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prozac-shaped-urn · 6 months

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updated htotm notes 3/31/24

leave the satisfaction of stella and beth learning how to talk again for later in the story

have beth sit in the hot tub close to the end. maybe liss is there?? i like the idea of her being alone tbh.

beth needs to figure out why she's so hesitant to sit in the hot tub. it's bc she's afraid of being comfortable in taos bc of her losing maggie. she doesn't wanna get too attached and lose whatever she's attached to. have liss figure this out for her maybe????

beth was a lively 12 yr old so make that come back MAYBE ALREADY DONE WITH THE DANCING AND CAREFREE NATURE GIRL MOMENTS

beth needs to tell stella abt timothy at some point MAYBE HAVE TIMOTHY REACH OUT AND WANT TO MEET HER, MAYBE TAKE STELLA WITH IDK

cut out some of the beth/julie shenanigans ACTUALLY NO I'M KEEPING THEM I LIKE THEM I THINK THEY WORK

why did beth's inner 12 yr old (slug) die BULLYING

build up the need for beth to escape to taos?? maybe a series of shopping hauls????

why are there no photos of anyone but bobby dean BECAUSE SHE DOESN'T WANT ANYONE TO GET CLOSE FOR FEAR THEY'LL LEAVE LIKE BOBBY DEAN ALMOST HAS

more of beth comparing herself to what she sees online / more comments on her life / figure out how stella plays into all that STELLA IS THE VOICE OF REASON

why is slug comfortable in taos now

Why do I feel like I need to apologize to the world for my ever-changing body?

You don't text me back, you don't ring me up, you check your phone when we chat… I never get to have your full attention.

beth goes back to stay in taos with julie bc julie doesnt own a screen ????? something to do with julie and screens. BECAUSE SHE TRIES TO REDUCE HER SCREEN TIME WITH NO SUCCESS SO SHE DECIDES TO CUT IT OUT ENTIRELY AND THE BEST PLACE TO DO THAT IS JUILE'S

beth needs to try and block out animal sounds IN FRONT OF FELICITY so that moment between them on the patio isn't out of nowhere SHE MENTIONS HATING THEM WHILE TALKING TO LISS IN BETWEEN TRIPS TO TAOS

need a sewing circle in there somewhere

julie and liss's friendship evolved out of julie being attracted to liss, so how did they get to where they are now? what's liss done to make julie so eager to find her a match in beth?

i dont think beth would so easily forget about liss. make her contact liss or smth. or maybe thats why she goes back to taos. incorporate something to do with the fauna sounds and how they're irritating so liss will have something to be proud of when beth's armor starts to fall. DONE

have beth try and fail multiple times to reduce her screen time

have beth buy a dumb phone but still use her computer for SPARING social media scrolling. we find the balance in this house.

something where liss takes beth's phone and beth has an addict reaction. flip side is some point when beth forces liss to be away from home longer than she'd like and she has an addict reaction. make it be some kind of social anxiety interaction and she wants to leave and beth won't fucking leave and liss finally makes a scene and gtfo and beth is like what the fuck was that and liss is like you didnt wanna leave so i left anyway and beth senses something is off and liss tries to avoid the topic and it comes out anyway and beth is surprisingly supportive

have stella help beth move.

stella needs to record beth playing julie's drums while julie and liss cheer her on.

julie needs to learn abt stella at some point

stella is beth's sponsor

liss does laundry and gets weird looks maybe?? and that's what prompts her meltdown over not being enlightened??? idk figure that out. she needs to have a meltdown and know she's being hypocritical and beth needs to make that discovery in front of liss and tell her she's put two and two together. DONE

ok but where is felicity when she's listening to her grandma read bedtime stories like for real where tf is she

#hot tub on the mesa

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atlabeth · 3 years

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transferred part 20 - atla smau

part 19 | masterlist | epilogue

summary: trying to run from your past is hard, but falling for your brother’s roommate is even harder. little do you know that he’s falling for you as well.

a/n: me when i have to write more than 5 words in a series thats supposed to be a smau

anywho! basically the last chapter?? which is crazy?? filled with heartfelt emotions and the moment that you've all been waiting for, it's a wild ride. so strap in and enjoy. the epilogue will be posted later today so i can finally wrap this series up!! and dont worry theres a super long sappy authors note on the epilogue. LETS GET INTO IT

wc: 2.3k

warning(s): cursing, mentions of alcohol, hurt/comfort, one suggestive comment, mentions of toxic relationships, reader talking about her self sabotaging behavior and burnout, Bad Coping Methods (dont disappear kids)

“You haven’t seen her?” Zuko sighed as the same words he had heard on repeat for the past hour played through his ears again. “It’s alright, thank you. Have a good night.”

He shook his head at his friends, their defeated expressions mirroring his own as he leaned against the kitchen island. He ran an exhausted hand through his hair, and he couldn’t help but think of the countless times you had done it for him.

“Your sister doesn’t play when it comes to theatrics,” Aang lamented as he plopped on the couch next to Sokka.

“Tell me about it,” he muttered. “I mean, she doesn’t pull stuff like this. Sometimes she went over the top when she was younger, staying out a little too late or doing something stupid, but she never just… she never just tried to disappear like this. I.. I guess she was too worried about Katara and me to do anything like that, but still.” He knocked back the rest of the seltzer and tossed the can on the table — alcohol was tempting, but none of them wanted to be any less than completely aware tonight.

“We all knew she was hurting,” Sokka continued. “Not even she could be fine after everything that happened with Hahn, especially the day after, but I— I guess I thought that she would open up before just dropping off the radar completely!

“No news from the girls,” Aang announced, prompting a collective sigh from the other two boys. “I gotta give it to her, she’s been very thorough with this.”

“Of course she has. It’s classic Y/N — she can disappear without a trace, sure, but she can’t put enough effort into picking up some supplies for my project on her way home.” It was a lame attempt to lighten the mood, and though he got a weak chuckle out of Aang, it was radio silence on Zuko’s part.

“Hey, buddy.” It didn’t snap him out of his reverie, and Sokka seriously contemplated throwing his empty soda can at him. “You okay?”

“She didn’t even say anything to me,” he finally murmured, eyes trained on his phone screen. “She said she would tell me if she was having a hard time, but she didn’t say anything to me. Just suffered in silence until it got so bad she just up and left. She just… left. Without a single word to anyone. To me.”

Aang’s eyes softened and he let out a loose exhale. “Zuko, she didn’t mean to hurt you — I know that much. She’s just been under a lot of stress lately, and… I guess it didn’t manifest in the best way.”

“Stress...” he muttered, trying to piece it together. There was something nagging at the back of his skull, something on the tip of his tongue, but he just couldn’t get it. “And you guys are sure she hasn’t put anything anywhere? No texts that you missed, nothing?”

“Believe me,” Sokka said. “I’ve refreshed her pages a thousand times by now. It’s radio silence on her side. God, I wish I was more invasive and put like, a tracking device on her car or something! For all we know, she could be back to Kyoshi.”

Kyoshi. Stress. This whole thing, your disappearing act.

And suddenly, it clicked.

Zuko stood up abruptly, nearly knocking over the stool in the process and warranting puzzled looks from both of his friends as he grabbed his keys off the table and practically ran to the door.

“Zuko, where are you going?” Aang questioned.

He tugged the door open and shot a glance back at them, tension having noticeably dissolved from his shoulders.

“I know where she is.”

Zuko tapped idly against the steering wheel, once again glancing down at his phone screen but to no avail. His relationship with you had become infinitely more complicated since the kiss through fault of both of them — he supposed that was what happened when two people who didn’t know how to talk about their emotions caught feelings for each other. Zuko was very skilled at sticking his foot in his mouth whenever he tried to talk about anything like this, and

But you had accepted his offer to talk on the way home, so that meant something.

He had originally suggested just talking on the way home like he had proposed earlier, but you had a different idea. ‘Trust me,’ you had told him. ‘It has a good track record with making people feel better.’

Your proposition was a wildflower field on the outskirts of the city, just out of the way that someone would go en route to the university. Far enough from the city to emanate an aura of peace, but close enough to be a feasible trip.

“I found this place when I was missing home,” you smiled as he parked the car. “I love it here, don’t get me wrong, but sometimes I just feel homesick for Kyoshi. You passed a field like this on the way into town, and when I stumbled here, it just kinda felt like fate. So now whenever I’m stressed, or overwhelmed, or just need a break, I come out here. And I think this is the perfect place to talk about… well, whatever’s going on with us.”

“Sounds good.” He returned the sentiment then cleared his throat. “As long as we don’t go in there. I can admire it from afar, but just looking at that field is making my skin itch.”

You laughed and nodded amiably. “Deal.”

One hand was splayed against your chest, the other trailing lazy circles with the pads of your fingers against the metal as you gazed up at the sky. You had the best and only seat of the view, the flora drifting softly in the night breeze as the stars twinkled from above.

You didn’t know what you were thinking, being here. The past couple of weeks had just been… crushing you. It was like your heart was stuck in a vice and no matter what you did, it just got tighter and tighter.

You had been treating everyone you knew horribly, but you couldn’t stop. It felt like a game — how terribly could you act towards them until they snapped too? Until your friends, your siblings, Zuko, recognized that they had made a mistake by trying to help you?

And you didn’t know what it was about today, but… something inside of you just broke after that morning with your roommates. So you did what you were best at, and you ran. Skipped class, skipped work, just drove around aimlessly until even that was starting to feel like too much of a trap.

And then you ended up here.

It would’ve been laughable if you weren’t on the verge of breaking down.

You had been here, just laying on the hood of your car parked a few feet away from the field on an off road path, for the better part of an hour. If you were going to drown underneath the weight of your thoughts, it was better to do it alone.

But as you heard the crunching of gravel underneath car tires, your eyes instinctively shot towards the noise — so much for being alone — and you sat up. Your brows furrowed in recognition, you knew that car, and it felt like your heart was going to beat out of your chest when Zuko stepped out.

“You remembered,” you breathed after a moment of silence. “You’re here.”

“Always.” He said it so obviously, so easily — why wouldn’t he remember? Why wouldn’t he be here?

You scooted over to make space on the hood and patted the space next to you softly, pulling your knees up to your chest in a moment of shame as he walked around to the front and pushed himself up next to you. What were you going to say to him? What could you say?

“I’m sorry,” you said out of the blue, your words pouring out of you like an emotional waterfall. “I’m sorry for just— for just leaving, I know it was stupid and I know they’re all probably worried out of their minds, but I couldn’t do it, Zuko. I-it was like I was trapped, and I know it was irrational, but I had to get out of there—”

“You didn’t have to,” he said quietly, effectively stopping your rant. “If you really had to get out, you could’ve at least said something to one of us. I don’t know what things were like back at Kyoshi, but here— here, you can’t throw yourself back onto the knife every time something goes wrong, because— you just can’t do that anymore.”

“I’m not mad, believe me, I’m relieved that you’re okay. I just..” he sighed and glanced up at the night sky, the light of the moon illuminating his features as he faced you once more. “I know you’ve felt alone before, but you’re not. You have Katara, and Sokka, Suki, Toph— you have me, Y/N! And I’m not going anywhere, trust me, but— but you can’t keep doing this to yourself, because they care about you, and I care about you.”

You swallowed the lump in your throat and chose to concentrate on the hood of the car, tapping your fingers against the metal as a way to use up your nervous energy. “You’re… you’re right,” you said after a long moment of silence, the beginnings of a mirthless smile on your lips.

“After that night at the party, I just— I couldn’t stop thinking about what happened. There was a part of me that just wanted to lock myself in my room and never come out, but I— I told myself I was better than that, and I refused to let myself fall back onto any of it. So I worked. I took extra shifts, I helped out my professors, I did anything and everything I could to try and keep my mind off of Hahn. But I wasn’t helping anything, I was just… I was destroying myself. It was just like you said. I was a candle burning at both ends but still convinced that I was doing the right thing, and eventually.. I just couldn’t take it anymore. So I ran.”

“And— there’s always been this… this voice in my head that pops up after things in my life are going good, and it tells me that something is going to go wrong. A-and it tells me that if I’m the one that ruins it, then I don’t have to ask myself what I did wrong, if I could’ve stopped it from happening— if it’s inevitable, then I should be the one to ruin it. It’s how most of my relationships ended, and— well, the only thing it’s succeeded in is making me miserable.”

You don’t even notice your hands are shaking until you feel Zuko placing his own over yours — a simple gesture asking an unsaid question, one you answer by intertwining his fingers with your own.

“That same voice popped up again once I started getting close to you,” you admitted quietly. “And this whole time, I’ve been so terrified of falling that I never considered you would catch me. But I’m tired, Zuko. I’m tired of constantly looking over the edge.”

As you turned your head to meet his eyes again, your breath caught in your throat at his close proximity. You were sure that no matter how much time you spent with him, your heart would never stop beating out of your chest for Zuko.

“I will always be there to catch you,” he affirmed softly. “And I’m not going anywhere.”

And just like before, he brought his hand to the side of your face and tenderly brushed a loose strand of hair behind your ear. His hand, slightly calloused but emanating comfort all the same, lingered on your cheek for a moment before he posed the question.

“Can I kiss you?”

You nodded, and his lips captured your own immediately. You reciprocated with an almost desperate fervor and— and it just felt so right. You had grown so accustomed to the constant warmth he carried with him that it had become a part of you, he had become a part of you, and now a life without Zuko was just unimaginable.

He was right — he already was there to catch you, each and every time. Giving you endless rides when your car broke down, sitting through the world’s most boring anthro projects, letting you bare your soul to him, telling you it was all going to be okay when nothing felt okay, and managing to find you when you had gone out of your way to not be found. And all of it— it all made you realize.

You didn’t want to keep running. And you didn’t have to. Not anymore.

Zuko pulled away and pressed his forehead to yours, breathing slightly labored as the two of you sat in comfortable silence. That is, until you broke it.

“So,” you started, a nervous chuckle following. “Are we… are we a thing now?”

You could tell that caught him by surprise by the laugh that escaped him, a sound of unfiltered joy. “I’d say that we are.”

You could feel the heat rushing to your cheeks once more as he slid off of the hood of the car and held out his hand, an offering you took happily. “We should get home,” he said, somewhat reluctantly. “It’s past midnight, and—” Zuko glanced at his phone and grimaced. “They’re all still worried out of their minds.”

“Right,” you muttered. “I’m gonna get the lecture of my life from Sokka and Katara.”

“Probably,” he chuckled. “But they’re just doing their job as concerned siblings.” He pressed a chaste kiss to your forehead and glanced back at his own car. “I’ll see you back at the apartment?”

You nodded, an uncontrollable smile pulling at your lips. “Thank you, Zuko. For this, and— for everything.”

He returned the sentiment, golden eyes filled with adoration.

“Always.”

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bitchfitch · 3 years

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Hey king, where do you post your nsfw writing? I have some monster smut I wrote a while back and I think it's finally time to show the world but I don't know the best place to find an audience that's into that

ao3. AO3. like literally, ao3. just make sure you get the tags in order. also hot tips for this:

list the fandom as original work

the relationship as original (gender) character/original (gender) character, or/followed by (species)/(species) ie not the character names until the last spot if you put them at all, tbh, you probably shouldn't.

in the characters section list the species involved and their gender instead of the character names. dont tag non major characters in this section. ie only the stars of the show get marquee space for a reason.

the most important 'sell tags', the reasons someone might want to read the fic for, like the specific kinks or dynamics go at the Very begining, or the Very end of the tag list block not in the middle, this makes them easier to spot. save the middle for your tag comments and things like the dead dove tag if its applicable.

the summary shouldnt be cheeky, try to actually sell the premise of the relationship/ the vibes of the characters and story. avoid using character names more than once or twice, and avoid a making the summary more than about 240 characters. Ideally it should be between about 80 and 120. this isn't a hard and fast rule but its good practice bc a. its a polite amount of screen space to take up, b. its a quickly digestible amount of words, c. the word count limit is important bc it forces you to Only include your best sell, keeping it clean and concise.

also dont mention whether or not the fic was beta read/edited. dont include anything self depreciating in the tags, summary, or authors notes, dont say it was your first time posting, none of that, present your work with Confidence and enthusiasm as to not deter folk from reading.

in the end notes include a comment prompt, this is a short and non personal question thats meant to give readers an easy in for the comments. it should be adjacent to the fic but not directly related to it. ie if you are writting about werewolves then a decent comment prompt is "whats the best werewolf coat color?". Something that is unlikely to start discourse but is likely to get Comments to happen.

beyond that for multichapter fics, avoid updating more than once a day, but do try to update frequently for optimal potential viewership. Ao3 has similar peek hours to tumblr so uploading between 8 and 10 central will give you the best chance at being seen by the folk loging in before they go to bed.

if a fic can comfortably be broken up into parts of a series instead of listed as chapters then that is ideal. this is so that you may mark previous parts complete to increase the chance of them not being filtered out in the search. but do not force this, if a part does not have a satisfying conclusion attached to it and that conclusion is in the next part which is not written or posted yet, then your readers will not be very happy with you.

#i have a lot of thoughts about fic posting

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starlit-dreaming · 3 years

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Lucathy Ideas (10/?)

never thought i’d see the day where i’d be hitting double digits for my lucathy idea posts tbh

this is more of a note to self, but i’d like to go back over my idea posts, clean em up, make it tidier and more coherent, maybe add more content to make it longer. idk when i’ll be doing that. maybe i’ll include a word count at the end of each post to show that i went back to edit all of it?

or maybe i’d pick one of the au ideas that’s really fucking long and flesh it out in a separate post and title it “Lucathy Ideas: Extended Edition” or something 😂

edit: fuck im actually considering it

obligatory warning: its a long post turn back to save yourselves

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accidental sugar daddy acquisition -- Sugar Daddy Lucas AU

• i’m finally talking about my sugar daddy lucas au that i mentioned in post 9 of my lucathy ideas series and im ngl im surprised i never mentioned it before now???

• @lithium-15 and @hwang-lucas because i feel that these two are specifically interested in this au (i have another sugar daddy lucas au thats more nsfwyn, but i think i’ll save the nsfwyn au ideas for a later lucathy ideas post)

• i don’t remember the original prompt word for word, since i saw this otp idea several years ago and i dont really feel like scrolling through my otp idea tag on my inspo side blog (thats like,,, its like. at Least 3-4 years worth of posts i think???)

• tl;dr -- rich dude ends up becoming a broke pal’s anonymous benefactor thats like a gang leader or something. i think the premise of it was that the broke dude was a college student??? and they would eventually get their degree and meet the person that’s provided them financial stability.

• yes, its another rich lucas x broke athy. cause im a slut for that otp dynamic ngl

• idk if i want this to also be a single mom athy au??? and a crime boss lucas au

• actually yknow what fuck it lets say that athy’s a single mom (i’ll think of a different idea for crime boss lucas, though; its implied for this au, but i dont feel like going with that)

• if we wanna make it spicy we could say that lucas and athy had a one night stand and didn’t recognize each other or something. or maybe lucas recognized athy??? regardless, im not sure rn. im kinda leaning towards the fact that they didnt recognize each other

• so yeah. athy is a single parent, probably got pregnant while she was in college and couldnt bring herself to abort because she didnt want to be alone or something (similar to my lawyer athy + ons au -- she realized that she wanted to have a family)

• she’s a waitress at a coffee shop, owned by lily maybe? that stays open pretty late at night. hannah and ces are her coworkers, although they work mornings and afternoons

• helena and cabel are regulars, and lucas is somewhat of a regular who stops by for coffee at night

• im thinking that lucas would be an influential family with some shady dealings on the downlow (maybe? i don’t remember if the prompt had the rich pal be a rich and generous mob boss or something), and that he ends up more or less becoming the family heir to his grandmother’s business

• so he ends up being a regular at the cafe in the evenings and ends up befriending athy (begrudingly)

• she’s comfortable enough with him to talk about her babies (as usual, its gonna be the twins -- ari and eli from my other ideas/wips) and he’s just dumbfounded because he never expected her to be a single mother

• eventually he decides to anonymously help her out

• by buying the appartment property that she lives on

• and getting someone to act as the “landlord” and tell her that someone already paid for her rent, and that it’s something that the landlord is offering to all the single parent tenants (which. lucas decides why the fuck not, it’ll be less hassle for him, plus he’s stupid fucking rich)

• ok now i’m gonna go over the basic timeline that i have in mind:

• i like the idea that lucas and athy end up meeting at the cafe when she’s still pregnant. and that lucas just decides “fuck it i can afford to run a few businesses why tf not” and bought lily’s cafe, allowing lily to still run the business as she likes, and giving the staff higher pay and more benefits (and lily more or less has a positive view of lucas)

• spoilers: he totally bought the business after hearing that athy might need a second job after she gives birth to her babies cause like. babies are fucking expensive

• guess who also paid her hospital bills?

• if you guessed lucas, then you’d be correct

• so her babies are born, she’s got a pretty good pay, so she’s able to pay a babysitter to take care of the babies whenever she works.

• throughout their friendship, lucas will more or less be stuck wondering why the fuck he’s doing so much for athy, and at first it’s simply because he thought it was annoying to see her suffering so much just to try and make ends meet, and eventually its because “oh fuck its because i consider her to be an important friend”

• because even though he is attracted to her, he does consider her to be an important friend and all

• the feelings end up coming in later

• at one point, athy comments that while she wants to continue college and finish up her degree, she finds that saving money for her babies is more important

• and lucas is just “you do realize that im rich with a ton of money that doesnt really get used for much, right”

• and naturally athy’s a very stubborn person who, despite finding the offer to be very beneficial, is Very reluctant to take on his offer

• he more or less tells her that if she feels bad for taking advantage of this offer -- which she shouldnt since he wants to help her -- then his one request would be that she gets at least a degree in business (so that he can just hand the cafe over to her as a gift in the future if she wants it)

• so yeah. she ends up going to college

• in terms of the twin’s age, year 1: lucas provides her financial stability in terms of handling the hospital bills, her rent, and giving her better pay /// year 2: athy gets a babysitter for the twins and goes back to finish up college /// year 3: she gets her degree in business

• OH MY GOD WHAT IF

• WHAT IF LUCAS’S NIECE IS ATHY’S BABYSITTER

• EVEN MORE REASON FOR LUCAS TO INTERACT WITH ATHY MORE OFTEN

• like. she’s a high schooler. looking for a summer job maybe??? and lucas is just “i have a friend looking for a babysitter”

• his niece, after being introduced to athy via lucas, is 100% in the conspiracy mindset that lucas and athy are exes or something and that this is lowkey his way of introducing his kids to the family

• and i mean. if we’re going with the idea that lucathy had a ons in this au, then she’s Technically not wrong with that theory?

• anyways, when the babies are finally 3 y/o, i’m thinking that lucas more or less established a place in athy’s life as her benefactor and friend, enough that the twins know that he’s always around

• hell, he’d probably go out of his way to help her buy groceries at one point. maybe a while before she hires his niece as a babysitter???

• i want the babies to cling onto lucas and call him dad when they’re toddlers because they both just see him with black hair and red eyes and go “he looks like ari/eli!!!”

• note to self: ari and eli both have black hair, but ari is the only one with red eyes (could pass off as rose pink like diana’s tbh). its only in wmmap-verse that they both have blonde hair and blue eyes (unless they’re in disguise)

• note: lucas’s niece is 100% going to teach the lucathy kids a bunch of slang. deadass i Will have these twins shouting shit like “YEET” or something

• i think thats all i had in mind for this au???

where the hell would i be without you -- Soulmates AU

• im ngl ive been listening to dodie music again (specifically “Sick of Losing Soulmates” which Hurts)

• i have like. 7 Soulmate AUs. but for now i’m just gonna focus on 1 of the 7 ideas i have, which happens to be the one that im the most interested in

• name of your sworn enemy / name of your soulmate

• for lucas, it’s Aeternithas de Alger Obelia and Athanasia de Alger Obelia. and tbh? he’s pretty pissed off that he has 2 names from the goddamn obelia royal fam tbh

• aeternithas would 100% assume that lucas is his soulmate (he isnt). idk who would be his other name. honestly? who tf knows cause i sure dont

• i considered having the whole soulmarks thing fade by claude’s generation, hence why athy wouldnt have a name on her wrist anymore, but i decided against it

• so lucas would be her soulmate

• the problem is that idk who would be her sworn enemy

• at first, i considered it to be claude for her sworn enemy, which would later change after she almost died (so after lucas saves her, claude’s name ends up disappearing)

• which i decided against cause i mean. he doesn’t Actually hate her from what i could tell. he just hates the fact that diana died and is coping with it by pinning the blame onto athy

• maybe he would be the name on athy’s wrist until she turned 5 y/o, when she actually meets him and causes a divergence from the lp-verse

• like. in the lp novel, claude wasnt her sworn enemy. i’d say it was probably jennette? and that lp athy believed that she had the rare platonic soulmate. or maybe she had ezekiel’s name as her soulmate, but she firmly believed that he was her sworn enemy since he’s jennette’s fiance

• the main reason why athy would have different names, comparing lp with wmmap athy, is because wmmap athy has the knowledge of her previous life

• at least, thats how i justified it lmao

what remains to be seen -- Model AU

• kinda self-explanatory, really

• like c’mon. look at lucas and athy and tell me that they can’t be models in the modern world

• i kinda imagine that athy would be a movie actress and model. normally she ends up playing princess roles, since she ended up gaining a lot of fans after her role as Princess Athanasia in the Lovely Princess movie when she was a teenager, so much that people often refer to her as “princess” or “Athy” (mainly from the people that worked with her on the film)

• she’ll be Lee Ji Hye in this au, but i’m referring to her as Athy to make it less confusing for my normally sleep-deprived squirrel brain

• i will admit that at one point i was tempted to have this as another fake dating au, where lucas and athy have their picture taken together and ends up having a shit ton of shippers

• lucas and athy for sure meet at a photoshoot for the first time

swipe tap swipe tap -- Tinder + Modern AU

• this is basically that imagine your otp post where this girl’s at an airport, her flight was delayed, and she’s swiping through tinder, and there’s a guy that’s behind her who goes “ouch. hard no for that one?” and she turns around and sees the guy she just swiped no on

oh how my knees go weak to be the one -- Canon Compliant

• similarly to the 100 prompt challenge of mine, i’d like to do a prompt challenge but with kisses

• not gonna go too detailed into it, since this will probably end up becoming another nsfwyn idea of mine. cause while im thinking of innocent kisses like butterfly, cheek, or forehead kisses, there’s definitely suggestive prompts here waiting to be written, especially when you look at the list

• also it doesn’t really help that i deadass got the title of this au from The Hush Sound’s “The Boys Are Too Refined”, and in the lyrics, there’s a mention of “oh, how my knees go weak to be the one / she kicks and bucks” plus “and if the timing is right / to sneak off into the night / i’ll let myself be taken just for the thrill”

• i considered using a lyric from their other song molasses, but that song gives off more of a sad vibe while the boys are too refined is more suggestive

• so yeah. suffice to say this is gonna be my nsfwyn project

• i’ll have to compile a list of different types of kisses, but if anyone’s curious on it that i’ll gladly post the list of which kisses i definitely plan on writing (i’m aiming to write 20 different kisses)

working out the differences -- Gym / Workout AU

• based off on a gym/workout prompt list: “I don’t care what your personal trainer says, if you keep doing it like that, you’re going to fuck yourself up, here let me show you how it’s done.“

• one of the au ideas that i don’t feel like writing, but it’s one of the au’s that i like to imagine, especially since it sounds really in character for lucathy

• like deadass lucas just criticizing athy’s personal trainer for being an absolute dumbass, and he’s infuriatingly annoying but he’s also RIGHT and athy absolutely hates him

• but eventually she decides to hire him and it’s 100% not because of how hot he looks in his black workout shirt

a writer and a murderer walk into a bar together... -- Matchmaking AU

• i’ve been, admittedly, looking through my “imagine your otp” tag on my side blog, and one of the otp prompts is about a matchmaking service based on your search history, and the match up ends up being a writer and a serial killer

• if it wasn’t obvious based on my previous au ideas, i’m a huge fan of author athy

• here’s the post in question [click here]

• im not too interested in writing death and all that, even if it’s for a murder comedy??? which is kind of ironic considering that i 100% wrote a murder mystery once when i was still in high school and was about to write a story involving detailed injuries and violence back in my college days, so this is just one of those ideas that’s vaguely in the back of my mind

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this is one of my smaller posts, since i guess i’m mainly thinking about both the sugar daddy lucas + single mom athy au, the nsfwyn-type of au’s, and the whole “going back to flesh out some details for some AUs or have the ideas be ready to get posted on wattpad and ao3”

ideas i’d like to go over

• have one of my lucathy ideas post be focused on nsfwyn content (and thats my tag for 18+ content for those who would like to block the tag and avoid seeing those types of posts, and i sincerely hope that if i have minors following my blog, that you do Not read it or that you don’t actively let me know that you’re reading it otherwise i’ll feel inclined to actually kickstart my nsfwyn blog again. liking/reblogging posts are fine, i just don’t wanna know anything #let me be ignorant so i don’t feel like i need to be a responsible adult who has to hide that shit)

• my soulmate au for the death timer (although it’s probably gonna end up being pretty short

• hanahaki au (idk if ive mentioned it before; double check the ideas first)

• abo au w/alpha athy and beta lucas (did i ever mention this au too? fuck if i know; might talk about in the nsfwyn-focused idea post)

• au where athy ends up never meeting ezekiel prior to the debutante

#lucathy #wmmap #wmmap lucas #wmmap ideas #ideas for the wyn #sbapod ideas #who made me a princess #suddenly became a princess one day #wynter writes #starlit rambles #//long post #rambles: the lucathy ideas

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ladyeliot · 4 years

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Damn melody.

Request: @mostly-marvel-musings : Well hi there!! If you’re up for it, could you do a no. 1 and 7 with Tony Stark from your Superhero prompts please?!

Pairing: Superhero!Tony Stark x Villain!Fem!Reader

Summary: You have been trying for a long time to get the documentation that explained the creation of his AI, and that time you almost succeeded.

Warnings: SMUT⚡(+18). Touching, unprotected sex, dirty talk.

Word count: 2186

A/N: This is the first time I write a smut, I’m afraid. Sorry for my spelling and grammatical mistakes, English is not my native language, I am learning.

Superhero vs Villain!Reader Prompts

The confrontation had made your insides scream in pain. You prayed that nothing and no one would stand in your way as you drove to your lair at extreme speed. The meeting with Iron Man had been planned from the beginning, your chances to get the documentation where the process of development of his AI based on his own genetics was located had been scarce during the last months, but that day you almost made it. The word “surrender” was not in your vocabulary and never would be.

You arrived at your hideout on the outskirts of New York County with barely a breath. Your body was full of bruises and you felt how blood could wash over your face. Your radar sense could do little at that time, Tony had prepared for your arrival and his AI had restricted the electromagnetic emissions that helped heighten all your senses. So that confrontation was catastrophic, little could your martial arts and combat strategy skills do against the legion of drones that awaited you.

As soon as you stepped on the floor you stood in front of a mirror, your appearance was sickly, your right shoulder was dislocated and that was accompanied by the cut on your forehead, making you look like the ruin personified. You slowly lowered the zip of the black lycra suit that was sticking to your body, preventing the pain in your shoulder from making you squirm even more. You left the upper part of your body uncovered, covered only with a bra, which showed a series of hematomas covering the abdomen. Internally you found yourself cursing that person and his power, and you imagined the day when you would finally finish with him.

You took a breath and looked at yourself again in front of the mirror, your eyes had darkened from the rage you felt, that was the best time to place the dislocated shoulder bone, but your internal receptor regions, which were slowly recovering, emanated a signal in your body. You quickly grabbed one of the knives hidden in the back of your ankle and stood on guard. The house was dark, all silent, but a slight breath came into your ears, and it was not yours.

You came down the stairs slowly, the breathing could be heard more clearly, that meant you were approaching it. Your sense of smell quickly discovered who it was and where it was. It was impossible for you to return after what had just happened and better still, how had she found you and how had she overcome the security measures?

“Why do you have a room full of pictures and articles about yourself? you opened the door very carefully and there he was.

He wasn’t wearing the Iron Man suit, instead he was wearing a black Tom Ford suit, accompanied by a red tie, but even so, you knew perfectly well that that didn’t mean he didn’t have his Iron Man suit on him. Tony was in the middle of your small private laboratory, specifically observing a corner where there were photographs of you analyzing facial changes when your emitting and receiving regions were set in motion. The hand holding the knife was shaking from the pain in your right shoulder, and when Tony looked away from you he noticed.

“An interesting sight,” he said, gazing at your naked upper body. He reached into his Tom Ford’s pocket. “Just like this place.”

“What are you doing here?” you spit out those words as if the life in them was gone.

“I only care about you,” he approached the center table and picked up a small gadget in his hands. “External receiving regions, very interesting. Is that what has kept you away from my lab so far?”

Your breath accelerated as you contemplated the behaviour of the person in front of you, he walked around as if nothing had happened and his indifference made your blood boil. Finally he stopped and watched you pointing at your shoulder passively.

“That looks painful,” he said, arching his eyebrows. “I think I’d better put that on you.“

"Don’t you dare come any closer…”

“Okay,” he raised his hands and put them back in his pockets. “I just wanted to be nice.”

His tone of voice definitely contained hints of impassivity, but also of disdain and arrogance, all of which shaped that man. So, thanks to your own pride, which gave you strength, you took a breath and in one quick movement put the bone back in place, hiding the moans of pain while clenching your teeth very tightly. The last thing you wanted was to give him the satisfaction of seeing you suffer in front of him again.

“You’re enjoying it,” you said, getting your breathing back to normal. “What do you want? Have you come to gloat over your success?”

“No, that’s not my style,” he said without hesitation and then pointed to the knife you were holding in your left hand. “Why don’t you put down that knife so we can talk like civilized people?”

“Do you think that after today I’m going to be in front of you without a weapon?” you held your breath, chin up.

A smile of arrogance spread across your opponent’s face, causing your body to quiver. Tony, noticing the event, smiled slightly and took a step towards you, which caused you to step back away from him. The tension of the environment was evident, and your uninvited guest had the ability to take control in such situations.

“Are you scared?” he asked, tilting his head to the side.

“Scared?” you stood firmly keeping your gaze fixed on his. “Why do you think I should be afraid?

"Perhaps because if I had wanted to, you would have been dead…” he looked at his watch indifferently. “Two hours.”

You mumbled, clenching your fist around the knife and wanting to stab him as soon as he got a slip.

“And if you’re so sure of it, why didn’t you?” you asked, leaving your lips half open and arching an eyebrow, as Tony continued to approach with airs and graces.

“And what are you waiting for to finish up and put that knife through my neck?” he asked, leaving his lips half open a short distance away. “Stop flirting and kill me.

How could he dare to think what you were flirting with him about? You knew you had all the power at that very moment, as he had said you could put an end to that story, but your body was extremely blocked, and his last words didn’t help either. All your senses were heightened at that moment, you felt the touch of the dried blood on your forehead, you listened to his breathing intensely as it crashed into your face and you could smell his woody perfume mixed with the whiskey emanating from his mouth.

“Like what you see?” Tony whispered, drawing a smug smile on his face that caused your gaze to turn to his lips.

“You’re not taking me to bed,” you spit out the words finding some lucidity in your brain. "Ever.”

Tony’s lips opened to show how his tongue slowly danced to his lips. You knew what his game was, you had seen it on several occasions in the charity galas he organized, and you were not willing to fall into it, as it was surely a distraction to achieve something. He was only a few inches from your body, your breasts were almost touching, a subtle movement from one of you and the contact was made. He was teasing you, gloating while keeping his gaze fixed on your lips.

“Who said it had to be on the bed?”

You felt his fingers touching your naked belly, slowly caressing each of the bruises that the dispute with Iron Man had caused you. He turned his gaze to them but quickly turned it back to your lips. Your jaw tightened but when you felt Tony’s lips fall slightly on your right shoulder the tension in your body dissipated. You closed your eyes and let his lips run down your neck, making his tongue come into play as well. Although all your senses were on his actions, you held the knife firmly in your left hand.

“Look at you…” he whispered a few millimeters away from your neck. His voice was hoarse and it was killing you. “Two hours ago you wanted to kill me and now you’re moaning at my touch.”

With your eyes still closed, your mouth curved into a smile of arrogance.

"Look at you…” you imitated his words. “Two hours ago you wanted to kill me and now you can’t resist putting a hand on me.”

You opened your eyes to meet Tony’s dilated pupils, radiating uncontrolled lust. In one swift movement he guided you to the nearest wall behind you, causing your body to collide with force and severe pain in all your contusions. You couldn’t stop a small moan from coming from inside your throat, a mixture of pain and excitement.

“I think thats the first time I’ve heard you moan…” he said, brushing his teeth against your skin before biting you. “It was like a fucking melody.”

Another groan came from between your lips. You wanted to touch him, you needed to touch him. The knife slipped from between your fingers leaving a dry sound when it hit the ground. As soon as you were free of it you reached for his tie, but he quickly spun you around hard preventing you from having any chance to touch his body. You could have easily gotten rid of his tether, especially when his defenses were so low, but you did not. Tony quickly unzipped your suit leaving your whole body exposed.

Your legs opened up in need, and he soon realised that gesture, unsubtly holding his hand so that his fingers touched your clit, while he brusquely brought his length to your ass.

"I haven’t even touched you and you’re already this wet.” His voice was so dark that it caused your wetness to intensify.

“I haven’t even taken your clothes off and you’re already this hard” you gave a half smile as you bit into your lower lip, feeling his fingers dancing on your folds.

“Oh baby, you know, you really shouldn’t tease me,” he muttered, bringing two of his fingers inside you, causing both of you to groan.

You didn’t know if it was Tony Stark’s possessive behaviour, or the intensification of all your senses, but your body began to tremble. As if the marks he’d made on you that day weren’t enough, his tongue was marking your neck.

“You take my fingers so well don’t you?”

“Shut up and take your pants off.” You ordered to blindly reach out to meet his cock, which was begging to be released.

“Oh honey, you sound so needy” he mocked increasing the speed of his fingers inside you while his thumb stimulated your clitoris. “Let’s see how quickly you can cum.

You moved your hips to intensify the friction, while he, with his other hand, unzipped his trousers and released his erection. You felt that the climax was near, your legs could barely hold you and your breath, which was broken between moans, informed you that you were going to fall down in just a couple of seconds. It was just when you were on the edge that Tony withdrew his fingers leaving you empty, but not for long.

He grabbed your hips and pulled you closer to his body to slide into you with one blow. That feeling of pleasure that you experienced when you felt him completely inside and heard his moaning in your ear, made you free yourself from all the accumulated tension. Tony brought his hand back to your clitoris, slowly rubbing your thigh, sending you to the edge.

You groaned in desperation, calling out his name as if life were your own, which caused you to squeeze his cock even harder.

"My name sounds so good when it comes from your lips,” Tony intensified the speed of friction, crashing into your hips with more force. “Shit, you’re so adorable that I think I could even forgive you.”

The warmth of your interior continued to be latent until you felt it overflow inside you, filling you with all its pleasure and desire. Your breaths were completely out of sync at a frantic pace. Tony held you by the waist, avoiding putting his fingers on the bruises.

“Please remind me again why we are having sex,” you said leaning your forehead against the wall and trying to return to your normal breathing.

“Do you really need me to explain?" Tony whispered, kissing your naked back as he pulled his cock out from inside you, causing a soft moan in your throat. "There’s that damn melody again…”

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liquidstar · 3 years

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something the latest chapter of kaguya-sama made me realize is just how much better all of the characters are doing in their lives now because of their friendships with each other, and i just think thats so sweet.

kaguya herself used to be absolutely miserable and never smile, but then chika made her be her friend and miyuki made her join the student council and over time she became so much more open and happy, you really see just how important all her friends are to her when she’s afraid that she might lose all the pictures of them she’s taken, they absolutely melted this former ice queen’s heart. through the series she gets more and more warm and acts more like a typical happy girl. the ending song for the second season also makes it really obvious that she sees her friends as her happy place, an escape from her terrible home life, she really does love them so much. in the latest chapter she makes it so clear that her friendship with chika is just as important to her as her relationship with miyuki, and that the only reason she didn’t tell her was that she was afraid chika would be mad that she has a new special person in her life, but because chika loves her friend so much she’s nothing but happy to see her finally have more special people in her life too.

and miyuki of course has gotten a lot better when it comes to accepting his flaws and not seeing himself as a failure, he only ever initially drops this facade around chika who becomes sort of like, a mom friend to him, and since a lot of his issues stem from his mom abandoning him its really important for him to see that not everyone will. and later on its much more directly addressed between him and kaguya he becomes much more able to be happy with who he is and not push himself so much or be afraid that people will leave him for not being perfect. not to mention his friendship with ishigami who he actually confides a lot of his issues in, despite the fact that he gets his relationship advice from manga, but the scene of them laying down under the tree and just talking, while very funny, is still a really sweet moment. his relationship with kei is also very big, because thats his sister, but he also sort of fills the role their mother usually would have for her. and though she’s annoyed by it, its really important for her because its implied that when she was with her mom she wasnt exactly treated well, she ran away to be with her father and brother for a reason, and kaguya was the one that actually gave her the strength to do so so it all comes back full circle.

but chika has her own issues too, she seems like a very simple character, a typical genki girl. but she was a musical prodigy as a child, winning award after award. and yet she was so unhappy with that very ridged life, she had no freedom and all she did was practice. you can see it in her eyes in the flashbacks, despite the praise and trophies her eyes were were so dead and she was so different from the happy carefree chika we know. but then kaguya sort of became the straw that broke the camel’s back that forced her to quit, and it wasnt really out of kindness at first, but their friendship ultimately is what made her become the chika we know, the one who loves to laugh and play, its like she’s making up for lost time and finally getting to be a kid with all her friends. she is very much the gifted child who lost her childhood because of it, but she’s so much happier now. not to mention her friendship with the table-top board game club! its not given as much focus but you can really see her thrive in something she’s truly passionate in now, she loves making games and playing them with her friends!

ishigami’s whole thing can be pretty heavy, its played off as a joke at first but he legitimately is explicitly suicidal, but hes able to get better with the power of friendship. miyuki was very literally portrayed as a light coming into his life when he first enters his room to save him from his isolation. even before that though, miko also helped him, even if he didnt realize it, she was the one that advocated for him not to be held back a year which prompted the student council to look into his case and help him too. he has to get over a lot of his anxieties, at first he’s even afraid of kaguya, but he warms up to her over time too and they develop a pretty sweet relationship with her as his sort of tutor. and very critically, he joins the cheer squad. he actually put himself out there and made “normie” friends and it turns out it wasnt so scary after all. and his crush on tsubame is so important, because she rejects him, but they stay friends. he never once feels like she owes him anything or “friendzoned” him, even if it hurt to be rejected he wanted to be friends. she was really afraid of losing her friend that she loves so much, those feelings of platonic love arent in any way seen as lesser. and she helps him in the end by making sure the school knows that hes actually a nice guy and that means the world to him. theyre still friends and that relationship is important to both of them.

similarly though, ishigami also helped miko before they were even friends without her realizing it. he saw how much she was struggling with the constant bullying and decided to leave her a note to tell her that it gets better, and it was an incredibly important thing that stuck with her for a long time. their entire relationship is defined as “two people who secretly help each other” because theyre both hold such high personal morals that they dont expect good deeds to have to be pointed out or repaid. and then when she ran in the election, miyuki helped her get over her stage fright so people wouldn’t make fun of her anymore, and because he’s such a nice guy he even offered her a seat in the student council where she’d make a bunch of new friends, and despite going through sort of a rough patch she’s still ultimately far more confident than she’s ever been and she’s absolutely ready to become the president next year now, finally achieving her goal. and her relationship with miyuki becomes very sweet as they develop their relationship in the “senpai-kun and kohai-chan” chapters where they just bond as friends, often through her weird emo poetry but he supports her despite being terrified of it.

hayasaka is one of the most loaded characters in the series despite not being in the student council. the arc that focuses around her is even titled “ai hayasaka’s friends” because they’re what help her out of her situation. since she was a child she was used as a pawn by the shinomiya family, not unlike kaguya herself, and she considers kaguya to be like her precious little sister. but she’s also been manipulated into betraying kaguya by becoming a spy for her abusive family. and the amount of guilt she feels over it is so painful to watch, but she’s too afraid to do anything about it. when kaguya finally finds out, she’s not instantly forgiven, but for the first time in kaguya’s life she wants to forgive someone who betrayed her, and they talk it out, and they can finally become proper friends just like they always both dreamed of. her friendship with miyuki is interesting too, because they have a clash of ideals about not letting your “true self” be seen by people, because they wont love you anymore, and despite miyuki arguing against it, it very much is an idelogy he shared at the time. but when she finally does show her true self she’s loved, and in the valentines chapter she confesses to him, not out of love, but out of friendship. she asks him to be her friend, and her circle of friends just grows from there with all her facaudes dropped.

all of their arcs just play into the greater overall theme of the series, which just comes down to honesty and vulnerability with the people youre close to, the series may be a romance but it places such important emphasis on all its characters relationships and how they can make each other better, its so nice. theyre just friends and they care each other.

#kaguya-sama #this is half analysis half just me talking abt how lovable the characters are. theyre so nice. theyre friends #i love the trope of friends helping each other i really do. its very much found family in its own right #long post #text heavy

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cibeewastaken · 4 years

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TOP 5 OF 2020

Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 (ish) favourite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2020. Tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!

thank you @dragontamerdame @caroll-in @sitp-recs @lazywonderlvnd @bluebutter-art @ohdrarry for tagging me omg....it makes me so warm!!

despite everything, 2020 is still the year when i truly got into drarry. it’s both melancholy and happy to see the differences on my tumblr dash from the end of 2019 and the end of 2020. melancholy bc a few familiar faces back then had left, happy because i have gotten to know so many incredible people, enough to get a tag!! I didn’t write as much as i would have liked in 2020, but still i wrote a lot of things i do genuinely love, which is something i didnt have in my previous fandoms.

So, here is my top five in 2020:

Telling the Bees

this is the time i’ve written anything long and plotty. and one of the fics that gave me nothing but enjoyment during writing. i regret not working on it more because there was a lot I would like to add. But mostly I want to see Harry helping Draco through the grief of losing everything after trying so hard to be good.

Prompts: I love you

the first prompt list i reblogged and was very prepared for people to not send me any lol. these are messy and unbeta’d but they are very raw in my opinion. I did not spend too much time agonizing over them. And there are some odd turn of phrases bc i was trying to experiment. Some of my favorite lines i written are from this series, such as “My poor love, born only after I saw you dead by Voldemort’s feet.” “Tomorrow after we say goodbye, just for a little while, would you miss me like I would miss you?” “I had allowed myself to finally fall in love, and after I did I wondered, oh god, god, why aren’t more people doing this?” “spent the rest of the night singing to a pub full of people who wanted to hear about love so they requested songs about love and loved how he sang about love thinking … thinking the singer must be in love, too.”

they were all very cheesy maybe but i think if i still like them this much after a year than it’s ok

Title of Their Sex Tape

omg first time trying to write something thats funny...it was so scary bc i didnt want to be obvious that i was trying hard to make people laugh but then didn’t. Also first time in an anon fest, was really nervous about messing it up. I remember being so scared about asking for a beta, but i couldn’t just yolo it bc beta was in the fest rules!! I sat in front of my computer petrified at sending the message on discord, was REALLY certain no one would take up my beta request and then i would have to drop out of the fest + the face of the earth. Thankfully @pineau-noir came to the rescue and I was so so so grateful it was someone so kind and patient and funny who eased my nerves so much. Plus, she was also a B99 fan, what are the chances?!

To know the pain of too much tenderness

some of my fav fics came from mrpeg fest (*whisper* Expectant by @l0vegl0wsinthedark) so i really wanted to join. But also there were already so many wonderful mpreg/parents drarry, i was like, why bother?

but i wanted to explore biological bonds and how i fucking do not think it means anything. Like ofc it does, but growing up in east asia, the idea of bloodline is so fucking gross sometimes i have come to despise it. So i wanted to write about Draco getting pregnant with someone who doesn't want the baby, and Harry who loves Draco and and the baby. How Draco and Harry would be Scorpius’ fathers because love is what makes a family. And I wanted to write about Harry’s struggle as he see this baby being abandoned by one of his parent, being reminded of how the Dursleys never wanted him. idk i love it a lot.

The Courting by the Pureblood Who Only Has Five Milligrams of Romantic Intelligence and Thinks He’s Real Smooth

because first, it has a really long name, second, it was written for @serpent-under-the-flower and this is the first time i wrote something as a gift to someone in mind. I really want to show my appreciation of all the support. And I really wanted to have Draco pursue Harry, who feels like he would never be loved the way he wants. I just really like to make characters who feels unwanted know that that is not the truth. It’s like my universal flavor.

i want to thank everyone for the support and encouragement this year, it really made me more motivated to write and try things. I know it’s almost 2021 everywhere but still i like to tag @nadiasna7 @fictional @laurisophi @alxmeg @samyistrying @tsauergrass @pauleonotis @veelawings @pineau-noir @fantalf

#top 5 of 2020 #drarry #tagged

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wubblebubbleballxtream · 3 years

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If the prompt thing is still open, may I request "Do you still need me?" with anyone from the famous films' fnaf series (this can extend to Davis' and Dylan's series if you want, since they're part of the same universe)

oo Thefamousfilms! I havnt watched much of it anymore but I think i can work something out?

Fair warning: This is based off of old knowledge from a few months ago as thats the lastest ive seen of the series. And that some of that way be wrong so i may write someones character a bit off so if things are off lets just say its for the sake of the story.. Here we go!

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The Phone rang as Dylan nervously picked up the phone. He knew what this call was about. Candy's wasn't making much these last few months and he knew something was going to happen.

"Hello?" He asked knowingly into the phone. The animatronics looked at him worryingly, knowing that this might be the few last time they see each other.

"Hello Dylan" Davis's rough voice spoke from the phone. "I'm sure your aware of the state of the sales your restaurant is getting"

"Yeah.." Dylan thought this was finally it. He's about to fire him. He closed his eyes and waited for those words.

"Were planning to relocate Candy's near the city more, hoping to get a little more business their. Obviously the restaurant will be bigger and-" Davis was talking on and on as Dylan was trying to process what he was hearing

Are they going to get new management? New place means new management. Right?

"This will all happen in about a month or two, so gather all of your belongings to take to the new restaurant-" Davis was cut off by Dylan's

"Do you still need me?" Dylan managed to say without sounding like he was on the brink of tears.

Silence was on the end. Davis had thought it was obvious "No, why would you think that?"

"Well I just thought because the Candy's isn't getting money that-" Dylan's breaking voice was cut off by Davis oddly reassuring one.

"No, your doing a good job, its just that schools about to end so teachers are rushing to get tests out." Davis reassured Dylan

"Oh, right, right I knew that.." He wiped away the threatening tears that were beading his eyes.

"Like i was saying, pack up everything that you need, the trucks will come in about a month to pick everything up" Dylan now had a small smile on his face.

After a bit more talking, He hung up and gave the animatronics a smile that said everything's going to be ok.

#Writing prompt #TheInvisibleDavis #The Invisible Davis #pretty depressed productions #thefamousfilms #the famous films

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person-line · 4 years

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It’s whatever

epilogue

pairing: eren x reader

unrequited feelings, best friend! reader

#3 | #1

Months later

“Hello?”

“hmm y/n? Wait what time is it-“ you heard ruffling of his sheets from the other side of the phone.

“it’s 5 am is everything okay? Are you home do you want me to pick you up?”

“No just wanna meet you if thats okay, if you’re tired you can go back to sleep, just miss you”

“You live down the street why didn’t you just come over I gave you my spare keys anyways”

“About that, i’m at the hill we used to go to in middle school. Kinda needed space from work but now I just miss you”

Hearing him laugh at the other side of the line, you can’t help but to smile at the thought of him “Ah you’re so needy we just met earlier today”

“Ok and? You wanna meet me or not Jaeger”

“Fine, omw only cause you already woke me up”

“Ok see you” You ended the call and chuck your phone aside laying on the grass feeling the breeze of the cooling air in the night. You felt yourself drifting to sleep after staying up the whole night.

“Hey sleepyhead” Your eyes shot open at the sudden sound pushing his face aside as he was layint down resting his head on his palm. He rolls aside being dramatic and you start chuckling a the sight.

“Hey” you shifted closer to him and hugged him around the waist as he holds you. Both of you stayed like that for a while before you finally moved and sat beside him, facing the moon. He faced the other side while his fingers intertwined with yours. You rested your head on his shoulder and the both of you stayed silent until you spoke up.

“I’ve been thinking”

“You have? suprising.”

“Shut up let me talk stupid”

“You know it’s been months till you met me again at the bar”

“Uhuh” He stares at you, not knowing what exactly you’re getting at.

“I don’t know you tell me, you proposed the idea we tried something right. i’ll be honest, i really like this whole, i don’t know going on dates with you thing. if that’s what you call it, if this keeps up i’m gonna be so down bad for you jaeger (as if you weren’t already)”

“i’m starting to think you like my surname alot, you plan on taking it or something? sorry I have a girlfriend and i’d really want her to have it some day.”

“What?”

“I mean i haven’t really asked her out but I really do like her, the way she takes every opportunity to bully me yet really clingy. The way she never gave up on me after years. I could go on but i’d really want to ask this girl out” You cant help but to roll your eyes, this flirt.

“Then do it.” You turned to look back at him. He was already staring at your figure this whole time.

“Y/n ah I love you, please be mine”

Without responding you grabbed his face and kissed him. Shocked at first, Eren then closed his eyes and locked lips with you. It was soft and sweet. If you could savour this moment forever, you would. The sun begins to rise as you pulled away. You see Eren frown at the action and push your head back into the kiss, grabing your hair.

“I love you too, Eren Jaeger”

Author’s note:

Thank you so much for enjoying this series. I had a lot of fun writting my first fanfic. I’ll be taking prompts and maybe start another series soon. I love all of you so much ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

masterlist.

#eren jaeger x reader #eren #eren aot #eren imagines #eren jäger #eren headcanons #eren jaeger #eren x reader #aot imagines #aot headcanons #aot #attack on titan

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sweater-daddiesdumbdork · 4 years

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Life After Snowpiercer: Curtis Everett Series, One Shots and Drabbles

Moodboard made by the AWESOME @imanuglywombat. Thank you so much for this!

A/N- This was my first series and its full of mistakes. Many mistakes. Including descriptions of the reader being white. I need to go through and edit this. And I will be doing that when I have time, its a big project and will need some dedicated time to go through with that. Thank you to those that choose to read it, I do appreciate it.

Almost Time- (1) 3k Curtis Everett x Y/N. Days before Revolt, Smut, NSFW.

Breakdown- (2) 5k Curtis Everett x Y/N. Final Day before Revolt, Smut NSFW

Survival- (3) 3.7k Curtis Everett x Y/N. You and Curtis disagree, He leads the mob, you must survive. Dark Subject matter, listed in warning on story.

Still Alive- (4) 3k approx. Curtis Everett (hints of You) Curtis makes his way to the end, and there's a surprise waiting for him. Violence. Note- If you want to know the story Curtis told Nam, Read Past Horrors found below.

End of the Line- (5) 5.8k approx. Curtis Everett x Y/N. Curtis finds out Matt is still alive, had to make a decision to Wilford's proposal. You are dealing with your attackers. Warnings- Non con implied, mild.

Whos Left?- (6) 5.3k approx. Curtis Everett x Y/N. Curtis with Yona and Timmy make their way towards the tail end, finding an unexpected survivor. You are stuck in a situation not easily able to escape. Violence.

One Problem At A Time- (7) 5.3k approx. Curtis Everett x Y/N. You and Curtis reunite and work on bringing the people in the valley back up to the others. Tension between you and Curtis. Violence.

Tell Me Please?- (8) 4.9k. Curtis Everett x Y/N. Still tension between you two, Curtis insists on finding out what happened. Finally back to the front with a confrontation coming. Trauma. Violence

Finally Free- (9) 6.2k. Curtis Everett x Y/N. Matt is finally contained and you have a moment. Curtis starts stepping into a leadership role with the help of Edgar.

First Order of Business- (10) 6.6k Curtis Everett x Y/N. Dealing with the captured Front Enders and you take up working with the Doctor, discussing your predicament.

Adjusting to The Everyday Life- (11) 5.4k Curtis Everett x Y/N. The new way of life is becoming routine, and your starting to adjust. Curtis does his best to help you along. Warnings- swearing, hints of smut, talk of pregnancy.

To Good To Be True- (12) 6.2k Curtis Everett x Y/N. You are ready to be intimate with Curtis again after the assault. Edgar is told something from the past that shocks him, makes his world come crashing down. Warnings- Sex, mentions of assault, talks of cannibalistic survival, violence. NSFW.

Dragging Up The Past- (13) Curtis x You. Matt’s escaped and Curtis goes with a team to search for them. You figure you could talk to Edgar, maybe make him understand the circumstances of the past. Warnings- mentions of cannibalism, Smut, violence, swearing, all that good stuff.

Just Get Back Home- (14) 5.9k Curtis x You. Cutis and the group go to retrieve Matt and his group, with a warning from Yona to be extra cautious. Warning- Violence.

The World Is Changing- (15) 6.5k Curtis Everett x You. This is it, the end of Wilfords reign on the Survivors lives, and time to embrace the future, whatever it may hold for the group. The Final Chapter. Warnings- Violence, mentions of rape, executions, smut, swears.

Life on the Snowpiercer- (drabbles/one-shots)

Past Horrors- 1.4k Approx. Curtis Everett x Y/N. Curtis recalling past deeds. Warning, very dark subject for survival.

Taken (Early Years)- 3.7k Approx. Curtis Everett x Y/N. Loss of will to live after tragedy strikes, Curtis insists on keeping you alive. Angst

Stay Safe (Early Years)- 3.7k approx. Curtis Everett x Y/N. Curtis is prepping for riots with McGregor, and is told what his role is. It makes him think about his feelings for you.

Act of Rebellion (Early Years)- 7.7k approx. Curtis Everett x Y/N. McGregor Riots end with heavy casualties, and new alliances form. Warnings- Violence, Mass Death, Smut, Loss of Virginity, Female receiving Oral. Just some smut involved. Death and Smut. There ya go.

Curtis Everett, A Damn Tease- 5.6k Approx. Curtis Everett x Y/N. Oh just smut. The whole thing. Little bit of convo plot. But thats not what we’re really here for.

The Internet is for What?- Short Read Curtis Everett x Reader, Group Setting. Discussing what the internet was for.

Surprise- short. Curtis Everett x Y/N. You wanted to give Curtis a gift, but what? Sweet, fluffy, just warm feeling.

Its A Party- 2.8k. Curtis Everett x Y/N. Everyones bored, how to entertain? Fun, NSFW

Morning Conversations- Short Read. Curtis Everett x Y/N. You and Curtis enjoy an early morning wake up. Smut. NSFW

Tension- 4.6k. Curtis Everett x Y/N. Curtis breaks up a dispute and it affects him. NSFW. Alternate Ending available in story.

Games- Curtis Everett x Y/N. 449 words of the floofiest floof ever. Curtis and You play with the kids.

Dont Know Why- Curtis Everett x Y/N 1k Curtis just needs a moment to spend with you.

Interrupted- 6.5k Curtis Everett x Y/N, Illness has been sweeping through the train, but it seems to be gone. Finally, you and Curtis have time together, maybe. Smut

Nightmare- 2.4k Curtis Everett x Y/N. Warnings- Non Con references. Dealing with the aftermath of Y/N trauma in Survival. Curtis mentioned in flashbacks only.

In the Dark- Short drabble. You recognize Curtis anywhere when he comes for you

Curtis Request- short drabble, you have been teasing Curtis all day, and now he pays you back for it. Smut.

Not Leaving- Short drabble. Still plagued by nightmares of the assault, Curtis is right by your side, refusing to let you face them alone. Set Between chapters 10 and 11.

Just This Forever Moment- 3k Curtis Everett X You. Early morning moments are to be appreciated and Curtis does just that when he wakes up to find you still asleep. NSFW. Smut. Oral. Sexual.

To The Sound Of... Ooh Laa- 3.8k Curtis Everett x You. You find a surprise in one of the cars but is having difficult getting it to unlock. Yona insists you take it to Curtis, that he will be able to unlock its secrets.

Curtis Loves Blankets- cute short piece about Curtis accidentally stealing the blankets from you.

Curtis Sensory Prompt- Curtis and You are having a snowball fight with the kids

Deleted Scene-

What You Deserve- THIS IS NOT A PART OF ABOVE STORY, I CUT IT. 5.7k Curtis Evertt and Y/N. Early Years. You sit with a dying member of the train and listen to her talk about her late husband, and the idea of Soulmates crosses your mind. Do they exist?

Curtis thoughts- just my thoughts and possible use for fics later

#amber writes #sweater writes #ambers fics #snowpiercer #curtis everett x y/n #curtis everett #curtis smut #curtis #snowpiercer Curtis #curtis violence #curtis everett fluff #curtis fluff

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Fools Rush In

Part Seven

I’m participating in Wacky Drabbles prompt #57: There is no happy ending to this.

Book: The Royal Romance

Pairing: Liam x Riley

Series Premise: With two weeks until Liam is to marry Madeleine, the guys throw him a bachelor party in Vegas. After a drunk night, he finds himself with way more than he bargained.

**MC did not exist in Liam’s social season. OC lives in Las Vegas.

Word Count: 1926

TW: Drug usage, std mention, who’s the daddy, and I think thats it.

A/N: Thanks to my lovely prereaders for calming my fears and assuring me this wasn’t terrible. Also, thanks to @dcbbw for an idea she had that I was finally able to put in this.

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Their lips locked together with a pang of intense hunger and passion on a level neither had experienced before.

Liam's fingers tangled through her long dark hair that felt like ribbons of silk twisted around each one while his other palm caressed her sleek jawline.

It wasn't their first kiss or the first taste of the other. Nor was it their first touch or fiery embrace.

But it was the first one they remembered.

And every second her sweet, succulent lips were on his was like a spark igniting over and over again, shooting tingles of heat that rippled from his blazing tongue, down the ridges of his spine, and into the furthest reaches of his curled toes.

It didn't make sense to Liam—that feeling. That craving. That overwhelming desire to please and shower her with a tenderness that would clear away all the hurts and heartache. To erase that sadness he had just witnessed in her eyes.

He didn't know her, but he didn't have to. It just felt right.

Something about this woman pressing her slender body against his, melting into Liam's every hold on her while the essence of her freshly washed hair lingered in the air like a crisp spring rain, made him want to protect and care for her.

The moment she uttered her first words to him the previous day in a crowded nightclub, he sensed it. A connection that had since grown stronger. He tried to brush away that fact because Riley was a stranger he met and married during a drunken night in Las Vegas, knowing the easy thing to do was end it and marry Madeleine.

Liam didn't want to do the easy thing, though, not when he finally felt this whole. She was like the missing piece of him he never thought he'd find. It was utterly ridiculous to feel that way already. But in his arms, engaged in a passionate kiss with him, was ... his wife. Suddenly he was proud of that.

Riley's hands moved from their grip at his sides, slid up to his broad chest, gently pushed away, and broke the seal they had on each other.

Through labored breaths, his heart still pounding, he willed himself to speak "Riley. That ... was ... incredible."

Liam drew her close again, his fingertips lightly brushing across her forehead, sweeping stray hairs to the side while he searched longingly into her wanting eyes.

Riley swallowed, wanting more than anything for him to lean down again and place his tender lips against her sentient skin. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing him into her closer. She shuddered as his heated breath bounced off the skin that covered her collar bone, and his hand slipped under the hem of her shirt.

It felt so damn good to have a man desire and want her after so long. But it was so much more than that; it was just Liam.

It was Liam. Which is also why she had to stop.

Riley pulled away again, leaving him to stare at her perplexed.

"What's wrong?" He asked breathlessly.

Her fingers lightly crimped and rolled the bare skin below her neck while she searched for words. What was wrong? She was incredibly attracted to Liam. He had been amazing to her since they met. And oh my God did she want him. But she couldn't shake her thoughts of those 'what if's' and self-doubts. She would never be good enough for him. In her mind, Liam deserved the best, and that wasn't her.

Riley stammered, "I ... um, need to pack." She looked around the living room, still flustered and reeling from their moment together. Tripping into tables and chairs, she let out a random nervous laugh that made Liam's eyes widen, still unsure what the hell was going on as she pranced around grabbing remotes, a vase, and drink coasters.

Liam raised his brows in bewilderment. "Riley? Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes! I'm great. Never been better." Stopping to pick up a lamp, Riley saw the look on his face, staring at the items that had piled up in her arms. She glanced down and chuckled heartily again, clearly high-strung. "What the hell am I doing? I don't need this stuff in Cordonia? Do I need this stuff in Cordonia? You probably have a ton of lamps and coasters already. Am I talking too much? I'm talking too much, aren't I? What am I even saying right now? I'm just going to leave this stuff right here, because ... you don't need them." She paused with a timid grin, then dropped the items onto the sofa with a clang, turned and shuffled out of the room.

Liam scratched the back of his head and uttered to himself, "What in the blue Bianca F. Walker was that?"

There was more to that outburst than just needing to pack, and he knew it. Riley told him she couldn't make him happy just before that kiss they shared and was seemingly projecting her feelings away from him. It was clear from that kiss that she felt the same way about him as he did her, but was letting fear grapple her heart and mind.

If she was going to Cordonia to save him, Liam decided he'd slay those barriers she built up and save her too.

But why?

Placing the stuff Riley dropped on the couch onto an end table, Liam flopped down onto the sofa. The lustrous rays of a setting sun coming through the window behind him projected a warmth on his back that matched his heart. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees and clasped his hands together.

Riley wasn't perfect and didn't pretend to be, which was refreshing compared to the women he was used to. She knew nothing about Cordonia, how to be a Queen, maybe a bit of a hot mess, and knew very little about him. How could this ever work out?

Liam sat up and propped his head on the back of the sofa, replaying those facts over and over in his mind. So many things could go wrong, he thought as he let out a heavy breath. "But, she's the one."

A half-hour later, Riley fumbled out of her room, rolling a suitcase in both hands, and a carry on bag hung crossways over her shoulder. Liam took both suitcases and assured her he would take care of anything she forgot or needed.

After loading everything in the trunk of the limo, Liam whistled for Leo, who was lying on his back in the neighbor's yard and passing a doobie to an 80-year-old man named Burt he hustled pot for.

He popped up to see his ride leaving then quickly rose to his feet. "That's my bro; I gots ta go." Leo looked down at the man with the long white beard and asked, "Anymore words of advice, Dumbledore?"

The old man stroked his beard then took a hit off his joint, blowing plumes of smoke that faded with the wind. "Never put your hand where you wouldn't put your willy, son."

Leo pondered on those words, then nodded and patted his chest with his fist. "Word."

"Take it easy, Weasley!" The man waved as Leo headed for the limo.

With everyone ready to head to the airport, the chauffeur closed the door behind Liam.

Liam had a million things he desperately wanted to discuss with Riley, mainly what he knew they both were feeling, but they were at zero hour. He had to prepare his new bride for what laid ahead and her new role as one half of a ruling monarch. Even if only a temporary one.

Reaching over his shoulder, Liam grabbed the seat belt and snapped it in place. He glanced over at Riley, who was sitting next to him, searching through her purse for Visine to clear Leo's bloodshot eyes. They were starting to scare her.

She must have felt his eyes on her because she looked back at him in time to see the beaming smile leveled at her.

"You ready, my Queen?"

Riley drew in a deep breath with a shrug; there was a hint of uncertainty, but hope was written in her eyes. "I think so ... my King."

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Drake stared at the picture of three identical little boys who looked like they were ready to raise hell. The photo shook in his hand as the rage in his veins continued to build-up. "That fucker is dead when I see him. So help me, I'm gonna beat the living shit out of Leo."

Drake's phone buzzed in his pocket, and he took it out to read a message from Liam saying they were headed for the airport.

As he relayed the message to Maxwell, they were interrupted by a knock at the door.

Maxwell jumped up to answer it and looked through the peephole. With eyes widened, he turned and gestured with his thumb at the door and exclaimed through a loud whisper, "It's Pinquee Kittee!"

Drake stiffened then shook his head. "What the hell could she want? If she came back for more, she's shit out of luck. My hardware is fried because of that woman." He tossed his phone on the counter next to his wallet and grabbed the pharmacy bags. "I'm gonna go apply my ointment before we go. Get rid of her, Beaumont."

Maxwell nodded then waited for Drake to clear the room before he answered the door. "Miss Kittee!" he greeted with exuberance before shouting over his shoulder, conspicuously, "If you're looking for Drake, he's not here."

The gray-haired woman whose wrinkly face and sagging jawline creased even more when she scowled. Pinquee Kittee removed the cigarette dangling from her mouth and spoke with a husky voice, "I just came for my casserole dish and ..." She reached inside her tube top and held out a credit card. "To give this back to my client. I swiped it during ... the cunnilingus."

Maxwell’s hands shot to his face as he hurled a little in his throat. Taking a moment to collect himself, he grabbed the card from her hand and inspected it. "Hey, this is Liam's card."

She waved her cigarette wielding hand in front of her. "Not my beef. Now, where's my dish? It's CorningWare. Shit's pricey."

Maxwell turned and walked into the kitchen to get her dish out of the dishwasher, with her following behind.

Satisfied with her item retrieval and a whirlwind of white smoke trailing behind her as she left, Drake crept out of the bathroom a minute later and looked at Maxwell. "She gone?"

Maxwell nodded. "Yeah, she picked up her casserole dish and brought back Liam's credit card."

Puzzled, Drake cocked his head and asked, "Liam's credit card? How'd did she get that? It's in my wal ..." His eyes roamed over the kitchen bar counter frantically. "Where's my wallet? And my damn cell phone?"

They both glanced at the door at the same time, knowing she was most likely long gone by now.

Drake dropped his face into his hands. "This was supposed to be a fun trip, Max."

Maxwell frowned and clapped a hand on his friend's shoulder. "Between the sexually transmitted diseases, a summons for child support on kids Leo most likely fathered, and now your wallet and cell phone have been stolen by your hooker, there is no happy ending to this trip for you, Drake." He pulled the handle of his luggage up. "Come on, buddy. Shuttle's waiting. Let's get you home and rest."

#Fools Rush In #liam x riley #liam x mc #king liam #king Liam x mc #liam x oc #choices liam x mc #the royal romance #choices the royal romance #trr #trr fanfic #the royal romance choices #the royal romance fanfic #bbrandy2002

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prettywordsyouleft · 4 years

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Labelling Love | Part 3 (Collab)

Summary: Meeting you changed the way Eunwoo viewed romance and love entirely.

Pairing: Cha Eunwoo x female reader

Genre: university au / romance / fluff

Warnings: none

A/N: Welcome to the second series in the monthly Love In Fours Ways collab with @jackiejacks923 @noona-clock & @this-song-thats-only-for-you . In the final week of each month during this collab, we’ll be each sharing a mini-series using 4 of the pictures/concepts illustrated in the book that inspired our series that I’ve credited below.

Credit to: Puuung - Love Is In The Small Things // #76 , #60 , #4 , #33

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 // Collab Masterlist

Part 3 - Stopping In An Alley To Tell Her You Love Her

It felt like a distant memory now that months had travelled between you. The first semester came and went, and you both rejoiced passing your exam period with relatively decent scores. Especially considering the hairy beginning to the paper Eunwoo took with you.

“I’m impressed you stared more at your exam paper than at me,” you teased when you finished checking your scores online in your dorm room.

Rolling his eyes, Eunwoo playfully tapped you on the nose. “Some things are more important to focus on.”

“Like your girlfriend?” you prompted and Eunwoo couldn’t stop his lips from spreading into a smile.

“I finished seventeen minutes before you.”

“You watched me all that time?!” you guessed and Eunwoo shrugged before pulling you up from your seat. “What are we doing?”

“We have two whole weeks before our next semester starts. What do you think we’re doing?”

“I swear if you say going to the library or-”

Eunwoo cut you off with a chaste kiss before sending you a dazzling smile. “Pack your bags.”

“What? Why?”

“I’m going home for the holidays. Don’t you want to come with me?”

“And meet your parents?!” you squeaked out, heading over to your wardrobe anyway. Eunwoo slumped down onto your bed and watched as you turned frazzled. You shot him a helpless expression. “I don’t know if I can come.”

“Why not? Who am I meant to stare at whilst I’m away then?”

“Don’t!” you whined outlandishly and stomped your foot. “This is serious! You can’t just spring it on me that we’re going to meet your parents, Eunwoo!”

“Why not? You didn’t tell me I was meeting your mother until you introduced her as that when I joined you for brunch last month.”

“That wasn’t exactly planned, you know.”

“Nor is this. I just don’t want to say goodbye to you now so come with me instead,” he pleaded and you sighed heavily, sweeping your hair up into a messy ponytail before stepping over to him and leaned in for another kiss. Eunwoo gave you three extras for encouragement and you finally nodded.

“Okay, let’s do this.”

He grinned, getting up to help you with the packing. Admittedly he was meant to be going home by himself. However, the idea of leaving you made his chest ache more than logic could reason. Over the months, Eunwoo found himself giving in to the irrational side more often. It was tiring to try and understand how you made him feel as your relationship progressed. In some ways, he knew he was falling in love. But Eunwoo couldn’t figure where the falling had started.

He sometimes mused over the novel idea that it had happened when he first met you.

Still, it was easier not to question himself anymore and just enjoy experiencing each moment.

Which was what he had done for the entire trip home.

Of course, his parents had gushed over your impromptu appearance. Although they knew he had been dating someone this semester, Eunwoo hadn’t gone into great depths over the phone just how serious he felt about you. Again, because he didn’t know what to describe it as.

Now that you were in his childhood house and surrounded by his family, however, Eunwoo realised this was a first for him. He’d never brought someone special home for the holidays, or for any real occasion.

Something his mother hadn’t let him forget about ever since your arrival. “You know, Y/N, this is the best gift my son has ever given me. I’m so happy you’re here with us these holidays.”

“Oh, it’s my pleasure,” you mentioned with a glance in Eunwoo’s direction. “Thank you for welcoming me into your home at such short notice.”

“Nonsense! You are welcome here any time!”

“We’ll go get the ingredients from the store you asked me to get earlier,” he told his mother before dragging you to the front door.

“Why did you bring me with you?”

Eunwoo cleared his throat awkwardly. “I realised it might not be a good idea to leave you two alone together.”

“Why?”

“I found her searching for the photo albums,” he mentioned with a scowl as you both walked down the tiny street-way towards the main shopping area.

You giggled as you watched your footing on the light dusting of snow covering the footpath. You then shot him a wicked grin. “I’ll have to ask to see them before I leave!”

“I knew my honesty would be a curse some time in my life,” he grumbled as you giggled further.

Eunwoo stopped walking then, staring at your animated expression. Your breath was visible in the colder temperature, and your face barely peeked out between a scarf and beanie. Your cheeks were flushed from the sting of the wintry air and your amusement.

He couldn’t get enough of this look.

However, you grew intrigued, waving a hand in front of his face. “Earth to Eunwoo, what are you thinking about right now?”

“Do we need to get spring onions?” he asked jarringly, blinking out of his thoughts and walking off again.

“Are you okay?” you asked, catching up and slipping your gloved hand into his. “You’re being weird.”

“Shouldn’t you be used to that now? I’m constantly weird when it comes to you.”

“Romantic,” you reminded and nuzzled into his side further.

“We better get these groceries before another snow flurry hits,” he excused, hurrying down the path to the market.

His unease continued for the rest of the trip. Maybe it was the nostalgia of the area and having you fit so easily into the places he had frequented as a child. That was all he could think of as you managed to purchase all that his mother had written down on the list to fetch.

Actually, that was a lie.

A growing need to speak his mind was washing over him. It was bubbling right under the surface as you walked back to his family home with a bag of groceries in both hands each. Every small glance you gave him accompanied with a delighted smile brought the emotion further to the forefront until he was certain he would never be this sure about anything ever again.

“I love you,” he blurted out when you walked down the alleyway towards his street again, and you stumbled to a stop, losing some of your balance given the snow on the ground. Eunwoo lurched towards you to save you from falling, both of you ending up pressed against a brick wall.

Soul searching once he caught your stunned stare, Eunwoo smiled softly. “I love you, Y/N.”

“So suddenly?” you breathed, blinking slowly.

Eunwoo chuckled. “No, I think it’s been for some time.”

“Why would you throw this on me when my hands are full?” you wondered distractedly, glancing at the bags you held. Eunwoo reached out for them, taking them with his own.

And then he leaned in closer. “I love you.”

“Goodness I heard you the first time,” you mentioned, still struggling with coherency. “You need to give me a chance to restart my heart after such a confession!”

Instead, he leaned in and brushed his lips over yours, catching the tail end of your surprise over the confession. Your answer was delivered through the earnest kiss you gave him.

When he finally lifted his head away from yours to suck in a deep breath, you cupped his jaw in both of your hands and smiled tenderly. “I love you too.”

“Tell me again.”

“Why, because you told me multiple times too?” you wondered with a laugh. Shaking your head you pecked his lips first. “I love you, I love you, I love you!”

“Good.”

“Good?” you echoed and Eunwoo nodded.

“My mother was right. This year is the best present I’ve been able to give her. And to myself as well.”

“And you say you’re not romantic at all,” you mumbled before placing your hands upon his chest. “I agree though. I was worried about university back when the first school year began. Meeting you was the best thing that happened to me.”

“Not the A you got for your overall grade?” he offered and you slapped his padded jacket front bitterly.

“That was an A-minus.”

“What am I then?” he wondered and you sighed.

“My A-plus for this semester.”

“And for next semester?”

“I can’t grade you ahead of time,” you admittedly sincerely and Eunwoo leaned in to kiss you again.

“But I love you.”

“Maybe you’re going to get an A-plus next semester too,” you agreed with a laugh, gesturing for him to follow you back to his home.

Eunwoo was glad he could finally label something with certainty when it came to you now.

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26, 58 and 61 for ethan x mc please? like angst in the beginning but fluff in the end. thanks!! i love your fanfics btw i read it like 100 times and i can’t seem to get over it.

Aww thanks anon ☺️ and thank you for the ask ❤️❤️

You can find the prompt list here.

#26-“Are you angry…?”

#58-“Where have you been?!”

#61-“I’m sorry…I shouldn’t have done that, you can look after yourself…I shouldn’t have…I’m sorry.” this prompt is in the form of a text message

Author's note: okay anon I know you wanted a fluffy ending BUT, I decided to write it as a continuation to Hard for me i.e the prompt in which people demanded asked for a part 2

So forgive me for the ending

Word count: 1.2K

Warning: none, it's just angsty as hell

Cry for me

The next one week was painful.

Ethan's confession in the lift had left Leah in a flux of emotions. On one hand she was joyous that he returned her feelings and that he was all in.

But on the other hand she felt gut wrenching guilt which slowly started eating away at her sanity. She was in a relationship with Bryce. She had a freaking boyfriend but that still didn't stop her from pining for Ethan.

She was so lost in her thoughts half the times, zoning in and out of conversations. Bryce could see something bothering her so he slowly formulating a plan to cheer her up.

"Hey Princess?" Bryce asked as they drove to the hospital.

Leah snapped her head towards Bryce. "Yeah?"

“Are you angry…? Did I do something wrong?"

"Of course not, queen B!" I am angry with myself and the world.

"I just... Can't see you so down and lost. You know you can talk to me, right?"

I don't think I can talk about how I am completely and utterly in love with my boss and the fact that he returns the sentiments.

"Yap I know. It's just been a stressful week, y'know?"

"What if we have a movie night today? We can eat junk food and laugh on trashy movies?" Bryce spoke up as they got out of the car.

"That's exactly the thing I need. Thank you Bryce." Leah smiled at him and wrapped her arm around his waist, giving him a side hug.

Bryce gave her a breathtaking smile and wrapped his arms around her. "Anything for you Leah."

As they stood there, with their arms around each other in the parking lot, Leah failed to notice a pair of stormy blue eyes burning into her back.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------- After changing into her scrubs and grabbing a coffee from the coffee cart, Leah made her way towards Ethan's office. June and Baz were sitting and drinking coffee, pouring over the charts while Ethan wrote on the whiteboard.

"Good morning team." Leah greeted them with a smile.

"Good morning, Leah!"

"Good morning, Dr. Garcia."

"You are late. Where have you been?"

Leah's eyes snapped to the clock above the whiteboard.

8:00 am.

"I was getting the charts. And I am not late. We start the meeting at 8am." Leah said as she placed her laptop and coffee on the table.

"Dr. Garcia, this is not your 9 to 5 corporate job where you enter and leave at a given time. You are a doctor and time should cease to exist because our patient's life is in the palm of our hands. Every minute you spend wasting time, that much is cut from our patient's life. Have you forgotten your Hippocrates oath?"

Leah wanted to answer back, but she bit her tongue. NOT worth it Leah, calm down.

So clenching her jaw and swallowing down the humiliation, she responded in a curt voice. "Yes Doctor."

"Tardiness in not acceptable. Is that clear?"

Baz interrupted, trying to diffuse the situation. "Ethan she wasn't even that lat-"

Cutting Baz off, his icy eyes bored into her angry hazel ones. "Dr. Garcia, am I clear?"

"Crystal." Leah spoke up, glaring at Ethan.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------- And that's how the entire day continued. When working the case they were like a well oiled machine but outside in the hallways, they would glare at each other as if they wanted to kill each other.

The tension between Ethan was so thick that you could cut it with a knife. They butted heads throughout the duration of the shift that even the staff noticed.

Leah felt like a ticking time bomb, threatening to explode. Anger, frustration and pain is a very dangerous cocktail together, and now she had all of them whirling inside her like a tornado.

I'm gonna fucking confront him. That son of a bitch has it coming. Leah thought to herself, her teeth grinding.

So when she saw Ethan head towards the stairwell, she followed him.

"Dr. Ramsey, wait up."

"If it isn't patient related, don't bother me."

Leah rushed after him and grabbed him by his elbow with incredible strength, causing him to stop and turn towards her.

"What has gotten over you Ethan?"

"I don't know what you are talking about." He crossed his arms and stood there, towering over her.

"You are a smart guy. Acting dumb doesn't suit you. Now, let's try again, what has happened that has made you so pissed with me?"

"Rookie, I'm not mad at you."

"Yes you are!! You said Rookie in B flat and that only happens when I have royally pissed you off. And last time I checked I haven't done anything wrong-"

"What you did wrong, was crash into my life. What you did wrong, was try to cheer me up on a bad day. What you did wrong, was comfort me in my pain. What you did wrong was have faith in me when I was in doubt. What you did wrong, was make me fall for you."

Leah's jaw dropped. What sort of backhanded compliment was that? Clearing her throat and squashing the butterflies in her stomach, she spoke. "Ethan you can't say things like this to me."

"Why not? It's the truth. I like you way too much for my liking." He said in a low voice.

Leah threw her hands in the air. "Because, I am in a freaking relationship! You had your chance and you blew it. Don't Gove me mixed feelings now."

"I-"

"No now you will listen. You pushed me away. You said that you wanted space. You wanted my professional development. You wanted things to go back to normal. This is the new normal, okay? Accept it."

For a first time in a very long time, he looked helpless and guilty. "I was so wrong sunshine..."

Leah stuffed her hands in her coat and looked down at her lavender converse. She was at a complete loss of words. If things would have been easier she would have kissed him and hugged the sadness out of him.

But life is complicated. And everything has a price.

"So that's it huh? So..." Gulping Ethan continued, "You are over me?"

Silence.

Her brain was screaming at her to say yes and to move on from the angsty and painful chapter of her life. But she could not get herself to say it.

"If things were not as fucked up as they were... Do you think we would be a thing?"

Sighing she patted his arm. "I think you are smart enough to figure that out."

Leah side stepped him and climbed down the steps and opened the door of the stairwell to find Bryce standing there, a deer caught in the headlight expression on his face.

Leah greeted him, curiosity laced in her voice. "H..hey?"

Bryce immediately turned and started walking away fast.

"Bryce wait up."

This is some deja vu.

Bryce stopped and turned towards her, pain shining in his eyes. "Is it true?"

"What?"

"That you have feelings for Dr. Ramsey."

Shit shit shit. An alarm went on in her brain which caused her to freeze up.

"I-" Leah started but she was interrupted.

"I heard everything."

Leah took a deep breath. Cat’s out of the bag. No point denying it. "Please don't jump to conclusions. I-" her pager beeped, signalling that a VIP patient had arrived and she sighed.

"I need to go now. I will talk to you tonight. Please don't do anything rash. I beg you."

Without saying a word, Bryce shrugged and walked away.

Why is does it feel like the two important men of my life walked away from me in a span of 2 minutes?

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It was nine in the night and Leah was finally done with her rounds. Wearing her jeans and jumper, she tied her hair long black locks into a messy bun and stared at her reflection in the mirror.

Letting out a breath, she gave herself a pep talk. Okay Leah... You have to make a decision. You are not Hannah Montana. You can't have the best of both worl-

Her phone pinged, interrupting her. She picked it up to see that it was a text from Ethan.

Letting out a sigh, she picked up her messenger bag and walked out of the hospital, only one thing running in her head.

Who do I listen to? My head thats telling me that Ethan will hurt me again and that Bryce is better? Or my heart which tells me that Ethan is my one shot at true love?

It was painful to write this

Also the last part got 88 notes so lets get this to 90 notes so that I have motivation to write part 3 heheheheh

what do you think will happen in the next part?

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