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ridiasfangirlings · 2 months

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How to buy K merch in the Year 2024

I got several asks about this so rather than do each individually, I’ve decided to just make one big How to Buy K Merch in the Year 2024 post. I’m going to skip over the more obvious western sites like eBay and focus more on Japanese sites here. Because there hasn’t been much new K merch in some time keep in mind that most of what you will be looking for is secondhand, which means availability will vary.

Shopping Services

For some of these sites you will need a shopping service, so we’ll start there. This is by no means a comprehensive list of available shopping services, just ones I’ve used and liked.

FromJapan - This one is very straightforward — copy and paste the url of the item you want into their search bar. For anything in certain sites like Rakuten this will pull up a page that will give you the item and its price in your currency and you can just click add to cart. For other sites you may need to request a price quote, there’s a small form to fill out and they’ll get back to you on if they can order it. Timing depends on when you make the request. The nice thing about FromJapan is they will hold items for you for 45 days, so you can collect multiple purchases from multiple sites over time and have them all shipped at once. The bad side is that after 45 days they will discard your items, so keep an eye on when your oldest item arrived (you can see how long it’s been at their warehouse on your account page, and they will email you as the deadline gets close too).

Treasure Japan - Treasure Japan is a much smaller service than the others on this list but also the one I’ve used the longest. Being a smaller service means they tend to be more able to purchase items that might have seller restrictions, particularly from places like Mercari. Some listings when pasted into other shopping service sites will have a ‘cannot purchase from this seller’ warning, because some sellers don’t want to deal with shopping services. I haven’t had much trouble with this merchandise-wise, but when I’ve run into it with j-fashion Treasure Japan has been able to order when the bigger services couldn’t. Their site is set up so you will input different sites in different sections, there’s one for auction, one for ‘flea market’ (this will be places like Mercari) and one for shopping sites.

Buyee/Tenso - Buyee is a shopping service, Tenso is a forwarding service. They’re owned by the same parent company but are separate sites and you’ll need a separate account for each. Buyee is directly integrated with some sites like Mercari and Yahoo Japan, you can put in the url into their search bar and get a listing that you can buy immediately. Like FromJapan, any sites outside of the ones they’re integrated into will require you to request a quote (I found this more difficult with Buyee than FromJapan, personally) and they will sometimes be unable to purchase items. They will hold your items for 30 days at no charge, and you can request to consolidate packages for shipping.

Tenso, as I said above, is a forwarding service and somewhat more complicated. Basically when you sign up they will give you a Japanese address (presumably one of their warehouses) and you can then buy directly from Japanese websites, inputting the address you were given in the address field and paying with your own credit card. The items will be shipped to Tenso and from there you can have them sent to you. Obviously this is more complicated than a shopping service. I’ve used it mainly for things that didn’t involve an item being shipped (this is how I signed up for Fan Clan back in the day, for example, though my lottery goods were sent via Tenso too) or sites that require you to sign up to purchase from. I wouldn’t recommend it for any marketplace type site unless you’re fluent in Japanese, since sellers on those sites may try to communicate with you.

Stores

AmiAmi (no shopping service needed) - AmiAmi is mainly for new goods but I’ll mention it here anyway, in case K ever gets more merch. AmiAmi usually sells out on preorders, you place your order and they will let you know when the item arrives. You pay at that time. They do sometimes get used merch though so you can keep an eye out there, sometimes there will be decent deals on items that only have small flaws like the box being damaged.

Amazon Japan (may or may not need a shopping service) - Did you know overseas people can buy from Amazon Japan? You do now! You will need to make a new account, even if you have an Amazon account in your country. Whether you need a shopping service or not depends on the item. Anything sold directly by the company will likely not need a shopping service — the majority of my K manga and the stage plays were all bought directly from here, and when I was supplying raws for Countdown and LSW I was buying the magazines from here as well (I’ve also used it for Pokémon plushies and sewing books). If the item is being sold by a third party seller though you will likely need a shopping service. The site will tell you when you try to check out.

Surugaya EN (no shopping service required)/ Surugaya JP (shopping service required) - This is a secondhand shop and a great place to find merch. The main difference between the English site and the Japanese one is that the Japanese site has a larger selection (particularly doujinshi, and even more particularly spicy doujinshi). The English site periodically has free shipping sales so keep an eye out. Surugaya also has physical stores and will sometimes share merch between the store and the site so keep that in mind too, I have had items canceled before because they sold out in store and the listing hadn’t been updated yet.

Mandarake (no shopping service needed) - Another secondhand shop similar to Surugaya. I have not actually purchased from them myself and am not fond of their interface but I know people who have bought things from here. Like Surugaya they share stock with physical stores so something you want can sell out even after you’ve purchased.

Lashinbang (shoppng service required) - More secondhand shops. Lashinbang is rather small though so they don't always have much stuff, at least not for K.

CDJapan (no shopping service needed) - This is also better for new merch than secondhand but still worth a mention. I’ve found their prices tend to be worse than a lot of other stores though, this is more of a last resort for me.

Otaku Republic/Goods Republic (no shopping service needed) - Otaku sells doujinshi, Goods sells merch. The main draw is that these two are easy to search if you’re uncomfortable dealing with Japanese sites. I haven’t used them in quite a while but when I was buying from them they would send me free gifts with every purchase (my S4 cup came from them, as well as a bunch of clear file folders that I didn’t take pictures of because they’re being used as sewing pattern storage right now). The main downside is that while shipping is free over $50 they massively mark up the base prices to make up for it. I eventually stopped using this site because the shopping service was cheaper even with shipping and fees, you are paying for convenience. A lot of their ‘inventory’ is just listings from other sites including Surugaya, so check there first.

GoraShop (shopping service required) - This is Gora’s direct bookshop! They only have the season novelizations and Idol K books right now, as well as some Ayaka stuff.

Kinkurido (shopping service required) - This is the King Amusement Creative shop. All Memories was sold through this shop but is currently sold out, if they ever restock Gora will likely announce it on their Twitter. They do have some other small K goods available, including some CDs and artbooks (and Sarumi body pillows).

Marketplaces

Mercari Japan (Shopping service needed) - If you’ve ever used the English version of Mercari, here it is again but Japanese edition. You can find a lot of good used pieces here but prices are set by the individual seller so be wary of overpaying the first thing you find. Be sure to use a translator to look at the description in case you're buying a damaged item. Sometimes shopping services can try to negotiate the prices if you ask.

Yahoo Japan Auctions (shopping service needed) - Similarly as above, if you’re familiar with eBay this is fundamentally the same thing. Some shopping services will allow you to place last minute ‘sniper’ bids, and most will let you set a maximum bid and keep bidding on your behalf until that max is reached.

Shopping tips and things to know

The good news about buying from Japan right now: the yen is weak, so you can get deals! In the US, anyway. This may depend on your country so if you’re unsure on the exchange rate you can google “[your country’s currency] to yen exchange rate” and it should give you an approximate.

The bad news: shipping is killer. Keep that in mind, especially if you’re buying heavy items like bags or shoes (yes, K has those, there are several SuperGroupies collabs. If you want a S4 purse or Yata Misaki shoes keep in mind you will probably be paying through the nose for shipping). For the European types, you may have additional taxes too so be aware of your country’s import laws. Ditto when it comes to customs. For my fellow Americans, I have never had a customs issue even when buying fairly pricey dresses so you’re probably okay on that end but I can’t speak for other countries.

Character tax is real. Basically, more popular characters will likely have more expensive merch because there’s more demand — for example, Fushimi and Yata merch tends to be more expensive than, say, Silvers merch. Keychains and pins are usually cheaper than larger items like figures and standees either way though.

Most of the Japanese sites will need to be searched in Japanese. For character names, I suggest going to the K wiki and grabbing your favorite character’s name in kanji and using that to search. For pairings, while marketplace sites like Mercari may have listings under the pairing name sites like Suruga will use the two individual character names so you’ll want to search under that. If your browser doesn’t have an add on to translate that’s very helpful to grab in order to make your experience easier. For K itself, in general this is really the downside of having a favorite series with a one letter title. However, using ‘Missing Kings,’ ‘Return of Kings’ or ‘Seven Stories’ can be helpful here but will likely mostly turn up merch made for that specific season/movie.

If you want to look up something specific like a plush but don't know the Japanese word for it, Jisho can be helpful. Look up the kanji for the word you want and then copy-paste into your search. The downside is sometimes there are multiple words for the same thing or a word may be in kanji but people use the hiragana more often and you won't know, but it should get you on the right path to start.

On buying spicier goods: most shopping services have it in their terms that they will not buy adult items. In practice, however, this depends. I've had FromJapan refuse to buy perfectly tame G-rated doujinshi. Treasure Japan has in their terms that they won't ship adult items but like 70% of my doujinshi collection was purchased through them, with an R18 Sarumi book purchased as recently as last year. I've heard Buyee also states that they won't ship adult items but it's hit or miss if they turn down your order, and if you buy directly using Tenso they likely won't even open your package. Keep your country's laws regarding importing in mind, especially if you think customs might be likely to poke around in your package. Don't get in legal trouble just for spicy drawings.

Buying secondhand is a marathon, not a sprint. Sometimes it takes a while for what you want to show up, so just keep looking! When I was collecting my nui set I literally bookmarked the search for “K ぬい” (nui) on Mercari and checked every day or so, which may be more obsessive than you want but it does get the job done (I was molded in the merch search mines of trying to find lolita dresses that haven’t been sold for 10 years, so I’m used to this kind of thing). If you keep looking you may even find things you didn't know you needed, like this Sarumi bedsheet I forgot to add into my collection post.

Happy hunting!

#k project #Talking K #helpful guides #there are other stores I may have forgotten but this is most of what I use #if anyone has alternate sites feel free to put those in the comments #the good news is since K is less popular now the merch tends to be cheaper but the bad news is it's harder to find #you just have to keep looking #I can't believe I forgot my Sarumi bedsheet #it's because this is an older picture I'm not using it right now

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seeminglydark · 26 days

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1. would caro and john be into the tv show, the x-files? would they buy tapes of the episodes and talk about their own conspiracies and guess about the outcomes of the episodes.

2. also your comic has help peak my interest for the supernatural and conspiracy theories. what are some stories or theories that you’ve learned about that you have found the most interesting? and were you a believer before starting your comics or has your interest grown as you’ve continued with your comics.

3.lastly, i’m trying to buy more secondhand items and become the diy punk that i’ve aspired to be since high school (too afraid since i was a closeted trans man and living with an unaccepting family), any tips?

i, like john, try to stay away from modern tech as much as i can. i’m able to stay off my phone for the most part and rarely use my computer but i’ve been looking around and audiobooks on cassette are kinda expensive around me so i like to narrate book as i read them in paperback. i was wondering if canonically john uses resources such as the library and what his favorite books and movies are. i love horror and am just now getting into sci-fi and i love watching movies on my vcr + tv combo and i sometimes use a blu-ray player for more rare or expensive (at least in vhs format) movies.

sorry for the long winded paragraph, i’m unfortunately unable to escape my strict household (despite being an adult) until i find a job and am able to save every cent. i also tend to isolate myself so i have no friends to help me out. sorry to vent to you about this but i just wanted to end this by saying your comic and characters inspire me and give me hope that i’ll be okay once i’m free.

YES. John is obsessed with x-files. every once in a while you can see he has the iconic 'i want to believe' poster in his younger years on his walls. He still has it as an adult. both caro and john like watching those together, they also enjoy the twilight zone, charmed, Buffy (they they agree the corny movie from '92 is the best) and those old Bruce Campbell shows noones heard of, re: Brisco County Jr. I think as kids they theorize, and as adults they talk about everything everyone gets wrong, now that they know how these things really work. John can always guess WhoDunnit.

Ive always been interested in the idea of the supernatural. im a big skeptic though, ill be honest there, even though ive had many 'experiences' myself. i kinda like the idea of the unbelievable. definitely making the comics has peaked my interest in things i wasn't too keenly aware of before, like cryptids. im fascinated by the concept of Missing 411, and missing people who reappear somewhere else, but Liminal Spaces hold my heart specifically. ive always been keenly aware of the off feeling in those places before i even knew what that meant. i love scouring the internet for images of things like abandoned hotels that give me a weird kind of uneasy, most of the things people tag as Liminal aren't really that, so its a scavenger hunt to find something that fits my idea of it. coming up with the lore of my stories has been an adventure. my interest has definitely grown, more in places and phenomenon than in ghosts specifically.

there are so mnay things you can do to diy punk stuff, in my opinion thats the best and most rewarding way. it sounds to me that you need to start small and slow for your safety, so let me reassure you right here anon, that punk is a set of ideals, and not just fashion. youre still punk no matter what youre wearing. a jacket or vest is always a good place to start, you can literally buy ANYTHING at the thift store that strikes your fancy. this is a canvas you will be adding too for as long as its yours. once you have your canvas, its time to create, and there is literally no wrong way to do this. you can use paint markers, embroidery, bleach, ect. dont have money for spikes and studs? you can use soda can tabs and bend them, metal lighter caps, hell even staples and safety pins always look cool. you can make your own badges by bending metal soda or beer caps around a soda tab with a safety pin through it and then paint whatever you want on the cap. dental floss is what you usually see when punks have the white stitching on their pants and jackets, its durable and doesn't break, since crust and gutter punks need tough clothes that last. if you're worried about your family, i would personalize it first in small secret ways that are just for you, such as a message beneath your collar as seen here on my friends jacket. and here, and here! he hides patches on the inside as well! Im including a pic of john hiding a patch on caros varsity jacket as well. i will post my jackets one day, my camera is broken but i figured id share his since he hides things more than i do!

John absolutely uses the library, its a fantastic resource for SO many things, depending on where you're located. He would also probably use a digital reader later, because many of them you can get library cards on and borrow books that way. he is not a strong reader so he mostly reads books that may be under his age level, like goosebumps, but who cares, do what you enjoy. movie wise hes very obsessed with cosmic horror (hence the UFO tattoo) his favorites are Alien, The Thing, Killer Klowns from Outer Space and the Blob from the 80s. both he and Caro love the original Evil Dead franchise, horror comedy like American Werewolf in London, lost boys, etc.

Thank you, Anon, for the long winded paragraph. You asked some really fun questions for me to answer, i love nothing more than to talk about my characters, it was a really nice little break from editing a new podcast episode. I am so so sorry about your situation, and i am sending you all the best and all the love and strength that you can come out of this free and on the other side and live as yourself. If my comics and characters stories can provide a tiny bit of hope that its going to be ok, than ive succeeded at what i set out to do. wishing you all the best. and look into your library, they may have resources to help you with this as well.

#rj rambles #ask me things #punk stuff #diy #horror things #supernatural things #anon

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fritextramole · 3 months

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in their secondhand smoke

part 1 of an Eric van der Woodsen playlist - best heard in order

tracklist and quotes under the cut

If I Go, I’m Goin ~ Gregory Alan Isakov

This house, she's quite the talker She creaks and moans, she keeps me up And the photographs know I'm a liar

Sweet Hibiscus Tea ~ Penelope Scott

And I am not your protagonist, I'm not even my own

right where you left me ~ Taylor Swift

Trends change, rumors fly through new skies But I'm right where you left me

If You Know That I’m Lonely ~ FUR

Maybe it stays as it's always been Hazy and they see what we can't see Please let me know if you want me around And I'll try my hardest to be good

Matador ~ Minta & The Brook Trout

Go out of your way Or fake it through another day Everything is real Make your peace with whatever you feel The unwilling coalition of characters crowding your thoughts Make too much noise And way too little sense

Everybody Dies ~ Billie Eilish

Everybody dies, surprise, surprise We tell each other lies, sometimes, we try To make it feel like we might be right We might not be alone

feelings are fatal ~ mxmtoon

I'm always sad and I'm always lonely But I can't tell you that I'm breaking slowly Closed doors, locked in, no keys Keeping my feelings hidden, there is no ease I need it to stop and I want to be able to open up

6/10 ~ dodie

I know that you don't want me here I know that you don't want me here I know that you don't want me here I know that you don't want me here I know that you don't want me here Oh I'll just call a taxi (I know that you don't want me here)

Self Care ~ Penelope Scott

Do drugs, have sex, tell your deepest darkest secrets to your friends Post cringe, buy guns, are you done yet? Fuck, not enough, cry a river, smash a cup But it's never ever gonna be enough For the people in the back row, but you still choose to listen Knowing damn well it's really not their decision

Soda ~ Nothing But Thieves

I'm an exception It's hard to accept Because I try to be happy But then I forget

Goodbye Rocketship ~ Maya Hawke

I forgive you, and I thank you, you know all the reasons why I'm sorry and I love you, all we can do is try

Guiltless ~ dodie

You opened a door that a kid shouldn't walk through Oh, but I’m not bitter, I'm just tired No use getting angry at the way that you're wired

xanny ~ Billie Eilish

What is it about them? I must be missing something They just keep doing nothing Too intoxicated to be scared Better off without them They're nothing but unstable

Andromeda ~ Weyes Blood

Lift the heart from the depths it's fallen to We all want something new But can't seem to follow through Something's better than nothing Or so that I thought

Memories Can’t Wait ~ Talking Heads

There's a party up there all the time And they'll party 'til they drop

After Hours ~ The Velvet Underground

Dark party bars, shiny Cadillac cars And the people on subways and trains Looking gray in the rain as they stand disarrayed Oh, but people look well in the dark

They / Them / Theirs ~ Worriers

What if I don’t want something that applies to me? What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything, anything?

Gone for Good ~ Matt Berry

After a whole night of hell Could be night, who could tell? I realize no matter what I display It turns to shit and ends up just the same way

Shine ~ Collective Soul

Love is in the water, love is in the air Show me where to look, tell me, will love be there?

IDK You Yet ~ Alexander 23

How can you miss someone you've never met? 'Cause I need you now but I don't know you yet But can you find me soon because I'm in my head?

Dear Someone ~ Gillian Welch

Hurry and take me straight into the arms Of my dear someone

Comfort Crowd ~ Conan Gray

I just needed company now Yeah, I just needed someone around Yeah, I don't care what song that we play Or mess that we make Just company now

Home ~ Cavetown

Often, I am upset That I cannot fall in love, but I guess This avoids the stress of falling out of it

Storm Cellar Heart ~ Mutual Benefit

Taking shelter To wait out this inclement weather And when you hold me It's so much better

Soft Place to Land ~ Sam Beam, Jesca Hoop

If you're looking for a soft place to land The calm of a steady hand An unconditional friend If you need to take a moment to catch your breath Come in before you catch your death You don't have to pass a test to come home

#gg #ggplaylists #eric van der woodsen #gossip girl #source: senamarais #tw suicide #not explicitly but it's what we're talking about here

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blackbackedjackal · 1 year

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Hello I’m not sure if I’m allowed to ask questions on here, im very sorry if im not. Im curious about the most ethical way to obtain bones. I live in Canada but I live in the city i’m able to go into the woods but I’m not sure if that would be ok in respects to the animal. If that is not ok would it be ok to Buy from sellers on Etsy. I want to be as respectful as I can to the animals and people around me.

The ethics of collecting animal remains are ever changing the more I learn about how animals dispatched and how certain species are sourced. The most ethical way to collect is really what you find to align with your personal ethics. Aside from collecting remains illegally or in ways that would intentionally cause excessive harm the animal or species, it's moreso up to you as an individual to figure out what feels right for you.

Like personally, I like to either source things myself by finding remains out in nature (when I find things in nature I tend to only collect one part and leave the rest) or locally from hunters/trappers/farmers/butchers/etc. Everything else is either from another taxidermist/hunter/trapper/farmer/etc. I have a good relationship with and is willing to tell me how the animal was sourced and dispatched so can pass that information onto my clients. And even then I have my own personal limits. Like I will not work on animals with excessive trap damage or anything that was snared (as that falls into the intentional excessive harm thing for me). I also don't consider roadkill an ethical source as I've worked on many animals that I could tell were alive long after they were hit. Accidental death like roadkill doesn't mean the animal didn't suffer, but it also doesn't mean it's unethical to work on the remains because it's (usually) not intentional. I seldom know the sources for anything bought secondhand online or in shops, and I can't always discern what happened to the animal. However, you can infer it based on the species or the way the remains were processed, which is another way for you to pick and choose the kinds of remains you feel comfortable collecting.

Many sellers use the term "ethically sourced" but because of what species the animal is or where it's from, it's not possible to obtain remains from that animal without the animal or species being excessively harmed (bats and arctic blue foxes are a good example of this). Don't trust what a seller says in the listing unless they're willing to provide you with more information or are a recommended seller within the community. I'm always happy to discuss my sources with my clients so that they can decide if buying that particular item is right for them, and accommodate people's requests. Honesty is the best policy imo.

There are pleanty of people in this community who actively lie about how and where they sourced their remains and then turn around and shit on people who are open and honest about it. Like certain ways of sourcing are not inherently bad (hunting/trapping/etc.) because it's case by case. But buying animal remains, whether they fit the general definition of ethical or not, and lying about it to potential clients? That's kinda fucked up ngl.

My suggestion is to do research on how certain animals are commonly sourced and go from there. Collect in a way that feels comfortable for you, and allow yourself to shift that perspective the more you learn. The way I was collecting 10 years ago is different then how I would collect today. Certain specimens I have now I wouldn't have gotten had I known more/had more context at the time. I just know that regardless of how the animals were dispatched that I respect the remains I have and try to give back by using them for education when possible.

#ask

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hertzwritings · 2 years

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Sit still, look pretty

A/N: Listen, I cannot stay on my pretty, fluffy branch for long; I am nothing but a horny monster, who manages to come up with some dangerous ideas. Whoops. It’s only because I am surrounded by likeminded horn-dogs, who are more than willing to give me WONDERFUL ideas (I’m looking at you @buckyshattergirl and @staysluttymyfriends97), which fuels a MIGHTY need. Hope y’all enjoy it!

You can have a personalized drabble, one-shot or multichapter fic by buying me a coffee here – no matter what you want, your name, looks, anything, let me know and I’ll write it!

Remember, feedback feeds the soul and my requests – and askbox – are always open – there’s no limits, because I am me and I have none.

Love y’all!

MASTERLIST

ASK ME ANYTHING/REQUESTS

Pairing: Henry Cavill x female reader

Warnings: language, secondhand embarrassment, smut (minors DNI), slight edging, dirty talk, dom!Henry, semi-public sex, unprotected sex, p in v, more dirty talk, light spanking, praise-kink, slight daddy-kink, semi-degradation-kink, age gap (reader is in her 20’s Henry is 38), spitting and probably something else, honestly, at this point just think of all the warnings you need and they’re probably in here

Wordcount: 5.321 (sorry not sorry)

Sit still, look pretty

You put a finishing touch to your story before hitting post – another day gone by, another wild smut. You had to get your fix somewhere, and you had way too many ideas at any rate; it seemed as though you weren’t the only one who enjoyed a little filth on such a lovely afternoon – especially when the smut in question revolved around a very handsome, British actor with a set of very blue eyes. You turned your focus away from your computer to answer the phone.

“Hello, Y/N speaking.” “Hi, it’s Kim.” You frowned. It was rare that you had contact to your boss through anything other than email – that was one of the perks of working at a multi-media company, where all you had to do was write reviews and articles about movies and tv; not a lot of actual talking. “Hi, everything okay?” You asked, slightly nervous that you were about to get fired.

“Oh, yeah, everything is fine.” Silence fell for a heartbeat. “So, you’re a pretty big Witcher-fan, right?” You swiveled in your chair, frowning a little. “Uh… Yes. Well, if I’m honest, I like pretty much everything Henry Cavill is in.” you said with a small laugh. “Good, good, great.” You frowned again. “That was just about two times too many for something good. What’s going on?” He sighed into the phone. “See, we’ve gotten a pretty big break. This might move us way ahead of the competition.” “Okay?” You were beginning to get nervous. “So… Someone saw your review of The Witcher.” You swallowed thickly. “Oh…Kay?” “And they have offered us a chance to interview Henry Cavill. In two days.” You felt cold and hot at the same time, not truly comprehending what the hell your boss was saying. “They’d love for you to do the interview, seeing as you have such a vast knowledge of his previous roles.” Oh, shit. No. No way. There was no way, you were going to be able to sit in the same room as him, smelling his cologne and keeping your cool, knowing all the shit you’d written about him. There was no way. “Would you be up for it? It’s a giant chance, both for the company, but also for you to get your name out there.” “I mean, it is, but I… Uh…” You didn’t know what to say. “We’ll have the questions written for you, you can ad lip if you want, but all you have to do is show up. We’ll get everything set up, but you’re the best and they want the best.” “Can’t Casper take it? He’s a fan as well.” “They want you.” Oh, holy shit, you were going to die. “Uhm… Sure. Okay, yeah, I’ll do it.” You heard a sigh of relief. “Thank God. Thank you, Y/N. I’ll send your information to them; they need to vet you. Cool?” “Yup. Just email me the address and the questions, and I guess I’ll see you there.” “Oh, no, I’m not coming. You’re going alone. The pandemic and all, they’re taking precautions.” Of fucking course, they were. “We’ll make sure there’s a camera set up and a button for you to press to turn on and off the camera, okay?” “Sure, sure.” “Thank you, again. You’re the best.”

As soon as you hung up, you fumbled to find your best friend’s number and called her, silently begging she’d answer.

“LOES.” You almost yelled when she picked up. “Jesus, dude, what the hell?” you could hear her rummaging around, something clattering – she was probably baking, but your next sentence caused a very loud, metallic clatter. “I HAVE TO INTERVIEW HENRY MOTHERFUCKING CAVILL.” You stood up and began pacing. She was silent for a fraction of a second, before she screamed as well. “WHAT?? HOW?? What about… Porn???” she sounded just as terrified as you. “DUDE, you’ve written a lot of filthy shit about that man, how are you going to be able to look him in the eyes!?” “LIKE HELL IF I KNOW!! I’ve written about this man spitting in my face while I call him daddy, what the hell am I going to do?” “Die. You could die, that would solve a lot of issues.” “Loes.” She laughed. “I’m kidding. I’m sure you’ll be just fine, just… Try to stay professional. There’s no reason to panic, it’s not like he’s read your stuff anyway.” You paused for a second and drew a deep breath. She was right; there wasn’t a reason to freak out over an issue, that wasn’t even an issue. “But let me know if you need me to handfeed him pretzels or something, I’ll be there in literally a flash. I don’t care if I have to run through half of the city with burning hot pastries in my hand, I’ll do it.” You laughed. “I’ll let them know I have a pastry chef on standby, in case anything happens to me.”

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You looked up at the looming building, the reality of what you were going to do fully setting in; you were about to meet Henry fucking Cavill, interview him, when your mind was swirling with very, very dirty thoughts and very, very dirty ideas. It was a fever-dream, it must be. Because the building you were in, was not an office, like you had expected, or anything that looked remotely like a conference-hall – no, it was a freaking hotel.

You stepped inside slowly, looking around. A woman with a soft smile and a clipboard saw you and hurried to your side, quickly shaking your hand. “Y/N, from Streaming R Us, I presume?” You nodded with a tight throat. “Good to meet you, I’m Natalie, I’m the PR-manager.” You followed her as she led you to the elevators with brisk steps. “So, we’ve gone over everything through mail. You’ve got any questions?” You shook your head and followed her inside the elevator. “Good. We’ve vetted you…” She saw your face turn a nasty shade of green and grinned. “Don’t worry, we do it to everyone. I promise, you’re not the first to interview someone they’ve had a fanpage for.” So that’s what they thought it was. You supposed they didn’t have reason enough to dive deeper into the actual content, because if they had, you probably wouldn’t be allowed within ten feet of him. The elevator stopped with a small bounce, and you had to almost run to keep up with her long legs. “You’re the final interview of the day, so take all the time you need. You can call me anytime, if you need anything, and I’ll be in the foyer. Henry will call when you’re done with the interview, and I’ll come and lead you back down.” She stopped in front of a closed door and put a hand on your shoulder. “Have fun. I promise, he’s had plenty of first interviews, so he’s going to be gentle with you.” I hope the fuck not. “Thank you.” She opened the door with a small beep of the keycard and smiled as you stepped inside.

The room was big, separated in two; there was a living area, and what you presumed was a bedroom hiding behind a closed door. In the middle of the room, right next to a camera, sat Henry Cavill in a button up, he had uncuffed and rolled his sleeves up on, a wide smile on his face and the second you locked eyes with him, the air was sucked straight out of the room – he was annoyingly handsome. Even more than in pictures. “Hi.” You almost whispered. “Hi.” He stood up and grabbed your hand gently – his were warm and swallowed yours completely – leading you to the seats, where the interview would take place. “Can I get you anything?” he asked with a smile. “Uh… Water or coffee would be great.” You answered thankfully, feeling the dry spot in your throat. “You got it.” He ruffled around in the small kitchenette, finally filling a cup of coffee for you. “First interview, huh?” He asked, handing you the cup and sitting down in his own chair. Your knees almost touched, despite your legs being smurf-sized in comparison with his. You nodded and sipped gratefully. “Yeah. Well, first physical interview with someone bigger than the average c-list.” You said with a hurried smile. “I guess it’s a little intimidating.” “That’s why I asked the general hustle and bustle to stay out.” He smiled. “I know it can be really daunting to do this, especially the first time, there’s no need for you to worry about other people.” You sighed happily and drank some more of your coffee. “Thank you, honestly. I think I was terrified that you were all brooding and giant, but you seem very down to earth.” “Ha, brooding? I most definitely am everything but.” You blushed a little, thinking on all the things your brain made him out to be. Dominant being one of them. He smiled at you. “Do you work here fulltime?” He asked, gesturing to the cuecards with your company name printed on the back. “Oh. Oh, no, part time. I have a lot of other things to do, so…” “Like?” He urged you on, his hands resting on the armrest of the chair, sliding thick fingers against the plush fabric. You cleared your throat. “I, uh, I write a little.” A little porn. About him. But he didn’t need to know that. “A creative soul.” He said with a gleam in his eye, that somehow worried you a little. “I suppose so. I mean, I enjoy writing, but I have a hard time working out you know, world building and characters.” You said with a smile, feeling surprisingly comfortable with him. “See, that’s why I act. I don’t have to worry about all of that, darling.” The nickname made you feel warm. “You do a great job at it.” He chuckled. “You seem surprisingly comfortable for a first-time interviewer. Are you sure you haven’t done this before?” There was a twinge of flirtation in his voice, that you didn’t know how to read – either he meant something by it, or he was just doing it to make you feel comfortable. “As I said, not that many. You’re not my first rodeo.” You grinned. “Although, you’re the biggest bull to ride.” You blushed and swore internally. “Fuck, sorry… I didn’t mean to, fuck…” You chastised yourself. “And now I’m cursing. I’m giving a really great first impression, huh?” He was laughing hard, fingers deftly wiping stray tears away. “I enjoy it. A lot less formal. And I’m happy to be your first big-bull ride.” You wanted to die.

“Okay, all the awkwardness and me being a complete ditz aside, are you ready to get started?” You asked, trying to brush the feeling of absolute dread and embarrassment off from your shoulders. “Sure.” He sat up straighter, and you fiddled with your cards, catching your breath and finally, turned the camera on. You smiled softly at him. “Thank you for being here, Henry, it’s great meeting you.” He smiled back. “Always nice to meet a fan.” You blinked. And then blinked again. You hadn’t mentioned being a fan, but he must’ve known from the review of The Witcher. “So… You’ve done a lot of different ventures, but you somehow always land back in either action or period-pieces. Do you want to try something else out?” He smiled widely. “Yeah. Yes, I do. I think action just kind of fits me, and I got my start in period-pieces, so they have a… Special place in my heart, really.” You grinned at him. It made sense to you – Tristan and Isolde and the Tudors were some of your favorite works of his. “Anything in particular, you’d want to try?” You asked, crossing your legs. You hadn’t been wrong, the cologne he was wearing was infiltrating your senses completely and made you feel very wet. “Oh, sure. I would like to be a daddy.” He said, not a sliver of discomfort and you felt all the color drain out of your face. Oh, no. No, no, no, no, no. “I even came across a script where I was one. I think it was called something along the lines of lean on me.” He said, a crooked smile on his lips.

Oh, you were definitely going to die. How did he know the title to one of your fanfictions? It was too big of a coincidence if he just happened to come across a script with that title and the implication, that was laced in his words meant that he very much didn’t mean a dad, but the more… Filthy iteration.

“Oh?” you squeaked. “Indeed. I mean, I’m not… I’m not sure if I’ll ever be able to live up to that particular script, it was very… Descriptive.” He grinned and you were sure you were in hell. Maybe you died in the elevator, and this was your hell. You cleared your throat. “What about romance?” You asked, trying desperately to veer the conversation away from whatever it was, when you remembered the sheer amount of fluff you had stored in that fucking account. “Oh, yes, definitely. I’d love to do romance.” He answered with a wicked smile. Shit. Something was going to go very wrong with this conversation. “I mean, I’ll probably not do the standard romance.” “What do you mean?” Your own curiosity took over and you decided – maybe not intentionally – to forgo whatever questions you had on your damn cards. “Yeah. I mean, I’ve done too much rough…” He grinned wickedly at you again. “So I think standard romance is a little far away from what people expect of me.” You squeezed your legs together. “I think I might want to do something like 50 shades, someday. But better. Maybe like an A B C of sex.” You were ready to fucking explode. There was no chance he hadn’t read your things – that was a title to a very long, multichapter work of fiction, you had poured over for a long time. Fucking shit. You turned the camera off and sighed. “I’m guessing you’ve read my things.” You said defeatedly, your cheeks burning with shame. “I’m so sorry, it’s not an excuse, but I had never in my life thought that you’d read them, much less meet me. I was hesitant taking the interview because of it, and I’m just really…” You closed your eyes. “Sorry.” He chuckled a little, and you opened your eyes, seeing him leaning forwards. “What are you sorry for?” he asked, his voice dropping a little. It was like melting chocolate. “Uh… For… You know, writing… Things… About you. And your… Prowess?” You said, hesitant and slightly confused as to why he wasn’t blowing up on you. “Oh, I don’t mind. I know people write these things, I’d be a real arsehole if I was upset about it. Creativity is good, and I’m happy to inspire that kind of work.” He grinned, long, thick fingers sliding against his knees. “I will say, I’m slightly disappointed.” He said and you knew it was coming – you were getting fired, and you’d lose your job, never write again, and dig a hole under a bridge to live in or something. “I’m sorry.” He ignored your whimpering apology, simply standing up and walking the short distance between the two of you, effectively caging you in between his arms. “Is the camera off?” He asked, nodding to it. “Yes.” You whispered, acutely aware of the chokehold his entire demeanor had on you. “Good.” He leaned closer. “I’m disappointed…” You sucked in a sharp breath when he ducked his head, his lips grazing the shell of your ear. “That there wasn’t more to read.” You swallowed thickly. “Wh-what?” He hummed. “I had hoped to find more. Surprisingly, you’ve managed to get a read on me, despite never having met me before. I was quite taken with the way you wrote… The things, you’d imagine I would do to you, darling.” His voice was low and dripping with lust now. You had no idea what the hell was going on, but you weren’t one to complain. This was a dirty dream, possible a daydream that you’d gotten lost in, but you did not want to wake up. “I did?” You asked softly, fingers itching to touch him. “You did. Although you were lacking a few things…” he whispered back, his forehead against yours – his eyes found yours, and you were certain you had died. There was no way in the living, real world, that Henry motherfucking Cavill was implying whatever he was implying right now, with you. “Oh?” Your response was less than stellar, but you had a feeling he didn’t care. “Yes.” His lips were so tantalizingly close, you could almost taste them, but just as you had decided to move your head to your lips meet his, he drew back with a wicked smile. “You’re a very interesting person, darling. Would you like to continue the interview?” He asked, voice laced with implication. You were shaking and swallowed thickly, steadied your breathing and focused on his face. “I can.” You answered in a measured tone. His lips curled into a crooked, devilish smile as he sat down, leaning back and put his leg on top of the other – his eyes were burning into you. “Good girl.”

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It was pure torture. You had called your boss quickly, asking how to delete footage because you had been interrupted – not a lie – by his assistant – definitely a lie – and had resumed the interview afterwards. You were burning, your panties soaked through as he answered whatever question you had posed, with a calmness that made you squirm. He managed to pull at least one thing from your writing into his answers, making it very clear that he liked to torture you. It was insane, the tension in the room was thick enough to taste, and you were a quivering mess when you finally concluded the interview with a final question. “So, this is a question from a fan.” You said breathily, finding his eyes again. He cocked an eyebrow. “Bring it on.” You smiled. You might know how the tension felt in the room, but you supposed that to everyone else, he seemed very approachable and levelheaded. “Would you ever date a fan?” You groaned a little at the question but hid it behind a cough. Of course, someone had to ask. He chuckled. “Oh, that depends on a lot of things.” He ran a hand over his face, and you could swear, you saw him coming up with an answer, that would make you squirm the most. “Like what?” “Oh, easy. If they have plans to make me a daddy.” You choked on your own spit and coughed, for real this time as he grinned wickedly. “I’m kidding. No, yeah, I would possibly date a fan. I don’t think I should limit myself to people, who either hate my work or doesn’t see it. I think fans…” He shot you a pointed look and your thighs trembled under his gaze. “Have a special point of view. I wouldn’t be opposed to it, at least.” You smiled and got your act together, trying desperately to end the damn interview so you could go home to your trusted, battery-driven friend and a solid amount of shame. “Thank you so much for taking time out to talk to me.” You began finishing the interview, rattling whatever the cards said, off, before turning the camera off and standing, wiping your sweaty palms on your skirt. “Seriously, thank you for taking the time out. And being somewhat amiable after finding out what… Well, finding my writings.” You tried to keep an air of professionalism to your voice. He stood as well. “No problem.” He smiled softly, the tension in the room was still unbearable. “Uhm, we have a guy coming for the camera in an hour, so… I’ll call…” “Or I could walk you down.” He cut you off, almost challenging you with his voice. “Really, you don’t have to, I’m more than capable.” You tried, but he shook his head and offered his arm. “What British gentleman would I be, if I didn’t make sure you got to the foyer safely, darling?” You took his arm and thanked all the gods in all of the universes that this was your life right now. “Alright.”

You both stood, waiting for the elevator, and your body was buzzing. His cologne was like a fucking drug, and the fact that he easily towered a head – maybe even two – over you, made you want to crawl on your knees and call him daddy. Not that he’d ever be privy to that, but still. A girl could dream. “Here.” He said, handing you a scrap of paper. You took it with furrowed brows and looked down at hastily scribbled numbers. You looked back at him with confusion radiating from your body. “In case you ever want to doublecheck the validity of your claims.” He said, smirking. This man was everything and nothing, you had expected him to be. Before you could answer, the elevator dinged and he gestured for you to step inside, following you. Too late, you realized how one, far up you were – which meant it would be a long ride down – and two, just how tiny the goddamn elevator was when he was next to you. You tried to breathe, but it was like your throat was constricting around the very air, you craved, and you tried to control your unsteady everything, when you felt hot breath on your neck. “Turn around.” You didn’t have a choice. The command in his voice was enough for you. As soon as you were face to face with him, he groaned and grabbed a hold of your waist, his lips on yours with feverish desperation. You met him with equal amounts of desperation and want, clawing at his back to get something, anything, bring him closer; he understood your silent request, and moved to stand between your legs, hands dipping to your ass and tongue sliding across yours. You moaned at the feeling – he was commanding in his kiss, fingers rough against your ass, and he lifted you, pressing your back against the wall. You didn’t have a single thought in your head other than oh my god this elevator better move slowly when you heard fabric ripping. You gasped as his fingers found your clothed, soaked core without the restraint of your skirt, and you wrapped your legs around him, pressing yourself against his fingers. He growled, fucking growled, and tugged on your lower lip, causing a stuttering moan to fall from your lips. “Oh, darling, you like it rough, don’t you?” He whispered against your lips, fingers grazing your wetness. “Look at you, so wet already… Did you imagine all the things I could do to you, when you were interviewing me?” His voice sent shivers down your spine, and wetness pooled in you. You were putty in his hands, grinding down on fingers, that were still dancing on top of your underwear. “You want me to take you right here, in the elevator? Let everyone see just how dirty I can be, darling?” You mewled as he pushed your underwear to the side, fingers dipping into you. “Fuck, feel how wet you already are for me… You take my fingers so well, darling, don’t you? Like a good, little whore…” You whimpered and felt yourself gush around him. “Henry, please, please…” “Please what?” His lips moved to your neck, biting down on the skin and you could feel the smile on his lips, when you clenched around him. “Please, faster, I’m begging you…” You moaned, writhing. You knew the elevator had to stop at some point, and you were desperate to have him before. “Needy, aren’t you, darling?” despite the teasing tone, his fingers sped up. “You’re not going to cum until I’m buried in you.” He growled and you saw stars. How the fuck were you going to hold back on that, when his fingers were so fucking thick and in you? He must’ve sensed your thoughts, because he pulled his fingers out and you whined. His hand found your face, the smack sounding loud in the quiet of the elevator, and your face tingled. You were about to explode, when he slapped you again before his fingers held your chin in a vice, eyes boring into yours. “Don’t be a fucking brat, darling, or you’ll get to see how bad I can get.” He said in a low, dangerous voice. He pinned you against the wall, his free hand undoing his pants. You couldn’t help yourself and smirked. “Don’t threaten me with a good time.” He grinned; eyes dark – he loved it. He tightened his grip on your chin. “Mouth.” You obeyed orders without a second thought. You barely knew the real version of him, but you trusted him completely. “Good girl.” He spat at you, and you moaned as it landed on your tongue. Still holding your chin tightly, his thumb found your tongue, rubbing the spit into it with a low rumble in the back of is throat. “I want to fuck your pretty, little, obedient mouth, but we’re running out of time, darling.” He mumbled before kissing you deeply, moaning at the feeling of your tongue against his; he pulled away and pulled his body away just enough for him to look down at his hard, leaking cock, he had pulled out, and spat at it as well, hand quickly fisting it and rubbing it into his shaft. Your heart was pounding out of your chest – you were going to get fucked by Henry Cavill in a very public elevator, and you wanted nothing more. “You want me to take you, darling? Want me to fill you, fucking split you with my cock?” You were a moaning mess but managed to stutter. “Y-yes, daddy.” He growled and pushed his long, thick cock inside of you, bottoming out – you almost came on the spot, clenching hard around him. He chuckled and his hand found your exposed ass and spanked it hard. “Not yet, darling.” He murmured, lips back on your throat, sucking dark markings on it. He wasn’t moving at all, but you felt the shake of his arms – he wanted it as much as you did. “Please, please, need you to move…” You gasped, feeling him twitch inside of you. “Since you asked so nicely…”

He moved, pulling and slamming his length into you, and you gasped, holding on to his shoulders for dear life, as he began pounding you like his life depended on it. You didn’t have a thought in your head other than more and it was like he was reading your mind, because he growled again, the sound vibrating in your core, and one hand found your throat, holding tightly to it, squeezing the air from your lungs as he fucked you deeply, the head of his cock nudging your cervix constantly. “P-please…” You groaned through a tight throat. “You want to cum? Want to cum on my cock, darling?” You nodded eagerly. “Oh, you’re being so good, look at you taking me so well…” He groaned and pounded you again, the elevator rattling a little. “Look at me.” He ordered and you forced your eyes open, finding his eyes. “You can cum, baby.” He fucked you relentlessly as pleasure erupted in you, slick gushing on his pants and you were stuck in a silent scream. You came harder than you ever had before, your slick pussy clenching him, drawing him deeper and he grunted.

A sudden pling of the elevator-doors made you whine; it opened to the very shocked face from Natalie, but Henry was feral and clearly didn’t care. “Hi, Natalie…” He grunted, still fucking you – this time a little slower. “This sweet girl forgot to press a button…” He sent you a wicked smile. “But as you can see, we’re not quite done yet…” He kissed your neck and Natalie squeaked. “Darling, would you press that button?” You leaned to the side, muttering a fuck under your breath as he moved and nudged a very sensitive spot, pressing the button to close the doors. Henry smiled at Natalie. “I’ll see you later.” The doors closed, and as soon as they were closed, he pressed the emergency stop before slamming deeply inside of you again.

“Now, darling, better hurry up…” He mumbled against your skin, hips snapping with unrelenting force, as he chased his own high. You were lost, completely gone with the pounding of his cock, and you mewled against him, nails digging into his shoulders. “Fuck, you are a good little slut, aren’t you? Getting fucked in the elevator makes you wet, darling?” You rolled your hips to meet his thrusts. He groaned and bit down on your heated skin again, leaving another mark. “Want me to fill you, darling? Right here, in the elevator? Filling this tight, little pussy?” he mumbled, his cock moving in and out of you so fast, you were barely hanging on. “Yes, fuck… Y-yes, fill me, please, daddy, pl-lease…” you moaned, gripping the short hairs at the nape of his neck, and tugged slightly. He roared and slammed up into you, impaling you and stretching you to the fullest. “Fuck, I’m coming, darling….” He murmured against your skin and you felt completely delirious – you wanted nothing more than whatever he wanted to give you. He growled and slammed his cock deeply inside of you, stilling as he filled you with ropes of hot cum, some of it spilling out around him. You were both panting as you came down and he slowly, but surely set you to your feet and moved your panties back in place before tucking his cock back in his own trousers. He kissed you deeply, tongue sliding against yours and fingers tangled in your hair. He pressed the emergency stop button again and then his floor, the elevator jumping back in action. He pulled away slowly with a sly smirk on his lips and his thumb stroked your bottom lip. You sighed happily and leaned against the wall of the elevator.

“Do you have any plans for the rest of the day?” He asked gently. You shook your head, feeling his spend slowly sticking your underwear to your slick, swollen pussy. “None whatsoever.” He grinned and wrapped his arm around you, kissing your hair.

“How about we co-wrote something?”

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Chapter Twenty One

-Fake It Until You Make It Real-

"Okay I think we have the holidays finally organized." Harry said as he flopped back onto the sofa beside Louis.

"What's the final verdict then?" Louis asked having given up trying to organize everything three days ago.

"The twenty third my family is coming down to do Christmas then we will leave Christmas eve morning to spend the day with your family for your birthday. That night we will come back and have our Christmas eve gift exchange for the kids, do Father Christmas prep, then tuck them into bed. After that we will do any last-minute things, we need to do and have Christmas that morning. I'll will take Maddie to her mother's then we will have the rest of day to relax. New Year's Eve we are all heading to my family's home, your family is invited as well for the New Year's Eve party. Kid friendly until ten then the real fun begins. We'll stay there New Year's day then leave that night or the next morning depending on how we feel. Sound good?"

"I am very impressed. It won't be too much driving though, will it? London is four hours and Doncaster is one and a half."

"Nah we'll just make sure the tablets are charged for the car ride. It'll be fine I've taken the drive multiple times it goes by faster than you think."

"Okay. Are we finished Christmas shopping at least?"

"Well-"

"You are not buying a car."

"Then yes we're done." Louis looked over at Harry with narrowed eyes but he only grinned, "we got a lot of gifts for all of the kids and teenagers, our parents have gifts as well, so we just need to finish wrapping and figure out which gift Father Christmas got them and get it situated like are we wrapping it or are we putting a Santa Approved tag on it or what."

"I've done both I think the tag is more believable, but the wrapping is more fun for the kids, so it doesn't matter. Does Maddie still believe in Father Christmas?"

"She's questioning it but so far she believes it still. Mostly because everything she's asked for from Father Christmas has actually shown up here and not at her mothers. She's asked when she was younger if I was Father Christmas, I thought she was too young to not have that magic still, so I told her no. If she asks again, I'll probably tell her the truth away from Freddie. She's old enough to understand, I think. I didn't believe obviously so being able to give that to her is great."

"I couldn't imagine a Christmas as a kid without it." Louis said shaking his head.

"Our gifts were usually secondhand clothes, shoes, a nice new coat, or a few more extra food items. My first Christmas with a ton of presents was an eye opener."

"Is that why you don't have a limit for gifts?"

"Kind of and also because it's Christmas. The more things they get the more they give away which means the more we can donate. If Maddie gets two of something she donates one or she give two toys away instead of one. Her birthday she has like three to five gifts from me but Christmas she doesn't get limit. I understand why a lot of families do limit though, but I just never did it. The one time a year I can spoil her rotten? Hell yeah I'm doing it."

"Anything else we need to do for the holidays?" Louis asked shifting to lay his head on Harry's lap.

"No but we do have a check list of things we need to do for the wedding."

"Hit me with it."

"Prepare photo and video list?"

"Done and sent to the photographer."

"Finalize details with vendors?"

"Done copy of the email exchange was forwarded to you two days ago."

"Is that a jab?" Harry asked looking over at hit from his checklist on his planner specifically for the wedding.

"No of course not. Continue." Harry pinched his nipple but turned back to his planner with a huff.

"Rehearsal dinner invites/texts?"

"Done. We have a group chat for that."

"Two jabs. Final fitting?"

"I have had mine and your appointment is next week. It's in our shared calendar." Harry gave him a look but otherwise didn't comment.

"Seating chart? Are we doing that?"

"It's just family and close friends I don't think we need to."

"Marriage license?"

"We have it."

"Pick up wedding rings?"

"First week of January."

"Then that's it. For now." Harry said flipping his planner closed and setting it and the pen on the end table by the sofa.

"Thank God. We're having a bachelor party together, right?" Louis asked laying his head back against the cushion.

"Yes. Me, you, and our friends. I heard Zayn mention strippers but I'm pretty sure it's for them."

Louis shook his head already knowing Zayn and Liam were planning on getting strippers just for the hell of it.

"I'll strip for you." Harry said turning to him with a grin and an eyebrow wiggle

"One track mind. Do you even have stripping attire? I'm pretty sure I'd have seen it by now."

"Attire?! I don't know if I find this teacher talk sexy or not."

"You're wrong on so many levels Harold. My point remains I'm pretty sure I'd have seen some sort of outfit in the drawers by now if you had anything remotely sexy."

"I keep it well hidden I'll have you know. Give me five minutes and I'll put on some fishnet and leather."

"I prefer my strippers with lace actually."

"I have lace."

"I don't think that's what my mother meant when she said for us to finish any last-minute things we need to do while she took Freddie for the night."

"We're almost newlyweds surely she knows where the night will end up at with no kids in the house." Louis rolled his eyes grinning as he pushed himself to a sitting position, "Besides who wouldn't want all of this." Harry said waving his hand down himself making Louis laugh.

"Me now that you've done that. How much longer on my food mister?"

"I'll go check it." Harry groaned as he pushed himself to stand then head into the kitchen. Louis heard Harry move around in the other room and the smell had him standing to follow him only a few minutes later.

"It smells amazing, and I hope you're going to tell me it's ready to eat."

"More or less just needs a few finishing touches." He walked up behind Harry and wrapped his arms around his waist as he looked over his shoulder staring down at the delicious looking chicken that Harry was topping with something green.

"What are you topping it with?"

"Basil you uncultured swine."

"You know I could say so many mean and hurtful things to you, but I won't because I'm nice."

"Coming from someone who called a teacher an uneducated 'yes man' puppet...two days ago."

"He deserved it." Harry hummed amused as he turned to face Louis, "You're lucky you're cute."

"Only cute?"

"Sometimes you're rather dashing...but at the moment cute works." Harry grinned as he leaned in brushed his nose with Louis' before brushing their lips together.

"Sometimes I look at you I realize we only met three months ago, and it honestly shocks me."

"It's only been three months? No...it's been longer than that." Louis was sure that it has been longer than three months as he pulled away from Harry to do his own math, but he kept getting to the same number, "That's crazy." Louis said shocked that it has only been three months of knowing Harry.

"I know. I'm glad I'm not the only one that is completely floored by the revelation."

"I'd have used realization in that sentence."

"Well I used revelation it's the same thing Lewis."

"It is not Harold. Realization and Revelation are different. Realization is the act of figuring out or becoming aware while Revelation is the act or revealing or disclosing."

"Yes and I revealed to you that it was only three months."

"That is not- we're not doing this Harry." Louis said shaking his head, "I'm not arguing with someone who still writes like my son." Harry's jaw dropped before he laughed

"Emotional Abuse is a real thing Lewis."

"It's about to Physical if you keep it up." Louis said grinning as he leaned in to press a quick kiss to Harry's cheek. Harry scrunched his face at him before he leaned over and pressed a kiss against his lips.

"Anyway tonight is our last night alone together for quite sometime why not enjoy it with some wine and a movie and maybe I'll put on my lace afterwards. If you're nice to me." Louis grinned hitting Harry with the closest thing near him which happened to be a paper towel roll.

"I'll get you some plates." Louis stepped over to the cabinets and pulled down two large plates handing them over to Harry then he grabbed silverware and wine glasses as he asked, "So does this dish have a ridiculous name that is definitely made up or did you not name it?"

"It in fact does have a name it's called Marry Me Chicken."

"That is definitely made up."

"It is not. Google it."

"Oh, I will. I will google this recipe while you're stripping for me in your lace later."

"No phones allowed when I'm performing, I'm afraid."

"What a shame. I was going to record you too." Harry laughed as he threw a piece of potato at him that Louis expertly dodge.

"Come on let's go watch a movie grab the wine, will you?" Louis grabbed the wine that was on the counter then followed Harry to the basement where the larger TV was for game nights with the boys and movie night. The sofa down here was extra comfy as well with dozens of places to put a drink and plates at.

"What do we want to watch?"

"Anything except romance please. One more romantic holiday movie and I'm actually going to throw myself off the roof."

"So....Gremlins?"

"Gremlins?"

"You said not a romance and it's a classic."

"Fine, but only because I want to know why you consider this a Christmas classic."

"I have a very compelling argument that will convince you of it being a holiday classic by the end of the movie. Just wait and see."

Louis settled on the couch as Harry got the movie started then he settled in beside him. He pulled Louis' feet into his lap and made his legs into a table as the movie started.

"Alright first argument it's Christmas time-"

"Very observant Harold."

"Keep it up and we're having sex until that attitude is gone. Food be damned."

****

"So?" Harry asking two hours later as Louis finished laughing

"You've convinced me. Unfortunately."

"Told you I would." Louis shook his head as he grabbed their plates and empty wine glasses, "I can do that."

"So can I. Stay I'll only be a minute."

"Fine, but only because I'm too comfortable to protest." Louis headed up the stairs to the kitchen and made sure to put all the dishes into the dish washer after putting away what was left of the dinner. Once the dishwasher was started, he headed back down to find Harry laid out on the couch clicking through their options, so he made himself comfortable on top of Harry, laying his head on Harry's chest.

"What are you looking for?"

"Nothing in particular. I'm not tired at the moment, are you?"

"Not yet, how about we move this cuddle session to the bedroom and just relax in bed though."

"That means I have to get up though."

"I'll be naked."

"I am suddenly very motivated."

Louis laughed as he stood up and helped Harry off the couch. They turned everything off and double checked the locks as they went, the dogs following them straight up the stairs and to the bedroom. Bear laid on the loveseat in the bedroom while Gizmo tried to lay on the bed straight away which Louis stopped. They were allowed on the bed once he was asleep, no sooner.

"Sorry Gizzy." Harry whispered to the Great Dane as they undressed and climbed under the covers, "You're so mean to the poor thing."

"The poor can damn well wait for me to fall asleep before he plasters himself to my body." Louis grumbled as he cuddled into Harry's warm body, "Now put something on and hold me."

"Come here." Harry held him close as he put on a random show and turned the volume down. Harry snuggled down into the blankets and rubbed his hands over his body until they settled one around his shoulders and the other holding his ass.

"Seriously?"

"Hey, you knew what you were getting when you suggested naked cuddling. I get to hold the cheek without complaint. It's in the vows." Louis huffed as he snuggled in deeper breathing in his scent, "Comfy?"

"mmm."

"Warm?"

"Mmm."

"Sex?"

"No."

"It was worth a shot." Harry said chuckling as he kissed his forehead, "I've got you. Go to sleep."

"You're just so warm. I can't help myself."

"I'm glad I could be here as your heater. No where else I'd rather be."

********

Harry was woken up in the pitch-black room by a loud annoying buzzing coming from his bedside table. Groaning Harry reached out and answered the call praying that it wasn't the hospital.

"Hello?" Harry asked quietly as he rolled out of bed so he didn't wake Louis.

"Harry? Oh I'm sorry for calling. It's just Freddie had a bad dream and is demanding to go home so I compromised and asked if a phone call would work instead. Do you mind?"

"What? Oh no of course not. Put him on the phone I'll see what I can do." Harry headed to the closet as he heard Jay mumbling on the other line.

"Daddy Harry?"

"Hey kiddo. What's the matter?"

"I wanna come home."

"Yeah? Okay. Tell me what's wrong first won't you?"

"I had a bad dream and I just want to come home...Nana says she can't take me home right now, but can you come and get me? Please Daddy."

"Of course, I can baby. Put Nana on the phone okay?"

"Okay."

"I'm sure he'll fall back to sleep in no time don't worry about it Harry. Not my first bad dream I had to take care of." Jay said and Harry didn't doubt that she definitely had it covered, but Freddie had asked to come home and even if the hour and a half drive came out to be a waste Harry was still going to do it.

"It's not a problem Jay. I told Freddie I would come and get him no matter the time of night no matter the drive if he ever wanted to come home. I'll just slip my shoes on and I'll be on my way to get him."

"Oh, it's really not worth the drive Harry. I'm sure once we end the call he'll be asleep within minutes." Harry hesitated as he was pulling a pair of socks on but took a relaxing breath and continued on with his plan.

"I know you can take care of him and bad dreams without a problem, but Freddie is asking to come home which means he is clearly not uncomfortable at the moment there and even if the drive ends up with him staying there with you until morning, I will feel more comfortable coming and giving him the option. Freddie is expressing the want to leave and come home where he is more comfortable and as his parent it's my responsibility to do just that. So I am going to come to get him, tell him I'm on my way there and I'll be there in less than two hours." Harry ended the call quickly then left the closet and looked at Louis still fast asleep in bed. He walked over to the bedside table and hesitated. He wanted to just write a quick note to Louis, but Louis had already told him if it regarded the kids he wanted to be woken up. He stood there for a moment before he sighed and walked to Louis' side of the bed.

"Louis." Harry gently woke him with a light shake to his shoulder.

"What? You don't work go back to sleep." Louis grumbled, "Where are you going at...three in the morning? Your side piece's house? This is where it begins? It's not even a year in yet you home wrecker."

"If I was trying to sneak out I wouldn't have woken you up silly. Your mom called. Freddie had a bad dream and he wants to come home so I'm going to go get him." That woke him up far faster than breakfast in bed did which Harry was honestly a little surprised at. Louis was suddenly sitting up and rubbing the sleep from his face.

"What?"

"Freddie wants to come home after a bad dream."

"Okay...yeah...alright let's uh- let me find my shoes and-"

"You can stay here."

"No I'm coming with you." Harry grabbed Louis' slipper by the bed and handed them to him then also grabbed a pair of joggers and a sweater, "Thanks."

"I'll get the car ready." Giving Louis a quick kiss to his forehead Harry turned and left the bedroom with the keys in his hand.

It was less than ten minutes later when they were on the road to Louis' mothers. Louis had Freddie's favorite blanket, pillow, and Patches in the backseat with the heat on so they were warm. He also had a blanket for himself as he rode in the passenger seat on the phone with his mother who had called him a few minutes ago.

"No mom it doesn't matter he is asking to come home, so we are coming to pick him up- No- No mom I- I know he has had nightmares over there before, but he has never asked to come home before- NO- Okay you know what I'm ending this call. No I love you mom but this is a boundary I have had with my child for as long as he left my house. I told you multiple times if he ever wanted to come home I would get him no matter what. I love - Put Freddie on the phone. Hey squirt...yeah baby we're on our way...okay kid love you buh-bye sweetie." Louis ended the called with a deep breath then he promptly silenced it and looked at him, "I love her, I do and she is an amazing mother and grandmother but that woman I swear sometimes-"

"Don't. It's just a new parenting boundary that grandparents just don't understand. It's new and it's affecting her for the first time. She's bound to try to push the boundary."

"I know but why can't she just accept it. I remember asking to go home during sleepovers and when she didn't get me I felt so uncomfortable for the rest of the night and I could never fall back to sleep."

"She'll learn. The first time is always hard, but if he ever asks again it'll be easier you'll see."

The hour and a half drive went by faster than usual due to the empty streets and calming ride. They got to the house just shy of four thirty and was met with a wide awake Freddie all ready to leave. Harry gathered him in his arms and took him to the running vehicle his Louis talked with his mother for a few minutes. Jay came out and kissed Freddie goodbye then they were back on the road again getting home as the sun was beginning to rise and Freddie was fast asleep in the car. They laid him down in their bed and fell asleep cuddling him between them as a family.

#larry fake marraige au #fake marriage #Larry Stylinson #larry fanfiction #larry stylinson fanfiction #nonfamous au #doctor harry styles #teacher louis #larryfanfic #fanfic writing

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mikumoduleoftheday · 3 years

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Hiii! Hopefully this ask is ok! Basically, I'm quite a new figurew collected (~1 year) and have never bought second hand before. I'm looking for some help identifying if some figures are legit. I know your blog obviously doenst pertain to figures, but I was wondering if you potentially know anything about them, or if youre able to point me in the direction of anyone who does. Thanks!

the best resource for identifying if a figure is legitimate is looking at the website myfigurecollection(dot)net ! virtually every miku figure ever made is available, as well as indications if bootlegs of the figure are known to exist.

warning that the website does feature adult figures and artworks, however!

MikuMod: I'm gonna add a few extra tips for buying secondhand here now, actually.

If looking through ebay, avoid listings that use ONLY the official stock photos, look for photos taken by the lister of the actual object they own.

Avoid listings that say things like 'China version', 'new without box', or 'new without stand'. These are bootlegs.

If you do see user photos, you can cross-reference them with myfigurecollection's bootleg database.

Prices that are too good to be true ARE too good to be true. Nendoroids under 20 dollars, scales figures that are less than 50% their retail price, etc. The only way these might possibly be legitimate is if the seller notes they are damaged or missing pieces and just needs it gone.

These tips are mostly for ebay. Amazon is a wasteland of disgustingly overpriced stock and, often still, bootlegs.

Oh, another resource that I've gotten a fair amount of my secondhand figures from is amiami.com. They have an entire section of secondhand items for often very cheap. The main downside is the shipping is pricy, I recommend splitting orders with friends or at least getting more than one item to justify it.

#not a module #answers #janitor mod #mikumod

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fortes-fortuna-iogurtum · 2 years

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the scholarship event I’ve mentioned a few times here was this weekend, and it went incredibly well!! I do plan to tell y’all more about it, because it was a really cool experience and a great opportunity and I’m very thankful everything came together and ultimately worked out perfectly.

but right now I’m sharing my haul from the secondhand bookstore I went by on the way home from the event, because I’m incredibly excited and happy with the things I found there and I need to gush over these lovely new (to me) books with some other people who can appreciate them—

first, the Regular Normal BooksTM:

and second, the Entirely Self-Indulgent Nonsense stack:

yes, I really did find—and purchase—five X-Files tie-in novels. no, I do not expect them to be anything even approaching Good Quality LiteratureTM. however, before you judge too harshly, they were all less than $2 a piece (and the Fight the Future novelization was actually $0.10. I am not joking. this fact is slightly hysterical to me.)

—not pictured are the four very nice copies of Lemony Snicket books I also got but have already entrusted to the care of my sister, who has our slowly-growing Snicket collection on the bookshelf in her room. I did buy these slightly as a peace offering for my sister, since she wasn’t able to come on the trip and therefore wasn’t able to go to the bookstore, and it’s one we both absolutely love—

I went through all the books after I got them home and figured out how much they would’ve cost if I had bought them brand new vs how much they actually cost me, and it turns out that just for the ones pictured above, I paid $100 less than I would’ve if I’d bought them all new at the original prices printed on the covers. of course some of them do have some light wear—bent covers and some minimal highlighting on the insides, especially the short story anthologies and the theology book, and that’s reflected in the pricing. regardless, I’m incredibly happy with my new books and not about to be overly bothered by them already being loved on a bit. :D

#long post #bookish #gurt says stuff #literature #nerdom #book haul #secondhand books #mobile #alright I’ll attempt to shut up about the books now #I’m so excited that I finally have a completely collection of Father Brown stories /and/ a small collection of P. G. Wodehouse!!#I’ve never read any Wodehouse before but have wanted to for a while #same with Woolf

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rimouskis · 3 years

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Hi!! Just wondering about your Rimouski jersey? I’ve been searching online for one and was wondering if yours is brand new or previously worn? And what size is it? I’m very confused over prices and descriptions. I would like an authentic one but not for a high price. I also don’t want one that will be Huge on me either so I’m very intimidated right now haha. It seems only men’s L and XL are available. Anyway, thanks in advance.

! I'd be happy to talk details about my rimouski jersey, for sure!

so here's the thing about getting a sid-accurate rimouski jersey: you can't get a new one, regrettably. they don't make that style anymore. the nics have altered their jersey design a ton over the last decade or so.

hell, it even changed during the two seasons Sid played for them (they swapped from CCM to Reebok)

so, that being said, even if you wrangled a custom "CROSBY 87" jersey from la boutique de l'océanic, it'd look like the modern design (which I also personally like less than the '05 or the '11 jerseys, but alas).

so you've gotta thrift one. you won't find any authentic(-looking) rimouski oceanic crosby jerseys that are new. everything will be previously owned, and your best bet is going to be eBay.

I spent, like, a solid year or two casually checking eBay to see if I found a listing I liked. you're going to have to compromise; one rarely finds anything smaller than a unisex L or XL jersey on there. mine is an XL and being that I am short, it does look a little silly on me, but you've gotta roll with it. I tend to wear mine over a hoodie, and I sort of tuck the hem of the jersey up into the bottom of the hoodie so I can sit down. We Do What We Must, haha.

the downside to eBay/secondhand sellers is the knockoffs. which... that may not be important to some people! that is a-okay. like, I know for some people, they refuse to buy women's jerseys because they're lower-quality than the men's jerseys (which is so frustrating), but I buy those because of my size, since I have difficulty using my arms with men's jerseys dimensions. so choosing what kind of jersey you want (authentic, replica, knockoff) is a personal choice.

that being said, because the sid rimouski jerseys are no longer in production, people do list fakes on eBay. I just went to look and found two. below I've pointed out how I can tell they're probably not actually thrifted pieces, or if they are, they were knockoffs to begin with:

so, depending on what these sellers are asking, they might be overcharging for a fake made on dhgate or something. that's up to personal choice if you don't care to try and suss out a more "authentic" looking one or not. if you're happy with a jersey you find and its price, you should get it.

so that being said, it was really important to me to get an "authentic" one, just because my attachment to rimouski era sid is based a lot in caring about his personal history, yadda yadda. so I bid my time [for about a year, ngl] until a listing popped up that I looked at and went, "yeah that looks pretty darn close/good/in good condition." that listing was the one I bought:

and I got it for a steal, haha. $150, and the seller refunded me $20 (which covered shipping) due to a small stain on the logo (...which I was able to remove with oxiclean once I received the jersey 😁).

the jersey was a little gross when I received it [if you want to relive the cleaning process, that is in my #jersey-talk tag], but after a good soak it was good as new, imo. I also bought a 2005 Memorial Cup patch off of eBay ($13), and then sunk an additional few bucks into the jersey to get the patch affixed ($8) and to get a custom replica twill A made and affixed ($35) by Pro Knitwear, the full-service apparel company the Penguins use to do all their jersey customization pieces. [Pro Knitwear was awesome to work with and I'd recommend them for sure for any customization work. 10/10.]

I'm really happy with my jersey. it's genuinely one of my most prized possessions and I'm really proud of it. but... it took some luck and elbow grease and compromise to make it work. I'm afraid you probably won't find anything smaller than a men's L or XL, and you might have to poke around the internet or be patient for a listing you're satisfied with to get posted. there are a handful of jersey customization companies to help get any details corrected, but finding that base jersey can be a waiting game.

so, tl;dr if you want an authentic/authentic-looking jersey, it will probably be very large and you might have to be patient. set up an alert on eBay and monitor it to see any new listings! and if you ever want to talk more about it, my ask and DMs are open :) the more rimouski-era sid fans, the better 😈

#I say despite being shaken to my core at seeing a rimouski sid jersey at a game last week 🤣💀#one of us one of us #but for real I enjoy talking about this so just shoot me am ask or DM it's cool :)#i hope you find a jersey!!#jersey talk

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khrystalsnow · 3 years

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ALL TIME FAVOURITE FICS

I wanted to make a list of my favourite fics (not sure if I’m missing any). There’s probably more that I would put here but they’re buried under my likes however, I may add more in the future. I hope you enjoy!

*PLEASE let me know if I did a mistake or put the wrong link!

LEGEND:

🥺Fluff

🤬Angst

😏Smut

😂Crack

FICS

Passion Fruit by @joonbird 🤬😏knj

-The very first fic that introduced me to tumblr fics (bts) which is just heaven sent. I remember reading this in awe because of the writing and the characters. Daddy namjoon showed oc a whole new world when he ate her out and I’m kind of jealous😔 I really love the plot and the character development for the oc and this was overall a good read!

Comfort Inn Ending by @joonbird 🤬😏jjk

-Another one of Amy’s work (top tier), that broke my heart into a million pieces. Honestly, I’ve read this series once, because of how good it is. Its sad, like I broke down a couple of times because of the two characters, kind of sad. That just shows you how amazing it is, that I can’t even reread it.

Hot Summer by @httphopewrld 🥺😏🤬 jjk

-I don’t know why but after I discovered this fic, I couldn’t stop thinking about this and the plot. Curtains are not really something we think about most at of the time but JK! Why couldn’t you just buy some curtains?! I mean I don’t blame the reader for peaking though. I’m really happy with the ending and how they talked it out like mature adults in the end.

Greedy by @xjoonchildx 🤬😏 myg

-A part of the Guarded Series which is just amazing! I picked Greedy because it’s currently ongoing and I really like yoongi’s perspective more than the other series. Yoongi’s a loner and people in his line of work, knows that. When he met oc, its like he finally found something that he can treasure on his own and completely different from the people around him. I just want them to be happy😭 I can’t wait for more chapters to come!

Hammer it Home by @gukslut 🥺😏🤬 knj

-I recently read this and fell in love with it really quickly! I’m pretty sure that everyone knows this fic and loves it just like me. I can’t really say anything more, except daddy joon is absolutely filthy, so read it.

Flower by @readyplayerhobi 🥺😏🤬 jhs

-God, this is such a good series. It deals with a lot of topics such as panic attack, body insecurity, anxiety, having children etc. (please look at the trigger warnings). We get to see the oc begin to date hoseok and see their relationship grow beautifully. Both of the characters are so different individually, but together, they look so beautiful:((

Boyfriend Material by @ladyartemesia 🥺😏😂 jjk

-The amount of times I’ve reread this is unreal. I want someone like jungkook in real lifee😭😭 I really love how its in bullet points to get the points across and easy to read. It also just seems so much more personal because it feels like we’re with them throughout the process of their relationship.

Of Fire and Love by @hollyhomburg 🥺😏🤬 myg

-When I first read part 1, I already fell in love with it. Dragon yoongi, namjoon and hoseok, sorcerer jin and jungkook, fairy jimin and human baby tae!!! I’ve reread this series multiple times and it just never gets old😌I love how everything connects and the smut is spicy✨

A Song Request by @n8dlesoupguk 🥺🤬 jjk

-THIS! IS! SO! CUTTTTTEE!!!! *PUNCHING THE AIR* ahhhhh the amount of time I smiled while reading this is unreal!! I love jungkook and I love this fic. I cant say anymore because of how cute it is! READ ITTTTTT!

Only For Love by @lysjeon 🥺🤬 jjk

-This has a special place in my heart because it was my first social media au. I LOVE the characters especially sarang 🥺its so well done and reread it all the time. Chae’s aus are really good 10/10 would recommend her whole entire masterlist

I Found by @hxseok-honee 🥺🤬😂 myg

-Ahh!! binged this at 1am and I don’t regret it! It’s a hogwarts au featuring slytherin, brooding, meany, yoongi and hufflepuff reader that is friends with the whole squad. It really has everything that I love about hogwarts aus. The progression of their relationship was a whole roller coaster and at the end I was really happy for yoongi to be able to find his forever girl and be friends with crackheads.

The Dinner Party by @lamourche 🥺🤬😏 myg

-Beautiful writing and the story is immaculate *chef’s kiss* I think about this fic once a month and reread it multiple times. I love it and hate it at the same time because I just want them together and figure their shit together, especially in the recent chapter. The circumstances and emotions are relatable that I just wanna hug both of the characters 😔

Rattled by @gukslut 🤬😏 jjk

-I’ve already recommended this before, meaning, this is really good. It follows jungkook as a single father with reader as his neighbor. Its angsty as fuck and will probably make you cry for jungkook because how much struggle he goes through with raising lovely areum by himself (respect for single parents!), but they figure it out in the end!

Seven Seas by @readyplayerhobi 🥺🤬😏 kth

-When I read Atlantis!Taehyung, I was sold. This fic pops up in my head once in a while and I love it every single time I read it again. OC is a smart bitch, and works hard to achieve whatever she desires. I love her relationship with taehyung sooo much, I could picture them together being oc’s parents: lovey dovey even when they’re old and supports one another😌

Intro: Her by @jamaisjoons 🥺🤬😏 knj

-God the amount of serotonin this gives me every time I read it is *chef’s kiss* maknae as namjoon’s kids is also a bonus! I really love family aus and this completely filled me with happiness.

Chasing Butterflies by @ddaenggtan 😏🥺😂 jjk

-Pretty sure everyone already knows and loves this fic but I just had to put this here. It’s literally perfect! Oc pining for weeb jungkook is everyone because he’s cute as hell😔 the SECONDHAND EMBASSAMENT I felt when she confessed is too much😂😭 Please read it if you haven’t because IT’S SO GOOD

A Home Found In You by @lovmail 🥺(wholesome) jjk

-Another single dad jungkook because I love it😔 This fic introduced me to rochelle’s account and binged all of her other fics (which are also great). This also pops up in my head at random times and I always give in to the urge of rereading it because its so good!

For Love and Money by @jimlingss 🥺🤬😏 ksj

-This shit was a whole roller coaster alright but I loved it! it’s a forced arranged marriage and when reading the first chapter, you will want to read more. I love both of the characters soo much and the progression is immaculate, so glad they got their shit together in the end😌

Brass and Strings @jimlingss 🥺🤬😂 knj

-This was also another roller coaster of feelings and angst. It’s a little long but the pacing is really good. I LOVE the main characters so much!!! oc’s a badass, despite what she’s been through and I strive to be like her ngl😔 This made me cry on multiple occasions, just read this you won’t regret it.

Inside My Mind by @jimlingss 🥺😏 knj

-The amount of times I think about this on a monthly BASIS. It’s half fluff and smut which is the perfect combination for me😌 I love the concept of mind reading, but when people can hear nsfw thoughts though😳 honestly read it if you haven’t, IT’S SO GOOD

The Deli Diaries by @jimlingss 🥺 pjm

-This shit was the CUTEST shit ever!! both characters are so cute (I’ve said that word so many times😭) and their interactions during work is so cute😭 At this point just read Kina’s whole masterlist

The Alpha by @ladyartemesia 🤬😏 pjm

SO GOOD, immaculate, well written, the plot 10/10. This fic is amazing!! I get so excited whenever I see that it’s updated. The world is so fascinating and detailed that you wanna learn more about it. The plot is so thrilling and the action parts got me so hooked! I can’t wait for more part to come!

A Court of Curses by @readyplayerhobi 🥺🤬😏 jhs

UGGHHHH one of my favourite hobi fics ever!!! of course it’s a vampire and witch au. I love the main characters so much OK😭 they just wanna love each other and it physically hurt me when they were also hurting😭😭😭 but the ending is so satisfying, so I’m happy!

#kim seokjin #min yoongi #jung hoseok #kim namjoon #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #favourite fics #fic recs #ReadingList

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the-ghost-king · 3 years

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you have any nico headcanons where he’s ftm trans but then realizes he’s also nonbinary (he/they/she)? just struggling with gender identity lately ig.

Alright, anon, I hope these help you some, my gender has been rather ~~~ lately, if that makes any sense... I would also like to remind everyone to bind safely and if you need resources on how to safely bind without a binder feel free to reach out to me:

Nico always just knew he was a boy, dresses were a no-go, couldn't stand to wear anything that wasn't undeniably boys clothes

In the beginning Maria thought maybe it was just a texture problem, but when Nico was three she came home to see him cutting all of his hair off she knew it was deeper

This is why they ended up moving to America eventually, Maria decided that if they started over then Nico would be able to be himself

Bianca named him on the way over, she liked the name because they were "winning" by leaving Italy

Nothing really signifigant happens in regards to Nico and his gender through this point, he is able to play freely with other boys, and he goes to school with them and such

The same in the Lotus Hotel, nothing signifigant

When he and Bianca go to Westover Nico is kind of scared the whole time, because he is worried about being "caught", changing for afterschool soccer games and having communal shower spaces at the school is difficult for him to feel comfortable

He usually tries to shower late at night or early in the morning when nobody is around, and that works out okay for him

His chest starts developing around this point and he freaks out, he has no clue how to hide it or how to deal with the new stress

He ends up trying to find Bianca one day, and they do all sorts of crazy stuff to see if they can help, eventually they figure out how to use a piece of cloth they sew together

When Nico ends up at camp alone without Bianca, there's the problem once again of communal showers and they're rarely ever empty

This is how he befriends the Stolls

At some point the pair of them notice Nico is weirdly panicky about the bathrooms so they go stand outside and keep people out when Nico's in there... It's honestly how they perfect their pranking techniques

When Nico runs away from camp upset, just the day before his binder had quit fitting and he had been upset by that because he had to make a binder again

Although his sister dying pushed all other thoughts out of his head, the emotions from previous events were still leftover

This is why he buys his jacket TM, because the layers help hide his chest more and the weight is comfortable

At some point during the Labrynth he ends up binding with ace bandages (AN: Don't do this)

He also starts his period at some time around this point and kind of freaks out "oh no" and it's not entirely that his period bothers him, but more so that he just doesn't know how he's supposed to hide it

He also realizes at some point around here that he likes Percy, which makes him feel odd and more freaked out

He's struggling because "boys are supposed to like girls" and also he's struggling because if most boys oon't have periods and he does... why doesn't his bother him?

Despite Nico himself being trans, he doesn't have the vocabulary to describe anything he's going through, and he doesn't know there's other trans people, or even queer people of any sort

So he sort of begins to question "am I really a boy?" but there's so much going on in the world and he's got so much to do, so he can't really devote much time to thinking about it

Everything continues about canonically until he's in the jar after Tartarus

During a fight with a monster or something he was knocked over, and combine this with the fact that Nico was binding with ace bandages, he definitly breaks a rib

Which makes breathing with little air a lot harder

Eventually he's saved and through ambrosia and nectar Nico manages to heal his ribs a little

He isn't able to bind that whole time though, so he does his best to keep away from The Seven

After Cupid outs him to Jason, Jason asks a few days later if he wants to talk about it, at first Nico is like "no go away I don't like you don't talk to me"

But eventually he opens up to Jason, because Jason was like "I'm sorry you had to do that I promise I won’t tell anyone and if you want to talk we can talk"

Anyhow eventually Nico kind of just breaks down and he's like "I don't know if I'm a boy or a girl? I think I used to be a girl, but now I am a boy and I don't really remember how it happened” or something similar

It takes Jason a moment but eventually he’s like “Oh you’re trans?”

And Nico;s like “heh? What’s that?

And so him and Jason talk, but Jason is only kind of well versed in this topic, so he only covers “basic” MtF and FtM transition because he doesn’t really know enough about other genders to feel comfortable explaining it

And Nico’s like “there’s people? Out there?? Like me??” and he’s just Happy Nico ™

Nico is like “and there are people like me who like boys?”

And Jason is like “Yeah totally!” but internally he’s like (I think so??)

Anyhow Nico feels a little better, but he doesn’t feel perfect, he’s still struggling a little bit internally to recognize that there’s other people like him and he’s not wrong for being him

Anyhow, Jason doesn’t know enough about this stuff to know binders exist, Jason just has a little bit of secondhand information from tv shows and from being from California… He promises he’ll look into various things more when he’s back at camp or has decent access to internet

On Nico’s quest with Reyna and Hedge he obvious evaporates Bryce, and Reyna and Hedge find out

They find out he’s gay as in canon, but they realize he’s trans when caking him in mud

Hedge just goes into dad mode about the situation and is like “son”, “sport”, “kiddo”, “my male child” etc

Reyna knows a little more about trans stuff than Jason, but she’s kind of in the same “ehhh I’m not really sure of a few things” boat, but she’s supportive and she’s like “I will beat anyone who gives you a dirty look up so fast”

Eventually they get to camp, and all that happens

Three days in the infirmary happens, and basically Nico has to tell Will for medical reasons that he’s trans because Nico needs stitches or something

Anyhow Will is like “Oh yeah cool me too, can you take your binder off now?”

And Nico is like “heh???”

Anyhow Will finds out Nico is binding with ace bandages and he’s like “no, don’t do that” and then he goes and finds a proper binder in Nico’s size which he gives to him after his stay is up

When they befriend one another they have a short conversation about gender and Will is discussing like gender theory 101 type stuff, and he’s like “wait why dont you know this- oh yeah you’re from the thirties- wait do you even know what nonbinary means??”

And Nico is just staring at Will like he has three heads for the whole conversation

So Will teaches Nico about gender and pronouns, and gender presentation vs gender identity, etc

And so Nico goes “wait so there are people like me who are also gay?”

And Will is like “I like boys and girls and everything in between so yeah”

And the whole enby thing doesn’t really stick with Nico at that point he’s just like “hmm interesting, so testosterone?”

It’s just not his biggest concern, he’s just happy to know there are in fact others like him, and no he’s not crazy for not being dysphoric over his period, and that’s normal too

And he’s just like “oh so that’s top dysphoria?”

And Will is like “yeah :/”

“Oh :/”

“Mhmm :/”

Anyhow they become like good friends and they start dating sort of on accident, like they’re too close to just argue they’re friends anymore, and at some point Will just shows Nico how to give him a T shot and it’s like chill, they’re chill

Anyhow one day someone is kind of confused by Nico’s gender so they use the word “they” and it makes Nico really happy for some reason, so he goes back to Will and he’s like “tell me about this whole nobinary thing again?”

And Will is like “yes absolutely”

And Nico goes “I think I might be nonbinary can we try new pronouns?”

And so they go through all sorts of new pronouns, and Nico decides he still likes he/him but he also likes they/them and xer/xem… They likes she/her too but Nico finds it too uncomfortable sometimes because it reminds him of dysphoria

Nico decides xyr uncomfortable with using she/her but they like using female gendered terms so he does that

(Listen, I know Will saying “this is my boyfriend” was a big moment but Will calling Nico his “wife” is 10/10)

Nico’s friends are all super supportive and they do their best to learn more about gender and such things in order to better support and care for Nico

They all use different pronouns for xem and some people alternate pronouns too, but Nico knows that takes more practice

But it’s just like good and positive in Nico’s life

And he begins to play with fashion a lot and xe finds out xyr love of skirts with tights and combat boots because it’s 10/10 the best fashion

Nico also loves their big jackets and they just looks so comfy all the time everyone is like “I want to be him” and Nico grows their hair out long again, and gets his ears pierced and xe’s just a nonbinary fashion icon

They are just so cool once they figure out gender more and Nico’s just happy to play around with xyr gender and he just enjoys it

Will doesn’t play around with gender so much, he’s 100% a binary trans guy but T helped make him comfortable enough in his femininity to wear skirts a little bit on the occasion (Will in a cat maid dress 10/10), but heels and skinny jeans for some reason are still big dysphoria triggers for him so he does have some limits on what he’ll wear

Will gets top surgery when he’s like 17 because Naomi is an extremely supportive parent

So that’s how Nico meets Will’s mom and she’s like “it’s so nice to finally meet you!” and Naomi just immediately falls in love with xem and Will is like “I know they’re amazing”

And Nico is just really supportive and they sort of role reverse and Nico plays nurse while Will recovers from top surgery and they has to like brush his teeth and stuff

The experience (despite the fact that Will had an easier recovery) assures Nico in how much he wants top surgery, and he’s sad he’ll have to wait another year until he’s 18 to get it done

Anyhow Hades finds out and agrees to sign the wavers, so once Will is healed up enough to wear he can put his own clothes on and stuff, Nico decides to go through with xyrs own top surgery then too

Reyna comes to help Will take care of Nico, and Jason does too

Originally Will was supposed to help more with Nico’s care but he wasn’t able to do as much as he thought so they had to phone their friends

Eventually they both heal up really well and they’re happy to be done with that

Nico spends time debating testosterone, while Will spends time debating lower surgery

During this time Nico starts art school and Will starts medical school

Meeting more nonbinary people makes Nico feel at home and he determines that xe doesn’t want to go on testosterone but it’s still a maybe in the future

Will however decides he does want lower surgery, so Will and Lou Ellen decide to get lower surgery together as friends so they can share in the pain (Lou Ellen is a trans woman as far as I’m concerned this is canon)

Nico takes some time off to do school from home so he can help the two of them, and Naomi comes to live with them as well for a bit

Will and Nico both finish school eventually and they decide to adopt trans kids to help them out more

Anyhow, I hope you enjoy all of that anon! I'm all ideaed (idea-ed??) out and so I hope this is at least similar to what you were looking for, and this is helpful with your dysphoria somewhat <3

#anon #Asks #nico di angelo #pjo #hoo #will solace #solangelo #i tried to keep it mostly Nico centric

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Slower Than Words Epilogue

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Yep, this is it :’’’( The very end. I most certainly teared up a bit while writing it. Thank you all so much for reading, sharing, and commenting. I still have trouble believing how many people actually like my writing, but you all have never dropped your support. I really mean it when I tag ‘love you guys’ on every chapter.

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Thank you again for sharing this journey with me. And now, on to the finale!

cw: flashback from an outsider’s pov, food

“Everything’s fine? The move went well?”

“Dad, we’re fine,” Patton replied, smiling at the camera. Logan shifted uncomfortably on the other end. “Really, we’re good. The neighbors even brought over some banana bread.”

His father flinched at the mention of neighbors, then forced a smile onto his face. “That’s . . . very kind. Of them. To do that.”

“Yes, it is,” Patton encouraged.

Logan hadn’t been able to take enough time off work to come visit them yet, so it had been five months since they had seen each other in person. They video chatted every day, but Father always seemed on edge. As time passed, he didn’t appear to be getting much better at all with the distance. Remus would sometimes sit in on the calls, and he seemed happy with Father’s progress, but Patton couldn’t help but compare him to the man he’d grown up with. Where was the quiet strength, the soft smiles, the feeling of protection?

Patton didn't blame him, though. They had all changed. It was part of life, and growing, and learning. Nothing stayed the same, and that was okay.

“How are you and Virgil?” Father asked, as he always did. Patton laughed a little.

“We’re good,” Patton signed. “I told you that we’re doing therapy together, right?” Logan nodded. Patton nodded as well. “Yeah, it’s cheaper. And we’re learning a lot.”

“And no fights between the roommates?”

“We . . . we did just move in yesterday.”

Logan raised his eyebrows. “Well, there are four of you,” he signed. “Who knows?”

“Since it’s only two bedrooms, Remus and Roman have decided to share too,” Patton told him, “but Virgil and I are pretty sure that won’t last long. They have a deal to trade between the bed and the air mattress every other week, but Virgil thinks it won’t even be one week before one of them drags the air mattress into the living room.”

The room shook a bit and Patton looked up to see Virgil closing the front door behind him. He kicked off his shoes and propped his white cane up in the corner behind the door, before turning his head from this way to that, listening.

“I’m on the couch,” Patton called out. Father jumped at the sound of his voice, but tried to play it off as straightening his collar.

Virgil waved in the direction of the couch, then promptly tripped over Roman’s dress shoes. Patton giggled when he signed a curse as well as saying it out loud.

Virgil paused by the couch, well in view of the laptop that Patton was video chatting on. Father began talking (probably a greeting) as Patton hopped up to kiss his boyfriend. Virgil smiled, said something in response to Father, then headed toward the kitchen.

Patton checked to make sure his phone was on. Remus had been the one to do the shopping, and who knew how he had thrown everything into the cupboards and fridge. It was a little after noon, so Roman would probably be home soon to help Virgil find food, but if he didn’t want to wait Virgil would take a picture of the contents of the fridge and text it to Patton so that he could tell him the locations of each thing.

“How is everything for you? Remus says he won’t hesitate to drive down there if you don’t take care of yourself.”

Logan smiled softly. “I assure you, I am quite all right,” he waved. “I am even attending therapy.”

“That’s—” Patton dropped his hands as he glanced back at his phone, which had just buzzed. The notification wasn’t a text message, though. It was from the app that all of them had, the one that called for help. The notification was from Virgil. His heart dropped, just as it always did.

“I’ve got to go, goodbye,” Patton signed quickly. He’d closed the laptop before Father even finished his farewell. Then he was up and off to the kitchen, which luckily was only a few steps away from the living room.

Virgil was crouched on the floor, a container of food open in front of him. His hands covered his face and his whole body was trembling, tension in every line.

Patton froze for a moment, scared. What could he do? He had no idea what had triggered Virgil, or if they had any ice cubes to use to snap him out of it, or if he would even be able to bring him back by himself. But the moment of uncertainty passed, and Patton dropped to his knees beside the shaking man.

It was easy to kick the leftovers away, less easy to maneuver Virgil into his arms. Once they were sort of comfortable on the floor, Patton began tracing soothing words into Virgil’s arm. It wasn’t instant, but soon enough Virgil began to calm down, eventually breathing in a steady rhythm.

“You okay?” Patton asked quietly. Virgil shrugged, gripping his jeans as his legs continued to shake. Patton held him closer, a hand rubbing his back soothingly.

Don’t let go, Virgil wrote tremulously onto Patton’s arm.

I never will.

When Roman arrived home, slinging his backpack onto the card table that made up their dining room, he found them still that way, curled up in each other on the tiled kitchen floor. He made a mental note to later ask what had happened, quietly picked up the container of food, then retreated to his and Remus’s bedroom.

Remus pushed open their bedroom door, ready to just flop onto whichever bed was Roman’s. Lucky him, Roman was already stretched out there, a container of leftover pasta and a plastic fork beside him. He looked up from the food and smiled cautiously.

“Hey,” he said. “How was therapy?”

Remus shrugged.

Roman winced. “Is that . . . not something I’m supposed to ask about? Virgil’s usually okay with talking about it a bit, but—”

“Nah, it’s . . . whatever.” Remus dropped to the mattress on the floor, toeing off his socks. “Didn’t really say anything, but that’s group therapy for ya. Not talking doesn’t waste anybody’s time.”

Roman was quiet for a moment, and Remus glanced at him. He looked like he was thinking—always a first time for everything, Remus supposed. As soon as Remus had pulled his phone out of his pocket, Roman spoke.

“Do you think that, possibly, I could come with you? Next time?”

Okay, apparently there was a first time for everything. Remus frowned and dropped his phone, looking at the wall.

Roman was quick to backtrack. “I mean, I know that I didn’t go through all that . . . stuff . . . that you did, but . . . I don’t know. Maybe as support for you?”

“Is this still about you punching me?” Remus asked, eyes narrowed. “Because I told you, we’re cool.”

Roman shrugged awkwardly, his face turning red. “Yeah, I just want to help you in any way that I can. Also, Virgil thinks that I might be developing secondhand trauma?” he added, grimacing. “So I thought that perhaps I could benefit from it. And learn more ways to help all of you.”

“Roman, that’s. . . .” He wanted to say ‘very thoughtful’ or ‘selfless’ or ‘good thinking’. What came out of his mouth, though, was “expensive.”

Roman looked away, and now it was Remus’s turn to backtrack. “I mean, I did just get that job,” he said quickly, “and I’d love to help ya out in any way that I can. I even wouldn’t mind giving up therapy, if you think you wanna try it out. I don’t need it that bad.”

Roman laughed, and Remus relaxed fractionally. “Don’t worry,” he said, turning back to his pasta. “Mom and Dad are willing to pay for half of it, and I can cover the rest if I cut down my meal plan. After all, we’re buying plenty of food. I don’t need twenty-one meals a week.”

“You sure? After all, you’re walking an extra two blocks to campus,” Remus reminded. “You need all the strength you can get, for such a journey!”

Roman threw a pillow at him. “Shut up,” he chuckled, then frowned. “And give that back.”

Remus shoved the pillow under himself and smirked. “Too late.”

Instead of fighting for it back, Roman just smiled softly and twirled his fork in the pasta. “Yeah. That’s okay, though.”

Virgil breathed in as he woke, feeling the warmth of the sun on his arm that rested above the blankets. It wasn’t quite time to get up, then. If it was, the sunlight that filtered through the gap in their blinds would have reached his face.

He lay there for as long as he could, burrowing deeper under the blankets and into Patton’s arms. The softness of his nightshirt rubbed against his nose and cheek, and Virgil sighed contentedly. This was everything.

Yesterday’s flashback had been bad (who even gets triggered by the sound of a container opening?), but Patton had been there. Moving had been hard, but Patton had been there. Therapy was hard, but Patton was there.

It wasn’t just Patton, either. Roman was taking many of the same classes that he was, despite not needing all of them. Remus was willing to drive him just about anywhere, even to a park just to sit in silence for hours. Patton’s dad, for some reason, regularly called him to check up on him. Roman’s parents cared for him like he was another son. Even Roman’s on-and-off boyfriend, Janus, dropped by to hang out sometimes.

So, Virgil had a pretty good support group. On the days when he felt like just giving up, there was always someone to help him up. Just like he was there for the others. They all loved and supported each other, in their own ways.

Patton’s breathing shifted with a snuffle, followed by him nestling his face into Virgil’s hair. A moment later, he was tracing on Virgil’s arm.

Hey you.

Virgil didn’t even try to muffle the giggle that escaped. The ray of sun had reached his head, warming his dark hair. The alarm would be going off at any minute, but for now, he was happy to be in his boyfriend’s arms.

Date tonight? he asked, his fingers moving slowly on Patton’s arm. At the smoothie place, with Roman and Janus?

Sounds good!

Virgil placed his hands on Patton’s chest, meeting his lips for a slow kiss. When they parted, he relaxed back into his love’s arms, unabashedly snuggling. The alarm clock would have to grow arms and pry them apart to get him out of bed.

Old Virgil would have scoffed, unimpressed at his thirst for human contact. Old Virgil wanted to be alone.

As long as it was Roman, and Remus, and Mr. and Mrs. Allred, and Logan, and Janus, and Patton—wonderful, beautiful Patton—Virgil didn’t think he would mind it if he was never alone again.

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