#this has been haunting me for 2 days i hope you're happy

[laindir]

was keysmashing with @frandulent and we have concluded that this, essentially, is the ending of Al-Haitham's Story Quest lol.

#genshin impact #alhaitham #kaveh #kavetham #al-haitham #lol here’s your cursed sh1tpost fran #this has been haunting me for 2 days i hope you're happy #hoyo couldn’t have dropped a bigger anvil than this tbh... #i love one (1) vocaloid mister darcy #edits #tldr keysmashing with feels

[daenysx]

I need Sirius and Remus’s reactions to finding out virgin!james & virgin!reader lost it to each other and have been constantly going at it

thank you for requesting, here's part 2 of this!! hope you enjoy this short, additional part ♡ requests are open!!

(sirius black is gonna be my baby forever and i stand by it.)

james potter x fem!reader, modern au

expectedly dramatic

"james, do you think this is a good idea?"

the truth is, james is sure this is a good idea. he nods at your question as he holds your hand and leads you to his room. the apartment he shares with sirius and remus is empty, it's quiet and secretive. he closes the door of his room once you're inside, he is quick to walk towards you, and cup your cheeks. "i missed you." he says.

you giggle, the sound that haunts his dreams. "it's only been three days."

he gives you a kiss on the cheek. "yeah, that's too much."

you lift your head to see his eyes. he looks at you like you're the only thing he sees behind his glasses and you love that look on him. you rise on your tiptoes to kiss him, he leans a little to meet you halfway, his lips brush yours like he's trying to play a game he's sure he'll lost.

"are you gonna kiss me or-"

he kisses you. the distance disappears and he really kisses you. you smile into the kiss, sucking his bottom lip gently. he smells addictive, you lean a little bit more. "you don't know how to be good and patient. do you, sweetheart?" he asks after he breaks the kiss.

"i'm not sure." you say, in the mood for a game. "maybe you should do something to teach me."

james gives you a perfect smile. "can you get on the bed for me?"

you nod, moving towards bed. "you are absolutely sure that we'll be alone until 6, right?"

he approaches you. "i'm sure sirius will do his usual dramatic act when he gets a new tattoo, and remus lost the bet so he has to stay with him." he gets on bed. "we have at least 2 hours."

you open your arms for him. "come here then."

james leaves himself to your inviting arms. you take off his glasses carefully and admire his face. he blinks, looks at you with hazy eyes. "you can see me, right?" you ask, smiling.

"yeah, baby, i can see you when you're this close." he says. "i can't believe you asked me a sirius question."

"it was a serious question, jamie." now you're giggling. james shakes his head as he smiles. he starts tickling you, playful fingers on your belly. you squirm under him, laughing loudly. you feel like a bubble of sunshine when you're around james, you are free to be yourself. he kisses your entire face as he plays with you, you laugh so hard, neither of you hear the door of the apartment opening.

"prongs!" someone yells. "where the hell are you?"

james freezes, he stops moving. "fuck."

your mouth opens as you look at him with huge eyes. "fuck?"

james tries to be quick to lift himself off of you, but sirius is quicker. "you should've been there instead of moony, he tried to-" sirius stops talking as he opens the door and sees both of you on the bed.

you would be laughing at sirius's face if you weren't caught so unguard, because he looks shocked and he looks funny. his mouth opens, his mind processes the fact that a pair of his best friends lies on bed literally glued to each other. "oh. my. god."

james moves away a little bit, his hand protective on your thigh. "pads, no-"

"OH. MY. GOD." sirius says, louder. "moony! moony you lost another bet, fuck, this is the best day of my life!"

"sirius, wha-" you try to say, but sirius keeps calling remus to the room.

"moony, come here!" he finally manages to pull remus inside. "come, look at this amazing view. you lost, i won, i'm perfect!"

remus doesn't look so shocked but he smiles at the two of you. "yeah, fine." he says, calmly. "i mean, i'm not sad that i lost-"

"can someone explain-"

"i'm happy for them, pads, i was just messing with you anyway-"

"what the hell do you mean by losing a bet-"

"i knew it, they were giving each other those lovesick looks all the time-"

"oh, come on." you whisper quietly, enjoying the show of incomplete sentences. james's hand strokes your thigh as he tries to join the conversation. he is obviously having fun even though words fly in the air at the same time.

"you see, moony here," sirius begins. "didn't believe that one of you would take a step to end those torturously sweet looks you give each other without noticing and finally be together."

"yeah, i thought they'd never end. you were hopeless, for real, sorry." remus says. "but pads insisted that the 'chemistry' between you would lead you to bed, and-"

"okay!" james laughs nervously. "yes, that's a bit much. both of you are clearly invading our privacy."

"invading your privacy?" sirius asks. "prongs, you are a traitor. how could you not tell us about this?"

james takes a breath. "we were waiting for the right time?" he says coolly.

"yeah, fine, the right time." sirius scoffs. "when i already decided the names of your kids."

"sirius, oh my god." you say. "what?"

"what sirius really means," remus says. "is that we are really happy for both of you for finding the special someones you've been waiting for."

"this is so sweet, i'm gonna cry." sirius fakes a crying sound.

"you are unbelievable." you say, smiling. "i thought you were out to get a new tattoo."

remus takes a deep breath and leaves the room, shaking his head. you hear he murmurs something. "yeah, well. i couldn't decide what to get for like an hour and moony got a bit mad. we'll go back later."

you laugh, turn to james and reach his hand. "you should have guessed that."

"i wasn't thinking, sweetheart. do you know how you look on my bed?"

sirius lifts his hands, "please keep the rest of this conversation to yourselves, i'll go try to convince remus to come with me once more while you-" he points the bed with his hand. "keep doing what you've been doing- god, it feels like i've caught my parents in bed now, okay, bye."

he leaves, closing the door behind him. james looks at you, his cheeks flushed. "i'm sorry, you asked me and i told you we'll be alone." he says, kissing the back of your hand. "i really didn't think, angel."

you give him a reassuring smile. "it's okay, jamie. they are our best friends, it's like a miracle we kept this secret for this long."

"i just-" he says. "i know we haven't really talked about it, but would you-"

"would i what?" your heart beats so fast, you can feel it in your entire being.

"would you like to be my girlfriend?" he asks, sweetly.

"james, i-" you whisper, his words feel like the comfort you've been seeking all along. "yes, of course, jamie." you smile, your lips forming a lovely curve that james adores.

he gives you a bright smile and reaches for your lips, kissing you impatiently. "finally." he says, kissing you again. "i've been mad for you."

"i know the feeling." you say. "come closer?"

he obeys, covers your body on bed with himself. he kisses your neck, it feels better than ever. you stroke his hair, he is your boyfriend now, and you feel so lucky that he shares your feelings, that this is not only sex between you. you kiss him until your lips turn bright red, you can see that the lights of the day nearly disappear with the sun.

"can you believe they made a bet about us?" you ask after a while. james's head stays on your chest, he looks like he'll fall asleep.

"i honestly can't believe moony loses all the bets." he answers. "that's like- not possible, you know?"

you laugh. "are they right about the looks we give each other? i was trying to be discreet all the time."

"my baby." james whispers. "everyone except you could easily say that i'm worshipping the ground you walk on."

"i'd like to believe that i wasn't so oblivious." you say. "i guess i was, a little bit. i'm really happy that you are the first for me, jamie."

james kisses your chest before he loses the battle against sleep. "waiting for you to be my first was the best thing i've ever done."

#james potter x reader #james potter x you #james potter #james potter imagine #james potter fanfic #james potter fic #james x reader #james x you #marauders #marauders imagine #sirius black #remus lupin #james potter fluff #james potter fanfiction #james potter x fem!reader #james x fem!reader

[neruro]

VOD 04 - shoutout pls

first time chatter...? | scara x reader smau

For the viewers, the promised stream has been on the starting soon screen for ten minutes and twenty-seven seconds.

For the streamer, the moon was bright, the crickets were chirping, and Kunikuzushi's notifications were being blown up by a his favorite streamer. He didn't mind the distraction. In fact he welcomed it; at least he had more time to watch the viewer numbers rise.

But if he took too long, everyone would start leaving...

What a dilemma.

Role model.... That was certainly a title.

Kunikuzushi put on his headphones and opened OBS. If it were up to him, he'd take this day off. Maybe eat out with Kazuha and Heizou, or have tea with Albedo. But streaming to his loyal fans was a piece of him now, something was missing whenever he skipped a day.

Especially since someone who looked up to him would watch too...

If he was given this opportunity, he had to use it to the fullest. Everyone was looking at him.

So he took the 'starting soon' screen off, and smiled at the camera, giving some quick rebuttal to the viewers who asked why he was nearly half an hour late.

"So you couldn't do anything else but wait for me? Really shows where you are in life."

"... But I appreciate your patience. Sorry I'm late."

He couldn't help but smile– just a tiny bit at the reassuring comments from his viewers. It was always like this. Like a formula, be a little softer to everyone and they'd eat it up for their next clip compilation.

Oh, how could he forget? The anomaly in this formula had to be them.

Kunikuzushi could only hope this familiar, nostalgic happiness would last forever.

first time chatter...?

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✧˚ ·summary - tada! a new streamer (aka: you!) entered the scene! and what's this? your first regular chatter accompanying you to fame? great! and you're both becoming friends? even better! ... eh? what... what do you mean he has over a million followers? and what does he mean by 'do you remember me!?'

taglist is open (thank you guys!!! bold means I can’t tag you!) 1/2 - @lovingveliona @sujellyr @valentinasgirly @xtobefreex @scaramiaooo @mine-lu @sayakamaizonowrites @ixromzi @aeongiies @kleej @featuredtofu @ainnofinway @angel-antidote @baby-bread-in @hiraethhv @fangygf @useless-potatho @versaiiles @mamafly @xiaosoneandonly @haunts-gh0st @sn1perz @cerisearan @phoenix-eclipses @morganadorodo @zomzomb1e

author's note - i promise to never give you up, let you down, run around and desert you. hope you get a good night's sleep today...! take some time off if you can afford it!

#scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x you #scaramouche smau #wanderer x reader #wanderer x you #genshin x reader #genshin smau #ren tried :') #first time chatter ♡

[lilbitdepressed27]

Tara Carpenter/Fem!Reader Part 2 to The Walking Dead AU

Warnings: mentions of torture but doesn’t go into detail

WC: 3.1k

Authors Note: wasn’t too sure how to end this one. For the anon who requested it. Not proof read but hope y’all enjoy it :) happy holidays!! :D

Shooting up awake, breathing heavily as you frantically looked around the room. Your heart beating fast in your ear drums. The darkness of the room was almost too much, the faint moon light that shined through the curtains was the only source of light. Casting shadows that you could have sworn were in the form of a human or a walker lurking around.

A gentle hand cupping your cheek was what snapped you out of the terror you had been feeling. "Come back to me baby. You're safe here with me." Her voice spoke softly. Like you were a scared deer, ready to bolt at any sudden movement.

"...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you." Your voice came out more shaky than you had hoped. You had been back with your family for less than a week now. But what haunted you was what happened to you outside of these walls. You had always ignored or buried it deep down in your mind, seeing as you never really had a moment of rest on the days you were alone. But now that you were safe and back with your loved ones, the horrors you had to face had resurfaced. All the death you saw, all the people you couldn’t save.

"It's okay. Talk to me, Y/nn."

"I will. I'm just-not right now Tara. Soon I promise." You just weren't ready. The person you had become in the last year was someone you had to be but it didn't change the fact that part of you was, ashamed.

"Okay. Come on. Let's get some sleep." Tara had stayed glued to your side since you had arrived. She couldn't get enough. She had stay by your side. Afraid that she'd wake up from her dream and you would still be gone. To have you laying under her, your warm arms wrapped around her body in a loving embrace once again. It was everything she wished for.

Since you had returned, not only has she been taking care of you. But so have your parents. Everyone had been so relieved and happy to see you alive. Chad, Ethan and Wes had cried the first time they saw you. She had seen how you also teared up. But what had caused her to question what you could have possibly gone through was seeing all the scars littering your body. She had offered to change the bandages, it's when she saw them so clearly.

She just hoped that you'd talk to her. When you were ready.

*

"Okay sweetheart. You sure, I know you're still healing."

Your dad spoke. You smiled in his direction. You truly had missed him, he had been your partner in crime back at home. "Yea dad. Trust me this ain't nothing. Can barely feel them." Okay that had been a small lie. Your shoulder still ached from time to time. But it wasn't that bad. Same thing with the wound on your stomach. You still really couldn't lift anything heavy.

"Okay just be careful. Now we have to do some repairs on the wall. You remember your wielding classes right?" John had looked at his daughter, it was like she become a shell of who she once was. Especially when he first saw her. He wanted to know who she went through. But he had asked once and was shut down. He didn't want to push her.

"Of course. I was passing that class with flying colors. Now come on old man. I want to be done so I can go see my girl as soon as I can."

As days went on he had seen how his daughter was slowly becoming the girl he once knew. Maybe not quite the same but slowly. And that was progress enough.

*

Sidney watched as you spoke to Tara. She still couldn't believe that after everything you were back with them. The tears she cried from the relief she felt had almost been enough to fill a pool. Just like her husband, she had also noticed the changes in her daughter. From being on edge to still being jumpy when someone tapped you from behind. She had noticed how Tara always spoke before touching you. Especially when coming up from behind you.

She couldn't imagine what you went through by yourself. She didn't want to imagine. She knew how cruel people were. She didn't want to picture what her little girl had gone through. What you had gone through, when she wasn't there to protect you.

The smile that was one your face in that very moment as you looked down at Tara. It was just like before. Even after a year apart the looks shared between the two were still the same. If anything stronger than before.

She couldn't help a smile of her own. She was going to be there when you were ready to talk.

*

The boys and girls stood in a small open field playing with Peter. You smiled as you watched Peter pulling on a rope that Chad was holding.

"Hey Y/nn, how are you doing?"

You looked away from the scene in front of you, to see Sam standing there. A young man standing a few feet away from her. "Hi Sammy, I'm doing okay. Wounds don't hurt as much anymore."

"That's good to hear. Oh this is Danny. He's my boyfriend. I didn't get to introduce him to you earlier."

You looked behind her the man, Danny offered a smile and his hand for you to shake. You looked back at Sam, she had a small smile directed at him and then back at you. Sam had always been like an older sister to you. she was protective of her family which included you. You were the same with her.

"Nice to meet you Danny." You shook his hand. "I uh also want to thank you, Tara said it was you who left that bag next to the boulder, and that it was also you who saved my life." You faintly remember Sam and Danny being trying to help you. "Both of you. Thank you." Tara had told you how they allowed people in to the town. How they watched them before approaching them.

"Hey, we were thankful to be there when we were."

You gave him a nod in thanks. Although now you were kept wondering. How long had he been watching you? Did he see the days you spent looking at the gun. See when you'd load the gun and raise the gun to your temple. Did he see you struggle?

*

The town was busy doing a small gathering in the middle of the town. There was a small part and area where everyone was at. You were sat in a log next to the camp fire a beer in your hand. Tara been sitting next to you but had gotten up when Gale called her over. She had kissed your cheek with the promise to get back to you as soon as she could.

Now you sat with Peter at your feet. He had been munching on a dog bone Ethan gave to him. You had felt so relaxed in that moment. So calm. Peter stood from when he was sitting at the sound of Ethan calling him. A small smile making it's way as Peter looked back at you. With a nod the dog ran off to Ethan. Who was happy to give Peter a steak.

The moment of peace didn't last.

A hand roughly grabbing your shoulder, you couldn't explain how you felt in that very moment. You were no longer there, safely sitting down next to a bonfire. No you were now back in the woods. Alone. The fear that gripped your heart had your hands shaking. You barely registered how you pulled on the arm, that trapped your shoulder. Throwing the person over your shoulder. Your fists unloading the guy, who did fight back. But was quickly overpowered.

"Y/N STOP!"

You're vision cleared, you quickly blinked trying to focus on who exactly you were punching. Your shaky fist had stopped mid punch. Your eyes locking with Frankie's eye. The other eye being too swollen to open. You were quick to get up looking around at the attention that was now on you. They all looked at you with fear and uncertainty.

Feeling all the eyes on you was becoming so overwhelming making you feel like some type of animal. You didn't even realize someone was holding your waist until you pushed them off as you ran away.

*

You had found yourself outside the walls. Not far from the town as you calmed your racing heart. The guilt starting to over wash the fear you felt a few minutes ago. Now you were stuck with the feeling of dread. You didn't know what was going to happen when you got back to the town. Were the people going to be angry. Demand your dad (who was the leader), to show some kind discipline. What if they forced him to kick you out of the town?

"Y/n!? Babe!?"

"I'm over here." You called out, you had been sitting next to a pond. Her arms were wrapped around you in a matter of seconds.

"Don't ever run off like that again. You hear me. Especially coming out here at night by yourself." Tara wanted nothing more than to punch Frankie's teeth in for what he did. She had moved fast to get back to you when she heard the yelling. And then hearing your dad yelling your name. She tried to get to you but you had pushed your dad off you and ran away. Mindy said how Frankie had tried to get your attention but you hadn't heard or cared to give him attention. Well Frankie hadn't liked that and reacted poorly.

She tried to get to you, but she had lost you in the crowd. The first place she had looked was your room at your house. But you weren't there. Then she checked her room. But again, you weren't there. She had everyone looking for you. The more minutes with out finding you, the more she grew distressed. When Dewey said the front gate guard saw you running out the front gate she had moved fast. Grabbing her gun and a flashlight before she as out the gate as well. Hearing the shouts behind her.

Her heart hammering in her chest as she followed the fresh foot steps. "Y/n?" She had called out. Her gun had been in a tight grip, she didn't want to be caught surprised if a walker showed up. The flashlight shined in the dark night.

"Come on baby. Where are you?" She murmured to herself. The light going down to the foot prints. She continued to follow them, light shinning to check her surroundings.

"Y/n?! Babe?!" The foot prints had disappeared. She flashed the light all around the floor. Hoping to see the prints. But there was none. The dirt was a lot drier leaving no traces of shoes. She felt herself panic. Horrifying thoughts filled her mind. Tears quickly filling eyes.

"I'm over here." The relief washing over in waves once hearing your voice. Moving quickly to embrace you in a hug. Before pulling away to look you over. Making sure you weren't harmed

"Don't ever run off like that again. You hear me. Especially coming out here at night by yourself." She cupped your cheeks to make you look at her. Taking in how guilty you looked. A frown on your lips as you tried to look away. "Hey, it's not your fault. Everyone saw how Frankie was the aggressor. Plus he's a jackass. You literally did everyone a favor by putting him in his place." When you failed to look at her. She cupped your cheeks. Her fingers softly creasing the smooth skin.

"Look at me. No one is angry, they're all worried." Her heart breaking at the sight of your tear filled eyes. The guilt in your eyes shinning through. "Come on. Let's get back." Her hands dropping to take yours in hers. Thanking god when you didn't put up a fight.

"Tara...I think I'm ready to talk about what I went through when I was alone." You finally found your voice a little into the walk back to the town. You had been thinking about it and even though a part of you was ashamed. You knew your parents, Tara and your friends would like to know. But first you’d start with Tara.

"Hey, when ever you're ready. I'm here. And I'll never judge you. Never. Cause all I care about is that you're here, with me."

Her hands taking your hands in hers. The love in her eyes never wavering as she looked up at you. The same look she'd always have just reserved for you. It was a look you adored. Feeling her lightly kiss your lips, her way of showing you that she was being truthful.

*

"God Y/n. Don't ever run off like that." Your mom wrapping you in a tight hug along with your father. Tara had brought straight to the front gate where your parents and friends had been waiting.

"I'm sorry, I-I panicked. I didn't mean to hurt him, well a little bit I guess. If I'm being honest. But I still had no right to-Stop, everyone said that Frankie was saying things that were out of line. And he had no right to lay his hands on you. That boy has been nothing but trouble since he's got here." Your father interrupted, leaving you no room to argue. He then lead you and the rest back to the house. Tara was quick to follow, wanting to stay by your side.

Peter had also moved in a fast pace to be by your side. Looking up at you in way that made you feel like he was scolding you in his mind.

"Sorry buddy."

It wasn't long till you were in the room you sat in on the edge of the bed. Everyone had left once they all had checked up on you. Tara was in the bathroom getting changed. She had been hesitant to leave you alone but with the promise that you'd still be there she went to get showered.

"Hey, you okay?"

You looked up to see Tara freshly showered. Her hair still wet as she walked into the room, holding a towel as she dried her hair.

"I had to kill a little boy. His name was Carl and he was only twelve. He was part of the old group I was with. Back in a farm. The farm had been over run by walkers. There were so many. They tried to escape but it was no use. I saw his mother get surrounded by walkers. He saw his mother die right in front of him. She was pregnant. I had to drag him away. We were able to escape to a nearby highway. We stayed there for awhile hoping anyone from the group escaped. But the longer we waited, Carl got more paler." Your eyes filled with tears. Remembering how scared the little boy had been.

"He got bit. He cried for his mother and his father. He begged me not to let him turn into a monster. He was only twelve. Twelve and I killed him." Tears streamed down your face as you took out the picture of the family of three. Handing it to Tara.

"He didn't want to be forgotten. So he gave me the picture." You looked down at your hands. "And I know what you're going to say. That it wasn't my fault, I was with him through the whole thing. How the fuck didn't I notice when he got bit. He called me his best friend, he trusted me and I let him down. He's dead because of me Tara."

Tara didn't know what to say. The guilt you carried was a lot more bigger than she had thought. Even with this she felt like you were still holding back everything else you went through. She couldn't help her own tears, moving to wrap her arms around you as you cried.

"I don't know the kid but if he trusted you and called you his best friend. I know he wouldn't want you to be blaming yourself." Hugging you closer, wanting you to know that she was there for you. "Doing what did was showing him mercy. By shooting you made sure he didn't turn into a monster. Would you have preferred letting him turn and for him to roam around as a Walker?"

"Of course not-Then stop blaming yourself. Shit happens Y/n. Him getting bit was not your fault."

You pulled away from her embrace to take out another picture. Handing it over to her for her to see.

"That's Peter's old family. There was a little girl there. But she had been dead for while. She died of starvation. There was an older girl in the kitchen but she was dead as well. Far longer than the little girl was. She was the nanny. Uh her parents had been away, they tried to get back to her but they didn't make it."

"Baby-Maybe she could have made it you know. If someone had just gotten to her sooner. She could have lived. After the house I was on the road with Peter for a while. That was until I got captured by some cannibals."

Her eyes widen as she looked at you, "Yea, that wasn't fun. They tried to, they tortured first. Trying to break me, I guess. Peter hadn't been taken by them which was good cause they would have killed him on the spot. I still don't know how I managed to escape." You let out a shaky breath remembering all the harm those assholes did.

"Hey, you're not there anymore. You're here, with me. With your parents. Your friends. What you went through, I'm sorry. No one should go through that. Come on. Lay with me. You need rest.” Tara moved to bring you down with her when she noticed how tired you were. Getting comfortable as you laid on her chest.

Tara would do what ever she could for you. She wanted nothing more than to help you. Wanting you stop blaming yourself for what happened. She’d help, in any way she could.

:)

#tara carpenter x reader #scream #tara carpenter #fem!reader #the walking dead au

[mikachacha]

𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚃𝚘𝚘 𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕 (𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙻𝚎𝚎 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛) 𝙿𝚝. 7

Synopsis: you got fed up by Bada constantly seeking you out so you finally confront her in hopes that she would stop.

Warnings: angst, cursing, reader revisits the trauma and pain caused by Bada

(A/N: writing this hurt my heart because damn, this story is a wild ride)

Prologue | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 |

Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8

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As the show progressed, you would've expected Bada to stop bothering you but you were definitely wrong. Not only did she actively seek you out but she'd do everything just for you to notice her and talk to her which annoyed you to no end. You just wanted to live your life in peace and do your work in peace but she's definitely not gonna give you that. You're honestly tired and just wanted to move on so one afternoon, you dragged her outside so you could talk in private. You caught Yeni's eye on your way out and she gave you a thumbs up which made you smile and calmer on the inside. Things with Yeni have been doing great, that you would say. She's the complete opposite of Bada but you told her that you weren't ready yet, not until you're finally sure that you're over with Bada and it will only happen if you guys talk, which is happening right now.

"What the hell is wrong with you?! Does it cause you excruciating pain whenever you see me happy that's why you always try and ruin it?! Look, you've already won three years ago. You already broke me down, you already made me lose myself while loving you so what more do you want?! I've given you everything! Gave you all my love, gave you all of me but it wasn't enough for you. It wasn't enough.. Always not enough.." you felt all of the pain came crashing back again as you're alone there with Bada. You were crying but you stood your ground.

"Y/N- It's not that.. I just wanted-" Bada started but you cut her off. You have so much anger that's been pent up for years and you just wanted to let it all out on her. You want her to feel the pain you felt all those years from what she did to you.

"Of course it's gonna always be what you wanted.. Have you ever thought about what I wanted? Have you ever thought about anyone else other than yourself? Fuck! I thought I was okay already. I thought I was healed from all the pain you brought but I was damn wrong.. Our past still haunts me to this day, did you know that? I couldn't bring myself to love someone new because I'm scared all of them will end up like you! Someone who just takes me for granted and takes my love for granted.. Why did you do that to me, Bada? Why??" you asked and Bada just looked at you, her own tears falling as she watched you cry in front of her, asking her why she did those things to you.

"Y/N please.. Listen to me. Even just this last time. I swear I'm not gonna bother you anymore. I know what I did has no excuse. I played with you, I hurt you, I took you for granted. I was an asshole. I thought I could get away with everything because I was rising to the top. But when you went back to the states, I realized how much of an idiot I was because at that moment I lost the one real thing I've ever known which was your love. I know my apology won't be able to fix this, sorry will not take back the pain I caused you. That it won't magically turn back time so I could make things better and take away the trauma I have caused. But please, even if I have to beg and kneel in front of you, please at least let me make it up to you.." Bada then proceeded to kneel in front of you, crying as she held your hands and continued to ask you for a chance to make it up to you even just as your friend. The once proud Bada Lee is just crying and begging, much like you did three years before.

Your own knees gave out as you continued to cry. You resent her for doing all those things to you but you also wanted to forgive her so you can also move on with your life. You know you won't be to love someone truly if you keep the baggage of the past and hold you down. You need to let go of it, forgive Bada and yourself for the things that had happened between you.

You were so lost in your own thoughts that you didn't notice you and Bada were hugging each other, crying and her apologizing to you repeatedly until she was hoarse. Team Bebe had to get her and Yeni brought you to Wolf'Lo's hideout so she can take care of you and make sure you're okay. She had admitted that she's in love with you and that she's willing to wait for you until you're ready to love once more. She supported you, showed you that love can also be a beautiful thing. Yeah it can hurt sometimes but it doesn't have to be all of the time. She's been nothing but patient and caring for you and you feel so bad that you can't reciprocate the feelings she has for you. You just can't bring yourself to love her back especially when you still haven't fully let go of the pain Bada caused.

"I'm sorry, Yeni.. I'm really sorry.." you sobbed as she cuddled with you on the couch. She just kisses the top of your head and rubs your back in a comforting manner like she always does when you cry.

"Jagiya.. There's nothing to be sorry about. I know you're hurting, I know that the wounds of the past haven't fully healed yet but I'm still gonna be here. I won't go off to love someone else when you're still healing. I'm gonna be with you until the day comes you're ready to share your life with me." Yeni says and you just hugged her. If only you met her sooner then none of this would've happened. You're thankful to have her by your side and you couldn't ask for anyone better.

"Thank you, Yeni.. Thank you for not giving up on me and for loving despite all this.. I just hope you can still wait for me." you said as you finally fell asleep from how exhausted you felt from all that crying. Yeni smiled a bit and pressed a kiss on your head.

"I'll wait for you Y/N, no matter how long it takes." she says and just lets you rest.

Meanwhile, Bada had to be attended to by medics. She passed out from how much she cried. Her guilt from seeing how pained you were by her actions three years before just became too much. She regrets everything and just wishes to be able to at least make it up to you, or take all of the pain she inflicted so you could find love again because everyone knows you deserve that. Bada knows you deserve to be loved, to be cherished and to be taken care of. You didn't deserve to be hurt, to be abused, to be taken for granted. You didn't deserve any of that. You were way too good, you were way too pure and Bada wasted all that.

"We should've seen this behaviour years ago.. I thought they were okay. I never knew that Y/N endured so much behind closed doors." Lusher sighs, they heard everything as they were looking for Bada to consult on a routine earlier.

"I hope they both find happiness and that they both forgive themselves from the things that happened between them since no one could change the past.." Tatter says as they watched the medics telling Bada to breathe and to not think of anything else as she began crying again. It was a heartbreaking sight but no one could do anything about it. Only you and Bada could fix this.

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@lil-elliesgf @efyyylee @hwm1hyun @mikaleialt @bunnywonyo @badaswifey @mrs-grim-reaper @b1ackbunny @wifey-badalee

#bada lee #swf2 #bada lee x reader #swf2 x reader #bada x reader #lee bada #bada lee imagine #bada fanfic #yeni cho

[gryphis-eyes]

⊙ Message from spirits

⊙ Welcome to this very simple but (I hope) useful pick a card, I know its been a while and here is my last attempt to get back to tumblr haha.I don’t have more to say , hope you’ll get the message that will light the fire in your !

⊙ How to pick a pile ? There are differents ways to do it, you can do a little meditation while thinking about the 3 images, you can also use a pendulum, remember to listen to your intuition while chosing and reading the messages those are general reading so not everything will be for you or it will ask you to interpret it based on your situation

◇ Deck used : Rider Waite, Shakespeare Oracle, Phenix Oracle

⊙ Pile 1 : The Cat

Cards ; 3 of cups, 6 of swords R " Tis true. The wheel is come full circle; I am here. ”

One day things go up and one day things go down, such is the nature of Fortuna’s actions. The cards are showing me those 3 muses singing with their cups full of sweet beverage while on the other side of the reading someone is struggling on their boat, going against this raging river’s flow. Some of you seems to be tired of life, you're always fighting, barely resting while other people seems to roam freely through life. Its not fair isn’t it ? I feel like the main issue here is that you're going through a though period and it affect your mental a lot, so of course our brain’s first move is to look at others and be like ”damn look at them, so happy and relaxed while im in this burning house”. Do not throw yourself heartlessly into this path which seems to be the only one, do not look at other, look at you. You might be afraid to do a specific thing (new project ?) Because others seems to do it better or the idea you got already have been done but listen to me ; nobody is doing things better than someone else, succes doesn’t mean its better it just mean it touch more people but it doesn’t mean it is made of quality. That’s why we always got people talking about underated movies, music etc, nothing is better, things are just different. What matter isn’t how amazing you'll do but rather how you will do it because you are not anyone else’s mind, look at the story of the hero with a thousand faces it has been done so so many times in fictions but people dont always realise it, why ? Because all of those fictions have been done by different people so that’s why lord of the ring is so different from star wars. To be honest I was thinking about telling you to go slower but the phenix cards are really telling you to move and just do it ! Be serious about this project wether it mean actually writing a story and publishing it or starting writing it, you got nothing to lose.

⊙ Pile 2 : The Owl

Cards ; 3 of swords R, hangedman ” for there is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so.To me it is a prison. ”

Ive heard ”a haunted heart” part from on the fence by tv girl in mind while reading your cards. I have no contexte about what happened to you but I can tell that it was a wild ride isn t it ? Sit down my dear its time to rest and listen. Whatever happened didnt happen out of the ”univers” cruelty or a ”blessing in disguise” what happened felt like an attack toward you (from your pov) wether its truly the case or not I dont know but I truly think the cards are reminding you to focus on the present since they are hiding the past from me. Do not search for the why, do not search for a blessing coming from it, what was good what was bad do not try to listen to thousand of readers who will tell you how to act (I mostly got those ”forgiveness” speech that every new ager are repeating). You dont need to focus on that past thing you need to focus on yourself and your needs from the present, not the needs you had 5 month ago. You should let your life calm down, put less effort in the world and put more effort for yourself wether its forcing you to have a self care moment or allowing yourself to have a lazy day or just sit down and do nothing but listen to music. The lyrics from ”after the storm” it carry the whole message im trying to give you. Basically, yes what happened suck but its not an excuse to give up on yourself.

⊙ Pile 3 ; The Snake

The lover, 3 of swords R

" The enemy increaseth every day; We, at the height, are ready to decline.There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat; And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures. "

It's time to risk it all my friend. I have no idea if It's a project, a ritual/spell (I get that most of you are into witchcraft or spiritual thing). See this snake going for the butterfly even if It's small and can avoid the snake’s strike easily, the reptile still go for it. It even look like the snake is using the obstacle in order to jump higher to catch the butterfly. (Idk why I get that you should try to watch samurai champloo). The advice here, is to look at everything that went bad or didn’t work in the past and ask yourself ”why” so now you'll be able to make your action more effective because you have grown a lot since the last time you try that thing or something similar. I feel a big burst of energy so its like everything is here, you just have to act. Like the snake, do not chase your goal or just walk around it until you saw the opportunity. Just go in front of it and strike ! With the Lover I see that this thing is dear to your heart or will light the fire in yourself again. You can do it, you have the power to do so, you can only gain good thing from this situation that will (above of making you happy) will heal something in yourself.

⊙

#pick a card #gryphis #⊙

[blouisparadise]

Upon request, today's rec list contains fics where either Louis or Harry is antisocial or untrusting. This is a shorter and more niche list, but we hope you enjoy it! If you want our rec lists to continue, please be sure to like and reblog this post to help spread the word. Happy reading!

1) Once Upon A Dream | Explicit | 33,319 words | Sequel

Louis is psychic and gets caught in the middle of a murder investigation led by FBI Special Agent Harry Styles.

2) Give Me Love | Explicit | 41,041 words

Louis doesn't feel like a good omega, Harry doesn't remember how to be an alpha, and they figure it out together.

3) Wild Hearts Run Free | Explicit | 42,979 words

Harry is an alpha who is harbouring a dark secret, one that has forced him into self-imposed isolation, far from civilization and far from temptation. Louis is an omega who has fought the predispositions of his secondary gender his whole life and suddenly finds himself cast aside by his beta partner, leaving him to question his place in the world. When fate and Mother Nature conspire to trap the two strangers together, will Harry’s worst fears be proven, or will Louis find a way to break down his walls and lead him into the light? Harry is an alpha who is harbouring a dark secret, one that has forced him into self-imposed isolation, far from civilization and far from temptation. Louis is an omega who has fought the predispositions of his secondary gender his whole life and suddenly finds himself cast aside by his beta partner, leaving him to question his place in the world. When fate and Mother Nature conspire to trap the two strangers together, will Harry’s worst fears be proven, or will Louis find a way to break down his walls and lead him into the light?

4) No Easy Choice, But You're Mine | Explicit | 45,603 words

Louis is an omega hitman with one last job that goes a little sideways. Harry is the alpha bartender that looks a little too closely and cares a little too much.

5) One Heart Broke, Four Hands Bloody | Explicit | 47,249 words

Louis’ life is really fucking dull until one day he happens upon the scene of a crime, as said crime is happening. A murderer with big hands and a charming smile somehow manages to change his life for the better.

6) Yesterday Came Suddenly | Explicit | 48,504 words

The one where Harry, the deadliest member of the NYC assassins’ guild, is forced to face a seemingly impossible task in hopes of finally leaving the underground behind for good, but when ghosts from the past come back to haunt him, escaping the darkness becomes that much harder.

7) Not Afraid Of Living On A Fault Line | Explicit | 55,218 words

His eyes widened when he realized he had just somehow managed to ask Harry to hang out. Judging by Harry’s own expression, he wasn't the only one who was shocked. Louis expected him to laugh off the ridiculous request but the beta looked up at him, almost hopefully. “Are you being serious?” “Um,” was all Louis could say, feeling every bit as speechless as Harry had been earlier. “Are you?” Harry shrugged. “I’ve been told I need to get out more.”

8) Saving Symphony Hall | Mature | 124,766 words

Note: This fic is a sequel to this fic.

“I think I have an idea,” Louis said. Slowly, and reluctantly, but with a growing sense of the inevitable. “God damnit, I think I have a really good idea.” “Oh christ, that's the problem-solving face,” Babs said. “Last time we saw that face, he sold a company.” “Wait, what?” Zayn asked. “Right place, right time,” Louis said. “Also, fuck my life,” “What?” Zayn repeated. Niall patted his hand. “I usually just roll with whatever Louis is about to do,” he said. “It’s better for us all.” “That’s the attitude,” said Louis, “I’ll tell you tomorrow. Tonight, I need to do some research. Zayn, give me your number. I’m gonna save our symphony.”

Check out our other fic rec lists by category here and by title here.

#fic recs #blp fic recs #blp #bottom louis #top harry #larry

[saltygilmores]

THOUGHTS WHILE WATCHING GILMORE GIRLS: SEASON 3, EPISODE 2: HAUNTED LEG-TUMBLR IS HUNGIE AND KEEPS EATING MY POSTS

The Netflix synopses (synopseses? Synposi? Where are you, Jess Mariano? You're my only hope) made this episode seem like it was going to be heavily En-Crusty'd (Christopher focused) but then the lovely @frazzledsoul told me that in this episode Rory takes Christopher to school (metaphorically) and this is also the episode where Jess takes RORY down a peg in a GLORIOUS confrontation at Doose's Market. If there's one thing I love seeing in Gilmore GIrls it's a good peg lowering. In fact, it gives me such immense satisfaction to see Rory in particular get taken down a peg that the three times Dean does it to her are the only times I actually side with Dean. Let the Notch-Taking-Down Party commence. But first....Happy 18th birthday, Jess! You're legal, mister! I am solidly and forever in the Late August/ Early September Birthday Camp (I have my reasons) and we're already there on the show! It's been almost a year since he arrived in Stars Hollow as a 17 year old! I'm gonna make it easy and say it was September 1st.

Now you can visit the strip club, and buy porn and cigarettes legally! You're a man now! (well, at least you could buy cigarettes at 18 years old 20 years ago. It's 21 now). Episode begins with Emily still being predictably salty about last week's FND, where Lorelai snuck out of the house while her parents were fighting over her breakup with Crusty.

Don't listen to her. You do can do whatever you want, even while you're on the clock. My little shmushkins. My apple dumpling. My peach tart. My banana muffin. My jelly donut. You're gonna make a bazillion dollars with your books some day and show em all. *pinches his cheeks* Lorelai is coming down with an illness which I shall diagnose as mononucleosis (aka the kissing disease) that she contracted from making out with Dean Forrester.

Lorelai has no qualms about leaving the house to eat out every single day in a crowded diner and spread her germs all over town, instead of keeping her ass in bed, I guess. She's also incapable of purchasing and opening a can of soup and dumping it in a pot on the stove (or hell, even sticking it in the microwave) so she wakes up each day and chooses to be a Disease Vector. If she wasn't (presumably) still married to Luke in 2020 to cook her meals for her at home I don't know how she survived the pandemic. Luke: You know what helps a cold? A healthy immune system. You know how to get a healthy system? By not eating crap and blowing out your brain cells with coffee. Eat a vegetable now and then or some high fiber cereal. At least eat the carrots in the soup? Three minutes in and he's already Insulting Lorelai (while, uh, also insulting himself at the same time?) Whee, I'm loving this episode already! More Peg-Lowering, please! Several people on this show are going to be HUMBLED and I am HERE for it. But why is Luke always downselling food that he puts on his own menu? I know Lorelai and Rory don't ever pay him anyway, but doesn't he want to attempt to make some money? "My food will make you fat and sick and kill your brain cells. Don't eat it. Go eat somewhere else." Or is it that he's a-okay with poisoning the rest of Stars Hollow with copious amounts of junk food but wants to spare Lorelai and Rory the same fate? One would also suppose he doesn't actually have said vegetables or fiber rich cereal on his menu in the first place (it's a fucking diner) and that would mean Lorelai would have to pour herself her own cereal at home. Perish the thought. Is Luke secretly some kind of California Hipster in denial? Would he be more at home opening some kind of vegan cafe where he serves wheat grass shots and kombucha and avacado toast, you know, all the stuff Milo Ventimiglia eats. (But Milo’s a big junk food junky too, he's a bit of a paradox, that man). What does he feed Jess, by the way? In his first appearance he was planning to stuff his already neglected and malnourished nephew full of Corn Flakes and Pop Tarts.

Grandpa here is going to live to be 115 probably, but only if you shut up, you're already sending him to an early grave.

EVERYONE STOP EATING AND TALKING. THE QUEEN HAS ARRIVED! Anyone else think its funny that Lorelai and Rory and Luke are ilke the mayors of Stars Hollow who know everything down to when the mailman's dog farts but nobody knows who Shane is, where she came from, who her family is, when she moved in, where she lives, how she ended up with Jess...ANYTHING? Nobody even seems to know her name? Silence from Miss Patty and Babette? Lane and Dean never informed Rory that Jess was never in school, that he supposedly pulled the fire alarm, stole 500 baseballs, etc etc. again, shouldn't Lane be absolutely losing her mind to spill this piping hot tea that Jess has been hooking up with some mysterious blond skankbag all summer? And Dean too, shouldn't he always be dying to tell Rory anything that would cast Jess in an unfavorable light and make her think less of him? What is with this town where they'll hold an emergency meeting because he drew on a sidewalk with some chalk but when he actually does something worth talking about, nobody wants to narc on him? They fear him, that's what it is. What is Shane's last name by the way? I made up a poll and asked you to decide on her last name and I'm currently awaiting the results, which I will use going forward.

Jess and Shane continue to give Rory Gilmore a sexual awakening so immense it could knock our fucking solar system out of alignment. That boom you just heard was Jupiter and Saturn crashing into one another from the sheer force of Rory Gilmore's quivering loins.

Tomatos Sign. I wonder how much money Jessica Kiper was paid to stick her tongue in Milo's mouth and say "Hey" and "Jess". Did she have to audition? I would do the job for free. I would keep screwing up just so the director could yell "Cut" and I could do as many takes as possible. Warner Brothers could own me for the rest of my life just for that opportunity.

Meow! All she did was say his name, lol. Someone's cranky. You know what would cure that bad mood? A good handjob from Shane (last name soon to be announced). This whole "no strings attached sexual gratification" deal that was seemingly dropped in his lap? Meh, whatever. He'll do it, but he'll be reading the entire time. Meanwhile, this is Dean waiting 5 years for Rory to put out:

(By the way, Mr. Mariano, don't ever tell a woman to "relax") Jess sighs and leaves in the middle of his shift (Lorelai should be proud), leaving his customers wondering where their pancakes are, to go have sex with Shane somewhere public and indecent, leaving Rory in their horny wake. Perhaps Jess has the intuition that the cold, clammy, looming hand of Celibacy (aka his own hand and a jumbo size bottle of lotion) will soon be upon him so he better seize these opportunities.

Love it when she says shit like this as if her boyfriend Dean Forrester is some fucking chatterbox (he'll grunt a few words as he's also a typical teenage boy like Jess and she'll go "That's So INTERESTING Dean! Do go on. I love you, little buttered croissant"), and also like she should actually expect Jess to talk around her when he knows she's going to pick on him even worse if he does have something to say.

Too late. That's hilarious- I forgot that Dean was about to show up just now and prove my point.

She's still wearing that stupid quarter on a string on her wrist. I will give this show credit for being very consistent with some of the small details like this. Every day for 2+ years straight, Alexis Bledel shows up at Wardrobe and they slap that thing on her wrist. That cup is HUGE.

Yeah. What? I could teach a comatose goldfish to say "I already ate breakfast." The hell is your point?

Oh god. It's that episode where Kirk and Lorelai go on a "Date". I do not remember how it goes but I'm gonna take a stab in the dark here and predict that it was sufficiently awkward. Honestly...Lorelai has done MUCH worse before and will continue to do much worse than Kirk. Mommy issues aside, Kirk has more redeeming qualities than Max or Crusty. Like, at least Kirk is ambitious. Lorelai is still only a few months removed from banging Crusty who wouldn't know the meaning of hard work if it bit him in the ass. I hope something bites Crusty in the ass. Like a rabid possum. Kirk...."Let's go out...In two weeks. I heard you have a cold. It takes two weeks for a virus to leave the immune system." He's also smart and would survive the pandemic. "You might be the prettiest girl I've ever seen. Outside of a filthy magazine."

It's the first day of senior year for Rory and our other Stars Hollow teens.

It's all downhill for Rory after high school.

Nobody tell her. L: I cannot go out with Kirk! R: Why not? L: He's Kirk! Poor Neurodivergent Kirk.

Fixed it.

i was about to say "What the what! Lorelai is actually pouring her own cereal?" but it's Rory wno's making her own breakfast and Lorelai is just pouring marshmallows into the bowl (who does that? That's not a thing. Here in The United States of America, there are already cereals that come with marshmallows). I mean, at least she's eating at home and "helping". Good for you for helping to feed to your chiild, Lorelai. Even if she's eschewing the (marginally) more healthy Raisin Bran in favor of Rice Krispies. I'm going to add a new feature to the ends of these posts: I call it: Things Googled While Watching GIlmore GIrls. Birthday Party Icons, How Old To Buy CIgarettes in Connecticut, Definition of Proclivities, How Many Words Can A Parrot Learn

#denise rewatches gilmore girls #haunted leg #gilmore girls season 3 #lorelai gilmore #rory gilmore #luke danes #jess mariano #Shane #Kirk Gleason #Happy Birthday Jess #My Sweet Little Virgo Boy #My LIttle Bowl Of Rice Krispies with Marshmallows #Birthday Smooches #I was watching the marhsmallows thing and thinking #AmyShermanPalladino might not actually be an Earthling #Human Beings do not eat Parmesan sprinkle cheese raw from the can either #nor did teenagers in 2001 make copious references to 1950’s television shows #it takes 50 years for television signals to reach Amy’s home planet so that’s why she’s behind

[lunar-knight84]

I wish you love

Dr Strange (Stephen Strange) X Non binary Reader

Summary:  Dr Strange has been searching for you for 2 years about what happens when he finally finds you.

Warnings/Stuff inside: angst, OOC Dr Strange, Not spell checked or proof read, death is mentioned.

This story is inspired by the song I Wish You Love by Rio Romeo

A/N: Hey yall, I know its been a while. Some stuff has been happening and i haven't been motivated at all to write. I actually just put my playlist on shuffle and this song came up and i felt really connected to it and decided to write a story based on it. I hope yall like it and i hope yall had good holidays and everything. ill try to post more depending on how i feel. I hope yall enjoy and as always leave a comment and like it please! im new at this so please be kind.

“Itll be okay…” you said to Stephen as you caress his cheek for the final time. Your sweet lips curling into a soft smile as you say “it's gonna be okay Stephen…I..”. Stephen sits up from his bed gasping with tears rolling down his face. It's been 2 years since he lost you. 2 years since you lost your life while trying to save the world.  2 years before he could tell you he loves you. You didn't get to finish your final words with him before the portal took you away. Everyday since he's been scouring the multiverses hoping to find you and bring you back home to him. It's been haunting him more and more… The desire to bring you back the grief of losing you is too much to bear. Stephen gets out of bed and begins to open the eye of agamotto in order to start searching for you.  He searches day and night in different multiverses until finally he finds you… You're walking down the street wearing headphones and entering a house. He follows you as you enter and run up some stairs to a bedroom. Stephen follows you into the room, he can feel some tears gathering in  his eyes as he finally found you… he could finally tell you what he always wanted to tell you. Before he could get his body form into this multiverse, you turn around towards him and say “Stephen I know you're here… come out or at least let me see you…”. Stephen with a soft look of surprise on his face fully showed himself to you “how did you know i was here?..” He asks. “I had a feeling…. Now onto the bigger things… you're not my Stephen Strange, are you?” you say with a hint of curiosity. Stephen laughs “you've always been so intuitive”. You smile back “ you know it… now why are you here?...”. You ask gently as you sit on your bed. Stephen can't help but admire you… you've always been so beautiful and smart. “I-ive been looking for you Y/N…I want to take you back to my dimension…” He says getting close to you and kneeling before you. “You dont know how much ive missed you… how much i wanted you back in my life…I love you Y/N….” he says softly with teary eyes. Your face falls at his confession as you pull Stephen into a hug. “Please come with me to my dimension ...please we can be happy there…'' he says in a quiet desperate voice. “Stephen…” you say as you caress his cheek “i cant…” you whisper softly. Stephen stands up as he starts to feel confused “why not?....I would give you everything Y/N if you asked me… all i want is for us to be happy… and together…”. “Oh Stephen….i'm not your Y/N ... ..and we never figured out the whole romance part….” you say sadly as you sigh. “I have a whole life here Stephen…I can't give that up no matter how much I want to….” Stephen looks round the bedroom for the first time and realizes there are pictures of you with what seems to be your partner. He also notices a wedding ring nestled on your finger. You go to a nearby drawer and take out a neatly folded letter and hand it to him. “Here… In my universe you never made it home…so I wrote this letter to let out all my feelings about you…” you press it in his palms and smile sadly at him. A few tears start to show in your eyes as you caress his cheek “itll be okay…you know that right..”. He stares at you with a soft sad smile as he says “ you know..those first few words were the last few words you were telling me before i lost you…”. “I know…I said those same words as well as the words…” you pull him into a hug as you continue “I wish you love….” Stephen's eyes widen a bit as he laughs sadly while his tears spill out. You smile softly as you bid him goodbye for the final time. Who knows if you and Stephen Strange were ever supposed to be together but one thing is for sure…you both wish love and happiness for each other no matter the universe or multiverse.

#x reader #mcu x reader #dr strange x reader #dr strange x y/n #marvel x reader #x reader angst #spotify #Spotify

[calebs-hangout-corner]

(Long happy/?? rant incoming. Sorry, I just saw your account and had to talk to someone about this)

Ough. I've been thinking about when I read the original The Ghost Next Door book and it honest-to-God changed my mind or something because no book I've read so far is as of high reputation in my mind as that. Maybe it was because I was younger and hadn't read as much, but I have had it in my head for like a month now to Get That Book for myself. My school library has like twenty or so of the books but not that one!! When I saw the Goosebumps collection I was like "NO WAYYYY" but then I got really disappointed when it wasn't there. I need to ask the librarian if they can get it LOL.

Anyway, I remembered it again after going through a nostalgia blog and I searched the tag. Lo and behold, there was your blog! I don't remember any of the other plots very well (from the ones I read; the bookshelf where I originally read it was TINY and barely ever had GB books), nor any of the characters aside from Hannah and Danny, but nevertheless I'm enjoying your Goosebumps art and content a lot. Btw your art style is awesome. :D

I'm now desperate to find somewhere to watch the original 90's show. I've seen it's on Google Play or whatever and Microsoft, but I need to look into that. Help is appreciated, if you know where.

But I guess my question is: what books do you recommend? I like both the standard and the choose your own adventure ones (idk if there are any others). I read/started reading The Haunted Mask, The Werewolf of Fever Swamp, Welcome to Camp Nightmare, The Ghost Next Door (duh), Let's Get Invisible, Monster Blood, The Cuckoo Clock of Doom, The Girl Who Cried Monster (I think. That's the one where the guy eats the bugs or whatever, right?), Escape From Camp Run-for-Your-Life, You Can't Scare Me, Scream of the Evil Genie and/or Be Careful What You Wish For (one of them, lol, maybe both. I think it involved a cola can?).

Any suggestions would be appreciated! Thanks for reading this long-as-hell ask and also thank you if you respond! Obviously, no pressure. Hope you have a great week and good things come your way!

P.S., you got me to start listening to the Goosebumps the Musical: Phantom of the Auditorium soundtrack and it's so good.

-👻🪐 (I hope emoji anons are okay, just in case there's a follow-up ask or something)

Hello!!! This message is very sweet and I had fun reading it, thank you! I'm sorry it took me a day to respond, I was a little busy!

I hope you're successful in finding the book. My library has the opposite problem: It has no books except Ghost Next Door (germany doesn't really sell them anymore, so they're hard to come by, even in libraries). Also, all the Goosebumps episodes you can find on YouTube somewhere! There's many reuploads of them.

As for books I'd recommend, you've already read a few of the ones I really like! But if you need more my favorites you haven't read from the series' you mentioned liking include:

- Phantom of the Auditorium (but like the book version! Very good, very fun, really emphasises the "the gang shares one braincell" part)

- Werewolf Skin

- Calling All Creeps

- Night of the Living Dummy 1 and 2, I've heard the third is good too but that one actually didn't manage to hold my attention, but maybe it will for you!

- Welcome To Dead House (This one's fun)

- Piano Lessons Can Be Murder (I just think it's neat)

- A Night In Terror Tower (Again, I just think it's neat!!), This one also has a "Give Yourself Goosebumps" sequel book "Return To Terror Tower) I recommend aswell!

- Beware, The Snowman!

As for the Give Yourself Goosebumps books I'm like "Please Don't Feed The Vampire"

Those are the books I'm fond of. It's a bit of a list, I hope you don't mind!

#goosebumps #burtle screms

[gabigabigabby]

i hope i die first | eddie munson

part 2 | read part 1 here | part 3 coming soon

eddie munson x celebrity!fem reader

synopsis: you had put your past with eddie munson as part of the emotional baggage that turns into a songwriting drive. you finally come back to your birthplace of hawkins indiana for the last show of your tour. you invited your entire circle to the show, but you forgot that by your entire circle, your ex boyfriend would be showing up too.

wc: 1.4k

category: INSANE AMOUNTS OF ANGST. with a happy ending (:

content/warnings: flashbacks. lovers to strangers. toxic relationship.

a/n: inspired by this blurb, i decided this should take a modern twist, where the songs are all from this age. there's so much angst to this, pls prepare yourselves LMAO. the song i've references besides linked are 'all the things i hate about you' by huddy and 'blonde' by maisie peters.

++

the song ends, leaving the crowd in a sweaty puddle and eddie red. he hasn't been this embarrassed in so long. but still, he wouldn't tear his eyes off you and your flowing blonde hair, though.

"thanks, guys," you wave at the crowd. "i have, uh... one last song. and i... wanna dedicate this one to you. eddie. edward anthony munson. look i'm sorry i humiliated you with that song. but i wrote another — i'm positive you haven't heard this one because... if i were you, i wouldn't tune in to my album at all." her expression drops from proud to vulnerable in a blink of an eye.

eddie shakes his head, signaling that the previous song didn't hurt him as much, even though it's a lie. he would never show his vulnerability to you, not then, not now and not ever.

"this one's called 'die first'." you announce, before you drop your head and the lights go out.

you're all i ever wanted, so how come i'm still haunted by the thoughts inside my head?

eddie remembers this track. it's what nancy's been singing to through her walkman these past few weeks. eddie had asked her whose song it was.

"oh. it's y/n's. from the album," nancy smiles, eddie going back to minding his own business like he was. "eddie. it's about you."

"what?"

"every song on her album, it's all about you. why'd you think she called it rage like a metalhead?" nancy chuckles softly, noticing eddie's facial expressions change.

you love me, but no matter what you say, there's only one of two ways that this is gonna end

eddie turns to look at nancy, who happened to stand immediately next to him. her eyes were beginning to water. nancy reciprocates the look, before grabbing eddie's hand that laid on the barricade. "this one's for you, eddie."

someone dies or someone gets hurt, but if one of us dies...

eddie stares at nancy, then to his and her hands interlocked, and then to you. you never broke your stare at him ever since the song began.

i hope i die first, 'cause i don't wanna live without you

memories from the past strike eddie's mind. the first time he took you out on a date. the first time he told you he loved you. the first time you told him you loved him back. the first time you made love.

and something eddie would never forget; being on the run for almost a week and experiencing near death. who sat by him day in and day out? you did. it has always been you.

i don't wanna ever learn how to fall asleep without you

you never fell asleep without him near you. all those nights eddie had spent healing at the hospital, you were there. by his side on that rickety old bedside chair, or on the couch taking a nap. you vowed to yourself you'd never fall asleep without him being more than twenty feet away from you.

tell me what's worse, losing you now or later?

eddie recalled you asking him that very question. "eddie, can i ask you a question?"

"anything, babe."

"which is worse? losing you now or later?"

eddie could never forget his answer. "y/n, my love... it honestly doesn't matter if you lose me or not. i'm always gonna be with you. wherever you are, i'll be there. i handed my heart to you on a silver platter that night at that stupid... balls-in-laundry-baskets game. it's yours, and you have it with you right now. sweetheart, it's always been in your hands."

"i'm so happy you're alive, edward." you sniffle, and you were so grateful that eddie's still here to wipe your tears away.

maybe i can break the curse, and i can be in love forever... if i die first

el and max, as well as nancy and robin never tore their eyes off eddie as he watches you sing your love letter to him.

i hope i die first, i can be in love forever, love forever, love forever

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the show ends, and you had invited eddie and the gang backstage to hang out. from the distance, you see robin, steve and max run toward you. your heart warms up like a space heater seeing steve harrington, your very own boy wonder's smile that could cure cancer.

"hi lovie!" steve's the first to collide into you, followed by robin, max and eleven. "it's so great to see you again!"

"i missed you guys so much," you let yourself melt into steve's embrace. "steve, you should've come to new york with me! it's everything you dreamt of!"

"i will come visit soon, i promise!" steve laughs, hesitating to tear away from you even though you have to say hi to the rest. robin, max, eleven, dustin, lucas, erica, will, jonathan, mike, nancy...

eddie.

"hey... y/n," eddie hesitates, his hands nervously planted in his back pockets. "great show."

you giggle. "thanks." eddie nods, his lips pursed tight together as he tries to not look into your eyes. despite the twenty-four months of being away from him, eddie still looked the same. still beautiful. his brown eyes are still full of hope. his lips are still that pretty light pink shade that haunted those two years you've spent away from him.

he's gotten more tattoos and piercings since then. he's got a ring in his nose, a barbell in his brow, rings all lined up from both his earlobes all the way to his helixes. you also notice a tongue piercing; a piercing he's been killing to get since you both started dating.

eddie seemed so neglected from the jovial crowd of his friend group, and the last thing you want to do is leave any of your friends out of such a content moment, even if it's eddie.

eddie's looking down at his shoes, desperately trying not to make eye contact with you. you then decided, you can't hold back your feelings for him anymore. you take a few strides towards him and engulf him in your arms, not giving a bother about the rest. all that mattered was that you finally got to touch eddie munson again after two years.

he collapses under your touch, when you start to feel wetness through the shoulder of your white cropped tee. is eddie crying? "babes, you okay?"

"i'm alright, i just— i missed you. i missed you, y/n... so fucking much," eddie mumbles, pulling away from your body, wiping stray tears away. "i have no clue how i survived these painful two years without you. fuck, you are my heart."

"i missed you more, you have no idea," you blink, letting a tear slide down your cheek. "i'm sorry i up and left. i could've given you a chance to explain, but... turns out you turned me into a non-confrontational asshole. i don't blame you, though."

"hey," steve calls, putting a hand on the small of your back. "what if we all plan a trip? to new york next month, explore the city, stay with y/n. if your house can occupy this much pests, that is."

"sounds like a plan," you nod, before turning to face eddie. "but you, sir... you're coming to stay. and never leave. be the solo artist i know you're capable of. fuck gareth and jeff."

"can i stay, too? i'm so sick and tired of hawkins." robin groans, boring through your soul with her blue doe eyes.

"uh-uh, listen, you prick. you move to new york, you take me with you. we're a package deal." steve complains, wagging his finger between himself and robin.

"why not you all move to new york? fuck apartments. stay with me. bring your families along, why not, i could pay off their mortgages. i could use a few pain in the asses," you decide. "you're my main." you jut your finger at eddie.

"anytime, sweetheart." eddie winks.

"what about college?" lucas asks.

"let me worry about that. maybe i can pay for you guys to enroll into nyu, we'll see. i'll tell your moms you're going to nyu." you smile, scanning through all the kids, who eyes shine bright at the sound of new york and nyu.

"new york, baby!" dustin screams. everyone screams along. you melt into eddie's shoulder while you let them hype each other up.

"i know you'll always find your way back to me, y/l/n," eddie chuckles. "i never doubted it for one second."

#stranger things 4 #stranger things angst #eddie munson #eddie munson angst #stranger things #steve harrington #steve x eddie #chrissy cunningham #robin x nancy #nancy wheeler #nancy stranger things

[djsangos]

✈️ AIRPLANE — have you traveled anywhere that helped you discover something about yourself and/or about the world?

🎈 BALLOON — what is something you've created and/or accomplished recently that you're proud of?

❌ CROSS MARK — how would your life be different if [name of person] had never been in it? would it be better or worse?

⚔️ CROSSED SWORDS — do you have any skills that you are absolutely grateful you have and that mean a lot to you? how do you usually use these skills? would they come in handy if someone you cared about was in trouble?

🍂 FALLEN LEAVES — how would you metaphorically describe your life and the journey(s) you've been on?

👻 GHOST — is there someone or something that you feel is missing from your life? do you know if there's any way to find it/them?

✈️ a couple years ago finding alterna with agents 1 2 and 3 and gramps was like haunting seeing what was left of humanity before they tried to escape because they were desperate to see the sky again kinda put some shit into perspective in a way i dont really have the skill to put into words somewhere between depressing and inspiring

🎈 got a fucking fire set lined up for tonights gig lets go

❌ assuming you mean the light of my life the kicker of my ass my beloved eight it would be worse in the way it would be the same as before i mean we met when we were both like 16 and also enemies we were both the villain to each others hero because we were told we were anyway circumstances in which we met and then later horrific hijinks aside she inspires me to do better and be better at being a person in ways others just hadnt been able to get through to me before and i can only hope im as inspiring to her as she is to me but then again they need less help in the being better department than i do because theyre already the best at being a person

⚔️ combat skills 100% and in tandem with those like thinking on the fly and strategy the last 2 come in handy a lot more than youd think in day to day life but all of those together yes would be very handy if anyone were in trouble

🍂 like some kind of fucked up shooter game with psychological horror elements but also a happy ending

👻 ha ha ha... i dont talk about that

#wonderful-balan #ic ask #//this took so long to answer jfkldajfkaljfkaljkfd #//as it should

[scorpsik]

Fics masterlist.

All links for AO3 X Most are angst/Emily Prentiss centric, so there'll be injuries, bravado, self doubt, scars, smoking, drinking, swearing+ talk of abortions. A lot of these are friendship style fics. I hope you enjoy xx

More

Even more. I'm so sorry

Last ones, I promise

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Just Dirt In The Ground : Em struggles with the anniversary of her death. Angst. JJ friendship.

Moving On : 3 chapters of a 10 yr old Em and the effects of moving around as a child. 1 chapter at 15 when she has lost herself. Angst; lewd behaviour; Matt Benton; John Cooley

Coming Clean : IF Em told the team about Ian, she might have done it like this. Angst. Rossi, Hotch.

Lungs Of The Earth : Some humour. Team chase an unsub through the woods. Multiple POV.

New Beginnings : Emily becomes chief. Rossi, Hotch.

When Nightmares Return : Askari kidnaps JJ's son. Can Em save them? Angst, torture, SA. JJ, Hotch, Will. 4 chapters.

Sin : Matt Benton helps Em through the very worst time in her life. Can she be there for his? Angst, drugs, sex, abortion, OD, bad parents.

Shellshock : Slight diversion from 'Run'. Em has concussion as she tries to save Will. Angst, bombs. Team dynamic.

Cold Pizza : Hotch brigs Em home for some TLC post Doyle arc. Friendship. Angst, memories.

Life Is Very Long When You're Lonely : Em feels very alone after Paris and seeks out Rossi. Angst, bleak, friendship.

Quicksand : Em is gravely injured in the field. Injury, blood. Luke, Rossi.

Eggs : Teen Em gets very drunk. Did she do something bad? Hotch knows. Friendship.

Don't Leave Me Alone : Those first, awful days in Paris. Angst, scars. JJ friendship.

Mom : Emily tries to explain why she isn't actually dead. Angst. Elizabeth P.

Weight : Demonology. Em worries that she let Matt down. Angst, abortion, Rossi friendship.

What's Inside : 9 year old Em finds magic. Fluff. Yes, fluff. No angst.

Hero : Em reflects on her past as she awaits rescue. Kidnapping, reminiscing, threat. Ian Doyle.

Reunion : Now Scratch is dead, an old friend can return. Hotch, Rossi. Friendship, humour.

Remember Me? : 4 chapters. Derek and Em are kidnapped. Torture, blood, talk of SA, violence.

Parallels : Tiny piece written from an image I saw of CME. Rossi, friendship, bereavement.

Surrogate Sisters : 4 mini JJ/Em friendship fics moving through the series. Some angst, scars, humour.

Poison Ivy Ya Come Creepin' : Humour. Em gets stung. Swearing. Rossi.

Clueless Babysitter's Club : Penelope and Em are the WORST babysitters. Humour.

Trust : Em is back from Paris - but not all Agents trust her. Heavy angst. Slut shaming, self doubt. Hotch friendship. Nasty agents. Boo.

A Better Life : Em and Andrew adopt. 5 chapters. Angst and fluff.

Whole Again : Rossi makes Em feel good in her first day as chief. Friendship.

Butterflies : Filler fic on how Em spent those first days grounded at the BAU.

Opening Up : Andrew asks Em about her scars. Fluff, injury, scars.

Option A : What if the team DIDN'T fake Em's death? Angst. Ian Doyle.

A Dish Best Served Cold : I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL. Ep 300 SHOULD HAVE BEEN A PRENTISS EP!! So now it friggin' well is. Angst. Reid.

Medals : Em gets an award, but it doesn't make her happy. Rossi. Angst. Stephen Walker death.

Loving/Loved : 2 chapters. Em visits Declan. Angst, fluff. Doyle.

Compartments : Returning from Paris, Em must face Ian again. Angst, fear, injury. Hotch, Declan, Doyle.

Coming To ; Em comes out of her coma alone. Bleak. Post Doyle. Injury, angst. Hotch, JJ.

Damage Limitations : Em tries to help Hotch deal with the spectre of Foyet. 'Haunted' ep. Friendship. Angst.

For Him ; short fic as Em fakes Declan's death.

Drinking Buddies; 3 chapters on Derek/Emily's friendship through the show. Drinking, humour, scars.

A Crack In The Past ; A case brings back memories for Em. Reflections of desire related. Torture, injury, war. Rossi friendship.

Dandy-Lion : Post Minimal Loss, Em turns to Spencer for comfort. PTSS, injury, fear, nightmares, comfort, friendship.

Growing Up : Teen Em makes a few decisions about her future. Hotch friendship.

Paternally Yours : 6 short fics on Rossi/Em's friendship through the years. Angst, humour, injury.

Desperately Seeking Emily : Heavy angst. Post Doyle. Emily is lost and Rossi tries to help. Angstangstangst, injury, shame, comfort.

The Promises I Make : JJ asks Em for a special favour. Fluff.

Boys Don't Cry ; Em interrogates a lad who reminds her of herself.

Scratches That Won't Heal : The after effects of Mr Scratch plague Em. Angst, PTSS, panic attacks. JJ friendship, ccomfort.

Becoming ; Emily is becoming Lauren. She IS Lauren. Angst. Doyle.

Pig Farming 101 : Humour. Derek, Penelope, Em.

Good Dog : 'Keeper' related. Em connects with Todd. Reid.

Facing It Together : JJ helps Em through a nightmare. Angst, injury, Doyle.

Shoulda Woulda Coulda ; 7 chapters, one for each team member, relating to how they cope with Em's death. Angst angst and a little more angst.

Motel : Em has a one night stand, but her scars are an issue. sex, scars, shame. Nothing too explicit.

The Day After ; Rossi talks with Em the day after Demonology. Angst, friendship.

Maths Is A Very Serious Topic ; Post Paris. Em and Derek tease Spencer. Humour.

Could I..? : Em has feels for Andrew. Injury, fluff.

Last To Leave : 9 year old Em wait in vain for her parents to collect her from school. Awful parents.

Check : Gideon weighs up the newest member of the team: Prentiss.

I Am... I Was.. ; Lauren Reynolds is dead, but not cold. Angst. Tsia.

Pennyroyal Tea : 3 chapters. Em has therapy. Doyle, injury, self doubt, bad memories, comfort.

Sallow Skinned, Starry Eyed, Blessed In Our Sin : BLEAK!! Just hopelessly bleak. Em is back from Paris and feels like she has nothing. Ouch.

You Were There For Me. I Am There For You. : 6 chapters, one for each character. 2 stories per chapter of friendship: Em with; Derek, Hotch, Spencer, Dave, Penelope and JJ.

Coffee And Hot Sauce ; Teen Em is suspended from college. Hotch friendship.

Memories ; Being at JJ and Will's house brings back memories for Em. Angst, abortion, bad parenting. Rossi friendship.

Against The Clock ; Diffusing a bomb?? pfft. Easy. Angst. 'Run' related. Will, JJ, Hotch.

A Phone Call Away : After Maeve's death, Em calls Spencer. Angst, grief, comfort.

Anniversary ; Oh, angst. Anniversary of the abortion. Anniversary of the stabbing. Joyful, as you can imagine. Not :) xx

The Worst Of Times : Hayley is dead and Em tries to comfort Aaron. Grief, love, friendship.

Coming Home : Em returns to the US to catch the Tribute killer... but the experience is overwhelming. Angst, self doubt, grief. Comfort. Rossi friendship.

Imaginary Friends ; Alone in Paris, Em imagines how each of her friends could help her. One chapter per friend. Angst, injury, loneliness.

Adrenaline : Em loses her cool going after Dale Shrader (Retaliation). Angst, anger, injury.

Parents ; God Em's parents are SO AWFUL. Angst, shame, Rossi friendship. 2 chapters.

Cavalry : The team save Em from her awful parents. 2 chapters.

Baptism ; After her return from Paris, is Em immortal or does she have a death wish? 'Epilogue' related.

Four Times Emily Prentiss Was Alone For A Nightmare And One Time She Wasn't : I am an evil, evil bitch. Sorry. Clearly this isn't a fun fic.

Forgiveness Is Divine : References to abortion and child death. Rossi heals some of Em's wounds. Angst and comfort.

Something To Remember Me By : Dave takes Em out for dinner before she heads to London. Friendship.

Poisonous : 'Amplification' related. JJ and Em discuss their fears on the case.

If That Mockingbird... : Em is 5. Her parents say she is bad. Agh...awful parents again.

Desert Garden ; Who has been sleeping in Dave's office? Angst. Doyle arc. Despair and sadness.

Making It Better : Em has a nightmare on the jet, and Derek isn't s sympathetic as JJ at first. Nightmares, injury, Doyle arc, hurt/comfort.

Paths That Cross : Paris, 84. Rossi meets a young teenaged girl who is lost in the world. My heart hurt writing this. Angst, and ugh... sad little Em.

It Is What It Is : '25 to life' related. Em's ability to compartmentalise had all but crumbled by now. Angst, death, blood. Derek friendship.

Pieces : A collection of fragments from Demonology. JJ, Hotch, Rossi, angst.

Unhappy Birthday ; Rossi has visited Yates again on his birthday. But he has a visitor who helps him heal. Friendship, angst. Em.

On Your Side : Jordon Todd has a friend in Emily.

Till The End Of The Day : Em needs to apologise to Dave. S15.

Esta Bien Querida : 'Rite of passage'. This case assaulted all of Em's senses. Angst, blood, death, talk of SA, petulance. Hotch, Derek, Dave.

Too Late : The team struggle individually to cope with Em's death. Angst, angst, guilt, angst.

Rendezvous : Em and Mick Rawson get together. Mild sex.

Shots : Derek, Dave and Em are injured on a mission. Copious blood, injury, hospitals, friendship.

After ; Dave talks to Em after Minimal Loss. Friendship, injury.

Quid Pro Quo : Strauss has Em over a barrel.

Just Cal My Name : Penelope helps Em relax after the Scratch ordeal. PTSS, massage, friendship, humour.

Confession ; Em has something to tell Dave. Guilt, angst, PTSS, scars, smoking, fear, friendship.

What She Needs ; Dave will be whatever Em needs him to be. Implied sex, scars, love.

Getting To Know You : New partners Morgan and Prentiss get to know one another.

[lunaprincipessa]

ENTRY FIFTY-THREE

Trying my best not to think of you, but of course, that's exactly when you haunt my mind even more.

I wish you would've been honest with me. This has all been so disappointing. 💔

You do know hiding information IS lying right? It's the act of presenting a false reality while supposedly exonerating yourself from any wrongdoing because you didn't directly speak the lie itself. Want more detail?

There are two main forms of lying. Falsifying and concealing. When you falsify something, the truth remains hidden while untrue information is offered up in its place. Concealing is when a person withholds the truth without actually saying anything that's untrue, which is what you have engaged in with me. Why?

Help me understand these next three things. I'd like to know. Please...

1.) Why did you see me as nothing more than someone whose only purpose is to keep you entertained while your girlfriend is at work?

2.) What was going through your mind when you didn't want me knowing about your girlfriend, even after I said I'd wish you both well if you ever got with someone?

3.) What was going through your mind when I expressed hesitation to be in a relationship with anyone in general because I feel like people today don't take their real-life relationships serious enough because they don't want to sacrifice the attention they get from strangers on the internet? What was going through your mind when I said that, knowing that's what you may have been doing?

I was trying to show you good people still exist in this world without hidden agendas. I was trying to show you not all women are toxic. I was trying to show you generosity and gentleness. I was trying to show you, and I had nothing but good intentions in doing so.

I cried for you, I cared for you, I thought you were facing all of that hardship and trauma alone... And you had a girlfriend catering to you the entire time. I wish you wouldn't have kept secrets. I feel so stupid right now, and I have you to thank for that. 😔

I even opened up to you about all of the lies, abuse, cheating, rape, and the overall disrespect that I've endured from men throughout my life. Did you not hear a single word I spoke or did you just think I haven't been through enough yet?

That being said, maybe it's best not to have your reasons in the end. Who knows if what you would say would even be the truth anyway. That's another shitty aspect of lying that hardly anyone talks about. Maybe you would say something sincere but can it be believed? The Boy Who Cried Wolf and all that jazz.

Last but never least, full transparency: "words reveal only who we want to be, but our actions reveal who we really are." And you have shown me who you really are. And for the first time since I met you, I am happy and thankful that you're far away from me.

I wish you good health, but I truly hope to never hear from you again. Just the simple act of talking to you turned me into something I never wanted to be. I never wanted to be the woman that a guy hits up when his girlfriend isn't home.

With the way I can love a man, with the way I can take care of him, with the ways in which I can commit, I know for a fact that I deserve so much more and so much better than being a little backup plan.

There's something else I'm hoping for, aside from our paths never crossing again. I hope you realize what you have and you stop taking advantage. I hope one day you decide to be faithful to your girlfriend in every way, in every area of life because it is a fucking privilege to have someone who is willing to go to work to make sure you have what you want and need in life. I would give anything for that. I also hope you decide to stop talking to females, period, until you have the decency to be open about and proud of your woman, to the point where nearly the entire country knows you're with her and you appreciate the things she does for you.

I hope one day you realize women aren't play-things. We are human beings. If you don't have good intentions with us, then leave us be. That simple.

More thoughts later.

#when your lips do nothing but hide truth your kiss is the curse

[bereft-of-frogs]

✨ Fic Writing Review 2023 ✨

@aurorawest tagged me in this an age ago but there was always a chance (however slight) that I'd maaayyybe finish something else before the end of the year (I did not) so I held off. But! It's time for the 2023 review.

Words and Fics

103, 870 words posted

Technically only 1 fandom, but then like...3 subfandoms? (Star Wars: Fallen Order, Prequels/JA-era, and A New Dawn/The Last Padawan)

14 fics

1 ongoing WIP, 2 multi-chapter, 10 oneshots, and 2 chapters added onto my OC repository, 2 series

most recent drop: we are made of our longest days

longest: technically the whole of the dark ocean duology at 50,304 but also just part 2: to stand at the edge of the sea (25,752)

shortest: found a tape that was blank (1,392)

Top Fics by Kudos

closure, and the lack thereof (98)

omens and all kinds of signs (72)

with teeth, we've come this far (66)

(dark ocean duology) part 1: the deep sea is a haunted house (63)

(dark ocean duology) part 2: to stand at the edge of the sea (59)

and some love for the bottom 5 because my favorite is among them: 1. a shadow resides by night (13), 2. follow me into the endless night (16) 3. p.s.: wipe the salt off of my skin (30), 4. I feel like I'm borrowing all my time (33), 5. take in a breath, fill your lungs (34)

My fandom fic events in 2023

just the usual whumptober taking up most of my autumn

Upcoming Events and Projects for 2024

for 2024 I think I'm going to try out like a 'leapfrog' method, where I focus on finishing a first draft, then let that percolate while I work on the next first draft on the list, then backtrack for the second and so on...I think this makes sense. I liked focusing on one project at a time last year and I'm hoping that gets me to make progress on the 4-parter that I really, really want to write and keep putting off.

omens and all kinds of signs (chapter 3)

manipulation/hostage thing (?) (part 1)* - I really need a better working title for this, this is not actually describing what's going on

the haunting presence / serial (part 4)**

the haunting presence / serial (part 3)**

manipulation/hostage thing that turns into an undercover thing (part 2)* - god these working titles are just so pithy aren't they

the haunting presence / serial (part 2)**

the haunting presence / serial (part 1)**

omens and all kinds of signs (chapter 4)

We'll see where that brings us in the year....and if I get derailed haha. If I make it through this I have a sick!fic in development and a myriad other bullet points of vague ideas, inspiration lightning might strike on one of them.

Last word: I spent the first third of 2023 so convinced I would never write again and in a not-great place, to clear 100k posting on ao3 was truly a relief and sharing all of this with you all has been a joy. Thanks for being there and I hope everyone has a happy New Year!

Rules & Tags below the cut! ***(ok let's be real, you all know me, I didn't actually tag anyone because I'm a mess of social anxiety and I always feel like I'm bothering people with tags (even though I am NEVER bothered by tags, but I can't apply that to myself for some reason, in my own mind I'm just uniquely annoying, but we don't have time to unpack all that--) but anyway, I put the rules there and the summaries for the two mystery upcoming fics if you want to see those or reference the rules!

Rules: Feel free to show whatever stats you have. Only want to show Ao3 stats? Rock on. Want to include some quantitative info instead of stats? Please do this. Want to change how yours is presented? Absolutely do that. Would rather eat glass than do this? Please don’t eat glass but don’t feel like you have to do this either.

I am too shy to tag anyone but if you're looking for an excuse to post some stats and goals use this as an open tag!

That should probably be one of my '2024 goals' to get less shy. ah well.

*This is a holdover from the 'psychological' whumptober prompt, I started it in October but knew it deserved more time and energy that I could give it on a deadline. The sort of core of the first part is my take on a 'fandom staple': the Haxion Brood finally gets the jump on the crew and they get entangled in a plot that's perhaps unnecessarily complex due to the interference of a...like 'HR consultant' Sorc Tormo hires, who attempts to manipulate them into carrying out their dirty work. Part 2 (it's a duology again folks!) picks up a bit after the end of part 1. Because to get out of the part 1 situation they end up owing someone a favor, and the calling in of that favor sends the crew on an undercover mission to a super-secret Imperial construction project. Clearly still developing some stuff, I don't have a working title or a good way of summarizing events, but I have a lot of dramatic scenes and everything pretty well outlined.

**Ah, my four part serial killer drama that I have been saying I've been saying I was going to work on for months. Years. This is going to be my year, I swear it! 'Why are you writing it in reverse order' it just makes more sense to work backwards, and part 4 I have the most clear plot outline for. Yeah it's fairly straightforward in general, a mysterious serial killer stalks Jedi through 4 generations. Possibly inspired by My Literal Nightmare, aka 'someone is secretly living in your house' (aka phrogging??? I learned there was a term for it while doing research for nanowrimo, I just thought I was being paranoid and sleep deprived during an insomniac period a few years ago lol) (it's a long story haha). But yeah this mysterious murderer who seems to not really exist at all, and vanishes like a ghost for years at a time.

#writing wrap up 2023 #thanks for tagging me! sorry I did not get over my shyness to tag anyone haha #please truly consider this an open tag if you've been waiting for one

[spookyserenades]

Hi Dana!!! Just wanted to stop by in your asks to let you know that I absolutely love Trouvaille! I can't believe you've been pumping out +20k chapters for this, but I appreciate it a lot (I can't imagine the amount of time you take to work on them). Overall, I really love the concept and world building you've done in only 3 chapters. Especially the originality of adding in the occult/paranormal/supernatural to the story. I find it so interesting, especially now that there's been more interactions and insight into MC's past with the spirits and ghosts.

I guess I'll put in a theory (?) regarding future chapters...? I have a feeling JK and Namjoon are going to be important or instrumental with MC's dive back into the paranormal. Looking at their moonboards gives some hints towards it, too. I feel like JK was either in a cult or grew up in what seems to be the Catholic church (I thought I saw a rosary behind the crucifix). Also, with the ghosty hands and stuff, it just feels like he'll be important. Even in Norse mythology, elks are symbols of protection against physical and spiritual danger. As for Namjoon, we already got a hint that he had known MC's mom before. Plus, his moonboard has so many books about the paranormal/criptids. Idk, the nightmare, thinking his eyes are really familiar, etc. It just seems like there's something to it. (Lowkey, I just keep reminding myself of the: "You have 2 wolves inside of you" meme and laugh when i think of him).

To end off, i guess I love what you're doing with this series!! And I'm so excited to read more whenever you release the chapters! I'd love to be on the taglist for it also, if that isn't a problem. As a last note, Tae and Jin are the best boys!!! Love them so much, but all the guys are great in their own special ways😂 I hope you have a great day/night!!! Much love💜💜

!!! Hi darling!! AHHH you've sent me such a lovely message <3 It makes me so happy that you love Trouvaille! And LOL I love a good lengthy update, there's so much I want to squeeze into each one I find it hard to stop writing sometimes. If I'm having a lot of inspiration, I can usually crank out a chapter in a little over a week... but there have been times where I don't have as much time to work and it can take me about a month! I'm trying to be dutiful with my writing schedule so I can continue to update consistently :) All of my chapters will be at least 20k, though!

YAY I'm really excited that you're enjoying the paranormal/spookier aspects to Trouvaille! I love these kinds of subjects, so writing a BTS fic with these themes have been very... self indulgent? LOL! But it makes me so happy that you and others are interested in it too <3 There will definitely be more ~haunted happenings~ in future updates!!

Which leads me to your awesome theories!! You're right on the money, Jungkook and Namjoon are totally vital to the paranormal aspects of the plot, especially regarding MC's return to her mystical past. I really love your idea that Jungkook may have came from a cult, that's definitely a theory I have not yet heard. As a little hint (actually, it's a big one), I've loosely based Jungkook off of Keanu Reeves' character in the movie Constantine. The Norse mythology fact you've brought up is SO COOL!! I had no idea that's what elks represent, what an awesome synchronicity! Namjoon, true to him IRL, is definitely the bookish part of the operation here... he's read quite a bit about these supernatural subjects, perhaps experienced a thing or two prior to his adoption ;)

SCREAMING at the two wolves thing!! It totally fits him, his character is a bit of an edgelord. I think of those meme pictures of the anthropomorphic wolf tearing off its clothes or moodily staring at a lake LMAO!

Thank you so so much for reading and offering your awesome insights <3 Right now, I update on the 7th and the 20th, but that may be subject to change as I'm taking some summer classes that will be taking up a bit of my time. I'll absolutely add you to the taglist, darling! You're so right, Tae and Jin are the bestest angels... they deserve the world <3 Have a wonderful week yourself, and thank you again for your love and support!!!!

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