#filler chapter 😔

[nmakii]

I can offer you an idea of ​​yandere alastor.. What would it be like if alastor as a child knew the reader... Like I imagine alastor as a child not knowing how to act properly like a human, and the reader as a good best friend helping him seems more human (and not because the child reader is scared of him) ... Actually, what would happen?

FROM THE START

[wait a sec! you should probably read the other chapters as well]

— teaching your new best friend, alastor, to be a human. slowly, but surely.

the first day of kindergarten. it was a little scary, but seeing all the kids who felt the exact same— it made you feel a bit better. none of the kids stood out though. except for one little boy, one who was hiding behind his mother’s dress, begging her to not leave him.

“momma, don’t leave me here” he frowned.his mother laughed before she pushed him towards the door. “come now, alastor. you’ll make some friends, trust me dear.” to this, you took it as an opportunity to make a new friend. you walked up to the little boy, waving excitedly. “hi!! what’s your name?” you asked. his mother pushed him towards you, encouraging him to talk. “ehh… my name is alastor.” he said quietly. “cool, i’m s/o! come with me, i wanna play house!” you pulled him inside by the hand, near a table with many children’s toys.

“you can be the papa, and i’ll be the mama, okay?” you looked at him as he nodded. “okay! go far away like you’re coming home from work!” you said, placing him where you wanted. he nodded, getting into his little role, before walking near your little set. “honey, i’m home!” he called out to you in his squeaky voice. you grinned to him. “welcome home, dear! dinner is ready, we’re having tea and cookies.” you pulled a seat for him, before he shook his head.

“don’t do that. my momma says that men should pull the seats for their wives.” he pushed the seat back before pulling it out for you, and offering it to you. you giggled, seating happily and taking one empty teacup. “soo, how was work?” you asked. as he sat down, he thought for a moment. “work was alright. my boss was a big jerk though.” he said. “aww, but you can handle it right, dear?” you asked, taking a sip from your empty cup. he blushed a bit at your words as he nodded. “i can!”

as he spoke, you got up and grabbed all the trinkets on the table. “okay! dinner is done! i’ll go wash the dishes, and you take care of the baby!” you said, making a mess with the plastic toys. he looked nervous looking around. “baby? what baby?” you looked around, spotting something. “ooh! use the blankie, that can be our baby!” he nodded, grabbing the blanket, and bunching it up to mimic a baby.

“okay, i’m done!” you declared, walking back to alastor. “our little baby’s soo cute” you smiled. “um… yes, really cute…” he nodded. “what’s it’s name..?” he asked. “i like the name ellyce! but, it kinda doesn’t fit… what about emilia?” you asked to which he nodded. “um, yeah. it’s a really pretty name.” he smiled.

“hey, um… would you want to be my friend..?” he asked quite anxiously. “yeah! you can be my best friend!” you said, hugging him. and from your hug, came a wide smile from him. “haha, alright..!” he nodded in agreement, the tension in his shoulders falling.

“it was really nice to meet you, alastor!” you grinned. and, though it felt good at first— it was your last chance for a way out of this hell.

[seoafin]

I apologize for making ripmc seem like she doesn't have a backbone in ddao she's not that pathetic I promise!!!!

[sunsburns]

kiss of life (iii.)

pairing: luke castellan x aphrodite!daughter reader

masterlist

summary: you have never doubted aphrodite when it comes to soulmates, she's the goddess of love, she knows what she's doing and you're getting pretty sick of people telling you she's made a mistake with your soulmate, specifically. you refuse to believe that she could be wrong, but luke castellan is making it really hard for you to have hope.

—or: you and luke are off on your quest you're totally not having second thoughts about choosing him, he's your soulmate after all... right?

word count: 3.2k

warnings: filler chapter (sorry gang), reader's pov, reader is lowkey unreliable and is hiding something, pre-tlt, luke's character is kinda inconsistent but whatever, angsty fight with luke and reader, low-key happy ending

a/n: everyone might've moved on but i'm still here 😔… gang i think i’m coming back to my active era (no one cheered) anyways there’s so much i wanna write for this series so enjoy this little filler!

You'd always been a fan of bad ideas, but choosing Luke Castellan as your companion for the duration of your quest had to be your worst one yet. You felt a pang of doubt, questioning your choice, especially after witnessing the outcome of his quest—a failure that seemed impossible to shake off from the whispers of other campers. A failure your siblings wouldn't let you forget.

"I was there when he came back. I know what happened," you muttered, frustration creeping into your voice as you stuffed clothes into your bag.

Your siblings meant the world to you. You cherished the bond you shared—the familial camaraderie that bound your cabin together. As the eldest, you revelled in guiding and nurturing them, relishing the role of guardian and friend within your cabin's close-knit circle. Yet, like any family, they can sometimes be suffocatingly overbearing.

Alexis, your brother, ever ready to smack a reality check, had been the first to warn you against choosing Luke Castellan, and now he spearheaded a group of your siblings, all urging you to reconsider with reason.

"But that's just it. You don't know. Not really. None of us do." Alexis told you, reclining against the shared vanity in your cabin. The absence of the younger kids, off with Chiron for a lesson on constellations, offered you some peace of mind, sparing them from witnessing the escalating intervention.

As Silena sifted through the clothes strewn across your bed, her soft humming filled the room, a stark contrast to the weighty silence that hung over the conversation. "No one but Chiron and Mr. D knows what happened on that quest. He refuses to talk about it." she mused.

"There's not a lot of glory in that." Alexis shrugged, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips.

"He's been so weird and different since he returned," Silena added, "I remember he used to smile. It was such an attractive smile. And he used to talk... He barely ever talks anymore."

Alexis snorted, "That's called depression, Silena."

"It's just so sad." She frowned and sat on your bed, her gaze distant, "Pretty people don't deserve to be depressed."

"Amen to that."

You couldn't help but roll your eyes at their melodramatic exchange, a fleeting smile tugging at the corners of your lips as you focused on folding another pair of pants. 

"He still talks." You said.

"But it's not the same," Alexis countered, his expression grave. Deep down, you knew he was right.

"And the way he's treated you," Silena scoffed, "constantly icing you out..."

"Avoiding you for months..." Alexis added, stepping closer to you with a solemn expression. "Refusing to even talk to you."

When he tried to put his hand on your shoulder, you couldn't help but shrug it off, not wanting his sympathy.

Their reminders, well-intentioned though they may be, served only to deepen the wound already festering within you. Like a knife twisted in your back, the memories of Luke's avoidance and unanswered questions pierced your thoughts with relentless precision. You vividly recalled the disappointment etched across his face in the infirmary, a silent testament to his dismay upon discovering your role in his fate. The weight of his unspoken words hung heavily in the air, a haunting reminder of the rift that had formed between you before it even started.

Your siblings were very careful with their next words: "Do you think that maybe... just this once... Aphrodite got it wrong?"

With a heavy heart, you stormed out of the cabin, your mind reeling with conflicting emotions. You swore up and down to Alexis and Silena that you were fine, that you only needed air. The need for clarity drove you to seek solace in the quiet embrace of nature, the gentle flicker of a breeze offering a touch of comfort amidst the turmoil raging within.

Throughout your life, your unwavering loyalty to your mother, Aphrodite, and the Gods has been a source of solace and guidance. You found comfort in the subtle manifestations of them, from the celestial dance of stars to the gentle caress of sunlight filtering through the trees. Even in the casual interactions of everyday life, you sought traces of your mother's hand guiding your path.

As you gazed into the dancing flames, the remnants of fruit smouldering in their fiery embrace in a tin can, you found yourself caught between hope and despair during your offering for your mother. Silena's words echoed in your mind, a harsh truth you were reluctant to confront. Maybe you didn't have a soulmate. Maybe it was a mistake. Maybe you're unlovable.

Yet, amidst the cloud of doubt, a flicker of defiance ignited within you. The mere thought that Aphrodite could be mistaken in matters of love seemed impossible to you. You had witnessed firsthand the intricate tapestry of fate woven by her hand, guiding souls to their destined counterparts with unfailing precision. 

The yearning for that connection, that soul-deep bond, burned within you like a beacon in the darkness of uncertainty. It was a desire as old as time itself, the longing to find solace and belonging in the embrace of another.

As the flames dwindled to embers, their dying glow casting flickering shadows upon the ground, your prayers went unanswered. 

The weight of your impending quest pressed upon you like a heavy cloak. Questions tumbled over one another in a relentless cascade, each one a dagger aimed at the heart of your resolve. Where would you need to go? Would you need to defend yourself? Would monsters come after you? Should you choose someone else? Could it be that Luke was nothing to you but a mistaken thread tethered into your life?

Your shoes stepped over twigs and dry leaves on the ground until you stepped out of the forest. Passing by the armoury, you forced a smile upon your lips. You forced yourself to be excited for your first quest rather than dread it. It was a rare privilege bestowed upon a child of Aphrodite, you should honour it.

As you approached the heart of camp again, the familiar clang of sword meeting dummy rumbled through the night air. The rhythmic sound, though commonplace in the realm of demigod training, carried an ominous weight under the cover of darkness. You would have assumed that all campers were asleep.

Luke Castellan, a boy who had become synonymous with the darker days since his return from his quest, stood amidst the training grounds, his silhouette illuminated by the pale moonlight. The sight of him, bathed in the ghostly shine, was haunting. With each precise strike of his sword, a muted testament to the rage that plagued his restless spirit, he seemed to exude an aura of both determination and despair.

No wonder you were so exhausted.  

You dared not meet his gaze, instead keeping your head bowed as you navigated the familiar path through the training grounds. Every fibre of your being screamed for you to move faster, yet the pull of his presence was undeniable. Despite your best efforts to remain unseen, Luke's voice cut through the night, calling out your name with a sense of urgency that sent a shiver down your spine.

Shit.

With a sinking heart, you felt his hand land on your shoulder, stopping your escape. You couldn't avoid him now. Turning to face him, you were met with a sight that mirrored the restlessness within your own soul. His features, etched with lines of weariness and frustration, betrayed the weight of the burdens he carried.

You were distracted by the way he was looking at you. Brows furrowed, his lips turned and pulled into that permanent frown that had you wondering if he had ever smiled since he came back. Yet, despite the weight of his solemn expression, there was a flicker of something in his eyes – a glint of warmth, of familiarity, that almost stirred a faint glimmer of hope within you.

Almost. 

"You're making a mistake." He insisted. "You need to choose someone else for your quest."

You tried not to seem too disappointed. "I can't pick anyone else." You protested, and he raised his brows at you, doubtful. "The Oracle told me to choose you."

"She told you to-?" A scoff escaped him, "The Oracle doesn't tell you who to choose. She doesn't say anything about who you should bring-"

"Luke-"

"The Oracle tells you what your quest is, then a weird riddle about something that will happen on your quest that will put you on edge the entire time."

Luke had stepped closer to you as he spoke as if his words would've sunk into your head clearer if you could hear them better. He spoke to you a lot that way, hoping you'd cling to every word he had to say; good and bad. Mostly bad.

The Oracle's cryptic words lingered in your mind. She had not revealed much about your quest, offering no subtle hints or insights into Eros' whereabouts to make your life easier. Instead, her assurance that success hinged on bringing Luke Castellan along had left you grappling with uncertainty. "He has all the answers you seek," she had urged, her words echoing with a weight that you struggled to comprehend.

"It has to be you."

"What else did she say?"

You hesitated. "That's it," you replied, your words falling short.

"That's it?" He didn't believe you.

"Just a few hints of where Eros might be, I guess." The lie slipped from your lips effortlessly. 

He caught it quickly but never urged you to admit it. Luke remained silent, his expression unreadable as he mulled over your words. 

You sort of wished he fought you over it.

You wished he'd do anything with you. At least try to.

"If you don't want to come with me, that's fine," you conceded, "I'm leaving tomorrow morning, with or without you."

"Really? You'll just leave?"

The bitterness in his tone was unmistakable. Yet, despite the resentment that coloured his words, there was a flicker of something in his eyes – a glimmer of regret, perhaps, or maybe resignation. It only annoyed you further.

Luke Castellan was possibly the most confusing person you've ever met. He didn't want to join you on your quest, but you couldn't leave without him either? What's his fucking deal?

He intrigued and frustrated you, like some curse had been placed upon you, and you wanted to understand every part of him while he wanted nothing to do with you. Perhaps Aphrodite was being cruel when she chose him as your soulmate, but you weren't any better when you put him in the position of joining you on your quest.

"I don't know you." You admitted the words hanging heavy in the air between you. "You've made a really good effort to make sure that I don't know anything about you. I did my part. I picked you. If you don't want to come, that's... fine."

It pained you to say it. You did not want to go alone, but you weren't going to force someone to accompany you who clearly didn't want to be there. However, the uncertainty of what lay beyond the safety of the camp walls loomed large in your mind. You haven't left the protection of the camp in years, you weren't sure of what was out there other than the stories the summer campers would tell you, of their close calls and near misses. 

Luke Castellan was the perfect example of what leaving camp does to someone.

Despite the weight of your decision, you held your head high as you turned on your heels. You doubted Luke had anything more to say; he was a man of few words, after all.

You left him there, just as he left you by the docks for months. And then you lied to yourself, clung to the belief that your mother, Aphrodite, would safeguard your journey and that your brother, Eros, awaited your rescue.

And so, the next morning, after bidding your tearful goodbyes to your siblings and friends and earning a proud pat on the back from Chiron, you swallowed your pride and left.

The Oracle's words were etched into the very fabric of your being, a relentless mantra that monopolized your thoughts as you trudged toward the top of the hill and left the safety of campgrounds. Each step forward was a testament to your determination, each footfall a declaration of your unwavering commitment to the quest ahead.

As you climbed, you couldn't help but imagine the faces of campers upon your return. You pictured the awe in their eyes, the pride in their voices, and most of all, the look on Luke's face when he realized the extent of your lone success, his disbelief mingling with a begrudging respect.

"Hey-"

The sound of your name startled you out of your thoughts. You were trudging through the grass when you spotted a body sitting under a pine tree, shaded from the sun by its leaves.

Luke looked up at you, frowning, "Took you long enough."

His dishevelled dark curls fell over his eyes, a stark contrast against the vibrant greenery surrounding him. With a resigned sigh, he rose to his feet, his movements fluid yet tinged with an air of impatience Luke picked up a bag by his side, tossing it over his shoulder. It wasn't until he emerged from the tree's shade that you noticed the subtle changes in his attire. Gone was the signature orange camp shirt, replaced instead by a more subdued navy tee that hugged his frame. His old cargo pants remained the same, but different nonetheless.

Eyeing his bag, you could spot smaller daggers strapped to the sides, prepared for anything. It took you a few seconds to process why he was there. You squint at the sun as he steps out from under the tree. "You came."

He huffed, "Obviously."

You let out a breathless chuckle, maybe one of relief since honestly, despite everything you'd been trying to convince yourself of, you were terrified to leave on your own. 

"Why?" you asked, your voice betraying a hint of uncertainty as you adjusted the straps of your own bag. The question hung in the air, unanswered. Of course. You almost rolled your eyes as Luke began to descend the other side of the hill. With a fleeting glance over his shoulder, he wordlessly beckoned you to join him by tilting his head to the side impatiently.

You grinned then, wide and bright. "I know I said I didn't care if you came or not, but I'm glad you're here."

He showed no sign of acknowledgment of your sentiment, his gaze fixed ahead as he continued to walk once you joined his side.

As the minutes stretched on in silence, broken only by the rhythmic crunch of leaves underfoot, you found yourself lost in thought. It was only when the distant hum of passing cars reached your ears, their blurred forms darting through the forest's fringe, that you were jolted back to the present.

Drawing to a halt near the forest's edge, you felt the weight of uncertainty settle upon you. With a hesitant pause, you turned to face Luke, the question that had been gnawing at your mind poised on the tip of your tongue.

"Why'd you stop?" He asked.

"I just..." Your voice wavered, uncertainty lacing your words as you struggled to articulate your thoughts. You worried that if you said the wrong thing he'd leave you stranded right there and return to camp while the two of you were still walking distance from it. It annoyed you a little; how much you had to walk on eggshells with him.

You couldn't help but wonder how different things might have been if you hadn't chosen him. You were being stupid when you picked him, you decided. You already regret it. Maybe Luke was right, the Oracle was just trying to get into your head.

"What made you change your mind? About coming on the quest?" you finally managed to voice, your eyes meeting his in search of answers.

He looked at you, brown eyes flitting over your expression, before licking his lips and simply stating: "If you break an arm, so do I."

That had been the closest Luke Castellan had ever been to admitting he had a soulmate.

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[banquetwriter]

୨୧ distant love pt: 2 ୨୧

pairing: Rick Grimes ♡︎ fem!Reader

warnings: ୭̥⋆*｡ canon typical violence, Rick is low-key a cheater (not on reader tho), not beta read we die like Carl

summary: ʚ basically a filler chapter from the CDC to the prison post-Woodburyɞ

Words: 2002

An: hey babies I wrote this on my phone again 😔 also i haven’t seen the earlier seasons in a very long time so mb if it’s not exactly accurate 😔😔

Part 1 Part 3

You and Rick had kept your distance most of the morning. Looking at Shane’s black eye. “Dad, are you hungover? Mom said you would be.” Carl asks as Rick sits down at the table. You let yourself stifle a giggle at the kids' antics. Rick being drunk last night would explain his forward-ness.

You followed the group after breakfast as Jenner explained what exactly was happening to everyone. Why would the dead rise?

You watched as the x-ray video’s corpse re-animated. God that was scary. What was scarier was Jenner locking the doors. You covered your mouth as tears streamed down your face. “Oh my god.” you whimpered out.

You were going to die. You of course found yourself turning to Rick. Who was holding his wife and child? Your heart sinks.

Of course, he would be with them. You were a sidepiece. Why would he protect you? Care for you? He made his choice. It was one that you're going to have to be ok with. Even if you weren't going to live very long.

That's when the doors opened and Rick screamed for everyone else to get their stuff. You ran as fast as you could to escape. Avoiding the shards of glass that spilled everywhere Rick threw the explosive at the glass.

Your eyes rest on Lori and Rick as they sit in the front of the camper. You weren't sure how you could have ever found a real relationship with him. You think back to Lori’s words. Trying to push the two of you together. Your heart burned for her.

How low was she that she wanted her husband to sleep with another woman? You suppose she felt guilty for her and Shane being together. This was a different thought, wasn't it? Rick said he loved you. You weren't sure how much of that you believed.

It was you who saw the way Rick was after Otis accidentally shot Carl. It was you who hugged him, feeling his arms search for a sign that his boy was still alive. It was Rick who begged you to stay with him.

You wanted to, you really did. But that would have been inappropriate and unfair to Carl. This could very well be his last night alive. He shouldn't be confused about why you were there.

You see the color leave his face as he donates more and more blood to his son. Trying to comfort his wife but his eyes linger on your figure unfaithfully. Your curves would comfort him. Your soft skin and happy smiles. That's what he fell for.

He wished this wasn't the way it was. He wished he had met you instead of Lori. Marrying the first girl he could. I mean he did love Lori. As the mother of his children, he would always hold a place for her. She just wasn't you, was she?

You on the other hand shoved your feelings down, deeper than the Mariana trench. Trying to help keep the camp outside on Hershel's Farm going. Doing menial tasks like laundry or cooking. Offering to clean any weapons the group needed youto.

Trying to comfort Lori at every turn, silently becoming almost like a best friend to her. Holding her shoulders as if to say you're sorry for screwing her husband.

You used to help go on runs with Glenn and Maggie until you found them shaking up in the convenience store. It was cute to see young love budding, but seeing them naked was not something you were down to see again.

It made you jealous to see them so in love. You wished you and Rick could be that way. But alas, that's not what life has in store for you. Love. What a joke. A nimbly fickle thing.

You kept a good amount of distance between you and Shane. Not daring to go near him. One night you sat around the campfire with lori and carol. It had been a long day of playing catch-up with chores since Lori had been helping Carl rehabilitate.

“Alright girls, I'm off to bed,” Carol says with a tight-lipped smile. You and Lori talked a little bit about Glenn and Maggie.

“Y/n?” she asks looking up at you. Her gaunt and skinny face looks more and more malnourished these days. “Mm?” you ask, looking at her. “I-I know how he looks at you.” her voice barely above a whisper. You lick your lips, shaking your head.

“Lori, stop,” you ask her. Pleading almost. “You can't keep doing this to yourself, he loves you-” You try to keep your voice down but your heart breaks. “Y/n I'm pregnant,” she says.

For a second your world stops. The fires crackles keeping you grounded. You opened your mouth, unable to say anything. The amount of possible words dying in your throat. “I want it to be Rick’s. I need it to be Rick's,” she says, tears spilling down her face.

Your hands slip up to your face covering it. You let out a low breath. This wasn't about you. This was about her. You think over and over again trying to calm down all the raging emotions going through you.

“Does anyone else know?” you ask slowly, she must be feeling a whirlwind of things none of which you were entitled to have an opinion on. “Glenn does, I needed him to go out n get the tests,” she whispers straightening out her shirt, raising her hand up to her mouth and biting her nails.

Lori is absolutely exhausted, and you know more than ever she should be resting. You stay silent noting that neither potential fathers know she is pregnant. “I don't know what I'm going to do, Glenn has been trying to take care of me.” She gives a pitiful smile.

Her face was tear-stained, the streaks illuminated by the fire. “Well you need prenatal care no doubt.” you said scooting closer to her, grabbing her hands. “I think telling everyone will be the best course of action, when…” you said, pulling her into a hug.

“When you're ready,” you mumble against her shoulder. She thanked you with a sad smile standing up. You didn't sleep well that night. Not that you ever did now. You thought about the women in the next tent over probably also not sleeping.

You thought about the baby that was currently draining her of her energy. You thought of Carl. Recovering from a gunshot wound at such a young age, probably confused and scared most of the time.

And of course you thought of the man also sleeping in that tent. The one that seemed to consume your every thought. You thought of him always. It was a shame. You wished you were Lori sometimes. Sleeping in his arms pregnant with a baby.

You physically shake your head to rid yourself of your selfish thoughts. You were scared of Shane, scared of your feelings for Rick, and scared for Lori.

You were scared of the way your heart wanted to leap out of your chest every time Rick tried to talk to you. The way his rough hands would touch the soft skin of your arms. “Rick…” you breathe out trying to shy away from the older man.

The way he would beg you to stay close to him, his hot breath tickling your neck at his closeness. “This isn't the right time Rick.” you would whisper, eyes flicking up to see his teary ones.

Dark almost permanent circles surrounded his eyes. You pull away from his grasp and run out of the Greene’s house. You stood by Daryl's side as you read him shitty books you found on runs trying to provide him an ounce of comfort as he recovers from the bullet wound that Andrea gave him.

And be would try and provide an ounce of that comfort to you as the barn full of walkers is discovered. Taking all of your willpower not to vomit at the smell. Turning away from the group. Allowing yourself a moment, just a moment of selfish comfort.

As Rick’s arms wrap around you. Breathing in his musky scent. The sounds of the guns firing off still ring in your head. “It's ok, you're going to be ok,” Rick mumbles in your ear. His hand clasped gently in the back of your neck.

As soon as the moment is here it's gone as you see Shane’s angry face peering at the both of you from a few feet away. Your face fills with embarrassment, you rip away from his embrace instead choosing to hug Carol who was sobbing over the loss of her daughter.

You spent the next few days in a constant state of dissasostivate numbness. Unable to feel anything other than fear. Seeing Rick and Shane keep a man locked up in the barn for fear of what he could do.

Even though your group was the one keeping him held, handcuffed, and bound. As soon as he goes missing it seems to bring you out of your state as Shane comes running with a broken nose claiming that the prisoner ran away.

You ran into the house with all the women. Fearing for what was next. Trying to hide in case he came back with his group. Seeing all the panic spread through the group as the barn is set on fire. The horde of walkers attacking your slice of peace.

You barely make it out with your lives. Reconnecting with your group on the highway with everyone. Once again seeing Rick’s eyes falling on you as he hugs you with his family. You turn away from him, finding comfort in Daryl's embrace.

You watched as Rick distended into madness and anger after killing Shane. Demanding that whatever he said went. This was not the man you fell in love with. This was not the human your body craved comfort from.

Revealing how his son had to be the one to put his best friend down after he turned into a walker. Which was bizzare you never took him for type to get bit or even scratched.

That's when Rick reveals the delicate information that you all carry the virus. A crucial piece of information that sends the group into a frenzy of anger. You felt very sick. How could he keep that from you? From the group?

It only went downhill from there. Rick and Lori are always fighting as she grows more and more pregnant. The sheriff was unable to hide his anger towards her. Constantly on the run, even once you find and fortify the prison, the Governor and all of his bullshit wreaks havoc on the group.

It's been 6 months since Woodbury fell, you had a big group. Full of amazing people. A decent farm and garden. Life was decent. Judith was a beautiful baby girl.

You sighed setting your pencil down in the crease of your sketchbook. You had picked it up on a run not too long ago, at first mostly making a few sketches and doodles to entertain Carl.

Although lately, you have been trying to work through your feelings through the pages of the book. Unfortunately, most of them were about Rick. You always observed him when he was working in the fields.

You could almost see the heat radiating off of him. His t-shirt is clinging to his sweaty body. To his strong sculpted muscles. Fuck. He was so hot.

It brought you back to those nights in the quarry. His rough hands gripped your soft flesh. Back arching as you slammed into him. Tongues slipping into each other's throats.

You lick your lips slightly admiring your drawing. It was of a man who looked suspiciously like Rick. His tired haunted face and sculpted body were barely covered. “Hey.” a southern voice took you away from your explicit drawing.

You look up to see the man in your drawing staring right back at you.

[saltydkdan]

Salty, may I ask which you recommend more: the one piece manga or anime. I wanna get into it but I also want a recommendation on which one may be better to start with depending on the pros and cons. Anyways I apologies if this is a dumb thing to ask.

Sure! One Piece is a really interesting beast when it comes to the difference between it's anime and manga, and at the end of the day it depends on your preferences- However yes, there are Pros and Cons to each! For this ask, I'll be trying my best to stick to the Official options available to you.

Also, this post specifically will be about how to best GET INTO the series, not necessarily a critique on the content of it! (I'll gladly do a separate write up on that eventually if anyone is interested in my thoughts on the Pros and Cons of the series itself)

Anyway, here are my personal thoughts:

MANGA

(This is my preferred way to experience the story)

PROS

-I'm not a manga purist by any means HOWEVER, the One Piece Manga is really good

-The pacing is really great (especially initially). In the first half, arcs are very quick and snappy! And even as they got progressively longer in length I didn't mind because by that point the story already gripped me.

-The art is wonderful in both black and white, and the official colored scans (which you can find online)

-This isn't really a "pro" per say, but it's something I enjoy doing. When I read, I like to put on some of the soundtrack from the anime. I usually find stuff like "Tense One Piece Music" or "Emotional One Piece Music" and listen to it as I read. It really enhances the experience for me personally. I also like to look up clips of arcs from the anime that I'm reading or already finished to see what they look like, and also see them in a fun new way. I feel like this sort of mixed approach is optimal for me.

CONS

-You have to read 😔

-There are many ways to read One Piece and in many different languages. There's black and white and colored manga- however just be careful. The best one TRANSLATION wise is the official release, and while you may find other options, some older "unofficial" translations are VERY outdated (I once saw one where Zoro casually dropped slurs)

-That also being said: Even though the official translation is the best, it is stuck in black and white. Many official colored scans were never officially licensed in English, and because of that aren't as accessible.

-Collecting it physically is fun, but can get VERY pricey. Like... hoo boy. Thankfully they sell compendiums that collect a metric shit ton of chapters, however the paper/print quality is noticeably cheaper. So if you want to collect them, the smaller volume releases are the way to go. That being said, I would just suggest using the Shonen Jump App by Viz Media. It's the best official way to support the series officially, as well as the cheapest for the average consumer! $3 a month for the entire library as well as other series + getting new chapters updated every week is great. I'm not sponsored or anything either, I just really like the model. So if you find yourself really enjoying the series, THEN you can go about collecting it physically if you want!

ANIME

PROS

-It's animated (obviously)

-You have a choice of either the Japanese Sub or English Dub. This also boils down to preference but from my experience they're both great options!!

-I'll get into it in the "Cons" section, but the One Piece anime is VERY long, like... kind of in a not so good way at certain points. However, I've heard that even though some parts are a bit too long, it's one of those things that if you really get into it, you'll love the fact that it feels like a never ending adventure! Not my experience, but it's what others have told me!

-This is gonna sound crazy, but Filler Arcs. A lot of people don't like these, and I get why, but they are very easily skippable if you want to look up a guide, and some of them can actually be really short and fun (as well as add a bit of extra flavor to the story). One of the best examples is an arc called "G-8". Even Manga readers recommend it, so you know it's good and gives each of the characters some fun moments!

CONS

-You may be aware already, but the One Piece anime has a very bad reputation of having HORRIBLE pacing. Now, to be fair, many people say that the pacing only gets truly horrible AFTER a very specific arc about halfway through the series (which is where a lot of anime watchers jump ship to the manga)

However, I'll be honest... I wasn't a super huge fan of the pacing from the beginning. To clarify, I STARTED with the anime. I don't have a super great attention span, so having to wait around 38 or so episodes for "Arlong Park", the arc that people suggest you get to before deciding whether to keep going or quit, was very difficult for me at first. I got through it, and I'm glad I did, but as soon as I did, I decided to switch over to the manga and had a much easier time.

-I find the show's music very repetitive at times. That's not to say the music is necessarily bad, I love the One Piece OST! It's just... over the years they have barely updated the soundtrack. Every arc you might here one or two new tracks, however a lot of the time you'll hear the same tracks replayed in the same sort of situations. ("OVERTAKEN" is an AMAZING track, but if I hear it one more time I'm gonna snap)

-This is a bit of a nitpick but I need to say it. One Piece's sound effects, while iconic, are also extremely outdated. When you start the series and hear the older-styled Toei Animation sound design, it is super charming because it fits with the older visuals. However in more modern One Piece, which visually looks incredible, THEY STILL USE THE OLD SOUND EFFECTS AND THEY JUST DON'T FIT.

TOEI, UPDATE YOUR SOUND LIBRARY!!!

ANYWAY...

Anyway, I hope my funny little list here helps!! Sorry it's so long, went a bit off the handle. But I think this is a fine enough starter guide and may help you get started!

[totheseok]

home is where the heart is

Jung Sungchan x reader

synopsis: Sungchan and y/n are family friends but y/n moved abroad and they lost touch, now y/n is back in Korea for uni and it's just so happens sungchan is attending too and now he's helping her readjust and navigate through life in Korea. What could possibly go wrong?

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stage five: blind bags and manifestation

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warnings: swearing (again 😔)

a/n: kind of a filler chapter?

taglist (open): @seungzzzz @wccycc @syupakingcowbaby @billiondollarworth @revehosh @yyangj3lly

comment ask or message to be added to the taglist :))

[canirove]

In The Name of Love | Chapter 27

Author's note: I was going to skip this chapter because it totally is a filler one that just helps the time jumps to not feel so big, but after Pedri's injury yesterday and seeing his face on the bench, I think we could do with something a bit light-hearted where he is just horny and like Val says, thinking with his 🍆

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Masterlist

I hate Christmas

What happened now? 😂

The kids' performance I'm done with it 

I thought your kids were great

And they are But since this year I'm also helping with other groups, I'm having to be present during all the rehearsals, and some have to repeat their performances over and over again and 😩😫

Poor Val 😔

Yes, poor me 😭 And today they told me I have to wear a Mrs. Santa costume!

Uuuh, sexy 😏

I work in a school, Pedro 🙄

And?

I'm not going to wear what you are thinking about

Which is? 😏

Something very short

Yeah, your legs are amazing and the parents would pay you more attention than to the kids

🙄🙄🙄

You can wear it for me, tho 😏

Maybe for bed when you stay over at my place for Christmas 😏

Yes, while your family are there 🙄

It's a big house, they won't see anything

Or hear 😏

Stop thinking with your 🍆, Pedro

Too late

Now I need to see you wearing a Mrs. Santa costume

Gonna see what they have on Amazon

Idiot 🙄

━━━━━━❃━━━━━━

"Merry Christmas, gorgeous."

"Hello, Pepi."

"Seriously? I welcome you with beautiful words and that's what you say in return?"

"Sorry" I shrug.

"Ok, come here" Pedri says, closing the door and pushing me against it before kissing me.

"What was all that about?" I ask when we finally manage to break apart, both of us panting.

"We have a couple of hours on our own before my brother and my parents are back, and since you won't want to do anything while they are here, I want to make the most of our time alone."

"Oh, so that's why you told me to come early…"

"Yes" he smirks. "So, without further ado…"

"Pedri!" I laugh when he throws me over his shoulder.

"We can't waste our time, my love" he says, slapping my butt. 

"Just don't drop me down the stairs, ok?"

"Never. I've got you, Val. Now and always."

"Getting cheesy before you rail me?" I laugh again.

"You know me, I can do both" he says, slapping me again.

━━━━━━❃━━━━━━

"Don't fall asleep, Val."

"I'm not."

"I can hear you snoring already" Pedri says.

"I don't snore."

"Ouch!" he complains when I twist his nipple. "That hurt!"

"Good" I say. "But if I'm falling asleep, it's all your fault."

"Mine?" he chuckles.

"Yes, yours. You are running your fingers through my hair and you know how that makes me feel."

"Should I massage other parts of your bod… Ouch! That seriously hurts, Val!"

"Then stop being an idiot" I smile, moving to rest my chin on his chest and look at him.

"So mean."

"Don't you say that you like it?"

"Yeah, but when it is just words. I can't feel my nipple."

"Aww, poor Pepi. Are you going to tell your mummy?" I tease him.

"What I'm going to do is not give you an early Christmas present I got you."

"What?"

"I'm sorry, Valeria. You are grounded."

"I'm what?" I laugh.

"Grounded."

"Will you forgive me if I do this?" I say, kissing his chest.

"No."

"And this?" I say, moving to kiss his cheek.

"Nope."

"And what about this?" I say again, kissing his jaw while my hand moves down his stomach.

"Nothing."

"Then why can I feel your body tensing?"

"I don't know what you are talking about."

"Are you sure?" I whisper in his ear, biting his earlobe and touching him all at the same time.

"Bloody hell, Valeria."

"Am I still grounded?"

"Yes."

"Yes, I am grounded, or yes, you like what my hand is doing?"

"Both" he whispers.

"Ok, then I'll stop."

"Don't" he says, grabbing my hand and opening his eyes, the intensity with which he is looking at me making me gasp.

"Make up your mind, Pedro" I manage to say.

"You are gonna keep doing what you were doing, but with my present."

"What?" I say as he leaves the bed.

"Remember our conversation the other day?"

"We talk daily and about the most random things, Pedri. I need you to be more specific."

"When you complained about the Christmas performance."

"Oh, that one. What about it?"

"Remember what you said about a costume?"

"A cos… No. No, no, no, no."

"Yes" Pedri smirks, walking back to the bed with a Christmas bag.

"You didn't."

"I did."

"I don't want it."

"It's a present, Val. You can't say no to it."

"Yes, I can."

"You haven't even seen it."

"But I can imagine it."

"And can you also imagine everything I can do to you while you wear it?" he asks, arching an eyebrow and giving me that smile that he knows makes my knees feel like jelly.

"I…" I mumble.

"We still have like an hour left until my family arrives and we have to start getting ready for dinner. So put it on and let me give you the best orgasm of your life."

"What?" I laugh. Though it comes out as a nervous laugh.

"I mean, I've given you all the best orgasms of your life, but you know what I mean. C'mon, Val. You won't regret it."

"Ok, fine. But no photos" I say, finally giving up and taking the bag from his hands.

"Just one."

"No."

"Please, Val. Let me have something to look at during those lonely nights when I'm away."

"You already have things to look at" I say, walking towards the bathroom.

"But not like this. And it's Christmas! C'mon" he pouts.

"Doing that face is cheating, Pedri. You know I can't say no to it."

"Please…" 

"Ok, fine. But just one photo, so you better think about what you want."

"Oh, I know what I want. I have it all planned" he smirks. 

"You are so…"

"Handsome? Romantic?" 

"Idiot."

"You call me that so often that it has lost its meaning, Val. Now it feels like a cute nickname."

"Urgh" I groan, rolling my eyes.

"Less complaining and more putting on that dress. We can't waste our time."

"But what if they come early and they catch us…"

"Having sex while you are wearing a Mrs. Santa costume?" 

"Yes, exactly. Don't you hear how stupid it sounds?"

"What I want to hear is you moaning my name. So c'mon, Val."

"Wasn't what we did enough?"

"Val…"

"Why don't we save it for after Christmas? You'll be even hornier than you are right now, and it'll be more… interesting" I say, slowly walking towards him. "And we can do it all over the house, not just here in your room."

"Do you have anything in mind?" he asks, arching one of those perfect eyebrows of his.

"I have a few ideas, yes" I reply with a cheeky smile. "So let's go back to cuddling and leave this for when it is just you and I."

"That is so tempting…"

"A really good plan if you ask me" I say, wrapping my arms around his neck. 

"Ok, fine. We'll save the costume for after Christmas. But can I at least get a quickie before they arrive?" he smiles, trying to look innocent.

"One."

"Just one."

"Don't get carried away, Pedro."

"I won't, I promise. We'll even have time for some cuddles and even a shower."

"That's too quick, isn't it? What about… shower and then cuddles?"

"And the sex?"

"In the shower" I smirk, letting go of him and taking a step back.

"Oh… that sounds really good."

"I know. Shall we, then?" I say, throwing the bag with the stupid costume to the other side of the room and taking his hand.

"Let's go. But one last thing."

"Now what?" I say, rolling my eyes.

"Merry Christmas, Val" he smiles.

"Merry Christmas, Pedri" I reply before he once again throws me over his shoulder, making me giggle like an idiot. 

[keiicom]

the new manhwa chapters are just filler at this point 😭 they're dragging out the outer god fight scene for so long. why cant they just wrap it up :(((

I'M NGL I HAVEN'T READ THEM LMFAOOO 😭

I got the feeling that would be the case 😔 they really need to work on their pacing atm lmao. same thing happened with the paradise arc

[thisthirstisreal]

Gege, I know you have no idea how to write yourself out of the corner with Yuji and Sukuna, but at least make this filler chapter entertaining 🤡

This is so boring 😔 I don't need such a long flashback about a gag character's backstory

[nobodysdaydreams]

1, 5, 32 and/or 71 for the ask game! Hope you’re doing well, don’t forget hydration and sleep!

At long last I am beginning to clean out the inbox. Thank you Katie for the hydration tip and for the asks!

(1) Do you prefer writing one-shots or multi-chaptered fics?

This is a hard one to answer. One shots (I consider anything less than 20k words a one shot because I have a problem, and I don’t think I can write real one shots😔), are easier in that they don’t take as long, and I can get the idea out, show you all my story, and get feedback relatively quickly. However, once a one shot is written, it’s written, and then it’s back the drawing board to come up with new ideas. Whereas with really long multi chapter fics, the idea keeps going, there’s always something new to think about, another “one shot” or character moment or twist to weave into the story, and I love seeing your reactions and how invested different people get into different subplots and storylines. What is frustrating about multi chapter fics is that there’s a lot of delayed gratification involved for me and for you as the reader, because I have twists and ideas in SOS that I want to show you and talk about and I can’t yet, because we’re not there yet, whereas for something like the Martina Redemption fic, it’s technically a multi chapter fic, but they’re short chapters, and I wrote it all over a long weekend. Whereas I’ve been writing SOS since January and rotating the idea for it since before I even got a tumblr so… yeah that’s over a year now dang. So I’d say multi chapter fics, with the acknowledgment that there is probably a balance to be had somewhere in between the two extremes. SOS is a lot of fun to write, but I don’t think I could commit to writing another huge multi chapter fic at the same time, whereas it’s a lot easier to balance multiple wips when they’re one shots.

5. Do you like constructive criticism?

Interesting question. About my writing or in general? For my writing I’d say yes, but so far I haven’t gotten any. Which might be a good thing, although I did say when I first started writing fic, “hey I’ve never done much or any creative writing before, so if you have any feedback on things I can improve, please let me know”, but I haven’t gotten anything yet so I guess that means I’m doing okay? At least I hope. As for criticisms of myself or my blog in general, I’d accept constructive criticism on that too, as long as it’s worded nicely and doesn’t trigger my RSD.

32. Name three of your favorite fanfic writers.

Ah, fishing for compliments I see /j /lh. But please do not make me choose so many of you are so good! I want to tag every fic author in the fandom, and yet I’m so paranoid I’ll forget just one or two people and would never forgive myself. So besides you @myfairkatiecat (obviously), I’ll say the authors whose stuff I’ve read the most recently: @sophieswundergarten (for her amazing Sticky fic I seriously cannot hype that one up enough), @phtalogreenpoison (the Reynie is Curtain’s prodigy AU is incredible), and @heyitsthatonesmolgay because I am waiting on the edge of my seat for the greatest fear AU it sounds so good (check out snippets here and here)!

71. When it comes to more complicated narratives, how do you keep track of outlines, characters, development, timeline, etc. ?

Very good question. For my longer stuff, I start with the scenes and moments I have pinned down in my head that inspired the fic, bullet point the scenes in chronological order, and then write in the details that go in between and ideas for how to get from bullet point A to bullet point B and how I can write in additional “one shots” or impactful and interesting character moments to make those transitions seem less like plot filler and more exciting and fun to read and have it add something to either the characters or the story. Then when I’ve already written part of my fic, I still try to keep track of unfinished plot threads, cliff hangers, or things I plan to explain later (e.g., What happened with Sticky’s parents? Where did Isaac and Lindsey go? What’s up with Miss. Perumal’s past?). As for the characters, I do try to take the time to flesh out minor characters, because you can do that a bit more in a novel vs. tv format, but I also try to make sure I keep the main characters interesting and don’t create an unbalanced plot. I’ve talked about this before, but an unbalanced plot happens in a lot of shows where a few characters have these big mysteries that the whole fandom is super involved in and then these other main characters either end up with filler or their character development gets backtracked and rerun because they don’t know what to do with their storylines (this was one of my season 3 worries when season 3 was gonna be a thing and you can click the link to read more if you’re curious). I try to make sure all the main characters get some focus, and I also do that by letting some characters establish themselves before I start writing about other ones. For example, in SOS, that started as mostly Curtain and his friends, I establish a sense for their dynamic, and then Nicholas and his friends came into the story, and I’m slowly bringing more focus on Rhonda and Number Two, and as I’m going into season 2 I plan to write a lot more with Number Two especially, because of all the time she spends with Curtain and Nicholas in the compound.

I hope this answered your questions and thank you so much for the amazing asks (and yes, I will be drinking water). I hope you have a wonderful day! 🥰🥰🥰

[kamiversee]

MY HEARTTTTT OH MY GOD this chapter was so much fun to read!! it was hilarious and almost pitiful to read Gojo’s passage and how he had do deep clean himself and his room 😭😭😭 smelling like dick is CRAZY

that part where you mentioned that Gojo knew about the reader even before Shoko knew the reader?? when did Shoko and the reader move in with each other? i vaguely recall the mention of Gojo talking about the reader nonstop for the past 3 years, but then at what point did the reader and Shoko meet and decide to move in?

also i was that anon that suggested the theory that Gojo might have “hurt” people before to isolate the reader (https://www.tumblr.com/kamiversee/745973714738397184/ive-always-wondered-why-the-reader-has-been-so), but now i can’t help but wonder if he even went as far as making sure that Shoko and the reader moved in with each other so he’d have more opportunities to see and talk to the reader… 🤔 it’s a really far fetched theory but it would make a lot of sense for his obsession

… unless the obsession on really started once Satoru started blackmailing the reader? but that makes things even more confusing 🥲 FUCK, KAMI

but that cut to the reader getting ready for her date with Shoko was so cute. i love that Shoko’s quick to show her bias towards Satoru, it’s so cute 🥹 throughout this story i’ve always wondered about what Shoko would think about this whole situation, how she’d react knowing that one of her best friends made her roommate go through horrible things. she’s so cute dude UGH SHOKO ENDGAME!!!

that part where Shoko’s talking about how love is powerful enough to make people do crazy things is feels like it’s going to be a recall moment for Choso to think back on once some crazy shit does happen 😔 i’m detecting angst in our future soon 🫣 Kami i’m not ready

i really hope this date goes well 😭😭😭 my anxious brain’s like “someone’s gonna crash it and ruin everything” but i’m hoping to god it’s not true. i need the reader and Choso to have ONE happy moment 😭😭😭😭😭 ONE ☝️‼️‼️‼️ THEY’RE SO CUTE TOGETHER OMFG PLEEEEAAAASE

-☃️

Slight yap:

Ayy I’m glad this recent chap was fun & enjoyable tbh, it felt like sm of a filler episode ngl😭

Reader & Shoko moved in with each other during early summertime (so around June the year prior to the current year, HOPE THIS MAKES SENSE TnT)

Ofc tht theory was you, it’s always you cooking these masterpieces up😭🙏

Aaaand uhh, I CANT ASNWER ANYTHING !! 😛

Anywho, I’m glad the development between Shoko & the reader is clear because in the beginning I believe it is explained that they talked ofc but not as much so I’m glad I was able to show some form of growth !!

Also guys no angst is comingggg 😹 I think…

GLAD U ENJOYED THO !! Im excited to write Choso & the reader’s date ^.^

[urbandeity]

Hi Urban! For the writing goals ask game, can I ask 🥸 + 🦷 + 🥳 ?

Hi Jay! Thank you for the ask!!

Writer Goal Ask List

🥸 - Does anyone in IRL know you write fanfic or original fiction? If not, do you plan on telling anyone this year?

Absolutely! I have two IRL friends that know the extent of what I write (smut and all), and my dad and two siblings knows I write fanfic (they don't need to know about the smut tho).

I can't imagine anyone else in my life I'd be really comfortable telling, but there's a whole year to make new connections and discover tons about others! So who knows :)

🦷 - Is there a chapter, scene, or WIP you're dreading to write (but is necessary to your plot)? Share a snippet or tell us about it!

GOD yes. Both of my children, Magnolia and SBH, are stuck in the "a bit of time needs to pass before the next story arc" phase. I'm never sure how to write "a few days passed etc" without getting too dull nor making it seem like I'm timeskipping too suddenly or something. Then I start the next story arc and think "shit, was that too quick? should there have been more filler?" I'm never satisfied 😔

🥳- How are you going to celebrate when you achieve one of your writing goals?

Take a second to BREATHE, probably, because goddamn these longfics are eating me alive (even though I really love them!!)

And probably dance a lot when I turn the status of either of them to "Completed". That green checkmark brings me so much joy 😭

Then start on the next piece! Probably pull another draft to the forefront and get started, or start up requests or something. I'll be quite happy to just reach that point!

Thank you for the ask @jayteacups!! I hope you have an awesome 2024!

ask me anything!

[randomgentlefolk]

CPC CHAPTER 147

I've said this again and again but I am really sorry for not posting in a long time.

This is more of a filler so there are not much lore but hey! I love fillers XD

YOOOOOO WHITNEY'S SLUMBER PARTY AND THERE ARE EVEN BBQs

HOW STRONG IS WHITNEY???? He's carrying Laverne casually and not even slouching....

Reene's little note is cute! ^^ (i always forget how to spell her name..)

Damn Prez

That sucks, there there 🫂

Frederick panicking on the ground is a mood seriously. Sometimes when everything is so bad I just want to lay on the ground and scream you know?

I'm glad the misunderstanding has finally been addressed! It feels SO GOOD whenever that happens.

Still wondering what happened to the bullies ngl... though they are probably dead right now.

Saffron standing up for the boys! Love him for that. Tho oof to his date. He should've brought her flowers and show off his flower arranging skill 😔

WHITNEY

CURTIS BOUTTA GET HIM LMAO

And Prez teaching the others Martial art is great, but it might be a little too late.. But well, all ya gotta do in fight is punch punch kick slam right? I've never been in a real physical fight before. Tho I personally like the "confuse your enemies" method.

Poor Freddie though. Why is he so unlucky? 😭

"Weakest"?? LELAND YOU BOUTTA GET SMACKED

(I sense Lance betraying Leland and I'm here for it)

[onlyjaeyun]

hi Zadie 🤜🏽🤛🏽

been keepin’ up with ur stories and ur replies to other readers. was here since hype boy > poison > and now, strictly business 🤭

i haftu say that i’m a fan of the slight slow-burn theme bc to me, it makes the plot feel much more real and it makes me dive into it nicely — not just plunging into a realm that confuses me. and u got that tbh! and i love it! and bc i love reading, in general: books, mangas, fanfics etc. so, for me the pace u’ve built for strictly business is crazy good, bc that’s a theme u share with most of the books i’ve read and fallen in love with!

tho i doubt it would be considered slow burn since the story progresses at chapter 20-ish hahahah

as a reader, of course we are allowed to express how we feel abt the story to the author. and i love that u’ve been listening to ur readers too. but i hope u don’t forget that u’re the writer and u decide what’s best for the story u’re crafting. i rlly want to see what u’ve planned for SB come to live rather than have it being constantly tweaked 😔🥺

i truly think u know what u’re writing, what u want and how u want it to be bc it speaks volumes with ur other stories. so please, while u consider everyone’s feedback, do not forget abt urself and what u want this story to be like! 🦾

i rlly, rlly, rlly love the way u craft ur smAUs; the plot, the structure, the filler contents, the side characters u chose, the interactions / conversations between characters etc. and i rlly, rlly, reeeaaally hope u see this msg and feel better!

u got this 🤩 🙌🏽 ❤️

— 🅰️

first of all, thank you so much for taking the time out of your day to send me this baby, i kind of really needed it 🥺 hearing you say these things really opened my eyes bc im pretty sure y'all could tell i was already overthinking my decisions for the plot of strictly business but you're absolutely right. this is my smau and i know what's best for kt and people will or won't like it so there's not really much i can do besides accept it. i'm writing this for myself before i do it for anyone else and you helped me realise this again so thank you so, so much baby i hope you have a great day and know how lived and appreciated you are 💞🧸

[sanchoyo]

in one of the early drafts of tm2 queen had a pet that I can only describe as ‘Neapolitan ice cream colored space bunny’ that was like. An alien she picked up somewhere from a random planet (don’t ask when or how) that was a member of a very vicious carnivorous race that would just DECIMATE any life/ecosystems (stand in for invasive species bc tmm is a very environmentally concerned series and so my little fan series spin-off must also be) I cut this bunny pet from the story tho and cut and a goofy filler chapter where it got loose on earth and team tm2 has to chase it around loony toons style to catch it and it hates everyone besides queen So So much . But I wanted to let u all know how funny silly some of the draft ideas were 😔

[s-brant]

it’s 3am and i’m sobbing . i cannot do this. i’m actually broken like this is so sad. despite everything i know they both care for and love each other so so much. tell me a cute memory of harry and y/n once had pls i am so sad like idk maybe they baked cookies together 😔

haven’t been on here in awhile cuz i was in la for his shows and i come back to this where my heart is literally getting ripped out of my chest like i am so broken . he loved her so much :(

ik i’ve said it a million times but no other fic has affected me the way getaway car has and i truly think it’s one of the most beautiful pieces of work i have ever read. usually when fics have multiple parts, the plot kinda ends up dying or it just becomes boring, but you did such a good job in keeping every chapter interesting and engaging and i feel as tho there weren’t any obvious fillers that were unnecessary. i love it so much. you’re so talented i will forever say that like truly <3

i will be laying here imaging the two in another universe where they’re happy and no lies were told and they love each other so bad and they have a dog together and everything is okay and they’re able to say i love you to one another

*hugs* one of the happier memories i like to think about with them is just the two of them sitting on the couch watching tv shows together. it’s mentioned in passing a few times without being given an actual scene or paragraph devoted to describing it, but they did hang out and watch a lot of stuff on the couch together. i like to think they always made popcorn and she would bake something like cookies, and they’d get really into whatever show they were watching.

yes he did love her so much 🥺 literally he loved her so much it makes my heart ache. but i hope you had fun at your LA shows!!

and thank you so so so much 🥰🥰 it has been a joy to read all of your lovely feedback, i always looked forward to seeing your username in my inbox, and i really appreciate you. i also appreciate what you said about it not becoming boring or dragged, i really did try to not put any filler parts in there and love that you took notice of that!

oh i always try to imagine what it could’ve been like if they just met without any of the leo or hitman stuff in the way. like if harry hadn’t had to borrow the money and they met and fell in love like normal. they’d totally have a pitbull puppy and a few kids. harry pre-leo was an absolute sweetheart and would have worshipped the ground she walked on just as much as he did in the current timeline of the story.