#what am i saying. it’s late & i have work early in the morning 😅

[rosesradio]

Just sucks that my current fandoms aren't as popular 😕

power rangers you mean? yeah, it’s always unfortunate when people don’t see how awesome your fandoms are :/

#me with hsm/tmts like yes the show’s dumb as hell but hear me out lmao #also people can be into what they want and fandom is a beautiful thing…but s*nders sides has too many fans #like it’s almost like they’re wasting their talent when they could be in a fandom that the creator itself actually likes & updates #that’s kind of a mean way of saying like…fanon content is better than canon that’s why i stayed that long #what am i saying. it’s late & i have work early in the morning 😅 #rose’s asks

[eclectic-sassycoweyes]

Hello! Happy nice ask week! I would love to know what it was like to travel on a sailing boat for months! Was it scary? Did you almost capsize? Did you see sharks?!! How did the dog cope? And did you know "keep Austin weird" was a real thing or did you see that t-shirt and start screaming as I would have done?

Hi Cig thanks for this nice ask!!☺️

As for living on the boat, my hair hated it and is still recovering, but I LOVED IT even with the challenges it poses, like back and neck pains from weird shaped beds and rolling and slamming into the waves some nights, and the conflicts and emotional rollercoaster ride it is to live in such a small place with 7 other people. I like traveling and living more primitively and having to work fir water and sleep and transporting yourself because it intensifies the experience and clears my head which makes me able to relax in another way that I sometimes need. But also, the gentle rocking, the community with other boats, the fixing stuff and tying the boat tasks, setting sail and steering the boat, AND THE SUNSETS BUT OH THE SUNRISES WHEN YOUR NIGHTSHIFT BY THE WHEEL TAKES YOU INTO EARLY MORNING 😍 insane. And waking up and immediately jumping into the sea and everything we got to see and experience on land because we were able to transport ourselves. I would recommend it to anyone!

Luckily we did not capsize!!😳

- But I was scared sometimes anyway!🫣🙃

I know realistically, that it takes a lot for a boat to capsize like a lot a lot (if it gets pushed too much onto it’s side by the wind that will also make the wind pass over the sails and ease the pressure as the wind usually isn’t blowing downwards, plus it is weighted in the bottom both by the keel and by lots of cargo under the floorboards because the boat I was sailing on has made it’s way from Denmark to the Caribbean so it has a lot of food and just things and stuff stored in there!

Still, I have anxiety so.. the times I was most scared was sailing in the English Channel (I sailed with them from Denmark to Spain back in the late summer last year, too as the owners of the boat are friends I know from home). But sailing close by so many HUGE container ships 🚢 and just handing over control of my life to others my own age and younger who I didn’t know that well? That was for sure a challenge! (Like our dear Carlos, I have a certain degree of control issues)😌

The other time I was scared, was on this trip, sailing north- and south-bound in the Caribbean during especially early January and actually up until February hit, because the trade wind was still coming strong in from the east, just the waves it had created in the Atlantic were shorter as they neared land and met the Caribbean ocean (at least this was our theory don’t hold me to it too much) which meant we were sailing with the wind coming strongly in from the side AND high waves (at least I thought they were super high😅) and so the boat was being laid down sideways a lot and I got a little scared🥹 🫣 it’s weird bc having anxiety, and knowing rationally that the boat won’t tip over, but also loving the speed and thrill of it, it’s an internal battle going on !

My friends have decided to head back and are trying to talk me into crossing the Atlantic in the other direction, like west to east, and that I am also a little scared of even though I also really want to! I have a month or so to decide so we’ll see.

We did see sharks! Or really, I only saw one shark 🦈 and it was actually very cute and not as scary as the emoji looks if that was a real shark. I say that and it makes me sound all nonchalant, or like one of those people that do not find sharks scary - I find sharks to be Very Scary!!! But this one was maybe one and a half meters, and it was a nurse shark which are known for being non-aggressive and having a diet of nothing larger than reef fish and it was lying on the reef 🪸 relaxing and we saw it while diving and came very close! Maybe it was the way it so didn’t care about us and were lying still for the most part and swam away when it started swimming, or that nurse sharks also have a cute mustache 🥸 or maybe it’s that being 14 meters under water and having your only source of life being the oxygen tank on your back makes you weirdly calm in a survival-instinct kind of way 😅 but I didn’t get scared!

Bonus info we also swam with pilot whales!!!!! Out from the coast of Dominica 🐋 that was one the coolest things ever to have happened to me.

The dog has lived on that boat since he was a puppy, and he is a very agile and calm and boat-trained dog who loves to go swimming and never gets seasick and adorably sways from paw to paw to compensate for the boat rolling and I love him 🥰🐶 obviously he’s not mine but my friends’ dog so I can’t post a picture of him but he is very cute and adorable!

I DID NOT KNOW KEEP AUSTIN WEIRD WAS A THING NO!! But I didn’t scream either because I was traveling with a friend whom I have not talked that much to about being in fandom, and whom did not know that that was the main reason why I wanted us to start our roadtrip in Austin🫣🙃 but I did get very excited and then extremely confused which I sometimes get when I have to make a decision about buying things and especially choosing between options cause my brains literally lacks the ability of decision making. So I went back and bought it at a very inconvenient time and had to apologize to my friend for it (I did feel honestly feel bad but I’m also glad I got the shirt) and luckily she forgave me and it all ended well and then I googled it and learned that it was a real thing 😌

Sorry for the long 🍑 answer I got carried away! And thank you again for asking about my travels it made me happy that you’d want to know ☺️

#I want to know if YOU found any dinosaurs today! any tarlosiraptors?? TK Rex’es?? #(I don’t remember the rest😂) #nice ask week #traveling

[holidayvisa]

23 February 2024 - Woke up in Piha at Elise's house. She had to work today, so we got up together around 6:15 am. We left her house around 7, me on my motorbike headed home and she in her park ranger uniform headed to work. I had a really great sunrise ride from Piha back to Henderson. I'm feeling more comfortable on the motorbike and more confident with the windy roads to and from Piha. They're fun to drive now, instead of scary. When I got to Henderson I was surprised to find that Arnie and Jimmy were both still asleep. Usually, they're both early-risers, but today I was up before them; needless to say, this is VERY rare 😅. I started making pancakes, something that I'd been talking about for a while. I cooked us up some blueberry pancakes, and the three of us, Jimmy, Arnie, and me, sat out on the back porch and started feasting on blueberry pancakes, banana slices, peanut butter, and Canadian maple syrup. Uncle Mitch came over from next door, and I offered him dinner pancakes; he said, no, that he'd just eaten. I got him a plate, and threw a pancake on it. After he finished the pancake, he grabbed a second one! All morning, those three were doing their best American accents talking about American pancakes 🤣 I love when they do their American accents!

After breakfast, Jimmy asked me to join him on some missions. I ALWAYS say yes to Jimmy's missions. I got in his car, and we ran a few errands. We got back home at noon, and he got a call from his work, saying that he had the afternoon off too! We went on some more missions. We bought some plants for Jimmy's vegetable garden at the local Bunnings (New Zealand's Home Depot). I planted all his plants in his vegetable garden and watered them. Hopefully they do okay.

Jimmy's really excited for Maddie to watch the garden grow. Jimmy had a bunch of chicken sausages, and I cooked those up for us. The three of us ate lunch together on the back porch.

Jimmy and I grabbed swimmies and towels and got in Jimmy's car for more missions. Jimmy had a bunch more errands to run, but eventually wanted to end up in south Auckland to go to the Chinese new year festival at the manakau sports bowl. I don't really know what I'm getting into whenever I volunteer to go on missions with Jimmy. He's got a plan, but I know what that plan is maybe 50% of the time 😅. We went to Judge's Bay and Orekei and walked around there. Jimmy showed me a couple places he likes to go to relax and get away from the hustle and bustle of the city.

We went to Joshy's house to drop off some petrol. We said hi to Joshy and Essence and the doggos, Nala, Tahi, and Ace. But we didn't stay long.

We drove to Jimmy's work to park the car, and Elise was there waiting when we arrived. The three of us caught a bus from Jimmy's work to the Chinese new year festival. We walked around and took photos of the intricate lanterns.

Jimmy bought a box of 40 donuts that we all snacked on. After spending a good long while there, we headed back to the bus stop. We waited for the bus for close to an hour, but it never came! So we got an Uber back to Jimmy's work. I drove Jimmy's car and Elise drove her car back to my house. Elise had coordinated and arranged to have sole use of the Keddle House, a cabin inside her regional park that people can't rent out. Usually, to reserve the Keddle House, one has to put in for it six months in advance, but because Elise is a park ranger, she was able to snag it for a couple days (there was a last-minute cancellation). In New Zealand, they call a beach house like the Keddle House a "bach." At my flat in Henderson, we grabbed some blankets and some clothes, and then we drove to Anawhata, to the Keddle house. When we got to the Keddle house, it was already very late. But, YOLO, so we walked all the way down to the beach. Immediately upon arriving at the beach, we saw a shooting star. That's three walks to the beach with Elise, and we saw a shooting star each time. We howled at the full moon. We sunk our feet into the soft sand and enjoyed the magic of the night.

We walked back up to the bach and passed out.

I'm grateful for Jimmy. I'm grateful for his friendship, for his positivity, for his trust, and for his kindness. I'm grateful to go on missions with him and to help him with his vegetable garden because I know he's always looking after me too. Getting to help him plant his vegetable garden is an easy way to reciprocate and show my love and gratitude. I'm grateful for Elise. I'm grateful for her organizing and coordinating us staying at the bach!

[astorytotellyourfriends]

9, 25, 31 (here's hoping I remembered the right numbers in my early morning brain fog ;D)

9. How do you find new fic to read?

these days i peruse the chrissy/eddie tag on ao3 once in a while to see what's new, though i will admit i'm VERY picky when it comes to actually picking a new fic to read. i generally stick to works that my friends write or ones that come highly recommended from people whose taste i trust, though sometimes i just simply Do Not Enjoy the fics that everyone else seems to adore and i know that's really just a Me Thing.

25. What other websites or resources do you use most often when you write?

oh my god i use wordhippo all the goddamn time because i swear 90% of the time i realize i've been using the same word way too often and i cannot for the life of me think of ANY OTHER WAY to say what i'm trying to say!!! it's truly a lifesaver. when necessary i also use name generators bc i am awful at picking names for background characters on my own lol

31. What’s your ideal fic length to write?

everything i write ends up being longer than i think it will be, but i think it really depends on the story i'm trying to tell. sometimes an idea will really feel like it can be finished in under 20k and other times i look at a plotline after i write it out and think to myself oh god not another 40k+ fic i do not have time for this!!!! but tbh i think between 15k and 30k is generally a sweet spot for me ... although now having said that i can't be sure anything i've finished lately is actually within that bracket 😅

questions for fic writers

#answered #floating-in-the-blue #thank u love u!!!

[layanasstories]

If not in this lifetime...

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"but it’s true, you can fall in love with people’s souls. With peoples gestures, hearts and morals. With people’s smiles and with people’s minds-without exchanging a single kiss, and without saying a single word."

- R.M. Drake

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Chapter 5

My work week started quietly, I had the normal work load. And because we both had to work, we didn't have much contact, apart from the good mornings and goodnight texts. Or some quick casual updates on how we are doing. On Wednesday my work became crazy busy, as deadlines were pushed forward, projects to be completed, which meant I had to work late. The same was true for Thursday as well. I didn't get home until nine o'clock, hadn't had time to eat yet and was very discouraged to cook for myself. When I open my mailbox to check on my mail, I find a postcard. Curious to who sent it to me, I open the envelope right away. As soon as I see the front of the card, it had me laugh because it is so cheesy. But what's written in the card makes me silent. "How does he do it?" I whisper to myself.

(Credits image: Tastemade)

I hold the card in my hand, I close my mailbox and then take the elevator to my floor. Once I am at home, I put on something casual. And call the number, it is indeed a restaurant. I tell the person who answers that my account must be in Jake's name, and the man on the phone immediately knows what I'm talking about. Should I be surprised, yes, but I'm not. After I had placed my order, I sit down on my couch. With the card in front of me, I grab my phone. I see Jake is already online.

Layana: Hey 😊

Layana: I don't really know what to say. Except thank you. 😅

Jake: You're welcome. :)

Jake: It was a small effort.

Layana: Maybe a small effort for you, but I'm sitting here almost in tears.

Jake: Oh god, was it too much? Have I crossed a line that I shouldn't have?

Layana: No, it's the perfect surprise. Exactly what I could use right now. 🤗

Jake: Phew, because that's what I was hoping for. ;)

My doorbell rang. I am told through the intercom that my food is here. So I push the button to open the downstairs door to let the delivery guy in.

Layana: My food is here. 🥰

Jake: Then don't let me keep you any longer. Enjoy your food :)

Layana: Jake?

Jake: Yes?

Layana: Thank you for doing this for me. 💕

Jake: Anytime :)

I took plenty of time to eat and even had enough left over for tomorrow. After putting the leftovers in my fridge, I took a shower. In there I got an idea. I quickly put on my sleeping shirt and crawled into bed.

Layana: The food was delicious. 😄

Layana: And I'd like to ask you out on a date. A real date.

As long as he doesn't come online I can continue typing without the doubts set in.

Layana: Does Saturday morning suit you?

Layana: At seven o'clock, at the Brown Badger Forest?

If he does something for me, I want to do something in return. And an early morning walk, which he likes, followed by breakfast at my favorite bakery, seems like a nice date.

Layana: Just let me know. Good night 😊

It had become such a habit that I was surprised that there were no messages. Not from last night, and not this morning. Did I push it too far? Despite all the doubts that are now running through my head, I still send him a good morning message. Then I do my morning ritual, and go to work. It is around lunchtime when I get a message.

Jake: Hey, good afternoon.

Layana: Hey, are you okay?

Jake: Yes, I am okay. Right after our conversation, I received a notification via standby that there was a security failure at a customer.

Jake: I had to work until late at night. I just woke up.

Layana: Oh, were you able to solve it?

Jake: Yup. ;)

Layana: That's nice. 😊

Jake: Anyway, I'd love to go on a date with you. See you tomorrow at seven. :)

Layana: See you tomorrow.

#duskwood #duskwood everbyte #duskwood jake #duskwood mc #duskwood game #duskwood jake x mc #duskwood jake x player #iamjake #duskwood fanfiction

[thestalwartheart]

Omg I have so many asks because I totally adore your fics and I dont even know where to start but:

🎯 🎉

🦅 ✅

❌ 🌞

And this is me 🙈 because even I suspect I went overboard xD hopefully I've overlapped with some asks already 😅😅😣

Hi! Oh boy, haha! I hope you're ready for some of my chaotic thoughts 💖 Thank you for taking this much interest in my writing and the process of it. I'm flattered!

🎯 Have any of your readers accurately guessed major plot points? Care to share which?

This is a great question! I don't think I tend to write the kind of twisty-turny fics that lead my readers to guess at the plot points. I'll be interested to see if that changes with the alternate timeline fic I'm writing, which is more plot-driven.

Still, there are probably a few examples of it happening. My favourite - and I'm sorry, this is not at all serious - was in a rank above (a smutty oneshot based on Bond's navy uniform) where someone was clearly typing their comment as they were reading the fic. They'd reached the point where Q said something like, "I can't believe you're still wearing the hat," and the commenter wrote "I hope he fucks him with it on omg the t h o u g h t."

And reader, that was exactly the point of the fic! The commenter was delighted when they got to that part. 😂

🎉 What leads you to consider a fic a success?

a) If I enjoy it (both producing it and reading the end result), and it taught me something about the craft of writing.

b) If people connect with it emotionally. I've written a few fics where people have reached out to tell me how much it affected them, or meant to them. I'm always most proud of those fics that make people rethink the way they view canon, the characters, or their own experiences.

The fics that mean the most to me are generally not the ones which get the numbers.

🦅 Do you outline fics or fly by the seat of your pants?

I am a pants-flyer 🙈 There are stories where that's impossible, of course, like the one I began posting yesterday which deals with alternate timelines. But I don't like to plan obsessively. Absolutely no shade to people who do - I think it's requires incredible discipline - but my brain doesn't enjoy the process of creating those outlines or sticking to them afterwards. The editing part is where all the inspection of details happens for me.

That's not to say I don't have a few notes written down on where things are going. If it's over about 3000 words, I like to have a rough idea of the direction of a fic before I start writing.

✅ What's something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don't mean to?

Plenty of things! MI6 rooftop scenes, the word 'perhaps,' lots of discussions of hands, a drinks cart in Q's house, cats. Almost all the time, cats.

❌ What's a trope you will never write?

I don't like saying 'never,' but enemies to lovers is just personally not my thing. I find it difficult to envision a scenario where I'd write it well and enjoy it.

Annoyances to lovers, absolutely! Enemies? It's simply too much drama for me. 😂

🌞 Do you have a preferred time of day to write?

Lunchtime onwards, for sure. I am not a morning person. Late afternoon/early evening is probably when I get my best stuff done. I do love a night owl sesh, but I find a lot of what I produce then gets rewritten.

Thank you again for the interest in me and my work! ❤️

#ask box #mac writes

[allandoflimbo]

😅 What's a story or scene you've created that you're a smidge embarrassed exists?

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

🎢 Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?

✨ Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉

💋 First kiss fics. Love em or hate em?

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

🛠What tools/programs/apps do you use to write?

⛔ Do you have a fic you started, but scrapped?

🍦 What's the sweetest fic you've created so far?

🌞 Do you have a preferred time of day to write?

💖 What made you start writing?

💌 How do you feel about comments and feedback?

❌ What's a trope you will never write?

🧐 Do you spend much time researching for your stories?

🎃 Do you write fics for certain holidays? Which is your favorite holiday inspired fic?

🎯 Have any of your readers accurately guessed major plot points? Care to share which?

🎨 How do you feel about fan art of your stories?

🦅 Do you outline fics or fly by the seat of your pants?

💞 Who's your comfort character?

🤩 Who is your favorite character to write?

😬 Which of your fics would you be most horrified for friends, family, or coworkers to stumble upon?

🎉 What leads you to consider a fic a success?

✅ What's something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don't mean to?

🤯 What's a genre you struggle with as a writer (ex. romance, action, etc.)?

💔 Is there a fic of yours that broke your heart?

😅 - I’m not a big fan of Live Show lol. I don’t think I’ve even re read it since posting it. Shudders, lol.

😈 - Lol I mean, I like to unravel revelations in the story as the story progresses instead of revealing what’s going on right away. I guess maybe that’s kind of mean? Lol Idk

🎢 - take it back was wild

✨ no thanks lol 😭😂

💋 - LOVE. To quote Bucky in Ashens: “…first kisses are special…”

🎶 - Sometimes I do. Depends on my mood and the scene. Sometimes I need complete silence. For the latest project I’m working on I’ve been listening to a lot of late 2000s/2010s stuff, primarily Bleeding Love by Leona Lewis

🛠 - I keep my writing on my MacBook and I use either pages or scrivener

⛔ - Forbidden Fruit which was a Steve/Reader/Bucky love triangle fic.

🍦 - I think my new one I’m working on might be the sweet one.

🌞 - not really. My energy to write comes in spurts. Can be early in the morning, can be at 3pm, or even late at night.

💖 - my crazy imagination brewing at 7 years old.

💌 - I’ll be honest, I love love positive comments obviously but because I am my own worst critic, I never feel deserving of it and/or I never know how to properly respond and convey my love and appreciation for the support. In regards to feedback, I love it, because it’s gotten me to where I am. I still don’t think I’m the best writer right now, but when I tell you I was terrible at 13, I mean I was TERRIBLE. And I got a lot of criticism and feedback at the time and a lot of it hurt deeply BUT it helped me a lot. I always applied every criticism I got. 15 years later and I still have a lot to learn. Writing isn’t something you learn overnight, you are always learning to be better.

❌ - Incest. No thanks.

🧐 - Depends on the story.

🎃 - I’ve never done a holiday fic before. I think a Christmas one is very cozy.

🎯 - All the time! My readers are extremely intelligent and logical lol. They’ve been pretty spot on with most of mine.

🎨 - I love fan art!!! I wish I got more :( I’ve only ever gotten one.

🦅 - OUTLINE. Always.

💞 - my comfort character deff has to be Bucky. I love him soo much. Bucky or Steve.

🤩 - my fave character to write….I’m not sure. I have to get back to this one. But I would say the same answer as above for now.

😬 - All of them lol. I’m very like vanilla and innocent in person so if they found out about the subject matters I write, I think they would be very surprised. I don’t think I’m anything like what I write at all. But that’s one of the fun parts about writing.

🎉 - having at least the first 100 words written. Doesn’t even have to be posted. Don’t be hard on yourself.

✅ - a lot of verbal fighting. I just can’t help it. I love writing those scenes.

🤯 - probably action/fight sequences. I’ve never written them much. I think the fight with Ashen and Reader in Ashens is probably the only one I’ve ever written and it’s not even a lot of action. I applaud writers who can write those.

💔 - all of them probably but mostly Break Me. Bucky and Reader sleep together after Steve dies.

[warmthintouches]

Me: I need to quit falling asleep so early then waking up at this hour and not being able to go back to sleep

Him: it is true, you've been falling asleep pretty early on me this week 🥺

Me: I know, im sorry. I really enjoy our late night weird talks

Him: i...uh...I do too tbh. I get weird when I know you've fallen asleep and I want to send you stuff to wake up too but then I feel cheesy.

Me: always send me the stuff. I really enjoy it ☺

Him: I feel like ill lose my coolness if I send you the cheesy stuff late at night.

Me: and why would you have to worry about being cool with me? I'm the biggest nerd and I love that about me, and you've accepted that very nicely. you just need to be yourself silly.

Him: I do kinda wish I was as okay with myself as you are sometimes

Me: oh, don't be fooled...I hate myself most days. But, I've accepted that I am who I am, there's nothing I can do about it so why try to fight it.

Him: hm..thats a good way to think about it. But you also shouldn't hate yourself. You're lovely 😘

Me: ☺☺☺

Him: you are 2 cute for me ☺☺

Me: nah, we both equally cute, thats why it works. Couple lil hotties 🔥🔥

Him: omg ☺😉

Me: 😏😏

Him: you need to go back to sleep

Me: not until you tell me a secret about yourself.

Him: ...you serious? At this hour?!

Me: ...why not?

Him: good point...hold on. Let me think of a good one.

Me: okay, am waiting 😊

Him: okay okay....sometimes I get jelly of your love for your cat and the relationship you have. I wish I was close to an animal like that. I have my dogs but they're the family dogs and neither of them care about me all that much. You and your cat are like two peas in a pod.

Him: thats probably weird isn't it?

Me: thats not weird at all. I craved a bond with an animal before I got my cat. And its only been recently that hes started sleeping with me. Do you...take time out of your day specifically to give your dogs attention? Do you play with them regularly? Do you make sure to give them cuddles when you get home for the day? Bc all of these things would let your dogs know you care about them and make them more willing to spend time with you.

Him: im an asshole, of course I don't do those things. I probably should, huh?

Me: you can't be an asshole and expect things to love you anyway... you need to show your dogs you care about them and spend time with them even when you don't feel like it. Its just like appreciating another human honestly.

Him: ....are we still talking about dogs here?

Me: 😳😳😳😳 yes!

Him: 😉😉 okay, just checking

Me: you gotta show them love if you want them to to give you affection!

Him: ....you sure were still talking about pets?

Me: YES, everything i say just keeps coming out soppy sounding.

Him: its cute 😍 and I should spend more time with my puppers, you right you right.

Me: you cute 😏 and I know im right silly. My cat follows me everywhere unless he's snoozing bc I give him attention and pets. He even talks to me all morning while I get ready for work. And he checks to make sure I'm alive when I sleep.

Him: oh the life of a cat owner. I don't even let the dogs in my room while I sleep...bc...I don't want them to get my bed dirty.

Me: I get that, I do. But if you want them to be more affectionate to you, you might have to open up a little

Him: 😳😳😳 not my strong suit

Ne: they're animals~~~ they can't even tell anyone about you being cute with them.

Him: im going to leave my bedroom door open tonight and see what happens.

Me: it might not be right away! So don't be disappointed if they don't come rushing to sleep with you or give you cuddles. They're used to you being closed off so it might take a bit.

Him: you positive we're still talking about my dogs? 😏😏

Me: omg 😅😅🤣 yes. No weird meaning behind what im saying. Im just trying to get you to have an animal friend.

Him: okay cutie 😉😏

Me: you shush. I was really trying to help 😳🖤

Him: I know, I was just teasing ☺☺

#produceboy

[screemqueen]

You are Home

A/N: I did not want to say anything , this isn’t much just a small thing that crossed my mind when I wasn’t feeling very nice and just wanted a hug. Lately I haven’t been in a good place mentally and I thought writing would help it dosen’t seem like it  has been working. Anywho I’ll stopmy ranting now and let’s get to this mediocre peice of writing.

Warning: Fluff, English is not my first language.

Feedback is more than welcome even if it something really small I would love nothing more than some internet driends rn. 😅🙃

Pairing: Tommy Shelby x Reader

Sleepless nights spent waiting for him, wasn’t a new thing for Y/n she was well aware of her husband’s antics and was well adjusted, at least that’s what she believed, but the neighbors would tell a different story, the screaming matches that either turned into nights of passionate fucking or ended with slamming of the door of the infamous Shelby Residence was heard by all. But she was naïve enough to believe that tonight would be any different, nevertheless she waited like she always did.

That night Tommy Shelby sneaked into his own house like a thief, carefully avoiding all the creaking wood, trying not to wake up his beautifully wrathful wife. He noiselessly shut the bedroom door behind him, still being quite as a cat, he started undressing himself,

“You are home”, the sudden voice startled him.

Unlike every night, tonight he felt the need to defend himself, “I am sorry, there was a problem at Charlie’s-”

She cut him off before he could spin yarns around her “Shhhhh don't, just come to bed please”

“I don’t want to fight” she added, pulling the blankets to her chin, and turning her back towards him, he stripped down to his boxer and climbed in, he settled behind her pulling her in his chest.

“I am sorry I ruined your birthday” He murmured quietly, kissing the back of her head

“Mhmm… me too” She turned in his arms and mumbled while gazing at him, there wasn’t any anger or disappointment in her eyes, only pure adoration.

“What?” He asked pulling back a little, trying to read her mind, he did that often with people, tried to read them and anticipate their moves before they could strike him, but it never worked with his lovely wife, she was a creature of mystery to him.

“Nothing” She nuzzled in his chest, trying to be impossibly close to him.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I am memorizing what you look like next to me, in our bed, after all it's such a rare sight” There it is he thought, a subtle jab at his obviously unforgivable behaviour.

“Thought you didn't want to fight” He chuckled nervously,

“I don’t”

“By the time I wake up you'll be long gone, so let me just savour this moment….lock up that tired but handsome smile in my memory box” She said without any hint of contempt.

“Tired eh?” He flipped her, and softly tickled her till she was thrashing and begging him to stop,

“I also said handsome” She said against his lips, as he hovered over her determined to give his missus a much deserved birthday gift.

 The gentle morning sun peeking through the window, woke Tommy up from his peaceful slumber, he squinted his eyes and looked to his side to find his wife, and admire her before he left for the meeting with the Lees by the docks. But he saw that she had pulled the sheets over her head and was desperately avoiding the sun, Y/n was never a morning person, she absolutely hated waking up early which was never a problem because who would dare to question Mrs Shelby even if she walked in at 11 or 12 in the betting shop after all her husband was the boss and she was his boss.

He ducked under the sheets, which did not shield her completely and he could see all her raw beauty, her swollen lips curled in the most adorable frown, her slightly furrowed eyebrows and her naked body against his, all made him realize what a fucking idiot he was, and he wanted nothing more than to, never leave her side, never have her wake up alone ever again, he wanted to achieve the impossible for her.

“Good morning love” He said while kissing her forehead,

“5 more minutes”, she mumbled curling up against him, then abruptly withdrew herself from him and looked at him with pure disbelief,

“You are here” She touched his face, to check if he was real.

“Mhmm” He hummed affirmatively, “I am, and I am going to be here a lot more often, maybe to the point where you'll get sick of me and kick me out”

“Promise?” She asked with the biggest smile on her face, and that moment he knew he will give her anything she asked for, and more.

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Premiere Night (II) | Lando Norris

Part of the Sweet Dreams series

previous chapter: Premiere Night (I) word count: 3.8k words warnings: slow burn, alcohol, throwing up, a lot of sarcasm english is not my first language

LONDON, ENGLAND - FEBRUARY 5TH 2020  All of a sudden you get a text. “Hi, Lando here. I hope it’s alright with you that I have your number. I wanted to check up on you. Everything alright?” You immediately reply. “Hi Lando, it is absolutely fine with me. I’m currently sitting on a bathroom floor, making sure Max isn’t throwing up on himself. How are you doing?” With not having to wait that long you get a text back. “That sounds bad to be fair. I guess I won’t start about the comfortable bed that I’m in right now 😅.” You smile at your phone. “I’m glad this floor has heating. But don’t stay up to keep me company. You probably have stuff to do tomorrow. Goodnight Lando.” You really want to keep texting, because you liked his company. But you don’t want to bother him, not at this late hour. “Goodnight Y/N.” Lando texts back. He wishes you wouldn’t have said that. He wanted to talk to you for another few hours. He didn’t mind keeping you company.

Although you told him to go to bed, Lando didn’t listen and stayed up a few more hours. He just made sure that you wouldn’t notice, but if you needed him he would be replying within a second. It is a long night on the bathroom floor for you. When the clocks ticks 4 AM you decide it is time to wake your friends up. “Max? Max! You have to get up. We have to leave.” You stand up and surprisingly Max also gets up. “I just ne-“ Max tries to say. “On the sink.’ You cut him off and walk into the room where Sophia was sleeping. Luckily Sophia had already woken up. “Be quiet next time, some people need hours,” Sophia says irritated, and turns around in her bed. “No time for hours of sleep. Take some aspirin because we have to leave for our flight.” Sophia listens to you and gets up. All three of them didn’t change into anything else last night, so they quickly put on some joggers and hoodies. “Y/N did you touch my phone?” Max also being irritated. “I just charged it, knowing you would be grumpy if your phone was dead. But I guess that didn’t matter.” You run around the hotel room, making sure everything is in suitcases. “Are we all ready?” You say looking at your friends who are both seated in a chair, looking very bad because of their hangover. From the moment they left the hotel room until the car ride the group of friends had kept their silence. Not wanting to deal with anyone at the moment. Until Max decides to break the silence. “Does any of you have gotten something from that girl I was with last night?” You don’t say anything and hand Max the piece of paper. Max takes the piece of paper and smiles at you. It is silent for a short time till Sophia asks “Have any of you heard from George?” Both you and Max shake your head. In the meantime you decide to text Lando.

“Good morning. I bet you’re still asleep in that very comfortable bed of yours. Just wanted to let you know the three of us made it alive to the airport. Oh and do you by any chance have George’s phone number?” You put your phone down after you texted Lando and look to Sophia. “What?” Sophia asks when she notices you are staring at her with the biggest smile on your face. You want to say something back but then you hear your phone going off. You now look confused at your phone. “Good morning. The bed is still very comfortable. Glad all of you are still alive. Here is George’s number.” It is a response from Lando. He is up early you think, or he just couldn’t sleep. Anyway, you’re very happy that he is texting you. Sophia notices that and comments “Why are you looking at your phone like that? Wait? Did it Max’s plan work?” Max looks up and quickly looks back at his phone when he realized what is happening. “You wanted to hear from George? Here, this is his phone number.” Max is closely listening to the conversation his best friends are having over his rivals. In the meantime, you, Sophia, and Max have taken place in Max’s private jet and the airplane takes off. “But seriously how did he get your number?” Sophia asks, knowing by now that you were texting Lando. You don’t say anything and look at Max. “What?” Max says looking up from his phone. “Somebody here has been spreading my phone number in some sort of group chat. Thinking it would be funny.” You say still being a bit pissed at Max for what he did. “Me? Never! I mean, I don’t remember it. Had too much to drink.” Max smiles knowing exactly what he has done. You don’t want to argue with him and go on to Sophia. Luckily the flight from London to Amsterdam wasn’t that long. Especially not with a private jet. Before Max drives you and Sophia to your home, the three of you make a stop somewhere to get a decent breakfast, since it was 7AM.

AMSTERDAM, NETHERLANDS - FEBRUARY 5TH 2020  When the three of you are seated and your orders have been taken the investigation from Sophia restarts. “I have answered your questions. Now you answer mine. Did something happen between you and Lando?” You had your mouthful and just shook your head. “Then why were you wearing his jacket?” Sophia continues asking. “I was freezing when somebody found kissing way more important than finding Max and the taxi took forever to show up. So, Lando offered me his jacket so that I wouldn’t freeze to death.” You explain once your mouth is empty, hoping they will shut up now. “No need to exaggerate. You can just say that you wanted to wear his jacket.” Max says and smirks. You try to ignore him but your phone goes off, twice shortly after each other. “Oh, Lando is texting,” Max teases, trying to make fun of you. For some reason Max wasn’t being protective over you whenever Lando was mentioned, something was off and you didn’t like it.

You see you have received a couple of texts from Carlos and George. You were a bit confused as to how they had certain information, but replied anyways. Just when you want to put away your phone, you realized you’d never texted Lando back. “So, thank you for George’s number. You made someone really happy with that. Completely forgot to let you know we landed.” You wait a few seconds, hoping Lando responds as quickly as this morning. But unfortunately, it’s taken longer than hoped, so you put your phone away and took the last few bites from your breakfast. What you didn’t know, was that Lando and his trainer were at the MTC training. Which is how Carlos knew you were flying back home.

“You wanted to know who has made use of your drunk master plan?” You then ask Max when they all have put down their phone. “Yes please, just to know who I have to take out in the first race,” Max laughs at his own joke. “Max!” You and Sophia say in chorus. “Just kidding. But I would love to know, just to keep an eye out for both of you.” “There is really no need for that.” You inform Max about the couple texts you have received. “George? Really?” Sophia looks annoyed at you. “Just to check-in, all of them did. So nothing special.” You say, not wanting to cause any unnecessary drama. The whole time Max was smiling mischievously. Realizing his plan of you meeting Lando and the other way around has worked. “Whatever you are about to do or whatever you did. Please stop it. I don’t need your help with finding a boy. I’m happy right now and I want to focus on moving to LA.” You state as Max’s grin doesn’t disappear. Max just nods and lets the conversation die. You all finish your breakfast and hit the road again underway to your homes. After a half an hour ride, you drop off Sophia at her father’s place. “Max, good to see you! Been a long time.” Sophia’s father says. Max starts laughing “I feel like the next time is also going to be far from now.” “Did she at least behave a bit?” Sophia’s father asks the group of friends. “Dad, I always behave,” Sophia says being offended by her dad’s question. “I don’t know about this time though. I would check her on boy bacteria if I were you” You say and quickly hop in the passenger seat after sitting in the back. “Alright guys, I will see you later,” Sophia waves goodbye and pushes her dad inside. Max and you drive off and wave Sophia goodbye.

“Max, just to be clear. I am truly happy with my life. I know you want to match me with someone, but don’t do that.” You say while driving to your house. “I know Y/N. I was just teasing you. Trying to see if there was something you weren’t telling me.” Max says. Although the friend group exists out of three people, and all three of them can have fun which each other. Max and you connected more with one another than Max did with Sophia. You, generally make quite quickly friends, whether they are boys or girls. Which is a funny thing, because you are an introvert and feel uncomfortable in big social groups. “If I ever need advice on dating a Formula 1 driver, I will call you,” You say and you both laugh. “Here we are,” Max says as he pulls up in front of your house. “You want to come in?” You ask before ringing the doorbell. “Of course, why not?” Max says. “I don’t know, maybe you want to text Kelly all day.” Just when you say that your mother opens the door. “Hey darlings, come in!” Max and you walk in. “Shut up,” Max whispers to you. “How has your week been Max?” Your mother asks Max and pours some drinks for them. “First I want to say I hope you had a wonderful birthday. My week has been busy but with a fun ending to it.” Max says and throws a shady smile towards you. “Thank you, at least someone who remembers,” Your mother says while also throwing some shame at you. “I sent you a birthday present! Just the freaking post is late.” You say defending yourself. “But a fun ending to the week, do I need to imagine a party?” Your mother asks. “Well, we first were at this Formula 1 premier, and then we somehow ended up at the after-party,” You say and Max just nods to what you’re saying. “I feel like a lot has happened at that after-party, looking at the state of both of you,” Your mother states and looks both friends up and down. “I have forgotten the half,” Max confesses. “I was the sober one this time,” You say proudly. The three of them talk for a little bit more, catching up about their time in London and the fact that you’re moving to LA. “I hate them as well for moving to LA,” Max says. “Hold on, you want us to move to Monaco. I don’t have that money yet..” You say “..plus you can’t cry because you have a private jet, so if you really need to see me you always have a flight.” and all three of you laugh. Max shortly after leaves. Just when your mother wants to ask you something you tell your mother you’re going to bed to catch up on the hours of sleep you missed last night.

When you wake up it is already dark outside. Not helping is that it is February, which means sort days. So you pick up your phone and see that it just turned 8 PM. “Wow, I slept for like 10 hours.” You think to yourself. When you unlock your phone you realize how many messages you got. Obviously, a lot are just notifications from social media. Fans liking or posting something and tagging you in it. Normally, you don’t mind it, but right now you’re not in the mood to go through all those messages. So you move on to your text messages. At first, you see a message from Carlos. You text him back and move on to the next text message. It was a message from George saying he was thankful for giving his number to Sophia. You barely talked to him last night, but he came off as a very nice and caring person. “I guess that is what friends are for.” You texted back. The next few texts are from the new girl group chat Charlotte had made. “Girls? Are you alive? Just wanted to say last night was really fun. Wish we could do this again soon.” Charlotte was the first one to text. “Well, isn’t there a party before the first Grand Prix?” Isa follows. “Hopefully! Are you two coming?” Lily then asked. “Hi ladies! We are alive. Let’s hope we get an invite.” Sophia replies to Lily. “If I have to believe Carlos, there is nothing for the two of you to worry about. You were pretty involved in certain conversations” Isa texts back. “Evening ladies. I have risen from a deep sleep. I hope this year we will find time to finally visit our first Grand Prix. But until then I’m more than happy to attend all the parties.” You text in the group chat. Your next message is from Max “Y/N if you want the guys to stop texting you, let me know. I will come up with something so they will stop.” There he was, the protective Max you knew. He always cared for you and really treated you like family. “No need Max. It will be fine".

It was quite late so you didn’t expect them to text back. So you decided to check out your Instagram. When you open the activity page you see that all the boys from last night had found your Instagram and started following you and so did the girls. Without any hesitation, you followed them all back. As soon as you did that you noticed that more Formula 1 related fan accounts were following you. For now, you didn’t read too much into it. At the same time, you get a DM. It is hard finding it back in all those messages from fans. But after a short search, you have found the person who spoke to your eyes when the notification popped up. “So this is what an influencer’s Instagram page looks like” your DM from Lando read. “Are you saying you just stalked me? I think I might reconsider the fact that I was fine with you having my number…” You reply. A smile forms on your face as you realize he remembered one of the many conversations you two had last night. “No, no. I just looked at your stories from yesterday.” Lando quickly replied. “Was just joking Lando. If you like spending time scrolling all the way down on my Instagram, then be my guest.” You see that Lando was typing, but all of a sudden the three dots disappeared, and when they did you got a text from Lando. “So do I need to take this as a hint?” Lando’s texted read. You got confused by his text. “Sorry, what?” “Are you trying to ghost me? Because it starts to look like you have something against me” Lando replied. His text seemed really serious, which made you feel guilty. “No, I was just really tired, but I have nothing against you.” You text back to Lando. “I was just joking Y/N.” “Applause, he has finally found a way to get me back. I bow for you Lando, I bow.” You reply, hoping that the sarcasm reaches him. “Don’t, I have already enough people doing that,” Lando replies. It is quiet for a short time until Lando and you text each other at the same time. Lando texted “So I didn’t get to know last night, but you happy to meet the people underneath the helmets?” “It was really nice to meet some of you guys last night. Finally, some faces matching with the helmets.” You texted. Both of them send a laughing emoji. “That answers my question.” Lando sent. You and Lando text for quite some time, until you come up with a question. “I never asked you this question, because I didn’t have the guts to.” “I won’t bite. Not now that we are behind our phone screens.” Lando replies. “You’re funny.” You smile once again at your phone. “Thank you very much. What did you want to ask me?” Lando asks “What got you into Formula 1?” You then ask your question. “I was more of a MotoGP boy until I got into karting,” Lando replies. “How old were you when you started karting?” “About seven.” “Did you only race in England?” You continue, trying to keep the conversation going. “The first few years yes, once I got older I started racing around Europe,” Lando replies. What you can’t see is that Lando has been smiling at his phone as well. Loving how you were interested in him. “Interesting.” You reply. “You were expecting some other answer?” Lando asks in confusion. “No, Yes, I don’t know. Never met anyone that has been karting.” You reply. “You know Max, he also started with karting right?” “Yes, but that is different.” Lando replies with a laughing emoji. Lando hated to end the conversation and so did you, but Lando had to get up early tomorrow morning. You wish him a goodnight and head downstairs. You notice your mother sitting on the couch and you sit down next to her. Once you’re sat, you notice your mom staring at you.

“What?” You say. “Nothing. You want some tea?” Your mother stands up from the couch and walks to the kitchen. “Yes, please. But why were you staring?” “I haven’t seen you smile at such a late hour.” Your mother then says, peeking her head around the corner of the kitchen. You’re confused by your mother’s comment. You try to make something, but by only the thought of last night you’re starting to blush. “Oh, why the sudden blush?” Your mother comes back with two cups of tea in her hand. “No reason.” You take a cup of tea from your mother’s hands. “No need to hide anything from me. I will find out anyway, either by your face or because I have my ways.” and your mother takes a sip from her tea. “What do you mean by that?” You ask worriedly. Your mother doesn’t say anything and just smiles at you. You and your mother talk about the week in England and about the time you and Sophia spent in LA to find an apartment. “So this after-party. Tell me about it.” “We just went to a club nearby with some of Max his driver friends. You know the once from F1?” You look at your mother trying to see if she understands what you’re saying “I know who Max is and I know what Formula 1 is. Did you have fun?” Your mother mocks you. You couldn’t help but start smiling “Yes, yes it was. Don’t think I have laughed that much in a long time.” You answer your mom. “Good to hear! Did you know any of them? Max’s friends?” “Well, Daniel was there but most of them I’ve never met before.” “Anyone that spoke to you?” Your mother asks you, wanting to know if you had met a boy. You do not realize the tone of your mother’s question and answer with “All of them.” “All of them? Y/N!” Your mother looks shocked. “No not like that mom, I thought you meant just speaking..” and they both laugh. “..Not that I would tell you if there was.” You add. “Well, if something did happen. I hope it all went safe.”

While your mother walks to the kitchen with the two empty cups of tea you start texting. “Who are you texting?” Your mother asks and sits down next to you, trying to read over your shoulder. “Sophia, she wants to come over tomorrow to talk about the last few things for LA.” “Alright, but tell more about this after-party.” Your mother adjusts her sitting position so that she is facing her daughter and can look her into the eyes. You start telling the story and leave bits out, like when you danced with Lando or when he asked you twice if you were alright. “Sophia tipsy? I would have loved to see that myself..” Your mother says after you finish the story “..do any of these drivers drive for the team you support?” Your mother asks “Does that matter?” You look confused. Out of all the things you just told her, she wants to know which drivers drive for McLaren? Was blackout Max not interesting enough? “It doesn’t matter, but I feel like this Lando and Carlos do since you have been hanging out with them the most at that after-party.” Your mother concludes. “Well, they do. I also met Zak, the CEO.” “Really?” “Yes, he was really nice. It was strange actually, meeting him.” Y/N confesses. “Why was it strange?” Your mother asks while yawing. “I don’t know. It was a weird conversation..” You notice that your mother is getting tired “..you can go to bed. I think I’m going as well.” Your mother smiles and you both walk upstairs. “Goodnight,” You say to each other and walk into your rooms.

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Hi there! Congrats on reaching your milestone. I love reading what you write and am always super excited when I see you post.

I've always done a lot in school, course load wise, and have been feeling burnt out for a long time, but I've made it this far and can't do much else but keep going. Lately I'm so stressed and constantly on the verge of breaking down. If you have time I would really like to request some comfort from Din and Grogu. Maybe something where the reader has always been a hard worker, taking a whole bunch on their plate. Din and Gorgu are worried about them but don't know how to help or what to do until they finally breakdown from the stress. Then the boys jump right into action.

Sorry if this doesn't make much sense this is my first time requesting something and I don't know how to do this 😅. I know this is kind of a long request and you feel free to do it whenever you get the chance.

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Thank you! I loved writing this request for you :)

So this ended up becoming more of a oneshot than a drabble. My mind just took this idea and RAN with it. I hope you'll like it!

Din Djarin x gn!reader

Words: 1 555

Rating: Mature

Warnings: angst and fluff, reader is stressed and has anxiety, mention of insomnia and bad food habits

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Rest

There’s a thousand things you have to do. Wash the little one’s bed linen after an early morning vomit, scrub the fresher, help Din with the repairs and with restocking supplies. Your body is sluggish though your mind is working at lightning speed as it tries to not only remember all of the tasks that need to be completed but also planning how to do them in the most efficient way. You’d blame your sluggishness on a night of poor sleep, say that you’ll just get to bed a bit earlier tonight and wake up as spry as ever tomorrow. But the truth is, you can’t remember the last time you had a good night’s sleep. Can’t remember the last time you didn’t wake up with a heavy feeling in your stomach. Still, you press on. You loathe the idea of just being dead weight on the ship so you make yourself useful. It’s not long after putting the child down for his post-lunch nap that Din appears in the small sleeping area.

“Cyar’ika,” he says in his modulated voice, low so as to not wake the little one again “could you help me with cleaning the pulse rifle? Karga moved up the meeting so I have to leave early.” Another thing on your already long list. Your shoulders begin to droop but you are quick to correct them, straightening yourself and putting on your biggest smile. Din needs your help and you want to provide it.

"Right," you say, as bright and chipper as you can "Of course." The helmet tilts to the side. Observant, suspicious.

"Are you okay?" Din asks after a moment’s silence.

"Mhm." You reply, even though some part of you knows that that’s a lie but you force those thoughts back into hiding. His fingers curl and uncurl in a repetitive pattern, he shifts his stance and nods in the general direction of the cargo hold.

"Cyar’ika, you know we aren't that low on supplies. We can wait a few more days," Din begins and you bite back a sigh, moving to walk past him as he continues speaking "I'll clean the fresher after the meeting. There's really no need to do everything-"

"I don't have time for this right now, Din." You snap. His hand stills, floating in the air just inches away from your shoulder. He doesn’t understand. It’s not just that you want to help with all of the everyday tasks required to keep the Crest and Din’s and the child’s lives running smoothly, nor is it as simple as saying that you do chores because it makes you feel like you deserve your spot in the little family that the three of you have built together.

It’s also that if the fresher is left until tonight the knowledge that it’s grimy will be occupying your thoughts all day, and that if you don’t go get supplies today as soon as the market opens you might not be able to get those sweet fruits that the child loves and then he’ll be inconsolable which in turn will leave even more work for you and Din every time you go to feed the little one. You’re so caught up in the rapidly spiraling thoughts that you don’t even realize that you’re shaking. Din steps closer but he lets his hand fall back down as if worried you’ll snap again if he touches you.

“Tell me what’s wrong.” Though he says it like a command, there’s nothing harsh or demanding about his voice. Just genuine concern and soft encouragement to speak your mind. You hold on to your thoughts for another few moments, eyes squeezed shut as if that will make everything go away, but eventually you cave.

“There’s too many things to do.” You murmur, still half-turned away from Din to hide the tears that are threatening to spill from the corners of your eyes. There’s the sound of shuffling boots like he’s shifting his weight from foot to foot.

“You don’t have to do them all.” He makes it sound like it’s so simple, like you can just choose to skip out on doing things because they are boring or stressful. There’s a careful hand at your elbow and then Din is pulling you, spinning you, back into his chest so that he can look you in the eyes. His gloved thumb comes up to wipe away the tears.

“Every time I get back from a hunt and see all of the things you’ve managed to get done I‘m amazed,” he says and in spite of your emotional state you latch on to the sliver of praise “And a little concerned because I don’t see how you’re able to sleep and eat and just enjoy yourself while doing all of these chores.” Your hands twitch at your sides and you can feel something like a grimace pull at the corners of your mouth.

“I don’t.” You confess. His head rocks back as if you’ve physically struck him. It takes him a moment to process and when he’s done his words come out in a tone so high pitched that you almost burst into laughter.

“You don’t sleep or eat when I’m out?” It’s not funny, it really isn’t, and you bite back the laughter.

“I’m not starving myself,” you say instead, defensively “I just forget sometimes. And sleeping is- it’s difficult.” Going to bed early, all of the herbal remedies and the blackout curtains that you set up to keep even the control panel lights out at night doesn’t seem to help. Most times, it takes you hours to fall asleep. And on the few nights it doesn’t, you always wake up soon after and then comes the agonizing process of going back to sleep. Din’s arms tighten around you and he begins to sway back and forth like he’s trying to get you to dance with him. It’s nice. Your head tilts forward to rest against his shoulder.

“What can I do?” He asks, voice low and gravelly again. You shrug at the question because you genuinely don’t know. You’re the good one, the hardworking one, you’ve always been that way and such you’re not accustomed to others asking how they might help you.

“I don’t know.” The silence stretches on and then, just as you think Din is about to speak, there’s a familiar gurgling sound coming from the hammock where the child should be sleeping. Of course, he’s not asleep. Whether it’s your and Din’s conversation, or just his general reluctance to nap, the little one is awake and studying the two of you with big, bright eyes. You manage to take half a step forward before you’re stopped by a hand on your shoulder.

“I have an idea.” Din says. With the kid cradled in one arm, he begins to move about the sleeping quarters. He pulls at blankets and pillows, gathering them all into a pile on the floor while the child babbles and you observe. In a matter of minutes, he manages to create a comfortable looking cot that you suspect is meant to fit all three of you.

“Sit.” Din orders, and you do. You can’t help but run your fingers along the blankets. It’s not a long term solution: there’s no way of closing this bed off from the rest of the ship nor any way to secure the child should the ship be hit by something but for now it’s a way for all of you to lie down next to each other. The sleeping space you usually share with Din is small enough as is, if the kid were to climb in as well it’d be impossible. Din gets down next to you, the child secure on his lap.

“We’re going to rest together. If this little womp rat starts to fuss you’re going to let me deal with it. When I leave for the meeting I’m taking him with me so that you don’t have to take care of him,” here is where you go to protest but Din speaks over you “I’ll stop by the market afterwards and get only the absolutely necessary supplies to last us another couple of days, and when I get back you better not have scrubbed this place from head to toe because that is my chore.” He leaves no room for argument. You open and close your mouth a handful of times, intending to refuse this deal, but each time you remain silent. Din looks at you like he’s daring you to disagree. It’s in the set of his shoulders, in the way he cocks his head. You huff and puff and pout but in the end you agree.

“Fine.” You say and Din nods in approval. He gingerly sets the child down between the two of you and immediately a little green hand reaches out to clutch at the front of your tunic, something that seems to comfort him.

“Rest, cyar’ika.” Din murmurs. You wipe the fresh batch of tears away and reposition, lying down with your head in his lap and the child curled against your chest. Din pulls a blanket over your form, runs a thumb down your cheek in a soothing gesture. And for the first time in months, maybe even years, sleep comes easy.

#asks #1400 followers celebration #din djarin fic #din djarin x gn!reader #the mandalorian fic

[zackmartin]

Do you have any new headcanons for Izzy and Felix?

I don’t really have any new HC’s for Izzy and Fe specifically, but I’d love to introduce the two newest members of this little universe? If that’s cool? :)

Thank you so much for sending this, I love you with my whole heart 💕

So, first Izzy’s bestie-turned-girlfriend, then we’ll talk about the third sibling.

(Forgive me, I don’t have a last name for her yet, I haven’t had any spoons lately, so I haven’t been able to devote time to fleshing her out.) - Anyway, her name is Zaria - her FC is Swayam Bhatia - She is/was Izzy’s neighbor (up until she was a teenager when her parents moved to a new house, but they stayed in Swellview so it wasn’t like they were separated or anything.) - They have one those relationships where she’ll literally just like, walk into the Hartin house without knocking and she definitely sees Zack and Hen as like. Extra parents. But, because of that, she also respects them as such, so even though they always tell her that she doesn’t have to be formal with them, she can use their first names, she still calls both of them “Mr. H” until she’s in her early 20s because it just feels odd/weird to her when she’s a kid to call them by anything else since they’re like. Authority figures to her. - She definitely had a crush on Iz when they were in high school, but they had been friends almost since birth so she was too worried about ruining what they had to say anything. (but, they have a happy ending!) - Izzy is definitely the bad influence on her 😅 - Like Zaria’s very naturally gifted so she doesn’t have to work herself to death to get good grades, but she still prides herself on them, and Izzy is the devil on her shoulder going “well, but you don’t really need to study for that math test. You know the material! We could go to the skate park instead...” - But they balance each other out in that way - Also, I am stealing a little bit from Swayam’s role in Game Changers, but Zari’s a figure skater

Okay, anyway. On to the third sibling. I might be obsessed with Z-names.

- Their name is Zoey (I don’t have an FC yet, I’m still deciding) but they’re a year younger than Felix and they’re genderfluid. - They literally sometimes use different pronouns on a day-by-day basis (but they/them is always acceptable). Like, they can literally just stroll in the kitchen that morning and be like “it’s a boy day” and then everyone knows to use he/him that day (I know pronouns don’t have to be gendered, but that’s just how they conceptualize it.) But, their name stays the same, so they’re Zoey no matter what day it is. - They’ve kinda been bounced around to different homes a lot so they’re kinda hesitant to believe Zack and Hen at first when they say that can be their forever home if they want it to be, because they’ve been burned before. - (they actually started as a foster for London & Maddie, and the two of them wanted to try to adopt them because they knew what they really needed was stability and just. a place that was permanent, but London and Maddie already had a few teens in the house, and they didn’t want to end up stretching themselves so thin that their kids end up not getting the attention they need because the two of them took on too much)(and they weren’t really even asking Henry and Zack to take them, they just told of them of the situation, and Zack and Hen, being the big-hearted fools that they are, had a very serious discussion about it and were just kinda like “well, we have the room, we’re financially stable enough, we could provide the stability they really need” and like. Felix had highkey been begging them for years to give him a little sibling, so when they brought Izzy and Felix into the decision making process, Felix was THRILLED, and Izzy thought it would fun to have another sibling, so it was just kinda like. As long Zoey liked being there and wanted to stay) - It takes a few years, but they do very slowly allow themselves to believe that like, this could be their permanent home, but in the meantime, they just kinda have the attitude of like. The house is really cool, they like Izzy and Fe, they LOVE being in a house with pets, Zack and Hen are nice and they take care of them, and Zack makes relatively good money and he’ll let them buy fun stuff sometimes (and Izzy has definitely taught them how to “work the system” aka her dads using tears to get what they want) so they’re just kinda like, “I’ll just enjoy my time while I’m here until they send me somewhere else” - Zack definitely cried the first time they called him dad. Like, he didn’t cry in front of them, cause he didn’t want to stress them out, but he definitely cried to Henry afterwards aldkjf and Hen was lowkey a little jealous (but, it happens soon after for him too)

#asks #heather tag 💜 #sorry this took me forever to get to. I just needed to gather the energy to answer it #also sorry it’s so long. I got a little carried away

[the-empress-7]

AU anon (I prefer tea anon since I got info on SA and ones in the uk, I know some of the staff that worked for her)but anyways: so the rumors😏 grab your popcorns because you are gonna be in for a wild ride(part 1)

I already talked about Harry and how he would shout at Meghan another reason why this was the case was because this tour was supposed to be for the invictus games that’s it, never supposed to be a tour for Meghan she was added last minute after a tantrum she had and convinced people that a tour to start things off would be good. - the actual reason she wanted this because she thought it would be a fun tour aka a vacation more info on that later. Side note: I forgot to mention the most IMPORTANT INFO regarding the govners wife: Meghan wanted the whole house not the wing and she also shouted at her and told her “fuck off,don’t you know who the fuck I am?!” - like seriously so rude there is a pic out there that showed his wife having a face of thunder, she was so done with her- btw this comment made it to the brf what happened after idk (my source won’t tell me😅🥲)but it most definitely made it to them tho.

1) banana bread - this one is true - she made the chefs go out late at night to get the ingredients for the bread, she made them bake seven different batches as she had tasted them and said “these are horrible, they don’t tast good make another one” so after 7 were done the next morning she took them and told the family that she made them and swiftly after her pr began to talk about how Harry loves her banana bread and how it’s the best🙄 To say the chefs were annoyed would be an understatement.

2) the market mishap - so with this the reason that was given to the public was said because of security - that’s a lie. What happened was that she really wanted to go out with Jessica, yep she got her BFF to accompany her🙄 the rumour was true, nothing to do with security, she just took the opportunity of the big crowds to her advantage - many of the people at the market were upset as they felt she could’ve stayed longer as it was planned she would visit all of them she just met like 2/3 people. If you look at pictures you can tell that her security is PISSED. Meghan saw this trip as a luxurious tour aka a vacation where she can enjoy the sun and not do that much. To Meghan it was a star studded trip, basically she was fulfilling her dream of going on tour as this mega star. Both her and Jessica constantly called the work “crap tour stuff”

I will say although I don’t like Harry I and many people in the know felt Sorry for him (TBF I still do to an extent because what you need to know is he is most definitely is in a narcissistic abusive relationship, for all his faults I will say that he would try and argue with her to follow protocol but she never did, it always ended up her being very aggressive and mean towards him hence why I think he just gave up and tried pleasing her). This is just my opinion but I truly believe she love bombed him and managed to hide her true self until after the marriage . The reason: he was an absolute MESS, whenever anyone looked at him he looked very confused as though he didn’t know who he married, they were constantly arguing and one of the fights were about the pregnancy - (and no not about anything of what you guys are thinking about) This fight was about the announcement of the pregnancy, he was HELLA annoyed and EMBARRASSED that she did this, he thought that it was too early for her to announce it and that it was rude that she announced it the way she did. I know people say that he was in on it but it was forced ,she told people at the wedding and he was forced to say they were pregnant because someone asked and congratulated him. If you look at one of the pictures. Also like a repeat of his history and a bit of sweet revenge (ngl one of the reason why I low-key still sorta tolerate him) on the day meghan have the banana cream and it was raining his comment about his wife will share the umbrella was because of his own feelings and also revenge in that she hates when she has to do things like that for him especially since he was the center of attention and she was umbrella lady - so that angered her but she couldn’t do anything about it since cameras - the chefs and everyone else loved him for this because they knew she hated it - I will also say like how Charles/Diana would make do certain things to embarrass each other - Harry would do similar tactics- this was one of them and another was when a man was going to put a pin on his blazer and Harry told him “it’s fine my wife would do it” she did not like that😏. The staff were thrilled when he did that, it was a taste of her own medicine.

Additionally whenever she acted out he was so SHOCKED and DISGUSTED by her behaviour like it was apparent he didn’t know she would behave like this to OTHER people. I guess he thought her acting out was due to stress or him doing something wrong etc but when she acted out during the early stage to other people when press was POSITIVE he was very confused. And CONSTANTLY apologised like all of the time hence why he would sometimes do small tactics to kind of seek revenge on behalf of them😏.

4) invictus - not a rumour but some info- reason why he didn’t do that much for invictus even though he planned it. Harry was stressed to the MAX because of Meghan - she wasn’t meant to come and the whole tour was all over the place and the constant flying meant he could just showing up and saying speeches. I probably repeated this quite a lot in this post but I want to make a point in the beginning Harry made an effort, but any time he tried to get her to follow protocol was like talking to a brick wall it ended in fights- ARGUEMENTS were a big them on this tour. I truly think he gave up afterwards and started to pick up on her behaviour too. He’s a grown adult so personally regardless how another acts you should always be respectful no excuses.

5) Hot tea - this one is TRUE - big bold truth, she got paid off but Jesus how sugars think Meghan is this nice and kind queen is beyond me. She was an absolute MONSTER. So what was the reason as to why she threw hot tea? Well it was because it “didn’t tast right!” Yep she threw hot tea because of the taste - didn’t know she was Gordon Ramsay also if she was to ever read in here maybe stop giving head to EVERY rich man you encounter semen, drugs and alcohol has an effect on tastebuds, you were in Australia not soho - social climbers are always found out about.

6) Now to the changing bellies -she was most definitely pregnant, during the AU tour she would just stick her tummy out further or eat before coming out to make her stomach protrude. Later on aka when she was in the uk she would have enhancers to make her belly bigger than what it was, the reason why her stomach was big at the photo all was just simply because she gains weight later than most women - she was her biggest when at the end of her pregnancy. However I will say this what was weird was that she did drink whilst at Australia - everyone was confused and the queen was worried when she heard this. I think she stopped after tho, but there most definitely was an occasion where she drank. BUT SHE WAS PREGNANT. I understand why people think she wasn’t but let’s be honest this is Meghan she thinks she’s this super women. Also one of her things was that she wanted to do the bridge climb with Harry and put up a big fuss which was weir considering she was pregnant and pregnant women don’t do that - now I know many of you will look at this and will be like I think she wasn’t pregnant but I can assure she was. I will say this her sugars say that she is oh so mature and kind but my source says that whenever people talk about her behaviour it’s like they were talking about a spoilt toddler constant tantrums and fuss, her immaturity speaks volumes in relation to this scenario because she REALLY wanted to do like a toddler having a tantrum because they want to do why adults do but it’s too dangerous for them.

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*This post is for entertainment purposes only*

PART ONE.

Thank you Tea Anon. Appreciate your time as well as your willingness to share the things you have allegedly heard ;)

#tea anon

[twicearoundthesun]

i’m glad you’re enjoying the questions 😅 i feel like i’ve sent too many at this point, but anyway

i love the idea that jeong and mina are just really good at taking care of each other and anticipating each other’s needs. like i think mina would have jeong’s sched subconsciously memorized (and vice versa), and she always looks out for jeong so she wakes up early to her morning classes, etc etc (i love them your honor 🤧)

I love talking about this AU! Never too many questions. Thank you sincerely for being interested!!! 🥰

JeongMi is just so good at taking care of each other. They work so well. Jeongyeon knows exactly what to do to stop Mina from overthinking everything, and Mina knows how to get Jeongyeon to relax and stop stretching herself too thin.

Mina's more introverted, and Jeongyeon can tell the exact moment a an event/ group hangout/ day out is too much for her. Says something like "I'm feeling a little tired. Would you mind if we head out now, Mina?" and Mina is sooooo grateful.

And they definitely are that couple who have each other's schedules memorized. Like, "Date night won't go too late, I know you have a 7 am tomorrow." Or, "Hey I know you have that big test at 3 so I bought you this nice big healthy lunch to get your brain going!" Or, "Babe you have to get up or you'll miss your early class!"

(vs Samo who's like 'wait baby don't you have class on wednesday mornings?' 'oh shit. well cuddling is nicer anyway and i'd be twenty minutes late if i left now' 'guess you can't go')

#college au #jeongmi #anon #ask #thank you!

[fandom-eclectics]

|| 𝕄𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕄𝕚𝕕𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕄𝕒𝕜𝕖-𝕌𝕡𝕤 ||

Requested by: @wingekprincessproffssor (I answered the ask to say I’d have it done soon and lost it cause I answered privately. I lost the ask but I am almost 99% sure it was you) so sorry if it wasn’t 😅, will nieces be answering like that again.

Characters: Deku x Reader

Status: Proofread

Reader: female

Type: Oneshot // Fluff with just a smidge of angst if you squint

Summary: A new student at us has a misunderstanding with Midoriya but is too shy to fix it for the longest. So she trues to be kind with actions, but eventually gets tired and simply confronts Midoriyax.

Warnings: none

Word Count: 2,068

A/n: so sorry if this isn’t what you were expecting. I genuinely tried my best. Hope you like it! 

Being a new student at UA wasn’t easy, especially when you joined halfway through the first semester and you still couldn’t figure out how your quirk worked. It would have been even more challenging if not for the good people who stepped into your life to help you with your fitting in and quirk struggles. Mina Ashido and Ochaco Uraraka stepped in to take the place as your two best friends. As for quirk struggles, surprisingly, All Might was the one who helped you with it. Training with you extra early in the mornings to help you get a hold on it. Of course, his and Midoriya’s relationship was a lot more tight knit, but you didn’t much mind not being the teacher's favorite.

You sat at your desk in your dorm room. The walls decorated with posters and tapestries of all your favorite things, Sprawled out all over your desk where loads and loads of notes from the past few months of classes. Aizawa had sprung an exam on the whole class a few days ago, and you had been taking a lot of time and effort studying so you would have a chance of passing. Though, you were cursing yourself for not taking more organized notes.

You got up from your desk to go downstairs and get a glass of water and possibly a snack. You hadn’t eaten dinner that night, so your stomach was tearing itself to shreds. Walking down the stairs, you saw it was pitch black outside the windows, how late had you been up? Despite the late hours of the night, you continued to the kitchen. As you walked through the doorway of the large and spacious kitchen, you saw another person in the room. You silently debated whether it was worth just going to sleep hungry then attempting to be kind and caring and ending up just flustering over your words.

Izuku Midoriya didn’t have problems with a lot of people. He was genuinely a cool and pretty chill person, well, besides when he was talking about All Might. He definitely didn’t just start ignoring and sending subtle glares to people out of nowhere. That’s why, after lunch on your first week of UA, you were confused why Midoriya was ignoring you, and giving you the ugliest glares.

You rolled the day in your head over and over again. It wasn’t

anything abnormal at all, just the typical chats with Uraraka and Mina at lunch. You even remember the story you were telling them on that day about two months ago. You were telling them about how your brother is an absolute jerk. Marveling at the fact that by some miracle, he’s your mom’s favorite out of you two.

“Is he really that bad? He looked nice when your family dropped you off on the first day.” Mina said

“Yeah, he looks nice at first, but once you get to know him it’s different.” You insisted

“Well, Y/n, you are his sibling, it wouldn’t surprise me if you two hated each other.” Uraraka added

“Uraraka he makes fun of innocent people, like for example, we were in a comic store one day, and we saw this boy who had green hair, really pretty green eyes, and he was over in the All Might section. I was honestly about to go up and say something to him, but then you know what my brother says?” You ask, ending one half of the story off with a question.

“What?” Mina inquires with anticipation.

“Nerds like those people don’t make good friends, he probably aspires to be All Might someday when his quirk isn’t even all that, and besides, he looks like a piece of broccoli anyways.” You quote your brother’s harsh words.

“Dang! That’s a pretty rude thing to say to someone based on appearance.” Uraraka commented

“I know right! I felt even worse when I came here, because it ended up being Midoriya that he was making fun of. I really like Midoriya, but everytime I talk to him, I just get my brother’s vile comments in my head and want to apologize.” You explain

“But, you can’t apologize because then you’d have to explain the whole situation because you would have to explain your brother. Which, you don’t want to do that because you're embarrassed about what he said because you have a crush on Midoriya.” Mina summed up.

“Shhh, Mina, not so loud!” You sort of whisper yell to her.

“Come on Y/n, we all know it’s true.” Uraraka says.

“Well, it’s never gonna happen anyways, I’m always too nervous to talk to him.” You said

It turns out, you weren’t telling the complete truth. Although, you didn’t talk to Midoriya because you were too nervous to do so. You also didn’t talk to him because he seemed to avoid you all the time. If you tried to talk to him, he’d sort of mumble a quick excuse and then walk away. So, that's when you made it a point to start being kind to him through actions.

Anytime he would drop a pencil or pen whilst getting up from his desk, or walking out of class, you would make sure to give it back to him. When he would have particularly rough days during training, you would offer to carry his backpack and hold the door for him. Days when Katsuki was extra harsh with his insults, you would leave small bright green sticky notes in his locker that said small things like you’ve got this! Or you're going to be an amazing hero someday, I just know it! You were determined to be kind to this boy, even if at times it seemed weird or a tad obsessive.

Sadly, your actions were not returned. They were met with mumbled “thank you’s” and awkward glances. He never responded to your small notes, even though you made sure to sign your name every time. Though, to Midoriya, you doing this was just confusing. He had heard what you had said at lunch. So, from there on out he had promised to avoid you, because you didn’t like people like him, and he didn’t want to make you feel like you had to be his friend. He was a bit angry at the fact that you’d say such harsh words but he wasn’t going to meddle. His partial ghosting and side glares would do for now.

For you, you felt like you might not be doing enough. So, when he got sick, you drug Uraraka with you to his apartment to give him a get well soon card. His mom was so grateful for you and Uraraka’s kindness, giving you one of her warm cheerful smiles. You saw where Midoriya got his classic cheerful expression from. Even though you only saw said expressions very rarely.

The icing on the cake though, was what you gave him for Christmas. Your parents worked for a company that made comics, and it took you weeks of begging and convincing to finally get ahold of his present. It was a limited edition of the first ever All Might comic. You had to stop to admire its beauty for a whole two minutes before wrapping it. You gave it to him and man, was he surprised. Though, it was right before you two got out for break so you never got to see him actually read it.

You couldn’t tell if it was all the studying that had gotten to your brain, or just the lack of sleep, probably both if you were being honest. You decided to ask Midoriya why he had been ignoring you for a whole two months.

“Hey Midoriya.” You said, as you walked over to a cabinet to grab a cup of instant ramen. You saw him flinch a little, then look over at you. He looked like he was waiting for his ramen to heat up in the microwave. You glanced up at the time,. 3:00, great, you had three precious minutes.

“Yes.” He responded, his voice a little shaky from the scare he had endured.

“I have kind of a personal question for you.” You told him.

“What is it?” He asked, looking at you with those beautiful emerald eyes, which were filled with curiosity.

“Why have you been ignoring me since I got here?” You inquired, your voice not wavering a bit.

“I...uhh..well….” He struggled for an answer

“If you just don't want to be friends you can say so.” You told him, sounding a little disappointed. You felt your heart slowly sinking.

“No, no, I just wanted to give you space. Since what you said at lunch a week after you got here pertain to me.;” He explained, sounding a little sad.

“What I said at lunch? Midoriya, what do you mean?” You questioned, you were genuinely confused. As far as you remember, you hadn’t told Mina and Uraraka anything bad about anyone besides your brother, especially nothing bad about Midoriya.

“The whole thing about how there was a guy that looked like a broccoli and how he wouldn’t be a good friend because he aspires to be All Might, when he isn’t even all that.” Midoriya said.

Then, it hit you. He must have walked by as you said that, not realizing you were quoting your brother. My word you were stupid, of course something like that would hurt his feelings, your brother was literally describing him. You felt horrible for not sorting this out a long long time ago. So, you gave him a proper explanation.

“Midoriya, I am so so sorry. I want you to know, those weren’t my words, I was telling Mina and Uraraka that my brother can be very harsh. They asked me for an example and that’s the one I gave. I realized that it was you that I was in that comic store and that my brother insulted, but every time I went to apologize for him I just felt so bad and embarrassed. So, I tried to make it up by being kind through my actions, but then that didn’t seem to be working so I, I don’t know ....”

“Oh Y/n, I-I’m so so sorry. I had no idea and I just assumed and I didn’t want to be in your life if you didn’t like those types of people but you were so kind and, and then it turns out you didn’t even mean what you said like that and…” Midoriya trailed off

“How about we both sit, eat ramen, and talk. as a peace offering.” You suggested with a small smile

“I would love that>’ He answered your proposal with an even bigger smile.

Ever since that night you two shared ramen, Midoriya has been so kind to you, doing everything you used to, and still do, for him. He offers to carry your bag all the time, always runs to hold the door for you, and leaves the absolute best sticky notes in your locker. They say things like you're beautiful and you’re gonna be an awesome hero. Instead of the glares he used to give you, you catch him staring at you whilst smiling, sometimes when you lock eyes with him he looks away quickly, blushing very hard.

Finally, one day, it happened. You two were sitting in the common room beside each other on the couch. He was writing in his notebook and you were scrolling through your phone. All of a sudden, Midoriya pops his head up and blurts out so quickly you almost don’t catch it.

“Will you go on a date with me?”

You were shocked, he just asked you out, your crush just asked you out! Then you were so happy, you couldn’t hide the huge grin that spread across your face.

“Of course I will.” You respond

“Really, I thought you’d say no and then possibly drop me as a friend because of how awkward things might become and-” You cut off his rambling as you leaned over and kissed him. It was your first kiss, and boy were you scared, but thankfully, Midoriya kissed back. You could feel a soft smile through the kiss. You hoped you would get to steal many more kisses from him in the future. Yet, little did yuo know, Midoriya was thinking the exact same thing.

Hope you have a good day/night!

You are so loved! <3

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[levi-supreme]

Aw thank you so much for your sweet words, they made my morning! I'm so glad to hear that I helped you at least in part to feel better. Remember that bad moments are temporary and will pass soon 🤗

I’m glad you asked! I've practiced swimming for years and now I've just started karate. Actually I’m not very good at sports either, but they help me not to get stressed and to feel good both mentally and physically. I remember that one year in high school my PE teacher made my class play badminton all year round. I used to play in pair with a friend of mine, but we sucked and we spent more time picking up the shuttlecock that ended up on the ground than playing ahaha. Those shuttlecocks were horrible, it was so hard to hit them with the racket. In the end I never managed to play well 😅

You’re right! What would I give to have Levi by my side! Although I’m actually sensitive and I would end up being offended at times by his words even if it wasn’t his intention to make me feel bad 🙃

I’m the one who should thank you for supporting me, you've helped me a lot. You’re amazing and I admire you so much! You’re one of the nicest and sweetest people I know 😊💖

Oh no you don’t have to apologize at all! If you want to sleep better at night you may try some hot herbal teas. Some people I know drink chamomile and they say it works. Thanks again for everything, I love you a lot sunshine and I’m always so happy to talk with you ❤️ ~[🧸]

Hello my dear 🧸!!! I'm so sorry I got to your ask so late :( your kind words never fail to make me feel better too! 💘 and also, good morning to you when you see this!!

Oh wow swimming and karate!!! That's very amazing 😊 I wanted to learn aikido or judo when I was young but I never asked my parents to take me for classes haha. Instead I told my mum I wanted to learn Chinese dance, ballet, and piano, and she signed me up for those instead 🤭

And yes, I agree! I feel like swimming is one of those aerobic activities that many people can enjoy regardless of age, illness, and physical conditions!! Too bad I can't swim haha, because I feel like I would really really enjoy swimming! But yay I'm glad to hear these have been helping you physically and mentally 🤗

I know what you mean with those shuttlecocks XD when I was having P.E. lessons in secondary school, we had to play basketball, and 3/4 of the time I was running away from the ball instead of actually catching it and passing to others hahaha. And every time I played badminton doubles with my friends, I can never play well because I am too fixated with my own area in the court 🙃

Aww don't say that!! I'm sure if Levi realised his words offended you, he'll make sure he'll never do it again because he would never want to upset you 🥺 but then again, I know I'll sometimes take his words to heart and feel offended too haha. I'm also very sensitive XD

Look at you making me swoon early in the morning again because of your kind words!! 🥺 I'm always in awe that there actually are people out there who look up to me and want to be like me, I can't believe I'm a role model to you too >\\< thank you for being so supportive of me too! I wanna give you a big hug 💙

Oh yeah I do have chamomile tea at home! It does help me clear my mind before I sleep sometimes 🤗 I have those caffeine free teas that supposedly helps me to relax and are good for sleeping too! Sometimes I really think my mind is too busy thinking, and that's why I sleep so late because my mind isn't resting haha. But don't worry! I'm trying to get more sleep instead of the usual 4hrs I always do!

As always, thank YOU for always talking to me and sending me such heartfelt messages all the time!! I'm so happy to talk to you too! Also, the 'sunshine' 🥺 it's making me soft 💛 guess I'm gonna write more writings of Levi calling me his Rei of Sunshine soon hehe

#🧸 anon.asks #rei.answers #🧸 anon #i love you more you cutie!!!! #mia called me levi's rei of sunshine #and now you're calling me that too #i'm so uwu #🥺💕