#i’m not saying i’m amazing and there is absolutely more room for improvement

[vultursvolans]

after writing ‘dance of the damned’, ‘curiosity kills’ and this current wip which carry some of the same themes, i’m really starting to think that mild horror, dark and gothic romance, or anything to do with fancy, hoity-toity dialogue, are some of my strengths because it’s so much easier to get the brain juices flowing

[beloveds-embrace]

rugby player Simon and his pretty little balerina partner. Thats it. Thats whats currently plaquing my mind

Now that you’ve said it I’m thinking about them too because YES 😩 i tried a more headcanony style for this, really had no idea what to write as a drabble

• You first met Simon “Ghost” Riley during an injury rehab session. He’s there nursing a rough tackle, while you’re recovering from an overworked ankle. Despite his intimidating size and silence, he notices how gracefully you move even while stretching, and you can’t help but admire his sheer size even if he’s making the nurses nervous.

• Ghost is, honest to god, shy about approaching you at first; why would delicate, lovely you want someone of his type and build to approach you? But he still gets roped into conversation when you tease him for struggling with a basic stretching exercise. “I’m built for smashing into blokes, not folding like you do.” he grumbles, but he doesn’t sound truly bothered. You are sure you can even hear the amusement. And this is how you end up exchanging number and texting, until he finally asky you out on a proper date.

• He’s genuinely amazed at your discipline and talent, often catching himself zoning out while watching you rehearse. You tease him for staring, but he’s truky awestruck by how effortlessly you glide across the floor, almost looking weightless.

• You love watching him play rugby. Seeing him control the field with raw strength and precision is hot. You start attending his matches, cheering louder than anyone else when he tackles an opponent or scores. His favorite cheerleader- his best girl <3

• Ghost introduces you to his gym routines, and you try (unsuccessfully) to keep up with his weightlifting. You love the view of his muscles flexing, though, and you don’t try to hide it. You also love sitting on his back while he does pushups, giving him a kiss ever so often in encouragement.

• In return, you teach him some basic ballet moves to improve his agility to help him. The image of this massive, intimidating man attempting pliés is hilarious, but he’s surprisingly nimble. “Don’t tell the lads, yeah, doll?” he huffs, though his amusement is clear and it has you giggling.

• Simon loves how tiny you feel when he wraps his arms around you. After games, he picks you up effortlessly, spinning you around as you laugh and lean down to kiss him much to the whistles and hoots of his teammates. Neither of you care anyways.

• After a game, he’s all adrenaline and intensity, body taut. You tease him by saying, “Don’t you dare bring that sweaty self near me, Simon Riley.” but he pulls you into a heated kiss anyway, pinning you gently against a wall in the hallways of the stadium.

• He loves when you practice in front of him wearing your ballet leotard. The combination of your grace and your form-fitting outfit gets his heart and more racing, though he keeps his composure… mostly.

• Simon is also your biggest cheerleader during your performances, sitting in the front row with a bouquet of flowers that looks comically small in his massive hands. He always looks proud, even if he doesn’t say much. And he absolutely glares or shushes anyone who is causing a ruckus and taking the spotlight off you.

• He joins you most of the time in the backstages, and when you’re feeling nervous before a performance, he cups your face in his big, warm hands and whispers, “You’re the most talented person in the room. Show ‘em who you are.”

• You return the favor by helping him relax before games. You massage his shoulders and give him little pep talks, which he pretends not to need but secretly loves. Sometimes of them are even recorded on his phone for the very rare occasions you can’t make it to his games.

• Said it before but I’ll say it again: you love how his body feels next to yours- rugby has made him all broad shoulders and powerful muscles, and he loves how delicate your hands feel running over his skin. Likewise, he loves caressing your skin and rubbing creams and ointments to your aching feet muscles.

• He calls you “Twinkle Toes” which sounds sarcastic at first but is said with so much affection that it melts your heart.

• You call him “Big Softie” because, despite his tough exterior, he’s the sweetest with you. He pretends to hate it, but he secretly loves when you use it in private. Had a stupid smile on his face when saw it was how you had your contact for him saved.

[81pastrys]

Vegas!!

Summary— Vegas is a city of I do’s

Warnings— spontaneous marriage plans ; Charles loses the championship (apologies)

A/N— MORE OSCAR I BEG 👹

Oscar One Shots

Request— Picture this: Oscar wins the championship in Vegas, and he asks his girlfriend to marry him when they’re in their hotel room or somewhere like that. She says yes, and they get married that same night. - 🦋

Oscar and his girlfriend agreed that Vegas was going to be their race to attend. She had never been and Oscar promised he would take her out on the strip and show her around.

It had been years since they had gotten together and she knew Oscar wasn’t one for big media entertainment, especially for their relationship. He was a bit more stressed than usual this weekend.

The championship was coming to an end and it was between him and Charles. A good 10 points but both cars had seemed to be amazing in practice. It was in Oscar’s favor that Leclerc qualified 4th and Lando was second. Lando was third in the championship and not nearly as close as Charles. Which meant he keeps second and defends Oscar from any overtakes.

“Baby, you should relax with me.” She said. They were at a beautiful pool. The one for their hotel and it was close to dawn, so it was nearly empty. She had stayed up with him to acclimate to the night racing. Sleeping during the day with blackout curtains and spending time together after the practice or now, quali.

“Tonight is whether I win a championship, I can’t relax.” He was calm voice wise, his anxiety only showing through his slightly shaky hands as he scrolled his phone for data and statistic improvements.

“I know but look at the view, it so pretty.” She said, sipping a mixed alcoholic drink. Oscar looked up at the sun peeking through the horizon and smiled before he looked to her. “See, I want you here with me while we have the time.” Her voice was soft and endearing.

He sighed and put his phone away. She moved pool chairs to cuddle into his chest, the only material separating them was her bikini and his swim trunks. “What should we do when I win the championship?” He asked kissing her head.

She giggled uncontrollably into his chest, causing him to smile and laugh. “We should get married.” She half-heartedly joked. Now he laughed uncontrollably with her. “I brought that white dress you told me to bring, it would be so funny if I wore it tonight and then we just elope after.”

What she didn’t know was that he fully intended on asking her seriously after the championship was won. That’s why he asked her to bring the dress. He went along with her ‘joke’ and they relaxed for a bit more.

After a long awaited nap, they were heading into the paddock, white dress attire for her and his usual bland outfit. Photographers galore when they found out what she was wearing. So much so she hid in Oscar drivers room until the race.

Lando defended Oscar position and Leclerc stayed behind the Mercedes in third the entire race. Oscar championship was won fair and square, the team absolutely going crazy over how their boys got first and second along with a team championship.

Champagne flying everywhere, confetti mixed in, balloons here and there. Once Oscar got his helmet off he ran to her, grabbing her waist and kissing her hard. The night ran long, around 4 am was when it calmed down enough for them to have a real conversation since before the race.

“I’m so proud of you my os.” She said. He kissed her again and smiled. “You led such an amazing race and won both championships.” She smiled back.

“About this morning darling,” he starts. “Will you marry me?” She could see his hands shaking, noting he was absolutely fucking serious right now.

“What?! Yes oh my god Oscar yes, yes I will!” She bounced with excitement and kissed him again. “Thats why you wanted me to bring the white dress you cheeky boy.” She teased.

“You almost blew my surprise this morning, I was so worried you would say no.” He laughed. “I even have rings for us.” He pulled two velvety boxes from his pocket and she gawked at him.

“Oscar Jack Piastri, the man that you are.” She smiled and kissed him again. “Well? What are we waiting for let’s go get married.”

“What?” He asked, his face dropped at her words. “Like right now?” He was making sure she was serious. She made a thinking face and nodded. He smiled at her.

They looked up the marriage venue that’s 24 hours and known for this sort of ordeal. They signed all the paperwork and got photos taken. “Mrs. Piastri.” She said to him. She wiggled her wedding band at him and he laughed.

“My Mrs.” He said and kissed her for the millionth time that night. They left Vegas completely changed. They kept the marriage a secret until her belly bump started to show around 6 months after.

Oscar Jack Piastri everyone

@il0vereadingstuff @angelluv16 @itznotsophia @kallanfiona @pandabiiissh @justaf1girl

[lacyscabinet]

im so sick of the pure smut too,,, you should do a fall vibe fic where theyre both cold and trying to warm each other up or something

A/N: I feel you anon, I mean, I'm okay with smut I just don't read it because of personal preference😭😭 BUT IT'S LITERALLY ALL I SEE UNDER THE ELLIE TAG. Anyway, I love this request THANK YOUUU<333 also I'm veeeeeery new to the tlou fandom on tumblr so let me know if ya'll like my writing and PLEASE let me know how I can improve, feedback even if negative is always appreciated over here!!! I wish all of you an amazing day/evening/whatever time it is in the timezone you're in!!!🤍🤍🤍

Absolutely not proofread!!!

NAVIGATION

PICTURES TAKEN FROM PINTEREST!!! CREDITS TO THE OWNERS!!!

Free radiator

The wind howled outside as you made your way to Ellie’s garage, the icy air biting the skin of your cheeks. You wrapped your scarf tighter around your neck, shivering as you pushed open the heavy door. Inside, the dim light from the lamp Joel had put in the room illuminated a bunch of scattered items and clothes thrown on the floor. Let's just say that Ellie wasn't exactly the best at keeping her room tidy.

“Hey, you made it!” Ellie’s voice broke through the silence, warm and inviting, bold contrast to the chill that still reigned in the garage.

She was sitting on her old couch with a steaming mug in her hands. Her hair was tousled, and her cheeks were slightly flushed from the cold.

“Barely!" You chuckled, rubbing your hands together for warmth "It’s freezing out there, my fingers were about to fall off.”

Ellie laughed “Come here, I’ve got hot tea. It’ll warm you up.” She patted the space next to her, and you felt a rush of happiness as you moved closer.

You took the mug from her, savoring the rich . As you sipped, the warmth spread through you, melting away the cold as you quietly thanked her with a kiss on the cheek.

After finishing your drink, you looked around the garage, and a shiver ran through your body. “What should we do to warm this place up?"

“Blankets!” she declared, getting up from her seat. She rummaged through a nearby drawer, finally pulling out a colorful quilt that looked like it had seen better days.

You couldn’t help but laugh when she wrapped the fabric around you two, enveloping you in a cocoon of warmth. “This is much better,” you said, snuggling closer to her side.

Ellie grinned, her eyes shining. “See? Who needs a fancy heater when you’ve got blankets..." she paused for a second and then looked up at you "...and me?”

“True, you're my personal radiator ” you teased, leaning your head against her shoulder.

You just relaxed in her warmth, closing your eyes and smiling when Ellie's hand reached behind you to rub your back.

But at one point, Ellie reached into her pocket "I was almost forgetting" she said while revealing a small silver bracelet "I saw this on patrol, it made me think of you” she said, her cheeks a shade of pink.

Your heart fluttered as you took the bracelet, adorned with a couple of little plant shaped charms “Ellie, this is beautiful!” you exclaimed, slipping it onto your wrist.

Suddenly, she stiffed a laugh.

"What?" You asked confused

"The plants charms remind of when we climbed on that stupid tree last summer" she said, her voice softening.

You both laughed, the memory of the reckless climb still fresh in your mind. “And you fell down on Joel's flowerbed” you added, grinning.

“Okay, okay! Enough about that!” she said, playfully shoving you.

After that, you weren't exactly sure of how the situation evolved but a wrestling match soon started between the two of you, trying to claim more of the quilt. You squealed, both of you laughing as you tangled together in the blanket, your hearts racing.

Eventually, you both collapsed back against the plush couch, breathless and smiling. The cold seemed more bearable now.

After a few moments of quiet, you turned to Ellie, your voice soft. “I’m really glad we have this time together" you whispered, thinking of all the time she had to leave early for patrol only to come back home late, and of course, exhausted. Not leaving much time for the two of you.

"You make everything feel right.”

Ellie’s eyes twinkled as she brushed a strand of hair behind your ear.

She just smiled.

As you shared that quiet moment, the world outside faded away, leaving just the two of you.

With a content sigh, you leaned into her, giving her a kiss, letting the warmth of her presence envelop you as the wind made the leaves dance outside the window. And right there, in that old and cold garage, you knew you were exactly where you belonged.

A/n: this was so much fun 😭 let me know what you guys think 🤍🤍🤍🤍 MUAH

[harrysgal]

I DIG YOUR CINEMA (11)

harry styles x yn aspiring filmmaker — social media AU

I’m really sorry if this part sucks. I really tried my best.

About the smau: yn starts posting videos on youtube and is trying to build a career as a filmmaker. Things are going pretty well for her and she starts getting more attention when she creates content about shows she goes to. She’s also a fan of Harry’s music and some of his fans start getting suspicious when his team starts interacting with her.

About yn: although the character does not have a faceclaim, pictures suggest reader is white.

Disclaimer: The story it’s set in 2021 and it will follow their relationship through the LOT leg in the US. Since this is nothing but fiction, I will be following some of the real timeline but also adding my own stuff. On top of that, I won’t be basing myself on Harry’s actual posts.

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PART 10 // MASTERLIST

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I DIG YOUR CINEMA (PART 11) — NYC

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yourinstagram well hello hello. its two am and im still awake bc i was hanging out with my fake friends and fake ex-boyfriend celebrating the end of another wonderful and amazing very real show <3 i thought i’d let you know since apparently what truly happens in nashville is the new online entertainment now. also fyi today i was allowed to leave my hotel room and i also behaved very politely and didnt run outside to cry. a real angel, i’d say. its too bad my attempts to fake date harry styles didnt work, tho. i mean i thought it was a great and innovative plan tbh but as you might’ve read already he officially called things off so that’s all gone now. boohoo. im not sure what im supposed to do on tour now. maybe i’ll have to actually learn how to use a camera and start to actually film things during shows… idk… i’ll figure something out tho. if you have any ideas or suggestions pls let me know. for now i’ll enjoy my freedom. it’s was very kind of them to even allow me to open the window and breathe some fresh air. so, so amazing!

btw, congrats ＠popgossip on finding such reliable sources. also the fact checking was impeccable. there was nothing left for me to hide. keep it up with that journalism! that’s clearly how you go from amateur to professional. im taking notes now! anyway, have a great life and tysm for your kindness and all your thoughtful consideration to my real human feelings 🥰 there’s nothing like getting back to the hotel and seeing those many great things being said about me. thanks a lot. hope the same treatment finds its way back to you along the way! xoxo lots of love, yn

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user2 😲 user2 holy molly…  user2 I think you absolutely ate this? left no crumbs behind? 

↳ yourinstagram haha thanks?

harryfan3 GIRL!!!!! im so shocked i dont even know what to say or where to start or

↳ yourinstagram lol 💋💋💋

harryfan5 miss yn ilysm you made me laugh so hard like this is so confusing but so great i truly truly love you  

↳ yourinstagram miss emma you made me smile so hard rn thank you thank you hope to see you again at another show someday!

ynrryfan calling out that account so openly is so bold of you omfg im so proud

↳ yourinstagram thanks im so proud, too 

bestfriend ok but did they feed you today? gave you some water?

↳ yourinstagram yes. i had two glasses of water and one banana ↳ bestfriend wow! they be treating you like a princess now ↳ yourinstagram i know it wasnt easy but they finally agreed to make some improvements 

harryfan7 yn babe are you drunk or something? wth is all this? lmaooooooo

↳ yourinstagram lol maybe a little tipsy but no regrets at allllllll

lookitsnyoh  does this mean I am finally allowed to stop hanging out with you?

↳ yourinstagram no. your contract still says you’re forced to have at least one lunch a week with me and one drink every two shows ↳ lookitsnyoh well then ＠jefezoff let’s talk about this? Please? ↳ jefezoff I’m sorry but I’m afraid that’s not negotiable ↳ anthonypham I tried too ＠lookitsnyoh unfortunately I’m stuck with her friendship, too :( ↳ pillowpersonpp me too ↳ paulithepsm me three ↳ harryfan9 the way yn is such a stronger person than me bc i could never handle this much teasing from my friends like i’d be thinking it’s real and crying under my pillow for months  ↳ harryfan2 maybe she should bc doesn’t feel like “just” teasing to me ↳ yourinstagram it’s not ＠harryfan2 is right & everyone really hates me  harryfan10 ? How old are you? 8? ↳ yourinstagram 28, actually. you? 

harryfan4 to put popgossip on the spot like this it’s rude and uncalled for. like this isn’t funny. also what’s going on with all these comments? don’t you have better things to do than being here replying to people?

↳ harryfan7 im sorry, but uncalled for? are you serious? lmao she’s bringing them up because they made a full post with nothing but lies about her own life cmon ↳ harryfan4 still, she should’ve done this privately or something ↳ yourinstagram you’re right this isn’t funny and i don’t have nothing better to do. im sorry. im really very sorry. ↳ harryfan6 being sarcastic isn’t funny, girl ↳ yourinstagram oh, i thought it was. im sorry. wont do it again.

harryfan8 I mean, what are you even trying to accomplish here? Are you not embarrassed at all to behave like this?

↳ yourinstagram i am. very very embarrassed, actually. im sorry :( shame on me.

user3 Honestly, things are so different around here now that I almost forgot how fun it used to be to keep up with your posts. I’m glad to see real you back! Stay strong and don’t listen to the noise. 

↳ yourinstagram what noise? ;)  ↳ yourinstagram (thank you 💗)

user1 ok I know this isn’t at all related to the post but… no sightseeing this time? :(

↳ yourinstagram omg yes! are you kidding me? i always make time for sightseeing haha i’ll actually get to it tomorrow!  ↳ user1 ahhhh this is great! I love it! Hope you enjoy the city, then!  ↳ harryfan12 is this your way of letting people know where you’ll be so they can find you and see you with harry? 🥱 ↳ yourinstagram oh damn, you caught me! 

harrystyles ok. screen time is over now

↳ yourinstagram :( five more minutes, sir? ↳ harrystyles request denied. they’re heading to your room to take your phone away right now ↳ yourinstagram 😭 ↳ yourinstagram after all we went through? unbelievable ↳ harrystyles it is what you’ve signed up for ↳ yourinstagram cant fight with that ↳ harryfan9 helloooooooo??? ↳ harryfan11 HAJSHBAJSDH WTF IS HAPPENING TONIGHT ↳ harryfan13 sprinting to the gc RIGHT NOW to scream at this interaction bc what the fuck what the fuck WHAT. THE. FUCK.

user15 this whole thing was actually so refreshing to see! Please don’t ever stop standing up for yourself. It’s good for your soul but it’s also great entertainment for mine lol

harryfan0 guys I’m so confused… what is all this? haha can someone please fill me in?

↳ harryfan3 @/popgossip posted a lot of stupid things about yn. to sum it up, they said harry tried to end their pr relationship and yn didn’t take it well, so that’s why she was crying outside the hotel the other night. and they also said she spent the day at the hotel bc harrys team didnt let her leave… just nonsense like that. there are more details to the story that you can check on their last post, but it’s all clearly fake and not even worth the read (I promise)  ↳ harryfan11 also, can I just say they didn’t JUST create stuff, they were also unnecessarily aggressive with the lies? I mean, they said her crying was “a manipulative tactic to get his attention and also keep the rumors alive” !!!  There was absolutely no need for that?!? or to write that harrys team advised her to stay inside and away from him or “there would be consequences” ??? I mean wtf ??  ↳ user17 👆 this. THIS. is the reason why this post has become my favorite thing she’s ever done 

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ynupdates After such an eventful night, Yn just posted this on her stories, meaning we can all relax now and catch a break from the madness 😅

Also, ＠harryfan9 shared with us a really nice screenshot of a conversation she had with Yn a few minutes ago! We asked what she’d comment on Yn’s post for her to say that, and she told us she’d said: “the way yn is such a stronger person than me bc I could never handle this much teasing from my friends”. The fan also said that Yn ended up replying “everyone really hates me” to a comment underneath hers, which is why she thinks Yn felt guilty and dmed her right before she posted the story.

To be honest, we loved to see this kind of Yn tonight. How do you guys feel about it?

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harryfan5 this was just soooo great! for a moment I couldn’t keep up with it anymore lol it was so crazy but so great harryfan1 stop she reached out?? she’s soooooooooo sweet  user11 good for her! I feel like she’s finally owning the narrative and maybe now people will calm down a little

↳ user13 I hope so! I’m low-key kinda worried it’s actually going to make things worse ↳ user11 idk. people were hating on her nonstop anyway so… tbh I think she should’ve done this way sooner lol

ynrryfan the way she posted her texts with harry !!!!! also “so you know I mean it” !!!!! PLEASE 

↳ harryfan17 how do you it’s him?? no hate i swear just genuinely asking ↳ ynrryfan I just figured by the “screen time is over” bc is what he left on her post… but I might be wrong idk 😬

harryfan3 wish I could see when those behind popgossip wake up and find out about all this lol

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yourinstagram GOOD MORNING nyc your wonderful wonderful city!! im so unbelievably excited for tonight!! my fake friends and fake ex-boyfriend are playing madison square garden and i KNOW it’s going to be sosososo great!! let’s do this CMONNNN!! 

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harryfan1 im sooooo excited too!! harryfan3 so jealous! I wish I could go  lookitsnyoh SO EXCITED  harrystyles weren’t you supposed to let me know? 

↳ yourinstagram i was and i can explain why i didnt, but please don’t expose me like this??! ↳ harrystyles then reply to my texts??!  ↳ harrystyles please??! ↳ harrystyles and thank you??! x  ↳ ynrryfan i cant 😭😭😭

bestfriend text me back too !!!!!! 

↳ harryfan7 lmao not yn being called out by everyone  ↳ yourinstagram istg you are all so damn impatient  ↳ yourinstagram (but also yes!! I will!! im sorry!!)

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yourinstagram hi, hellooo!! posting twice in less than 12 hours I KNOW but jenny lewis is about to start anytime now and i just wanna say that everyone looks sooooo pretty tonight!! you always do but there seems to be something extra special tonight <3 got to film so many sweet people already, but if you see me walking by and you wanna be a part of this ultra mega secret lot project pls dont be afraid of letting me know! (im the one jumping around in this outfit — minus the flowers unfortunately) id love to film as many of you as i can!! okay lets go now CMON LETS DO THIS cant wait to dance to canyon moon tonight!!! 🕺

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harryfan1 does harry look pretty, too?  user1 girl you’ve come so far this is so beautiful to see  bestfriend so happy so jealous so sad so proud so emotional rn

↳ harryfan3 cant believe you havent gone to a show yet!! ↳ harryfan5 fr you should be there rn

harryfan7 THANK YOU I LOVED MEETING YOU TONIGHT THANK YOU THANK YOU  harrystyles count me in  

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harrystyles Love On Tour. New York City, NY. I

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harryfan1 im so so proud  harryfan2 best concert ever cant wait to do it all over again tomorrow  harryfan3 i miss you already harryfan4 LOOKING SO HOT OUTFIT IS ON FIRE 🔥  harryfan5 why is she never here lol

↳ harryfan7 i ask that myself every time lol

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PART 12 — STILL IN NYC

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[cherry-rose-sunset]

I took Tilly’s Steps on Broadway Class last night and here are my thoughts!!!!

Tilly makes you feel so comfortable in the room!! She went around giving high fives, learning people’s names, just overall having the most infectious energy

a lot of dance teachers will treat class as if it’s an audition, often leading to raised tension and competition among the class. but Tilly wasn’t like that at all. she made everyone feel so supported and safe, the room became such a welcoming community it was so fun to take part in

she did play wicked, and we ran around because she wanted us to “feel like kids again” and we did. it was so fun

i love the way we warmed up. it was a little bit of stretching, some cardio, and boot-scootin boogie

a big thing to her was falling in love with dancing and connecting with our bodies and WOW did i accomplish that during class. After class i had so much energy to just keep moving my body and dancing, i wanna take another class so bad.

I think it goes without saying, but i’ll say it anyways TILLY IS SUCH AN AMAZING DANCER AND HER CHOREOGRAPHY IS SO GORGEOUS. we danced to nobody gets me by SZA and it was very contemporary based (my fav) and it’s so pretty, the way each move flowed into the next. like by the end i barely had to think about doing the perfect technique for the step because i knew my body would connect and feel the music. like i don’t know how to explain it, she just taught it THAT well.

Tilly does such a great job teaching!! She would teach a little bit of the combo, verbally check in, and we’d go over it with music a couple times. And she wouldn’t move on until everyone was comfortable with it. While nothing crazy, she went at the perfect pace and it made learning the combo so much easier.

I would also like to add that i was on zoom, and in the room, the people on zoom are projected on a TV at the front of the room with our names attached to our videos. And she would check in with us too!! (i did get jumpscared a little each time i heard my name ngl, but it was so cool)

That being said, at one point, she was trying to remember what she had choreographed next, and since i was in a big dance room by myself and forgot the WHOLE CLASS CAN SEE ME, the dancing fairies in my body took over and i just started messing around with coupe turns and just improving to what i thought was no one. And then all of a sudden i hear “OKAAAYYY DANCE ALYSSAA!!” from TILLY. and i got SO EMBARRASSED AND AWKWARD. then she laughed because of the face i made, which like, im honored, but ohh my godddd😭😭 (i was over the moon she liked my dancing tho)

Also you know the little spinny move she does on the tire during ggah?? she put it in the combo and ITS SO MUCH HARDER THAN IT LOOKS. but it also produced my favorite quote of the night: “If you fall?? who the fuck cares??” -Tilly Evans-Krueger

like i’m gonna be taking that with me in every class from now on.

Overall, i had the BEST time and i hope she does it again because she’s the absolute sweetest and such a great teacher!! (also i need to take more dance classes because im SO INSPIRED by her and so fired up about dance again)

[goldfades]

★ DOMESTIC GOODNESS ─── NM⁰ ft. UCONN WBB MANAGER

❪ requested -> "im gonna need more manager!reader x nika soft moments pleaseeeeeee feed my hunger 😔" ❫

─ warnings | absolutely none but domestic bliss between our fav girls and fluffiness, sweet nika!!!

THE SUNLIGHT CAME through the blinds, little by little, casting soft, golden streaks across the room. You stirred from your sleep, feeling the warmth of Nika's body pressed against yours. In the soft morning light, her features were serene, her tousled hair framing her peaceful face.

You felt Nika stir beside you, her arms were wrapped around you as her grip tighten momentarily. She nuzzled closer, reluctant to leave the cocoon of warmth.

“Good morning, beautiful,” she murmured, her voice still husky with sleep. Her lips brushed against your shoulder, leaving a trail of soft kisses that made you smile. You turned to face her, your noses nearly touching as you opened your eyes to meet her gaze.

“Good morning,” you replied, your fingers tracing the lines of her face, committing each curve and contour to memory.

In these quiet moments, the world outside seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you in your own private sanctuary. None of it mattered anymore ─ all the stress from school and basketball, the demands of everyday life, and the worries that sometimes crept into your thoughts.

Nika’s eyes sparkled with affection as she spoke. “I’m starving,” she confessed, a playful smile spreading across her face. “How about we make breakfast together?”

Laughing, you nodded. “Sounds perfect. But only if you promise not to burn the pancakes this time.”

She feigned offense, placing a hand over her heart. “That was one time and it was just because KK and Paige were over, they like to distract me, you know that."

"All I hear is excuses, baby," you tease as you playfully wag your finger at her. "But alright, I'll give you another chance."

Nika rolls her eyes dramatically before grabbing your hand and pulling you towards the kitchen. "You won't regret it, I promise."

Reluctantly, you untangled yourselves from the blankets and got out of bed. As you made your way to the kitchen, Nika’s hand found yours, her fingers interlacing with a familiarity that spoke of countless mornings like this one.

In the kitchen, the two of you moved easily, passing ingredients and utensils back and forth with ease. Nika’s playfulness and your shared laughter filled the room, turning the mundane act of making breakfast into a sweet memory.

Once the pancakes were finally ready ─ perfectly golden, thanks to Nika’s improved skills ─ you sat down at the table, the sunlight now flooding the room with a warm, welcoming glow. The scent of freshly cooked breakfast fills the air, making your stomachs growl in anticipation.

You take a bite, savoring the fluffy texture and sweet flavor. "These are amazing," you say between mouthfuls, giving Nika a smile of appreciation.

She grins back at you, her eyes sparkling with pride. "See? I told you I could do it."

"Should've never doubted you, baby." You spoke with your mouth full, earning a laugh from your girlfriend.

You then continued to chat about your plans for the day, about her upcoming games and your snacks for the team, the conversation flowing as easily as the love between you.

As you finish the last of your pancakes, you lean back in your chair with a contented sigh. Nika reaches across the table and takes your hand in hers, her touch sending a warm tingle down your spine.

"Thank you for breakfast," you say, giving her hand a gentle squeeze.

"Anytime, love," she replies, her smile soft and sincere. "Anytime."

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[whispersoftheharvest]

Journal Entry #1

To say this post has been a long time coming would be a lie, stretching a truth. However, the message behind it is something I think I needed to hear, and maybe you, reader, need to hear it too. But, this also comes as two parts for why-even as I write this-I am hesitant to post. For one, it is going to be vulnerable and an evaluation of my psyche. Two, I know how the community reacts to people that say they’re in oathsworn positions, or are currently working up to it, and that’s not something I wanted to deal with. However, these positions are for the community, and part of that is going to be the backlash. With all that being said, hello reader, and welcome to my first entry.

On March 13th, I finally accepted the signs from Lord Apollon that oraclehood was a possibility for me and did a small ritual in the comfort of my room. That night, I said that I would do my best as a training oracle. I realized my first task on April 3rd (with the help of my kids), and it was to build connections with the other Theoi, names that I’d heard repeat in my dreams over and over. Ten days later, I made contact with Lord Dionysus for the first time, a tarot reading being done with Him on the 27th.

At the beginning, I said that I would do my best, and that I didn’t want to fail Lord Apollon. Yet…I swore I had. I haven’t been as active with my practice as I was at the beginning of the year. Reading the texts and researching was…not what it should’ve been. I hadn’t done many readings, my overall presence was gone. Even now, I don’t know why I disappeared like this. For a while, I tried to say grief. Then, mental health. Surely there was some reason I couldn’t do this thing I was so excited for. But no, this was it. I failed. I was a rotten pick, one that spoiled.

Or so I thought.

This brings me to the month of June. A little more than a month of close to nothing. Sunday night (the 15th), I had the urge to do a reading. Monday came, and I decided it was time. After waking up, I cleansed my deck, and asked Lord Apollon to read with me. 

Knight of Cups, Ace of Wands, Four of Pentacles, Two of Pentacles, Ten of Cups, and Death. None reversed, all coming out of the deck rather quickly. This is how I’m interpreting it.

Knight of Cups, a card of good news, excitement, and hope. It is the card that-when I asked-Lord Apollon assigned to me, and upon telling my kids, they agreed. I see this card as a direct calling to me. It being the first card I pulled, I felt the weight of it immediately.

Ace of Wands and Four of Pentacles, two cards that couldn’t feel much different. New beginnings, talent, enthusiasm, being met with holding on, needing to process and let go. In my deck, the imagery for these two cards show both figures reaching upwards, facing each other, as if clawing, grasping for the same thing. Both desperate to take over. New beginnings colliding with an obstruction. Two powers tugging and pulling, dragging one way or another.

Two of Pentacles and Ten of Cups, improvement. Balance, fulfillment. Learning what decisions you should go for, things falling into place. A transition. Two of Pentacles aiming towards the Ten of Cups, the way that you are supposed to be moving. Prospects of the future.

And finally, Death. Death stares straight at the reader. A demand for change. The reader is going to go through change. It may hurt, it may be uncomfortable, but there is change.

So…what does it all mean?

To me, it’s a predicted timeline. It shows a series of events for my journey. I started being enthusiastic, ecstatic. I loved the idea of training under Lord Apollon, amazed that I would be picked. Yet for some reason, I stalled. Something was holding me back. While yes, it could’ve absolutely been grief and mental health, which weren’t the best during May, there’s something more behind it. A fear, a self-consciousness. Why me? What on earth could I do? What did I do to gain the attention of a god? To add onto it, I think a fear of…not wanting to disappoint my friends came in. My kids, they’re so supportive and amazing, I’ve watched them through the majority of their oathsworn journeys. Then here I was, fresh at the start. Which is nothing against them, as I know they’re going to read this, but I think it’s the truth? Writing this, I still want to say sorry. Sorry for…maybe disappointing whatever expectations you may have had of me.

Things should get better though, I’m stepping up and trying again, I promise. I’m taking the time, taking notes. Starting from the top and making sure I digest what I’m reading. I can’t remember all the names and stories, but the concepts are filling in.

If you read this far, thank you. I hope my next entry will be more uplifting, but it feels important to get this out there, for some reason. Bye everyone, until next time!

[marblemoovt]

Tail Training

MASTERLIST

Rating: Teen

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: Fluff, A sprinkle of angst, Mentions/depictions of anxiety and depression. Anything else is in the tags <3

SUMMARY:

At a party, Whis notices that you have noticeably improved your bad habits and offers to train you. Much to your surprise, Whis suggests that you train your tail to eliminate it as a weakness. Will you be able to handle it when he grabs your tail?

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“This is your first session. I thought some one-on-one training would be more appropriate,” Whis answers, still tugging me by the hand. “I want to start first with a weakness of yours—well, most Saiyans.”

We stop walking, and I stare at our hands still clasped together. When is he going to let go? “And what would that be?” I ask, trying to read his expression.

His violet eyes gleam with amusement, and he gestures with his head. “The appendage wagging behind you, your tail.”

I glance over my shoulder. “What’s my tail got to do with training? Am I going to learn to smack someone into submission with it?” My tail straightens and cracks down like a whip.

NOTE:

Here is another Whis fic! This was another commission. I'm not sure when you guys will see the next one. I was told this is meant to be a slow burn, so expect it to take a while before the relationship is official.

Happy Reading! ヾ(•ω•`)o

It’s been a few weeks since Whis visited my house. Thanks to him, I'm motivated to take better care of myself. Even now, at this party, the first thing he does when he sees me is hand me a glass of water and steer me towards the snack table.

I raise the drink to my lips, hiding a smile. As Whis fills his plate with various snacks and pastries, I nod along and answer any questions.

“So this delightful morsel is called a ‘donut’?” Whis inspects the sugarcoated ball of fried dough.

“Yes, there are various toppings and fillings. You can put pretty much whatever you want on a donut,” I say, flinching when he whirls around and leans closer.

Whis looks at me with sparkling eyes, his skin flushed. “Anything? Truly?’ I nod in response, and he gasps. “Then what modifications have been applied to this one?”

“Um,” I look at the powdered sugar and red hole, “I think that’s just a jelly donut.”

“Fascinating. There are so many uses for pulverized fruit.” Whis pops the pastry into his mouth and moans. “Oooh, this is absolutely amazing!”

He continues to stuff more into his mouth until his cheeks puff. I have to look away to stop myself from laughing. Before I know it, I’m holding a plate of snacks and a new glass of water. Whis said he didn’t want to be the only one eating, and the attention felt nice. He remains at my side, refilling my plate when he notices it’s empty, and only leaves when Beerus calls for him. 

I snap the last cookie from my plate between my teeth. The sudden silence feels too empty. I feel almost… disappointed? I glance across the room to see Whis introduce Beerus to donuts, smiling as the pair devour entire trays. With a full stomach, I can at least focus on hanging out with my friends. I make my rounds to greet everyone, stopping occasionally to talk.

During one of these conversations, my palms grow clammy, and I start to second-guess myself. Am I entertaining enough? I’m not…boring to talk to, right? My grip tightens around my cup by a fraction, and I down the rest of the drink, hoping it dislodges the lump in my throat. 

A few pairs of eyes stare at me, and I realize they’re all waiting for me to respond. How long were they waiting—did they think I was ignoring them? I lick my dry lips, unable to think of what to say, too embarrassed to admit I didn’t hear the tail-end of the conversation.

“What were you all discussing?” Whis butts in, resting his hand on the small of my back. He rubs small circles into my skin, and the tension melts from my body. Someone catches Whis up, and I flash him a grateful smile. ‘You’re alright,’ he mouths to me, squeezing my waist gently. I nod, flushing the negative thoughts from my mind and focusing on the warmth of his hand.

I begin losing track of the conversation, paying more attention to how I’d rather be at home than socialize for another minute. People start noticing that I’m quieter than usual but anyone who confronts me about it receives a snarky remark. This discourages the rest from trying. 

“Are you alright?” Whis walks up to me, taking a bite of another donut. He must really like those. 

“Peachy,” I say, clenching my teeth together. 

Whis hums, and I bristle under his observing stare. “I feel suffocated after spending hours surrounded by large crowds. Would you care to join me on a walk?” he offers his arm to me.

I chew on my bottom lip and glance around. The chatter and laughter in the background tires me, not to mention the loud thrum of music that rumbles through my bones. It feels like someone took my brain and scrambled it in a frying pan. A break. A break sounds nice.

I accept his offer and link our arms together. He guides me outside to a quiet spot in a garden. There’s a bench by a stone walkway that circles a pond. Strings of fairy lights illuminate the area in a soft glow. 

The crisp night air fills my lungs and refreshes my mind. We sit in silence as I regather my thoughts. “Thank you,” I say, staring at the lilypads in the water.

“I should be thanking you,” Whis chuckles. “Spending the night in such lovely company, I couldn’t ask for more.” 

Our shoulders brush together, but his body heat is welcome. His white hair glows against his blue skin like moonlight cast on rippling waves. The warmth in his violet eyes makes my stomach squirm. Whis must think I’m cold because he wraps his arm around me and pulls us closer together. 

“I thought I was getting better, but it was hard to keep talking after a certain point.” I sigh and lean against Whis, reflecting on the past few hours and every conversation I was a part of. 

Whis pats my head and smiles. His eyes look soft almost, a tenderness I don’t usually see them hold. I ignore the flutter in my chest and stare at my lap instead, twiddling with my fingers. “I think your progress is remarkable. You’ve improved. Slowly but surely, you’ve gotten better,” Whis says.

“You think so?”

Whis laughs. “Yes. Compared to a few weeks ago, you’re much more relaxed, and when I tease you, you fight back now.”

A smile tugs my lips. “Yeah, you better watch your back.” I bump our shoulders together, but my confidence wavers at his wide grin.

“Excellent! Why don’t you train under me as well?” He looks at me expectantly, and I can already tell he won’t take no for an answer.

I blink and point a finger at myself. “You want me,” I slowly turn my hand and poke his chest, “to be trained by you?”

Whis nods. “Yes. It will be helpful in your work as a time patroller.” He grabs my hand and lifts my finger to point at his face. “So leave everything to me!”

I tilt my head, staring at his hand, which still holds mine. I’m glad he seems as comfortable with me as I am with him. 

I sigh but can’t stop the smile from forming on my face. “Pft. Ok, why not,” I say, chuckling at how he lights up at my answer.

We continue chatting, but despite my mind being more alert than ever, my body demands rest. Lead weights attach to my eyelids, and my head droops now and then before snapping up as I regain consciousness. Whis walks me home, promising to wake me up on time for our training session. 

I must be exhausted because I barely register the extra body in my bed, falling asleep to Whis’s comforting scent. 

Other than waking up at the crack of dawn, the morning goes by without a hitch. Whis makes me breakfast, insisting I don’t leave a crumb behind lest it hurt his feelings.

Afterwards, Whis leads me to the training grounds, where we meet Goku and Vegeta. He provides them with instructions before guiding me to an unused section.

“You’re not training all of us together?” I ask, craning my head to see the two Saiyans spar. My eyes try to keep up with the blurry motions, but ping-ponging back and forth between them gives me a headache. 

“This is your first session. I thought some one-on-one training would be more appropriate,” Whis answers, still tugging me by the hand. “I want to start first with a weakness of yours—well, most Saiyans.”

We stop walking, and I stare at our hands still clasped together. When is he going to let go? “And what would that be?” I ask, trying to read his expression.

His violet eyes gleam with amusement, and he gestures with his head. “The appendage wagging behind you, your tail.”

I glance over my shoulder. “What’s my tail got to do with training? Am I going to learn to smack someone into submission with it?” My tail straightens and cracks down like a whip.

Whis chuckles and shakes his head. “I heard squeezing a Saiyan’s tail can cause them to lose their strength entirely. One wrong move, and you’re completely paralyzed in battle. Is that correct?” His lips purse as if he’s impatient to reveal the answer.

“No, where’d you hear that nonse—Eek!” I shriek, feeling a jerk on my tail. My entire body stiffens, and every muscle refuses to listen to me. Whis lets go, and I attempt to burn a hole through his head with my glare. 

He flashes a bashful smile, a light pink dusting his cheeks. “Sorry, sorry. What better way to test that theory than to conduct a practical test?”

I huff, the blood still simmering in my veins. “Okay, so what if it is true? I’ve lasted this long with it,” I say, smoothing out the fur. “That’s something many Saiyans can’t claim, especially not after everything I've been through.” 

Whis nods, squeezing my hand. “The loss of your tail would be a shame. The world would lose the fluffiest tail I’ve had the pleasure of seeing,” he sighs and stares forlornly behind me.   

Did he compliment my tail? I wag the appendage behind me, stifling my laughter at how his eyes follow its every move. Is my tail that interesting? “What do you suggest I do about it?” I say.

Whis tilts his head and raises his brows. “We must desensitize you of course. Your tail must learn to endure being touched to strengthen its tolerance,” he says as if the solution is obvious.

I tug my hand free from his grasp and cross my arms.“You just want an excuse to touch my tail.”

Whis brings a hand up to his chest and gasps. “I am astounded by your accusations. I am merely helping you to become stronger,” he says.

I narrow my eyes at him, but he remains unphased. In fact, he looks happier than before. “Alright, fine,” I relent, rolling my eyes at his burst of energy. 

“Wonderful! Have a seat on these boulders. I wouldn’t want you to injure yourself.” He pats the flat surface of one of the rocks, rocking on the heels of his feet. 

I sit, flicking my tail nervously. “Just so we’re clear, this is only for training purposes. I don’t want you getting any strange ideas.” It’s not like I never considered this option before, but touching a Saiyan's tail always felt intimate to me. How could I ask just anyone to do it?

Whis nods. “Crystal clear. Now, let’s start with something easy and increase the intensity slowly.” He gently pets my tail, stroking the soft fur. “How does that feel?” he asks, peering at my face.

I struggle to keep my expression neutral, fighting the muscle spasms. “Doesn’t bother me at all,” I say.

Whis raises a brow, humming in thought. “Really? Looks like I need to take it to the next level then.” His eyes have a mischievous twinkle as he applies more pressure to his touch.

“Hng.” I bite my lip to prevent any more noises from leaking. A familiar heat returns to my cheeks, and I can feel myself start to sweat.

Whis stares at me with wide eyes, and his mouth stretches into a grin. “What was that? Starting to feel a little weak, are we?” He leans close, almost enough that I can feel his breath on my ear.

I refuse to look at him, gritting my teeth. “Not at all. I can handle more than this,” I say, despite knowing that I’m already near my limit.

“If you say so. Then what about now?” Whis grabs my tail, holding it firmly in his hand.

“I-I…” My entire body freezes up again, and only static fills my brain. All my senses are on overload like every nerve is crackling with electricity.

Whis observes me in silence, and his brows knit together. “Are you sure this isn’t affecting you?” he asks, concern lacing his tone.

“....”

He immediately releases my tail. “Please don’t hesitate to tell me to stop. Your comfort comes first. I want you to enjoy this, not hate it,” he says.

I suck in a breath, trying to calm my frazzled nerves. I wet my dry lips with my tongue and mull over my thoughts, figuring out how to word my sentence. “I… I don’t mind it so much if it’s you.” I sneak a glance at Whis, who’s staring at the ground. The tips of his ears are pink, and he refuses to meet my eyes until they return to their usual colour. 

Whis stands up and paces back and forth. “Shall we take a break? You’re looking a little winded. Perhaps a cold drink and a wet towel would help?” he says, offering his hand to me.

I shake my head and close his hand, pushing it back. “I’ll be fine. I just need a minute,” I say.

Whis frowns and stares at his clenched fist. Is he upset I didn’t want to take a break? His posture straightens, and his usual smile is back. “Why don’t we make this a regular occurrence? We can repeat this session until you’ve become immune,” he says.

I purse my lips. “I guess that wouldn’t be so bad. It would be a great help if I didn’t have to worry about my tail while working.” I reflect on my career. I must have been lucky not to encounter someone taking advantage of this weakness, but it would only be a matter of time until I did.  

Whis claps his hands together, bouncing on the spot. “Excellent. Same time tomorrow, then?” He looks at me with puppy-dog eyes, and I forget my outrage momentarily. But then I remember how sensitive my tail felt while he was ‘training’ me and my pride snapped me back to reality.

“What?! I’m not doing this every day!”

“I’m only joking,” Whis chuckles, but then he pauses, and his smile widens. “Though if you wanted to…” He leans forward, and I shove his face back to create some distance.

“No. Maybe once or twice a week, and in return, I want you to cook me breakfast those days,” I say. There’s no way I would let him touch my tail for free, training or not. I may not completely dislike the thought of him seeing me in such a vulnerable state, but it’s only fair I receive something in turn.

Whis sits beside me again. He rests his elbow on his thigh, propping his head up with a hand. “You do realize that I’m not at a disadvantage? I get to pet your tail weekly and provide you with my cooking,” he says, smiling at me. His confident smirk irks me. My tail thumps against the rocks, and I stop it when I notice it only amuses him further.

“Shut up. I’m the one making the demands.” I cross my arms and frown, still sweating from the training session. I tug at my shirt collar and shudder as the air hits my damp skin. From far away, it looks like Whis and I have wrapped up an intense physical training session, but the truth is too embarrassing for me to admit.

Whis grins, and there’s that knowing look in his eyes again, as if he can see right through me. “Very well. On the days we train, I shall make you breakfast in exchange for the honour of touching your fluffiness.” His hand reaches out to my tail, but Whis recoils almost immediately. He stands up and pats my head, praising me for my hard work. “I can’t wait to see you at our next session. In the meantime, do take care of yourself. You’ve been doing an excellent job, and I wish to continue seeing you in good health.”

And he leaves me there, still flushed and dazed. My tail tingles from his lingering warmth, and I can’t help but wonder what it would feel like for him to pet it again.

A few weeks go by quicker than expected, and I wake up to Whis cooking in my kitchen. He makes me a sandwich filled with eggs, bacon, lettuce, and tomatoes. As I munch on the food at the dining table, he watches with his hands propping up his chin. He smiles at every move I make, and I become aware of my tail swishing.

“I would say you’ve built enough tolerance. We can shift our focus to other areas,” Whis says, lifting a napkin to wipe my lips. His hand lingers before he pulls away and crumples the tissue into a ball, flashing me a smile.

I nod. “Thank you. My tail feels a lot stronger.” I glance over my shoulder, admiring the muscle I’ve gained. 

Whis’s eyes remain fixed on my tail. “Yes, it appears more voluminous than before,” he says, tapping his fingers against the table. 

I can’t help but laugh and bring my tail closer to him. “You can touch it if you want. Just let me know in advance and I’ll let you pet it a little,” I say. “Consider it an exclusive benefit for helping.”

Whis reaches over and strokes the fur, eyes gleaming. “Marvelous,” he whispers in a breathless tone. Not once does he grab it, only touching my tail with gentle pets. His cheeks flush a light pink as he beams at me. “Thank you,” he says. 

I coil my tail around his wrist and hand. “You can touch me more. I’m not as sensitive now.”

“Pardon?” Whis stares at me with wide eyes. His skin almost looks purple and his hand starts to feel clammy against my tail. 

I hope he’s not getting sick. Can angels even catch illnesses? “My tail. You’re always so intrigued by it. Thanks to the training I can even handle a few harsh tugs now,” I say. 

Whis blinks owlishly before nodding and sinking bonelessly into his seat. “Right—of course. I’m honoured to be granted such a privilege.”

Maybe training three Saiyans is taking a toll on him? Come to think of it, I haven’t done much else to show my gratitude. “Do you want to stay for lunch?” I ask.

Whis sits up straight and grins. “I would love to.”

“Great!” I unwrap my tail and stand up, heading to the kitchen. “I’ll make something you haven’t had yet.” 

Whis follows close behind, and despite his persistent questions, I refuse to answer any of them, laughing at his sulking figure.

END NOTE:

When I tell you I gasped when that last misunderstanding popped into my brain, I was shook

I'll see you guys at my next hyperfixation! (。・∀・)ノ

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[atruththatyoudeny]

Happy 28th! Here are all the amazing fics I read in May and June:

Flat 302 | crissyfleur | [312k] On the third floor, in Flat 302, life was anything but ordinary. It was the kind of place where the door was always open, smelled like takeaway and you could always hear laughter echoing through the halls. And living there was fucking great, until Harry Styles moved in. Or The one where sharing a room with Harry is the worst thing that’s ever happened to Louis. And then the best.

We're Getting Better With Time | haztobegood | [5k] Hello Harry, this may seem out of the blue, and even weirder if you don’t remember me. We hung out for a few weeks back in the summer of 82. A picture of you showed up on my facebook tonight, I think because we have a few mutual friends on here. I know we haven’t spoken in forty years, but I thought I’d just shoot you a message. I hope you’re doing well. L Or, the one where Louis is single, Harry is recently divorced, and they reconnect on Facebook forty years after they first met.

Hell or High Water | xunorthodox | [24k] “You’re unmated. That means I’ll be breeding you during your next heat.” Louis’ hands go clammy. His pulse kicks. The herbs throb in his veins, dragging down his instincts like iron weights. OR Pretending to be an omega seems like a good idea to rogue alpha Louis, until it isn’t.

but i think we got a really good bed chem | anditsonlyforthebrave | [30k] God, this cannot be happening. He cannot be getting wet just because some ridiculously attractive alpha with an even more ridiculous deep voice and an intoxicating scent is standing too close. Not here. Not now. Not in front of his best friend and his mate, in a room full of people who would absolutely notice. But the alpha doesn’t move. Instead, he looks down at Louis smiling. “Harry Styles, and I hope you care that my name is Harry because you’re probably going to scream it tonight,” he half-jokes, his voice a little bit too confident. Louis rolls his eyes, shaking his head as he finally finds the strength to slide out of Harry’s hold, putting space between them. “I don’t believe so,” he replies, the words coming out harsher than he intends, but it comes out that way just because he’s trying to shut the alpha down before he gets any ideas. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ Harry is cocky and confident while Louis is shy, always holding back. They couldn't be more different. Still, they meet in the middle.

Love on the train | likeabluebird | [4k] "I’m Andrea, I’ve got a TikTok account called lovetrain, where I do speed dating with strangers on the train. Would you be interested in taking part? It’s only a few minutes," she says in one breath, her energy a bit too much for Harry. His mind goes blank. Seeing he hasn’t responded, Andrea opens her mouth and taps her forehead lightly. "Sorry, I forgot to ask—are you single?" "Erm, yeah, I’m single, but…" "Perfect!" she squeals. Or- The one where Louis and Harry meet on the tube during a speed-dating. Based on the TikTok account and dynamic @lovetrainnyc

The Thrill of the Chase (Are You Mine?) | SilverStuff50 | [29k] Harry leads a search and rescue team who specialise in capturing feral alphas and omegas and returning them to the Feral Recovery Centre so they can be rehabilitated back to their normal lives. The case of feral omega Louis Tomlinson sparks a fight for dominance between Harry's instinctual inner wolf and his rational human mind, the outcome of which flips his life upside down forever. OR Louis is feral. Harry fucks up.

You don’t have to say you love me | hazzaslou | [21k] Harry finds a flyer for a smut writing workshop and he signs up to improve his writing (he loves writing smutty one shots). But when he arrives, he realizes that he didn't read the flyer correctly. He didn't sign-up to practice writing smut. He signed up be a model for the writers. The kind of models that help the writers visualize the positions. And he is paired with the most beautiful boy he ever met, Louis. They spend the next 3 hours to demonstrate all the sexual positions the writers are trying to visualize. Tension, horniness ensue. Maybe Louis is more experienced and likes to give Instructions too.

softness as a weapon | ursulalequeen | [7k] “This isn’t–this wasn’t meant to be sexy, alright? I mean–I guess, it kind of is, but not like… for you.” The corner of Louis’ mouth twitches. “This your regular Tuesday fit, then?” Harry furrows his brows.“I’m just saying, I didn’t put this on to seduce you,” he vaguely gestures at Louis’ crotch. “But now you got your dick involved and it’s not funny anymore.” Louis swallows thickly, one hand lifted in the air like he wants to touch, but he stops himself, stepping closer instead. “If you weren’t trying to seduce me, darling, I’ve some devastating news for you.” or, Harry tries on a lingerie set. Louis walks in with a hard on and a personal mission to make him believe he’s pretty.

All I've Ever Known | haztobegood | [34k] The disruption was small, but mighty. It came hitched to the back of a black Dodge Ram pickup truck one sunny spring afternoon. With its shiny metal siding and sparkling windows, it stood out like a sore thumb. It was a Tiny House. The brand new tiny house was delivered to the empty lot at 28 Longbourn Lane, drawing a small crowd around the mailboxes. Gossip was a hot commodity in Princess Park and it had been ages since the neighbors had seen something so novel. “It is a truth universally acknowledged that anybody that wants to live in a tiny home must be lacking in both taste and sense.” A Pride & Prejudice AU

Dull Light, Sharp Edges. | finelinefeelings | [54k] Harry’s a lonely photographer in Leeds—known to everyone, but truly known by no one. That is, until he notices Louis, a homeless man living under a bridge. Harry calls him “Bridgeboy” until one day, he decides to bring him coffee. This small gesture sparks a routine—breakfast together, walks, and quiet moments that slowly build an unspoken friendship. But Louis is guarded, untrusting, and determined to do things on his own. Harry only wants to help, but deeper down, he just wants to be loved. OR harrys never been lonelier and thats when he meets bridgeboy, a homeless louis who can avoid questions like no other. naturally he brings him home.

Maybe someday, I'll find my way home | insufferablelovebirds | [12k] Louis was surprised when instead of a novel a screenshot came through, he tapped it waiting for it to unpixelate and his stomach dropped to somewhere around his knees when it finally cleared. His eyes caught first on the picture taking up most of the screen; it was Harry, without a doubt, despite the nondescript gray beanie pulled low over his ears, sending the camera a murderous glare as he struggled to keep a cream colored blanket over the head of the infant clutched to his chest in whipping wind. Wait. Infant? An AU where it's been three years since Louis and Harry split and two years since they'd spoken when Harry is papped with an infant clutched to his chest.

Keep It Sweet In Your Memory (My Sunflower) | falling4lou | [105k] Louis hasn’t been home in two years. Not since the night everything fell apart. Not since their break up. Not since he left Harry behind. But now, Anne is getting married, and there’s no avoiding it. No ignoring the way his chest tightens at the thought of seeing him again. Harry, with his green eyes that always knew too much. Harry, who never chased after him when he packed his bags. Harry, who once swore they’d have forever. Or, the one where Louis left, Harry stayed, and neither of them ever really moved on. A wedding, a confrontation, a throwback—and a love story that never ended, no matter how hard they tried to bury it.

As Per My Last Email | Kiwiwatermelongrapejuice | [32k] Louis Tomlinson works in a soul-crushingly beige office filled with fluorescent lights, passive-aggressive emails, and exactly one broken printer that no one will fix. Unfortunately, his supervisor is Harry Styles: tie too neat, tone too clipped, and apparently incapable of minding his own damn business. They hate each other. They email like it’s bloodsport. They definitely should not be fucking in the conference room after hours. But they are. Now Louis is trying to escape the job, and Harry—who no one even knows is gay—keeps getting in the way. With petty spreadsheets. With deliberately assigned data entry. With his mouth. It's fine. Louis can handle it. Unless, of course, HR finds out. Or Zayn says something. Or Harry feels something. Or Louis does. But really. It’s fine. OR the one where Louis works in a mind-numbingly beige office, Harry’s his infuriatingly well-dressed supervisor, and they cope with their mutual hatred the only way that makes sense: by secretly hooking up in supply closets, sending deranged emails, and pretending it isn’t the best part of their day.

To you, I'll give the world | SuperSweetChaos | [24k] The one where Louis takes his five year old pup to meet her favourite singer, but ends up meeting his soulmate instead.

[frownyalfred]

Hey there! I’m a big fan of your work (coral room my love! Saving the sequel to read when it’s finished), and I absolutely adore your writing style! I’ve recently been having bouts of an overwhelming need to write fanfiction, but I feel like my writing is on the level of essentially Wattpad fanfiction ( nothing wrong with that, it’s just not the standard I want to achieve ) so if possible, do you have any in depth advice on writing fanfiction? Feel free to get real specific on sentence structure and/or character building and plot building if you would like but anything will do! I feel myself having the trouble of ‘showing not telling’, especially when the source material has so many characters that writing it is like just methodically describing instead of actually writing something that resonates. And I’ve never really formally written a fanfic before so I’m not too sure if I should be pre-planning my character arcs or just let the story take the flow. How long do you take to plan and write a full chapter? Do you decide when to end the chapter beforehand or is it by feeling? Do you start your stories with an end in mind? Any advice for action scenes? How much of myself should I sink into the mind of the character when writing, because that sounds like a slippery mental slope there haha! Where did you learn to write this good?

Sorry if this is too big or too inconvenient of an ask, I just really want to know how you do it because it’s so amazing and inspiring to read your work!

Thank you so much! No worries, I will try my best to break it down into your questions and hopefully get you some quick answers:

How long do you take to plan and write a full chapter? I usually top out at 4-7k for most chapters, depending on the fic. It takes me about 15-20 minutes for a bullet point outline I like, and then about 3-4 hours to fully write it out. But longer chapters or trickier plots usually have me spending more time in the bullet point outline phase.

Do you decide when to end the chapter beforehand or is it by feeling? Usually I end where I think is a good spot for now, once a POV ends but before something big happens. That's why I'm not married to a final wordcount, just because a final section could run long or short. I always think of the advice -- if you can't think of your next line, either your last line needs to be rewritten, or that's the end of the entire chapter/section.

Do you start your stories with an end in mind? Usually! At least, an end result. But not an exact ending down to the specific actions/dialogue, since otherwise I'd go insane trying to make it happen. I give myself a "goalpost" and everything in between me and the goalpost is fair game as long as we end up approximately where I planned.

Any advice for action scenes? Watch the John Wick movies. Seriously! There's some great hand to hand and gun scenes in those movies, with blocking that helps you slow it down and think it through. Keep the tension high, or ramping up, if possible. Action is exhausting! I always ask myself to imagine doing [action scene] and break it down from there.

How much of myself should I sink into the mind of the character when writing? As far as you can, comfortably. If it helps the story. Sometimes sinking too deep doesn't get you anywhere. I think the bigger thing for me is not writing one character when I'm in the mindset of another. That just ends up with weird dialogue and descriptions.

Where did you learn to write this good? It's very kind of you to say so. I've been writing fic for a while now. I would say it's just a ton of practice. My early fic was not great, and I can see marked improvements in my writing even in the last year.

I think my best advice overall is to write what makes you so excited, you can barely wait to get it on paper. Talk the idea out with some friends or a discord channel. Think about all the fun ways you could play with the plot or characters. Ask yourself all those delicious "what if" questions!

I am a big fan of loose/barely-there outlines and kind of just letting the writing take the lead, but that's not how everyone works. So a lot of my advice is about feeling things out, and if that doesn't work for you that's okay! Some people need every single arc planned out before they start. The only way you'll know is if you start writing and do some trial and error.

[nuefass]

Heyyy I’ve been lurking here for a while, I just wanted to say I ADORE your Soundwave and Starscream, especially when they’re the subs it’s amazing! Also your art style is so yummy! But anyways I just wanted to check in as another lurker, like I’m some raccoon who comes around frequently enough that you wanna make sure he eats and check on him. ^w^ (*´꒳`*)

Tbh I feel like there’s room for improvement with my Soundwave. Every time I draw him he looks REALLY off to me. I feel like there’s absolutely nothing I get right about Soundwave. He’s a tricky fella.

But thank you! 🥰 I gotta draw more Soundwave.

[saytrrose]

Can we see More about your racing AU please?

Looks so amazing and i love It so much

I do suppose I could share the character design line up!

I really just need to finish designing all the go karts, (atleast most are done!) and then I can make proper cards for them and really get into the written details.

To be honest it’s a little hard to just ramble about info and details without specific questions to go off of, so I’ll try my best hhh

for starters, the tent? Not a tent!

It’s actually a stadium, the amazing digital race!

And rooms? Sort of tweaked, they are more like each character owns a personal garage, a large open space where they store their vehicles and then have a loft above that showcases their cozy safe havens. Bed, entertainment, basically a small room in a much larger one.

I haven’t revealed Ragatha, Zooble or Gangles karts yet but I’ll go ahead and just talk about all of them!

Caine:

Caine has a motorcycle, specifically one inspired off of the motorcycle I’m saving up for this summer, a Kawasaki Eliminator. It’s a cruiser, I’m thinking he has a 600cc model but considering Bubble is his right hand man and operates as the races pit crew- he’s definitely tinkered with Caines bike, making adjustments and improving the engine. God only knows what the little psycho did, but it’s a damn good bike that’s not supposed to rev as loud as it does.

Pomni:

Her kart is inspired off a Volkswagen Beetle, seemed very VERY Pomni to me. Her car mimics her outfit design a lot, I might do some color changes to be honest but it will be super minimal, it’ll be final when the cards are done! She definitely stops at the pit the most often despite her placement in a race, are my tires okay?? Do I need my oil?? I know you just filled it but it went down- is anything damaged?? Sweetie you did one lap..

Jax:

Jesus Christ he has a giant supercharger on the hood of his car, and he is absolutely one of those annoying mfs that reva their engine OBNOXIOUSLY loud all the time like he’s super cool. If you’re wondering who most of the skid marks on the track are from, that’s also Jax. Hes the best as drifting, and he loves to show that off. His car isn’t based too much on an actual vehicle?? I stared at Mario karts and pieced it together, but also gave it a very sports car look, the wing on the back fr fr I think Jax would dig that.

Kinger:

OHHSOSK I was so creative with his little wagon,,, it’s castle shaped!! And the best part? Operates like a rocket. In the back past the battlement (the crown looking thing you see atop castle pillars) ARE GIANT exhaust pipes and yes, they do spit fire !! Operates like a rocket. It’s very cool! (Also he has a great muffler because unlike Jax he’s considerate of others hearing 💔) Oh also, he has one of those silly horns, I forgot how to describe it but you can just look at how I drew it on his kart and you’ll know heheh!

Zooble:

Our second motorcyclist, owns a trike! If you don’t know what that is, picture a bike with training wheels but super badass. 3 wheels! It’s inspired off the Harley Davidson freewheeler, I like that design a lot but it’s def not actually a Harley because istg when you buy those bikes your just paying for the fancy name brand- expect it to be in the shop all the time, smh not good- BUT ANYWAY!! The looks are inspired off it though and I can’t wait for this one because it’s just as crazy kooky as Zoobles design is.

Gangle:

Her kart is based on my favorite car, classic style but not too cool because you can bet she has anime stickers on the back and a decal that says “please let me merge before I start crying.” It’s similar to a karmann ghia convertible, 1963. Cherry red (so so pretty) She always has the top down, unless competing because damn you gotta go fast. That car itself is really slow, top speed normally is 68mph, however people have modified them enough to get up to 120mph. Thats still pretty slow compared to others, but her kart only reflects the appearance of the ghia! It’s much faster and I assume Bubble works on all their vehicles if asked to.

Lastly, Ragatha:

Our 3rd motorcyclist. 4 Karts, 3 cyclists. Her bike is a futuristic style, if you want a good idea then look up “icare bike”! Not so much a straight forward posture, she leans over ofc, you’ll likely get the idea when you see her bike. I’ll be honest, I haven’t gotten too into her design yet because I haven’t started drawing but!! Dark blue leds,, everywhere yes yes so cool ❤️

Sorry that’s so much 😭 but yeah! Just need to finish 3 kart designs for you guys and I can make official ref cards 👀

[angeldrawsstuffs]

Just finished up Dreamzzz S3, and, here’s my initial closing thoughts:

I enjoyed this season, but I do personally find it weaker than S2 (and even some bits of S1) because I didn’t really feel like it had the same emotional heart as the previous two seasons. I’m aware that’s likely due to one of the writers/producers being fired (which still SUCKS), but the season did suffer for it. The character arcs felt disjointed and we definitely needed more breathing room, especially in P2. It was very fast paced and unfortunately the characters couldn’t keep up imo. Like, the José/D-Shock reveal for Mateo and Izzie didn’t have enough time dedicated to it, especially with Izzie since she was already betrayed once this season. Some of the creative decisions (like the robot fight club) also just felt a bit bizzare and took me out a bit. The villains felt very underwhelming and underdeveloped compared to previous seasons, and that disappointed me because one of Dreamzzz’s strong points has always been its villains. One last negative is that I absolutely do NOT like that Claudius saved the day and got a happy ending. He did NOT deserve that, it should’ve been Beau to fix the pipes. The finale itself also just felt underwhelming to me.

Ok time for the positives- obviously, with Wildbrain at the helm this time, the season was GORGEOUS. The animation was spectacular and the fight choreography had some major upgrades. With a few minor gripes (still don’t love Izziems look), the character designs were stellar as always. This season was also probably the funniest we’ve had by far, and that’s saying something because S1 and S2 were hilarious. The physical comedy especially improved this season and I’ve GOTTA commend the team behind this show for doing the impossible and making pop culture references WORK. Major props to them for that one. Lunia’s backstory and the worldbuilding surrounding it was obviously wonderful (definitely looking forward to more of The Undreamt). Mrs. Castillo being Lunia was something I TOTALLY CALLED BTW- but aside from that her personality was just DELIGHTFUL after the reveal. She was absolutely unhinged in the best of ways and ready to choose violence and I love that for her. Astrid joining the main crew was of course amazing, and I like that we actually got to see the Berlin Bureau. Her and Logan were adorable as always. The new characters (with some exceptions) introduced were delightful, especially Scarlet. I love Scarlet.

I’ll probably think of more later, but that’s all I got for now! I’m sure a lot of this is personal taste and me not really liking the faster pacing this season decided to go with, but please reblog with your thoughts! I wanna hear other takes!

[bitthisweekend]

Gojo and Aizawa Fucking the udder shit out of you

Warnings: Overstim, 2 doms/1 sub, oral (f &m receiving & giving), pure uncut smut😁

MDNI 🔞 (your welcome sinners😉🤫)

You absolutely have no idea how or what got you in this situation but as you’re desperately grasping for the desk and sanity, these two godly men are having turns fucking you into oblivion.

You were aimlessly talking to Itadori and Deku, at an exchange event, about the best strategies taking down villains and exercising curses. When these two ask to talk to you… privately. One thing led to another, and here you are Japan’s strongest sorcerer eating you out while you sucking class 1A’s home room teacher’s cock like a lollipop.

“Oh my god she tastes so good” Gojo says, coming up for air, shortly before going back to eating you out. “ You keep that up” Aizawa groans as you moan and whine around his length as you cum again just from Gojo licking your sensitive clit, “Imma cum all the way down that pretty throat of yours, kitty cat.” Aizawa grabs a handful of your hair starts forcing you back and forth on his cock, meanwhile Gojo is beginning to get restlessly horny just from the sight of you spread out in front of him. So in retaliation, he says “Get ready, baby” as he slowly pumps his cock in his hand a few times before teasing your entrance with his tip “because I’m not holding back any more.”

With a final shove, Gojo’s cock was in and Aizawa was immediately cumming down your throat, due to you screaming on his cock, and jealous, “Gojo” he says through gritted teeth “put her on her side and you Fuchs her pussy and I fuck her ass.”

“sure” was all you heard before being flipped on your side and fucked relentlessly by the two senseis and you knew damn well that weren’t walking out of this period. As they both abused your holes all you could was moan for the pleasure, whine from overstimulation, and mumble nonsense and say their names while panting. In all and all, this is normal, but what caught you off guard was that they were working together to fuck you up. It was until Gojo said “ She’s clamping down for me” that you knew you fucked up…..

“N-n-o — nnghh— it’s me. Right ki-t—Ty” Aizawa moans struggling to keep it together. Thru their arguing and interrupting moans, they both buckle their hips and are praising you for doing an “amazing job” and not passing out

(AN: this my first ever smut. So please show me where I need improvement in writing and stay horny sinners😏)

[consumeroflemoans]

For the character break down since he's been in the public conscience, Sunday? Also Aventurine so we have the classic?

I DIDNT SEE THIS ASK OMG

Sunday

- How I feel about him?

Augh I love love love his character so much. He’s such a fascinating exploration of the trauma and grooming that can sometimes come from religious institutions. He’s a deeply flawed person that I just want to see improve

- Who do I ship with him?

Stellar question to ask the multishipper I have a few

Sunheng - This most recent quest really opened my eyes to this ship. Dan Heng and Sunday have parallel plots of redemption. They both have been made criminals in their own homes after doing something they believed was right. Dan Heng is further along in his character arc, so he could potentially help Sunday with his own development, helping him find his own purpose. Also they’re on the Astral Express together now (:

Sunturine - These absolute divas. The conversation between Order Sunday and Aventurine had my toxic yaoi bells ringing. I’ve talked about this before, but they are amazing foils for each other. Sunday is lowkey obsessed with Aventurine’s surface level frivolity, it was even mentioned in his argument against himself. The dynamic of the (metaphorical) straight man x the frivalous flirt is so fun. Also “It’s Sunday, the most handsome man in Penacony” plays in my head constantly.

Sunday x Caelus/Stelle - Now I don’t ship the Trailblazer with a lot of people, but this is one situation where I think it would work. Penacony was supposed to be a vacation for them and it turned into arguably one of the most traumatic experiences of their life. The dynamic between a villain searching for redemption and the one that defeated them in the first place is really fun to explore and I think there could be good angst.

- Non-romantic OTP?

Oh my god Sunday and Robin. Their sibling dynamic brings me life and the newest quest nearly made me cry. Sunday has been so dependent on Robin acting as the light in his life and he’s finally recognizing that he needs to secure his own independence. They love each other so much I hope they see each other again

- Unpopular opinion?

I’ve touched on this before but I don’t think Sunday has changed all that much yet. I’ve seen a bit of discourse surrounding the farewell quest because it’s frankly confusing at times. This quest wasn’t about him becoming a whole new person, it’s about him finally accepting that he can’t change the past. He can only move forward and work to improve himself

- One thing I wish would happen/had happened

Please please hoyoverse I am on my knees give Sunday more interactions with the Astral Express crew. I’m well aware he’s only a passenger but he could have so many interesting conversations with them. I was really hoping the room event had Sunday included. It makes sense why he isn’t but I’m still kind of sad

Aventurine

- How I feel about him?

Obsessed with this character. He’s my husband. He’s my darling little boy. He kicked off the growing trend of us really getting to see the plot from character’s perspectives and I think they did a phenomenal job exploring his trauma.

- Who do I ship with him?

*clears throat* Dr. Veritas Ratio. *the crowd goes wild*

I do think they have a fun dynamic. Once again the straight man character plays well off Aventurine gambling on everything. It’s also nice to see a character that genuinely cares. Someone who can say, no, stop, this is actively harming you. Ratio also doesn’t say that in the most polite way, but I think it makes them fun.

Also Sunturine again (:

- Non-romantic OTP?

Aventurine and Topaz! I really like to think of them as best friends. They’re lowkey bad influences on each other, but they work well together. There’s a lot of fun concepts for workplace shenanigans also with them working together as Stonehearts.

- Unpopular opinion?

I don’t think it’s an unpopular opinion but tbh I’ve seen a lot of people mischaracterize Aventurine as being incredibly reckless. His entire theming is based around gambling but he’s actually an extremely calculating character. He had an intricate plan on Penacony with multiple backup plans to fall back on. He’s very smart with his plans and knows how to make things go his way. That’s why he’s good at what he does.

- One thing I wish would happen/had happened

Proper Aventurine/Boothill team up when. I need to see them take down the IPC together. They’ve both lost their homes, their families, and their autonomy to them. I need this for my soul