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blackdragoness · 6 months

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PICK-A-CARD READING

IF YOU WERE A DRUG, WHAT DRUG WOULD YOU BE?

WHY DO PEOPLE BECOME “ADDICTED” TO YOUR ENERGY?

Do you give off ALCOHOLIC vibes, CRACKHEAD energy, OR STONER vibes?

**THIS IS PURELY FOR ENTERTAINMENT** I am not calling any of you addicts. Its just a game to have fun so just enjoy it for what it is: ENTERTAINMENT. I am not a professional and the advice given is based off my own personal experience with these addictions. I share what helped me free myself from these vices but I strongly recommend speaking with a professional that can help you better. Without further ado....

LESSSKOOOO

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PILE 1: ACE OF HEARTS

If you chose pile 1, the vice that best describes your personality is:

***STONER***

**** DISCLAIMER: I am not insinuating that you smoke alot of pot, even if that's true haha. I am not your doctor, pastor, therapist, parent, sibling, boss, the police, your parole officer, NONE OF THAT. So I dont care what you do on your own time. I am not condoning those actions either but at the same time, it’s your life and you can do whatever you want with it.****

Regardless of your personal choices, this is what it says about your personality:

Laid-back, chill AF – almost too laid back it can sometimes be mistaken for laziness – but at the same time, a lot of you reading this probably are lazy and already know that. Its not a roast, I’m just affirming what you already know LOL. Big couch potato energy. Very laxed. As contradictory as it sounds, this is actually why people become addicted to your energy. There isn’t a lot of people who have the chill factor that you have and being around you is like a break from the hustle and bustle of life.

The cool kid – the IT Boy/Girl. Everything you do is effortless

Iconic – does your own thing & known for not following the crowd

You guys have a mind of your own!

Unbothered – it is very hard to ruffle your feathers or get a reaction out of you. It is both an admirable and irritable trait depending on who you’re talking to. If not, you may just react to things very slowly and may find yourself hot and bothered after the fact

Very easy going and easy to talk to – you can chop it up with almost all personalities because you are very relatable and relaxed.

CLASS CLOWN VIBES - you may not take things too seriously and can find humor in anything! You say some funny shit man, and you aren’t even trying to be funny.

EFFORTLESS COMEDIAN.

Very witty and intelligent

You can hold a conversation with a variety of people. Whether its small talk or deep intellectual conversations.

People remember you for the conversations that they have with you and the energy that you bring to the conversation. You may not even realize the effect your words or energy have on people but it lingers on their mind and energy long after you have gone away. All a person needs is one “hit” of your energy.

Might be apart of the “woke” culture or many people would describe you as being “woke”

May be labeled an overthinker, borderline paranoid but also a very critical thinker. You may think about things that most people don’t think about. It may shock others how much you know about a variety of topics

Very grounded and rooted in whatever it is that you do.

Natural beauties and very natural bodies.

“LOVE CHILD”

Hippy vibes

You have a reputation for always being in a good mood and always being happy for no reason. Its very rare that you are in a bad mood. It doesn’t mean that you don’t have those days. You just know how to guard your emotions and only let a small number of trusted people see your vulnerable side.

Y’all are A VIBE. Periodt. Point. Blank.

You can vibe with a crowd AND you can vibe all on your own. You could be both introverted and extroverted depending on your mood. Sometimes you might be in a corner on your own doing your own thing, other times you’re mingling with a variety of different people. Just depends on your mood.

You probably have lots of conversations with your self all the time. People might think you’re a little weird for that but you might find it funny

Very unique and one of a kind

You might have your own distinct smell. Maybe you have a certain perfume/cologne that you use all the time that people know you for. OR maybe you just stink and smell like body odor. It can be either one of those two extremes LOL (Smokers LOVE the smell of weed, nonsmokers tend to strongly DESPISE the smell of weed so it goes both ways. Don’t shoot the messenger HAHA)

May have a love for music or be very musically inclined

Lyricist, journalist, writer/author - may be very good at articulating your thoughts and emotions but you may mumble or speak softly.

Every moment with you is a HIGH moment – by “high”, I mean when people see you, even if the interaction is short, its most often the HIGHlight of peoples day.

Everyones BUDdy

Wall FLOWER vibes

May be looked at as slightly ditzy

ADVICE:

Tap into your creativity more. This pile has the creative abilities, if improved and mastered, can be monetized on greatly.

Don’t be afraid to put yourself out there and to stand out.

If you struggle with overthinking, it means you aren’t taking enough action. Start moving and putting your amazing thoughts into action so you can manifest the life you dream about all the time. Mistakes are inevitable and part of the growing process so don’t be afraid to make mistakes or make a fool out of yourself. That’s how you learn. The longer you sit on your ideas, the easier it is for doubtful thoughts to creep in which in turn will stop you from taking any type of action. It is time to take action and slow down the voices in your head telling you that you aren’t enough.

Believe in yourself more and learn to love yourself for all your flaws. Your biggest critic and your biggest competition should always be yourself so build yourself up more. Quit the negative self talk. Critique yourself towards improvement but not to the point of giving up. You’re more than you give yourself credit for.

Be more comfortable speaking your mind in the moment instead of bottling everything up all the time. You only end up beating yourself up in the end and it slows down your progress.

If you are addicted to the drug, my advice is to take a break from it for a bit so you can start being active again in your own life. You don't have to quit cold turkey. Take it one day at a time but the wheels will start moving for you soon as you make that change. Too much of anything, even if it's good for you, can eventually start to work against you. But it's your life. If you can find that balance while still keeping it in your life, more power to ya! 😊

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PILE 2: ACE OF CLUBS

If you chose pile 2, the vice that best describes your personality is:

***ALCOHOLIC***

**** DISCLAIMER: I am not insinuating that you drink a lot of alcohol, even if that's true haha. I am not your doctor, pastor, therapist, parent, sibling, boss, the police, your parole officer, NONE OF THAT. So I don’t care what you do on your own time. I am not condoning those actions either but at the same time, it’s your life and you can do whatever you want with it.****

Regardless of your personal choices, this is what it says about your personality:

BIG GOOFBALL ENERGYYYY

Very energetic and MAFANA (pronounced “mah-fah-nah” meaning “heated” in the Tongan language). You might always be MAFANA and ready to do anything at any moment. Also you might literally be MAFANA in body temperature. Might have a warmer body temperature or may always be hot even in colder temperatures. May enjoy very hot showers as well.

Extremely physically attractive. Sexy and sultry type of aesthetic

Very seductive mannerisms and voice

Very spontaneous and slightly chaotic

You might speak in slang a lot – doesn’t matter the slang, but you have your own way of speaking

People would probably describe you as being very bold and confident. You aren’t afraid to say what’s on your mind and you don’t care who hears.

True to yourself

Very genuine and authentic in all your interactions

You’re probably sociable and outgoing

Extremely outgoing – very rarely are you ever alone. You always have a crowd of people surrounding you or with you.

You have your own unique sense of style and fashion taste. People know and recognize you for your fashion sense. It’s just very……YOU.

Brutally honest but honest nonetheless – people may avoid you because of how honest you can be. But people know when they really need an honest opinion, you are the first person to come to mind.

People may describe you as having multiple personalities. It can be both a good thing or a bad thing depending on who you are talking to. One things for sure, getting to know you is NEVER a bore.

Never a dull moment when you are around

LIFE OF THE PARTY

You are the person everyone hopes to see at an event or a party because they know it will be a fun time if you are around.

Very confident – ALPHA vibes – BOSS energy

You may be everyone’s “go-to” person when they need to vent or get things off their chest. Interacting with you is like a glass of wine at the end of a really rough day. If it was a really tough day, you’re more like 3 shots of Henney instead of wine, lets be honest.

You have a “numbing” effect on people – interacting with you is like nothing else matters but the present moment. You’re a very rare type of person

You are the person to impress! Every room you walk into and every person you interact with, you are the center of attention & people will do anything to get your attention praise, & validation.

Not only are you the person to impress, you are also a very impressive person. You impress through your looks, your skills, your intellect, etc – ALL AROUND impressive

You are very expressive, blunt, and outspoken. You say whatever is at the top of your mind and react to everything based off of your emotions in the moment.

May at times be very moody

Night owls

Kareoke King/Queen

Shameless

No one ever knows what to expect with you. You keep everyone on their toes

Maybe a bit clumsy and silly but thats why people love your energy. Its giving "overgrown child" vibes and its refreshing.

You help heal alot of peoples inner child just by being yourself. You bring that young vibe to any occasion.

ADVICE:

Take more time for yourself and away from the noise and the audience. I sense that you don’t enjoy being alone because that is when the dark thoughts creep in. Maybe you dislike feeling lonely. Get more comfortable with being on your own and in your own energy. Sort out those dark thoughts. Try to figure out where the darkness originated from and learn to heal it. It will improve your social interactions greatly.

Learn to enjoy silence. A lot of positive ideas, peace, and self discovery can be found in the silence.

Your greatest strength is your outspokenness. However, by remaining silent, you can avoid a lot of regret for yourself. You can also learn a lot about others simply by listening and remaining silent. Stay outspoken, but add silence into your personality every now and then to bring more balance to your character

SLOW DOWN - in all areas! Speak slower, walk slower, think slower, react slower, develop relationships slower, etc. You may start many things very quickly and burn out just as fast. Learn to pace yourself and develop your mental/physical stamina

If you are addicted to the alcohol, my advice would be to find a healthier hobby to substitute that vice. Exercise helps with regulating your emotions as well as a healthy eating plan. Get more sleep and start journaling. Having an outlet to really pour out your emotions will keep you from pouring another cup. Take it one day at a time, but the wheels will start rolling for you once you make that change. But it's your life, do as you please! If you can find that balance in your life, more power to ya!

CHANNELED SONGS: ALCOHOLIC by COMMON KINGS

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PILE 3: ACE OF DIAMONDS

If you chose pile 1, the vice that best describes your personality is:

***CRACKHEAD***

**** DISCLAIMER: I am not insinuating that you’re a meth/coke head, even if that's true haha. I am not your doctor, pastor, therapist, parent, sibling, boss, the police, your parole officer, NONE OF THAT. So I dont care what you do on your own time. I am not condoning those actions either but its your life and you can do whatever you want with it.****

Regardless of your personal choices, this is what it says about your personality:

The most energetic of all the piles

CEO/Supervisor energy

Very focused and determined to accomplish anything you set your mind to. You are willing to start things over as many times as you need until you get it right.

You may have an addictive personality but also others may find your personality very addicting as well. Once someone has tasted your energy, its very hard to shake you.

People may become very obsessed with you. You circle peoples minds multiple times a day. They just cant figure you out. You may also be very obsessive and possessive yourself.

FOCUSED. FOCUSED. FOCUSED, Extremely focused individuals. Your focus is probably your most admirable trait.

As focused as you are, you are also probably a very great multitasker

Entrepreneurs or entrepreneurs in the making. You may be very business minded

You are usually always 10 steps ahead of the game. You see all sides and make very calculated moves based off of your observations.

Very observant individuals. You probably notice and remember the tiniest details about people and you know how to make people feel really special in every interaction with you. People don’t expect you to remember certain things they’ve mentioned or worn, but when you bring it up to them long after the fact, you really make people feel SEEN & HEARD. This makes you more trustworthy in their eyes.

May be accused of being narcissistic but that’s not necessarily a bad thing. You may have been a victim to narcissistic abuse in the past so you’ve learned the ins and outs of all the mind games being played. So when someone uses a mind game on you, you flip it back on them and then they have the audacity to call YOU the narcissist. It has become your tool for self defense but also agitates those on the receiving end of your narcissism. To put it into perspective, most super heros and world leaders are narcissistic because they need to be. If not, they would get chewed up and spit out by the world and wouldn’t last a day in their position. If they wanna call you a narcissist because you refuse to adopt their mindset or their perspective, then so be it! Accept the title and keep it pushing. Remain true to yourself.

Very self-reliant and reliable. You conquer every task and assignment thrown at you and you do an amazing job at it in a very time efficient manner. People may try to discredit you or say you couldn’t have done it all by yourself but the proof is in the pudding darling. In reality, these folks are just projecting their own insecurities on to you because we all know, if they were in your position, there is no way they could have done that on their own. No one can deny your workmanship because you prove it time and time again.

Lone wolf vibes. You may not have many friends or you may not be open to inviting new people into your circle. “NO NEW FRIENDS” vibes

You probably have a sturdy set of friends and you’ve known them for a long time.

Very secretive and private. You may enjoy your privacy and may tend to keep a lot of your life hidden from the public eye.

Very protective of your energy and your space.

May have a lot of people who constantly have an opinion on your life. You do a great job at blocking them and their noise out of the way and continuing to push along.

STRONG STAMINA – yall can last for a lonnnngggg time (however you interpret that LOL)

Great debater – if someone wants to come at you sideways, they better come prepared with their arguments because going against you isn’t easy. You know yourself, you know your facts and you know what happened. Barely nothing gets past you.

Out of all the piles, this pile has the most haters. I don’t know why and neither do you. You must be someone of significance to have this many haters. You represent PRESSURE and people feel that energy as soon as you walk into the room. This is a compliment for you but a threat to your haters. No one wants to feel pressured to improve. You don’t try to apply pressure. You just ARE pressure.

You cant be tamed. Very hard to lock down and hard to pin down.

Unbeatable

Invincible

Immunity

Misjudged and misunderstood but never stops remaining true to yourself. Let the haters do their thing but keep doing you booboo.

Diamond in the rough

Might wear a lot of jewelry or you should wear more jewelry but this is something people notice about you. Maybe you have tons of jewelry or you have a piece of jewelry that people remember you for. If not, I suggest wearing more jewelry because it looks great on you.

ADVICE

Learn to handle the pressure that comes your way. You attract what you put out there and unfortunately, this is one of those things that is out of your control. People feel pressured when you are around therefore, you may feel as though pressure is constantly being applied to you. Don’t sweat it. These experiences are to show you how strong your character truly is but you must remain true to who you are if you want it to work in your favor.

Its okay to be more open and available to others. You can still maintain your strong boundaries but you don’t have to shut the entire world out. Remain open!

Keeping an open mind may also be helpful for you. Not everything will play out the way you envisioned it in your brain so keep an open mind so you can solve your problems as they arise.

Take some time to relax. You give off very strong workaholic vibes and sometimes you can overwork yourself to exhaustion. Give your body the rest it needs through sleep. Remember to eat throughout the day and fill your body up with the nutrients it needs to keep you going and alert for your various tasks. Go outside and enjoy the outdoors. Take time to care for yourself.

Learn to lighten up a little. Your laser focus can sometimes make you too serious to be around. Laugh a little. Smile more. Let loose. Enjoy the life in front of you. Balance out your work and play and you’ll find your life is more enjoyable that way.

If you are addicted to the drug, my advice would be to invest in yourself more. You won't have the money to spend on drugs if you throw your money into something that will benefit you more in the long run. Take a class to build on a skill you already have, sign up for a committee, give yourself responsibility and bring purpose back into your life. But start small. Learn to depend on yourself and hold yourself up before trying to overextend yourself for others. Too much responsibility is probably what got you to this point or maybe it was the lack thereof. Whatever the case be, you need to love on yourself more & know that you are more than enough. The wheels will start moving for you once you make that change and the clarity that follows will bring you immense joy.

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matthewscherrypie · 28 days

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Something About You ｡.｡:∞♡* C.S

A/n: I’ve been writing for a little longer now since I’ve posted this, and this fucking sucks and it’s so short, so i would recommend literally any of my other story’s to read😭 ts is so bad istg

THIS IS MY WORK. Do not steal!!

A/N okay this is my first story ever, so please don’t judge. I hope u enjoy it and give me a follow if you wanna see more because I will be writing more!!

🎶 Hit the road, I’m taking off with you 🎶

Y/NS POV

The fresh spring trees bloomed as Chris drove us through the windy back roads of Vermont, Chris just got his license about a month ago, so safe to say he had to do a lot of begging for me to agree to let him drive us to our weekend getaway for just the two of us.

“Eyes without a face” by Billy Idol was playing on the radio, Chris likes rap music, but I’ve always preferred more chill and enjoyable music. I sing along to the song while staring at his eyes, “IM ALL OUT OF HOPEEE” Chris rolls his eyes. “ONE MORE BAD DREAMM COULD BRING A FALL” “I don’t understand why you don’t just wanna listen to my music” Chris says. “Because it doesn’t match the vibe at all Mr rap God” I say.

🎶 check me in, pop the champagne 🎶

We arrive at the cabin and see a white van parked on the curb with a big label that says “rental maids” “Wow what a specific name!” Chris says.

Chris opens my door and I step out of the car. One of the maids standing by the van smoking a cigarette says “need any help with luggage?” “No we are okay” Chris says. “But I could use a cig if you don’t mind” My eyes widen at his question to the nice lady. “Of course!” “I don’t mind at all sweet boy” the maid says while handing him a cigarette with a lighter.

Chris and I walk the long brick path to the entry way of the cabin, I can’t help but notice how perfect Chris looks with his fluffy hair covering the perfect amount of his four head, his rosy cheeks just a bit lighter then his plump lips that sit perfectly holding the cigarette in them. “Your unreal” I say. “What do you mean” Chris says. I just look at him and smile as his eyes return back to the door in front of us.

“Chris Sturniolo and Y/n Y/l/n?” A different maid inside the house asks us. “Yes.” Chris says. “Alright we just got done cleaning, contact us if you have any issues or need anything.” The maid adds as she walks out of the cabin.

As I walk towards the living area of the cabin I see a bottle of champagne sitting on a side table. “Omg Chris look they have champagne”. I say. “Don’t you think we could sue them for giving underage children champagne” Chris says. “First of all, we aren’t children.” “Second of all, it’s free champagne!!” I say.

Chris walks over and grabs the champagne out of my hand and pops it open. The bottle makes a very loud noise as I cling to his sweater. He pours the liquid into two clear glasses that he found in a random cabinet. “One for m’lady, one for me” he says while handing me a glass and keeping one to himself.

🎶 take off her clothes by the fireplace sexy, yeah🎶

We sit in the hot tub just gathering the view behind us. The sun sits perfectly above the mountains creating the most beautiful sunset view behind the hot tub located on the wrap around pourch attached to the cabin. “It’s starting to get cold” I say while shivering. “Well there’s a beautiful fireplace inside, let’s go” Chris says, making his way out of the hot tub.

He picks me up in one swift movement, carrying my wet body inside the house. He grabs two towels, wraps one around his waist, and wraps the other one around me. “Thank you” I say. “Of course” He says, laying a gentle kiss on my lips. “Mmm” I say, laying another gentle kiss on his lips.

The cute pecks we had exchanged each other quickly turned into a make-out sesh, which quickly led to my legs straddling his waist. “Can I take this off?” Chris asks, gently pulling at my bathing suit top. “Please” I say. He gently removes to the top, laying kisses and marking me all over my chest “so God damn beautiful my love” Chris says. His words go straight down to my core, where I’m clenching nothing.

He quickly turns us over, which has him laying on top of me. I grab on the silver chain hanging from his bare chest to grab him impossibly closer as we make-out.

🎶 she looks just like a dream, the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen 🎶

Chris’s pov

We lay naked in bed as my eyes go to the clock that reads “8:38 am” I turn over to see my beautiful girlfriend laying perfectly on her side of the California king, sun gleaming down on her face making her perfect features look even more perfect if that’s possible.

She opens her eyes only to see I was already looking at her. I tuck the pieces of hair that were in her face behind her ear with my hand and whisper in her ear “you are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.” Her eyes immediately light up and cheeks gain a pinkish tint. I pull her onto my chest and we both close our eyes and quickly go back into our slumber.

🎶 it’s so nice to wake up next to you 🎶

🎶 let’s start the day with breakfast in bed 🎶

I wake up, for the second time this morning, and the first thing I hear is y/n snoring. I giggle to myself and get out of bed gently, trying not to wake her up. I head out to the kitchen and start looking in the pantry. I grab pancake mix, and eggs since that’s the only breakfast items located in the cabin. I grab the best pan I could find and start preparing the breakfast.

With the smoke alarm almost going off 2 times, dishes and pancake mix everywhere on the counter. I finally finish preparing breakfast. I cut a strip of pancake into a smile, and put 2 over-easy eggs as eyes on the plate. I drizzle syrup over the plate, and start taking the breakfast back into the master room. “Y/N it’s time to wake up” I say while walking in the room only to see y/n already awake watching her phone. “I made breakfast babe” I say. “I know, I smelt burnt and was concerned then remembered you can’t cook” she says.

🎶 In the car cruising around with you 🎶

Y/NS POV

“Is that it?” I ask. “Yep” Chris says, loading the final suitcase into the trunk. He opens my door as I step into the car and put on my seatbelt. “I’m getting aux this time” Chris says, putting on the song “FE!N” by Travis Scott & Playboi Carti. “This is what you are for hot tubs, fireplace sex & champagne” Chris says. We both laugh as he starts driving home.

THE END…..

A/N okay this was my first story, and idk how the hell I did, it’s definitely not the best but I tried and I hope you guys enjoyed it a little at least. Love youuuu

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sitp-recs · 1 year

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Unseen by @jackvbriefs

Harry/Draco (2020, Teen and Up, 47k)

Harry Potter finally has the chance to leave England and its expectations for The Chosen One behind for good. All he has to do is survive one Auror training conference overseas with Draco Sodding Malfoy.

The best part of working overseas was how little he ever thought of England. Yet sometimes Malfoy's attitude would strike him while he was away. It had lingered, the quiet of him. The denial of any credit. It seemed so unlike the boy that would make badges for the school and risk a Quidditch pitch for attention. Though it did seem somewhat like the one that hadn’t identified Harry at the Manor.

Happy Monday with another rec! I haven’t been this productive in forever but the reread streak is really inspiring me. This was one of my very first Sudsfest reads, and the first time I came across Jack’s writing; it was the easiest thing to explore their other works (highly recommend!) after such a banger. This fic delivered all the things I’m looking for in stories set outside the UK: not only it’s immersive and comforting with gorgeous Bay Area aesthetics but also quite introspective, with a lovely quiet atmosphere that tugged at my heartstrings. I’m surprised that a 50k Auror romance featuring down & out Draco is so underrated, but hopefully this rec will put it on more people’s radar!

I mentioned the contemplative vibe and that was the first element that impressed me here. Jack sets the tone early on in the narrative by presenting a fascinating version of Harry and Draco: both deeply affected by the war, both trying to move on and making peculiar choices while going about it. Harry desperately wants to forget; Draco can’t. I was particularly intrigued by their emotional restraint, as I’ve seen it with down & out Draco before, but to my surprise here’s an equally stuck Harry, keeping anything remotely complicated or stressful away with the L I S T (what a concept!) and torn apart by his two personas, happy and free Harry when living overseas and miserable Harry when he’s back home. I was absolutely captivated by his inner conflict and intentional blind eye to all wrong doings going around him. And the way that spills over his interactions, even with Ron and Hermione, was very interesting and cleverly executed. By the way, the Golden Trio dynamics are absolutely PERFECT - I was hit so hard by their spot-on voices (Ron my beloved!) in the opening scene it gave me a lump in the throat.

Harry’s carefully controlled world is completely changed when Draco comes along with his silent and self-deprecating yet smart and fierce personality. I love how this fic explores his scholar/investigative side and my heart ached watching them slowly open up to each other, Draco’s resolute attitude challenging Harry to leave his fragile comfort zone. The growing UST feels organic and intense all at once, perfectly quiet and tentative but it still made me shake in anticipation. I haven’t read a long T-rated fic in a while and after so much (delicious) dancing around each other I was begging for that first kiss 🥲👌🏼 the slow burn would probably hit me differently without the alluring San Francisco setting, its gorgeous landscapes and endless possibilities. I’ve been there a few times and could easily picture them sightseeing together or staying up and exploring the city’s nightlife.

If you’re looking for something gentle, mature and intimate, I can’t rec this enough. It’s light and heavy at once, but in a soothing and cathartic way. The soft romance and Harry’s arc are developed with a slight melancholy and unhurried pacing that made my heart ache, and I loved the political side plot at the Ministry too. And let’s not forget the gorgeous and intimate suds scene right at the end omg, so hot and intimate I was salivating. Go forth and treat yourself!

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dangermousie · 8 months

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On "upscaling" of covers ie why are we so boring now?

So, my recent desire to reread some Robin Hood retellings I used to love led me to Jennifer Roberson's Lady of the Forest. Roberson wrote a LOT of fantasy (Tiger and Del series is amazing) but she also wrote period novels now and then, and LotF is a historical take on the Robin Hood legend with focus on Marian.

I adored that novel back when I first read it many years ago and every time I've reread it since. My paperback copy is somewhere it's a pain to get to and is probably falling apart, so I went on amazon to get a kindle edition. It's there, I own it, yay but it also made me discover the new cover for it.

This is the original cover. This is the edition I first read as a young Mousie back in the 1990s:

And this is the current cover:

Notice the difference?

The first cover would definitely make me pause and check the book out a bit in a book store. It has a gorgeous old tale vibe that actually does convey a lot - it's heavy on romance (which it is), it has our protagonists (no wonder it's one of my favorite versions - I am a total sucker for blond with PTSD MLs.) The new cover is so depersonalized and generic I'd never pause twice.

This cover, like so many others, has gone respectable. No pretty people (no people at all), no romance no nothing. Some medieval weapon or two, a bland pattern and color. WHY?

The first cover you may like or not but it conveys a story! It catches attention. The second I wouldn't even pause in front of.

I know that romance novels have (sadly) moved from those gonzo covers with shirtless dudes clutching busty ladies but this is not even that. This is just boring.

Two corollaries.

One: I miss 1990s fascination with blond dudes holding their OTPs. Here is Melanie Rawn's Dragon Prince (a delightful old school fantasy read I totally recommend.)

Two: I can't say I get the romance novel cover switch either. This is the old cover for Justine Davis' Lord of the Storm:

This is the new cover:

It's not any less eye popping but it's kinda odd to leave off the heroine (though as someone who's read this novel more than once (it hits some VERY specific kinks; if you read it you know which ones. This is my judgment free zone :P) I am still not sure where she was clutching the dude's leg while wearing a nightie and 1980s hair.)

There are some amazing relatively recent covers that fight the bland and photoshop:

I mean look at this beauty! I checked out this trilogy because of that cover! It's just as gloriously pulpy as the cover promises (side note if you like fucked up x fucked up battle couple, dude finding meaning of life and learning to trust because of one deadly woman, and hot blond guys with supernatural powers and hot dark haired ladies with a huge kill count, boy do I have a series for you.)

Anyway, I don't even know where this is going any more except you should read all the novels I mentioned.

#books #book covers

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practically-an-x-man · 2 months

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You get a professional animator to do one (1) animatic for each of your OCs. What song are you chosing, and what vibes are you going for with each OC?

Ooooooh thank you!!! I've thought about hypothetical animatics for some of my OCs before, but... not ALL of them, so this will be interesting!

Rae: Free by Mother Mother. I'm imagining every "Love let my love inside go... free" being a bloom of her abilities, all this bright silver light as she puts shields around what she loves, and all the other parts of the song being some gentler moments from her life.

Robin: I think it would be fun to play into her musical theatre/opera side - Let's Hear It for the Boy by Deniece Williams (from Footloose). The animatic would jump between her onstage, playing out the song as an actor in the musical, and some little soft scenes of her and Peter being all cute together.

Madison: I know when you recommended it first I said that Belladonna by Ava Max was more of a Nikoletta song (and it is, but I have a different animatic idea for her here), but it could work for Madison too I think. It would focus on her mutation, maybe a few fight scenes with her blinking in and out of sight with her glass knives. Then we see her knives get shattered, and the fins and spines breaking through her skin (sort of a stylized version of what happens in her story), and then the final chorus is her with her enhanced mutation (really driving home the "poison/venom" themes there)

Ophelia: Heartbreaker by Pat Benatar. I'd definitely go with a stylized fight scene for her, probably the fight against Charybdis since that's her biggest fight scene. I'm sure there are other songs that would fit her, but... idk man, Heartbreaker is just permanently linked to Ophelia in my mind, I really need a fight scene set to that for her.

Gia: Absolute Lithops Effect by the Mountain Goats. I'm imagining it starting with Gia fresh out of HYDRA, limping on an old and unfitting prosthetic and opening up this rundown and boarded-up shop in Hell's Kitchen. Gradually we see the green come into her life again: she cleans up her shop and paints it in bright colors, flowers bloom, her clover thrives across the back wall of her shop, she gets a new prosthetic and bright tattoos slowly gather on her skin as she rebuilds her life.

Jasper: Falling Away With You by Muse. I already used it for a Heartstrings chapter, but it could also work as this quieter, emotional piece for an animatic. With the lyrics, and the way it switches between these softer verses and a more intense chorus, I could see a series of flashbacks between the soft, lighthearted start to their relationship with Kyle, and then the angsty journey to recovery and readjustment after he dies and is brought back.

Kestrel: This is another one you recommended, but Daffodil by Florence + The Machine. I could see a lot of nature imagery, and a lot of Kestrel's transformations into various different animals. I don't have a particular story in mind, just a cool showcase of Kestrel as a character.

Katherine: The Lion's Roar by First Aid Kit! I can see Katherine wandering through the desert, with golden magic twining around her hands like ribbons, until this mirage appears ahead of her: at first it wavers, then solidifies into a silhouette of a lion, then splits again into two figures walking towards her - Bastet and Sekhmet. They greet her like family members, maybe pull her into a hug or something, then disappear back into the desert.

Quinn: Breakdown by Icon for Hire. I could see this as a past/present thing, where the first half of the video is her before the accident, running and parkouring with her first crew - and then the music cuts off, utter silence, black and white as she falls and hits the ground. The silence lingers for a few long moments.... and then we're back to the song, full color and vibrancy again, with her post-accident still slipping through the crowds and picking pockets.

Eris: Guillotine Dreams by KiNG MALA for sure!! I want to see Eris fighting like an animal, covered in blood but laughing through the whole way, just causing absolute havoc. I just... I want to see them being an utter riot!!

Nikoletta: I still love Whispers by Halsey for her (thanks again for the rec!) and I think that the tone of it really suits her. I think it would be a very stark animatic, a lot of Nikoletta sitting alone in these dark rooms, a lot of black and white with very few details around her (as an echo of her feeling isolated both internally and externally). Either it could just stay there and be an angst piece, or there could be the gradual addition of colors as she bonds with the Squad - yellow for Rick, red for Harley, eventually a whole myriad of colors for Abner.

Jimmy: Hemorrhage (in my Hands) by Fuel. I'm imagining it starting out pretty angsty... Jimmy's lost kiss, him getting shot in the chest and watching the blood spray out into his hands, him waking up as a ghost and wandering Coney Island, and then... right at the end of the song, while he's on his knees and trying desperately to catch the blood spilling out... we see a figure step in and offer him a hand up, and the blood flow begins to slow.

Prometheus: I know I don't usually include them in the lineup, but... I wrote a whole fic about their transformation from a nightmare into a dream, and it's based on The Calling by the Amazing Devil. I would kill to see that whole transformation sequence set to the song.

#my friends!!!#answered asks #my ocs #jasper wilson #ophelia octavius #oc quinn/aces #madison douglas #oc kestrel #rae mckinney #robin cassidy #oc prometheus #gia pantazis #oc katherine johnson #oc eris #nikoletta bordeaux #jimmy luciano

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caffernnn · 11 months

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Free! Anniversary Fic Recs 🦋🐋🐬🦈🐧 Can you share your fav fics from each year (2013-2023) Free! has been around?

This is a very fun ask!! Lemme root through my bookmarks and see what I can find 😅

2013 - A lot of the stories I have saved from this time are shorter lil one-shots like “Never Leave” by Shimegami (classic mh hug-it-out interlude fic) and “The Sound of Settling” by teke (feelings realization stuff), but one other one I liked was “The Ocean You Gave My Heart” by miaoujones. Smut warning for that one (if that’s not your thing), but something about desert-bound Makoto learning to swim and indulge in water with Haru, thinking upon meeting him that he’s a wonder whether he’s really a mermaid or not, that’s neat!!

2014 - starting to realize the ones I kept any note of from the early years are some of the popular mh fics probably already recommended 10 times over, but there’s a reason why people sing their praises. If you haven’t checked out fics from tide tothemoon like 2/13189000 (mhtokyo my beloved), their writing is *chef’s kiss* delightful. Another AU I haven’t been able to bring myself to revisit was orihime’s reincarnation stories from “I cannot be without you, matter of fact.” There are two different stories, one where Makoto remembers their past lives and a follow up where Haru remembers, and oh that made me ache dude.

2015 - Speaking of suffering, have y’all checked out Heart’s Departure yet? I think we’ve referenced and talked about that story enough for it to speak for itself 🥴 heartbreaking circumstances but still cosmic and so so beautiful. Then, once you’re done crying about that story, hop over to “Shake the Heavens” by Ad_Astra to break down over (what I described in my ao3 bookmark) Makoto and Haru’s “inherently cataclysmic devotion.” I guess 2015 was the year of shoving the boys into tragic AUs and seeing how much they were willing to give up to get back to each other. A whole vibe

2016 - let’s goooo gamers, more AUs!! “I’d Create Oceans For You” by trashness is a fun fantasy adventure that has both tender moments and interesting action (and some banger art from donguris omggg). If you want something more future-fish-flavored that shows that happily-ever-after doesn’t save you from your grief, “Sublimation” by RedScribbler was great. You can find more of my thoughts on that one if you scroll back a bit in my “fic recs” tag — one of y’all sent it in and yeeees it was so up my alley!

2017 - Alright fellas, there are so many to choose from, because now we’re getting into the macbetha years! Who would I be if I didn’t mention “Eyes Wide Open All The Time” tbh?? It’s a long one with its own hard-hitting involved lore and world-building, but Beth builds this unique story in a way that pulls from the characters we know and love so effectively. I’ve sung the praises for this story multiple times (and could so do it again bro don’t tempt me) but I’ll end off with saying that if you’re fascinated in watching deeply-wounded people who’ve been put through hell learn how to make a life in the aftermath, there’s something special for you here. Aaaand, if you want something about 1/10 the length and not as heavy, “159 (Architect/Interior Designer AU)” by intoxicatedcinnamon has some fun moments 😌 that’s another one where you can find more of my thoughts somewhere in the fic recs tag (love when y’all send me stories 💚💙)

2018 - “Coral and Bone” by Macbetha my beloved!!!! Wanna play mermaids and fight the gods? Maybe try to find that summer magic that makes you want to keep going and accidentally fall in love on the way? I am puuushing you toward this story bestie. Everyone’s here and everyone’s having fun! OH ALSO I’m throwing in “Night Changes” by SEMellark because I love stories where Makoto and Haru actually figure out how to talk to each other. (Side note — a lot of these are probably gonna be things I’ve rec’d in the past, so feel free to scroll my tag for more details and consider this list an extra endorsement 😅)

2019 - (drops basket full of love for mutuals) OOPS OOPS OOPS!!! Don’t mind me, just popping in with some “Let’s Get Married” by sagesprouts and “Anthropocene” by testosterogna, nothing to see here but some classic natsunao shenanigans and one of the sickest elemental bender AUs out there 😌✨ I also have some fics from Svana saved from this year, but I’ll be mentioning her again later so hold on okay!!

2020 - alright, now the list is getting longer with everyone jumping back in during the early pandemic days 🏃🏻‍♀️SO FIRST OFF “green eyes, you’re the one I wanted to find” by infinite_always is an absolute FLUFF FEST of a soulmate AU! Unbearably tender moments but who doesn’t love that every so often? OH AND we have another one of my all-time ultimate fic recs here!! “Reaching” by CupNoodles55 has shaped and reshaped how I look back at Eternal Summer in the way I’d want any great canon-compliant fic to. Big love for interlude scenes and extra bits that help recontextualize or deepen what a moment could’ve meant in the show. Gonna end off 2020 with “The Sea Aflame” by Dizzydodo because even though this urban fantasy story is unfinished, I was super drawn in by the prospects of dragon!Makoto and whatever god stuff was going on with Sousuke. An interesting universe I love thinking about again from time to time.

2021 - Starting off strong with “love on the water, love underwater (and so on)” by rudimentaryflair because we love introspection here!!! Lovely writing style with lines that make me want to scale the walls. This take on Makoto is so so special. Also gonna rec “To Clear Away Today” by suhmayzooka (omg hiiii) if you want to be thrown into another hard-hitting intricate AU with loads of potential. Love exploring what we’ve got to see of the world so far 💞 and OOOH IT’S TIME!! “Extraordinary” by Svana_Vrika is basically canon to me at this point. Svana has a lot of sweet shorter stories with Makoto and Haru (look here, look here), but this one is everythinggg my guy. Similar appeal to “Reaching” mentioned earlier: a story of interludes that bring the story we already know to life in a delightful new way. Required reading for mhtokyo fans forreal. ONE LAST ONE OKAY!! “Teacher” by VeloxVoid is a great future fic with teacher!Makoto and artist!Haru (and I’m not biased just bc it was a gift exchange for me with details fit to my specific tastes wdym🧍🏻). Domestic blisssss

2022 - Ooh we’ve almost caught up y’all ☺️ gonna start with “All This and Heaven Too” by SocksAreArgyle because sometimes the bestie crafts a smorgasbord of smut with a delicious throughline of character/relationship development baked in. If you want your choice of spicy makoharus or some character exploration, you’re SET with this one. Next is “I Let My Heart Go” by martincrieff because sometimes the bestie looks at poor pining Makoto and goes “you know what would be messed up?” AND I JUST !!! So full of love and now full of flower petals. Hanahaki!Makoto my dearest boy!! Aaaand ending off the year with some tender mh (to Ikuya’s detriment) in “The Night Train” by Lizzyboo. They’re so softtt with each other and UGH this story is so nice. Love watching people take the crumbs from FS/FS2 and make a meal 💜

2023 - The year is young! And old! So here’s some more, with who knows how many bangers yet to come 🎉 First going to throw in the Makoharu Week 2023 collection for your perusal because I saw some fantastic stories emerge from that event. If you have twitter, I’d recommend also seeing some of the threadfics posted over there from the event as well 💚💙 and I thiiink I’m gonna close off for now with “just like it was always meant to be” by tonfea because they’ve been putting out banger stories that deserve all the love. Haru introspection is one of those things that isn’t always done very well (which is especially hard to reckon with in older fics) but tonfea’s stories all have an intimate understanding about Haru’s mind and journey that just makes sense.

Alright hello we made it to the end!!! Might’ve thrown in more than expected but I hope makoharu enjoyers find something on this list that fits their fancy 🥲 (and if anyone wants to rec something or ramble about a story here that they loved I’m all ears)

#fic recs #makoharu #oops all makoharu #a wonderful stroll through the past decade #(also I didn’t tag people but quite a few of the people I mentioned are here so uhh hiiiiii)#thanks for sending <3 #anonymous

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outerspacebisexual · 2 years

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Better Man - Billy Hargrove

Summary: You wished that Billy Hargrove was a better man, because then maybe things would have been all right.

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Reader

Word count: 4.37k

Warnings: 100% angst, canon typical-billy violence, swearing, please don't read if you don't cope with reading dv/abuse situations like in the show

a/n: i'm not a billy hargrove apologist and this will probably be the only billy hargrove fic i will ever write. i personally don't vibe with writing him because he's so shitty, but this fic idea wouldn't leave me alone

SERIOUSLY recommend listening to Better Man by Taylor Swift which this fic is based on. seriously. will make so much more sense if you do.

Sometimes in the middle of the night, you thought you could feel him.

You knew that it was just the loneliness pressing in around you, not him, but if you closed your eyes and tried hard enough, then that empty space was replaced with his chest, moving in sync with yours as you breathed.

But as soon as the comfort came, it was gone, leaving you utterly alone as you curled into yourself, wishing with all your heart that he was a better man.

It hadn’t been a small-town fairy-tale romance story.

New boy on the block Billy Hargrove hit the Hawkins like a well-built, hot as hell freight train.

You hadn’t been immune to his sly grin and bedroom eyes. He was straight out of a magazine with his looks and demeanour, making the girls of Hawkins High fawn all over him the way they once did with Steve Harrington.

You had been content with watching from the sidelines as he made his way around the school flashing smiles and winks at every girl he passed. He was bold and perfect and gorgeous, according to Marsha from your English class. He had already made his introductions to the popular girls; already had them practically drooling over him.

Your paths hadn’t crossed until part way through senior year when he had been sat next to you in science class.

His cologne wrapped itself around you before you had even looked at him.

“Hi,” he said, leaning back against his seat as he eyed you up. He seemed like he wanted a reaction out of you. He might have been attractive, but you still had some self-respect.

“Hello,” you replied, turning back to your worksheet. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see him still sat perfectly still, just watching you. “Do you have a problem?” you questioned.

“Just trying to work out how I haven’t come across you before now.” His tongue played with the toothpick between his teeth. It would have been easy to follow along with his little charm game. But you wanted to have some fun.

“I’m sorry,” you said, fully turning to him. “What was your name?”

He blinked and you fought to keep back a smile.

At first, you thought he wasn’t going to answer, but he did. “Billy.”

You nodded. “Billy…”

“Hargrove.”

“Well Billy Hargrove, this worksheet needs to be completed by the time class ends, which is in—” you checked your watch. “—forty minutes. Better get to it then.” You fished through your pencil case, pulling out a pen and placing it on his desk. “I noticed you’re lacking in school supplies. Feel free to keep it.”

When you turned back to your paper once again, he adjusted in his seat to look down at the blank worksheet in front of him, but you could still see him eyeing you.

The rest of the lesson passed by quickly, and you were up and out of your seat before Billy could even try and talk to you.

He watched you leave though.

Two days later, he was sat in the same seat beside your desk. It had surprised you because if you were honest, you thought he’d leave you alone after your antics in the last lesson.

“Hey,” he said to you, and you nodded to him in acknowledgement.

“I see you still have my pen, Hargrove.”

He glanced down at the pen spinning between his fingers. “Yeah.”

“Better put it to good use then.” You gestured to the blackboard with the lesson instructions on it before leaning closer, as if you were going to conspire with him. “It was my favourite, so it’ll feel left out if you don’t.”

You couldn’t deny the rush that went through you as his eyes went to your lips. He stared at them for a long second before returning to your eyes. “Sure thing, dollface.”

It wasn’t until after the weekend that Billy accosted you in the hallway as you turned from your locker. “Hey, L/N.”

You stopped short as he stepped in front of you. “Hargrove. What can I do for you?” You knew people were watching you and you tried to keep your cool as their eyes bored into you.

“Meet me after school?” It didn’t sound like a question, and you narrowed your eyes.

“Why?”

“Because I want to take you out,” he said, as if it was common sense, like you were missing something.

You blinked. “What?”

He rolled his eyes, half huffing as he repeated, “I want to take you on a date after school.”

You should have said no, but that smile he was giving you made your knees weak, so instead you said, “Sure.”

The world was so quiet at four in the morning.

You wished that the inside of your mind was as quiet as the streets outside. But you could do nothing about the thoughts that raced through your mind as you stared at yourself in front of your mirror.

Your eyes were haunted, bags more purple in the dim light from your bedside lamp. Your cheeks were stained from the tears that you just couldn’t stop.

“You did the right thing,” you whispered to yourself, despite how wrong it felt in your heart. “You know you had to do it.”

You didn’t recognise the woman sitting opposite you. She was so far from what you had thought you would ever be. You seemed so sad, so lost.

It didn’t matter how many times you repeated those words, it didn’t reassure you. It kept feeling worse. You didn’t feel brave. You didn’t feel like it was what you wanted.

You did the right thing. You know you had to do it.

Your conversation with your co-worker was cut short as arms wound their way around your waist.

“Billy!” you said, nearly jumping out of your skin. “You scared me. What the hell is wrong with you?”

He laughed as you spun around in his arms. “Sorry, baby.”

You smiled and brushed the hair from his eyes, those eyes that were so bright today, so blue that you could almost drown in them. You felt like you had been drowning in them for the past six months. “What are you doing here?” you asked, eyeing the almost empty JC Penny.

“I came to pick you up from work.”

You rolled your eyes. “I said I could walk home today. You didn’t have to drive all the way here to pick me up.”

He pressed a kiss to your mouth, utterly shameless in the middle of the store. “I don’t want you walking home anymore.”

Your heart melted. “I like walking.”

“I don’t care. Front seat has my girl’s name on it from now on.”

You found yourself as brash at him, kissing him back as you wrapped your arms around his neck. “How lucky I am.”

You tried to keep your tears back as your pushed through the crowded house, drunk teens swaying back and forth to the pounding music, not a care in the world. Just how you had been until thirty seconds ago when you walked outside to find your boyfriend kissing another girl.

You slammed the front door open, finally out into the fresh air. The cool breeze felt so nice against your flushed skin, but you didn’t stop as you made your way onto the street. You didn’t know where you were going. You didn’t even know how to get home. You just needed to get away from him.

Unfortunately, he was faster than you, and significantly more sober. You stumbled as he grabbed your arm, spinning you to face him.

“Let me go, Billy,” you slurred, trying to pull your arm free.

He tightened his grip, making you wince. “Listen to me, let’s go back inside.”

You laughed in his face. “You think I want to go back inside after seeing you making out with Marsha? You’re—You’re delusional.”

“It was just a kiss—”

“Yeah, with a girl who isn’t your girlfriend—who isn’t me.” You tried to reef your arm away again. “Let me go.”

“No. Listen, it was a stupid rush after smashing the keg stand. It didn’t mean anything.”

You scoffed. “Is that supposed to make it any better?”

“Yes. It is. Because I said I’m sorry.”

“You haven’t, actually,” you spat. “And��And I don’t want to see you right now. I want to go home.” Your voice cracked and you looked away from him. You wanted to be anywhere but standing on the street where other people were watching you cry.

He didn’t say anything for a long moment, and when you looked back at him, he heaved in a breath. “Fine.” He started dragging you back to his car.

“What are you doing?” You stumbled over your feet, but he caught you before you could hit the ground.

He opened the door and helped you in. “I’m taking you home.” He slammed your door shut.

“You’ve been drinking,” you said as he climbed into the driver’s seat. Even in your current state, you knew that he had had way too much to be driving.

“I can still drive,” he said, his Camaro roaring to life, drowning out the blaring music from inside the house.

You shook your head. You wanted to get out. “Billy—”

“Enough,” he yelled, and you flinched, leaning away from him. He looked over at you, eyeing the shocked look on your face. He swallowed, closing his eyes for a moment. “I can drive,” he said when he opened them.

You just stared at him, his figure swaying as you tried to see him through your drunken haze. He didn’t say anything else as he sped through the streets, jaw clenched tight.

You had never been scared of Billy before. He was scary by nature, his cocky, arrogant nature rubbing people the wrong way, but you had never feared him. You had even seen him fight other people before, patching up his split lips and bruised cheeks. But you had never been on the receiving end of his rage.

And you never thought you would be.

The mall was packed for a Sunday afternoon, and you found yourself more grateful than ever as you closed up shop for the weekend. You only worked a half-day on Sundays, and you were excited to have the rest of the day off to catch up on some sleep.

You checked your watch. Billy would still be another ten minutes to pick you up.

You weren’t allowed to walk anymore, he reminded you every time you left for work. It didn’t matter that you actually enjoyed the walk. It didn’t matter because he always picked you up.

Your eye caught the Scoops Ahoy sign and your stomach was grumbling before you could even enter the store. The smell of all the sweet treats wafted into your nose. As you approached the counter, a familiar face came through the back doors.

“Steve?” you said, shocked to see him.

“Y/N, hey,” he said, smiling at you.

“I didn’t know you worked here.” You hadn’t seen him there at all in the months that you’d worked in the mall.

He nodded. “I started a few weeks ago. Punishment from my dad for not getting into college.” He sounded bitter and you grimaced. You had been friendly enough with Steve in middle school to know that his dad was the absolute worst. It honestly did not surprise you that he would make Steve get a job at the mall.

“That sucks, Steve. I’m sorry.”

He waved it off. “It’s all good. Do you want something.” He pointed at the selection of ice-cream in the display cabinet.

You smiled and ordered one for yourself and one for Billy.

He happily obliged and began scooping them for you. “How are things since graduation?”

“As good as they can be, I guess. I didn’t get into college either, so I’m thinking of finishing up at JC Penny and then getting a job somewhere else. Something more—” you hesitated.

“—Grown up?”

“Yeah,” you laughed. “Crazy that we’re looking down the barrel at the rest of our lives.”

He rolled his eyes. “Tell me about it.” He handed you your ice-cream, and you thanked him as he got started on the next one.

You went to ask him about his plans when you heard you name being shouted. You turned to see Billy walking towards you, making his way through the crowd of people milling about.

He was early.

“Hey, Billy,” you said to him as he approached.

“I waited for you at the store,” he said by way of greeting, and you could see the cloud beginning to grow behind his eyes.

You had become used to it, the sudden mood fluctuations. You quickly tried to diffuse the situation. “Sorry, I was hungry and wanted to get something for lunch.”

He raised a brow. “Ice-cream?”

You could hear the disapproval behind his voice, and from the way Steve faltered as he scooped, you knew he could, too. “I just thought it would be a nice treat.”

Billy’s eyes went to Steve, who surprisingly held his ground against the stare. After a second, Billy’s attention flickered between Steve and you. Your heart started to race.

“We’re going.”

You faltered. “I got you one, too,” you started, pointing at the ice-cream Steve was holding, but Billy didn’t look away from you. He grabbed your arm.

“I don’t care.”

He started to pull you along. “I haven’t paid yet. Billy, I need to pay for it,” you rushed. His nostrils flared, and you went to reach for your purse, but Steve spoke up.

“You already paid, Y/N. Don’t worry.”

You looked at Steve, but his eyes were on Billy’s hand on your arm. You silently begged him not to say anything. He thankfully didn’t, but his eyes didn’t leave you until you were out of sight.

You and Billy were silent as you got into his car. He gripped his steering wheel, knuckles turning white. “What were you talking about with Steve?” The question was poised like casual conversation, but the ice behind his words was clear to you.

“Just about work,” you said, keeping it as simple as possible.

“Work?”

“Just work. And about plans now that we’ve graduated.” You tried to keep your voice steady.

He was silent again, just gripping the steering wheel as he looked straight ahead. You tried to keep as still as you could. He nodded after a few minutes, turning the key, and tearing out of the carpark.

The wind blew softly against your skin as you sat on the edge of the hill, the clouds dyed a beautiful shade of pink with the sunset.

Max breathed in the fresh air from where she sat beside you.

You turned and looked at her. Her long hair was pulled back from her face, eyes closed as she relished in the feeling of the sun on her face. She looked so beautiful, you thought.

Throughout your relationship with Billy, you and Max had grown close for many reasons. You didn’t have a little sister, and Max became that for you, even if Billy didn’t like it. There was one big reason you were bonded so closely, but neither of you dared speak about it. Not even in private.

She turned her head to you, and you smiled. “You look so lovely, Max,” you said. Her smile grew bashful, and she turned from you. “I’m serious.” You nudged her. “Lucas is a lucky boy.”

She laughed at that, even as she fiddled with the grass beneath her. “I really like him. Like, really like him,” she admitted. You reached out and placed your hand on hers.

“I’m happy for you, Max. I know you were scared at first, but this whole first love thing is really exciting. Lucas seems like a really nice guy. You should enjoy it without being worried about anyone else.” The words felt heavy as they left you, that little voice in the back of your mind reminding you that you hadn’t taken your own advice.

She smiled brightly at you, and you squeezed her hand.

The sound of Billy’s Camaro roared from behind you before it crested the hill. His footsteps were barely audible on the grass.

“Hey,” he said as he sat down beside you.

You turned to him, but the words died on your tongue as you noticed the bouquet of flowers in his hands.

“These are for you,” he said, handing them to you.

The paper crinkled as you took them from him. It was a multi-coloured arrangement, the colours muted by the bright pink sky. Your eyes clouded as you noted it contained all of your favourites.

You pulled your eyes from the flowers to him, and he just sent you his signature Billy Hargrove smile. The one that you had fallen for. The one that you would fall for time after time.

“You didn’t think I’d forget, did you?”

You had only briefly mentioned to him this morning that it had been your first day at your new job. You hadn’t expected him to get anything for you, let alone your favourite flowers.

You swallowed a sudden lump in your throat and said, “They’re so beautiful, Billy.”

He shot you a wink that still made your stomach flutter. “Only the best for my girl.”

You turned your eyes back to the flowers, fingers ghosting the array of flowers. It had been months since he’d brought you flowers. You hadn’t known if he would ever buy them for you again.

“Thank you,” you said after a moment, turning back to him. You leaned over and kissed him, relishing in the softness of the kiss, his hand coming up to rest on your cheek. When you pulled away, he was grinning at you.

“What?” you questioned.

He chuckled. “Nothing, I’m just watching Max gag over your shoulder.”

You spun around to see her looking anywhere else but the two of you. You laughed, holding out the flowers for her. “Do you want to see?”

She gingerly took them from you, and you watched her inspect them all. You could hear Billy moving closer to you until he was behind you. You looked back at him with a raised brow, but he didn’t say anything.

He just placed his hands on your shoulders and reclined you back until you were resting in his lap. He ran his hands up and down your arms, tracing gentle patterns there.

It reminded you of when the two of you used to come to this very spot when you first got together, spending hours here talking and…not talking.

You placed a soft kiss to the inside of his forearm, the skin warm from being in the sun all day.

This was your Billy Hargrove.

You tried to reason with yourself as you sat on the curb outside Billy’s house.

It had been a big night. His father had been in one of his moods, and they always affected Billy. They always made him worse. You knew that he would be back tomorrow to apologise. He always came back.

But as you nursed your arm and hissed as the cold night air pushed against your reddened cheek, you weren’t sure you wanted to be there when he did come back.

Neil had been in a mood as soon as he opened the door. You and Billy did your best to stay out of his way when he was home. Neil had never been one to shy away from saying what he thought, especially about you.

Normally, Billy and you let anything he said go, choosing to leave the house when he was in a mood.

But Neil had been on a warpath as he stalked over to Billy and pushed him against the kitchen counter. He hadn’t held back when he started yelling about something you couldn’t even remember. He hadn’t held back when he started to bring you into it, shouting awful things about you into Billy’s face.

Billy had done exactly what he did every time: he just tried to stay still and give one-word answers. And you had done what he had instructed you to do: stand still and don’t say anything, except for one tiny comment to Neil. One comment where you tried to defend Billy and your relationship.

When Neil had finally tired himself out, he left, car tearing out of the driveway.

You and Billy had stood in silence; him listening for his dad’s car, and you listening to his breathing as it got more and more raggedy.

“What did I tell you?” he asked you, turning to where you were stood.

“Billy—” you started, backing up as he came closer to you.

“—No. What is the one thing I tell you not to do?” he yelled into your face as you flinched back, trying to get as far away from him as possible.

“Billy, please—”

He grabbed your arm hard, yanking you away from the counter and closer to him. Your arm burned as he twisted it, getting right in your face. His eyes were icy, nothing of the soft Billy he had been just thirty minutes before. But it was still your Billy. “What is it?” he screamed.

You felt something strain in your arm and you cried out, but he backhanded you across the face.

You sobbed as you finally said, “S—Stay quiet.”

He pushed you away, letting go of your arm as you crumpled to the ground, cradling your face.

You didn’t look up at him. You didn’t dare to even speak as he just stared at you.

You tried to get your breathing under control, but every breath just brought more tears.

He didn’t say anything as he stalked out of the room, front door slamming on his way out. His Camaro roared to life, and you only cried harder as it pulled out of the driveway. You could barely think anything other than that you were glad the Max was at El’s for the night and Susan was still at work.

You had barely been able to see as you stood and made your way to his room.

You had barely been able to lift anything as you started packing a bag with the few things you left at his house.

You had barely been thinking as you dialled Nancy’s number, begging for her to pick you up.

It was only now, after thinking about the last thirty minutes that you started to second guess yourself. That you started to reason with yourself like you always did.

It was still Billy.

Your Billy Hargrove.

Billy who took you on dates and loved you. Billy who picked you up from work and loved you. Billy who brought you flowers and loved you.

He loved you.

But all you resolve disappeared as Nancy pulled up. Her eyes shot to your face and your arm and the bag on the ground beside you. You knew that she knew.

And you felt so ashamed.

She didn’t say anything other than a quick, “It’s going to be OK.”, as she picked up your bag and led you to the car.

She was so gentle as she opened the passenger door and helped you inside.

You barely noticed that there were other people in the car. Your eyes darted over Jonathan Byers, Steve Harrington, and Robin Buckley. You wanted to ask why they were there, but you couldn’t bring yourself to speak as they looked at you with such pity and compassion.

You sat quietly until she had asked you what had happened. You gathered that they could already put two and two together, but you knew that she was asking because she needed to know if she was correct.

So, you told her. You cried as you told her—and the others—about what had happened.

It was the weeks afterwards that were the hardest. The weeks after you chose to run.

When Nancy had told you that you were brave—that it was the bravest thing you had ever done—but it hadn’t felt like it.

It just felt like you had left your Billy Hargrove.

He had come looking for you. To try and apologise, just like he always did.

But just when you thought about going back, you stopped yourself. Because you were tired of it.

You were tired of hanging on to every careless word, hoping that he would go back to being the kind, sweet Billy Hargrove that he was at the beginning.

It took you three weeks to realise that there had never been a kind, sweet Billy Hargrove.

He had only hidden those parts of himself from you. Until he decided not to. Until he decided that you didn’t get to do the things you liked anymore. Until he decided everything that you could and couldn’t do.

It took you four weeks to rally your pride up again, and you held onto it as tight as you could.

But no matter how hard you tried to ignore that tiny part of yourself that missed him, you couldn’t stop it. You still wondered about him. You thought about every moment of your relationship, trying to work out where you went wrong.

Because you would still love him, if he was a better man.

And you guessed that you would never know if he would have become that better man.

You wondered if he had grown out of his father’s shadow, would he have been the one? If things had been different, if he hadn’t let that awful and hateful part of himself fester, would he have been a better man?

You weren’t sure that he would have. Because deep down, you knew that he was a bad person. It just took you getting out to realise it.

#billy hargrove x reader #stranger things x reader #stranger things fanfiction #billy hargrove x you #billy hargrove x y/n #billy hargrove angst #stranger things angst #billy hargrove fanfiction #outerspacebisexual

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alittlebitofeverythingtbh · 1 year

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Taught A Lesson

Corey Cunningham x fem!reader

Warnings: smut, 18+, catcalling (not by Corey, he is a gentleman), choking, some light knife play

Authors Note: I got catcalled last week and was like?? Damn where’s Corey to stab a bitch for me fr.

As much as you liked it when Corey picked you up on his motorcycle, you really did like walking to places. It made for some decent exercise, which was perfect when stuck sitting down all day at work. And you could listen to your playlist with the volume a little too loud. It was freeing.

Speaking of work, work ended early today. Turns out the higher ups started implementing shorter days throughout the week due to your still missing coworker. What the fuck had Corey done to him? Maybe it’s better you didn’t know.

You stretched out your legs before you began your walk home. Putting your earbuds back in, you began listening to a duo known as Boy Harsher that Corey had recommended to you a while back. They specialized in synth music, which Corey had been listening to more and more lately. I should introduce him to Cats, you thought with a grin.

You were simply vibing to the music when you heard a man whistle at you from behind. Turning around, you saw a guy with black hair on a bike across the street where you just were. You sighed, “men.” The man on the bike didn’t seem to like that you hadn’t responded, as he pulled up beside you against the sidewalk. “Hey pretty girl,” he said with a grin, “what’s your name?” “My name?” you asked, “oh yeah. It’s Leave Me The Fuck Alone.” The guy huffed, annoyed by what you said, “wow, okay bitch. I was just being nice!” You said nothing, continuing to walk. When he grabbed your arm, that was his big mistake.

Before you could make a swing for his face, someone already beat you to it. Coming out of seemingly nowhere was your boyfriend, who looked absolutely pissed that some other guy was touching you. Corey decked him in the face hard, panting angrily. “Leave her the fuck alone,” he growled, glaring down at the guy. If looks could kill….

“Shit, I’m sorry man. I didn’t know she had a guy already,” the guy said, acting as if he hadn’t harassed you. You could tell Corey was itching to pull out his pocket knife, so you instead grabbed his hand before he could make a move. You felt his fingers tighten around yours protectively. “Baby, let’s go,” you said to him quietly. Corey looked away from the man and back to you, his brown eyes dark with the look of murder on his mind. But he nodded, and began to walk you away from the man on the ground.

“What are you doing here anyway?” you asked him, “were you following me?” Corey shook his head, “no, I was gonna see if you wanted to go grab a snack at the gas station. But I’m glad I was there when I was.” Corey’s motorcycle came into view, parked not far from where you had been grabbed. The gentleman he always was, Corey helped you into his bike before getting on it himself. The drive home after was silent, neither of you saying anything. You held tightly onto him, your head in the crook of his neck.

Once you were inside, Corey shoved you against your wall. You let out a sound of surprise as you felt him grip you tightly. “Baby?” you asked. Corey’s right hand was gripped into a first against the wall, his left at your hip. He leaned into the crook of your neck before you felt his hand leave your hip. He reached into his pocket, pulling out his pocket knife. You shivered in confusion as you felt him move the blade underneath the skirt you had wore to work.

Before you could ask what he was doing, you felt the cold air hit your hip as he cut the fabric of your skirt. In one motion, the side of your skirt had nearly been sliced completely, the waistband the only part remaining. Dropping the knife, he broke the waistband with his hands. You were in complete shock as he grabbed your hips. “Corey what are you-“ you began before you were cut off by him kissing you roughly.

“I should have done something else,” he said, his eyes narrowed, “didn’t do enough to him.” You shook your head, “you did plenty baby. You got him good, I promise.” Corey didn’t look convinced, staring out your window as if searching through the walls for the man who harassed you. You reached up and put your hands on the side of his face, pulling him out of his trance, “baby, it’s okay. If you need to take out some anger…then do it. I’m all yours.” Your boyfriend stared at you, cocking his head as if confused. You nodded again.

Corey mashed his lips onto yours, almost clanking your teeth together. One of his hands lowered and you felt a couple of his fingers swirl around your clit a few times before shoving into you. You let out a whimper of his name as he wasted no time thrusting them in and out of you. You felt like putty as he fingered your against the wall.

“Not gonna let anyone have you,” he mumbled against your throat, leaving soon to be bruises along it, “you’re mine. All mine.” His fingers curled in you, just the way you liked. Corey always knew what you liked, keeping a sort of mental list about what got you the loudest. His fingers thrusted harsher inside you, desperate to get you to come undone for him. You clung to him as you pushed back against his fingers, your slick pooling into his hand.

“Corey…” you whined, hiding your head against his chest. “Yeah?” he whispered against your ear, “you gonna cum for me, baby? Do it. Cum all over my fingers and tell me you’re mine.” You nearly sobbed out, “I’m yours Corey. All yours, no one else’s…” And then you came hard around his fingers, tightening around them. Corey kept up his pace until he was satisfied enough. He brought his hand to his mouth, sucking his fingers clean. That sight never failed to send a shiver down your spine.

You were pressed back up against the wall as Corey roughly kissed you again, his hands moving to undo his belt. He pulled away for a moment before pulling down his pants and boxers, stroking himself a couple times before he lined himself up against you. “Tell me you need me,” he demanded, “tell me you want this.” “I need you Corey,” you whimpered, “I want you so bad.” Satisfied, he pushed into you in one thrust. The gentleman he always was, he waited until you were fine to continue. Corey wasted no time slamming himself into you again and again after that, his thrusts desperate and rough.

“My girl,” he growled, “you’re my girl. No one else’s. All mine. I won’t let anyone touch you.” You whined out an agreement, gripping his hair tightly. Corey cursed at your grip, gripping your hips tightly in his hands. His grip was rough enough you knew there would be bruises tomorrow. You loved it. His hands stayed at your hips for while as he thrusted harshly into you, but eventually one moved up to go around your throat, lightly choking you. Even in his desperation, he didn’t feel like hurting you.

“Harder,” you whined. This never failed to shock Corey, who always was so cautious about choking you. But whatever you wanted, he would give, so the hand around your throat tightened as his thrusts sped up. “Fuck baby,” he groaned, “you’re so good. So good for me. Such a good girl. My good girl.” You loved it when Corey rambled while fucking you. You tightened around him a bit, causing him to curse and whine. The hand tightened even more, now making it so that all your sounds came out as choked squeaks. No wonder he called you mouse.

“I love you,” Corey said, “I love you so much.” His thrusts slowed with his words, and he held your face in his hands as he stared into your eyes. Whatever frenzy he had been in was dying down as he took the time to focus on you. He kissed you gently, rocking into you softly. “I love you too,” you whispered when he pulled away. Corey made a pleased hum against your lips, his hips picking up his earlier pace again. “Need you to cum for me, okay? Want you to cum for me, baby,” he said, moving one of his hands down to circle your clit with his rough fingers. The coil inside your stomach began to snap with his movements, and you came around him with a whimper of his name not long after. Corey whined into your neck, thrusting into you roughly as he chased his own orgasm. “Love you, I love you, I love you,” he whined against you. Then his hips stilled as he spilled into you, repeating those words over and over again.

You ran your hand through Corey’s hair as his high came down, nuzzling against him. He held onto you, not having slipped out of you yet. The two of you stood there against the wall for a moment longer before Corey left you to grab a towel, which he passed to you. Though you could somewhat walk, he had always been so insistent on getting everything for you. And sure enough, he came back with a fresh pair of clothes as well as a glass of water. Once you took everything from him did he leave to take care of himself. But he came back right after, pulling you into his arms as he scooped you up. You giggled a bit, insisting you could walk. But Corey simply shook his head and smiled before carrying you to bed.

Corey laid you in bed before getting beside you, bringing you closer to him for a cuddle. He laid his head in the crook of your neck, smiling as he listened to you talk. “Corey, I can do things myself,” you said. “No,” was all he said in response. You shook your head in disbelief before yawning. “Sleepyhead, get some rest,” Corey said, bringing you even closer. The grip he had on you was gentle but firm. Feeling at ease, you soon fell asleep in his arms.

Corey looked at you lovingly as you slept before looking out your window. It was starting to get dark outside. Making sure he didn’t wake you, he got up and left your room before grabbing his jacket from your living room. He eyed the destroyed skirt on the floor, making a mental note to order you a new one. Or maybe twenty new ones. You deserved the world, after all.

Corey then went into the kitchen and grabbed a knife from your knife block, twirling it in his hand for a moment before pocketing it. He left through your front door, locking it behind him. Corey hopped onto his motorcycle, a dark look in his brown eyes.

Time to hunt.

#corey cunningham x reader #corey cunningham #halloween ends

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hppjmxrgosg · 2 years

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So please feel free to ignore this if you would prefer not to answer, but do you have any DP fics you would recommend? Just something we could check out while we patiently and lovingly wait for your next chapter release? Crossover or non crossover both are welcome.

Hey! Sorry this took me so long to get to! I don't have a lot of DP fic saved (i have a weirdo fic filing system its weird im weird dont worry about)

BUT!! i do have quite a collection. (and a few of them are dp so bonus!)

so here is a like. a fic rec list ig? just some of my faves. >:)

(i feel like these always reveal an uncomfortable amount about a person but fuck it we ball)

Completed Fics I Think Are Just 🤠

Salvage: Atla fic. Zuko centric. Very found family. Angst? heavy. Vibes? immaculate.

Deeper, Darker: Danny Phantom & Stranger Things. when i tell you this fic rocked my shit- its very long, very dark, very horror-core. excellent world building.

Sticks and Stones: Harry Potter & Naruto HEAR ME OUT ON THIS ONE OKAY JUST HOLD ON is there anything more pro trans rights than taking a funky lil guy, a traumatized lil assassin child soldier guy, and using him as a way to wreck the shit out of the Harry Potter Universe? Didn't think so, next question.

(Anbu kakashi gets sent to hogwarts to fuck shit up. he succeeds)

All The Leaves Are Brown (And the sky is gray): Marvel. Bucky Barnes & Tony Stark centric (but in absolutely not the way you think) i actually think this one is pretty funny. a good time if you're depressed 💅 yk what im saying?

Unmasked: Spider-Man: what it says on the tin. when i tell you this was a roller coaster to read on live updates- but shorty pulled through ✊😔 spider-man and Harley keener centric. quality shit if you asked me. i havent read the second part of this series but this one slapped so lmk.

Incomplete But Updating Fics That I Think Are Just 🫡

The File: Percy Jackson & The Avengers. when i tell you guys this is one of the greatest things i have ever read in my life- its so good. its actually a series. i have read every word. this is the fic that inspired me to write VC. I will never stop thinking about it. in my head completely rent free. not like the other PJxMarvel crossovers ✨

the first step of kintsugi: marvel, spider-man and the punisher. i just think it's neat. (i say as i am literally dying over this fic) so good. dynamic 9000.

This Boy's Too Young to Be Singing the Blues: Marvel, Spider-Man & DAREDEVIL this time (bc i am a sucker for spider man and a sucker for daredevil and 1+1=🤠 yk what im sayin?

Friendly neighborhood vigilante: DP x DC!! (what you came for lol) not danny centric. Jazz/Jason (power couple fr)

lex luthor's ascent from supervillainy to fatherhood: dp x dc . honestly? slay. a touch disjointed in the beginning but over all ✨quality✨ and (from what i can tell) semi frequent updates so double slay.

i have a few more but i hit the link limit so ill just name them and you should be able to track em down on ao3 with a lil searchy search ya feel?

Padfoot And Hound by SayItAll

Harry Potter & Naruto (i am so mentally ill what do you want from me)

i am sooooOo normal about this one guys. sooOoOoOo normal. guess when this was first published? 12/18/2020 i have been live reading this thing for the past two years. I love it so much.

The Victory Series by ewfte

Naruto & Boku No Hero Academia

its incomplete and discontinued so be warned but it is so good. SO good. just. I cannot even express.

and ofc The Ghost of Heroes by Enigmaris (DP x Marvel) and Ghost in the NYC by ASharksReadingGlasses (a fic inspired by comics by the-stove-is-on-fire) also DP x Marvel

these two i really think are kinda staples of the marvel x dp side of the phandom so vibes. if you haven't read them you're missing out on your culture.

this is a really long post but these are just some of my faves or what im reading right now. in any case, vibes.

#danny phantom #dc #batman #ao3 #fanfic rec #finally got around to doing this #not all danny phantom #but like #3?#was it three #idk #anyway #byeeee

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shig-a-shig-ah · 2 years

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you got any long shiggy fic recs on ao3?🛐

Oh, do I ever, anon. Long fics are my SHIT.

GRIEFING by rotpeach

A classic. I’m pretty sure this is the original Yandere!Shig fic and is by far the most popular one for him on AO3. Good shit, but reader is underage and the fic hasn’t updated in like two years, so be warned.

[[ save scum ]] by @feral-creep

Can’t recommend it enough! My favorite ongoing fic! Chapter 22 lives rent free in my head every day, and there are times I am physically angered that I did not write some of this stuff! I think I’ve described it before as 'not your mother’s yandere fic’ and I mean it because it is not for the faint heart (srsly: mind the tags), and has a lot of really unique stuff going on including a possibly impending Shigadabi x reader polycule.

A Taste of Your Own Venom by @nonobadcat.

Debately yandere because as Cat says, you can't rape the willing. But it’s got good creep!Shig vibes, and is a really fun, steamy story. On hiatus rn but ended off at a pretty satisfying spot so it doesn't read as super incomplete or anything.

Gamer Boi by girrsah

Really cute slow burn friends-to-lovers sort of thing. (Although don't take the lovers part literally, because there's no smut and I don't think there will be.) But it really is fucking adorable. Also incomplete, but has been updating, albeit slowly.

Look Upon the Light by @palbabor-writes

Really great friends to lovers, and Pal has some of the best Shigaraki characterization, imo. Cannot overstate how much this fic influenced me when I was first getting started writing him because she just really nails our boy. And, it's finished!

Kryptonite Divine by hiddenflowers

A little slow to update, but actively being written and super fucking cute. Starts with Shigaraki posing as a sex worker to get close to you, which is just a galaxy brained concept I will never get over.

Warm Healer by sanchoyo

Fluffy slow burn. Perhaps a little cuter/cheesier than I usually lean as far as my taste in fics, but sometimes that just hits the spot, ya know? And, it's finished with an also complete long-ass sequel fic, so it's very bingeable.

Coin Toss by @firein-thesky

The opposite of warm fluffy vibes. The only fic to ever make me cry. Is really good, but I do not recommend it if you're not down to be devastated. Also complete.

Play Nice by @sugoi-and-spice

Really good scummy Shig that I am still impatiently waiting to have time to catch up on. This one's an OC instead of a reader insert, but it's pretty impeccably written and the smut is SO hot, oh my lord. It did things to me.

Also going to just shamelessly plug my own three long fics: the ongoing Addicted to Bad Ideas, and the completed ones, Paper Skin and Offering.

#hopefully there's some new stuff in there for ya anon #happy reading :D #shigaraki fic recs #ghuleh.answers #ghuleh.reads

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quinloki · 7 months

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Commission Info

I'm not currently accepting commissions, I'm just getting the info down for reference and use.

Things I’ll do:

Things I won’t do:

Write real people | underage smut

You can ask if you aren’t certain, the worst I’ll say is no. No judgement.

Prices:

All word counts are nebulous, I won’t stop a 500 word fic at word 500, and a 1,500 word fic might be 1,360 words. These are just guidelines for charge purposes.

-:- 500 words (Drabble) – 20$ -:- Short and sweet, these include 1-3 characters max, and minimal setup. Good for first or final moments, or something with an open ending. Here there be head canons, I don’t often write this short.

-:- 1,000 words (Short One-Shot) – 30$ -:- Shorter, and maybe a little sweeter. Still solid for 1-3 characters, maybe 4 if it’s a single scene. Little more detail, little more action. A good number of Kinktober 2023 items hovered around here.

-:- 2,000-3,000 words (Longer One-Shot) – 50$ -:- The average of most of my one shots, honestly. Plenty of room for some set up, a little world building, best kept to 1-2 characters, but if you’re not worried about the set up, you can certainly go closer to 4. Elevator Music falls into this category.

-:- 5,000+ (Longest One-Shot) - 80$ -:- Here there be dragons. My one-shots don’t normally break 5k as it is, but I got about 8k on one before I turned it into a multi-chapter story. But if you’re talking a lot of set up, or the inclusion of several characters, it’s not hard to hit this level of words. There’s room in this bad boy for several tropes and a lot of sex. >.> (this will never break 10k words) At almost 4k words, Magic Trick is the closest.

Multiple Chapters requests are done case by case. Estimates are going to be 50$ a chapter, since that’s the average length of most of my chapters for what I write, with a minimum of 150$.

Multiple chapter requests will not be done any faster than one chapter a month, and may take longer based on life circumstances.

How will the process go?

You tell me what you want! \o/ Reader type, characters, vibe are bare minimums needed.

2. I tell you if I accept! ~ Some negotiation can occur here regarding parameters and length.

3. I’ll give you the price, and you decide if you can afford it. ~ Currently I’m only accepting Ko-Fi for payments.

Legal CYA stuff.

I won’t start on a piece until I’m paid, and have 30 days to deliver from the time I’m paid.

If I can’t make the initial deadline we can talk about either an extension or I can refund you, and we can try again later.

Within 15 days of the time I’m paid you can request a cancellation and refund, but beyond that no refunds are issued unless I initiate it. You agree to this as part of the commission contract, I’m not going to fight about it. However, if the piece is done prior no refund will be issued. (I’m just saying this to avoid someone waiting until day 23 or something and requesting a refund, and also to avoid giving someone a finished piece 3 days later and having them request a refund on day 14.)

Once the piece is done, small, editorial adjustments can be requested, but anything more than that *may* result in additional charges before the piece is released. I’m pretty flexible though, so don’t panic. Understand that any story will have variables even within a given set of parameters, and what I write might not be 100% what you expected, but you’re paying for my time, and if you ask for a full re-write of something I won’t be bullied into doing that for free.

I highly recommend you read at least some of my works before commissioning me to get a feel for my vibe and style. If you don't like reading on Tumblr, I'm currently on Ao3 and Wattpad under the same user name of Quinloki.

-:- Table of Consent -:-

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bonesandthebees · 2 months

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ello bones hope youre doing good

just found even more cool songs thanks to you, how do you always have more???

also WE COULDVE HAD YOU DOING ASL??? aw man :( (/lh)

anyway, I just turned in my paper that ive been working on for the last few months (yay, finally, it ate like all of my free time and energy) and suddenly I have too much free time and not much too read or watch (I had saved so many fics I cant manage to read anymore)

any coming of age books (or fics) or movies recommendations? (I need me some honey and tangerines vibes yk? ive been listening to the playlist too much again. one day I think ill read that fic again, but today is not the day)

much love to go you all in the ask box, eli <3

I'm doing pretty good! went to a yoga class tonight and I'm seeing the tommyinnit live show tomorrow so it's shaping up to be a pretty great weekend!

I actually filmed a video to post here on language day and everything but I wanted to redo it so my face wasn't fully in frame but then I just didn't get around to it :( oh well next time

OOO congrats on turning in that paper!! that's a huge accomplishment, I hope you get a great grade on it. and yay for free time!

oh boy ok coming of age recs I can do this. I haven't read any coming of age books since I was a teenager though so keep in my my memory of these are all hazy

books:

the perks of being a wallflower by stephen chbosky - hallmarker of the coming of age genre, read this when I was 16 and cried, even if you've seen the movie I highly recommend the book

aristotle and dante discover the secrets of the universe by benjamin alire saenz - literally was one of my favorite books for so many years. I read it when I was 15 and became obsessed with it. I still look back on it so warmly it's just such a great book

it's kind of a funny story by ned vizzini - also read this one when I was like 16ish. I remembered enjoying it but not as much as the other two I've listed here. still very good though!

movies:

cha cha real smooth (2022) - actually one of my favorite coming of age films I've ever seen. it's a coming of age film about a guy in his early 20s instead of in his teens which is refreshing in its own. it hit particularly hard for me because I saw it when I was 22 and freshly graduated from college unsure what to do, the main character is 22 and freshly graduated from college unsure what to do. it's also a very unique setup and I really loved how they pulled it off

the edge of seventeen (2016) - this might be a controversial pick because the main character is actually pretty insufferable in this, but that's part of why I enjoyed it. the character is meant to be insufferable. she's a teenage girl dealing with the hell of being a teenage girl and she sucks! it's an intentional thing and it does it very well! I would say it still falls flat in some areas, but I'm mainly recommending it because it's so refreshing to have an mc genuinely be a shitty person

sing street (2016) - I count this as a coming of age movie but it's also kind of a music movie? it's incredibly fun no matter what. the songs are so catchy, the characters are all great, and the relationships are just all very well done

the kings of summer (2013) - genuinely why do I never hear anyone talk about this movie. I haven't seen it in so long but I remember it being incredibly funny with a great dose of summertime whimsy

hunt for the wilderpeople (2016) - tbh I never thought of this as a coming of age movie and it might be a bit different than most of the films on here but I was looking up lists of coming of age movies to try and remember which ones I've seen and I saw this one mentioned a few times. if you're a fan of taika waititi films, in my opinion this is his best one hands down. it's hilarious but also incredibly sweet and heartwarming at the same time

moonrise kingdom (2012) - very charming and storybook esque in the way all wes anderson films are, but with a really sweet story between two kids at its core. again, different from most of the ones on this list, but definitely an enjoyable one all the same

hope this list helps!

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heyy all ♥ name's lola, here presenting the misunderstood character prompt, moon jaewon; who looks like a badboy, walks like a badboy but is a soft-hearted individual in reality. under the cut i've provided information about him in a bullet point list. if you'd like to interact, i'm available through both IMs and discord, latter which i strongly prefer, but i don't mind either platforms at the end of the day. thank you for your time! ♥

9th february 1999, born and raised in seoul

father teacher at an elementary school, mother working at a supermarket only fair to say that jaewon has lived an average life, sitting on the lower scale of the middle class. has a sister younger than him by few years. always was the type who was drawing; there's so many childhood drawings back at their home done by him alone that one could probably make a whole new house out of it. however, he played football mostly, since kindergarten all throughout the start of high-school, due to his parents' wish. decided to quit at the start of high-school, under the excuse that he wants to focus on studies.

in reality, he's spent his free time returning to his true passion... which quickly spirals into him drawing all the time, filling one too many sketchbooks all too fast; studies of value, anatomy, charcoal, graphite, cheap (dry) pastels. he develops a liking for a flowy touch of charcoal, alike breathy strokes of ink, quickly gaining a personal style. it's all done through naver and whichever book he can dig up from the local library, though, because his parents aren't really supportive of him following the path of an artist. after all, they are all struggling to put bread on the table and they don't want their son to be like that too.

semi-decently liked in high school, hits puberty early and has that boy crush vibes to him; with him being generally nice to everyone there are a few dates here and there but nothing serious ever happens. he had a lot of acquaintances and a few good friends though.

during this time, alongside a somewhat unlimited access to the internet and its wonders while his parents work, he finds a liking to tattoos in a way that's more complex than saying oh that looks pretty on their skin. he starts copying work done on skin of western celebrities at first, then starts coming up with his own design. gets stick and poke material from a friend of a friend of a friend and starts doing stuff on his legs mostly, thankfully most of which is now covered up

in a way, his parents have been right. his hyper-focus on it, mixed with the rebellious "i'll do what i want to do with my life" phase leads jaewon into not really studying when he's meant to be studying, so throughout high-school, his grades tank a lot. unfortunately, it's not enough to be hardworking re: drawing and talented to enter university and in spite of the evident talent, jaewon fails to enroll.

his parents aren't happy with it obviously soo he almost goes for his mandatory service right away instead, but in that same rebellious manner he says no (for now) and spends next two years... working night shifts at one of those 24-hour convenience shops while also doing an apprenticeship, attending conventions, pestering and listening to whoever wants to speak to him of the work. safe to assume he did in fact look like a zombie 18-20 and he's been barely-contact with his parents during that time

dedication, time, skill, tears, suffering have him landing a job in seoul straight out of apprenticeship, at a rather smaller place where he spends a little over a year, still looking up to his seniors; though he doesn't stay there long.

a friend of a friend (plot!?) recommends him barracuda, even if it's a city away. it's better in every way, with it being at a mall rather than some side alleyway on outskirts of seoul's city centre, and apparently the pay is better. he travels to daegu to check it out, carrying his portfolio, and it's like both ends have hit a jackpot at that moment. it's also a change of environment that he thinks would suit him well mentally so...

he becomes a full time artist @ the place. really enjoys his work and the shop, earning himself a respected name in the span of next two years (and ongoing) that he's there. (if my timeline is wrong ignore that)

gone complete no-contact with his parents due to all of this (distance also helps) but his sister thinks he's cool and that's all that matters to him in the end. tends to sleep over inside barracuda often after staying in late, which doesn't bother him much in the end because he lives in a really small studio apt anyway

his work can be seen on ig (@bbiwon) as it stands as a online-portfolio (sketches, flashes, healed tats; persona is anonymous). without going into detail describing his style, i will simply say that his work is similar to work of moku (a forewarning that he tattoos butterflies in case anyone is icked by them); with that flowy, almost freehand looking strokes. i envision his "signature tattoo" being variations on koi fishes, done in that same 'brushy' stroke/airy style. one day when i'm not lazy i'll draw an example of this

personality wise, jaewon is very soft spoken and thoughtful of others, the type that is comforting even if he doesn't say anything. calm, scarcely angry (but really spiteful and grudge holding if you manage to piss him off), the type who starts conversation about anything and everything without being embarrassed about it. carefree to an extent, holding the belief that everything will work out well in the end; though often prone to making spur of the moment decisions in his personal life. compassionate, casual & easy-going, sociable, very much caring even in moments when he should be putting himself first. the type to notice if someone isn't talking in a group of people and try to involve them. tries and isnt opposed to small talk during sessions but also reads people easily and their comfort levels

some other tidbits: — plays league of legends, maintaining a masters rank for past several seasons — the type to have "loves long walks on the beach/by the river/lake and watching sunset" on tinder but still can't make it past the second date (he actually doesn't know what he wants out of a relationship) — likes to drink, friends know how physically affectionate he actually gets when drunk — vapes... strawberry flavour... i'm sorry — dresses baggy, streetwear, comfortable — his first personal instagram kind of blew up which made him uncomfortable, so he deleted that one and made a new one. now, it is actually private and really small selection of people — trying really hard to learn how to play the guitar but also not really successful at it. will play it however to everyone's misfortune — drives a motorcycle, skateboards — lover of alt music, fan of cigarettes after sex and collects their vinyl releases despite not owning a turntable — his hair is crying but he keeps bleaching it — carries his ipad with him 24/7, always sketching something in free time — aquarius sun scorpio moon scorpio rising but you see idk what any of it means — mitski - i bet on losing dogs.mp3

if i ever think of anything more re: him (and i'm always thinking about him i love my #NotEmo boy) 'll be adding it!

i prefer brainstorming for plotting, or taking up other people's wanted plots as my brain is pea sized, but some ideas i have are: a failed tinder date who happens to actually work at the same mall , store right next to barracuda and it's kinda awkward seeing you every day or alternatively lets try again; someone who's a fan of his work; someone who he helped with a hangover after one of those forbidden parties at the mall; somehow every saturday you bump into one another when he's skating next to the geumho river and omg again? third time you're paying for a drink; mysterious person he's in a high-score war with at xpixel; coworkers; someone who thinks he's bad influence bc of his work & appearance... etcetera

#sunsetintro #am i breaking the ice omg...#also realized how much i wrote omg...

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