,
“Shit… have they said anything else?”, he turned and gave me an apprehensive look, my anxiety was rushing, he sighed, “I’ll talk to them, no yeah, thanks for letting me know”, he hung up and I bit my nails before asking him, “What happened?”, he sighed, “Uhm, I think we should discuss this with Y/N”, I nodded and followed him to the living room
I went and squeezed her hand, and she gave me a small smile, “Hey, can we talk?”, she furrowed her brows and nodded, she stood up and I placed my hand on the small of her back, we walked to where Jeff was standing in the hall, “I’m sorry, I really don’t want to ruin this, but Tom just called me and let me know you guys were on Deux Moi”
My heart fell to the bottom of my stomach, and I squeezed Y/N’s arm, she raised her hand and spoke up, “I think this is a perfect chance to talk to everyone, no?”, I nodded, and we made our way back to the living room where everyone smiled, Y/N sat down on her place again and I sat down next to her on the floor.
Jeff took a seat on the armchair where Glenne was seated and cleared his throat, “Well, H and Y/I wanted to share and discuss a situation with their closest friends and family”, everyone turned to see us worriedly and I nodded at Jeff so he could continue talking, “Deux Moi posted two blind submissions about them today; one related to him and Olivia’s break up, submitted by a person who worked at the last concert”
There was a grumble around the room before he continued, “And the other about someone spotting us at the hospital, which was then backed up by someone who heard Anne on the phone”, my mum turned to look at us with a sad smile, “I’m sorry lovies I didn’t mean for this to happen”, Gemma squeezed her hand while Y/N shook her head
“Anne don’t fret, please”, she sighed and turned to see everyone around the room, “We knew this would happen eventually; right now, we are in a position where we can manage and control it”, she then turned to look at me, I smiled back at her, Jeff cleared his throat, “What do you guys want to do?”
I sat up straighter, “I won’t address the breakup, that was something I agreed with Olivia”, he nodded, “As for Pippa’s birth”, I sighed and Y/N squeezed my shoulder, “We have decided to post a picture from my account, we have still to figure out what information to share, I just wish we could’ve keep her our little secret for a while longer”, everyone nodded in agreement while Y/N cleared her throat
“We… uhm we know there is another elephant in the room, and we know you guys are dying to ask”, everyone around had looks of curiosity, weariness and also looks of ‘I know where you are heading’, I squeezed her hand in encouragement
“We are a family, and I, personally, am so grateful to share so much with you guys, and we know that a way to share these things is through taking pictures and when you want to, uploading them to social media; we don’t expect you to stop doing so because that would be selfish of us, but we need to protect our baby just like Mitch and Sarah protect baby Rowland”
I kissed her knee before speaking up, “Some of us here have private Instagram accounts, and we don’t mind if you post pictures of Pippa there, but we also know that some of us have public accounts, so if you guys want to post pictures of her please just don’t post her face, we want for that to be her choice someday, and as her parents it is our duty to protect her”
Everyone nodded and smiled, my mum spoke up, “So, can I post something?”, we both nodded, “Just, please let us post the picture to H’s profile first”, Gemma then asked, “When will you post it?”, I turned to look at Y/N, “I think we will do it later, we know what picture we want to post”, everyone smiled at us, a whimper from the monitor had Y/N standing up
“I’ll go get her”, I stood up and followed her to the room, when we came in Pip was just waking up and wiggling, Y/N reached in to grab her, “Good morning baby, why are you so sad hm? Are you sad you are missing the party?”, she kissed her head and settled her on her arms, I went to kiss her forehead, “Do you want me to change her nappy?”
Y/N nodded and transferred the baby to my arms, while I changed Pippa’s diaper, she folded the blankets and turned off the monitor, we had changed her from her coming home outfit and into a little romper, we swaddled her again and I handed her back to Y/N and we started making our way to the living room.
When we entered everyone smiled and Sarah tapped baby Rowland’s hand to get his attention, “Look bubby! It’s your cousin!”, Y/N smiled, and she slowly made her way to sit next to Sarah, Mitch then cleaned his son’s hand with a wipe and said, “Careful with the baby, okay? You need to be soft”, when she sat down, she turned her body three quarters so the baby could see Pippa before speaking up
“This is Pippa, she is your cousin! What do you think honey?”, Rowland number three looked at the baby apprehensively before trying to pat Pippa, out of instinct Sarah grabbed his hand and helped him pat her belly before cooing, “Aww you’re so sweet with the baby, darling, thank you for being so sweet”, Little Rowland gave us a smile with his binky and everyone awed, the baby then turned to see Pippa and pulled his binkie from his mouth and tried to give it to her who already had a binky, I smiled
“Thank you, little man”, he gave me his binky and then he leaned to rest his head on her belly, Glenne took the chance to take some pictures of them, she spoke up, “Let’s take a picture of the two families”, after taking some pictures she instructed for others to pose for photos, after taking the photos my mum said dinner was ready and we went to eat.
December 14, 2021
New York, New York. 10:00 PM
“Are you sure you don’t want me to stay? I don’t mind”, I smiled at Anne before squeezing her hand, “We’re sure, thank you for offering tho”, she nodded and hugged me, “Please call me if you need anything okay?”, I nodded, Gemma then came to hug me and kissed my temple, “Welcome home mumma”, I smiled and squeezed her before pulling back.
After dinner all our guests left except for family, I went into the nursery to feed Pippa, but she really wasn’t hungry, which had me thinking she would definitely be hungry a little earlier and that would maybe give us a bigger stretch of sleep, after saying goodbye to everyone Harry walked them out and I sat down on the couch, Pippa was settled on her Dock a Tot next to me.
Harry appeared on the hallway and gave me a smile, “Do you want some tea and cookies? I bought some special breastfeeding tea for you”, I nodded in appreciation before clearing my throat, “Harry?”, he appeared on the door, “Yeah?”, “Can I talk to you?”, he nodded and sat down on the foot of the couch, “Everything okay?”
I sighed, “I’ve been thinking of how I ran into Elisa the other day, and her face… I cannot stop thinking about it”, he nodded, “Something tells me there is more, a reason as to why she reacted like that”, he cleared his throat, “I’m here whatever you need”, I grabbed his hand, “I wanna talk to her, I need to know what happened H”
Harry smiled, “And I fully support any decision you make, okay?”, the teapot started whirring and he got up to go to the kitchen, I grabbed Pippa who started stirring, after settling her on my chest I reached in for my cellphone and started looking for my sister’s contact.
The phone rang for a few seconds, my heart was beating erratically, Pippa made a little grunt which had me patting her bum hoping she would calm down, although I really wanted to hear her voice, deep down I was hoping she wouldn’t answer.
After nine rings there was a beep, followed by her voicemail message, Hi! I’m sorry I could not answer your call, if you feel like it, please leave a message, if not you can try again, if I don’t answer again, maybe I don’t want to talk to you, I laughed as there was another beep
“Hi Ellie, it’s me Y/N”, I laughed a little, “I don’t know why I felt the need to say that, listen… I wanted to apologize for the other day, I guess… I was shocked, but deep down it made me really happy to see you”, I sniffled, “I kinda wished you would have answered, but I know I wouldn’t have had the courage to say what I wanted to say”
“I would really like to see you, to talk about everything, and I would love for you to meet my baby”, I smiled when I looked at Pippa, “I have a little girl Ellie, I have never felt this happy, I didn’t know I needed her, she’s the love of my life”, I cleared the tears that had fallen, “So yeah, call me, I really would love to see you”
I hung up the phone and let out a shuddering breath, I kissed Pippa’s head, “Everything will be alright lovie, I promise you”, Harry appeared holding a tray and he set it on the coffee table, I thanked him when he handed me the mug and I took a sip, we sat there in silence for a few until Harry spoke to me
“Penny for your thoughts?”, I laughed a little, “I’m sorry”, I kissed Pippa’s head, “But how about we put her to bed and then we can talk?”, he nodded and we made our way to my room, while I changed her diaper and pajamas Harry pulled the sleep sack and brought it to me, I then placed her little Owlet and closed her pajamas and swaddled her in her sleep sack.
Harry turned on the monitor and sound machine and made his way to where I kept the little changing station in my room, he grabbed Pippa and kissed her forehead and swayed a little, I took this chance to go into the kitchen and bring the little snack bin Anne had made for me along with my two Yetis to my room.
My heart swelled when I heard Harry hum to Pippa, after placing everything on my nightstand he handed me the baby and I kissed her head before placing her on her bassinet, we turned off the lights and turned on the night lamp, grabbed the monitor, closed the door, and headed out back.
Harry went to the kitchen to refill our mugs and came back into the living room, I took a sip before speaking up, “So… are you giving me my penny now or later?”, he laughed and placed his mug on the table before turning a little to give me his attention, “I’m all ears”, I gave him a small smile
“I really don’t know where to begin”, he grabbed my hand, “This last year and a few has been crazy for both of us, hasn’t it?”, he nodded and kissed my hand, “But it has been so worth it hasn’t it?”, I smiled I little, “It has for sure”,  he squeezed my hand, “But…”, I laughed, “How did you know?”, he shrugged, “I know you”
I laughed a little and sniffled, he furrowed his brows, “Lovie, what’s wrong?”, I whimpered, “I’m sorry”, “What for?”, I let out a shuddering breath, “You know I love you, and I haven’t stopped, not since the moment you stole my heart and begged me five times to go out with you”, I let out a wet chuckle and he did too
“But you also broke my heart Harry, and so many things surged from that; insecurities, doubts, anger, God I was so angry at you, but I was even angrier at me, because I let my heart in the open and heeded any warning”, he sniffled too, “Y/N…”, “And the we met by chance in LA, and I thought things were going to be okay between us”
“But you still left the next morning, and just left a note saying it was a mistake”, “Because I was scared Harry, I was terrified because everything was so familiar, but you were with Olivia, and everything seemed lovely between you two”, he nodded, “Do you know how hard it actually was to come back to New York and realize I was alone? That the man I loved had changed me for another woman?”, he shook his head
“And then Pippa showed up, and she brought with her a crazy ride and somehow we have made things work between us”, I turned to see the monitor, “And here we are today, and I am still crazy in love with you”, I ran my hand down his cheek, he sniffled, kissed my palm, and whispered to my hand, “As I am with you”
I sniffled, “It has been hard for me to understand and remember that, because deep down I still fear that one day you will wake up and leave me again, and I fear that I won’t be as strong this time”, Harry cleared the tears that had fallen from his eyes, there was some hurt and understanding on his face, “When you kissed me the day of your concert, I felt alive again, I felt like the world could end right then and there and I would die a happy girl”
“And every kiss shared afterwards has been a breath of fresh air, and the one we shared when Pippa was born? It was pure love”, I smiled at him, “But deep down there has been anxiety too, because now, we don’t go first Harry, she does”, he nodded, “And I would rather die than to let her feel the heartache I did”
He sniffled and spoke up, “I will never ever let her feel like I don’t love her”, I smiled, “I know you won’t”, he then ran a hand down my cheek, “And will you? Let me make sure you never go a day without me telling you how much I love you?”, I sniffled, he kneeled before me and grabbed my face, “Lovie?”
I started crying harder and he pulled me into his arms, he swayed us while shushing me, hoping for me to calm down, and I hugged him hard, hoping my hug was enough to convey what I was feeling, but also asking for his forgiveness, for what I was feeling and how it would affect him, when I calmed down he kissed my forehead before pressing his to mine, I took a deep breath before speaking
“My heart wants to say yes, but my brain is screaming at me to say no, to protect myself again, because even if I love you with all my heart, I can’t really forget every single bit of pain I’ve felt because of you”, he nodded and kissed my nose, “And I want to, God I want to just let you love me, but I can’t, not right now”
He ran his hands down my arms, and ever so quietly replied, “I understand, please don’t feel bad”, I felt him start to get up but just a few seconds later he stopped and grabbed my face, “Wait… what do you mean not right now?”, I smiled, and my heart fluttered when I saw his hopeful expression, I leaned towards him in order to whisper to the shell of his ear
“Make me fall in love with you again”, he pulled back brightest smile on his face before he placed his hand on my cheek and squeezed my hands with the other, “Really?”, I nodded but then turned to look at him solemnly, “You get one chance Harry, just one”, he nodded, “And you need to remember that above all we vowed to be the best parents for Pippa, and that will always go first”, he nodded again before giving me a smile
“I will prove to you, that you are worth everything and more, and that I am not the same guy who broke your heart, I will make sure you never regret having accepted going on a date with me only after I asked five times”, we both chuckled, “I know I have a lot to work on, and I promise I will do so, for you, for me and especially for her”, I kissed his cheek, “Having said that, we do need to set some ground rules”
He nodded and came to sit next to me, “Okay first of all no kissing”, I wish I had taken a picture of his face, “We are starting fresh H”, he grumbled, “Forehead, cheek, and temples too?”, I chuckled, “Nah, those are okay”, he nodded with his head before asking, “How about dates?”, I placed my finger on my chin in thought before answering, “I mean, if you wanna get the girl you have to woo the girl huh?”, he laughed at that, he then grabbed my hands and gave them a squeeze
“I hope you know you won’t regret this”, I nodded, “I have a feeling I won’t”, I then cleared my throat, “So… are you ready to share our happy news with the world?”, he shook his head, “No, but if I have you next to me, I know everything will be okay my love”, he pulled out his phone and logged into his public account, we chose the picture and pasted the caption from his notes, then he turned to look at me, “On three?”, I nodded, “One… two… three”, and after a click, the world learned about the one who stole our hearts.
He locked his phone and put it on do not disturb, we both stood up and made our way to the kitchen, while he placed our mugs on the dishwasher I made sure that the door was locked and turned off all remaining lights, we both made our way to our bedrooms, he came into mine to check on Pippa and I took the chance to go brush my teeth, when I came out he was standing on the door with a charming smile and his hands behind his back.
I walked towards him with a sneaky look on my face, I stopped and stood right in front of him, we were just watching each other, I was taking in his dimples, scars, the under-eye bags that have shown up recently and how I still got lost inside his eyes, he cleared his throat and pulled me out of my trance.
He pulled his hand out of his back and offered it to me, “Hi, I’m Harry, it is so nice to meet you”, I smiled at him and grabbed his hand to give it a good shake, “Hi Harry, I’m Y/N, it is a pleasure to meet you too”
December 14, 2021
New York, New York. 11:30 PM
Hi little love, it’s your mom again! I have been a little MIA for the last few days, but all has been for good reason, your arrival. All of a sudden, my doubts, fears, anxieties disappeared, and they were replaced by the love, admiration, happiness I felt when I met you.
My little baby, my little love, my Pippa. I am on Cloud Nine as I watch you sleep next to me; how can this be real? I have a confession to make… when I was around seventeen weeks pregnant, I had a dream, and on that dream, I saw a little boy that looked just like your dad, so I always thought that would be a premonition on who you were.
But boy was I so wrong, because on December thirteen, at exactly 3:47 AM you entered my life, with a cry full of life, with your ten fingers and ten toes, and some cheeks to die for, and contrary to what my dream had said, a little girl, my tiny best friend.
Your dad is in shock too Pip, and man is he crazy in love with you, I wouldn’t be surprised if you end up being a daddy’s girl if I’m honest, your arrival has been nothing short of a celebration, everyone is so very happy to meet you and to be able to share your journey and story.
I feel so blessed to have been able to write this for you baby, and my heart yearns for everything that we will still write along with everyone who loves you, your story began in the most extraordinary way possible, but that is what makes it special, that no stories will ever be the same, and I have a feeling that it was meant to be this way.
So, Pippa, my love, when you read this, I hope I am able to transmit all the love I have for you, you are my dream come true, and never ever forget how much you momma loves you little one, I hope you enjoy the story of you.
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Alexandre Dumas on a childhood anectdote of the Hugos in colonized Spain
(as a warning, there's a brief mention of physical violence and an implication of rape)
(context is the school (the seminaire des Nobles*) was attended only by spanish nobles supporting Joseph bonaparte (only 25 students were left, before the napoleonic invasion it hosted 300) Victor was refered to as Count, that made him very proud. Victor was 9, Eugène was 10, and Abel Hugo was 12.)(Adèle Hugo also tells this story in her bio of Vic)
"there was a boy who was exceptionaly, not a noble, but nevertheless he wasn't the less remarkable figure at the college. He was a young officer, 15 years old, he was named Lillo**, was made a prisoner at the site of Badajoz. He had fought like a demon, killed a french grenadier, and could only be caught after a heroic defense. He was going to be executed (shot) but, by chance, Marshal Soult passed by, was informed, learnt what all that was about and sent him to Madrid with the order to be sent to the College. The order was executed: Lillo was sent to the college, only that in the capacity of both student and prisonner. This child, who had had the title of sous-lieutenenant, who had commanded men, who had roamed the country side with his (harnois, military equipment) on his back, took the college discipline badly for it was abounding in jesuitic silliness, to which, excepting in the common dormitory, where everyone had their private alcove, he was submitted like the others.
Thus he lived, how it was allowed, solitary, and nursing a rage in the bottom of his heart. In his interactions with the other young people, he was cold, melancoly and haughty.
there's no need to say that the three Frenchmen (the Hugos) where object of his private hatred, and that at every instant he held a grudge, (edit: thanks @gavroche-le-moineau for the heads up on “avoir maille à partir avec”!!) him, a soldier of Ferdinand VII, against one or the other of the three sons, and sometimes with the three sons of general joseph. One day, facing Eugene, he refered to Napoleon as Napoladrón (napoleon the thief) ; it must be said that this was the name given almost daily to the victor of Austerlitz.
The insult stinged Eugène, who hit back with this verbal riposte: Lillo had been found when taken prisoner, between the legs*** of the french grenadiers.
Lillo had a compass in his hand; he did not stop to look for another weapon, he flung himself over Eugène, and hit him violently in the cheek.
The injury, or rather, the cut (blessure ou plutot la déchirure) was an inch and a half long. Eugène wanted to duel him, Lillo wanted nothing less, but the professors intervened and separated the young man and the child.
The next day, Lillo had disapeared, and neither Victor nor his brothers never knew what became of him. I can still hear Victor's low voice the day he told me this story: -He was right, this young man: he was defending his country…. but children can't understand that!
*actually both Adele and Dumas say he went to de college des nobles, when the hugos actually attended el Real Colegio de San Antonio Abad (?) nobody knows why the name of the school was changed in both retellings of the story. so it might have been Romantizized, possibly by Hugo.
**Adéle calls the boy Lino, and in fact a Lino Fabrat is listed as a student in the college in 1811
***Eugène seems too young at 10, to be implying Lillo/Lino was raped by the soldiers, but he might be repeating innocently (or not that innocently, the Hugos had seen their share of crimes of war as children in Spain) something he had heard from others
(i was able to get those footnotes thanks to this article -in spanish- about why Hugo includes Badajoz in les mis)(it is extremely interesting and well researched, reveals a lot of how Victor reworked actual events and characters into his fictions)
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Wait, what’s that!? Two PEOPLE are better than one! Let’s give a warm welcome to @hermannsprecursors’s OLIVER FERNSBY AND LADY GUINEVERE!! I’ll just be calling them Oliver and Gwennie, since Gwennie is canonically her nickname, and it’s too much to keep on saying Oliver’s last name. Anyway, they are a human and dream entity and go by he/they and she/her respectfully!
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You thought the last one was long? Well this one was only one submission and more text than Leo! The info will be UNDER THE CUT!
This is bound to be an interesting duo! What’s their story? Well...
“SO the year is 1994. This pathetic little shithead of a 15-year-old boy, Oliver Fernsby, is sick in bed and is having an absolutely HORRID fever. So there's this whole idea that thoughts have power, yeah? Well, his fever dream created an entire world in his head full of fictional versions of the people in his life. Except the world actually exists via magic, and it isn't just a fiction in his head. Anyways.
Guinevere, better known as Gwennie, is the heir to the throne of the kingdom of Wands. Gwennie is representative of Oliver's sister, Stella, who he never got the chance to meet before she died of heart complications when she was only 2 and a half. She represents what he wishes his sister could have grown up to be, and that forms their sibling relationship. They become co-dependent on one another, as Gwennie tries to teach Oliver how to survive in the new world he's become an inhabitant of, and as Oliver tries to teach her to be a proper queen like she should be someday. The two end up needing each other. Their lessons become especially valuable after Gwennie's father is killed in war, and she's forced to prematurely take the throne. Oliver stays by her side the entire time, and ends up helping her kill the person who killed her father, quelling her need for revenge and her violent outbursts. Through his help, she learns to control herself and her abilities. And Oliver learns more about himself, too, and he grows as a person. He learns to be more humble, be kinder, and to rely on others more. The issue is, in his real life, he doesn't really have anyone to rely on. Why else would he have to form an entire world in his dreams? If reality were as it should be, he wouldn't have needed to create Gwennie.”
YAHOO !! We love characters that rely on each other and become better people :] Now why should you vote for these two?
“I WAS gonna submit them on their own then I remembered their stories literally hinge on one another and they cannot be separated. Well they're separated in canon eventually :( but they should NOT be separated in general. They're siblings!!!! They are the found family trope! And also it's really nice and refreshing (in my opinion) to see a m/f duo that isn't really forced into a romantic relationship. BESIDES DO YOU KNOW HOW COOL IT MUST BE TO SAY "YEAH MY SISTER IS THE QUEEN OF A DREAM KINGDOM AND SHE'S MADE OF SHADOWS AND KILLED THIS DEMON KING WITH SHADOW MAGIC. SHE'S AWESOME" AND YOUR FRIENDS ARE LIKE "OLIVER YOU'RE INSANE".
Leaving the dreamworld is literally what traumatized Oliver and what's going to make him a distant father in about 25 years. So. Definitely should not be separated from Gwennie. They need each other in such a unique familial way and it's just so interesting. Plus if you like them then that's one vote toward me actually finishing the game that they're the main characters of.”
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sunnydaleherald · 1 month
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The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Monday, February 19
ANYA: Come in. Enjoy my personal space. (shuts door) WILLOW: I found a dead body near the high school. ANYA: Yes, that can happen. WILLOW: Something horrible killed a boy. Took his skin right off. Anya and Willow have the same reaction at the same moment, and speak simultaneously. ANYA & WILLOW: Was it you? (shocked) No!
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Written in the Stars Chapter 6 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by RavenLove12
Beg Chapter 5 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Maxineeden
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Switch Chapter 3 (Buffy/Spike, E) by sunalso
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chickycherrycola · 6 months
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Okay, I have the same questions for you! How long have you been writing and what are some of your favorite tropes/storylines to write? Also, do you have a movie/show/book you’d consider a hidden gem or under-hyped fave??
Hello there Tower! 🎶 thanks for providing me with a wonderful distraction while I work from home today ehehehe *rubs my tiny fly hands together*
How long have I been writing:
Truly, kind of all my life? I've loved books, reading, and words since childhood - I was that quirky little kid who preferred going to the library over going to the park 😅 I wrote a LOT in high school and college, but I doubted myself too much to ever do anything with any of it. I never submitted short stories to publishing houses, never posted any of my fanfics online as a result. I took a long break from writing after graduating college and only recently got back into it, about... late 2021, I want to say? I re-read some fave old Soul Eater fanfics and got inspired to take up the metaphorical pen again, and I'm so glad I did. Now it feels like all I do with my life is write and I wouldn't have it any other way tbh!
Favorite Tropes/Storylines To Write:
Boy oh boy, where to even begin? I love romance, comedy, and the wonderful intersection of the two in the form of the ROMANTIC COMEDY, which im sure is pretty obvious given the kinds of fics I tend to post. I write as a form of escape from reality and use humor to cope and process big feelings, so writing rom-coms with a lot of heart and mature themes at their core is my jam.
In terms of tropes - my faves are the following, in no particular order: Friends to Lovers, Idiots In Love, Boy Falls First, Found Family (im actually a HUGE SLUT for this one and want to write it so badly!), Second Chance Romance, Animal Companions (i utilize this one a TON in my original fiction), Cozy Fantasy and/or stories that seamlessly weave magic or supernatural elements into the "real" world... and lastly, not really a trope, but Character Driven Stories are the GOAT.
Also... I just really love writing smut. PWP one-shots are my guilty pleasure. >:3
Hidden Gems/Underhyped Faves:
I AM SO GLAD YOU ASKED!
Books (though two of these are comics technically):
-SAGA by Brian K Vaughan & Fiona Staples: adult graphic novel space epic series full of memorable characters and absolutely gorgeous art that tackles a lot of tough stuff and has made me feel the full spectrum of human emotion
-The Tea Dragon Society by K. O'Neill: a wholesome, heartwarming all ages comic chocked full of pocket-sized dragons and the COZIEST fantasy vibes EVER
-The Locked Tomb series: idk if it counts as an underrated fave/hidden gem cause the book series has a pretty sizable and active fan base, but im recommending it anyway cause Harrowhark Nonagesimus is one of my favorite characters in all of fiction, and if you like stories that explore both romantic and platonic partnership dynamics, you should give it a read if you haven't already!!
Shows/Anime:
-D. Gray-Man: shounen anime set in Victorian England about exorcists and featuring the most Cinnamon Roll Main Character in the Universe who I will always love with my whole heart, Allen Walker
-Re:Creators: a reverse isekai in which fictional characters are suddenly pulled from their universes into the real world and tackles the question of what fiction/art mean to us humans, one of my favorite shows of ALL TIME with excellent music composed by Hiroyuki Sawano
-Baccano!: a sort of steampunk/fantasy caper involving alchemists, immortals, outlaws, gangsters, an immortality elixir, and a murder mystery on a train, told in a non-linear format that really puzzles the brain on the first couple of watches
-Witch Hat Atelier: is technically a manga but is getting an anime soon! A series about a young girl who goes to magic school to become a witch, featuring an excellent magic system and gorgeous art
Movies:
-this answer is already soooooo long so ill just recommend my favorite movie of all time, PACIFIC RIM, which if you haven't seen you should WATCH RIGHT AWAY because it has the partners trope you love! Its a 2013 sci-fi flick directed by Guillermo del Toro about kaijus invading Earth from outer space, and the giant, dual-piloted robots that humanity devises to fight back with, and was so revolutionary in its portrayal of its main female character that it created a whole new benchmark for assessing portrayal of women characters in fiction (The Mako Mori Test).
In conclusion - thanks for giving me an excuse to ramble on and on, and I do truly hope you enjoyed all this drivel! 🙏😁
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stimboard-radio · 3 months
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🕸️Greetings! Welcome to my stimboard blog 🕸️
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About
Hello there! My names are Virgil/Joseph, I use he/them pronouns, and I am a bi + aceflux genderqueer guy with autism + ADHD
This blog is a safe space for all except those who apply to the DNI list <3
Main blog is @paranoid-radio
All reblogs and likes are appreciated 🖤
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fandoms
(Aka most of the stimboards I'll most likely do)
Tv shows - good omens - our flag means death - hannibal nbc - succession - the bear
Movies/ musicals - Saw franchise - Insidious franchise - Leigh Whannell films - horror/ thriller movies - Wes Anderson movies - Tim Burton films - Jack and the Cuckoo Clock Heart - starkid Hachetfield/ Hatchetverse series - Hamilton - Melliot musicals (adamandi, TAOPP) - Ride the Cyclone And more!
Musicians/ bands* - Green Day (+ side projects) - Arctic Monkeys - my chemical romance (+ side projects/ solo music) - Ice nine kills - The Strokes - Fall out boy - Davie Bowie - Will Wood/ wwatt - Tally Hall - Jack Stauber - miracle musical - Lemond Demon - iDKHOW - Ghost And more!
(*Please note that these are more intended for album themed/ based stimboards, although I am open to doing some for band members/ personas)
Note: I am willing to do stimboards for fandoms not listed above, they just might take longer and/or not be as higher quality as the other ones, if that makes sense
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rules/ guide for requests
I am willing to do ocs just as long as you give me a description/ image of their appearance
If I haven't done your request that either means that I...
Havent seen it yet
Forgot to do it but will work on it eventually
Refuse to do it for a certain reason
But whatever the reason, please do not request it multiple times
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How to request for fictional media stimboards:
"Hello! May I have a stimboard based on character from media with theme? Thank you!"
Example: "Hello! May I have a stimboard based on paul matthews from the guy who didnt like musicals with dark academia stims? Thank you!"**
How to request for bandom stimboards:
"Hello! May I request a stimboard based on album/ song by band/ musician with theme? Thanks!"
Example: "Hello! May I request a stimboard based on Revolution Radio by Green Day with fire/ cassette tape stims? Thanks!"**
How to request for OC stimboards:
"Hi, can I request a stimboard for my oc name with theme? Their appearance is description/ link to image. Thank you so much!"
Example: "Hi, can I request a stimboard for my oc Remus with a gothic themed stims? His appearance is pale skin with black and red hair and facial piercings. Thank you so much!"**
(**You dont have to use the exact wording I used, just something along those lines)
((Also please note: if you include an image link for your oc appearance, you cannot submit the request anonymously. If you do put a link and submit as anon, I will ignore the request)
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Want to request anonymously? Feel free to sign off messages with an emoji of your choosing to use in the future!***
Taken anon emojis: 🕊️, 🦇, 🦚, 🧪
(***signing off anon requests with emojis isnt required and is completely optional!)
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Dni/ blacklist
Dni: maps/ map supporters, homophobes/ transphobes/ biphobes/ acephobes/ arophobes/ ect. Ect., racists, sexists/ misogynists, terfs/ tirfs, Wilbur soot supporters and/or defenders, conservatives, far right people, real people shippers, so on and so forth
Blacklist: extremely problematic ships/ characters/ media ect., extreme nsfw, extremely triggering topics/ themes (blood and some/ certain gore is fine)
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vampacidic · 1 year
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i once submitted both kokichi ouma and tadashi yamaguchi kin memories as creative writing for school
good on fucking you anon. god fucking bless. can't say ive done this but uh
last year i watched a girl turn in a poem based on beidou genshin impact. complete w a slide show background w beidou in the back. crunchy as hell image though
for history this year our final was to just Make an interactive Thing based on a historical event. and i made a choose your own adventure based on the xyz affair. and i had a couple of my classmates test run it to see if they found any typos and i shit you not. this one boy got 3 slides in and went 'do you write fan fiction'. absolute gut punch
in creative writing club we had a like. get in the circle and share our writing (yay) and there was this one kid who brought up writing fanfic and my teacher. god bless her heart. was like 'oh i used to do that. does anybody else do that?' and i (stupid) raised my hand and then i had to tell the creative writing club i write enstars fanfic and having previously told the teacher i was writing cannibalistic ghosts. she has put two and two together. good fucking lord i'm sorry mrs [redacted]
basil fan art in art class. horribly embarrassing
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cwritesforfun · 2 years
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Masterlist and Request List
Comment, submit an anon ask, or fill in a form for any imagines you want:-)
Request an imagine/you can comment it on an existing imagine as well - https://forms.gle/z9R6x9TyykXNjyhK7 
Comment to join a tag list. Just let me know which one to add you too.
Some of these fanfics are from my other page -
If you ever wanna see all the fanfics I read, I reblog all on @notme22sblog lol:)
MOVIES
BOTTOMS
Hazel Callahan x Fem!Reader - Neighbors
Harry Potter
Cedric Diggory x RavenclawFem!Reader: Dumb Plan
Hermione Granger x Fem!Reader: Study Buddy
Harry Potter x Draco Malfoy
Marvel
Captain America x Fem!Reader: Nightmares
Loki x Fem!Reader: BFFs
Mean Girls
Regina George x Fem!Reader: Girl Crush
Regina George x Fem!Reader: NYC
Regina George x Fem!Reader: Overnight Field Trip
The Hunger Games
Finnick Odair x Fem!Reader: Home Series:
Finnick Odair x Fem!Reader: love as sweet as sugarcubes
Finnick Odair x Fem!Reader: love as sweet as sugarcubes part two
Top Gun
Mistletoe with the Danger Squad featuring Bob, Hangman, Phoenix, and Rooster
NYE Kiss with the Danger Squad featuring Bob, Hangman, Phoenix, and Rooster
Bradley Rooster Bradshaw x Fem!Reader: Hurt
Bradley Rooster Bradshaw x Asexual!Fem!Reader: Flight
Bradley Rooster Bradshaw x Fem!Reader: Farm (Request)
Bradley Rooster Bradshaw x Fem!Reader: Bomb
Bradley Rooster Bradshaw x Fem!Reader: Long Day
Bradley Rooster Bradshaw x Fem!Reader: I want to write you a song
Jake Hangman Seresin x Fem!Reader: Fake Dating & Flirty Rivals
Jake Hangman Seresin x Fem!Reader: Fight For You
Jake Hangman Seresin x Fem!Reader: Hopelessly Love You
Jake Hangman Seresin x Fem!Reader: You’re Sick (Request)
Jake Hangman Seresin x Fem!Reader: Pretend we’re dating?
Jake Hangman Seresin x Fem!Reader: Long Day
Robert Bob Floyd x Fem!Reader: Crush
Robert Bob Floyd x Fem!Reader: Dating Mav’s Daughter
Robert Bob Floyd x Fem!Reader: Treasure?
Natasha Phoenix Trace x Fem!Reader: Kiss
SERIES:
Rooster - Falling in Love
Bradley Rooster Bradshaw x Fem!Reader: Falling In Love Part One
Bradley Rooster Bradshaw x Fem!Reader: Falling In Love Part Two
Hangman - Crush
Jake Hangman Seresin x Fem!Reader: Crush
Continuation of Crush ^ Jake Hangman Seresin x Fem!Reader: Meeting Parents
TV SHOWS
Criminal Minds
Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader: Lunch Date
Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader: Post-Undercover Case
Spencer Reid AU x Fem!Reader: Royalty
Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader: One Bed One Heart
Aaron Hotchner x Fem!Reader: Surprising Him
Derek Morgan x Fem!Reader: Get Your Groove Thing On!
Derek Morgan AU x Princess!Reader: Bodyguard
Emily Prentiss x Fem!Reader: Garcia’s BFF 
Daisy Jones & The Six
Eddie Roundtree x Fem!Reader: LOVE
House Of The Dragon
Aemond Targaryen x  Dorne!Fem!Reader: Arranged Marriage
Outer Banks
Kiara Carrera x Fem!Reader: New Waitress
Sarah Cameron x Fem!Reader: Girl Crush
Sarah Cameron x Fem!Reader: In Love
Sarah Cameron x Fem!Reader: Club Night
JJ x Fem!Reader: KISS
JJ x Fem!Reader: I’m Madly In Love With You
JJ x Fem!Reader: Romeo, Save Me
Rafe x KookFem!Reader: Party Boy
Rafe x Fem!Reader: Alternate Ending to Season 1
Rafe Cameron x Fem!Reader: Hurt
Rafe Cameron x Fem!Reader: Friends don’t look at friends that way
Rafe Cameron x Fem!Reader: Fake Wedding Date
SERIES:
Rafe Cameron x Fem!Reader: I still want you part one.    
Rafe Cameron x Fem!Reader: I still want you part two
SERIES WITH ALTERNATE ENDINGS: Sarah Cameron x Fem!Reader: I’m Done With The Secrets - and the different endings - 
Rafe Cameron x Fem!Reader: Pining 
Kiara Carrera x Fem!Reader: Get The Girl
Shadow and Bone
COMING SOON!
Stranger Things
Eddie Munson x Henderson!Sister: Promise not to leave me?
Eddie Munson x Henderson!Sister: English Help
Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader: Soulmates
Robin x Fem!Reader: Crush
Robin x Fem!Reader: Date?
Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader: I might love you
Steve Harringon x Fem!Reader: Soulmates
SERIES:
Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader: Only One Bed
Only One Bed - Part Two
The Bear
SERIES:
Carmen “Carmy” Berzatto x Fem!Reader: Crush Crush Part Two
Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto x Fem!Reader: Anxiety Attacks & Rude Customers
Anxiety Attacks & Rude Customers Part Two: You’re the light in the dark
The Summer I Turned Pretty:
Conrad Fisher x Fem!Reader: this is me trying
Conrad Fisher x Fem!Reader: Confessions
Conrad Fisher x Fem!Reader: Only You (Request)
Conrad Fisher x Fem!Reader: I like you
OTHER
Harry Styles AU x Fem!Reader: Royalty
Harry Styles x Any Gender!Reader: Scared of Storms
Harry Styles x Fem!Reader: Golden MV Inspired
Random 
Writing struggles
I’m funny so like this ... just kidding, you don’t have to! 
MY FIRST ANONYMOUS SUBMISSION :/
THANKS AGAIN FOR READING THESE!!!
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threadsun · 10 months
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\(//∇//)\Oh you little rascal you! Got me swinging my legs over here giggling and crap 😂 Dude, with me being a libra and all, I freaking LIVE for exchanges like that. I’ll gently push here and there (respectfully, of course) until BAM! I’M ON THE GROUND! I don’t do it in a mean way because it’s not in my blood, but it’s just so much fun to tease a bit! Shoot, am I brat? •.• But legit, I know the feeling, well, in a subby way at least. I’m just like, am I going too far? Was it too much? As you can clearly tell I’m a VERY descriptive writer so I’m just sweatin bullets over here being like, “Did I cross the line there?” Lol. But ahhh that makes sense with Joesph and Jack. Got that good old balancing act once they have healthier relationships with themselves. I can totally see them being service based! But UGH can you just imagine how amazing it’d be to finally have the conversation with them where they feel comfortable enough to share their sexual preferences because they feel safe and comfortable enough with you? Just all that healthy communication and then blowing their minds by just hitting all the right places, having them feel fulfilled and loved while they finally love themselves enough to enjoy it? That they think they’re WORTHY of receiving that love and attention and DESERVE IT? That they can be themselves and receive unconditional love? UGH, freaking love it man! Of course, I also love my Yandere spicy men, but like, healthy bonding and healing is so hot too! But that makes sense with Jack willingly pushes all of his precious desires down he had as Joesph. I know Jack is doing it personally to himself and is being shady af, but poor baby boi putting his life on difficult mode when he could just be loved as Joesph. I know the reasonings and that he’s a fully grown man completely aware of his actions, but my freaking heart man! I’m more emotionally driven than logic based so I keep those rose tinted super glued to my face 😂 Real people? Those bad boys be flying off from the moment they say hi. Fictional characters? What do you mean he’s not good for me? He’s only killed 4 guys and locked me in the house for 18 days so it’s not THAT bad!
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Sounds like someone might be a little bit of a brat, yeah ;3c but hey, that's okay! Just keep pushing and being bratty until someone puts you in your place and reminds you why you love to submit~
lmao yeah my default mode is flirting. I flirt with all of my friends and for my job, so I struggle to turn it off sometimes. But I don't wanna make people uncomfortable either? Then again, if people are coming onto the Kinky Smut Blog, they're probably expecting at least a lil flirting if they talk to me, hopefully?
Yes, exactly!! They're both service oriented, they want to please their partner first and foremost!! But when they finally get comfortable and can embrace the idea of being served, and having their needs and wants prioritised... oh boy does it blow their minds! As soon as they can get comfortable enough to open up with their partners about what they want, rather than just constantly catering to their partner's desires, it opens up a whole world of possibilities! Especially if their partner happens to have the same wants, and just hasn't expressed them yet. Healthy and honest sexual communication is so good!!! I love seeing it so much.
Oh relatable, like yes Jack did it to himself, but also 🥺 he's like this for a reason!! He's like this because of all the trauma Joseph went through!! Sure, irl I'd be like "dude it's on you to fix this shit" but like in fiction... I just wanna wrap him up and tell him its okay and hold his hand while we work through his issues together. I wanna give broken characters who do bad things because of their experiences the same love and care and understanding that I want given to me when I do bad things because of my experiences (though, the bad things I do are like being a lil bitchy not kidnapping). If they're worthy of love and care and help, then I am too! It's character therapy!
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lucidapricity · 1 year
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Wow, I just started reading this story and...
I considered being a silent reader but I just have to tell you what I think of it! First off, it's kind of hard acknowledging the boys are actually divine creatures. You're so used to hearing about them IRL as the humans they are that you can't process in this fictional story, they're immortals instead. So when I really think about it, these are angels who have lived hundreds, thousands, millions (in Namjoon and Jin's case) of years. What have they NOT seen? They're big and powerful! It's hard grasping this because they're always in their mortal form so when I think about them I keep forgetting they're probably capable of pulling a Killua (from HxH) and just easily snatching the heart out of a human with no difficulty.
The fact that these creatures have their eye set on...a human is what's above all else terrifying. How can a human grasp something like this. Especially Namjoon and Jin. Could you imagine meeting someone from ancient days? That would give me psychological issues just as much as them if they were to see everything we have today. If you're going to be as biblically accurate as possible, then that means we are interacting with people who physically existed in every story of the Bible. That...again, that just shows how inferior we are.
See, this is what I like about this story. It's incredibly unique and creative! And I'm unable to process certain things about it! That's how you know you're a good author. I can't wait to see where this story goes. There's obviously something special about Y/N she might have descended from a bloodline of people with spiritual abilities maybe? Perhaps that's how she could see the light emitting from the sword and Namjoon's eye color! Or maybe her fate was sealed the minute she touched the feather. Maybe people with spiritual gifts have a balance of receiving blessings and curses. And if Y/N is one of them- her curse is becoming one with the fallens. Orrrr maybe someone in her family was associated with heavenly beings, did something wrong, and their consequence travels through the family and Y/N was just the unlucky one to have gotten it?
I don't know but I will gladly anticipate! This story has me sitting on the edge of my seat.
I do have a fun little question though: How did Namjoon and Jin adapt to the technology? They are both as old as the sun and they aren't guardians or powers so it's not like they've been to earth. So the first time they held a phone, were they like "I have to find out what this rectangular black box is and how humans are able to communicate with it...I heard it can also produce entertainment" Like I'm just wondering about the little things.
And I don't know if there's one set ending for this or two alternate ones but if you're planning on making one with Y/N finally submitting to them, does she still happen to have the feather she found that day? I was thinking about, if she submits to them, then the black feather she has, she can make it into an earring and wear it on her person always, as a sign that they belong to her and vice versa.
Cheers with college! -🧡 anon
hello orange anon!
first of all, thank you for telling me your thoughts about this fic of mine! i really appreciate getting questions and messages about WotN as the feedback helps me out immensely! it also makes me hyped up to write future chapters ^o^
i can get that it's difficult to perceive that the tannies in WotN are immensely powerful and undying celestial beings, but i believe that's okay! the point of fic writing, especially in yandere or dark rom, is to simply enjoy fiction and not take it seriously; if someone does take it seriously and start mixing up from what's fact and what's fake, then that is when problems will begin to arise. going back to what you said about forgetting that they are these inhumane beings in this story, there will be more chances in future chapters to show off the power they continue to hide from the realm. at the same time, since you are in the reader's pov, it makes sense to forget that they aren't the average human.
yes, it's really crazy to have such a being have such interest in a human! i like stories like that because it challenges the creative mind plus i enjoy monsters messing around with humans bc of that specific power dynamic lolol irl, yea it would be mindblowing to meet something with the knowledge of time itself and really, really terrifying 💀 the story is not going to be completely biblically accurate but it is going to take bits and pieces of it as i am not that religious myself (ironic right lmao) i did have another anon ask something similar about whether or not this fic would be biblically accurate and i still need to finish answering it lol
i'm really glad that you enjoy the story bc of the mysteries behind everything in it, this is genuinely the first chapter fic that i've done haha your ideas/questions about what could be the reason why the reader is seeing things a normal mortal wouldn't be seeing or feeling are really intriguing. all i can say is that any of those could be true but at the same time, none of them could be true ;)
namjoon and jin had the toughest time figuring out modern technologies, many phones and other devices were broken. think of trying to teach an elderly person how to use a touchscreen but times it by 10, frustrating right? all of them had a struggle with the new world but some of them (the guardian angels) adapted faster than the others because they had the consistent exposure to humans throughout the times.
unfortunately, the reader did not keep the feather that she found, she dropped it the minute she started feeling sick and paranoid in the first chapter. but don't worry, they have other ways to show that she belongs to them :)
again, thank you so much for this long ask orange anon!! (●'◡'●)
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