#anyways i am very excited for y'all to read it when it's done

[sarahghetti]

okay so I'm DEFINITELY not finishing this last piece for the mk bingo like I thought.... it's at 4k words and I'm maybe halfway done???? 😭 childhood friends-to-lovers has me so weak until I realize... I actually have to write the childhood bit........

here's a very very short snippet:

"You should’ve just gone with Marc. You shouldn’t have let yourself be pressured by a public prom-posal from a guy who you never liked in the first place, but Brooke had called dibs on asking your best friend to homecoming and someone else said that it was girl code not to interfere even thought he’s your best friend and you didn’t even get the chance to talk to him about it because then Seth pulled out a fucking poster in the middle of chemistry class with shitty sparkly block letters only to make out with Nora Gutierrez not one hour into the night—"

[lovelettersfromluna]

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Sweet Little Lies *ੈ✩‧₊˚

{Ellie Williams x Reader}

Summary: Being on tour with someone you’ve been ignoring for two months is hard…but doable

an: AHHHHHH!!! I am so excited to finally give you guys the second part of The Perfect Girl! I can confidently say that the vibe of this one has been so much fun to write and think about ideas for, and it makes me so happy that you’ve been enjoying it! This one is pretty short, im sorry but! the next part will be longer, fluffier and much smuttier hehe. Anyways, I hope you guys like this part too. 🖤 (Also yes I know I posted this before the poll was up but y'all saw how it was going im sorry I am an impatient woman)

Warnings: 18+!!! Eventual smut, Ellie is selfish point blank period, reader is extremely sad, some making out but doesn't lead to much, ANGST!!!!, this one is pretty short so not many warnings hehe. let me know if I missed anything pleaseeee.

Part 1 can be read here!

The rest of the tour was…rough.

After the night at the club, the silent treatment that you had for Ellie had gone from simply ignoring her, to pretending like she didn’t even exist.

Shows were awkward, practice was awkward, being in a fucking band with her was awkward. Not to mention the very noticeable divide that it put between you and the other members.

The entire situation made it hard to talk to anyone. It made you feel extremely isolated, because you had convinced yourself that no one could possibly understand, especially not the other two men in your band, so you barely spoke to anyone.

In return of that, the other members found it hard to talk to Ellie. Because ever since you had pulled away, things were just no longer the same.

The late nights hanging out in someone’s hotel room stopped, partying after shows were done without you, and the only times anyone truly ever saw you was when you had to perform. When you were done, you’d quietly go back to your hotel room to sulk.

The tour ended that way, with you silently pulling all of your things from the back of the tour bus once you had returned home and catching a cab back to your apartment in the city, going against the tradition that you all had done every time when coming back home, which was going to your favorite local bar and trying to out drink each other before stumbling home in the cold.

So now, you were home, still ignoring everyone.

It was hard for you. Because the girl you’ve looked up to for so long, wanted for so long, had said such mean things about you. And you weren’t an idiot, because never for a second did you ever think that Ellie could ever want you the way that you wanted her, even when you were wrapped up in her arms at night, or when she whispered stupid jokes in your ear whenever you were sad, her lips ghosting over your skin, you never once thought that you could have her. Because you weren’t a kid with a great big imagination, with hopes and dreams that you’d one day be swept off of your feet by her.

You knew deep down that it would never work out, and you were okay with that. You had long accepted that your love was unrequited, and as much as it hurt you to see her date girls she’d only known for a few weeks, and fuck countless groupies every night, you never let it get to you.

But hearing her say what she said, hearing those words fall from her pretty lips….it was like something was eating you from the inside out, and the love that you had for Ellie couldn’t outweigh the pain that she brought you.

And you couldn’t fucking do it anymore.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚

The decision you had made didn’t come without heartache. You cried, you screamed, you threw things, ruining your room entirely, your rage and sadness burned you so deeply, because in all of this you still blamed yourself, and not her.

It had been almost a month since you got back from tour, and you could count on your hands how many times you left your apartment. Dylan and Charlie came by the visit a few times, and their apologetic smiles somehow pissed you off even further, because it made you feel small and frail, like you’d never be able to come back from this on your own.

You appreciated them, and you enjoyed the times they were around because it gave you an out from thinking about Ellie.

But all good things would come to an end.

That’s how you found yourself at Dylan’s apartment. He was shocked when you showed up, having not seen you outside of your apartment in who knows how long.

He knew that whatever it was you were there for, was serious.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚

Ellie felt like she was seeing red.

She slammed the door to her car once she arrived at your apartment building, her nostrils flaring as she breathed hard. She couldn’t even stop for a moment to think about what she was doing, or if you’d even be home.

But after her phone call with Dylan, she didn’t care. She needed to see you.

After tour had ended, she had found her way to your place a few times. The first time she had a bouquet of red roses gripped between her hand, which after 10 minutes of standing outside your door, she took home and threw in the trash. The second time she came by with a box of cookies from your favorite bakery, which she ended up angrily shoving into Charlie’s chest when she came back home and he was at her apartment waiting for her to teach him a new guitar riff. The third time she simply slipped a hand written note under your door about how sorry she was, which you had promptly ripped up once you saw the small ‘from: Ellie :’)’ written on the front.

That was the last time she had showed up, figuring that you’d come around whenever you had cooled down from the entire situation. What she didn’t expect though, was for it to go on for months after tour had ended.

But she was done, she was over this and she was over you ignoring her.

She knocked on your door loudly, staring knuckles banging on the wood of your front door, making you frown as the loud noise echoed throughout your apartment. You sighed, opening the door harshly.

“I told you I didn’t want one of your fucking pamphlets! If you don’t leave I’m calling the fucking-“ your words were cut off, eyes going wide as you looked up and caught eye of Ellie.

A very angry Ellie.

You sighed tiredly, already trying to close the door on her. “Go home Ellie…” you mumbled out. But her palm was pressing against your door and stopping you from closing it on her.

“You’re quitting the fucking band?” Her voice is harsh, and her words make you freeze as you stop pushing your door closed.

You figured word would’ve gotten out sooner or later…you just preferred later rather than sooner.

You let out a sigh, one of your hands coming up to tuck a strand of your hair back before you give her a half shrug. “I told Dylan not to tell you until the end of the month..” you mumble out, your eyes staring at your sock clad feet.

The second you confirm it, you’re confirming Ellie’s greatest nightmare, and she’s pushing past you and walking into your apartment before you can even tell her that you don’t want her in that, and that she needed to leave.

There’s no use in fighting her, because she’s already there and she’s clearly very pissed off, so you simply close your door behind you and lock it. You figure that if this is the last conversation you’ll have with Ellie, it might as well be this one.

Ellie is pacing back and forth in your small living room, hands in her hips as she tries to get a grip of everything that she’s learned within the past few hours. She wants it to be a lie, she wanted to come to your apartment and have you tell her it was all a prank, and she’d finally hear that pretty laugh of yours when you too made up and cuddled on your couch.

But you weren’t, you weren’t giving Ellie any of that and it made her feel even more pissed off.

“Ellie…” you mumbled softly, reaching out and trying to grab her arm gently, trying to calm the girl down so you could explain.

Ellie pulled her arm away the second you tried reaching out for her. The soft tone of yours was all she had wanted for the last three months, hearing the way you’d soothe her when she became too consumed in her feelings.

But Ellie felt betrayed, she felt like she was being left behind, like you were throwing her away and leaving her like everyone else did.

You were abandoning her.

“No! Are you fucking kidding me? You don’t talk to me for three months and the first thing I hear about you doesn’t even come directly from you? You didn’t even have the fucking decency to sit us down and tell all of us…you told Dylan and you had him deliver your message to us like he’s your fucking bitch” she spat.

You knew she was mad, you knew she’d come to your apartment in a rage when she found out. You had prepared for it, you prepared for all the nasty things Ellie would say to you.

But you didn’t expect any of this..

You inhaled deeply, trying your best not to let her words affect you.

“Look, Ellie…I just…it took me a long time to figure out what I needed to do to feel better. I don’t…it just isn’t working for me anymore-“ she cut you off, her hurtful words coming back with a vengeance.

“Bull fucking shit.” She spits out, and her tone is enough to make you flinch. Her words are cutting into you just like they had that night in her hotel room, and you’re trying to find something in you to not lose your fucking mind right now.

“You’re leaving because of me, because of something I said. You’re…you’re leaving behind something fucking amazing because I hurt your feelings. I don’t know how many times I have to say it! But I’m fucking sorry! Okay? I feel awful for what I said and I wish I could take it back but I can’t, and I’m sorry, but you’re being weak for leaving because of it” she yells out.

And everything stops….because all you can hear from anything shes just said…

Is that you, are weak.

And it’s like some sort of fucking phenomenon or something, because you suddenly feel like you’re being transported to that night, and you’re standing behind a wall, listening to Ellie laugh about how…how fucking unwanted you are.

And you don’t hold back anymore. You’re done holding back.

“Yes Ellie, are you even listening to yourself right now? Have you for one fucking second not been a selfish asshole to think about how any of this has affected me?” Your voice is tired, and it sounds like you’ve been internally fighting with yourself to keep these words inside.

“You hurt me Ellie! If you’re so sorry you said those things, then why did you fucking say them? Is it so hard to just say you don’t see me that way? To be a sensible human fucking being and not trying to dig me into a deeper hole than you already fucking have?” Your voice is growing louder and louder, and you’re slowly closing the space between the both of you as you shout at her.

When you’re right in front of her, your chest almost pressed against hers, your voice is quiet, and it almost sounds like you’re whispering to her for a moment.

“I never once believed that you could ever want me…but saying the things that you said about me, and then sabotaging me whenever I’m trying to live my fucking life…I can’t do it anymore Ellie…I can’t be around you anymore..”

Ellie almost fucking whimpers, because the tone of your voice is nearly enough to bring her to tears.

You aren’t even fighting anymore, you’re just tired. You’re practically begging her to let you go because she’s just held you in her hands for too long, never giving you the chance to grow and become something more than what you are.

Ellie feels it, just by the look in your eyes, she can feel that this will be the last chance she has to tell you, to come clean and stop lying to herself and to you.

Shes being given one last chance, so she knows she can’t mess it up.

“I’m in love with you.” She deadpans.

You roll your eyes, walking away from the girl. You had no time for games, and that surely meant Ellie falsely confessing her love for you just to keep you in the band.

You nodded your head towards your door as you watched her. “Nice try Ellie. I’m sure you’ll be able to charm some other girl enough to replace me as lead singer by the end of the month. It’s time for you to go” you sigh out.

And Ellie is practically whining as she makes her way over to you, towering over you as she pleads.

“I…I’m not lying…fuck id never lie about this. Leave the band if you want, I don’t care, I just…” she grabs your hand, bringing it up to lay over her heart as she sighs “I need you to know how sorry I am..and how I feel about you…” she sighs out.

Your eyebrows were furrowed as you looked down at your hand pressed against her chest, rolling your eyes as you used the placement to push her away from you.

“Ellie, cut it out. Seriously. I heard what you said about me, I heard all of it. Im not your type, remember? I look like a kicked puppy everytime you’re with another girl” you sighed out as you pushed past her, walking off into your living room before plopping onto the couch with a loud huff.

Ellie was groaning softly, hearing her own words being relayed to her in your voice made her heart break even more than it had before. She followed behind you, sitting on the couch and reaching for you.

“I..I didn’t mean any of that! I panicked!” her words catch your attention, but she groans when she sees the unamused look you’re giving her.

“I swear…just…” She tried, pleading for just a bit of your time before she was getting on her knees in front of you, pushing your legs apart so that her body was pressed against the edge of the couch, and you had no choice but to look at her.

“I’m an idiot, okay? The last thing I wanted was for Charlie and Dylan to tease me about having a massive fucking crush on you…I just…you’re too good for me, I’m not…I know that you deserve better than me…but I can’t help the way I feel about you. It eats away at me at night and it makes it hard to sleep and it doesn’t stop unless you’re around” She rambled, her eyebrows knitted together as she spoke.

Her closeness made your cheeks burn red, and you tried to keep your face down because you knew the longer you’d look into her eyes, the easier it would be for her to make you fold. You frowned as you shook your head, and before you could even speak, she was already talking.

“Please…please I’m so sorry baby…it’s killing me…not being with you is fucking killing me. I’ll leave the band, I’ll pack up and you can find a new guitarist to take my place just..” her words died down, and her fingers were placed gently under your chin to force you to look at her, and you almost lost your breath because..

Ellie was crying.

And not only was Ellie crying, but Ellie was crying for you.

Her green eyes were rimmed red, and her eyelashes were clumping together, and your insides twisted because all you wanted to do was to hold her, pull her into your chest and tell her that it was okay, that you were okay, and that you could be together.

But you couldn’t. Not after what she did.

“Ellie I…I can’t…” you mumbled softly. You opened your mouth to explain further, but you found that you couldn’t speak.

Because Ellie’s like were pressed firmly against yours.

Her long fingers were cupping either side of your face, keeping you close as her lips moved against yours. You gasped softly, trying to break away from her, but she used it as an opportunity to slip her tongue into your mouth, and from that point on, you melted into her completely.

You moaned softly, and Ellie was already pushing you back to lay against the couch, her body hovering over yours as she kissed you so deeply, so passionately, you could feel all of the love she had for you seeping into your mouth.

It felt amazing, having you pressed up against her, whining into her mouth and breathlessly begging for more. It was like every dream Ellie had ever had of you was finally coming true…

But she couldn’t shake the sinking feeling that came with it.

If this is what Ellie had always wanted, why was it that she felt like she was doing something wrong? Why did it loom over her like a dark cloud, soaking into her core and making her feel terrible about doing this to you…distracting you from everything she’s done with sweet kisses and breathy moans.

She wanted it…god she wanted it more than anything

But this wasn’t right.

She furrowed her eyebrows as she gripped your waist, moaning softly as she pulled away from you. You frown in confusion, staring up at her and searching for what might be wrong, what you had done to make her stop.

“What? What is it Els?” And Ellie swears she’s never heard something so sweet, the nickname you had for her like the sweetest melody she’d ever heard.

She sighed, gently pulling away from you as she shook her head. “This isn’t right…” she mumbled softly. She sits down across from you, her legs spread with her elbows resting on her knees, hunched over a bit.

You frown as you watch her, sitting up and adjusting your tank top, suddenly feeling extremely exposed underneath the girls presence. “Do you…not want me?” You mumble softly. Ellie’s eyes are nearly bulging out of her head as she quickly turns to you, grabbing your face and pulling you close as she shakes her head quickly.

“No! God no I….you’re everything I’ve ever dreamed of angel…it’s just…” she sighs, her voice raspy before she starts again. “This isn’t how this is supposed to go…you’re worth so much more than what I’ve given to you…I’ve been mean, and selfish and...And I come here expecting you to just forgive me and...and give yourself to me and...it isn't right.." She sighs out. You pout softly as you listen to her, and you are suddenly remembering all of the things that Ellie said, and you can't help but agree that the wounds are still fresh.

She notices how deep in thought you are, and she uses her strong hands to grip your thighs and pull you so you're straddling her lap. She licks her lips, her hands toying with the plush skin of your thighs as you both stay there for a moment, before she breaks the silence.

"Im not going to convince you that you need to stay in the band...if you really want to leave, thats your decision..but..." She sighs softly.

"Let me prove to you that you're what I want...give me one chance to do this the right way, and I promise princess...you won't regret it.." Her voice is raspy, and it reminds you of all the times she would talk to you while you both laid in bed together and you couldn't sleep. It reminds you of all the times Ellie called you on the phone in the middle night, too high and too needy, just so she could hear your voice.

And it reminds you of how in love you are with Ellie Williams..

Your hands slowly go to rest on her shoulders, your fingers toying with the ends of her hair at the nape of her neck, and you can swear you can see the girl visibly glow the second you give her a nod. In an instant, she's pulling you closer and pressing kisses to your neck, in spots that she knows you're extremely ticklish at. You nudge her gently to stop before you both settle down.

"Thank you angel...I promise...I'll do right by you.." She mumbles softly, her pretty green eyes staring at your plush lips before she leans in, pressing the softest, most gentle kiss to them, almost as if she were afraid she'd break you all over again.

[finalfrontierpublishing]

A Case of You by @epitomereally

Happy (belated) Fanfiction Writers Appreciation Day! For FFWAD, Renegade Bindery runs an event where we bind copies of fics for their authors and I was super excited to be able to bind this for a fellow bookbinder!

I'm rather new to the Drarry fandom but @epitomereally has been absolutely wonderful in providing fic recs and bookbinding advice. She is so so kind and I have enjoyed seeing the lovely books she has created for fellow authors, and somewhere along the way I hatched a sekret plan to bind a copy of her fic for her.

Some stats as usual:

97,262 words || 354 pages

body text: EB Garamond 11 point

accents: Bestaline Sans, Bell MT and Bembo Std

I had really wanted to do a design on the spine (both of us like doing some spine stitching as a design feature), so i really wanted to be able to put it in a bind for her. also my near obsessive fixation with spine stitching worked out in my favour because i settled on a constellation design and ran with it. the design on the spine is stitched with gold linen thread, and accented by some designs done in heat reactive foil.

for bookcloth, I settled fairly quickly on night sky blue so colibri elder made an appearance. I had a little trouble with colour matching for the endpapers with the endbands (i should have probably done pink instead of purple), but I still like the relative cohesiveness of the look of this book. Endpapers are Crepaldi, i am absolutely shameless about my stash.

I also was very excited because I learnt Affinity Publisher for this book!!! Zero regrets, it looks amazing, i am a convert I will never go back to Microsoft Word goddamn. and ME AND SIDE HEADERS - i love them though the book might have benefited from larger margins. THEY'RE SO SEXY MY GOD.

hehe, i may have also sustained a flesh wound while cutting the board for this book but HEY WE ALL EVENTUALLY HAVE ONE OF THESE THINGS (WHERE WE GOTTA GO TO THE A&E BECAUSE OF A BOOKBINDING MISHAP) BEAUTY IS PAIN Y'ALL.

ULTIMATELY I'M SO GLAD THE BOOK ARRIVED SAFELY TODAY AND I'M SO HAPPY SHE LOVED THE BOOK. when you bind for another bookbinder, it's both stressful and extremely endorphin-releasing because the other bookbinder both appreciates all the design choices you make as well as knows exactly where you might have fucked up.

ultimately, making a book is a small small gift for someone who so generously wrote a novel-length epic for free and shared it with the masses for a love of fandom.

anyway, go read this fic, guys, it's so so good, and SHE JUST WROTE A NEW ONE (IT IS ALSO EXCELLENT and i am savouring it WHILE PONDERING DESIGN CHOICES HEHEHEHEH)

Please check out her AO3 page here.

Other things I've been working on:

FOILED EDGES HAVE BECOME MY PASSION I HAVE NO REGRETS. @duran-binding and I have been excitedly getting everyone into sanding and THE LOVE FOR POWER SANDING AND DOING FOILED EDGES. Marissa has even succeeded with hidden fore-edge painting - ALL HAIL OUR EDGELORD who does marbled edges and hidden fore-edge painting and has so kindly shared all her information with others for absolutely free. ❤️‍🔥

[vitaminseetarot]

PAC Pick a Song - What About You Currently Shines Brightest?

Sup y'all, I'm back in time for the start of Leo season with another pick a card reading! The full moon is coming right up and I will likely do a reading for that as well very shortly, but I already had this done the other day and wanted to get it finally posted after much delay!

Below here are three cards to choose from belonging to the now-obsolete board game DropMix. It was a game connected to an app now unfortunately no longer in service, but it allowed the game to play by having chips in the cards activate a code that would send to a phone app to tally points as well as play music. You could pile the different cards together on a jockey board based on color and basically create your own remixes. You could play or make freestyle music. My basic pack has as many cards as the minor arcana + 4, so I thought these would be fun to bring out and work with for the partygoing Leo energy that's budding this late summer.

1, 2, 3

Pile 1. The Weeknd - Can't Feel My Face

Cards: Baroness (Fire, Leo); "I am in touch with my purpose and passion in life"; 7 of Swords, XIX Sun, XVIII Moon

(Okay just a quick note I just gotta let u know that I eventually plan to paint over the Sun card for my only RWS-esque deck because the smiley face creeps me out lol so I put a tiny candle over its haunting face. The Sun is supposed to be a positive card dangit!)

Anyway back to your reading! Right off the bat I feel like you're gonna be shining bright this season no matter how you personally feel about summer, get in the mood and live it up! Light that bonfire. Jump in the pile of autumn leaves. Tap into your senses in the most innocent and playful way. I feel like you shine brightly when you get excited about literally anything in your life, it could be a new brand of coffee or new pair of jeans or something but people like how you react to things. Reminds me of Youtubers who have these funny but authentic personalities as they review random products or whatever.

I feel like you can get so in love with something that you kinda, as the song suggests, "go numb" and let everything else fizzle away from your focus. But the thing to remember is that all those other things are still there even if they don't light you up. It's all about learning to find the sweet spot between really enjoying the moment and being in flow with the best of things while also attending to the gritty details. It doesn't mean you should "go numb" in the other direction by only focusing on practical things. When I see Sun and Moon in the same three card reading I am reminded of Temperance because you're trying to balance two different energies together that are ultimately meant to work together. Manifestation+work, joy+catharsis, reason+instinct, yeah? It's a lot to seesaw back and forth every day but 7 of swords tells me that you find ingenious ways to pull it off. Don't let the shyness snuff the light out, and don't let the egoic sense of duty override your needs.

If you feel like sometimes you have to sneak away to find time to enjoy what makes you shine from the inside, I'm getting guidance for the collective to simply learn how to share a little bit of what you're doing while balancing it with the part of you that wants to protect your creative ideas and work on them. Again, there's a message here about balance. You don't have to spill everything about your life to the first person who asks, but at the same time there will be people who benefit from your fiery energy. Your interests and talents deserve to take up some space, pile 1. I think this pile just shines in general even if you're not always aware of it, even if it's incredibly subtle. It's in the little things.

⊱ ──── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ─── ⊰⊱ ──── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ─── ⊰⊱ ──── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ─── ⊰

Pile 2. Evanescence - Bring Me to Life

Shield (Fire, Sagittarius); "I attract relationship in harmony with my authentic self"; 5 of Cups, 10 of Pentacles, 9 of Pentacles

This pile could be going through some awakening period right now. I know, I know, it may sound cliché with "wake me up inside" as the lyrics, but it occurred to me that the Shield in your card is like this old energy that has been barricading you from material experiences. Like this is a pile who's really already been in the thick of the brambles and is wanting to come out. The Sagittarius arrow sign is in my mind like a flare set off from deep in the woods as if to say, "hey! I'm over here, come find me!" It's being let off in the sky in the hopes of rekindling some sort of lost connection to something, could be a person or to a certain goal. You currently shine brightest when it comes to relating to others, and seeking out positive relationships.

It could be that you've gone through some disrupting experiences that have encouraged you to wall off to self heal. This may have taken a long period of time to work through. I feel that you're moving into a part of the thicket where more light is pouring in from the outside, that you're near the end of a long isolating tunnel. You're entering a phase of your life where you're ready to have connections that feel more solid and real, rather than fairweather friendships. You're looking for sustainability, for people to have some sense of loyalty with. People with whom you can truly enjoy the abundance of life. The main issue is that grief and isolation can becomes habits that we may need to temper with in order to allow the new. Forgive yourself when you still feel the need to retreat even as you begin to stand out more. Depending on how long it's been, it can be quite an adjustment.

Maybe abundance is coming a little slow here, as the green color here is blocky. But it's rich like emerald, so once it's found, things will transform in your life radically. It's saying that even if you identify as an introvert, there is still "treasure" to be found in building new relationships. It could be totally virtual. But you shine from making the most out of the opportunities that your current or as of yet undiscovered relationships have to offer. You have a lot to offer others as well. I do get a strong teaching role from this pile. Maybe you've thought about going into teaching. I think your students would see you as sensitive and resourceful.

⊱ ──── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ─── ⊰⊱ ──── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ─── ⊰⊱ ──── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ─── ⊰

Pile 3. LMFAO - Sexy and I Know It

Marigold (Water, Scorpio); "I am wise and wonderful"; 6 of Pentacles, 2 of Pentacles, 10 of Cups

Your reading is so clear to me, you shine brightest when you are fully present in the moment and loving what you're doing and who you're being. I don't think this pile likes to waste any time lol. I think you've had some hard experiences that have taught you how to value the time and resources you have, especially when you give this energy way generously. And I get the sense that you're learning how to manage both the philanthropy side of things with the personal fulfillment side. You're learning that one does not necessarily require the sacrifice of another. Compromise, maybe, but not at a net loss. You can give without overextending the hand, you can seek out bliss in life without taking it away from others.

This is not a common trait to shine in, pile 3. It's a mature place to shine, but not always easy to develop. It's required a lot from you right from the beginning. There were probably some things you had to let go to make it all work before. But it doesn't always have to be that way. Your ability to rise above the situation, brush the dust off your coat and move forward is what makes you shine. Although I'll say this: even if it looks like all is going well, you're still allowed to feel whatever grief is stored up inside you. It's part of moving past it in order to make the most out of the present.

Some of these experiences may have had something to do with your sense of confidence, your body image, how your present yourself to others, self-expression, and I'm also getting pretty privilege as a topic. Self worth over buying the right kind of things too… I think you're letting your hair down finally. You're letting some outdated ideas about your image go, you shine when you declare yourself to be beautiful and sexy "just because". Why does there need to be a reason? Some people might tell you that you, in particular, aren't "allowed" to feel good in your own skin and clothes. Some may get threatened by your confidence. But it's because that's where you shine and it's up to them to adjust their vision. Tell em to make an optometrist appointment if they can't handle seeing your presentation.

⊱ ──── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ─── ⊰⊱ ──── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ─── ⊰⊱ ──── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ─── ⊰

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2023, Vitaminsee Tarot ™

[prince-liest]

Your last 666 series installment is the best thing that happened to me. Its full of gore, somehow fluffy and wait-.. do I finally see some FRICKING COMUNICATION between the two idiots!?!?!

Ngl, Vox's 'Alastor not being able to love' statement hurt my soul. Your writing is brilliant and and let's just see what ending ya wro-..O MA LORD IS THAT VAL'S LOVE POTION!?!?!?!?

Now I need to know what's next!!!! And VOX I SWEAR IF U USE THIS SITUATION IN ANY WAY IM GOING TO SKIN YOU ALIVE.

This series is a blast♡ love it!♡ makes me weirdly passionate and excited hah!

Some communication, and some communication failure, hahaha. They're going to be talking a lot more in the next one, actually, because I meant to write some NSFW and they had to go and attempt a healthy conversation instead. What can you do.

Thank you so much, I'm delighted that you're enjoying! :D

And: Way more anon asks about the latest 666 getting answered under the cut! <3 I combined a bunch from the last couple of days.

prince, I'm going insane over the latest fic. so we know from Alastor's inner monologue that he knows the roofie was an accident, but considering the super stressful situation, the fact that Vox was the one to ask for a kiss and the fact that Alastor accused him of wanting instead of loving him not a few minutes ago…. makes me wonder if Vox might not be at least a little worred that Alastor might think it was on purpose <3 gonna be rotating this in my head for the foreseeable future - ✨

I am so glad that these things are on y'all's minds, hahaha. Because you can bet they are on mine. >:D And THANK YOU, very pleased to be dragging everyone down into insanity with me.

“Should I stitch together the scars your teeth left in me in a mirror of my own signature on your body.” Fucking. POETRY. 🐈‍⬛

I am always so happy when I write shit like this and instead of everyone pointing at me and going, "Look, what an EDGELORD!" the response is you people being VERY nice and leaning into the feelsy fun! 💛

holy moly ??? i love the new 666 addition aaaah 😭🙏 the trials and tribulations of feeling scorned and ghosted by a loser who confessed his love to you and the next time you see him he’s holding your LITERAL heart in his hands by alastor ! OMFG this was too good esp the part where vox is like “bro why do YOU CARE ?? i thought you didn’t love me huh?” and alastor is like well. maybe i.do. 😐 LIKE CMONN this really played out like some soap drama and i loved the neat details on resuscitative thoroctomy (learned a new word too so double bonus) the fact vel was on the line w her and val’s apparent surgeon for val’a little ‘incidents ??? GOLDEN I SAYY hope we see more of ur oc … 🫣🫣 btw ofc vox would love to an end an argument with a kiss OF FUCKING COURSE HE WOULD 😭 thank u sm for this chapter princeliest my dear <3 hope life is treating u well too !! -🦌

Vox is ahead of Alastor in terms of effective in-the-moment conflict resolution, but goddamn if he isn't fucked up in his own fun little ways. They're so not done with most of these issues, but at least they're on they're way to maybe be able to have a real conversation about them!

You know. If they chose to do that kind thing. Instead of whatever they will probably do instead.

Anyway, THANK YOU!! I had a great deal of fun writing this chapter and digging into some of the issues that have been slowly collecting underneath the surface of kinky radiostatic, so I'm happy you guys are enjoying as well!! :D

AS FOR MY OC... I WILL POST ABOUT THEM SOON. I LOVE THEM A LOT AND IT EXCITES ME THAT PEOPLE WANT TO KNOW MORE OF THEM. Tysm for asking Q^Q

Just read the new addition to the 666 verse, and inside of me are two wolves: The first is saying: Immaculate, artistry of the highest form. We finally get Alastor’s own confrontation with his vulnerability and him trying to figure out what exactly the relationship with Vox means to him. Cannot wait for how this all is going to develop. The other part of me: THE BREADCRUMBS WORKED THE MUSE IS WRITING!!! Followed by this image (since tumblr won’t let me attach it while being anonymous) https://i.redd.it/hx2shk642vs71.jpg -🕊️

LMAO THAT PIC. Amazing, flawless, thank you. The breadcrumbs DEFINITELY worked, please keep feeding. Digging into Alastor's shit is bringing me life and I'm happy to share it, hahaha. We're swinging even harder on the introspection in the next one!

As a sucker for medical gore and aroace angst, I lack the words to express my love and appreciation for your most recent installment of 666, but your writing of radiostatic's dynamic was captivating and proved to be such a lovely read as always! I loved that you touched on Alastor's relationships with the women around him as that has always been such an interesting aspect of his character to me! I never really put much thought into how Vox's apparent avoidance of Alastor in the show could mirror Alastor's disappearance, and now it will Not leave my mind. My heart hurts for these two dorks, super looking forward to chapter 2!

"Medical gore and aroace angst" should be the title of my memoir. Honestly, this series has ended up a lot more edgy-bloody than I expected it to, since I usually tend to prefer to portray my whump/angst/violence/etc in a much more roundabout way, but it's actually kinda tipped over into, like... part of the point is how banal it is, how beside the point. The upsetting heavy-hitting bits aren't the blood, they're everything else that goes on around it. Anyway, thank you so much! <3 I think your heart will find some relief in chapter two, haha, I hope you enjoy!!

Meanwhile alastor, completely convinced that there’s no situation where vox actually loves him and is happy with the way things are—either vox wants more and is going to start asking for more, or he doesn’t actually love him and just wants to have sex with him and thus either way he is a Liar. They’re so fucking bad at this. No one is capable of being the adult here. I think they need an auspitice.

It's really funny that you said that, because that is kind of exactly the role that [spoiler] ends up playing, though in a more roundabout way, hahaha. They certainly need someone to, like, get them to be having the same conversation with each other instead of two parallel ones. I think the fun thing about writing Alastor reacting to his own feelings is just how much his reaction can change based on how things are framed for him, and it leaves a lot of wiggle room for how differently I've ended up writing him reacting to the season 1 finale in 666 vs in Happily Ever After, and Other Shit Nepotism Can't Buy.

But, god, you really nailed the description of what Alastor is feeling. <3

Vox in the latest 666, my ENTIRE HEART. Literally nothing about how he read the situation was a bad take or a leap to conclusions, but alastor constantly says the opposite of what he means and refuses to admit vulnerability or friendship and what the hell else was vox meant to do with that, of course he backed off, they need to have this talk so badly

YES, PRECISELY! Like, I hope it came through that really neither of them was completely crazy to react the way they did! It's a result of how much of their communication has been nonverbal, implied, and talking around things - they'd been doing so well up until this point, but there's only so far that can take you before you start thinking that you're on the same page when really you're reading two completely different books! Thank you sm! <3

‘But I am capable,” Alastor says gently. “I love you very much.” Vox gapes up at him. “...I. Fuck you.” His voice is tight, strained. “I don’t fucking believe you.” Alastor feels his smile thin. “Well. That’s just dandy, then, isn’t it?”’ I AM NOT OK GOING FUCKING FERAL

Probably one of my favorite lines to write, ehehehe. THANK YOU ANONNNN <3 It's kinda interesting to see how differently some people read this. Some folks thought Alastor was saying it to hurt Vox (which is how Vox read it). Some folks thought it was true (how Alastor intended it). Some folks thought Alastor was trying to fit into the mold that he thought Vox wanted from him (how I intended it). All of them make sense as readings! >:)

[charlotterhea]

I'm thinking about leaving the English Fandom

At least as a writer.

I've just finished posting the translation of one of my longest fics and... Boy, the feedback is depressing. I've planned to start translating the next long thing but I seriously lack any motivation to do so. Yk, translating is exhausting! I already wrote that story once, I went through it several times, and now I am supposed to engage with it yet again only for that sad outcome of verbal engagement I get in return?!

There is a lot I dislike about the German fandom and the way the German archive works, but the comments... the comments!

And currently, ISEM gets translated into Russian and I sometimes take a look at those comments as well and honestly, almost every poorly translated Russian comment excites me more than the majority of the English ones I get.

Why the heck is that? What is wrong with you English folk that you are so notoriously unable to write some decent comments nowadays? I know this has been different! There were authors writing oneshots for the writer of every 1000. comment they got on a story! 1000!!! I didn't even reach 600 for a 70-chapter-long story! WTF?!

I know, I know, I sound very ungrateful right now, but I'm done with being humble and grateful for a bunch of emojis that get thrown my way. I sit at my desk for hours and hours on end, pour my heart onto empty pages, and bring characters and bad-ass-long plots to life - resulting in stories longer than a couple of the HP books combined! -, and a considerable part of what I get in return is some emojis and a generic thank you?! No! I refuse to be grateful for that any longer! There are enough sympathetic posts around trying to encourage readers to at least leave an emoji or a key smash as a comment and yet I have this story that got over 1300 kudos and has more than 500 subscribers and not even the last fucking chapter, not even the finale gets me more than ten comments!

'Oh, but maybe there will be more soon!' you might say but I assure you: No. Most likely there won't because y'all started treating AO3 like fucking Instagram and the likelihood of somebody commenting on a story older than three of four days is LOW! If I don't churn out story after story after chapter after story I just get no feedback at all anymore although I already wrote all that stuff that is right there waiting to be fangirled about!

And the worst thing is: Those old stories are fangirled about! But not in the comments. When did you begin excluding authors? When did you begin seeing us as some bunch of untouchables instead of the dude next door who is just as insane about the same two to ten blorbos as you are? When did you begin to squeal about stories far away from the authors instead of with them in the comments? Y'all are acting like old stories are lava when it comes to comments! The only way I see that old stuff actually still gets read is by the daily kudo mail.

Really, I wish AO3 would turn off kudos. Kudos are such an easy way out of commenting, and all the 'Let me give kudos for each chapter!' posts are a testament to that. Honestly? No! You don't deserve to give kudos for every chapter. You don't deserve to feel like you've sufficiently done your duty by pressing a fucking button! You deserve to be ashamed of reading amazingly crafted stories for fucking free and not even having the decency to cobble some lousy sentences together when you're done consuming!

Oh, you are shy? Well, Brenda, guess what! I was shy about posting that story as well and yet I did so you had a good time after work! Suck it up! Nobody knows who you are anyway! Fuck, log out and write a guest comment if you really have to!

You don't have time? Well, you bloody well did have time to read the 6k+ words I churned out, so stop whinging about the five minutes it takes to write three sentences of gratitude!

You don't know what to say? Honey, you just read 6k+ words and there is not a single thing on your mind to say about it?! There was not a single line you could copy and say something like 'I laughed out loud at that!' or 'You had me in tears about this!' or 'I couldn't believe he fucking said that!'? Then why are you even reading the story?!

Stop those lame excuses and start commenting on fics! Start showing some fucking gratitude for the work writers do just for you to consume it like a bloody Netflix series! We don't get a single penny for the hours we spend in front of a screen! We cannot earn money with fanfiction! We cannot open commissions to get our rent paid! All we get are comments and most of them are a fucking shame considering the amount of work they are supposed to show appreciation for!

So, if in 2024 you still silently consume stories or keep chicken out of writing a couple of cohesive sentences by throwing some heart emojis in the writer's vague direction you deserve to be robbed of the kudos button and to be ashamed of yourself because you're actively supporting the death of fandoms and with that one of the few free sources of joy we still have. One of the few spaces no corporation uses to squeeze some money or data out of us and I cannot believe that this still has to be spelled out. Fandom is a group project and nobody likes the idiots sitting by, contributing nothing, and still getting all of the benefits.

Phew. I needed to get that out of the system. And now I'll go and contemplate translating another story. But after posting this I probably won't get comments anymore anyway because it's always the wrong people who feel addressed by shit like this.

Well, whatever...

[eternally-smitten]

JanAUary - Role Swap

pairing: Natalie x Herbert West

summary: Natalie seeks out Herbert for help on some strange studies she's been making

content warnings: mention of death

word count: ~1.1k

author's note: I had to. I needed mad scientist Natalie so badly y'all have no idea

Herbert really had no business messing with a character like Natalie. Her demeanor alone was enough to deter anyone from even attempting to get to know her but her reputation really sealed the deal. Somehow, that enticed him even more and made him want to get to know her better.

Natalie mainly kept to herself, always buried in whatever she was working on or lost in her own thoughts. People theorized that she never ate or slept because whenever they saw her, she was either reading or studying. There were light purple bags under her eyes that were noticeable when you saw her up close. That confirmed their conspiracies about her. Her own roommate confirmed that she rarely ever left her room. Once she was home for the day, she locked herself inside of it and wouldn’t leave unless absolutely necessary. That announcement made people want to stray away from her and avoid any confrontation at all costs. Not that it mattered to her anyway. She didn’t much care for the opinions of others or their friendship.

Herbert was really the only one who attempted any kind of interaction with her. He would greet her when he saw her and try to engage in some small talk. Natalie would often reciprocate, although it was very quiet and awkward. She’d usually mumble a “Hi,” back before slinking away. That was the constant until today.

“Herbert!” She called out enthusiastically, rushing up to him, “Finally, I’ve found you!”

“You…me?” He asked, incredibly confused.

Natalie pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose with her middle finger, “Yes, you! I’m so glad I ran into you.”

A very small smile tugged at the corners of his lips, “Well, that’s very nice of you. How are you?”

She quietly muttered about doing okay but he could barely hear it. While waving her hands, she glossed over her jumbled answer, “Listen, I need to talk to you about something serious. Something important. To me, to you soon, to everyone soon enough.”

“Sure, what is it?” He asked, intrigued.

Excitement danced in her eyes, “I’ve been working on something for a very long time and, well, I’ve only just come to realize I can’t really do it on my own. I need someone with smarts, someone very intelligent. Like yourself, only better because I found you!”

Her flattery was sweet, almost too sweet. Herbert furrowed his eyebrows, “Thank you. What are you working on?”

“I am so glad you asked.” Natalie showed him the notebook in her hand and flipped through a few pages, “I’ve been working long and hard on a serum of sorts. And I…Well, I’m not going to bore you with the details. Long story short, it’s a reagent.”

“A reagent?” He became startled, “You mean you-”

“Cured death?” She said plainly, not looking away from her notes, “Yes, I have. Magnificent, isn’t it?”

Herbert’s mind went blank. He was hoping she’d want to talk to him about something more normal. Maybe ask to spend some time together. Or, maybe start laughing and claim that it was all some prank. Instead, here she was calmly announcing she had done the impossible in the most serious tone of voice.

He cleared his throat, “A-And what do you want from me?”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I thought I made that obvious but I guess I didn’t.” Natalie giggled, “I’d like your help. An extra pair of hands would make something so labor intensive a bit easier.”

A lab assistant. She was basically asking him to be her personal lab assistant. Herbert couldn’t believe this. He had no idea how to even respond to such a claim, let alone a request like this.

“I don’t know,” He shook his head, “I’m not sure how to feel about this.”

Natalie cocked her head to the side, “There’s no certain way to feel about this. I just want your assistance and company.”

He hesitantly shrugged his shoulders, “I don’t know if I can feel okay with this.”

“Wait, what? Please,” She grabbed the edges of his coat without thinking, pulling him close, “I-I can’t do it alone! I need your vast intelligence, please.”

“What about your roommate?”

Natalie shook her head, “No, no, I need you.”

“But why-”

“You are the only one who has ever been kind to me.” Her grip on his coat tightened, “You’re smart, you’re nice, you can tolerate me. Not many have all three.” A cynical chuckle took over the last part of the sentence.

“I…” Her kind words made Herbert feel a little better. The fact that she wanted him in on her experiments still made him hesitate, though.

“Please?” She unknowingly gave him puppy dog eyes, “I would be eternally grateful. I’m, um, not used to having friends. This could be an excuse to get to know each other better.”

“We couldn’t do that over lunch?” He thought to himself, still trying to find the words to say.

“Please, this work is so important to me. We could make some serious changes here. I only really trust you, too.”

“Um,” Herbert’s gaze went to her hands, making her look at them, too.

Natalie released her grip from his coat, “Sorry, I didn’t realize I did that.”

“No, that’s alright.” He responded sheepishly, “If I do…this with you, will you do a favor for me in return?”

“Yes, of course.” She responded immediately, “No questions asked.”

“Maybe we can get coffee sometime?”

“I don’t like the stuff.”

“How about tea?”

She nodded, “Yeah, I like tea better. Okay, sure, we can do that.”

“Great,” He smiled at her.

She smiled back, “Herbert, you and I are going to make history. Do you hear me? We are going to change the entire world. Just you wait.”

He swallowed, “I, uh, can’t wait?”

She didn’t seem to pick up on his uncertainty, “Me, neither. And tea. I’m really looking forward to tea. I’ll find you later about dates and times for us to work, okay? See you later! Thank you so much!”

Before he could reply, Natalie scurried away without a second thought. He watched her walk away and contemplated running after her to catch up.

“No, no point.” He thought, “I’ll be seeing her soon enough.”

He was correct to think that. When he arrived at his next class, he found a note waiting for him in his usual spot.

“West,

Meet me today (or tomorrow if that’s better) at the lab this evening. 8pm, if that works for you. If not, don’t be afraid to come find me to tell me a better time. Bring gloves, pencils, and paper. Looking forward to working with you.

– Natalie

P.S. I like green tea. Usually peach flavored. Maybe this weekend would work best for that.”

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[perpetualproductions]

Limoreau Fic Progress Update??!!?

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Okay folks,

I wanna start off by saying this is gonna be a long fic. Like... LONG. I brought this upon myself, but I just have sooo many plans for where I want to take this fic.

Anyway, I've written four chapters so far. I'm a perfectionist, so I've gone over all of it like twice, had some friends look over it and compliment me too much for my liking so I looked over it one last time myself. But those chapters are done as far as I'm concerned. For my own sake, I can't keep dwelling on them.

That being said, I do plan on releasing chapters once I reach a certain checkpoint in the story I have planned out so far (around maybe 5 or so more to go) (very rough estimate. Could be shorter). I know I'm being vague about what the fics specifically about, that's only a little on purpose.

All you gotta know is it's a cannon divergence from the season 1 finale, no white room or Marie being lasered by Homelander. Marie, Jordan, Emma and Andre are all together in the beginning and it's basically them dealing with the aftermath of everything that happened with Godolkin. Obviously, main focus is on Jordan and Marie's relationship. We got some fluf, angst, serious stuffs and more.

Basically, the fic as a whole is an exploration of their relationship and the trials and tribulations they go through as they grapple with life and aging and figuring out their place in the world. Will they stay together? Will they be apart? How long will anything last? How much do things change as they change as people? That kind of stuff. They're young in Gen V (around 18 and 20 according to my calculations), and I wanted to explore what type of people they would grow into and how that affects them as a couple. I'll be exploring things like college majors, jobs, careers, other kinds of relationships (familial, platonic, etc.) Married life??!? And all that jazz.

So yeah, tldr: I am writing the fic, so don't worry. About a couple chapters away from the first checkpoint. Once I get there I will start releasing chapters on here and on AO3. I'll continue to write the story as I release chapters. Might be breaks in releases in between checkpoints (for example, I finish releasing all the chapters up to the first checkpoint, but won't release the next set of chapters till I reach the second story checkpoint.) I'll let y'all know when that happens.

This is my first time writing a fic that I intend to release to the public, so bare with my nervousness. But I am low-key excited. I hope this goes well. 😎🤞❤️

Your prize for reading this far:

[kaylalovesmaneskin]

The Camping trip

A/n:heyyy y’all I am back with my second story I am really excited about this one I also had the help coming up with it from my dearest friend @ellior1111 what a lovely friend he had help me come up with this idea for this story so shout outs to him❤️❤️❤️ anyway I hope you enjoy this story and you might want to sit down for this one and take some popcorn 🍿 while u read<3

Paring:Damiano David xFem!reader

Warning:blow job,oral sex,teasing,sexting,a bunch of horny teens ,and smut

Summary:you and dami family were really close friends but you and dami hated each other because he is the ex bf to ur bestie and he had cheated on her and the reason why he hates you his because you had started a rumor about his being a player but what happeneds when your two families decided to go on a camping trip what will happen will you and dami make up or will you fight and argue on the trip (btw y’all are like18-19 in the story.).

“Y/n hun are you done You're just done with setting up your tent.You're just done with setting up your tent.” Your mom comes to you and asks. “Yes haha finally i understood how to set up a tent but goddam why is it so hard to set up one." you both laugh. “Hahah I wish I knew,Are you busy right now?" she asks you, you're kinda scared about this sentence because it's always for doing a favour. “what do you want mom?" You ask her gently but also a bit annoyed. "It's a really hot day, and luckily we have a lake here on the campsite. Damiano is refreshing himself there, would you like to join him?" "No" you reply directly. "Oh cmon y/n, i know you aren't in the best friendship, but this would be a good time to know each other better... please do it for me come on let’s just have one day of you two not hating each other or fighting.” “Fineee I am only doing it because you asked me but I can’t promise you anything tho.” You say walking off to your tent. “Thank you tesoro.”she said to walking away to go help your dad with something.

You walk into you tent then quickly change into you bikini. You put your bikini on and walk to the lake. As you see him you just roll your eyes. You already can't stand him. You already go slowly into the water, it's very cold at first so he hears the sound of freezing from your mouth. "Oh hi y/n i didn't see you before". He said look at you. "well i just came in" you are colder than the water. "Why are you here?" He asks you in an annoyed way and rolling his eyes. But you're even more annoyed, it turns kinda rude: "well my mom forced me." “mhm." he just answers. The situation is getting really awkward. But you can't ignore damiano staring at your body. His look wanders from up to down but he's mainly focused on your boobs. Damiano's mother interrupts this weird tension: "kids go dress up! It's time for the dinner" it kinda makes you laugh that she called you two kids. You both replied with an “sì sì” Then y’all get out and change.

As you finished with putting some clothes on, you join your and damiano's family for the dinner. They're all sitting around the campfire while roasting some sausages. You go sit on the last free space, so you close the circle. After a while also damiano comes for the dinner, he's topless and has only shorts on”where can i sit?.”he asks with a tone in his voice. “next to y/n." replies damiano's mom while winking at him, he replies with an eye roll”ugh fine whatever”. Your families noticed that you two aren't in the best relationship, but they try in every way possible to put you two close, with the hope that you become friends. Even tho that won’t happen so you don’t know why do they keep trying.

“Y/n do you want a sausage?" Rosa, damiano's mom, asks you gently. “ Si Grazie .” you roast your sausage and start eating it in a hungry way. While eating ,you feel a little smirk from damiano. ~wait this testa di cazzo sexualising me for eating a sausage?!-you can't believe your eyes, so you try to ignore this fact. After y'all ate dinner your mom says “ I think now it's time for the dessert, let's roast some mashmellows “but we need more wood for the fire... uh y/n damiano could you two please go search some more wood in the forest for us?" You two look at each other like you wouldn't have a choice, so you nod at your mother and the both of you stand up.

You two walk deeper and deeper in the forest, you already can't hear the voices of vour families anymore. “damiano, Why are we going that far?" “i just don't want to be with them nor around them.” He said kicking some rocks that where on the ground., “it's just to much talking for me.." “oh wow so you prefer to be with worst enemy? Brave... “who said that .you're my worst enemy?" He said look at you making clear and direct eye contact. “well we aren't in the best relationship."you said crossing you hands “we can change that" in that moment you feel his warm breath on your neck. His nose touches yours and you can smell the taste of the mint coming out from his mouth. In that moment vou forgot what was between you two before, you just want to taste his lips. But you just don't want to accept the fact that you're feeling something for your enemy “damiano what are you doing?" “teasing you." he winks at you. You can't resist a second more, so you pull him by his neck closer to you for kissing him passionately. You're two tongues start licking each other. You knows this is so wrong to you and your best friend and the guilt is eating at you but right now you said fuck that guilt and you know this is wrong on many levels but it just Feels so good and right now.

But the situation getting hotter than you expected. His hand wanders between your legs and gets higher and higher for reaching your intimate spot. You only have some shorts on so your vagina is very accessible, so his hand finds his way to go inside your shorts. He starts rubbing your clit through the fabric of your thongs. You start moaning quietly “Louder for me sweetheart." he whispers to you seductively, you reply with "well show me more of what you can do." without hesitating his fingers are already inside you. Instantly a loud "fuck dami." escapes your mouth. He smirks at you and starts moving his talented finger. But you're so needy.. so you start begging for more. “More fingers please please!" so he follows your order and starts fingering you with two fingers. “Add another please" so he does it with three. You can't stop begging for more, he's already messaging your vagina with whole hand. His whole inside you. Instantly a loud "fuck mmm.”escapes your mouth. He smirks at you and starts moving his finger, But you're so needy. so you begging for more, “More fingers please please!" so he follows your order and starts fingering you with four. “Add another please. " so he does it with You can't stop begging for more, he's already king your vagina with his whole hand. You while breathing heavily. “damiano I need your dick please." You wimper to him.

"Well for him you have to wait." in that moment he stops with pleasing you. "Why??" You're very confused. But his big smirk on his face made you predict his next move. "On your knees" you smirk at him back, that's exactly what you expected. So you get on your knees without even caring about the wet and dirty floor of the forest. You unzip his pants and put them down, now he's completely naked in front of you. "Eat me up like you did with that sausage" he commands in a jokey but also very needy way. You giggle "haha horny damiano is really crazy." You laughed lil bit. "yes crazy for you." This sentence made you feel the butterflies. you start softly licking the tip of his hard dick. "Stop teasing y/n...put it into your mouth" he orders while moaning. So you do, you enjoy the taste of him. His hand holds your head for helping you with your movements. His big dick is taking your breath away, but somehow you're liking this feeling..you like the fact that you can't breathe because of him. Damiano starts thrusting into your mouth while loud and full with enjoyment moans escape his mouth “oh yes baby fuck just like that.” he says more and more times while he rolls his eyes because of the pleasure he feels. His thrusting starts getting faster and rougher. this made vou realise that he'll cum soon.And you were right. his white warm juice start filling vour mouth up. Meanwhile you hear him moaning your name out loud.”fuck y/n mmmm.”

After you licked all of his cumming up you hear his dominant voice saying "stand up." you follow his words. "Now it's time to finish what i started" while saying that he gets on his knees too. "What about fucking me hard??" You ask him in a confused way, because all you wanted is his dick inside you. "You have to wait for it" "when will it happen then?" "You'll see" his answer made you smirk a bit. Without hesitating a minute more he puts your shorts exactly like your thongs down so your fully naked on the bottom. You feel his heavy breathing right on your pussy. Suddenly his wet tongue welcomes your clit. He starts making out with your vagina like it would be your mouth. You're turning to sensible, you're losing your balance slowly. Damiano noticed it so he presses you against a tree for fixing your balance. "Oh fuck damiano ahh" you're moaning is getting really loud, it's turning into a a desperate scream. He likes it really much, he decides to tease you even more with some hot phrases. His goal is to drive you crazy. "You taste so good princess." you feel him pronouncing these words right on your clit. This sentence made you moan even more. "Oh yess baby moan for me, moan my name." "DAMIANO I'M-" he directly understands what you're about to say, so he interrupts your sentence "yes cum into my mouth, i want to enjoy your cum on my tongue.” in that moment a short sentence escapes your mouth, you didn't think before saying it, it's just what your heart is feeling "i love you dam-" he's kinda surprised about what he heard. I mean you were enemies a few instants before. But this doesn't disturb him at all, he really liked these words, he started feeling the butterflies. A few seconds later you scream again for the last time, you just had the most impeccable orgasm you ever had. Damiano stands up, the first thing you noticed is your liquid around his mouth. You kiss him immediately while still breathing intensely for cleaning your cumming up. "So you love me huh?" He smirks while saying it. You don't know what to answer but you do have a massive blush on your face , you're kinda regretting what you said..it was kinda early. But he deletes your insecurities with this sentence "i love you too" without letting you reply he kisses you passionately. "Now let's go back to our families, they're asking theirselves where we are haha.." you answer while you're already walking to the direction of the campfire." i hope they didn't hear us.." he tries to calm you down: " i don't think it's possible that they heard us...i mean we were very far away." "hahaha yeah you're right" “I am just a bit scared what if.” You where cut off when dami held you hand and started walking back to the campsite. All you could do was just blush.

“Ahh finalmemte what did it take that long to take some wood?" that's the first thing you two hear from your parents as soon as you came back. You explain “well. ehmm..the wood was wet.so we had to go deeper into the forest to find some dry wood” you said putting your hands on your hips looking at Damiano. this was true, you two just had a lot of luck to bring this excuse because the days before were very rainy. This explanation wouldn't work otherwise, you two were away for very long. Rosa replies: “oh well that makes sense...but um why are both of you dirty on your knees?" this question makes you nervous, you didn't think about excuses for this. You just have flashbacks of you sucking damiano's dick and damiano licking your pussy. But some other excuses don't come to your mind. Damiano breaks the akward silence “when we were still searching for wood in the wet spot we had to go on the floor for picking it up" nothing else came to his mind, but it's better than saying nothing. Rosa answers: “okay..but please go to the lake and clean your knees up" “yess hahaha don't worry" you laughed nervously. While your families eat their desserts, you two go as ordered to the lake for cleaning your knees. You can't hear them talking but you two and your families can still see each other. “I Can't wait to fuck you." damiano suddenly says while he winks at you. “i'm so horny it unbelievable." you reply. He comes closer to you but not that close, from the point of view of your families it seems like you two are talking normally. But it's not like it seems....damiano's hand starts swimming to your vagina. He starts fingering you passionately underwater. "Cazzo." you start moaning in a low tone of voice. "We can't do this here" "why not?" He provokes you with his typical sexy voice. "Our parents... they can see us! We couldn't enjoy it fully here..." in that moment he removes his fingers from your clit. "You're right...let's save this up for later" he smirks at you, so you do back. You two walk back to the campfire to your families. Damiano's dad starts saying to you two" okay kids, it's bedtime now. Tomorrow will be an exhausting day, you need enough time to sleep" you two nod at him, wish a good night to everyone and start walking to the tents. Damiano starts joking "since when are we fucking children?" You laugh "haha i don't know i think they just call us in this way because they will always see us like their kids you know haha" "haha yes probably..." he accompanies you to your tent. "Okay so we will meet later...i cant wait" he smirks and winks at you. You smirk at him to "i can't wait too..." both of you go inside the own tent, you two just want to wait until your parents go also to bed. But meanwhile you two don't lose time, the situation is getting hot in the chat.

*THIS IS LIKE TEXT BETWEEN YOU AND DAMI*

Damiano🙄

Damiano:

"Y/n?"

You:

Yes

Damiano;

When will they finally go sleeping?!"

You:

Good question

Damiano:

Let's have some fun in the meantime

You:

Uhh sounds interesting one and two what type of fun?

Damiano:

Please start pleasing yourself and record your moans i need to hear them"

You:

*you record a voice mail while doing what he ordered and send him it*

Damiano:

Ahh y/n so hot...my dick is hard now

You:

Send me a pic

Damiano:

*he sends you a pic as ordered*

You:

Can't wait to have him inside me

Damiano:

He's waiting for you...

You:

Wait...

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You can't resist him anymore, so you go to his tent without carrying that your parents are still awake. Fortunately they didn't see you entering the tent. As you got in, you see him naked, spreading his legs and his hand on his hard dick. "Let's not wait longer...let's start with our show " you say to him while you start undressing yourself and smirking. You undress yourself in a very sensual way, this turns him even more on so he stars masturbating himself in a very fast pace. "Oh cmon damiano, be Patient for once " You provoke him. Damiano tries to resist so he stops with pleasing himself. “Y/n this is a torture" you go sit on him, your wet naked vagina is on his belly. Meanwhile he admires your boobs, which are getting closer to his face. “i love torturing you damiano david" “mhm" he replies, but then he starts sucking your nipples. His hot saliva is warming your chest. You moan softly while you're getting wetter and wetter. He noticed it so he turns you on the bottom so he's on top of you. His hard dick starts touching your clit, it teases you much. You spread your legs open with the hope that he will fill you up they way you want to be.

Damiano starts kissing your neck, he leaves some hickeys on it. Meanwhile his dick is still touching your needy vagina. "Do it dami" "are you ready?" "DO IT" you repeat. After this order he thrusts softly into you, you feel him slowly filling you up. Finally you two are connected, finally you feel his body inside you. "Oh shit fucckk" escapes from your mouth while moaning. "Can i move on?" He asks you gently with his hot voice. "Please fuck me”...he starts laughing in a dirty way. You feel him going slowly in and out of you. Slow sex is one of your guiltiest pleasures. You enjoy every single slow movement he does, you enjoy every single inch of his dick. But you want some action so you start begging for more: " faster please !" He just replies with his typical smirk “as you wish my slut." Another guilty pleasure is being called with these names, especially from damiano from now on. He starts getting rougher with his thrusting, so you start getting louder with your moans, you're practically screaming. He covers your mouth with one hand “shhh they hear us you wouldn’t like if they caught us now would you sweetie" he smirk while saying it. You put his hand away “well i don't fucking care, now show me what you can do!" you provoke him sensually. He doesn't hesitate a second, he start getting very rough he's fucking you very hard. You can't even talk at this point, you just scream. Meanwhile his hands are on your hips, he pulls your body to his while he thrusts into you very hard. “DAMIANO" “yes baby scream my name, they should know what we're doing " you repeat “AHHH DAMIANO I CAN FEEL IT COMING" "hold it! We'll cum together." "Dami i think i can't-" "i have an idea he says that while breathing heavily. You both turn so you're on top again. "Ride me y/n, pls do it" he begs while he's biting on his lips. You reply with a smirk and without hesitating you sit right on his cock so his dick gets inside you. "Ahh yes keep on going" he moans while he still breathes heavily. You start going up and down and you can feel his dick filling you completely up when you go down. He helps you by holding you by the hips, his hands sometimes slide down to your ass cheeks, he starts massaging them passionately. Meanwhile his eyes follow your round boobs.They wiggle by every movement you do, this turns him even more on. "Damiano i can't hold it any longer..." "don't worry darling i'm also about to cum" "i don't want this to finish dami..." he smiles at you, it gives you comfort. He replies " don't worry y/n”we will sleep together also in the future" you smile at him back while your breath is heavy be of riding him. So you start getting faster with jumping on his dick. Damiano moans your name out loud, this made you scream even more.

This was the best sex you ever had for both of you. Also the ending was even perfect, because you two came at the same time. Both moaned out each others name at the point of the orgasm, then you lied down next to him while you both were full of sweat and breathing deeply. "Cazzo this was beautiful " you say to him while licking his sperm up. "Yeah i could continue for the whole night" he smirks at you while his hand is caressing your head be you clean his belly up. After you finished you two are having a hot making out session. Suddenly he whispers to you:"i'm so happy that we aren't enemies anymore" “yeah me too!" then you two kiss again then you both had fell asleep with the hopes that your mothers and fathers didn’t hear y’all.

THE END (OMFG THIS ONE TOOK LONGER THAN MY FIRST STORY BUT I HOPE YALL ENJOY THIS ONE)

[bathsaltsmcgee]

My thoughts on HH and some other stuff, too

Wow, y'all. Just... just Wow.

Okay, first off, I just wanted to say that I am absolutely blown away by the sheer amount and scope of all the attention that I've gotten this past week or so regarding my story BtM. I was truly not expecting that, and for my readership to explode exponentially since the last time I posted, it's amazing to me the number of followers I've gained, the people who've stopped by to say hello, the messages, the comments, the subscriptions and favorites, the everything else, and I just wanted to say thank you.

Reading everyone's reactions and seeing them get so excited and hyped up about something that I truly care about really makes writing worth it.

So, I'm thrilled that everyone's having so much fun. :D I know I am!

Anyway, I've had a couple people reach out to me, requesting my thoughts regarding the first season of Hazbin Hotel, and I thought to myself, 'Oh, why not?'

So, here we are.

Overall, I greatly enjoyed it. The animation was crisp and pretty to look at, the songs were absolute bops, as was the background soundtrack, the overarching narrative was interesting, and the characters, barring a few notable exceptions here and there- *cough* icky moth man who needs squished flat with a metal cleat and the world's first grandiose malignant narcissist- were quite enjoyable.

They were all well written, of course, but, good Lord, some of them were just truly heinous people.

I think, out of that of all of the new characters to which we were introduced in the series that didn't hold speaking roles in the pilot, I think my favorite was a tie between Rosie and Emily. Rosie was exactly who I hoped she'd be, Dolly Levi with a dash of Mary Poppins- she even gave out her business card to that one cannibal lady like Dolly did all the time in 'Hello Dolly'- and Emily was such an adorable little bean. We need more of both those ladies in the future.

The biggest surprise out of the whole show for me, though, was finding out that the hotel actually worked. I genuinely was not expecting that, and I suspect that the exercises that Charlie was making everyone do didn't really do that much, but the situations in which the characters found themselves and how they chose to react to those situations because of their experiences at the hotel were what really clinched it in the end.

I'm very proud of Pen, though. Good for you, man. Goin' out like a champ and getting into Heaven by total accident. Well done.

Mind you, I did have a few gripes here and there, such as the rushed nature of the pacing, but I doubt that I'm alone in that particular camp. The pacing of the overarching narrative was a bit rushed for my taste, and when I'm watching a show, I would prefer not to feel at the end of it like I was in the middle of a caffeine bender.

If I'm going to do that, I'll drink two pots of coffee, follow it up with a latte, and see where it goes from there.

It was almost like deciding to make soup, but not adding any water to the condensed can, so it ended up way too thick and not nearly as smooth as it could've been, had the water been included.

Had they taken the same amount of plot and spread it out over twelve episodes, instead of just eight, it would've been a bit more evenly balanced, and we might have gotten more character moments and interactions to really sell the growing bonds between the main cast, which would've made the other narrative points that much more powerful, such as Pen's noble sacrifice.

However, the number of episodes was probably down to studio constraints and the bigwigs decision to keep the series compressed because money, so I won't hold that against the production team.

That's just business. It happens. No big deal.

So, all in all, it was a fun little romp. Alastor is still my favorite character, because he's just so interesting and multifaceted, and by the end of the season, I had far more questions about him than I did answers.

This is a good thing, though.

I'd be disappointed if he were too easy a character to read.

There's a lot going on there with him, and his morality is too grey and muddled with far too many unknown factors to make a definitive take on him just yet. I still think that my initial understanding of him is on the right track, such as his MO, but I am curious to see where this goes in the official narrative.

So, yes, I will be staying tuned for the next season.

However... just curious here.

Are we really going to have to wait another two years for the next season?!

Because I heard a rumor circulating that that was the case, and I'm kind of hoping that's not accurate.

[hummingbird-games]

chatty gemmy cathy tonight (who's STILL procrastinating + fighting the anxiety allegations) 🙂

I leave my additional rambling under the cut for your scrolling needs

LOL okay. So. Aside from meager updates and treats on ko-fi, I'm just way too anxious to make a proper new year post??? I've gotten caught in this loop where I want to spill my guts but I don't want to be perceived. So. knowing that most people scroll by posts anyway allows me the illusion that I'm sharing international secrets WITHOUT me acknowledging that I am sharing international secrets. yeah?

HSD:JY #2

as for what I can share here, I've been working--until right now--very quietly in the background and I get a thrill of excitement every time I touch the outline document?? I am also currently job hunting in the hopes of entraining a new place of employment that allows me to pay bills, fund this funky enterprise, and alleviate the physical and mental stress in my bubble of life. yup. but honestly being a game dev is still somehow cheaper than therapy so that tells you EVERYTHING you need to know kjzsfjsjf)

CRUSHED

Confession. I was supposed to fucking REST during the holidays. I was supposed to finish my little reading challenge and spend time with my family, and even if the holidays weren't holi-daying, just focus on my family who I do love dearly and could stand to show it more. yeah um so like I got to talking with some friends??? I mentioned this before lol. but I got to talking. and I got inspired. and then the next thing I knew, I was taking time away from what should have been spent on HSD (if I was gonna be stubborn and careless with said rest) annnnnd started working on Secret Project. or what my sibling calls Secret Project 2025--because I told them that this project wasn't supposed to be worked on until 2025.

Would you like take a guess as to what this secret project that will no longer be secret once I hit the "post" button is?

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......

any guesses?? give up?

Crushed #2. Previously under the working title "Folded" which I wasn't married to, and then renamed to "Loved" as I got deeper and deeper into the draft.

As it stands, Loved is gonna need some more "love" LOL!! Crushed was a very fast process from inception to production, mostly because writing Corey was as natural as breathing once I let go and Let God ☠️ Loved is Jacob's POV and um....listen, I love the guy, and I love him for Corey but fucking damn, his ass needed three outlines, all of my attention and wanning energy, a cry session, touching grass, and then the acknowledgment that the first draft was not going to be the final draft.

I really love how Jacob's POV came to be, I loved getting to know him outside of Corey and as his own character. and I loved being surprised by things in the draft. But it's so heavy. It's. Soooo. Heavy. Once again I found myself writing about grief (because 1) i'm so original and 2) because another story needed to be told authentically). But. I don't want it to be this heavy game when it's released out in the world. So when I have fresh eyes I will return to it and figure out if there's parts of Jacob's story that I missed due to tunnel vision that balances things out. and ofc there will be the fun things of getting beta/sensitivity readers because of Jacob being biracial--I've done research but certain things need more than my eyeballs on it--.

I'm gonna be super honest with y'all...it would be bat-shit crazy and an absolute dream of mine to get this game out to y'all by the end of the year. like december 2024. the only thing that's holding me back is HSD (because again that should have my full attention...Crushed is my baby but more players care about HSD and ahahah that's valid). The only thing--part 2--that's holding my back is funds. I VERY briefly considered a kickstarter but I'm still not built for crowdfunding and I've already had enough bad ideas 3 days into the new year, and I should spread it out more 🤧

but yeah. the reason this was supposed to be a 2025 project?? because I selfishly want to get to keegan and oke's story, and I KNEW that to get there, Jacob's came first. So in my infinite wisdom I decided to start now to be "prepared" to finish Jacob's POV later. and then I sat and wrote out the full draft.

🤡🤡🤡

anyhoo. there is so. much. STUFF. I wanna say about Loved, and I'm super proud of myself for keeping it kinda vague here, but I promise that if I suddenly get an inheritance from a dead family member, I will put it to good use in getting Loved done AND share all the swirling thoughts in my head about the game. oh and also be able to pay the sensitivity readers for their time and expertise, damn gemini ☠️

THE KNIGHT DANCE

not much to say here except if HSD is the main concern, TKD is the second main concern because I had to shelve this baby twice and HBG is overdue on a sapphic story (yes HSD has lovely sapphic content but as a player you can choose not to interact with it soooooo....)

this one will definitely force me to take initiative and reach out to people for all the roles and I still have Great Fear and Low Brain Cells so once I sit down, review the script, and figure out what roles need fulfilling, we can start cooking with oil!

IMPOSTER SYNDROME

keeping this very short and very vague, but...one of the things I pride myself on and strive to improve and keep up my skills with AND have been complimented on has been encouraged to be in the spotlight in a very low stakes way, but my brain as decided "no pressure" really means "yes pressure" and suddenly I believe myself to be the Worst Candidate. but I'm believed in and I don't want to let people down so it's just...distractions x 10 until I finally exhaust myself and get to work ☠️

i'll get over it just gotta be dramatically anxious first

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GOOD TALK!!!! lol and with that, I think I shall leave tumblr and find a soothing activity to participate in 🤣🙃

[excessive-vampires]

Dealing With Demons Chapter 3: What Could It Hurt Part 2: Cee

Masterlist with CW

Taglist: @demyxdancer @softvampirewhump

Aw, you guys had a bonding moment!

"That's not what this is about. It's about trying to be seen as an asset and not a nuisance. I'm still surprised they contacted me at all, especially after so long."

Still, I think the big bad demon might be making a friend, I joked.

"So what if I am?" Avi said without getting defensive. It always surprised me how easily they let go of their tough guy image, at least around me. "I need more friends, most of the time you're the only person I have to talk to."

And what's wrong with me? I added some mock offense to my mental tone.

"Nothing, nothing," they reassured me.

And you could always get in touch with Dezi again, I suggested. I want to meet her someday.

"I don't know. We didn't exactly part on the best of terms." They shuddered at the memory.

Okay, fine. All the more reason to be nice to Riley. Ooh if you and them become friends we can help with more cases!

"I barely helped with this one. I don't understand why you, of all people, are so excited at getting to play monster hunter."

Their legs worked hard as they sprinted across the street after pausing to check for traffic. They had teleported from their apartment to the Chinese restaurant to Riley's place, and now we were enjoying the evening as they walked back. I never would have been able to safely walk home after dark back when this body just contained a timid young woman, but now I could relax, knowing that the demon could easily take care of any attacker.

Blame the book series I read obsessively in middle school. Stuff from that age sticks with you.

"Hmm. Anyways, I think I might need to change tactics with Riley. I've been giving out a lot more info than I've been getting."

So y'all need to have more equal conversations.

Avi made a face at my use of the word "y'all." I thought about sticking my tongue out at them.

Next time you have to tell Riley something about demons, ask them something about the Bureau. Or other monsters. Or exciting things that they've done.

A laugh bubbled its way out of their mouth.

What? You get to have ulterior motives but I don't?

"Such desire for knowledge, I think you're starting to sound a little greedy."

Their teasing was about as effective as mine.

I'm not ashamed to admit it. There's a reason my summons called to you and not an angel of charity.

In front of a glass storefront window I asked them to stop so I could look at their reflection.

I think this outfit was a good choice on my part. You look great.

Their eyes rolled in response.

"This wasn't a date."

Yeah, but what you wear still makes an impression. Besides, I'm not the one who suggested we wear lipstick.

"It's not like it's red. Just dark pink. My face needed a pop of color." It got even more color as they blushed.

We looked over said face in the reflection and stopped when we reached their golden eyes.

I miss the blue.

"It was a very pretty blue."

I shook off my sudden melancholy. No use in wallowing about what I couldn't change.

Whatever, gold is pretty too. 

[socialc1imb]

I need more fics to read and I've already read DotF. What other fics are living rent free in your head?

okay so the issue is not every fic that lives rent free in my head is LOZ or LU related so i cannot guarantee you will even know and/or enjoy them but i am going to recommend them anyways because i love them so very dearly

Here we go, starting with LOZ/LU fics we got...

What Do You Do With a Drunken Sailor by @ohlookanothercartoontofallinto - Wind willingly risks his life to save Twilight and Legend and is a badass the entire time, even when he is literally running on fumes. I love how Wind is portrayed in this fic so much and i think about this story a lot.

Call Them Brothers by @wutheringmights - this one. THIS ONE. I really honestly have no words to even describe this one other than that despite being the most fear and anxiety inducing fic i have ever read it is also the most amazingly written story and i am both afraid and so excited to see where it goes. The contrast between present and past is so well done and I love how Warriors is both the protagonist and also the antagonist depending on which perspective you're reading from. It's so amazing oh my gosh y'all.

Heart on Your Armour by c_c_cherry and Jade_green - Not only is this a fantastic fic about Twilight and his knowledge of The Hero's Shade, but it has also spawned one of the flipping funniest inside jokes between myself and my friends so it lives rent free in my head so so so often.

Setting Suns by Nova16 - I. love Tetra and Link. So much. SO MUCH. And this fic just solidified that for real.

Finding a Way Home Again by Me ! - Am i allowed to suggest my own fics?? Because um. I mean. It is in my head rent free. Anyways. It's been six years since the events of Linked Universe, and now Wind finds himself with (some of) his brothers once again.

Enter the Wild by StardustAndAsh - Your standard "The Chain Meets Wild" fic series except it's one of the first LU/LOZ fics I ever read and I think about it so often because yes. YES. This is Wild. That's the Wild i choose to believe is canon.

For fics that I love from other fandoms we have...!

Exiled to the Night Shift by scribble_stars (DSMP) - This was one of the first ever Dream SMP fics I read and I actually love it so much, especially considering that I'm not a huge fan of the "modern" aus. But this one gets a pass. It's a banger fr.

There is nothing under the Graveyard by Me (KaspiaSMP, Horror AU) - This entire series started because of a joke on twitter, but then quickly became a full fledged horror story that I still love so dearly. It is based off of Kaspia SMP, a minecraft server that I am on with a ton of my closest friends, and yes, they stream and do lore!!! This server is very interesting.

of aspen crowns and catskin down by lamphouse (TAZ:Balance) - THIS IS HANDS DOWN. THE BEST FIC. It is def in my top three fics I've ever read because Holllllllyyyy Shizzzzzz. Paranormal ghost story type beat?? Vintage au??? MYSTERIES??? It's perfect.

This is all I can think of atm but maybe I will add onto this over time we shall see-

[pink-gladioli]

part 2 of my crappy fanfiction

sup y'all, i actually made another chapater of the macy middle school au. funny name huh? anyways this chapter involves some worldbuilding and axl!! btw heres the link to the first chapter if you want to read it

so lets start part two of this shitshow!!

“And this is our Academy’s cafeteria were only the best food is made every day by our squirebots-chefs for our students!” Swordmore Brickland boasted. Despite his enthusiasm Macy and Jestro had been on this tour for over an hour, and both of them didn’t have in them to act excited. Luckily Macy was good hiding it and Brickland didn’t really care for Jestros opinion. Macy looked over at the grandfather clock, it was still an hour until the tournament. As she turned her head back to room in front of her, she noticed smoke coming from the area she could only assume was the food line.

“Excuse me Sir Brickland, is smoke supposed to coming out from the back?” She asked,

“What are yo- oh no, not this again” Brickland staring running across the empty cafeteria halfway through his sentence, opening a side door to enter the kitchen.

As Macy and Jestro ran after him, a high pitched but almost rugged voice coming from the kitchen yelled out

“Ah Principal Brickland, there’s no need to worry! Me and chefbots have it under control!”

“WHAT ARE YOU TAKING ABOUT THE PAN IS ON FIRE!”

“It’s to enhance the flavor Sir!”

As soon as Macy and Jestro entered the kitchen they saw the source of the commotion. There was a large figure, tall enough to be a fully grown man but with the face with a child, (with a mohawk? Macy had never seen that hairstyle before) adding vegetables into a pan with a giant smile that was very much on fire, with Brickland yelling at him and what to seemed like a dozen squirebots hiding behind him and a strong beeping sound Macy recognized as a smoke detector.

“O-oh my gosh, Axl a-are you sure that’s safe?!” Jestro yelled out

“Don’t worry Jestro I’ve done this a dozen times!” replied this Axl… boy? Man? Macy couldn’t really tell his age.

“Princess stay back!” Yelled out Fancypants but she didn’t think it was because of the fire. Because as soon as Fancypants yelled her to stay back, Macy saw out of the corner of her eye Brickland picking up the emergency fire extinguisher and aiming it at whatever Axl was making then pulling the pin. An explosion of white foam escaped from the nozzle completely setting out Axls fire and turning off the smoke detector.

“Ah Principle Brickland I told you I had it under control, and that was my best seer on a stake I’ve made…”

“Axl why do I need to tell you this, but creating fires on school ground, even ‘controlled’ ones, is strictly prohibited!” Macy just looked on in confusion, this Axl student was cooking in front of a fire that was taller than him without any fear is only sad that his stake is ruined.

“But Principal Brick- Oh hello I didn’t see you there! I’m Axl from Diggington! Class 151!” Axl said after noticing Macys presence. She was stunned for a second, not expecting the larger boy to introduce himself.

“Oh, thank you for the introduction. I am Princess Macy Halbert, first of the name, from Knightonia. May I ask what you were doing? It seems Sir Brickland would want an explanation” Macy replied. Axl’s smile returned after Macy’s introduction, no shock or change in demeanor appeared after learning of the girl’s royal background.

She took note of this.

“I was just preparing a stake for my culinary class when the pan caught on fire when I placed the stake on the pan, but I had it under control before Principal Brickland set it out. Well, it’s okay I can always try again!” Axl said with a hopeful smile while Brickland looked on with a disapproving stare.

“Um Axl how about you take a break? I don’t want another fire starting, it’ll set off the smoke detector and I hate those…” Jestro said warily almost like he was scared Axl setting off the smoke detector again.

“Yes, Jestro is right, it would be best if you didn’t try to cook anything for the rest of the day Axl. And I’ll be having a call with your parents’ young man!” Brickland said with the silent nods of the squirebots behind him.

“Alright Principal Brickland, but where do I go? Do I stay here?”

“Oh no I’m letting you stay here; you’re going to Knightology with Moorington, he'll keep you out of trouble” How many times is she going to hear that name before meeting him?

“Fine, it was nice meeting you Miss Macy! And Jestro I’ll see you at the tournament!” After Axl gave his goodbyes, he picked up a bag next to door before leaving the kitchen.

“Again, I am sorry you had to see that, I need to get the culinary students a human teacher” Brickland apologized, but Macy didn’t mind. It was another observation of a childher age. She rarely got to see that so she noted every interaction she had, no matter how odd. In fact ,Macy found Axl quite a bit odd, after all who doesn’t react with a fire than you right in front of you, but quite respectful. Did he simply didn’t care about her royal status, or did he not fully understand her introduction?

“It’s okay Sir Brickland, let’s just continue with the tour.”

“Ah of course Princess! Follow me, I’ll take to the History Hall.” As they followed Brickland a slight awkward tension formed

“So, Jestro, you’re part of a tournament team?” Macy asked, hoping to erase some of the tension formed after, whatever you call what they saw in the kitchen,

“O-oh yeah, I guess I am, but I’m only in it because Clay made it… I doubt I would have been able to join any of the other tournament teams.”

“Really? How long have you been in this team?”

“Clay started it our first year, he was the first person in our class to create a tournament team and because it was so early in the school year, he didn’t know that many people, so I was the first to join his team. After that Axl joined and few months later Aaron and Lance joined, but that was after a bunch of petty fights on Lances part…” Jestro and Clay seem to be good friends Macy thought

“What do you mean by ‘petty fights on Lances part’? Did he try beating your team to ‘prove he’s better’ something because that’s something he’d do.”

“Yeah actually- wait you know Lance?”

“If we’ve talking about the same Lancelot then yes, I often see Richmond at my fathers’ parties. The Richmonds are family friends after all.”

“Oh, that’s right I f-forgot you’re th-”

“And we’re here!” Exclaimed Brickland. ‘It’s rude to interrupt’ Macy thought but it was equally rude to say that out loud, so she stayed quiet.

“This is the hall showing our greatest knights throughout history. There are the great heroes like Ned Knightly, Augustin Halbert, and Reginald Brickland, but we also have the honorable staff members that ran this great academy before us!” As the group walked down the seemingly endless hallway Macy looked to the walls seeing painting, documents, or the weapons of these heroes. She recognized almost all of them, what type of princess would she be if she didn’t know her own country’s history, and the few she didn’t were wearing the Knights Academy faculty or student uniform, so she assumed they had some academic significance that she didn’t know about.

The future they traveled the more items she saw that belonged to these late heroes; she even saw Therence Richmond’s gold tooth. Okay that’s a bit odd but no harm is being done she tried to rationalize.

“And here is this academy’s most prized procession we have the honor of displaying, the first written copy of the Knight’s Code!!” They had reached the end of the hallway and in the middle of room there was a small display case only protected by some velvet dividers and four gold pillars. Inside that case laid one of Knightons most important pieces of literature, the first copy of the Knight’s Code. The book looked like it been through hell and back, which it probably has, the title was faded, and a complex drawing of a dragon took up most of the cover.

“Uh Principal Brickland, w-why is there a dragon on the cover? I-I thought the owl was the academy’s symbol…” Jestro spoke barely loud enough to be heard. Why did it sound like he was scared?

“Tsk I thought you’d pay more attention in your classes Jestro, the reason there’s a dragon on the cover is because is this the original copy of the Knight’s Code thus it the Halbert’s crest, it wasn’t until Thunderblood Brickland adapted the code for the Knights Academy a few decades later. You need to pay better attention, this is basic knowledge Jestro, do I need Moorington to tutor again?”

“N-No Sir! I’ll do b-better!” Huh how odd, Jestro was apparently friends with one of the best students in his class, yet he still struggles with basic history? It seemed like he knew that he was going to get scolded so why ask in the first place? Regardless, it was still an interesting interaction (albeit a bit confusing to understand), Macy made sure to make a mental note about it.

“Pardon me Sir Brickland, we have twenty minutes until the tournament. Should we head back?” Despite framing it as question it really wasn’t, truthfully, even though she found Jestros and Bricklands conversation interesting she could feel a wave of tension forming. She didn’t want to go through that again.

“Ah yes of course Princess, and it will give Jestro some time to practice before the tournament.” And with that the small group started to leave the hallway. Unfortunately, as soon as the made it to the end of hallway and the entrance to the rest of academy a bell rang, and students started shuffling out of their classes.

It was chaos, for Macy at least, there so many people surrounding her and she lost sight of Fancypants and Brickland. ‘Okay, no time to panic Macy you’ll be fine just wait until the students enter their classes then-’ She felt something large bump into her snapping out of her inner panic.

“Oh Miss Macy! What are you doing out here and were is Mr. Brickland?” A familiar voice asked. As she turned, she let out a sigh of relief, it was that Axl boy from the kitchen.

“Ah I was just going to the tournament arena, and I lost sight of Sir Brickland, do you happen to know where the arena is?”

“Of course, I was just heading there! Follow me!” She’s lucky she found him or else she’d have to try Fancypants wherever it was. Walking through the crowd of students was a bit hard for Macy, after all she was used to people moving out of her way whenever she got near, this wasn’t situation she knew how to navigate. Luckily Axl was practically impossible to lose in the crowd, so she tried to follow him to the best of her abilities without running into any of the students.

After what felt like an eternity of traversing the lawless land of the Knights Academy’s hallway during the transition period, she made it to arena. “Here you are Miss Macy, I’m gonna go put on my armor and practice!” Said Axl, leaving her alone in the middle of the room. The first thing she noticed is that she wasn’t in the spectator area, but in the knight’s preparation area. In front of her were a pair of glass doors that lead to a grass field with some squirebots setting up what seemed to be targets and obstacles. On either side of her there were students putting on their armor, practicing their aim on some practice targets, and in case of one lone boy, reading the Knights Code. She saw Jestro sitting next to the boy reading the Knights Code, so she decided to ask him for drictions

“Excuse me Jestro, do you happen to know how to get to the Spectator Area, I don’t want Fancypants and Sir Brickland to worry about me being lost or something more concerning.”

“O-oh it’s on the second floor, you can take the elevator to your left.” The boy reading never looked up, like he was lost in his own world.

“Thank you Jestro and good luck with your tournament.” As she walked to the elevator, she heard the voice of whom she assumed was boy reading

“So who was that?”

“O-oh um I’ll tell you after the tournament.”

****

As she walked out the elevator, she saw Fancypants prancing around with a panicked Brickland following behind him

“Oh my goodness how did I lose the Princess, the King is going to have me decommissioned and scrapped!!”

“Haute, there’s no need to panic I’m sure she’ll turn up!”

“That’s easy for you to say your life isn’t on the line!!”

“I’m here Fancypants.” As soon as she said that Fancypants went running to… hug her?

She hadn’t thought the squirebots had that emotion programed in, or at least not Fancypants

“Oh thank Augustin you’re alright!! Please don’t tell you father about this!”

“It’s alright Fancypants, don’t worry about it. Let’s just watch the tournament.”

“Of course, Princess.”

And with that Macy took at seat at the almost throne looking chair with Sir Brickland by her left and Fancypants by her right as a horn rang out and the students flooded out.

[tonberry-yoda]

Hi!!! If it isn't to much trouble may I have (male) haikyuu matchup please. My pronouns are she/her. Im a Capricorn, my Mbti type is infj-a/infj-t. I tend to be shy around new people but I can be somewhat loud with people who im close to. My height is 5'0. Im not very athletic and im not a big fan of sports but I love to go roller and ice skating. I also love to read books and to also cook and bake food. I also like to garden. I've been playing the violin for 7 years. I love animals and im planing on becoming a wildlife veterinarian. I like to Watch nature/animal documentaries. I also like sweets. Somethings I dislike are people who bend or ruin my books and people who speak over me when im trying to talk.I love music, I can listen to any genre and like it but my favorites are indie,bedroom pop and classic rock. My ideal relationship would be with someone who is loyal and supportive. sorry if i spelt anything wrong. Hope im not bothering you:)

first of all, gurl, you are not bothering me, i opened these for a reason! BUT I HAVE THE PERFECT MAN FOR YOU DEAR! it took me a while tho ngl. i was really thinkin between some people. you are just a sweet soul and i needed the perfect man for you and BAM! it clicked! so here you go @armin-ocean-eyes!

the character I chose for you is...

SUGAWARA!

OMG THIS GIF I ALMOST PASSED AWAY

#jealous of you and your adorable and beautiful man

anyways

you and suga would be perfect

sure, he loves volleyball, but he doenst mind that you're not that into sports

he sucks at anything music related, so he thinks it's awesome that you can play the violin, but other than that, he's not the interested in it

you will always support each other though

its adorable

he loves hanging out in your beautiful room and he will always bake you sweet treats before he comes over

he is in awe at how gorgeous everything you have in your life is (including you, beauty <3)

he LOVES that you garden and insists on having you teach him how, he thinks it's awesome

y'all will do homework while having nature documentaries or soft music on in the background

he will 100% visit shelters with you as dates and you both volunteer to help take care of the animals

he will 100% bake with you

and ice skate with you

he is literally the perfect man for you omg

and he's kinda shy and adorable like you omg i cant get over this matchup!!!

You felt something press on your forehead and looked up to find it was your boyfriend, Sugawara, who had placed a small kiss onto you.

"Hey Suga!" You smiled and packed your book into your bag. Only three more chapters and you would be done. "Ready to go?"

You would always wait for Sugawara to be done with practice. Sitting outside and reading a book was one of the best feelings in the world, so any excuse to do that was perfect.

"I am. How's the book?" He lightly put his arm around you and pressed a kiss onto your cheek while Nishinoya and Tanaka were giggling behind the both of you. You two just ignored it however, as it was now a usual thing.

"It's amazing! Only three more chapters!" You couldn't help but still blush around Sugawara. He was just so cute. And he was your boyfriend?? It was truly amazing.

"Already? Dang, you're a fast reader!"

You giggled and melted to your boyfriend's touch. You were excited to go out for dinner. You two didn't do it too often, so it was always fun when you did.

"How was practice?" You picked a fuzz off of Suga's jacket and pressed a kiss onto his jaw, having to tippy toe to reach him.

"It was good. Tiring though."

"I bet. Now dinner sounds even better, huh?"

"Always with you." He pulled you in for a hug, stopping the walk for a minute. "I love you."

"I love you too, Suga."

[allylikethecat]

i had to do an errand that required me to drive into the rural part of my city and i saw horses in a field and immediately started thinking about atkh… i’m suffering from the worst brainrot..(in the best way possible ;))

anyway talk shop tuesday!!

when you dont ask us which fic we want in a poll, how do you decide which fic you post?? i assume some fics are just farther along in your notes but do you update multiple fics at once or do you choose ahead of time which one you’re gonna post and then just focus on writing for that one??

-🥤

Hello My Dear Smoothie Anon!!

If it makes you feel any better, I am twenty eight years old, I own a horse, I typically see him 5-6 days a week, most of my friends also own horses, some who have them in their back yards, and I also live in a very "horsie" area so I see them literally all the time I spent SO MUCH TIME with horses its ridiculous. HOWEVER without fail, I do excitedly announce / shout HORSIE whenever I'm driving and see one out in the world, which is always extremely jarring to whoever is with me when they aren't expecting it lol So like, I get it 😂 I hope you enjoy Friday's update! I know I am excited about it!

Happy Talk Shop Tuesday! Now onto your question now that I got my horse fan-girling out of the way lol

It's kind of a mix, I usually try to work on each fic a little bit here and there (that way I don't get burnt out on any of them) but obviously sometimes I pull further ahead in one. When I don't do a poll it's usually because I've realized I haven't updated one in a while, and I have an update either ready or almost ready. For example, before today the most recent update to Ducklings had been March 26th so I was like shit- I should probably update that one it's been a month lol Now that today's Ducklings chapter has been posted, I'm pretty much in the same spot with all the fics in the poll (other than All the King's Horses that one is actually nearly completed, I however have two different possible endings mapped out for that one and I need to decide which one to follow - and I'm planning on using the feedback on the next few chapters to make that decision so it's extra important for y'all to tell me what you think lol!) SO I figured I would open it up and see which one y'all were interested in next because as much as I love writing and do it for myself, it is fun when people read it and enjoy it, and I do like to take that into consideration. If I hadn't done a poll, it would have been the next chapter of The Birthday fic purely because that one was updated the longest ago now (other than You Know Where the City Is but that one is currently hurting me so an update will be slower lol) I hope this makes sense!!

Thank you so much for being so wonderful and sending this ask and reading and being so supportive! I always get a smile when I see that Smoothie Anon has appeared in my inbox! Thank you so much! I hope your Tuesday was lovely and that you have a wonderful week!

❤️Ally