#as you can see this is from october 25th . but i wanted to wait for brusk to finish her piece before posting it

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halloween thing i drew for an art trade with @cherry-207 ! she asked for edgar and scri dressed as angel and devil . you can see her part here !

edgar vargas belongs to jhonen vasquez

scriabin belongs to @zarla-s

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Gilded Constellations | wolfstar x reader

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Pairing: Wolfstar x Reader Word Count: 7.2 K Warnings: none Prompt: Things finally start to make sense, maybe you'll finally discover one of the mysteries that have been surrounding you This IS a wolfstar x reader fic, but it's incredibly slow burn. They won't start all dating each other until we're very deep into the story, but I promise the long wait will be worth it.

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Chapter 14: Maybe I’m Amazed

Monday October 25th, 1976

You and Remus had a presentation today, but he wasn’t anywhere to be found. You waited near the door of the classroom, with your notes in your hands, looking over them while tapping your feet on the ground, toying with your ring, and turning to look at the hall every couple of seconds, hoping to see him miraculously arrive. But he didn’t, in fact, it was the second time that day people you expected to see were nowhere to be found. 

You were also supposed to go flying with James and Sirius in the morning like you did every single day, but neither of the boys made it. You went up to knock on their room’s door, but nobody answered, and after waiting for a few minutes, you decided to go for the morning flight by yourself. 

Professor Flitwick saw you at the door, looking nervous and smiled at you empathetically from his desk. When your class was just about to start you sighed and walked closer to him. 

“Professor, I don’t understand what’s happening, I’m not sure if Remus will make it. He didn’t tell me anything, I haven’t seen him since yesterday and I–“ 

“It’s ok,” he said calmly “Mr. Lupin is sick, I was informed.” 

“Sick?” You asked with a frown. 

Flitwick nodded, “I believe he and some of his friends all ate something that upset their stomachs at Hogsmeade on Saturday, they’re at the nurses’ office.” 

You opened your eyes wide, that was your lie. But if the boys really were at the infirmary, then it meant something had happened to them on their stupid prank last night. 

You frowned, almost wanting to run off to see them, but resisted the urge to do so “What’s gonna happen to our presentation then? He’s worked so hard on it, I wouldn’t want him to lose his grade.” 

“You can present with him next class,” he told you comprehensively “It’s ok Miss (Y/LN), take your seat, don’t stress too much about it. I know you’ll give a brilliant presentation once your partner’s feeling better.” 

You nodded “Thank you, Professor,” you told him with a smile and went to take one of the seats. 

The class started, Lily and Marlene had worked on their project together and they went first, talking about the properties of wordless magic and then making a very small presentation, teaching some volunteers to make sparks with their wands without saying a word. Tom and Marlene were next, and they gave a talk about the dangers of dark magic and so on. A couple other students asked for volunteers, and while in normal situations you’d have been among the first to raise your hand, today was an exception, you were a little too busy, tapping your feet under the desk and looking at the clock every couple of minutes. 

At some point you decided you had to do something, so you took some parchment out and wrote a small note: 

Hey Puppy! You all right? I missed you and Prongs on our morning flight today… Remus missed our presentation too, tell him Flitwick said we could present next class. Are you all really at the infirmary? Because I know for a fact it wasn’t something you ate… Unless you actually ate something last night, I wouldn’t put that past you lot, but I’m sure that’s not it. I’ll keep an eye out for your answer plane. 

You read it over a couple of times and then started to bend it into a very small paper plane that you left over your desk. When class was over you used the same spell Remus had used at the beginning of the course so that your little plane landed close to Sirius. 

It wasn’t until you were in the middle of transfigurations that a different paper plane landed over your desk, you carefully unfolded it and started reading:

Hey beautiful! Thanks for that strong vote of confidence! We didn’t actually eat anything bad. Remus says he’s sorry for missing the class, and that he’ll do your homework for a week to make it up to you, I’m jealous! 

We really are at the infirmary though, last night’s prank went awry and we accidentally got attacked by Grindylows. We’re all right, Remus got the worst of it anyway… But we came to check on him first thing in the morning, that’s why we didn’t make it to the morning flight. Your rumour somehow got all the way to Poppy, and when we went to check on Remus she gave us some medicine and had us stay in the infirmary to check on us… so it’s basically your fault. 

Anyway, you should still come see your poor boyfriend in the infirmary, pamper him with kisses and offer him some tasty treats… at least.

ps. Since I haven’t retrieved the ones from last week, that would mean you owe me six so far…

You smiled when you finished reading, Sirius was a total flirt, and you loved that about him. When you read over it though, you frowned, that was the second time Remus got hurt after a prank, and if they were attacked by Grindylows, there was no way they were just fine, those little creatures could be absolute savages, you’d know, since one time a friend at your older school had fallen on the lake and been attacked by those nasty little water beings, she had to be taken to the hospital wing, and stayed there for a week. Of course, Remus was bigger, stronger, and a more advanced wizard, since that had happened to her in 3rd year, but regardless, Remus must be pretty battered up, again. 

Finally, you sighed and went back to trying to turn the quill you had in front of you into a bird. Not that you were doing too good at that either.  You let out an exasperated groan after your 3rd try of only getting a beak and little legs to appear on the quill. 

Professor McGonagall approached you  “Everything ok Miss (Y/LN)?”

You nodded, the air of exasperation remaining regardless, “I’m really struggling to get this right,” you told her “This is the first time I ever done transfiguration, and no magic had been this challenging for me before, it’s just…” 

McGonagall smiled understandingly “Would you mind if I got you a tutor? I know a couple students from your year that would be more than willing to help.” 

“I… uh… I’m not really that close to everyone in my year…” 

McGonagall raised an eyebrow, you were pretty much already a member of one of the Gryffindor friend groups, and the rumour that you and Sirius were dating was already spreading too “I was thinking Mr. Lupin could help, and from what I gather you’re already friends…”  

“Oh… Remus? Yeah, we’re close!” 

“Excellent, I’ll tell him once he’s back on his feet. Poor boy, he must be feeling pretty tattered up today.” 

You nodded “Yeah, he shouldn’t have eaten that.” 

“Eaten what?” She asked, confused. 

You arched your eyebrows “The thing at Hogsmeade that made them all end up in the infirmary…” 

“They all?” Minerva quipped “Who else is in the infirmary?” 

“Sirius, James and Peter.” 

“They are there?!” She asked, seemingly surprised. You frowned, how did McGonagall know Remus was in the hospital if she didn’t know the boys were there too?

“Isn’t that the reason Remus was in the infirmary?” You asked, rather confused. 

“The reason he–? Oh right, yeah right, must have slipped my mind.” She said and stepped away. 

You frowned, there were many things that did not make sense with Remus Lupin, you’d already accepted that, and moved on from it, since he was one of the best people you’d ever met, but this, this was just off. McGonagall was not the type of teacher to whom things just “slipped her mind”, and that was a fact. Unless she knew Remus had been in the infirmary for another reason, and if that reason was that he’d been attacked by Grindylows, then that would imply she knew about the boys’ prank and was covering for them, which made even less sense. 

And today was not the first time things were weird, it was like some teachers knew something that you didn’t. And it was all somehow related to Remus. And you really did not want to pry, but your mind, being naturally curious, could not stop thinking about it. And it all seemed so familiar; like you only needed to find the one little string that would solve the entire mystery, and it was just there for you to reach out and pull, but somehow, you were trying to find the tail end with your eyes closed. Maybe Remus really did blindfold you the first time you met, but instead of using the physical blindfold, he’d used an intricate web of half-facts and untold tales. Of course, he didn’t owe you any kind of explanation, and it was not like you were going to ask but a part of you really, really wanted to discover the mystery. 

You spend the entire class pondering all the little things that didn’t make sense about Remus Lupin, thinking of trillions of ways in which they could be connected to each other, but nothing seemed to make sense. No matter how much you racked your brain, you could not find the string to tie it all out. You were so focused in uncovering the mystery that you didn’t even realise when the class was over. 

“Hey (Y/N)! You ok?” Tom said as he shook your shoulder, snapping you out of your thoughts. 

You nodded “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine.” You said, but your head was pounding from so much thinking, and to be honest, you did not want to deal with divination class, so you corrected yourself “Actually, would you mind telling Spellman I’m feeling a little dizzy, and that I’m going to the infirmary?” 

Tom gave you a look and nodded, the two of you stood together and started walking towards the door “And where are you actually going to?” He asked, curiosity getting the best of him. 

“Hm? Oh, to the infirmary actually, I’ll just pass by the kitchens first.” 

“The kitchens?” He asked confused as you both continued walking towards the stairs. 

“I’m taking some food for the boys,” you explained, Tom nodded, but still looked confused “They got caught up in the excuse from yesterday and Poppy got them to stay in the infirmary to check on them.” 

“So you’re just feeling bad as an excuse to go see your sweet boyfriend,” he teased. 

You nodded “Yeah, and my friend who got attacked by Grindyllows.” 

Tom frowned “Grindylows? At this time of the year?” 

“Yeah, why?” 

“It’s weird, when the lake starts to cool down they disappear.” 

You frowned at that, yet another puzzle piece to solve, but by then Tom was already walking towards a different set of stairs “See you around, hope you feel better, I’ll tell Spellman where you went,” he said loudly. Tom really was the worst liar you’d ever met. 

“Thanks Tom,” you managed to say before scurrying through one of the hall entrances, so people wouldn’t notice the weird exchange you’d had. 

Once you got to the kitchens you knocked on the frame and asked the elves if you could have some food, they nodded and started preparing you some snacks to go, you asked around, hoping to find Nimbbletwist, but the elves told you that she’d been commission to something by Dumbledore that particular day. When they were done you thanked them profusely and waved goodbye. You grabbed the package of food and after placing the entire thing inside your backpack you started walking towards the infirmary. 

Once you were next to the huge, half-opened doors, you slowly slipped inside, hoping not to cause too much of a stir inside, but the place was pretty much empty, other than the hushed whispers you heard at the end of the room. A curtain was covering the boys from your sight, and muffling their voices. 

“We need to find a better way to deal with your furry little problem,” You heard Peter say “Moony’s been going pretty wild the past few times.” 

“Ehm…” You cleared your throat, whatever the boys were talking about, the fact that they were whispering about in an empty room, meant that the conversation was secret enough for them, and you were not planning to eavesdrop on some of the nicest people you’d met. “Morning boys,” you said with an awkward wave. 

Sirius smiled the second he spotted you, Peter looked like he’d seen a ghost, and Remus looked too tired to care much about you having shown up almost out of nowhere. But James was the first one to speak “Hey (Y/N)! Sorry we missed the morning flight.” 

You nodded “Sirius told me all about your mishaps,” you said as you walked closer to them, you looked around trying to find a sitting spot, and when you didn’t you resolved to stay standing “Brought you guys some snacks.” 

“You actually did?” Sirius asked with a dashing smile, eyes shining in content. His girl had brought him snacks, and she looked as lovely as ever while doing so. By then, you were already turning your backpack in front of you and pulling the little pack the elves had built for you. So he helped you hold it as you pulled the food pack and placed it on the bed besides Remus. They’d packed sausage rolls, pork pies, scotch pancakes, Jaffa cakes and tiny Bakewell tarts, Peter dug right into the sausage rolls, like he was starving. 

“Poppy didn’t give you boys any food?” 

“She gave us soup,” Peter said in between bites “It was so bland and tasteless, she said it’d make our stomachs feel better.” 

“I thought it was good,” Remus said with a shrug. 

“Yeah, you got the one with spices,” Peter complained “You should’ve said we had a headache or something instead.” 

You raised an eyebrow, “Since when are headaches something 4 people can have at the same time?” You retorted. 

Peter shrugged in response “A magical headache or whatever.” 

“At least, thanks to you, we didn’t get in trouble for skipping class,” James said with a shrug. 

“Exactly, that’s my girl!” Sirius said with a wink, then he grabbed your arm and pulled you onto his lap, you arched your eyebrow at him once you were comfortably sitting on him “You looked like you were tired.” 

You laughed, shaking your head “Yeah, sure Puppy, if you say so.” 

“Don’t think I’ve stopped counting,” he said as he wrapped his arms around you a little tighter, setting the two of you in a more comfortable position. 

Finally, you turned to Remus, he wasn’t eating any of the things you’d brought, James was munching on a pork pie and even Sirius was enjoying a Bakewell tart, but Remus looked genuinely beaten up. He had a sharp gush on his face, and another one down his arm, probably many more underneath his clothes and bandages. Just when you started to pay attention to the open wounds, and realising how different they were from the ones your friend had gotten when she was attacked by Grindyllows, Sirius spoke again “You’re wearing your ring today,” he said pointing at it as he grabbed your hand to look at it. 

“Found it in a drawer as I was getting ready in the morning,” you told him “seemed to match the mood of yesterday.” 

“Because of the moon and the stars,” Sirius agreed, paying a closer look at your ring, you nodded, “It’s very beautiful,” he said, slipping it out of your finger and testing if it would fit in his pinky, it stood out among his thicker rings, but he didn’t seem to mind. 

“Won’t you eat anything?” Peter asked Remus as he munched on his fourth sausage roll. 

“I’m not really feeling it,” Remus responded. 

“Mmm… Actually–“ you said as you placed a cookie in your mouth to bring your backpack to your lap again. Sirius took the cookie from your lips and held it for you, you turned to him and whispered a small “thanks,” before you continued to rummage through your bags, “It’s here!” You said as you pulled out a chocolate bar. It was the same brand Remus always carried around, and you’d bought a few at Honeydukes over the weekend. You’d decided to always carry one in your bag, to offer to Remus when he was feeling off, just like he’d done for you several times. You handed it over to him. 

The boy smiled as he grabbed onto it “Thanks love! Don’t deserve it after I failed you for today’s presentation.” 

“Don’t be silly Rem, you had an accident,” you told him motioning to him on the bed. 

“And where’s my chocolate bar?” Asked Sirius as he leaned his head over your shoulder to give Remus a better look. 

“You don’t get one today Puppy, I only packed one in the morning, sorry.” 

“And you gave it to Remus instead of me?” He teased, playing offended. “You do remember I am your boyfriend right?”  

“Well, clearly Remus was the one to save all of your asses last night,” you said pointing at the bandaged boy, and then at the rest, who barely had a scratch on them “However the hell did you get into a fight with Grindylows?” 

“We were trying to get some gillyweed,” Remus responded while he pulled on the paper of the chocolate bar to open it “for a special prank we wanted to do on the Slytherins.” 

“With gillyweed?” You asked with a frown. 

“For a potion,” James added “took the recipe from one of Grandpa’s old journals.” 

You narrowed your eyes at James, but nodded, Who knows? the Potters are pretty much experts on potions, they’d know. “Did you get it?” 

Remus shook his head “We were too busy with the Grindylows.”

“I could maybe help you–˝

“–No!” Remus, James, Sirius and Peter said at the same time. You closed your mouth at that, taken aback by their answer. 

“Love, you did see Moony, right? Do you wanna end up like that?” Sirius reasoned. 

“Well… I’m a good swimmer, I could scare the Grindylows away with bombarda or something–”

“–don’t worry about it,” said James “We decided we would buy it in a magazine and get it delivered, we don’t wanna have to go through that again,” he motioned to Remus. 

“But thanks for offering,” Remus added “It’s very brave of you.” 

You shook your head, “those stupid Slytherin boys have been getting on my nerves lately, whatever prank you do to them, I’d love to help.” 

“They’ve bothered you again since the broom incident?” Sirius asked. A shiver ran down your spine as you remembered the way Evan had pulled you over the railing last night. 

“Nothing I can’t deal with, they’re just a bunch of cowards.” 

James looked at you with apprehension, he thought it was his fault that Barty had started to pick on you, after all the ball you threw at his face had originally been directed at him, not at you. You wondered if the boys had heard of yesterday’s commotion in the astronomy tower, they probably hadn’t, they wouldn’t be relaxed at all. 

Sirius yawned from behind, closing his eyes as he leaned closer to you, resting his head over your neck. “You boys should go get some sleep,” you told them when you noticed that it wasn’t only Sirius who was sleepy, James’ shoulders were slumped, and he normally stood straight, while Peter was sluggishly munching onto his fourth sausage roll. “I’ll stay with Rem, I need to wait for Poppy to come anyway, I want something for my headache.”

“You’ve got a headache?” Remus asked with a frown, “Why didn’t you tell us earlier?”  

You tried to shrug but stopped when you remembered Sirius still had his head over your shoulder “You looked a lot worse,” you said with a teasing smile. 

He shook his head with a breathy laugh, “Don’t put yourself second luv, I’m fine, I’m strong! See?” He said as he raised his arm and as if to show off his muscles. 

You laughed, he wasn’t lying, but it was still funny. “You sure you can stay luv? What about your classes?” Sirius asked. 

“I’ll catch up later, it’s easy. It’s not like we have transfiguration.” 

“Still having trouble with that?” Peter asked politely. 

You nodded “That’s literally the cause of my headache, couldn’t get a feather to turn into a bird. McGonagall said she’d give me a tutor.” 

“How delightful,” Sirius said ironically. 

“My thoughts exactly,” you agreed, “but then she said it’d be Remus, so it’s fine, we’re already working together in so many other classes, he must be getting sick of my face.” 

“Oh shut up, I would never,” he said as he broke off another square of his chocolate.

Sirius extended his hands towards him “Gimme soooome Moooony!”

Remus rolled his eyes, but extended his hand with a piece towards your boyfriend anyway, when their hands brushed against each other Remus hissed “What the hell Pads?” He said with a frown, looking betrayed. 

Sirius looked at his hand, his eyes widened as he saw he was still wearing your ring, your silver ring. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to shock you.” 

“Shock him?” You asked confused, that wasn’t the reaction you’d expect from someone who’d gotten an electricity shock. Let alone Remus’.

Remus nodded, “I’ve got a small cut in my hand,” he lied “It was rather unexpected.” 

You looked at him with a bit of a frown, you hadn’t seen any cuts on his hand. James suddenly stood up and clapped, gathering everyone’s attention “Well, if I don’t move now, I’m falling asleep on this chair. Pete, Pads, you coming along?” 

While you turned your head to look at James, Remus threw a look at Sirius, who frowned apologetically and mouthed “I’m sorry, I forgot.” 

“I’m coming,” Peter said, standing up after James. “Need anything from the dorm?” He asked Remus. 

He shook his head “I’ll catch up with my homework later.” He responded. 

“I’ve got a couple of books here in my bag, we can read something while they go sleep.” You offered your friend with a smile. 

“Sounds great!” Remus responded with a smile. 

“Nerds!” Sirius teased. 

“Pads?” Peter asked, “You coming too?” 

Sirius nodded, burying his head on your back as he hugged you tighter. 

“You don’t have to go,” you told him since he didn’t look like he wanted to let go of you just yet. 

“Why don’t you come nap with me instead?” He mumbled, voice a little muffled since he still had his head pressed to your back. “You smell really nice today.” Truth be told, Sirius thought you smelled nice every day, but with some of the dog qualities still lingering on him after the previous hours of being a dog, he was both extra sensitive to smell,  and extra clingy of his human too, not that you knew any of it. 

“Let the poor girl breathe mate!” Peter teased. Sirius just groaned in response. 

“I’m gonna stand up luv,” he told you, you were about to stand, but he just stood up while still holding onto you, and once he was up, he slid to the side, and dropped you right back on the chair. Well then, I guess that works too, you thought. 

“Bye Puppy,” you told him as he walked towards his friends. He raised his hands, showing 9 fingers up and raising his eyebrows. You rolled your eyes, but also realised he was still wearing your ring on his pinky finger “Oi my ring!” 

“I’m keeping it as collateral,” he told you, “‘least until you pay up what you owe.” You gave him an amused smile and shook your head as he left. 

“What do you owe him?” Remus asked once the boys were gone. 

“He hasn’t told you about that yet?” You asked casually “says he doesn’t like being called Puppy–“ 

“–that’s a lotta crap.” 

You laughed “Yeah, well he charges a kiss for every time I call him that.” 

Remus raised his eyebrows, now he was amused “he’s just taking advantage of you love…” 

“Is he though?” You said back with a little smirk “The way I see it is a win-win situation. He gets to be all flirty and I get to kiss his pretty lips.” 

“Touché,” the boy agreed, he too thought Sirius had pretty lips “Can I tease him with the nickname too?” 

“All you want,” you replied with a smile “if he tries to kiss you, though, don’t blame me for it.” You both laughed, and a comfortable silence followed, then you remembered you still had books inside your bag and pulled them out, setting them on the bed beside him. He grabbed the one at the top when you noticed which book it was, you pulled it from his hands. “You can’t read that one.” 

“I can’t read… A Wizard's Handy Handbook of Spells?” He asked as he read the cover name from your hands. 

“It’s not that,” you added, holding it tightly between your arms. “It’s… not actually A Wizard's Handy Handbook of Spells, I charmed the cover.” He arched an eyebrow and tried to take it from your grasp, you pulled back but it was too late, he had it in his hands again.  Remus had an awful lot of energy for someone who had been badly hurt just a couple of hours ago. “Remus, give me that!” 

“I wanna know why you charmed the cover first,” he said while dangling the book in the air. 

You looked at him with a frown and jumped forward to try and grasp the book from his hands, but he pulled it back, to the side of the bed. “Remus!” 

“Am I gonna have to read it?” 

You stood up, and extended your hands over him, to try and get the book that was on the other side of the bed, but your feet got trapped with your backpack strap and you ended up falling over Remus. He groaned as your body crashed over a particularly nasty bruise. Your scent filled his nostrils from the closeness, Sirius was right, you smelled awfully nice, a little like him too.

“Shit Rem, I’m sorry,” you said standing up as soon as possible “I didn’t mean to–“ The brusque movements had caused his shirt to rise up slightly and you actually saw the nasty bruise your body had crashed against, you looked at it with a concerned frown and then back at your friend “Remus…” 

He averted your gaze, he did not like being pitted “I’m fine.” He said once he turned back to you, using his free hand to pull down his shirt again “I’m strong, remember?” 

“Yeah, someone falling over a bruise hurts, no matter how strong…” 

He shrugged, he’d definitely had worse than you falling over him “You’re light, didn’t hurt much.” You looked at him, sighing “and you smell nice, no wonder Sirius wants to have you on his lap all the time.” Finally, you laughed, shaking your head as you stared at your friend. Remus realised you had a really nice laugh as you did, he shook his head from the trance of staring, he wasn’t sure he’d ever found a girl as pretty as you. “Will you tell me what kind of book you were trying to hide from me, or will I have to figure it out myself?” He asked, raising an eyebrow. 

“It’s a spicy romance novel,” you said avoiding his gaze, he smiled diverted. The more you know, he thought. “It was recommended!” You added. 

“Yeah, sure.” 

“It was!” You insisted “By your little Ravenclaw girlfriend, actually” 

“Nina Blythe?!” he asked in disbelief.

You nodded “Are you sure you don’t want to date her? She’s clearly into the good stuff.” He gave you a look and you laughed, Nina was beautiful, but she definitely still had a baby face, like Remus had said when you told him she had a crush on him.

“She’s not really my type.” 

“Which is…?”

“None of your business, of course.” He replied sassily, and then changed the subject “How spicy?” He asked, curiosity taking the best of him. 

You shrugged “I’ll tell you when I get to the spicy part,” you told him with a shrug, taking the book from his hands, he let you do it without any fuzz this time “But um…” you pointed at one of the other books on the bed “this one’s good, you’d like it.”

“Is it also spicy?” He teased. 

“Remus!” You complained, “Not every single book I read is spicy!” 

He shrugged “Wouldn’t shame you if you did.” 

You rolled your eyes and let out a breathy laugh. “It’s not spicy, but it is really good.”

“I’ll take your word for it,” he said, taking the book and opening on the first page. Soon enough the two of you were comfortably reading. You were so engrossed in your book that you’d totally forgotten the initial reason you’d gone there. But as you continued flipping pages, it was like the string you had been trying to reach earlier was finally there, shining brightly for you to take it, and tie all the mysterious facts into one sole explanation. As your eyes moved through the words in the book, the description of the male lead started to resonate with you…

Remus was strong. Remus had a lot of scars and bruises all over his body, and they were definitely not caused by Grindyllows, he always carried around a calming draught and had other rather strong painkiller potions in his room as well, he tended to stay away from you when you wore your silver ring, literally jumping from your grasp when you touched him with it on one time, and was also visibly mad at Sirius when he brushed over his fingers with it on, as if they both knew something you didn’t –electric shock, my ass. 

McGonagall knew he was in the infirmary, no, she expected him to be in the infirmary today, yesterday was full moon. 

When you told him that he could get the Fluxweed he said he was good at catching so he switched with you, he would’ve had to harvest it on the full moon. All the boys got really suspicious during the full moon, and the two times you’d seen the full moon happen in the castle, Remus and all the boys had disappeared. Peter was talking about “a furry little problem” just before you cleared your throat earlier. James had joked about his romance novel being called “The Beast Within.”

In the boggart class, when you got a werewolf, all the boys had tensed up, even the way Lily had approached you, constantly looking back and forth between him and you. 

You looked up at him, Remus looked tired, Remus had a great sense of smell, Remus got a lot more irritable around this time of the month, Remus was ripped even if he didn’t look like the type to do much exercise, in fact, you’d never seen him do exercise. Remus Bogart had been the moon. Remus was right in front of you, looking like he’d been up all night and yesterday was full moon. 

Remus’ nickname… Remus’ nickname was fucking Moony! 

YESTERDAY WAS FULL MOON. 

Finally seeing clearly every single thing that didn’t make sense in your head, all the half-told tales and the lies and the inconsistencies, “You’re a werewolf…” you mumbled, almost in a whisper. 

He had been too distraught with the book to notice, so he looked up at you “Sorry, what was that, luv?” 

Your head started swirling with fast thoughts, Remus hadn’t told you himself. Remus probably wanted his lycanthropy to be a secret. Remus had gone to great lengths to hide it. You’d barely met him a couple of months ago and you were sure most people didn’t know about his condition, other than a few teachers, the boys and, maybe Lily. She probably knows, in the bogart class, she seemed alarmed. But Marlene, Mary, Beth? They probably have no clue. What right did you have to know before the people who’d met him years ago? Whoever the hell were you to butt in on this boy’s life? Even if he’d become one of your closest friends. I do not want to make Remus uncomfortable. I do not want Remus to hate me for prying. “I.. uh.. Do you like golf?” You improvised, almost cringing at yourself for how stupid your question had been. 

“Golf?” He asked with a frown.

“Aha…” you continued “the muggle sport, Golf. With uhm.. sticks and small balls,” you then made a little golf swing with your hands. 

“Yeah, I know Golf,” he responded, still confused “Never played it tho.” 

“Me neither,” you responded honestly “This character though,” you pointed to the book “Seems like- very obsessed with it.” 

Remus frowned and leaned forward on the bed, to try and get a glimpse of the book, you remembered that you were literally on the page about the scars on the werewolf’s body and you instantly dropped the book. It closed shut on the floor. You leaned down “Oh no, I lost my page.” Maybe you were a worse liar than Tom in the end. 

Remus arched an eyebrow as he saw you leaning on the floor, you looked rather desperate. 

“You okay?” You nodded and sat back on the chair. “So… how was it? spicy?” 

“Not much so far,” you responded honestly “just very in-depth descriptions of the male lead’s toned abdomen from the time they went to swim on a lake together.” 

Remus nodded, maybe he’d have to borrow the book from you at some point. “And you’re liking it?” 

“Plot’s good, yeah. Very enlightening.” 

“Enlightening?” He asked, not quite understanding how abs would be enlightening, but who knows, maybe they are. 

“Mhm…” you said when you realised the slip-up “What about your book?” you decided to drag the subject away from the spicy werewolf book and onto the one Remus had instead. 

“I’m loving it, actually. I didn’t know you had such great taste in books.” 

You smiled at the compliment “The portrait of Dorian Gray is an absolute classic, it has some of the most killer quotes I’ve read in my life.” 

“Nowadays people know the price of everything–“ he started.

“–and value nothing…” you finished the quote for him, “And there are so many others, you won’t be able to stop.” You told him with a smile, “Like… the only way to get rid of temptation, is–“ 

“–to yield to it.” He said at the same time as you did, a certain glimmer in his eyes when he did. 

Out if nowhere the images of the kiss you’d had at Marlene’s party came back to Remus, he remembered how soft and gentle you’d been, he remembered how your hand over his shoulder had felt, how kind your lips had been to his, how you’d tasted of fresh berries and potions, how after the kiss was over you looked genuinely pleased but cracked a joke to ease the tension, how contagious your laugh had been… how sweet you smelled that day, always with a hint of Sirius’ scent from how close you were to each other. What the hell is wrong with me? She’s dating Sirius! She’s dating Sirius –my crush best friend– Black, he thought. He snapped himself out of it as soon as he could, coughing up a couple of times to clear his throat. 

You looked at him, with a bit of concern and stood up, quickly walking towards the nightstand to pour some water on a glass and hand it over to him, he took it, fingers brushing against your small hands. He cursed himself for feeling something when they did, he’d rather feel nothing at all. Why must you be so kind?, he thought as you waited for him to finish drinking, to put the glass back in his place.  “Thank you,” he mumbled. 

You just smiled kindly “That’s what friends are for.” No, he thought, the boys were rarely as attentive as you were, and Lily, well Lily rarely visited after the full moon, even if she always took a moment to ask if he was feeling alright. Maybe that was why he was feeling so weird all of a sudden, he just wasn’t used to being cared for the way you cared for him. He then started to wonder if you were that nice to everyone, or only to your closest friends, he wanted to know if you also carried around Peter’s or Prong’s favourite treats in your bag, or if you had ever given chocolate to Tom, Alex or Teddy, if you borrowed books to Lily, or if you laughed along Nina the same way you did with him, he felt a tiny pang of jealousy when he imagined those things happening. Remus, stop it! he told himself, by then you’d already sat back in your seat, and found yourself engrossed in your book. Or at least you were pretending to be, in really you were still cursing yourself for asking if he liked golf. 

When you noticed he was staring you turned to him with a diverted smile “Do I have something in my face?” 

He seemed to be snapped out of his own thoughts “What?” 

“You were staring,” you told him, pretending to be uninterested as you still looked at the book, in reality, you were wondering if maybe he’d heard you ask if he was a werewolf and if he was considering how to kick you out of his life for butting in on his private business. 

“Ah…” he acknowledged “I wasn’t…. I was thinking of last night’s accident,” he lied. 

“Of course,” you responded, “Grindylows must’ve  been horrifying.” 

He nodded, absentmindedly and the two returned to your respective books. 

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Some of my favorite doodles from my headcanon/redesign concept sheets used as an excuse to list my headcanons about the main six (for an AU that I'm writing)! More under the cut!

Charlie Morningstar:

She's way more hot-headed than in canon, albeit still keeping her cheerful and gentle persona.

She loves food, and she's always hungry. I always loved the trope of protagonists (both male and female, like look at Goku himself, Usagi Tsukino or Minako Aino) and I think it could fit Charlie perfectly!

She loves planning (and this is already canon) and she has a lot of stationary gadgets. "Sure Alastor, you can borrow any pen! ... Not that one! :D" And takes good care of them.

Her birthday is February 29th. I thought that it wouldn't be strange if her birthday ended up being that day if she follows a demoniac calendar...

Vaggie:

It's canon that she likes everything to be clean and organized. I think she would help Niffty with the rooms and everything! They bond!

She and Angel Dust absolutely have BFFs vibes. Before Hazbin Hotel I remember they were meant to be a couple, but with the new canon they're still adorable as best friends and I love the dynamic more. They get into fights but it's never anything serious, they look like a big brother and a little sis, even though sometimes she definitely acts as a big sis to him. Angel sees Molly through her :(

As we know she doesn't really believe in herself, but she actually makes a very good leader!

In my fanfic, contrarily to the series, she was really fighting with burning hate towards the angels that cast her out. She holds a deep grudge and it's hard for her to come out of it. (I want Out for Love to be useful, it's my favorite song ç_ç)

Her name as a human was Agata Flores, she was born the 28th of June in 1993. If we still count 2014 as her death and if she was once a winner that then became sinner... my headcanon is that she died of a hate crime in March 25th 2014, aged 21.

Angel Dust:

He's not in drag 24/7. He really is feminine, but sometimes likes to try masculine outfits too. (which make Husk wonder "why am I staring??")

He's secretly a nerd. Or not so secretly. He owns video games, and especially likes RPGs and life sims.

He overanalyses everything. Well, almost everything but still. He actually likes reading, and this led him to analyse anything that comes into his eye. (Oh, I can't wait to write one of those scenes because I already had fun outlining it LMAOO)

He's probably Charlie's food buddy. Give them some food and they'll be happy (Valentino doesn't like this but get screwed Val, give him food too)

His name as a human was Anthony (canon) Cavallaro and had Neapolitan heritage. He's born in April 1st (and this is canon) 1912, he died of overdose (canon) in October 11th 1947, aged 35.

Alastor:

I loved his pilot persona more than the series', and most of the things are confirmed canon... but I do have some headcanons for him, too! (also yeah I don't think that will be my last radioapple drawing or doodle lol)

We know he either doesn't sleep or sleeps with his eyes open. Well, I imagine him that in the few rare occasions he actually sleeps, his radio works as a mental surveillance "camera". Also, he's a light sleeper and would definitely go "Do you fellows mind? I'm trying to sleep." like the old man he is.

I would like to explore Alastor's feelings for Charlie more, and how he sees her as a daughter. While we may not know if he was telling the truth, I think they both seeked each other as a fatherly and daughter figures in a way. Many in the fandom headcanon Alastor's father to have been shitty to him. If he truly sees Charlie as a daughter, it could be because he would like to be a better father than the one he had, and since he never had children, he grew affectionate to Charlie as such.

He knows how to handle alcohol well, but I like to think that when he's really drunk he doesn't even know what he's doing. Oh, you saw him playing with Angel's Nintendo Switch? He even brought it into his room to continue playing Animal Crossing by himself? He was totally wasted.

His name as a human was Alastor (which is apparently canon, but I wonder if it'll be retconned or not?) Boudreaux-Alexander. Boudreaux was his father's last name, Alexander was his mother's. He didn't like his mother taking her husband's last name and wanted to keep his mother's. He was born in March 7th 1901, and died in August 4th 1933, aged 32, after being shot by a hunter that confused him with a deer and was mauled by dogs afterwards. (Yikes, I'm so sorry)

Niffty:

She definitely has written lots of fanfics about her fellow hotel friends. Especially men. Yet, she loves Charlie and Vaggie too, so they're there as well.

We know both Niffty and Husk have deals with Alastor. She loves them both, I love to headcanon that when she feels lonely and can't sleep well or had nightmares, she either goes to Husk's or Alastor's room to sleep with them. They welcome her warmly ç_ç

Alastor and Husk most definitely know Niffty's story, which is why they care about her so much. She's childish for her age, but it could be tied to a past that only the two of them know very well.

Niffty knew Vox when they were alive. Now I know it could be a weird headcanon since Niffty is Japanese and Vox is American, but if Niffty's work brought her around the world it wouldn't be weird if they crossed paths. When Vox died Niffty was 19, she either saw him die in front of her eyes or something else happened.

As I mentioned in my concept sheets, she used to wear glasses when she was alive so she can't see really well without them after she died. Sometimes she borrows Alastor's monocle, and if we apply the headcanon that he's colorblind, without his monocle not only he can't see anything but can't even see colors LOL

Her name when she was alive was Sachiko Tanaka, born February 27th 1934. She died September 1st 1956, aged 22, there are popular headcanons about the way she died and yikes, if it's true she didn't have a good death either. Not at all.

Husk:

Maybe I'm overanalysing but what if the reason why he grew affectionate to Niffty was because he once had children? Or just one? Either he had a child and was with him but felt like he wasn't a good father or his ex-wife left him because of his gambling addiction and this made him feel guilty, not able to see his child ever again. (I feel bad just thinking about this but ç_ç)

Despite the fact he hates being on a leash and none other than Alastor's, he actually cares about him. If the two were friends when they were alive (including Mimzy), this could explain why he's still around Alastor even if reluctantly. (Sure he says he's forced, but in the pilot Alastor summoned him, so it's safe to assume either Alastor-Husk-Niffty were roommates before coming to the hotel and did their business without telling Alastor, or simply we need more explanations of Alastor's deals)

His name when he was alive was Ivan Goncharov, born January 29th 1900, and died in December 23rd 1967, aged 67. As I mentioned in my concept sheets, he was friends with Alastor and Mimzy when they were alive and he was the last one of them to die. He would often visit his friends' graves when he was still alive :(

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Shanks // Nanny (f! nanny reader)

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his precious uta always had to be left behind during his adventures, fearing he'll be in her way of her singing career. shanks was aware of her passion and taking her with him would only prevent that which he would hate to do. so what he has resolved to is leaving her with a trusted nanny. he was away for longs terms but dear it knew, one day, she'll see her beloved father and captain's crew sailing back home again. but until then, she will wait patiently.

you were her nanny and basically treated her like a little sister. "uta, are you composing more songs again?" you tilted your head, frowning as the adorable child is not resting from creatung her masterpiece "no y/n! i gotta finish this before shanks come home! i want him to be the first one to listen!" her circular braids shoot up like bunny ears. "well, okay but make sure to have your lunch and your nap okay?" you said gently as she yelled an 'okay'.

as you were folding the clothes you could hear a commotion from the shorelines and watched as a big ship, the flag soaring in the wind. "shanks!" you smiled at the sight of the captain, his smile as sweet as you remember, the scar along his eyes just adds to his attractiveness. "uta! come, the captain is back!" you yelled as she shrieked "he is?! shanks!" the excited child spent no time to lunge at him to hug him, a quite bizarre display of affection in public but shanks warmly held her in one hand. "looks like someone missed me, huh?" he teased, bopping her nose that made her giggle.

he walked back to home while you chatted with the red hat crew "party?" you recalled that made shanks turned "yup! we're gonna have party tonight because why not?" his cheekily smiled as uta forced him to bring her as well. settling down at the humbled abode, you bought on shanks belongings and placed them in his room as you could hear laughter and giggles of his daughter from the other side of the room. "captain, would you want something to drink?" you said as you headed to the kitchen. the man followed behind you as he went closer and took a sniff of your neck "you smell a little too good" he commented as you swatted him away.

"oh please, stop the teases" you smiled as you poured him a drink "how are you, y/n? she hasn't been causing too much trouble, has she?" he raised a brow as you shook your head. "she's a sweetheart, actually. currently composing a song for you" you smiled "for me? oh i'm flattered" he moved from his chair and moved to your back, latching himself close to your body "i miss both of you too much" his hand grabbed your waist as you made a small squeak. "you wanna help me with some stuff later on, pretty girl?" he used that tone again, that slutry tone you know you can't escape.

"uta is still here, shanks. she'll-"

"later on, at the party. deal?" he quickly cut you off. you turned around as he squeezed your butt with one hand and spanked it once before walking away. "be there, doll."

that night, the crews were rowding the bar as you sat with uta who was standing on the table while singing. you looked up at her, the juice you had in your hand sipped slowly. "hey, y/n. mind if i steal you for a bit?" you turned around to see rogers as you nodded. he bought you outside where shanks was waiting, his clothes getting blown away by the gentle breeze.

"i was summoned?" you mischievously asked, knowing what the older man wants. he smiles "is it too forward to say i really miss you?"

"me or something else, captain?"

"cheeky, huh? sit down doll, help your old man out" he said as you giggled. he man spread his legs as you situated yourself perfectly on his lap, always fitting there. always has and always will. "skirt up" he said, one hand caressing your hip as you lifted your skirt, revealing your white panties. "oh, have i missed this sight" he groaned, bringing yourself to rub on him as you whimpered. "oh.. can we just put it in? i stretched myself real good, i promise"

"you already have? what a good girl you are" he said giddily as you lowered yourself around him. the first stretch was intense as you frowned. he buried his nails around your waist as your warms insides wrapped around his length for the first time in so long. shanks can't even phantom how many times he has jerked himself to the memories of you and now that he's back, he isn't going to waste another minute.

"bounce harder, girl. yeah, you're doing good" he groaned as your hands rested in his shoulders. the outline of your bra was see through the white dress you're wearing and shanks ripped the fabric with his teeth. he engulfed one nipple into his mouth, swirling it with his tongue. "oh! shanks.. so rough.." you whined as his teeth grazed through the bud. he took the other one in his mouth, repeating the cycle.

"you look so pretty impaled to my dick. you're gonna make me cum, doll" he smiled tenderly as you squeeze your eyes shut, breathing hitched. "oh! shanks!" you rubbed your clit while bouncing on his cock, leaving the man a mess as his dick is getting clenched and he's going to cum any second now.

"you miss me that much?" he still cheekily asked. "yes i did.. fuck! i missed you so much" your bouncing was getting sloppier as shanks thrusted upwards "how much?" he started his rough pace "a.. a lot.." your brain was foggy, his cock thundering in and out left you mewling and wanting more. your eager cunt was milking him as he felt the pressure building, his hands were on your waist still as he frowned. his gorgeous red hair was blowing in the air, the scar adorning his eyes was wrinkling when he frowned.

you looked at him with awe as you slumped againts him, your pussy twitching as he came inside. he moved your face to kiss him, a soft yet passionate kiss with impaling his tongue inside yours. he looked at you while he panted, hands soothingly rubbed your back. "let's go back, hm?"

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OCTOBER 25th 2020 (HELL IN A CELL)

Josh felt like a creep staring at Airielle as she filmed a segment with Paul Heyman for the kickoff show. It was like she was everywhere he was. When he had a segment with Kayla, Airielle was there. When he wanted to hang out with Trin and his brother. Airielle was there. She was literally everywhere. 

“Stop staring.” He jumped as Trinity came and stood next to him. “You know she thinks you don't like her.” 

“What?” He said his eyes glancing over at Trin before looking back over at Airielle. 

“Yup.” Trinity nodded but then shrugged. “She also thinks you’re an asshole.” Josh turned his face up. 

“Man what? What the hell I do?”  Trinity shrugged again with a smirk on her face. 

“Kayla told her that you ghosted her.” 

“Ghosted- man what?” Josh said again in disbelief.  

“Yup, told Kayla she could do so much better than you.” Trinity couldn’t help but laugh at the look on Josh’s face but then immediately apologized. 

“Hey guys.” Airielle smiled as she walked over to the two of them.  Josh couldn’t help but let his eyes roam her body. 

“Hey girly, you still driving back to Pensacola with us right?” Trinity asked Airielle who nodded. 

“You comin’ with us?” Josh blurted out, causing Airielle and Trinity to look over at him. 

“Yeah. Is that a problem? “ Airielle asked, crossing her arms over her chest and arching an eyebrow at him. 

“Naw my bad.” He said scratching the back of his neck. “Imma go. I see you later Trin.” He said before walking away. 

“We’re just waiting on Airielle.” Trinity said when Josh entered the SUV. Josh nodded and leaned his head back, closing his eyes. His match with Joe had been brutal and all he wanted to do was sleep. 

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Airielle said as she got in the SUV in the backseat with Josh. 

“Girl, you good. Josh just got here too.” Airielle blew out a sigh of relief. She had run all the way to the parking lot in her high ass heels because she thought they were waiting for her. 

“Are we good? I can drive now?” Jon asked, putting the car in drive. He waited until everyone gave him approval before pulling out of the parking lot. Josh kept looking at Airielle out of the corner of his eye. She was giggling as she typed on her phone and he resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Of course she had a boyfriend. Why wouldn't she?  He looked away from her and caught the eye of his twin who was looking at him through the rearview mirror. He did roll his eyes when Jon winked at him. 

They were about 2 hours into the 6 hour drive when Trinity said she needed to use the restroom. Jon pulled over and laughed when Trinity and Airielle hopped out the car, rushing towards the bathroom. 

“So.” Jon started as he looked at Josh in the mirror. “How you doin back there?” Josh thinking that he was talking about how his body was feeling after the match answered his question. 

“Sore as fuck Uce. My back all fucked up.” Jon scoffed and shook his head. 

“No, how you doing with Airielle back there.”  Josh rolled his eyes and dug his headphones out his bag but before he could put them on Jon snatched them out his hand. 

“Man, leave me alone.”  Jon was about to reply but the girls got back into the car with a bag full of snacks. Jon rolled his eyes when he saw Trinity munching on a Laffy Taffy. 

“I thought we talked about the candy Trin.” Jon said, trying to take it out her mouth but she slapped his hand away. 

“Stop it. Airi forced me to get it.” 

“Hey!” Airielle cried out, causing Trinity to laugh. Jon then turned his attention to her. 

“What, you got a whole bunch of candy too?” He asked reaching for her bag but she tossed it into the trunk and stuck her tongue out at him when he narrowed his eyes at her. Josh would never admit it outloud but he was feeling jealous watching Airielle and his brother interact. It wasn’t that he was scared to talk to her, he just didn’t know what to say to her and his words always came out high pitched when talked to her.. It was embarrassing. 

“Did yall get us anything at least?.”  Jon asked and they nodded. Airielle grabbed her bag out of the trunk and dug for the bag of mini snickers and a bottle of water before handing them to Josh. 

“Trin said you like these.”  Josh nodded and grabbed the items out of her hands, thanking her. 

4 hours into the ride Josh jumped awake when the SUV jerked to the side. “My bad y’all.” Trinity said. “My jam came on.” Airielle laughed and tried to get back comfortable but she was freezing. She kept rubbing her arms and Josh dug into his bag and pulled out a Batman blanket and handed it to her. She arched her eyebrow at the character. 

“It’s my sons. He gives it to me so I have something of his while I'm on the road..” She awed and thanked him, grabbed the blanket from him and wrapping herself in it. 

Airielle woke up as soon as Trinity pulled up in front of her parents house. 

“Damn girl.” Jon whistled and rolled the windows down to get a better look at the house. “This all you?” Airielle chuckled and let out a yawn as she put her shoes back on her feet. 

“No, this is my parents house. I’m staying here tonight”  She got out of the car and went to grab her luggage from the trunk but Josh had already beaten her there. “Oh, thank you.” She said, surprised. 

“Don’t forget about the Barbecue tomorrow!” Trinity yelled out the window to her and Airielle nodded and told Trinity that she would be there.  She tried to grab her luggage from Josh but he shook his head. 

“Nah I can carry it to the door for you.” He said walking towards the front door. Airielle waved to Jon and Trin before following Josh to the front door of her parents house. He set her stuff down and turned to walk away. 

“Thank you.” She said again, causing him to turn around. “You didn’t have to do that.”  He shrugged and walked back towards the SUV, getting in and closing the door. Airielle waved again as they drove off before walking into her parent’s house and making her younger brother go get her luggage from outside. 

OCTOBER 26th 2020

“So they’re having a cookout on a Monday?” Airielle’s cousin Yasmine asked as Airielle was getting ready to go over to Jon and Trin’s house. 

“Not a cookout, they just having dinner and they invited me.” Airielle said as she placed her green hat on her head. She looked at Yasmine in the mirror and rolled her eyes at her pouty face. “I already asked if you could come and Trin said yeah.” She said laughing when Yasmine jumped up off her bed and went to get dressed. 

“See, told you not a cookout.” Airielle whispered to Yasmine as they walked into Jon and Trin’s backyard and only seen Jon, Trin, Josh and Joe. Yasmine rolled her eyes at Airielle as Trinity came over to them. 

“Hi, I’m Trin. Nice to meet you.” She said to Yasmine as she pulled her into a hug and led her and Airielle over to the boys. 

Josh watched as Airielle threw her head back and laughed at something Joe had said. He waited until Joe walked away to walk over to her. He wasn’t drunk but he was definitely tispy and wasn’t nervous to talk to her. 

He downed the rest of his beer before standing up from his chair and walking over. “Hey.” he said and she looked up from her phone. 

“Hi Josh,” She said, forcing a smile on her face. She felt like she had a sort of loyalty to Kayla and from what Kayla had told her Josh was an asshole and Airielle wanted nothing to do with him. 

“So uh,” He scratched the back of his neck. “Trin said you think imma  asshole.” He said and she nodded with no hesitation. “Why? You don’t even know me.” 

She shrugged. “I was talking to Kayla and she told me what you did to her.”  He sucked his teeth. 

“Man, I ain't do nothing to her.” She scoffed and rolled her eyes. She looked around the backyard for a way out of the conversation but everyone had gone inside the house. She sighed and turned her attention back to him. 

“So playing with her emotions it’s being an asshole?” When he furrowed her eyebrows at her and she continued. “Having her think that y’all could be a thing only to ghost her isn’t being an asshole?” Josh started to shake his head. 

“Ion know what Kay told you. But that ain’t what happened.” Airielle scoffed and rolled her eyes. Of course that’s what he would say.  “I’m not lying. I told Kay that I ain’t wanna, you know anymore and she agreed. Ion know why she told you all that.”  Airielle squinted her eyes at him and he held up his hand. “I’m not lying, scouts honor.” Airielle turned to walk away but Josh grabbed her arm. 

She snatched her arm from him. “Ok fine you’re not lying about Kayla. But everytime i’m around you, you look at me like I got seven heads or something. Like I did something to you.”   

“Nah, that's not it. You ain't do nothing to me.” He said scratching his beard. 

“So what is it then?” When he said nothing she turned and started to walk towards the house again. 

“Okay wait, wait.” He said,  stopping her from walking away. “Let’s start over.” He held out his hand for her to shake. “I’m Josh, nice to meet you.” Her eyes bounced between his face and his hand before placing her hand in his, causing him to smile at her. 

“I’m Airielle.” 

NOVEMBER 6th 2020

“Hey.” Airielle jumped when she suddenly heard Josh’s voice. 

“Hey Josh,” She said, smiling at him. 

“Where you been at, I ain’t see you in a week.” He immediately regretted saying that when she smirked at him. 

“Awe, You missed me Joshua?” She giggled when he rolled his eyes at her. They haven’t seen eachother since dinner at Trin and Jon’s house. After they had reintroduced themselves they had talked for about 2 hours more, getting to know each other. She was fun to talk to but she still made him nervous, extremely nervous. 

“Maybe, where the hell you been at?” 

“I had a family emergency.” 

“Vague.” She laughed. “You ready for our segment later?” 

“Yup, don’t get mad at what I say.”  He narrowed his eyes at her but before he could respond she stood up from her chair. “Bye” She giggled as she walked away from him. 

Airielle stood on her spot, waiting for the cameraman to start the countdown. Once he got to one and gave her a thumbs up, Airielle put a smile on her face. 

“I’m standing by with my guest Jey Uso” Airielle said smiling to the camera as Jey walked into frame. “Jey.” She started, turning her attention to him. “The last month or two have been extremely emotional and trying for you. But I wanna take you back to last week in particular.” She said as she and Jey looked towards the T.V monitor that played what happened last week on Smackdown. 

While they watched the video package. Airielle noticed that Josh couldn’t stay still; he was shifting from foot to foot - a telltale sign that he was nervous. 

“Hey,” She whispered, making him snap his head to look at her. “You okay?” she asked and he nodded his head. 

“Yeah I’m fine.” He said clearing his throat and she nodded, straightening her posture just as the video package ended. 

“Well Jey, after watching that back can you explain your actions?” She asked before holding the microphone to him. 

“Yeah I did what I had to do Airielle.” He said keeping his eyes on the ground and not looking at Airielle. “It was nothing personal. I consider D.B a friend. I’m sorry Uce, but he aint blood. Family is forever.” Airielle nodded and brought the microphone back to her lips. 

“You’re right.” She shrugged. “Family is forever.. Unless you don’t fall in line and do what Roman Reigns tells you to do right?” She said and Josh chuckled. “Otherwise, according to Roman you’re out of the family.” She finished and Josh bit the inside of his cheek and looked up from the ground and made eye contact with Airelle. 

“Oh so you got jokes too huh? Everybody wanna tell jokes today.” He said and she narrowed her eyes at him as Paul Heyman walked into frame. 

“Hi.” Paul said, eyeing Airielle. “How are you?” She opened her mouth to respond but he cut her off. “Question, did Roman Reigns authorize this interview?”  She went to answer but Paul cut her off again. “It was rhetorical.” Airielle rolled her eyes. “No he did not .” He said squinting his eyes at her before leaning closer to Jey. “Roman needs to talk to you.” He told Jey. 

Airielle sighed. “Well Jey, it seems as if Paul Heyman has a better spot in the family then you do.” Jey scoffed at her. 

“You still throwing shade huh? Airielle shrugged as Jey scoffed again before walking away with Paul. 

He walked back over to her once the camera’s cut off.  “Damn Rih, why you had to do me like that?” 

“Too much?” 

“Nah, you good. Just kinda threw me off guard a bit.” They stood there, awkwardly. “Um, I gotta film with Uce next but uh, you wanna have dinner or something tonight?” 

“Just me and you?” He nodded, biting the inside of his cheek. 

“Yeah, Jon and Trin ain't here. I can invite Joe if you want me too.” 

“No” She shook her head with a chuckle. “Me and you is cool. Meet you in the parking lot? He nodded before giving her an awkward fist bump before walking away. 

“I'm sorry. I forgot COVID restrictions got everything closing early.” Airielle laughed as she entered the passenger seat of his rental car. 

“It's fine. I forgot too. I think McDonald’s is still open, we can eat in the car.” She said as she pulled out her phone and pulled up the directions to the closest McDonalds. After getting their food, he parked the car. 

“So, what's your full name?” He asked after basically demolishing his food. 

“What?” She asked, choking on a french fry. He chuckled and passed her, her drink. 

“Come on, we're friends right?” She nodded

“So answer the question.”  She rolled her eyes.

“Fine, Airielle Noelle Jones. Your turn.” 

“Nope, gotta ask ya own question now.”  She scoffed then let out a chuckle before asking,

“How old are you?” 

“35” Her eyes widened. “What?” 

“Nothing, you look younger than 35.” He had to bite the inside of his cheek to stop himself from giggling like a schoolgirl. 

"You got a boyfriend?" He asked and immediately regretted it when he seen the look on her face. "Or a girlfriend. I don't judge." She laughed.

"No I don't have a boyfriend or a girlfriend."

"Oh, okay." He said nodding "Good."

“You staying in Orlando for another day?” He asked and she nodded. He had walked her to her hotel room. It was well past 1 in the morning. They had been in the McDonalds parking lot talking for about 3 hours. 

“Yeah, filming Talking Smack tomorrow.”  He nodded and bit the inside of his cheek.

“So can I take you out again when you get back to Pensacola?”  

“Yeah, I would like that.” Airielle smiled before saying goodnight and walking into her hotel room.

Reblogs, comments, likes, and feedback ALWAYS appreciated ❤ 

[clonefandomevents]

Haunted Clone Week Prompts!

Here are the prompts for the Haunted Clone Week! There were so many good options and ideas, that we decided to give a total of nine prompts a day! As well as two Free Days, and a little surprise Bonus as well! Can't wait to see what they inspire!

Day 1- October 23rd

-Folklore, Mysteries and Regional Gothic of South America; Haunted Kamino

-Ghost Ships

-Time Loops

-Space Bermuda Triangle

-Dark Between the Stars

NSFW Prompt- Battlefield Sex

-"You said I killed you- haunt me then!" from Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte

Day 2-October 24th

-Folklore, Mysteries and Regional Gothic of Africa; Haunted Christophsis

-Force Ghosts

-Left Behind

-Not Quite Human

-Bloody Hands

-NSFW Prompt- Blood Kink

-"Ghosts are guilt, ghosts are secrets, ghosts are regrets and failings. But most times, most times a ghost is a wish." (The Haunting of Hill House)

Day 3- October 25th

-Folklore, Mysteries and Regional Gothic of Europe; Haunted Umbara

-They Don't Know They're Dead

-Marching Far Away (But Still Beside Me)

-Body Horror -Please Not Again

-NSFW Prompt-Ghost Sex

-“I’m scared to close my eyes, I’m scared to open them. We’re gonna die out here.” — Heather Donahue, “The Blair Witch Project”

Day 4- October 26th

-Folklore, Mysteries and Regional Gothic of Australia; Haunted Felucia

-Ghost Stories

-Trapped and Not Alone

-Eldritch Horror

-Moonlight

-NSFW Prompt-Knife Play

-"Dozens of eyes looked out from the trees"

Day 5- October 27th

-Folklore, Mysteries and Regional Gothic of North America; Haunted Dothomir

-Mistaking a Ghost for a Living Person

-Marching Back (Dead Clones Coming Back)

-The Witching Hour

-Accidentally Cursed

-NSFW Prompt-Ritual Sex

-"Soldier keep on marching on/Head down till the work is done" - "Soldier" by Fleurie

Day 6- October 28th

-Folklore, Mysteries and Regional Gothic of Asia; Haunted Coruscant

-Haunted Space Ships

-Their Armor Holds Thier Souls

-Glowing Eyes in the Dark

-Fog

-NSFW Prompt-Possession

-"It seems to me that the dead only return for love or for revenge. Who did you come back for?" from White is For Witching by Helen Oyeyemi

Days 7 &8- October 29th-30th

Free Days! Have a prompt you liked, but wasn't included? Have a spooky idea that doesn't quite fit one of the other days? These are the days designed specifically for you!

BONUS!- October 31st

So, I apparently am not good at counting. Which gave us an extra day to the week on accident! So, we decided to do something a little different for the accidental bonus day.

Twist An Episode Day!

-Basically, it's take any episode of Clone Wars, Bad Batch, anything the clones are in and twist it so the CLONES are the ones coming out on top. Do something to an episode so that it's the soldiers fighting, not the corrupt leadership, who benefit. Preferably something a little out there, a lil spooky, but it can be whatever you want. Use the extra day so that for once, it's the clones winning.

-Links to Photo Prompts origins below

[lovelytsunoda]

take my breath away // tom 'iceman' kazansky

a traffic jam on the interstate and a diamond ring in a glovebox compartment

temporarily stationed in nevada, tom and heather decide to take a weekend in las vegas to see their favourite new wave band. all the while, all tom can think about when to ask heather to be his wife.

part of the heather and tommy universe started in 'tell me something girl'

pairing: tom kazansky x female oc (named heather)

warnings: fluff overload, marriage proposals, traffic jams.

author's note: guys i know that 'kick' didn't come out until 1987, but bear with me on this one, i was trying to make all of the dates work without the wedding feeling rushed (you'll know what i mean if you check the date headings on 'tell me something girl')

October 25th, 1986. Just outside Las Vegas, Nevada.

the weak air conditioning system in her boyfriend's hummer did nothing to block out the nevada heat as they sat idle, listening to the sounds of engines humming and horns honking. heather schneider held a small camcorder in her hands, the viewfinder trained on her boyfriend's face as he raked his hands through is hair, aviator glasses hiding his eyes. duran duran played on the radio, a tree shaped air freshener dangling in front of the windshield.

"babe, i’m so sorry. i had no idea traffic would be this bad." tom sighed, pushing up his glasses so he could run his hands over his face.

the move to nevada had been sudden. back home in virginia after graduating top gun, tom wasn't expecting to get marching orders so fast after coming back from a mission. the two harrowing weeks in the ocean after the academy had rattled him a little, and he was looking forward to finally spending time with heather again. now, he was scared about what nevada would to do his relationship with heather, until heather dropped a bombshell of her own.

she was quitting her job.

working in a law firm that did work closely with the us military did things to a person. and one day, heather just snapped. she came home in tears and told him that she couldn't do it any more.

and then she quit.

and now she was in nevada with no idea what she was going to do with her life. tom was stationed at the nellis air force base, which was very near to the las vegas motor speedway, a place they spent many a weekend watching stock car racing. tom was easing into his role at nellis quickly, seamlessly and with his trusty backseater ron kerner at his side.

heather was still lost. deployment was only for five months, part of a training program for a plane that most people in the military weren't even aware of yet. and after that five months? would they go back to virginia? stay in nevada? where would she work?

"kaz, stop worrying. the concert isn't until tomorrow night anyways." she soothed, running her thumb over his knuckles. the hummer eased forward, but traffic was still at a crawl.

"nellis is eight fucking miles outside of vegas, why can't we get into the city on a friday?"

"because everybody else is also trying to get into the city on a friday."

in the three months they had already lived in nevada, despite only living eight miles outside sin city, heather had still never been to vegas. never walked down the strip, never seen a show.

until tom surprised her with tickets to watch australian new wave band INXS play at ceasers palace. the band meant so much to heather, and she had been waiting for this weekend for the last six weeks.

tom, on the other hand, knowing the significance of the weekend had something bigger planned. the ring was burning a hole in his glove box, right next to his service weapon.

all that time away had taught him one big thing: he wanted heather in his life, by his side, for the rest of his life.

"hey, heath, do you remember that blue bungalow in miramar? the one that was on the water, with the backyard that walked out onto that small square of beach?"

"yeah, why?" heather hummed, panning the camera over at the traffic in front of her. the pair never went anywhere without their cameras, digital or video. there were envelopes full of negatives in their apartment, shoeboxes bursting at the seams with pictures they'd taken since they started dating in the spring of 1985.

tom tapped his slender fingers against the steering wheel, easing the hummer forward another few feet as traffic picked up, and then promptly slowed. he moved to roll down a window due to the heat, but then reversed his decision after smelling the latent gasoline exhaust in the air and hearing the noise of the jam.

"it's for sale. has been for a while, miramar isn't a hot area for us young people." he stopped to take a breath, looking over at heather. her eyes sparkled as she turned to look at him, popping a small pretzel into her mouth. her large, round prescription sunglasses made her look like an owl.

he adored every part of her.

"i want to put a deposit down. with your permission, of course. i know your life is in virginia, and we can go back if that's what you want. but i see a life for us in that house. kids, a dog. at some point, i want to teach at top gun. that's where maverick is, where slider is going to go. but none of that means anything if you aren't with me, heath."

heather closed the camcorder, dropping it into her lap as she reached for tom's hand, clasping it between both of hers. "tom, i'd love to. let's do it. let's move to california."

tom's heart swelled with love as he brought heather's knuckles up to give her a gentle kiss. everything was finally coming together. they were ready to start their life together.

and he knew he needed to ask. he had planned to wait until they were in the city, planned to get down on one knee underneath the false eiffel tower and present heather with his grandmother's ring.

but, as impulsive as it may be, he knew he needed to ask her. in the middle of stalled traffic on a nevada freeway. his hair had grown out since he'd come home from top gun, bangs curling into his eyes and sticking up in all ways after he pushes his glasses up.

"babe, pass me the camcorder and take a look in the glove box." tom said, putting the hummer in park. he would have turned the engine off to save gas, but who knew if traffic would pick up again and he'd have to drive off the freeway?

after heather passed him the small metal camera, he popped it open, discreetly recording as she opened the glove box. her sunglasses held her long, brunette hair back like a headband as she rooted around the compartment.

"behind the service weapon, sweetheart. it's a small pink box."

"found it." she hummed, her manicured fingers clutching the small cardboard box. (tom had been insistent that she go get her nails done with slider's girlfriend maria before they left nellis, but she had no idea why).

she pulled the lid off the box, a gasp getting caught in her throat when she saw the stunning sterling silver ring, and the large blue stone in the middle, framed by diamonds.

"this is your grandmother's ring."

tom's parents were polish immigrants. when his parents left poland with nothing, they brought his father's mother with them (his mother's parents would follow later). angela kazanzky was classically trained ballerina with the warsaw ballet corps, but had left poland with almost nothing after her husband was killed. all she brought with her was a suitcase of clothes, and that sapphire engagement ring.

"heather, the time i spent at top gun taught me a lot of things. how to be a better man, a better soldier and a better pilot. but it also taught me that i hate being away from you. i hate waking up at the crack of dawn and you aren't there next to me." tom began, reaching for heather's hand. she turned to look at him, eyes wide and hands shaky as the gravity what this was set in. "i hate coming home at the end of the day to an empty dorm without you there. yeah, i love the guys, and i love this job. but none of that holds a candle to the way that i love you, heather anne schneider. i was going to wait until we actually got to vegas to do this, but now's as good a time as any."

he smiled nervously, a shock of giddy, pure love shooting through her veins when she looked at him, an equally wide smile breaking out across her face.

"heather, will you marry me?"

"yes! yes, tom, of course i'm gonna marry you. is this what that house talk was all about? yes, of course i'll do it!"

"thank you." tom exhaled, speaking so softly that she almost didn't hear it. he extended his open palm, waiting for her to press the ring into his palm. she was a giggling mess, trying to hold her hand steady while tom slid the cold metal band onto her ring finger. "i'm so in love with you, and i hope we stay this happy forever."

god, she loved that man.

"i love you more, lieutenant."

stretching as far as her seatbelt would allow, heather leaned over the hummer's center console, kissing her fiancé with an intensity that was out of place on the freeway. she couldn't stop staring at the rock on her finger, and thinking about the promise that it represented.

they were forehead to forehead, full of giddy smiles, the camcorder resting on tom's lap still recording as the pickup truck behind them began to honk.

traffic was flowing normally, and they hadn't even noticed.

they broke apart, laughing as they stowed away the camcorder and the now-empty ring box. tom put the car in drive, throwing his middle finger up at the driver behind them.

they were both still smiling, daydreaming about what their new life together would bring them. heather reached for the radio, turning up the volume as they began to play INXS' 'never tear us apart'.

tom smiled fondly, looking over at her as she began to sing.

"this is going to be our wedding song." she smiled to herself.

the following year, they would get married in monterrey, and they would have their first dance to that same song, heather in a simple white dress, and tom in his navy dress whites. and two years after that, they would welcome their first of three children.

and when mitchell kazansky got married? he used that same sapphire ring to propose to his now-wife amelia.

TAGS:

@magnummagnussen @libraryofloveletters @sidcrosbyspuck @diorleclerc @lorarri @cartierre @userlando @thatsdemko

[celinin-archive]

Celestino Vietti and Marco Bezzecchi interviewed by Moto.it (13.11.2020)

translation under the cut, my comments are in between []

Prefacing all of this with: the video actually starts with a (cringe) comedic sketch that i have not translated. The proper interview starts at 0:46 

I1: Hi guys, when you where younger who was your favourite rider? 

Cele: Valentino Rossi 

Bez: Valentino Rossi 

I1: and today? 

Bez: Valentino Rossi 

Cele: Valentino Rossi 

I2: What would you say to the Marco and Celestino from the past? 

Cele: don’t- don’t get too discouraged when things don’t go well, if you believe in it a bit more you can also do a bit better 

Bez: use your brain more and try reflecting a bit more 

I2: what got you angry? 

I1: i can’t see you anymore 

Cele: eh, it’s because here the weather it’s a bit bad and internet doesn’t work very well 

Bez (speaking to somebody else): Lindo, can you please get into the truck? Because they can’t see us anymore and here everything is frozen 

Lindo: fuck 

Bez: we hear them super laggy  

Cele: like on CoD 

Lindo: I’m coming I’m coming 

Bez: oh i have a sandwich with mortadella here 

Bez: noo, today it’s with the salami... i thought it was mortadella 

Bez: what if I get sick in the corners? 

Cele: eh, as long as you keep eating shit! 

Cele: think about if they are seeing everything 

Bez: [laughs] 

I2: what’s the thing that got you angrier on track? 

Cele: the contact that made me fall in the fourth corner in Misano 

Bez: when I fell in Aragon two laps from the end of the race 

I1: a flaw a rider mustn’t have on track? 

Cele: being slow 

Bez: true 

I2: and a trait that a rider must have? 

Bez: being fast 

Cele: being clear-headed in every situation 

I1: Marco, tell us one of Celestino’s flaws 

Bez: he’s very prickly  

I2: and Celestino, one of Marco’s 

Cele: eh, I don’t know 

Bez: come on, there will be at least one you know of, Dio bo’ 

Cele: eh, maybe sometimes when he gets angry, he does so in a bit of an excessive manner, but then he calms down so 

Bez: [laughs] 

I1: eh... are you in a relationship? 

Marco: I am 

Cele: not together, not together 

Bez: [laughs] 

I2: who’s the most handsome? Bez 

I2: who’s the funnier one? Bez 

I2: who cooks better? Cele 

I2: who’s better with girls? Bez 

I2: who’s had more relationships? Cele 

I2: who’s the most famous? Both 

I2: who’s the most talented? [the word used here also means endowed (in the *ehm ehm* nether regions). I sincerely doubt that’s the meaning the interviewer wanted to use, but that’s very much what comes across. If you were wondering why everybody is giggling.] Bez 

I2: who makes Valentino angrier? Cele 

I2: who will win the MotoGP Championship? Both 

I2: who do girls like more? [at first impact] Both 

I2: who’s the most sensitive? Cele 

I2: who’s more of an asshole out of you two? Bez 

I2: who’s better at popping the bottle open on the podium? Cele 

I2: maybe without breaking a hand 

I1: Now we ask you about Valentino Rossi. So, in how many classes did he win the world Championship? 3, 4 or 15? 

Cele: four 

I1: 1-0 for Celestino 

I1: When does he win his third Championship in the premier class? 20th of October 2003, 21st of October 2003, 25th of December 2003 

Cele: uh.... 21st? of October 2003 

Bez: I’ll say 20th of October then 

I2: it’s the 20th 

I1: on which bike did Valentino Rossi won the 125cc Championship? Aprilia, Garelli, Suzuki 

Cele&Bez: Aprilia 

I1: on which bike did Valentino Rossi won his first championship in the premier class? Honda, Aprilia, Kawasaki 

Cele&Bez: Honda 

I1: how old was he when he won his last GP in Assen? 38 years and 129 days, 38 years and 131 days, 37 years and 341 days 

Bez: wait, don’t answer 

Cele: no, it’s the last GP in Assen, when he cut the last chicane with Marquez 

Bez: 2015, so five years ago, thirty... 

Cele: I say 37 

Bez: 37 and something, we don’t remember the days 

I1: wrong, it was 38 years and 129 days 

I1: what time lap did Vale do to end up in the podium on the 3rd of June 2007? 2,01.695- 

Bez: wait, but where? 

I1: on the 3rd of ju- eh, now you want to know too much, on the 3rd of June 2007 

Cele: how is it too much?  

Bez: I mean- 

I1: direction, do we know about which track this question is? Thanks 

I1: big panic here... Mugello, wet race 

I: 2.01.695, 2.01.696, 25.14.000 

Cele: well, what are the first two options? 

Bez: two minutes and 695 and two minutes and 696 there’s a difference of a thousand of a second 

Cele: Orco diaz 

Bez: come on, I'll say 696, just to try it 

Cele: ok, then i say 695 

I1: Celestino won it! 

I1: Marco has to do penace 

I2: right 

I1: Celestino will decide what you’ll have to do. You can decide between singing Maracaibo, do a Valentino Rossi impression or answering an awkward question 

Cele: I choose the awkward question 

Bez: if it’s too awkward I’ll sing Maracaibo instead 

I2: what’s the weirdest place where you had sex? 

Bez: i don’t know, at the cinema 

Cele: oh, at the cinema [he says it with a mocking tone] 

Cele: you’re crazy 

Bez: I’m crazy 

I1: thank you guys 

Cele&Bez: bye 

[xfilesfanficexchange]

NEW FANFICTION EXCHANGE ANNOUNCEMENTS!

We're waiting on the final One Bed fics to come in, but in the meantime, I wanted to make sure to get the exchange sign ups out for those ready for more!

In typical exchanges, there are certain things participants are discouraged from asking for. In particular: triggering content, ships other than MSR, and non-XF related content.

I realize these limitations can be annoying to individuals who enjoy this content, and I never want to exclude anyone from participating. So for the October/November exchanges, we will be focusing on THREE themes that allow the aforementioned tropes that are usually banned.

I would like to announce the following new exchanges (details on each to follow)! 

The Darkfic Exchange (October 29th)

The Stella/Scully Exchange (November 5th)

The Slash Exchange (November 19th)

I know three might seem like a lot, but I presume people might not be as interested in doing all three of these since they're a bit niche theme-wise (but more power to you if you do). Also, unlike the other multiple-theme exchange announcements, these events will be on different dates

1) THE DARKFIC EXCHANGE

In most exchanges, any content that might be triggering is discouraged. However, I understand that exploring dark topics (writing or reading) can be very cathartic and I think it's a valuable tool for exploration. So for this exchange, think of any topics you've wanted to ask for, but second-guessed or thought it was "too dark." This is the time!

There are definitely different "shades" of darkfic, here are some examples: Character death, assault, torture, self-harm, infidelity, miscarriage, /other, breakup, sick fic, suicide, etc. Maybe there's a happy ending, maybe there's not -- it's up to you!

Before anyone judges and says "Why would anyone want to write/read ________," please understand this can be very therapeutic for individuals. At the end of the day, using these characters in fic can help us interpret our own lives.

With that being said, I still want to be sensitive to the fact these topics are triggering. Maybe you want to sign up and ask for X, but the thought of writing Y is very uncomfortable for you. Just let me know privately and I will ensure you don't get a prompt that is triggering.

I will also be sending the authors some information regarding writing triggering content in the welcome email. In regards to the community, on the exchange day everything will be posted with #XFDarkFic2022 and you can mute the tag to avoid any posts.

Details Darkfic Exchange

Sign Up Ends: Sunday, September 25th 11:59pm CST

Exchange Date: October 29th

This is a five(ish) week writing period.

Word Minimum: 2k 

Link Here!

2) THE STELLA/SCULLY EXCHANGE 

I knew I was going to have a slash exchange, and I know Stella/Scully is a very popular slash pairing but that some people might only want to write for TXF. As a result, I figured the S/S could have an exchange all their own!

I admittedly do not know much about this pairing, nor if the authors of the community are familiar with/have participated in exchanges before -- but please know that you are welcome here!

As the title suggest, this exchange is dedicated to all things Stella and Scully! I apologize that I don't know much about the conventions of the genre to add anything else, but I'm excited to see what y'all come up with!

Details Stella/Scully Exchange

Sign Up Ends: Sunday, September 25th 11:59pm CST

Exchange Date: November 5thThis is a six(ish) week writing period

Word Minimum: 2k

The manip of Stella and Scully came from dawnofthewench on tumblr!

Link Here!

3) THE SLASH EXCHANGE 

In the past, people have expressed apprehension about getting a slash prompt that they didn't feel comfortable writing. It became a trend that if someone got a slash prompt, they'd drop out. As a result, usually I ask for MSR or gen only

NOT THIS TIME, BABY - HEAR ME LOUD AND QUEER, NOVEMBER 19TH WILL BE GAY. Mulder and Krycek, Scully and Reyes, Mulder and Skinner, Scully and Marita, Scully and Diana, Mulder and Flukeman -- is it queer? Then it's perfect.

I, Nicole, the admin, am obviously queer. This often (has put/)puts individuals in an awkward position of fearing they might come across as homophobic if they don't want to write a queer ship. I completely understand that is not the case.

Maybe you LOVE Mulder/Krycek but have no idea what you'd do if you had to write a WLW ship or vice versa. I understand that is a valid concern. In the sign up sheet, I have an area where you can mark if there's a certain type of ship you'd prefer not writing. Just lemme know.

Details Slash Exchange

Sign Up Ends: Sunday, September 15th 11:59PM CST

Exchange Date: November 19th

This is a two(ish) month writing period.

Word Minimum: 2k 

Link Here!

GENERAL 

I am so excited to see what everyone comes up with! Again, these are three independent exchanges with nothing to do with one another. You can sign up for one, all three, none, whatever you feel like.

If you've never signed up before and/or are uncertain of the rules, I would advise that you read chapter one of this fic!  If you have any questions, please don't hesitate to contact me!

Just some misc things about signing up:

- If you're not comfortable putting your address on this document, no problem. You just need to ensure that I have it.

- Some people have issues accessing the sign-up sheet on their phones. If you're having problems, I suggest trying it on your desktop. If nothing seems to be working, then just send me your info and I'll put it on the sheet.

- I know it can be tricky to think of prompts, and I totally don't mind at all if you have TBD in place of the prompt for a while, but please try to put something in there when you can -- even if you change your mind later. I just ask this because sometimes people are hesitant to sign up if they don't know what the prompts are. Again, please feel free to put TBD so that your info is confirmed and you're joined, just add the prompt when you think of it!

Thank you for reading the thread! If you've made it here and are just ready to sign up, here are all the links in one place! 

Darkfic

Stella/Scully

Slash

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Seungjin drabble (slowtober challenger)

hii im doing a thing called slowtober (made by @/oeildesaturne on instagram, french speaking folks check it out!! although be aware of tw mental health and eds talks) and i’m posting on twitter a seungjin au per word

I’m late in the updating on tumblr but for the eight days (october 22nd - 25th) The word is "ritual"!

I went with an inaccurately historical au, European (France) 17th century Seungmin is a "witch" like they used to call them and Hyunjin is an apothecary/pharmacist

As a personal tmi I really ADOOORE this period of time and if i get to write this au, it'll be inaccurate for several reasons but I did spend a lot of my free time when i was young reading about it and learning about it sooo! This was so fun

Tw: period related homophobia (implied)

AND if you enjoyed this challenge who is now over you can vote on this form for your favorite that I’ll be writing into a full fic on ao3! (“soumettre” is “submit” btw)

if you want to check all the drabbles you can go here

The clock on top of the front door ticks in a familiar motion. Hyunjin does not bother looking at it, silently counting the sounds in his head and when he finally reaches sixty, the door opens. 

He has to stop himself from smiling too brightly. Seungmin is a very predictable person, Hyunjin means it in the most positive way, and with time he had learned with enthusiasm to understand all of Seungmin's rituals. He is not sure if the latter has noticed that. 

"Good evening," Seungmin's voice whispers. 

The shop is empty. It is a late Thursday night and no apothecary should be open at that time, except Hyunjin's definitely not a simple apothecary. 

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything." 

Hyunjin swallows back the fact that he has been waiting for him all night long. He just shakes his head, "of course not." 

The nobleman seems relieved. The lights in the shop are dim, it would be best for both of them if no policemen starts wondering about the shop activities on the side. He knows very well that Seungmin is also a very careful man and would have made sure to come here in a discreet manner, like most of Hyunjin's clients he has as much to lose as he does. Maybe worse. Seungmin puts his hat and coat on the coat hanger near the door. He watches the way he carefully folds the coat, in an inexplicable yet seemingly very important way, because he does it like that all the time. A man of ritual, Hyunjin thinks.

Hyunjin does not need to tell him anything because he knows his way around and they are both comfortable enough by now. After all they both know each other deepest and most dangerous secret. Sometimes Hyunjin can't help but wonder if Seungmin might keep another kind of secret. Sometimes with the way his eyes linger on Hyunjin when he believes he is not seeing him, or when their fingers brush and his cheeks are colored in a pink tint… sure sometimes Hyunjin lets himself think about it. 

“Full moon’s ritual?” Hyunjin asks him, when Seungmin is ready to listen to him, even if once again, he knows that the answer is yes. Seungmin’s practice seems to be mostly oriented toward the moon and its phases so Hyunjin carefully checks it every night. 

“Yes,” Seungmin answers, “and some other things I need. I got a bunch of my, uh, clients asking for my help.” 

He slides a piece of paper on the counter. Hyunjin carefully looks at it. Seungmin’s handwriting is neat and precise. He describes exactly the quantity of each plant and other ingredients he needs. Seungmin was actually the only person Hyunjin has ever met who had more knowledge than himself on the subject. Maybe because Seungmin comes from a higher line, richer and more powerful, he has access to information way before Hyunjin could, receiving books and reports from overseas expeditions, places Hyunjin barely manages to imagine in his own mind. He is not sure why Seungmin still comes to him, in his little shop, in a part of the city which probably takes him a while to go to, and risks being caught. Or maybe he does not let his mind wander in the reasons. 

Hyunjin has already prepared everything for Seungmin, he just needs to take a few other things in his cupboards. Seungmin waits for him patiently, looking around in the shelves to keep himself busy. 

He still remembers the first night Seungmin came to the apothecary. Hyunjin's side practice is not known by many so Seungmin must have been close to one of his most important clients to be there, as there is no way to randomly find about it, Hyunjin always makes sure of it. Seungmin was very shy, and embarrassed, like he was not sure why he had come here at first, or maybe like he was not sure if it was safe enough. Their first talks were mostly in codes, making sure that both of them were on the same page. Hyunjin never ever judges his clients. He has seen it all, and he does not care what they will do with what he gives them. He is far from stupid, he knows the amount of poison murders that has been happening in the high classes and he probably knows he has played a part in those killings, some would say. He sleeps better at night, not asking any questions, only handing the ingredients. What they do with that is far from his worries, once they have closed the door of his practice and he is counting the money. People might die. He gotta live. 

Seungmin seemed different. The shyness first of all had nothing to do with most women or men discretion. None of them were really shy. They were commanding, arrogant, haughty, but they knew what they were to lose if they got caught. Seungmin spoke softly, handed him a carefully folded piece of paper, a very beautiful paper Hyunjin had noticed, and the ingredients written on it had nothing to do with the usual... preparations he has been asked to make. Another thing Hyunjin had noticed immediately was how cute and pretty Seungmin was, he kept that to himself. 

Slowly but surely Seungmin warmed up to him, because Hyunjin always made sure to make Seungmin comfortable and it was obvious that it made the latter happier a bit more every time. More and more Seungmin would smile genuinely at him, dare to look him in the eye, linger a bit longer in the shop when it was not necessary, brush their hands whenever he had to grab for what Hyunjin was giving, explain to him why he would buy this and that, or make a compliment. More and more Hyunjin would stay awake at night thinking about him, making sure to remember all the rituals he was following, in his own practice or in his life. 

Hyunjin looked forward every time he knew Seungmin would cross the back door of the shop. 

“Here,” Hyunjin tells him when he is done measuring everything Seungmin needs. 

He makes sure to let his hand linger near the package and Seungmin does exactly what he expected and his fingers brush the back of his hand. He is happy with the small touch. 

“I have something for you too,” Seungmin says. 

“You do?” 

Seungmin takes something out of his pocket, “one of my own clients offered me this, you might have heard about it… chocolate powder.” 

This time Hyunjin can not hide his surprise, “I’ve heard but…” 

Seungmin has a shy smile, “it’s good, and you can make it sweeter.” 

“I thought only the people of court had access to it,” Hyunjin comments, staring at the powder like it would have been a magic one, “I did not realize those were your clients.”

Seungmin puts a finger over his lips, “I have a few secrets I might tell you one day.” 

Hyunjin stays quiet, when Seungmin winks at him, he giggles. Seungmin puts his own package in his pocket before going back to his coat and hat.

“Good night, Hyunjin,” he whispers softly. 

Before Hyunjin can answer anything, the man is gone. Hyunjin gasps for air, his heart beating faster in his chest, and his cheeks burning red.

[eternal-nyx]

1 MONTH ON T

 10/25/2023-11/21/2023

Days 29 - 56

Today is day 29 of my HRT diary! Holy shit! As of writing this, I have just taken my 5th injection.  Let's throw together a quick little list of the changes we've seen during month 1. 

Day 29

October 25th 2023

Hygiene: 

Looking into buying a new deodorant. Mine is slowly stopping working and I need to use so much more of it. My feet stink! I don't even wear socks or shoes. I never leave my house!!!!! This is wild. My body odor in my underarms is very much locker room stank, and my under-breasts smell like old taco bell. The amount of showers....JFC, 

NSFW: 

One inch of growth in the first month. Not mad about that at all. This thing is a plump little monster let me tell you. I get random erections, like a teenage boy. Sitting in the car? Erection that tingles and itches. Eating pizza with my family? Erection that makes me have to shift my weight, but I can't escape it! Crying over my broken bong? Yup. Erection there too. Fuck you, tick tack dick. 

I own an entire box of toys. I have a very healthy sex life and a partner who is more than willing to assist. But no matter what I try, it doesn’t STOP. And it’s not emotional its physical. I can FEEL this…..tingling? Fullness? I expected sensitive, and I expected wanting to have sex more. But being PHYSICALLY aroused more when I just wanna take a nap? Or watch tv?

Peeing is weird. I was just sitting on the toilet, peeing like one does, and I COUGHED. And my pee YEETED onto the wall instead of going in the toilet. Like....henh? The urethra in the AFAB anatomy isn't anywhere near the clit. The fuck is happening? Well. Whatever, guess this is life now. 

If my boobs don't stop feeling bruised soon I STG I might just cut them off myself. Holy fuck. Ow. 

Appetite: 

Early on I had some increased appetite that I actually benefitted from a lot. It helped me combat my ARFID ED, and was a welcome change. Though, now it's starting to taper out as nausea and PMS symptoms kick in. Hoping it comes back as my cycles hopefully cease.

Body Hair: 

Acne in places I never thought I would get it but here we are. Ass acne? Breast Acne? Thigh? Sure. I have Hidradenitis suppurativa (HS), also called acne inversus, I'm used to that shit. But my NECK?! MY SCALP? MY FUCKIN ELBOW?! The hell?! 

Vocal:

Yeaaaaaaaaaa we dropped ya'll. I'm a raspy, cracky, little bitch but OH I am loving it. I can't wait to see where it settles. 

Here are some things I wrote during earlier weeks about vocal changes:

October 18th 2023 

Night 21-Morning of Day 22

Overnight my voice really started to drop into a raspiness. It's like the beginnings of Laryngitis but instead of squeaking I'm rasping. That said, the rasping feels soothing on those sore areas of my throat. Using my voice in this comfortable range seems to help progress it without hurting it. 

October 13th 2023

Day 17 

Talking voice has begun to crack

October 16th 2023

Day 20

I think my voice just DROPPED

My throat hit an all time sore today. 

I was rubbing it and gargling numbing medicine and water. I'd taken the max dosage allowed for OTC ibuprofen and Tylenol every 6 hours on the DOT. I even took an extra of my fibromyalgia pain management medication. I had trouble eating, vaping (nicotine), smoking (medical weed), and also literally had chose my food based on what would help my throat or at least not hurt it further. I even spent parts of the day silent and nonverbal to try to sooth it and let it rest. 

However, I found that to be counter productive. I realized that using my voice in a comfortable chest voice range helped to sooth some of the tenderness. So I sung some poor man's poison and some seether. Then I went back to not talking again. It just HURT all morning. It's even affected my sleep. The throat pain bothers me more than the clit sensitivity. 

Just now, before typing this, the pain started to subside and all of a sudden my voice is like gravely and feels like I'm talking from my breastbone and not my throat. 

October 17th 2023

Day 21

The sore throat is less intense and no where near as constant. It comes and goes and so does my voice. Sometimes its normal, sometimes raspy.

Body General:

My mother noticed a change in my face shape during a video call. She said I look more like my father. 

I've noticed a change in my over all torso shape, however I'm not sure if it's due to weight loss, as I've lost 20 lbs, or the T redistributing things. Could be both I suppose. 

Menstruation:

I took pregnancy tests every single day I was late to be safe. All remained negative

After being intimate with my partner this morning, she informed me there was blood. I went to inspect, and sure enough, my flow started. My cramps are intermittent but normal for me in the moderate to severe range. So far the actual flow is light. Continuing to monitor changes. 

Misc:

Shaved off my face a few weeks back to monitor the new growth more accurately. Starting to feel itchy stubble on the chin. Here we go. 

Moody AF. Might talk about increasing my Cymbalta dosage actually. It's kind of intense.

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JULY!!!!!

hello everyone, lads and lasses, i hope you are all well and happy! buckle up because this post is going to be long for i want to put down as many details as i can - i'll just go straight to the point that i'm uncharacteristically on time for this July post because i just can't wait to relay the news!

here we go, the main highlight of this month is that i can finally confide in you guys for what is the true nature of my project because it went super duper well! and if you follow me on instagram or twitter, yes: i got accepted to Dentistry UI's Orthodontic Residency program ✨

look at that. i still can't believe it says i got in. still feels like a fever dream, but it's real 🥺

so July has been such a tremendous emotional rollercoaster for me... well honestly the past year has been one. i prepared for the SIMAK UI exam since October 2022 because there were just so many things to take care of, not to mention actually studying for the exam(s). yep, there were different exam steps and each has a challenge of its own. before i explain them and the timeline, i just want to put a disclaimer that orthodontic residency is one of the hardest to get into and i went in with complete surrender of how the result will turn out. there were 19 candidates and only 11 are accepted.

there were eight different exams: TPA (some sort of academic potential test), GMAT English test, MMPI (and i quote from Google: "The Minnesota Multiphasic Personality Inventory is the most common psychometric test devised to assess personality traits and psychopathology."), orthodontic theory computer based test, orthodontic theory essay, English essay, orthodontic wire bending practical exam, and the last being an interview with the professors of the department.

if the amount of tests already made you cower, then the dates and intervals of when the exams were held will tip you over the edge: all eight exams are done in just the span of four days! i remember checking out the schedule and got a headache immediately because i was so worried of the time constraint. and the way that there's an exam day where i had four exams done... i literally ate next to nothing and got a bit sick afterwards (sorry, a force of habit with so much stress lol)

so many went in as an effort to put my best out there, and it wasn't easy. to get into residency programs it's a well known public secret that you need to have an insider or a recommendation letter from higher-ups, and really... i have none. i remember my mum saying that all i have is Allah's help. as anyone who know me may guess, i did everything i could (obviously) 😂

for the orthodontic theory exams i had to read two thick textbooks that took me two months to finish, because it was just too much of new information i need considerable amount of time to understand the theories. there was no guideline on what to expect or what kind of question will appear on the exams, so i just blindly read everything and try to make a sense out of it. i think 6 months before the exam week every day was just me reading anything orthodontics related, revising them, working on sample exam questions i have from my previous clinical years, and practicing wire bending (it got me bruised fingers for weeks) i think for this time i can say i'm very proud of myself for being able to push through despite many hindrances, for getting in on my first shot because as i stated earlier many ortho residents had to try twice or even thrice until they're accepted.

the exam week went from July 2nd to July 6th, i think i was a zombie during this time because i couldn't eat well at all and my brain just programmed my body to react as best as i could to everything that transpired in those five days 😭 the announcement was on July 25th and i was on a clinic shift where i had a patient one hour before announcement time and it felt like i was downright insane counting down to the moment i refresh the website... i remember jumping up and down as i see congratulations written 🥺 on July 26th there was a meeting for all residents and i finally got to meet my 10 'classmates'! to be frank i'm so nervous of what's to come but as always, i'll meet it when it does. class will start around late August/early September, so wish me luck for the next three years of residency!

second highlight is my East Sumba trip!!! as usual it was my dad's office trip again for the nth time and i thoroughly enjoyed it as it was five days after i was done with SIMAK UI's exam week! the trip lasted for six days (2 days of journey to and from included) and let me tell you: Sumba. is. so. beautiful. i ran out of objectives, all i could do while exploring just a small portion of Sumba is praise Allah's name because what else would i do? nothing manmade will ever replicate or even come close to the omnipotent presence of nature. i went to Wairinding Hills (it's a hit tourist spot that showcases Sumba's unique terrain, the sunset view is one of a kind), Tanggedu Waterfall (super blue, cold waters here i could spent hours just submerging my feet in it, the view is also great), Walakiri Beach (the special part about beaches in East Sumba is that it has mangrove trees as a way of land protection and during sunset, it gave the impression of the sea mirroring the tree and the people, so yeah top notch photo spot) and of course seafood culinary trip! being near the sea in every direction it gives access to fresh water creatures and the cuisines are heavenly. i thoroughly enjoyed my time here 🥺

from this East Sumba trip i finally decided i'd rather go exploring Indonesia's hidden gem islands rather than going abroad, and i'm not saying this to make a jab to other countries really, it's just i can't believe there are still so many undiscovered untouched ethereal parts of nature in my own country and it's so close to home! i feel like it's a top priority in my bucket list to see them at least once in my life. the only disheartening thing is how the government seems to not care even an ounce about these places. i wish they would notice and make sure the locals can actually benefit from these full of potential tourist spots. also really sad to see most of the tourists here are foreigners because of how expensive domestic flight tickets are to these secluded islands. i sincerely hope for a better plan for these issues...

i know i'm jumping a bit on the timeline here but back again to July 29th i got to see a longtime friend, Nurul! our fathers work at Bank Indonesia and we met while we were in junior high school on a BI event. and i love the fact that even a small inconsequential occurrence turned out into a friendship that stays strong through the years 🥺 we had lunch and watched Oppenheimer together!

then at last July 30th i went to an orphanage that my parents are patrons of, and held a lil celebration of me becoming an orthodontic resident and my sister graduating. it was fun seeing all the kids i've first met back in 2018 as i was starting my clinical years to be a dentist and they are a major part of my journey from becoming a dentist to now a resident. we had lunch and i gave mini dental health education and free dental health checkup - it was hilarious how the boys were more embarrassed than the girls about doing the latter!

that's it for July. oh how time flies :) it's always a mind acrobat looking back and, though it hasn't settled fully yet, knowing how far i've come... i've said this 348573495 times but really, it's an amazing feeling to see things i didn't understand back then are now starting to come back to me in full circle. especially how now i understand never giving up and conceding decisively go hand in hand. life will reveal its secrets and why things go the way they are, all in good time.

dear friends, be patient, do good and be good 😉 good things come to those who wait - they're coming our way. see you in next post!

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Performing on September 10th!

Evening

Wa~~~~~~

Yesterday was fun~~~~~~

🥹❤️‍🔥

Thank you very much for your lots of words😌🍀

Thanks to that I have energy today too! Super energetic!

How is everyone's body doing~?

The video taken from yesterdays live, Its a video shot a bit in the sleeves, Where I looked,

Wasn't everyone shouting towards the stage, Theefore, With the video shot from stage, the cheers are super super super, amazingggg!

Honestly, the sound is totally different in the pulled footage!

Therefore everyone in the audience, I don't know how it sounds but,

This cheering, we can only hear what's on stage……

After it was over I was really shaking🥹❤️‍🔥

As Morning Musume, Its a moment I really love

For this years fest plans, I'll be waiting, at Inazuma Rock Fest on October 9th,

Excitinggg🏅

Speaking of festivals, We got to perform last year at,

"COUNTDOWN JAPAN 22/23"

This live video is,

Releasing with the new album on August 30th, 🏅Morning Musume Best Selection ~The 25th Anniversary~

Only in the first press limited edition,

its recorded on Blu-ray!!!!!!

It has thatttttt!!!!!! The video of our first performance at COUNTDOWN JAPAN! I definitely want you to watch it!

With Morning Musume and Fests, we're often first thing in the morning, This year for the first time it was during the day time,

Appearing in the evening, While bathing in the outdoor lights of the live, It was really like…how nice,

I watched YOASOBI-san It was wonderful……

Nah but the blue sky also felt good~~~~🤤🍀

Its not a fest but has the meaning of a fest, On September 9th and 10th, Hello! Project 25th Anniversary Live,

"ALL FOR ONE & ONE FOR ALL!"

Somehow, somehow, somehow, At the 2:00PM performance,

With Nakazawa Yuko-san as the MC, Taiyou and Ciscomoon-san, (Shinoda Miho-san, Inaba Atsuko-san, Kominato Miwa-san) Tsuji Nozomi-san,

Additional performers have been announced🤩🤩🤩

Uwa-----i!!!

I can meet with everyone I love!!!

I want to meet with them soon, It'd be nice to have rehearsals together--!

Thank you very much for your support with this as well🍀

The tickets go on general sale on August 19th Don't miss it

see you ayumin<3

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[13] A weekend in New York (Seb's POV)

-> Heartbeats 💕 Masterlist

The chapter shows the events of the weekend from Sebastian's POV. That's why it starts on Friday - two days before Christina posted the photo on Instagram.

Friday, November 25th 2022 – New York Sebastian arrived at JFK Airport in the evening. He had to shoot two more scenes today, before leaving to his hometown for a photo shoot and some press stuff for his movie „Sharper". This should have been released in October but was postponed to the beginning of December because of delays in post-production.

He was excited for both of his appointments although his insecurity made him a little anxious while thinking about the photo shoot. For a moment he had thought about asking y/n to come to New York with him but he decided that this would have been weird.

Rushing their relationship would be wrong and could ruin it - but he enjoyed every second with her and he knew that she would made him feel comfortable during the photo shoot.

But now he had to go through this alone.

Speaking of y/n: he thought about meeting Christina this weekend to ask her a few things about y/n. He didn't want to ruin things with her so asking for some advises would be great.

Sitting in a cap on his way from the airport to his apartment he grabbed his phone and texted Christina:

Sebastian Hi Chrissy, I'm in NYC this weekend. Wanna hang out tomorrow evening?

Christina Hi Seb. Haven't heard from you in a while. Hope you are good. Of course I would like to hang out with you. Come over to New Brunswick and we can enter the bar again, where we used to get drunk as teenagers.

Sebastian Sounds good. I'll be around at 8:00 pm tomorrow right after my photo shoot.

Christina Okay. Can't wait to see you, Seb!

Sebastian Can't wait, too, Chrissy.

He was kind of nervous, because he didn't know how much y/n had shared with her friend so far. Maybe he could go full spy mode and get to know if she liked him the same way he liked her.

He felt the tension between them and she was all cuddly last weekend, but that didn't mean that she had fallen for him. Maybe she was this cuddly with all of her male friends.

On the other hand she agreed to go a date with him next weekend. Their first official date. He needed it to be perfect and he can't wait for cuddling with her while watching one of his favorite movies - again.

Maybe he would even be brave enough to kiss her. He couldn't nearly keep himself from doing that on Tuesday morning. It felt like it was the right thing to do but he didn't want to scare her.

Another thing he needs to ask Christina was about the pace of their relationship. He wanted to do it right. Not too fast and not too slow. He was so scared of losing her again.

That woman amazed him on their first meeting and he couldn't be happier when he heard that y/n was part of the hair and make-up crew for Cap4. He even convinced Anthony to write an E-Mail to Bryan that he (Anthony) wished to work with y/n in that movie. That's why Bryan and Jennifer gave y/n the responsibility for the men and Susan for the women.

She was only in his life for two weeks (we're not counting the first meeting a few months ago now) but he couldn't imagine living without her. She made him laugh and feel happy again. After all the pain he had been through because of the fake PR relationship with that Spanish model and a crazy fake break-up thing with the other actress, he was even more anxious as he was before.

But every moment he was with y/n it felt like his anxiety was gone. Like she was the medicine. The way that little crinkles appear on her mouth and next to her beautiful green eyes when she smiles, made him feel butterflies in his stomach. Every fucking time.

"You can't ruin that, Sebastian! Don't be an idiot. Finding someone like her is hard." he thought.

That's why he needed some advises from Christina and was happy that she agreed to meet him on Saturday.

Things were a bit complicated between them in the last year of university. That's why he was more than surprised when she asked him to come to her birthday party. He rescheduled everything to be there. To maybe talk to her about everything that had happened. But there were too many people on her party that evening. And he was with Mackie. And y/n.

Maybe they had a chance to talk about that tomorrow as well.

The cap stopped in front of his apartment complex in Soho, he grabbed his bag, paid the driver and left the car. When he was gone for a longer time some of his friends were living in his apartment a few days a week to be sure that everything is okay. Since his address was leaked a few years ago he found more paparazzi and fans waiting in front of his home than he liked to. He was always grateful for his amazing fans but his home should have been his safe place. Where he can be as rare and vulnerable as he wanted to be without being scared someone would see him crying on the fire escape.

He entered his apartment and put his backpack on the counter of the kitchen that was right next to the entrance. It wasn't a big kitchen but enough for him as he was not even able to cook properly. Thanks to the american food culture and he living in a huge city as NYC he was able to find food everywhere. Even when he was on a diet for a specific role.

His apartment was a maisonette that means he had stairs that lead to another level within his apartment. The second level above wasn't huge as it only contained his bedroom. He knew that he would probably need a different apartment when he will be married someday, planning to start a family. He was 40 years old and still single. That's why his mum was always complaining that she would never have grandchildren. But he just hadn't found the right woman yet.

The long day of shooting and the 2,5 h flight from Atlanta to New York exhausted him, so he decided to fall straight into his bed.

~~~

Saturday, November 26th 2022 – New York The next morning he woke up (without an alarm) at around 6:30 am, jumped out of bed and made himself a coffee. He texted his personal trainer Don Saladino if he had time to workout with him and to his surprise Don answered immediately that Seb could come around to his house. Don had not only his own home-gym, he had a whole building (called 'The barn') next to his actual house where he can train. That place was awesome.

So Sebastian got a rental car (as he was living right in the center of NYC without a parking slot or garage he didn't have his own car) to drive to Don's house which was a bit outside of NYC.

They had an amazing and sweaty workout session and sat down in Don's living room to talk about everything for over an hour afterwards. Don wasn't only his personal trainer - he became his friend over the last years.

The photo shoot was scheduled for 4:00 pm in an office in Lower Manhattan so he was able to go there by walking - which was a relief. New York traffic was horror.

He said Goodbye to Don and his family and made his way back to his apartment. He arrived at 1:30 pm so it was lunch time. As he didn't want to be bloated during the shooting he decided to get a light salad in a 'salad bar' (yes there are restaurants in NYC that only sell salads!) right down the street. He ate his salad at home and as he saw that there were bell peppers in his salad he felt the urge to text y/n.

Sebastian Ate bell peppers today. Totally didn't taste what color they were. Hope you have a wonderful weekend. Heading out to my photo shoot in an hour. I am excited!

Y/N I am pretty sure you will do amazing during the photo shoot. Have a good weekend in my favorite city. I miss it.

Sebastian I am pretty sure NYC misses you to. So do I. (Message deleted)

He sighed and threw his phone in his backpack. It was time to go to the photo shoot and he didn't want to think about y/n too much as he was scared of losing his focus while shooting. It was his job and he wanted to be good at it. On his way to the loft office he decided to buy a coffee at a Starbucks nearby. He was known as a 'coffee addict' as he was having a cup of coffee with him most of the time - no matter if it was in the morning or in the evening.

The shooting went well - he felt more comfortable than he expected and some of photos even in his eyes were pretty good.

The photograph had send him some of the photos on his phone and some behind the scenes footage. He was confident enough to post some of the footage on his Instagram and put his phone back into the backpack as usually his Instagram notifications explode after he posted literally anything.

He went back to his rental car and texted Christina that he was on his way to New Brunswick now. As he was a bit early Christina offered him to come to her house before they head out to the bar together.

He arrived at Christina's house at 6:55 pm, parked the car in the driveway and rang the doorbell. Christina opened the door and gave him a hug. They went into her living room where Christina offered Sebastian a drink. He needed some alcohol to calm his nerves before he was going to ask Christina about y/n.

After a little bit of small talk Sebastian didn't want to hide around the bushes any longer and decided to confront Christina with the topic he urgently needed to talk about.

„Listen Chrissy, there is a specific topic I want to talk with you about"

Christina looked at him with her eyebrows furrowed. She didn't know what to expect but she had a slight idea.

„You know you can talk to me about everything, Seb. Go ahead"

He sighed and could feel his insecurity and anxiety grow inside of him. But he needed to be brave now.

„You know that I work with y/n for the current movie and we're going to have our first official date next weekend. I wanted to ask you if there is something I should know about her and how I should handle the whole dating situation. I really like her but I don't want to ruin it with her."

His body language portrayed his insecurity and he was not even able to look Christina in the eyes. She had heard from y/n that they were on a karaoke night and that she thought Sebastian was „a really nice and funny guy" and she remembered her heart eyes after the birthday party. But y/n hadn't told her that the are officially dating, what surprised her.

„What do you mean with 'official' first date?" she asked and tried not to let him know how much she already knew.

„Well we were on a karaoke night with Sam, Ann my assistant, y/n and Susan who is another hair and make-up artist at the movie. And.."

He wasn't able to continue as Christina immediately said: „Wait Ann? I thought Ethan was your assistant?!"

„Ethan and Mina are expecting their second child. So we decided that Ethan needs more time for his family. We chose Ann together as second assistant. It works good so far!" he answered smiling. Christina nodded without saying any further so that he could continue with the explanation.

„Anyways. Two days after the karaoke night I met y/n at a grocery store and I took the chance to invite myself for dinner that day. We had good food and wine and ended up cuddling on the couch while watching 'Notting Hill'. Well at least I was watching - she fell asleep after a few minutes." he smiled while remembering y/n's warm body resting on his chest. Christina saw his face expressions and exclaim:

„Sebastian Stan. You really fell for that women!"

He raised his arm and scratched his neck while making a grimace. „Yeah, I think I do like her a lot" he whispered more to himself than to Christina but she still heard him.

He finally looked into Christina's eyes and asked the question he wanted to ask right from the beginning: „As you guys are very good friends, I wanted to ask you if you have probably talked about her and me and if there is a slight chance that she likes me a little bit."

She waited a few seconds to answer and it felt like a lifetime until Sebastian finally heard her voice: „Well, after my birthday party we talked about you. She really liked spending time with you on that evening. But as I know how you've been at Rutgers... I told her that you were always a playboy and I didn't want her to be another of your trophies."

He was shocked when he heard what she said. It was true that he didn't take it very serious with girls and women during college. And even afterwards. He had a lot of short-time relationships, he even - and he was not proud of it - cheated on some of his girlfriends.

But since he became older he was looking for 'the one'. The one to stay with his whole life. The one to marry and to start a family with. The one to be excited to come home every day until he was dead.

Christina saw the shocked expression on his face and that he wasn't able to answer, so she quickly added: „But maybe this was just jealousy talking out of me." she looked on the ground - unable to look into his blue eyes.

„Wait. What do you mean... jealousy?" Sebastian stumbled.

„Don't you remember that night right before you went to London for your exchange semester?"

„No, I don't. What do you mean? Chrissy please tell me!" he said and took her hand into his - trying to comfort her as she was clearly uncomfortable with this conversation.

„The last night before you went to London we were in our favorite bar. And we all had way to much alcohol so I was finally brave enough to share with you that I was badly in love with you." she said in a low voice. It felt like she was ashamed for her feelings from over 20 years ago.

„I don't remember that. Maybe I really had too much alcohol" he chuckled - trying to lighten her mood.

She ignored his comment and continued: „That's why I took double the courses while you were in London. So that I had the chance to graduate before your return. To never see you again."

That made him really sad. They were always good friends and he never really figured out why that changed while he was in London. Now he knew. And his answer wouldn't make things better between them:

„Well. Guess we had bad timing then. Because I was head over heels for you from the first day I met you until the day I left to London. Maybe we should have just talked about it with each other.."

Her jaw was on the floor when they looked each other in the eyes. They could have been with each other all the time? Could have been married by now and even having kids? And they ruined it just because none of them was brave enough to share their feelings sober? That's a shame.

Maybe they just were not meant for each other.

Sebastian saw Christina chuckle a little before her chuckle grow into a huge laughter and her expression smoothed.

„Well Seb, we were falling in love with each other but never managed to date. What a shame. We could have pretty children by now. Nevermind. It's the past. It's over. Now we need to make sure you and y/n don't do the same mistake and not mention your feelings for each other!" she said and her face turned into serious mode again.

„Yeah, I really want to make things right with her. She is very special." he said with sparkles in his eyes. He couldn't hide his feelings for y/n anymore and he didn't want to.

„She is. And she is not complicated at all. She has kind of a tragic story with one of her ex-boyfriends but she needs to tell you that on her own. So just treat her well, Seb. Don't touch her or grab her arm or waist in a fight to prevent her from running away. That is the worst thing you could do to her. You will understand once you know the story. That's my only advice to you. I know you long enough to know that you will give her all the love she deserves, that you will care for her and protect her. You won't ruin things with her, Seb. I am pretty sure. You two will be a cute couple!" she said and now grabbed his hand while looking in his eyes. She smiled at him and he smiled back.

The story of her ex-boyfriend made him curious, but he had an idea what this was about. He decided to let her tell him that story when she was ready to do. All of his anxiety was gone, now that he knew that Christina believed in them.

After their conversation they headed towards the little bar in town and enjoyed the rest of the evening. As Seb had to drive back to NYC he didn't had any alcohol besides the one drink at Christina's house. That chatted, the laughed, they danced. It was an amazing evening.

He was still smiling all the way back to his apartment. He and y/n would have a realistic chance. Now it was up to him to treat her well and he didn't plan to do anything else.

~~~

Sunday, November 27th 2022 – New York Sunday was full of press stuff for his movie 'Sharper' that included a lot of interviews - a few of them in person and other ones via zoom.

His flight back to Atlanta was scheduled for 6 pm so he was going to the airport right from the hotel room the agency booked for them to do the interviews. Ethan and Mina would take care of his apartment for the next weeks so he texted his cleaning team to clean the apartment before his friends would arrive some when next week.

The day went by really fast and he didn't even had the chance to check his phone a lot. Between two interviews he had seen that y/n liked the behind the scenes footage from his photo shoot and his heart skipped a beat. He wanted to text her but he didn't had the time as the next interview started almost immediately. He would text her later when he was waiting at the airport.

Right before heading to the airport he said goodbye to his cast mates as well as to the directors and producers of the movie. He already check-in online and as he just had his backpack he didn't need to be at the airport too early. He made it through the airport security check and waited in a lounge for boarding.

He felt his phone buzz more than usual and grabbed it out of his pocket.

Christina tagged him on a photo from last night and comments and likes went crazy over her caption:

Rutgers reunion: tonight my university crush confessed to me that he was in love with me as well. 👫🏽

He commented two green heart emojis „💚💚" underneath the photo and didn't even realized what he had done.

But he would find out soon enough...

[druvjelly]

So yeah. I’m posting chapter one of my monster high fanfiction. It’s a ghouls rule rewrite.

Chapter 1: Magazines and Papers

25th Of October, 08:00

He took out his books from his locker, Jackson was waiting for another week at school. That would be the same as always. Pencil case in his left hand as he closed the locker. Looking at his iCoffin, he got a new message from F rankie.

“Hi Jackson. Ready for Halloween this Saturday😸😸😸😸😸😸😸”

Oh yeah. Halloween. Being half normie and half monster, in a literal sense. The memories related to it weren’t the best ones. Stuff like that is something he would rather not think about right now.

“Yeah, a bit” he texted.

He was about to leave for his class as something warm touched his shoulder. He turned his head around to spot his younger cousin right behind him. But thank god Manny wasn’t with him.

Before Jackson knew what was going on, his pencil case was gone. Looking over to his locker, the ground, every place he could imagine. Like the case disappeared into thin air. Did Invisi-billy steal it? No, he’s too nice. He glanced at Heath. Who had the thing in his hand.

“Can I borrow a pen?” He asked.

Jackson sighed and nodded his head. “Sure, but do you promise to give it back to me after class?” He asked, taking back the pencil case and grabbed your typical yellow pencil and handed it to Heath.

Heath put it in his pocket before walking away and giving Jackson a “thanks”.

Straight away after Heath was out of his sight, the bell rang, and he headed to his own class. The room was somewhat about 4 minutes away, so he had nothing to worry about. He was in the same old Monster High corridors. Same students, same spider webs. Nothing ever changes. Except for Mr. Rotter carrying around an old projector that could only handle those old film tapes from the 50s, he was probably going to use it for his Dead Languages class.

Jackson got to his clawculus class and picked up his notebook. It was your regular typical math class. With papers flying left and right throughout the classroom, sounds of phones being typed on, and the typical teen gossip. It was the usual.

He wrote down the questions on the blackboard, he could easily do those in less than 40 minutes or so. As you can see, it’s pretty straightforward. A student approached him.

“Jackson, can you help me with this question?” They asked.

Jackson agreed, if he charged people for helping them with clawculus and mad science, he would be the second richest manster at school.

“So when you…” He started to explain before he detected something hitting his back.

He looked back to see some people in the back, laughing, and a crumpled paper ball was rolling down to his feet. This again? He just picked it up and added that to his backpack. Then he felt another one hit his back. He just tried to ignore what kept happening. Plus, he had none of his friends to go to right now. He didn’t want things to get worse, especially on a Monday. His eyes were on the clock. The lesson was soon over. Just a few more minutes, and the lesson will be soon over. Trying to focus his hearing on the clock ticking instead of the students. Jackson paid more attention to his math problems. The other students had already left for their seat.

A myriad of crumpled papers and a few minutes later, he was out of the classroom. Back to his locker. Where he was ready for his next lesson, monstory. He hoped he wasn’t in the same class as the previous students. He opened his backpack and removed the papers from it. It was better to not think that much about it, that is just what happened being the only normie kid at school. To add, Heath hadn’t returned with his pen. As usual. Y’know, Heath may have some burning flaws, but he's trying his best. He had only burned 14 pencils the past week. Individual pens are better than a pencil case.

He was just about to leave before he heard a familiar voice.

“Dude, who wrote this.”

Jackson turned around to see Deuce standing there, holding one of the papers that was thrown at him. It was him drawn in a trashcan, with “normie trash” written right next to it

“Just some students in clawculus class, don’t worry about them.” Jackson explained, lightly sighing.

“Jackson, dude, if anything like this happens ever again to you. Just tell me. You’re my friend and someone shouldn’t bully you for being different at Monster High of all places” Deuce told him.

Jackson nodded his head, Deuce has told him that several times, it is sad that he needed to repeat it though, but at the same time. It wasn’t surprising. He prefers going to this instead of a human school, monsters can be somewhat bad against normies. Though if you would ask the average normie on their opinion of monsters. It is bound to be negative. At least he was glad to have Deuce as his friend. He could never imagine being friends with someone who was popular at the old place.

His phone vibrates, a new message from Frankie.

“Oh also, i remember how i brought with me some magazines from home, and oh my ghoul the outfits in them are so cute😻😻😻”

It was one of those normie magazines, Jackson zoomed into those photos she sent. It had those typical outfits you would see at a normie halloween party, cat girls, sexy cat girls, the most popular fictional characters at the moment, vampires, more sexy cat girls. Plus some sexy corn. They were all okay, nothing extraordinary.

He had his finger stuck on the A key trying to write a decent response. They were just okay to him, hurting Frankie’s feelings is bad, but so is lying. What if his response came off as tone deaf? It was just a text message though. It couldn’t be THAT bad, right?

“I like them”

Deuce looked over his shoulder wondering what he was doing. Just to see his conversations with Frankie, which gave him an idea.

“You should ask her out on a date.” He said.

Jackson jumped before his face turned rosé pink. “I don't think that's a good idea. It has nothing to do with Holt, but I just don’t feel ready to date someone.” He said.

“Dude, she’s Frankie. They’re one of the nicest ghouls at school. You don’t need to worry. Just ask her out.” Deuce tried to explain.

“Maybe, I will think about it.” Jackson said.

After those words left Jackson’s mouth, the bell rang once more. Luckily enough he was in the same class as Deuce. There were some perks with being friends with one of the popular guys. Together they headed to the classroom.

Jackson saw the same projector from a few hours ago, and Mr Rotter. This wasn’t a Dead Languages, did they go into the wrong classroom? Was there a sudden room change?

But looking at the board it said “The History of Halloween”. So it was probably best to stay safe and just head to his seat. Before he knew it, Frankie and her friends came into the classroom. Then everyone else. Before he knew it the lesson had started.

“Students, as you may now. This week is one of the scariest ones in a monster’s life. I am even surprised you all even survived the first few days of october. Because as we all know.” He said.

“Humans love halloween because that's the best time of the year it is easiest to catch monsters” Most of the students said in an unenthusiastic uneven unison.

Mr Rotter nodded and smiled a little before turning his direction to the projector, everyone noticed the tape standing there. The teacher started the video that showed images of old photos of monsters being tied to stakes, clumped together in small cages with signs saying “freakshow” on it and more horrid imagery, if he was allowed to show the more mature stuff. The class would have been more like a ticket to hell. Once the photos were all shown, his attention was now on the class. Who you could probably guess how utterly excited yet scared they were.

Yeah…. just check all the phones that were being used, the books and magazines being read, and the school supplies being played with. Plus Frankie. Jackson was looking down at his copy of Illustrated Mad Science and taking some notes. Cleo was too busy on her pinscream app making new outfits. Heath was burning up some paper clips. Someone was even taking nice delicate naps.

Clutching his fist and almost pulverizing the chalk in his hand. Mr Rotter slammed his other hand. A few students looked at him with groans that could barely be heard to the students sitting next to them, and now the professor had a small grin on his face. Students. You need to pay attention. What did you learn from these images?” He asked, scanning the room for someone to answer the questions. “Miss De Nile?”

Cleo lowered her phone and looked at the chalkboard.

“That humans are dangerous...” She answered in a lackluster tone as she rolled her eyes.

“Absolutely correct. If you still do not still believe me. I will show you this movie.” He said before he played an old movie showing all of the evil tactics halloween stemmed from. Costumes being used as mockery, trick and treat being used as bait. All that jazz.

Nobody cared, no one was paying attention. Except poor Frankie. She felt betrayed by what those magazines told her. She put them away. It can’t be all real, right? The movie is decades old and things change? Right?

As class was over Jackson headed over to his locker. Head facing down to his feet and checking around if anyone would notice him. Trying to forget what happened. He was glad he stayed hidden, imagine if he got picked to answer a question. All the eyes would be on him, whatever he said would change their perspective on humans, now most people here trust him. But if he said anything, some would think his words were true, and would people still trust him? What would happen if the only place he felt safe was no longer for him? He didn’t want to become a homeschooled freak. Continuing to walk until he bumped into something. He looked up to see a 7ft and a half tall minotaur right in front of him.

“Sorry…” Jackson said before turning the other way.

“Now listen here normie, if you want to pass this hallway, you need to pay!” Manny said.

Now where was Rochelle when you needed her? Jackson reached into his pocket and took out his phone and headphones, went into his Spotify account and played using loud enough to make someone temporarily deaf. A burst of flames surrounded him as he turned into Holt. “Who were you talking to? That normie guy? Now let me pass.” He said, as he walked past Manny like nothing.

Meanwhile, Frankie was at her locker freaking out. That couldn’t all be true. They threw her magazines into their locker as a frown was formed on her face. But Deuce said nothing happens so maybe she shouldn’t worry. But Draculaura told her about why she needed to move. Though wasn’t that a century ago? Maybe she was just overreacting.

She was now walking around the hallway as a bunch of students began to run in the exact opposite direction. Frankie followed everyone else wondering what was going on. They ended up being outside where the whole school was toilet papered and egged. Someone threw a piece of paper at her. She opened it up and their eyes widened as she looked at the horrific drawing of a vampire, it felt uncomfortable to look at. It felt as if they were looking at an insult rather than a piece of “art”. All the features were extremely exaggerated.

“Fuck, we didn't even hit the vampire.” A buff normie with his face covered with a bad Party City mask said before he jumped into the car where another buff normie said.

Frankie threw the drawing away before anyone else could see it and tried to find the rest of the ghouls. That task was impossible due to how every student that had ever walked the hallways of this school was now outside. But seeing an egg fly and a scream so recognizable later. They could guide themselves through the massive crowd. To see Cleos face turn red and her being covered in raw eggs.

“It got in my HAIR, on my CLOTHES, on my FACE!” Cleo hyperventilated.

“Cleo don’t worry, the changing rooms are open. I can get you a bottle of shampo-” Lagoona said before she got interrupted.

“Shampoo isn’t enough to fix this!” Cleo said as she gave the normies a death stare, right before the car drove away from school grounds.b

“Get ready for the worst halloween in your entire life bitches!”

***

School was now over as Holt was at his house, and the first thing he saw when he entered his room was a note made by Jackson.

JJ: Clean our room Holt, cleaned it the last 2 times so it’s your turn now

Well. The room wasn’t that much of a mess. Just some clothes on the floor which he put away. And a trash bin filled with unsolved advanced math problems. Of course he wouldn’t remember doing those boring things. He tied up the trash bag and took it outside. As he threw it into the bigger trash can, his phone rang. It was Frankie.

“Hello Frankie fine” He answered the phone call as he headed back inside.

“Oh hi Holt. Did you see what happened to our school”

Holt walked back to their bedroom and took out some vinyls, David Booie, Red Hot Ghost Peppers, Bowling for Souls, The Scars, The Ghooul Fighters, Spookcesteral Moonovers In The Dark. There was even some R&B in there. Though he didn’t even listen to some of these, it just happens that he just stepped his foot into a record store, then Jackson would question who charged 20$ on their shared bank account. But hey, if Jackson can pay for his nerd stuff, he can pay for his music stuff.

“I was there, I feel so bad for Cleo” he said as he played a random record.

“She refused to talk for the rest of the day. But she did send me a photo of her planning something on her computer.”

“A party?”

“No. She didn’t tell me what, she just told me that she might do it. But she needs more motivation.”

“What motivation?”

“Well, she was already buying new clothes, so she’s already pretty motivated. I hope it’s nothing bad.”

“Anyway, are you planning something tonight Frankie? I’m a bit bored”

“Oh I need to work on my essay.”

“What subject” he said, sounding a bit bored.

“It’s for my music class, we have to write about different music genres”

Holt’s eyes lit up. “Can I help?”

“Sure! I was going to study with Operetta though.”

“Are you visiting her house? I got some old vinyls and I don’t want them to get ruined if I somehow get lost and wake up as Jackson”

“Oh don’t worry. She’s already here.”

“Okay. See you at 7?”

“Yeah! See you at 7.”

“Also. Before we end this convo. What genre are you doing?” Holt asked with a fiery passion burning though his voice

“Waltz”

Now that passion was now gone. That was unexpectedly mean for someone like her.

Frankie laughed over the phone. Then another laughter was heard and that New Goreleans accent was heard.

“Don’t worry Holt we are doing rock.” Operetta said.

“Bye” both of them said in unison before they ended the phone call.

Holt looked at the clock. It was almost time to leave. He packed his bag with the records and some other important stuff before he left a note for Jackson.

HH: I cleaned our room, and I also helped Frankie with her music project ;)

[sara-joseph]

My personal little day count blog till our boys are back together 🖤

It's 18th oct, 2022. A day after the announcement. 995 days more to go. We'll wait. Note- just realised we won't be able to celebrate Jin's birthday with him🥺 Note 2- The Dory night light is sold out, I'm not gonna believe when ARMY say that they're broke now.

19th October, 2022. Maybe 2:04am, but who gives a fuck? I just found out that the gov wanted to see how ytc in Busan goes and then make the decision, but bangtan and bighit, being the dickheaded brainies they are, enlisted themselves, to keep their self respect 🤌🏻. Note- The astronout, logo trailer just dropped. Gonna miss him🥲 Anyways, 994 days to go, We'll wait.

20th October, 2022. Just can't wait for astronaut 🤩. 993 more days, we'll wait.

21st October, 2022. Just found out the astronaut is gonna be live by Chris and Jin 😍. 992 days more, we'll wait.

22nd October, 2022. 992 days more, we'll wait.

23rd October, 2022. Jins coming on running man. 991 days more, we'll wait.

25th October, 2022. Oop missed a day- RM3? 989 days more, we'll wait.

26th October, 2022. Jungkook in Quatar for Fifa World Cup, Jin in Argentina for performing live with Chris, BTS bagging many nominations as a group and solos( including JITB, Christmas tree, With you) for MAMA 2022. like DAYUM. 988 days more, we'll wait.

27th October, 2022. Jin's astronaut trailer just dropped, and he looks majestic. 987 days more we'll wait.

28th October, 2022. Astronaut is finally out guyssss🤧😭. I just loveeee the theories, and the visuals and the vocals and everything. 986 days more, we'll wait.

29th October, 2022. Jin performed live, rm performed sexy nukim, hobi and rm attended w. 985 days more, we'll wait.

1st November, 2022. Missed 2 days, but RM3 in November 😭. They say it's gonna drop somewhere around the 25th, can't waitt!!! 982 days more, we'll wait.

4th November, 2022. Literally missing many days, but got the confusion cleared out. BTS is gonna be on Pharrell's album, and Pharrell is gonna be on Rm's album. Can't waittt! 952 days(got it messed up before 💀), we'll wait.

OKAY GUYS, I FUCKED UP. I thought they would be back by BTS day, 2025. But nahh, they're gonna be back by December 😭. So um, it's 1121 days more, but doesn't make a difference, cause I'll wait all my lifetime for them.

10th November,2022. Not able to update daily as my mental health is having a rollercoaster ride. RM1, INDIGO IS ON 2ND DECEMBER!!! 1117 days more, we'll wait.

14th November, 2022. Indigo is gonna be goddamn fabulous, I can already say it. 1113 days more, we'll wait

18th November, 2022. Indigo is round the corner, Pharrell's going on and on bout BTS, and kook performs at the fifa World Cup in 4 fucking days while we know nothing of the song😭. 1109 days more, we'll wait.

26th November, 2022. Tracklist for Indigo is out, dreamers was a huge fucking success, and jins leaving on the 18th. 1101 days more, we'll wait.

2nd December, 2022. Indigo is outt!!! Not watched yet, but can feel the success.1095 days more, well wait.

Not updated for a while, 18th dec, 2022. Jin left, Indigo is a great success, and our kookie couldn't stop himself from tearing up when Jin left. It's all feeling too real now🥲. 1079 days more, we'll wait.

23rd December, 2022. Jimins new ginger hair is distracting me from the fact that jins not here. Hope he's well. 1074 days more, we'll wait.

27th December, 2022. Hobis surprise appearance at crushs concert, jimins christmas message, and taes cover for "it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas", all together, Christmas this year was wonderful. 1070 days more, we'll wait.

31st December,2022. Last update here as I'm creating a different one for the next year. I've been here since October ig? And it's like a personal diary, and I love it. Jhope is at my for a new years show. Missing Jin so bad. 1066 days more, we'll wait.