#haven’t been posting for 2 years… hope to get the hang of it again

[orikeel]

I’m alive!! Here’s a Zelda

(gentle reminder that you can also find me on Instagram!)

[snotbuggle]

Omega when she gets to jail and realizes that she now has to big sister four other children. One of which is nowhere near her age.

Going to try and condense some more serious thoughts about these episodes down below so I can avoid spoiling someone as much as possible and not post a dozen times. I don’t want to miss tag any one of those.

Jex/Jek?? I can’t completely remember his name, but the mirialan kid is for sure not going to trust her at all. Can’t say much for the pantoran kid since they haven’t shown much of them so far, but Eva is going to love her.

I think the mirialan kid is definitely going to be skeptical of Omega’s prior knowledge of the facility, Emerie, and why they’re there. Although he might overlook these things hanging on her promise that her brothers will get her, and in turn them, out of there. I can’t help but wonder what Omega and the others will think after about a week and there still not being a rescue. (These two are assuming that she will be placed with the other force sensitive children. Although she may be moved since her blood actually works for project Necromancer)

Crosshair is definitely going to hear it from Hunter. ESPECIALLY after he threw Hunter’s past failure to keep her out of Tantiss in his face. What I think will weigh on his conscience more though is the fact he thinks she’ll be alone this time. In a way she definitely will, but I have no doubt that he realizes he was probably the highlight of her day. He was probably the one thing that kept her hopeful even if he tried to talk down on her and get her to leave. Yes, she had hope that Hunter and Wrecker would find her, but she also needed someone there with her. A familiar face and not someone who just revealed they were your sister out of the blue. Her situation has changed, but Crosshair doesn’t know that. The Crosshair guilt is going to be so real in these last episodes.

Switching gears, CX agents are always a cool and interesting topic for me. While the identity of CX-2 isn’t usually as engaging, I have to say that I’ve drifted from the standpoint of “there’s no way that’s Tech” to “it’s a possibility” over the course of the last two episodes. I’ve seen some fun ideas for who it is otherwise. Personally, I think that they’re probably just another copy paste man with no autonomy anymore.

ANYHOW! I haven’t seen anyone talk about it much, but the scene with Hemlock reviewing the CX agent data and the capsule has me thinking a little harder on their creation/conditioning. The way Hemlock talks about the other operatives as well. “The others aren’t ready to join you” (paraphrasing) seems to show that after the mental conditioning through obviously brutal means, it takes a load of time to physically condition the agents. Seeing as CX-1 was most likely initiated around the same time as Crosshair (I choose to believe that they were near each other’s tables which is why they’re familiar), that took around five months to half a year. In that time span there had to be a lot of soldiers who Hemlock saw fit to be “reprogrammed” but we see very few operatives throughout. This means that if they make it out of mental conditioning, physical conditioning is most likely very dangerous and often times fatal. I’d like to draw attention to the capsules as a part of that physical conditioning. There were several capsules that Hemlock was observing, along with the foggy one that is most likely that new Huyang-lookin-ass operative. If these capsules are the final stage of physical conditioning, it adds meaning to CX-2’s first line, “Why have I been activated?” (Once again paraphrasing). Although the capsules could be for something else entirely.

Also a bit of a gripe, why in the world do you need a new secret-secret operative, Hemlock? You have the commandos, and then the first X troopers, now the CX’s, and what? You wanted a new one? I can’t tell if this man is an overachiever or just way too absorbed into the advanced trooper rabbit hole. Also for you Tech theorists, it’s kinda suspicious that he makes a new version of agents isn’t it? Almost like there’s something…deviant about him?

Completely side tracking here, I really like Phee’s awareness in the station. Yeah she didn’t hear the blaring alarm, but she was in a room where it’d be hard to hear anyways. However, when she got back she felt something was off about the ramp. We’ve seen how slick CX-2 is, so her noticing something is up was a nice touch imo. Also was very appreciative of her caution and readiness with her knife. I love when female characters get to be aware of their surroundings and ready to throw hands if things go south.

In conclusion, thank you for listening to my dump-rambling. I’ve been trying to keep my lips shut so I don’t miss tag anything and spoil it for someone (because I know that I’ll forget to tag everything right). I hope Wrecker is okay. And even if I’m not a Tech CX theorist, I have to admit that I’ve been seeing some fairly strong parallels.

[lambertdiary]

I LOVE ANGST could you maybe do a part 2 of sorry won't fix this?? and make it hurt really bad pls

"Sorry Won't Fix This" Masterlist

A/N: I’ve had this on my drafts for like a week but I finally finished it! Sorry it took so long to post (as always). Also I don’t know if “I made it hurt” but I just went for something very dramatic, like actually unnecessary drama, so I guess let me know what you guys think!! Thanks for reading 🫶🏻

Word Count: 2.1+k

Warnings: angst, language, jealousy, Dalton being shitty, heated argument, mentions of cheating

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It’s Too Late

After the New Year’s party, Dalton tried to go after Y/N, but Chloe and her friends caught him before he could leave the mansion “You’re leaving so soon?” Chloe asked him.

“Uh- My friends are leaving” He replied, looking back at the door, watching them leave together.

Chloe followed his stare and landed on Y/N and Chris, and then got closer to his ear to make sure he would hear her “Well, seems like they have each other, I’m sure they’re gonna be okay” She wrapped her arms around his neck, forcing him to look at her “I want you to stay here with me”

Dalton was at a loss of words, maybe his intoxicated system getting in the way of thinking about the right thing to do, but he nodded frantically when he noticed her leaning in for a kiss again. 

It’s been weeks since the New Year’s incident. Y/N and Dalton have not talked to each other, and Chris was left with the annoying ‘messenger girl’ role. She didn’t wanna have to pick a side, they were both her friends and she just wanted things to go back to normal, but if she had to she would side with Y/N, cause there was no denying it was a pretty shitty thing to do and she completely understood Y/N wanting to cut him off.

Dalton tried to reach out to Y/N several times, but after their heated argument she knew they could never be friends again, but he felt like he could still fix it, even though he probably wouldn’t know what to say and the fact that he never broke contact with Chloe after the party made it a little more difficult, but he made a good job at keeping it a secret from both of them.

For days Y/N avoided going to her favourite places just to ensure she wouldn’t see him before she was entirely over him, but she got tired of being locked in her room waiting for her stupid feelings to go away, so she decided to get her act together and not care about him.

After class, Y/N walked to one of the coffee shops she loved. She was planning on staying there and getting some work done on her computer, so once she entered the café she carefully thought about her order, considering buying something to eat as well.

Dalton was there too, and he couldn’t help but look at her when she walked in. He started sweating and quickly turned around and slowly sank into his seat, hoping she wouldn’t recognize him, the last thing he wanted was for Y/N to see him with Chloe.

“What’s wrong?” Chloe asked, looking around trying to find the reason for his actions. 

“Nothing, this chair is just a little uncomfortable” He laughed nervously.

She got closer to him and whispered “Do you wanna go back to your dorm?”

He nodded as he unhurriedly stood up, subtly looking back at Y/N to try and avoid her. 

Chloe held his hand and Dalton couldn't say no to her, holding her back and looking down the entire time. Dalton felt like he was holding his breath the whole walk to the exit and he was ready to leave the café, but his hopes of going unnoticed vanished when he heard Chloe greet Y/N.

“Y/N!” Chloe exclaimed, getting her attention. Y/N turned to look at her, but her demeanour changed completely when she saw him and their hands connecting “I haven’t seen you since the party”

“Oh- hi” Y/N gave them a phoney smile “Um… I haven’t been around much” She admitted.

Dalton didn’t dare to look up at her, feeling too much shame to meet her gaze “Well we should hang out sometime, I haven’t had a chance to meet with Dalton’s friends” She said looking at him, but his eyes were still fixated on the floor “You never properly introduced us”

“Uh-” He didn’t know what to say or do, knowing that he would probably regret it no matter what “Sorry, Y/N this is Chloe, my- uh, we met in the art building, her roommate is in my class” He stammered.

Chloe’s smile faded a little, but Y/N didn’t wanna be the reason for someone else’s sadness “We should definitely hang out Chloe, we can drag Chris with us too”

Her face lit up and her smile came back “I would love that! I’ll have Dalton give me your number and we can talk” Chloe started to walk towards the door again, she waved Y/N goodbye and left  the establishment still holding Dalton’s hand.

Y/N had no reason to be mad or jealous, she didn’t wanna be, they made it clear they were done with each other last time they spoke, but for some reason she couldn’t bury her feelings, no matter how hard she tried. A day didn’t go by where she didn't regret confessing she still had feelings for him, those words slipping out of her mouth would haunt her in the darkest nights when he was the only one present in her mind. It was obvious he was over her, so why was it so hard to let him go?

She went back to her dorm and tried to get her mind to focus on her schoolwork. Later that night, a knock on her door interrupted her. She left her chair and went to open the door, thinking Chris had forgotten her key again, but instead she found Chloe standing on the other side. Chloe smiled at her and a resentful feeling went through her body. Y/N sighed and smiled back, reminding herself that she had no reason to be bitter towards her.

“Hey!” She said, awkwardly waving at Y/N “I guess it’s a little weird to just show up at your door but I hope you don’t mind”

Y/N shook her head and moved to the side, signalling Chloe to come in “Not at all, don’t worry”

“Thanks” She said, stepping in and looking around, analysing Y/N’s dorm “Woah, your dorm is really pretty, really… tidy” 

“Thank you” Y/N laughed “I guess it’s very different from Dalton’s huh?”

“Tell me about it, when he got rid of a few portraits on his wall to make space to put mine up, he left them on the floor and have been there for weeks ” She said smiling. Y/N just stared at her, wondering if the portraits he got rid of were the ones he painted when they were together.

Y/N was about to say something, but Chloe continued talking “Listen… Dalton told me about you guys” She stopped for a moment “And I think it would be better for us if you… maybe stopped being friends” 

Y/N scoffed, looking away from Chloe to stop herself from saying something she would regret “We’re not friends” She clarified “I don’t know if he told you this but we haven’t talked in weeks, so I guess you have nothing to worry about” She snapped.

“Okay, glad we’re on the same page” Chloe made her way to the door and opened it, but before leaving she turned around one more time and said “He told me you’re still in love with him so I’m sure you understand why I’d feel uncomfortable” She didn’t wait for a reply and just closed the door behind her, leaving Y/N feeling a million different emotions.

Now she was mad, and this time she had a reason to. She looked for her phone and was about to call Dalton, but immediately stopped herself, maybe she had nothing left to discuss with him, it was clear he wanted her out of his life.

Chloe went back downstairs to Dalton’s dorm. He didn’t know where she had been, and him telling her about his past relationship with Y/N and that she was still in love with him was just an excuse to have Chloe stop asking about her after the coffee shop encounter. He never intended for Y/N to find out, and he obviously never thought Chloe would confront her about it.

She stayed there with him for a few more hours, but finally said she had to go back to her own dorm “Are you sure you can’t stay tonight?” He asked her, walking her to his door.

Chloe shook his head and kissed him again “I have an early day tomorrow, sorry”

“Okay” He giggled, caressing her cheek “But I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“Of course” He gave her a hug, his hands brushing her back as he inhaled her scent “And don’t worry about Y/N, she’s not gonna be a problem”

Dalton pulled away and furrowed his eyebrows “What do you mean?”

“I talked to her and she basically promised she won’t bother us” Chloe said nonchalantly.

Dalton could feel his heart starting to race “What did you tell her?”

“What you told me” She shrugged her shoulders and kissed him one more time, walking away as if nothing happened.

Dalton stood there processing what Chloe said, thinking about what he should do next. After a moment, he closed the door and started walking to Y/N’s dorm, dreading the conversation that was about to happen.

He knocked on her door and started calling her name more desperately when he got no answer.

A girl in the dorm next door opened her door and looked at him with annoyance “Are you kidding? It’s midnight” 

“Sorry” He whispered as he watched her go back in and slam her door. He was about to give up but the door in front of him opened, revealing a furious Y/N.

“Shit- Y/N, I can explain” He said right away, entering her room.

“Explain what?”

“This- I didn’t mean for any of this to happen” Dalton looked at her expecting some kind of response, but Y/N just gave him a blank stare “I’m sorry, I didn’t think Chloe would take things this far and after the party she just kept calling me so we kept seeing each other. I guess she’s my- She wanted to be more and I-” He sighed, running out of things to say “Aren’t you gonna say anything?”

“Yeah. What the fuck is your problem?” 

“My problem is i’m in love with you”

Y/N scoffed “Don’t”

“Why?”

“Because I would hate to know that you’re chasing someone else while being with me” She snapped “Which you probably did”

“I never cheated on you”

“Well- I don’t know Dalton, I feel like I don’t know you” She could feel her eyes starting to drip, wondering if he did the same thing while being with her “Why are you doing this?”

“Because you were right, it was my fault that things didn’t work out between us and I wish I knew that sooner” He approached her “I just wanna fix things”

She shook her head and took a step back “It doesn’t matter, you can’t do this to her” “But I wanna be with you”

“It’s too late, it’s over”

“Just like that?” He whispered “Then why did you tell me you still loved me?”

“I don’t know, Dalton, but even after I confessed my feelings for you, you still went back to her… And you stayed with her all this time”

“That doesn’t mean anything”

She scoffed again, this time more annoyed “Well, you’re with her now but you’re standing here in the middle of the night saying that you love me. How could I ever trust you?” Dalton stayed silent “I mean, do you blame Chloe for feeling that way? How do you think she would feel if she knew what you’re doing right now?”

Dalton took a deep breath as he tried to collect his thoughts. Y/N was right, and he knew she was “She’s not gonna know”

Y/N’s nostrils flared as her face was contorted with rage “You’re a coward, that’s what you are” She said, pointing a finger at him “You do realise that everything that happened is your fault? From us breaking up in the first place to whatever shit show you have going on with her”

“Y/N I’m sorry, I’ll talk to her… I’ll make it right but please” She watched as he got closer to her “Give me another chance”

There was a moment of utter silence, and Dalton’s eyes never left hers as he waited for her response “You should leave” He tried to beg her one more time, but she stopped him right away “When you talk to her please leave me out of it, I don’t wanna cause any more problems between you guys”

At that moment he completely gave up, knowing that no matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to get her back.

[imaginethezeldaverse]

Hot Spring Mishap (Yunobo x Reader) - Part 1

I originally started this in an ask but it got so long and I wanted to go another way with it that I decided I wanted to make this a mini series instead. Not sure how many parts yet - probably 2? Definitely will be nsfw later because hello have you seen what I post? Anywho, enjoy. Reader is written female/afab.

This time of year always rendered the hot springs in Eldin rather crowded. You'd been dying for a soak yourself, but found it difficult to get there at a time where it wasn't completely overrun by Gorons or tourists. Being that you lived in Goron City as a merchant made it extra frustrating; it should be easier than it is to get some time to relax! Particularly wound up after your long day, you do your best to try and sprint to the hot springs just a walk away from your home. But to your horror and exasperation, they are, once again full of townsfolk and visitors. "Ugh...I'm never gonna get the opportunity at this rate," you begrudgingly sigh, hanging your head. "Yeahhh, these get pretty crowded, don't they?" sounded a voice behind you. Startled, you whipped your head around to immediately face an axe insignia. You recognized it immediately, belonging to the very Goron who visited you at your shop every day as he handled business in the city. Hand to your chest, you took a deep breath as you looked up to a friendly face, "Oh Yunobo! Whew, you scared me." His hands immediately went up, "I'm sorry! I just heard what you were saying about the hot springs, didn't mean to frighten you." You looked back at the hot springs, disappointed all over again that you haven't been able to sit in one for so long. "Seems like the hot springs have really gained some popularity huh?" you said, trying to hide your disheartened expression. Yunobo hummed in agreement, "But that's why I don't use 'em. The ones higher up on Death Mountain are better." 

Higher on Death Mountain? You didn't know there were hot springs up there! Sensing your confusion, Yunobo explained, "Tourists don't know too much about them, well kept Goron secret, y'know?" and he rubbed at the back of his head, "B-But you've been in the city for quite a while now, I don't mind telling you!" You would come to find that it would take two cart trips up there, but he was right - on the back end of Death Mountain were several smaller hot springs, some even being blocked off by walls of long-cooled magma. What a delight! "Yunobo, thank you for showing me this! I hope it's alright if I come here." He grinned jovially at you, "Everybody in the city knows you well enough by now, you're basically one of us! What's ours is yours." This touched you tremendously. Goron City was very inviting already, but Yunobo had always been exceptionally kind to you. You remembered when you first moved there to start your business - he carried your things for you effortlessly, helped you make connections with people in town and travelers who would escalate your sales, always popped into your shop to check on you as a daily routine. You owed the Goron a great debt - one that he swore never needed repaying. Thanking him, you promised to treat him to sirloin rock roast later this week, your treat. For now, you decided to head home - the knowledge of finally having a place to relax putting you at ease. However, that night you found your sleep restless. Your poor tired body ached for some tension release, making it difficult to rest. All of your thoughts immediately went to the hot springs Yunobo had mentioned earlier that day. Would it really be so bad if you took a dip this late at night?

You gathered what you needed for your late-night soak and headed off to the carts to make your way up Death Mountain. You had to give it to Yunobo, he was a lifesaver. Not a soul in sight up here! Still though, you headed towards the secluded springs - the privacy and quiet sounding heavenly in your mind (plus you weren’t exactly keen on any Gorons catching you naked should that be a potential problem). It was quite steamy in the closed off hot spring, not that you minded. You welcomed the warmth, letting it envelope your body. Just to be sure it wasn’t too hot, you dipped your toes in.

“Ohhhh my goddess” you moaned with joy, the temperature being nothing short of perfect. After fully undressing and carefully keeping your things in the corner of your space, you slowly entered the spring, the soothing heat encasing your body. The shudder that left you was sinful, followed by the tension of your day whisking away at the water’s embrace on you. Your muscles released in your soaking, each minute renewing the vitality you’d had near the beginning of the week. Swimming a bit was your next idea, working out a few kinks in your back and legs as you paddled. A quick intake of breath and you dove under, allowing the spring water to caress your temples and relinquish all the stress your scalp had been holding onto. With you being underwater, the sound of footsteps didn't hit your ears past the surface of the hot spring. You resurfaced with a large splash, your hands weaving into your hair to wring it out as you stretched to your full height. A large gulping sound had your eyes snapping open in its direction. At the entrance to your hot spring was YunoboCo's one and only president, his face as red as a Hylian tomato. It hadn't registered to you why he was so impossibly flushed...until you realized you were completely naked from the navel up, and he was completely without any clothing as well. Your arms immediately wrapped around your body, covering your chest as you tried to avert your eyes,

“Shit! Yunobo, I’m so-"

“I’M SO SORRY!” he screeched, moving to scramble back out of the hot spring entrance. As he did, you took notice of the water that had pooled at his feet from your sudden upheaval. Without thinking your hand shot out to grab his, "YUNOBO, BE CAREF-" You managed to snag his wrist cuff, but not before he was already slipping. The force of your tug and his stumble had him falling clumsily into the hot spring, effectively sloshing you both to the opposite end by the wave of his fall. Back slammed into the magma-cooled rock, you hissed at the impact. Yet almost instantly you lost focus on the pain. Crowding your frame against the edge of the spring was the Goron champion, his arms caging your body between him and the carved rock. Yunobo’s face was contorted in what looked like pain as he collected himself from the fall, while yours was slowly turning crimson. His face was she inches from yours, your chests nearly pressed against one another. Any words or noise you could have possibly made died in your throat with the closeness of his proximity. “Ergh...” Yunbo groaned, shaking his head, trying to rattle himself back to his senses, “I’m incredibly sorry about all this...are you oka-”  Your wide-eyed stare nearly inches from his own paused his sentence. It was then he realized how he had you, confined to the very little amount of space he had created for you. His hands had a grip on the edge of the hot spring, but in stopping himself from careening into you any further, instead he just shoved you into a corner, with his body being the cage. Anyone could walk in at a moment's notice and insinuate just about anything from the way you both looked right now: him with his rigid stature pressed in close and you with your soft eyes wide looking both scared and in utter shock. He absorbed everything at once, and with a shout, immediately jumped backwards. Yunobo backed away from you slowly this time, his entire face the same shade of the red earth that surrounded Death Mountain.  “I-I’m so s-s-sorry” Yunobo stuttered out with a shake, terrified by what just transpired. Surely, you’d think he was despicable after this. He turns on his heel, lifting himself out of the hot spring, snatching up his things and rolling away with a loud “PLEASE FORGIVE MEEEEE”  You stare in stunned silence, your arms still around your body as you watched the hero roll frantically away. There was a heavy flash of guilt in his eyes before that you didn’t like, and it made you feel guilt of your own. He didn’t hurt you...it was an accident. He understood that, right? The remainder of your time at the hot spring is spent in unease, Yunobo was a good friend, seeing him upset at any capacity made you sad.  You would talk to him tomorrow, you decided. 

[echodrops]

The Promises I’m Making (2024)

Sheesh, this year it was even harder than last year to make promises. In particular, I really wanted to focus on promises that wouldn't cost as much money as in prior years, so I tried to steer clear of too many promises that would cost above the basic spending amounts... But it turns out it is really hard to make resolutions if you're broke. 😂

So here's what I'm going with:

2024 Promises

1) Step down from my administrative position and return to being a full-time faculty member. I literally cannot take the clown show that is admin at my work anymore. It is actually killing me.

2) Related to this, redecorate my new office as soon as they decide where they are going to move me.

3) Apply for new jobs!! APPLY FOR NEW JOBS!!!

4) Train my replacement in the chair position well so they are super prepared to take over in fall.

5) Put a new sink/vanity in the downstairs bathroom of the Utah house.

6) Get both bedroom floors sanded in the Utah house upstairs.

7) Finally get rid of the dirt pile in front of the Utah house.

8) Take down the remains of the wooden fence posts at the Utah house.

9) Fully clean out and prepare the Utah house to be rented out to new renters. Hopefully the next people won’t sneak in a parrot that poops all over the floor… RIP…

10) Clean off my back patio/car port area so I can park my car there again.

11) Call the plumber and replace the faucets. Even if I end up having to do it myself.

12) Get the dead tree removed from the Texas house yard and call the internet company to see about the cable around the tree root.

13) Plant roses where the old ones died in front of the Texas house. 

14) Replace my CPU fan; the bearings are going out and it’s making an annoying noise.

15) Organize my documents (especially student papers)—my desktop and documents folders give me nightmares just looking at them. 

16) Related to that, lose at least 20 pounds. 2020-2023 was not kind to me and the stress eating was real.

17) Do at least one artwork to actually use that paint program I bought. 

18) Pay my credit debt down by at least $2000. I’m still paying off the hell year, but I hope I can make progress on this.

19) Buy all the Noragami volumes I am missing and do a complete re-read of Noragami now that the series is finishing up.

20) This is super nerdy, but my bro got me the FFXIV cookbook and made me promise to actually use it, so I guess I’d better at least try to make something from it.

21) Finish at least five books this year.

22) Update HaaH at least once. Please, Echo???

23) Reach the new level cap with all jobs in FFXIV!

24) Go to the graduation ceremony for my family friend.

25) Catch up with hanging up all the charms/pins I’ve gotten recently on my corkboards; these are just sitting in boxes/bags around the house. D;

26) Fully deep clean and vacuum/detail my own car at home. No more of the “It doesn’t make sense to clean it out now; the dog is just going to go back in it.” The dog is always going to go back in it. Clean it, Echo.

27) Help my parents tear out the carpet in my old childhood bedroom.

28) See at least three new species of birds. Doesn’t matter where, just three new ones!

29) Reach 3500 followers. Can I do it? You should follow me if you’re not already; I’m pretty cool. Just sayin’!

30) Cancel all the subscriptions I don’t need. There’s literally no reason to sit around letting companies passively profit off me when I don’t even really use the services/the services keep getting worse while the costs keep going up.

31) Go out on at least a day trip to take pictures with my friend. We haven’t done this in quite some time. I need to touch grass.

32) Repair the lovely one-of-kind ceramic plate that my dog broke with kintsugi. I want to try it at least once!

33) Really look hard for my passport in my house. It’s been missing for like a year and a half now, and I don’t want to have to pay for a new one.

34) Put all the small prints, postcards, and stickers I have collected in my new mini-print books. I can even use up washi tape to decorate too. (Finally, a purpose for the washi tape…)

35) Shred the million pieces of old mail I have lying around the house. I finally got the shredder so it just makes sense to use it.

36) Have more follow-through with chores. It’s not enough to wash the clothes or do the dishes if I then procrastinate on folding the clean laundry and putting the dried dishes back in the cabinets…

37) Put reminders for birthdays and major events in my phone as well as set a monthly reminder to check these promises. Maybe I’ll be able to keep more promises if I look at the list more often throughout the year!

38) Since I can’t afford to go to the salon, spa, etc. too much this year, I should at least do some self-care days at home. Will this be the year I finally manage to use all the fancy scrubs and face masks and bath salts I keep getting from people?

39) Use up one whole notebook. It doesn’t matter what goes in the notebook, but I gotta use the whole thing from cover to cover. I have so many pretty notebooks that never get used just because they’re pretty.

40) Change the burned-out lightbulbs in the recessed lighting in the Texas house ceiling. It’s like twelve feet high and the lightbulb charger stick I bought didn’t work, so I’m going to have to find someone with a ladder. Save me, handyman. Save me.

41) Build the pretty koi paper lantern my brother got me, or the Korean temple model my coworker gave me after his trip to Korea.

42) Actually use the yoga mat I bought forever ago. At least a few times, please???

43) Finish watching the Fruits Basket remake with Kacchan. I think we stopped in the second season, RIP.

44) Spend more time with coworkers—go out to lunch more often.

45) See about removing the PMI from at least one of my house loans to try to save money. I’ve been paying on these loans long enough I shouldn’t need PMI anymore.

46) Practice my German skills (or I guess other language skills?) by translating something at least once a month.

47) Get a new bookshelf. The current ones in both my office and foyer are already overflowing. @_@

48) Make more time to call people and talk on the phone. Texting is not the same. D;

49) Get the new COVID vaccine to stay healthy.

50) I will keep my promises! 

Good luck, 2024’s me!

[cyncerity]

:0 part two to the karlnapity sizeshifter reveal fic? it was so good i'd love to see fluff or noms with them if you wanted too :D

This was literally like 5th thing in my inbox, and was asked the same day i posted the first part to this au, which means it’s been in there for well over a year.

Anyway i haven’t stopped thinking about it. It’s always just kinda been in the back of my mind, so i hope this anon is still around to see it actually get answered shsklssjshw

So, without further ado, here are some karlnapity soft noms 💖

tw: vore

“Sapnap, i’m fuckin tired. And hungry. Get me food.” Quackity said, burying his face further into Sapnap’s chest where he was laying and weakly slapping the “ground” below him to make a point. Karl weakly nodded in agreement from his place laying beside him. Sapnap sighed. “I would love to if you two would get up for 2 seconds and let me grab something from the fridge.” He responded, barely looking up from a comic book he’d taken earlier that day.

Ever since Sapnap had told his fiancés he was a shifter, it had opened up a whole new world for them, and the three of them loved it. Quackity and Karl could boss Sapnap around a bit and make him gather things cause it’s be “easier for him” and he has an “advantage cause he could blend in with the humans.” Which, to be fair, was true, but Sapnap had a feeling that his boyfriends were just lazy. Not that he minded, he preferred the teasing over them being scared of him (like he had expected) by a long shot. It made him happy to know that even if he didn’t feel 100% ok at his human size yet, they trusted him fully, even if he looked like something they were all taught to fear. They’d also taken to hanging out in the employee break room after the store closed. Even if they loved the traditional hole in the wall home they’d built together, the break room had a microwave, fridge, beanbag chairs, and other cool human things that it had taken the trio way too long to figure out how to use (especially the microwave).

Which led to where they were now; Sapnap at human size reclined on a beanbag with his two tiny fiancés laying half asleep on his chest at what had to be around 2 in the morning. And as much as he loved them and was internally awwing and screaming at how cute they looked and how much they trusted him (they were his boyfriends, all right? he was allowed to fawn and simp over them as much as he wanted), he was actually pretty hungry and also tired and was getting sick of their refusal to move and let him get them food so they could fucking sleep. He loved them but god could they be impossible.

“Just shift a bit more and reach the fridge, it can’t be that hard.” Quackity said, face still shoved down in the fabric of Sapnap’s hoodie. Karl once again just nodded in agreement, though Sapnap didn’t think Karl was actually processing anything. Sapnap groaned. “I fucking hate shifting that big. I don’t wanna.” “Oh so you’re gonna let your fiancés starve huh? Rude.” “Fine, ok, i’m not playing this game, but you owe me, alright?” “Yup, whatever you want.”

Sapnap smirked at that last bit. Since Sapnap had found out about some…other abilities, he and his fiancés had been testing those a bit more often. One in particular they’d only tested out a few times, but for Sapnap, the few times he’d done it had been absolute bliss, and now he had an excuse to do it again.

But he had to get to the fucking fridge first. Sapnap groaned obnoxiously just to show Quackity how annoyed he was (he assumed Karl had fallen asleep at this point, given that he had gone practically still and his breathing had evened after the last time he nodded) and began to turn around on the beanbag. He had been facing the fridge, so he had to shift so he could reach the other end of the room, and he had a grow a good bit in order for his arm to be able to grab the door. Without any more hesitation, he began to shift bigger.

He held back a grunt of pain. He didn’t shift bigger than human size often cause it took more energy than was worth it most of the time, and now that he was tired it was especially achy. He didn’t want Quackity to feel bad for suggesting it, though, and the thought of what Sapnap would get to do after kept him going. He moved agonizingly slowly and carefully to not disturb the two on his chest (and especially to not wake Karl), but eventually he managed to reach over to open the fridge and grabbed the first thing his hand touched, quickly closing it and shifting back, pulling the thing he grabbed back with him.

He laid a hand over his fiancés to steady them as he looked over the food in his hand. Huh. One of those meat and cheese snack packs. Could definitely be worse.

Quackity pushed one of Sapnap’s fingers away gently and looked up expectantly, tapping Karl to wake him. Karl hummed a bit but made no move to lift his head. Sapnap chuckled and removed the packaging from the snack and handed 2 little blocks of what he assumed were cheddar cheese and pepperoni to his boyfriends and watched Quackity eat both of his almost immediately and Karl take a few bites out of each before falling asleep again soon after. Quackity ate his fair share before looking up at Sapnap again, confusion clear on his face.

“Aren’t you gonna eat?” Sapnap just smirked. “Nah, I was hungry for something else tonight.” He grinned wider as he gently swiped a thumb across Quackity’s cheek, watching his boyfriends eyes widen face darken in color, freezing in place for a minute before he sighed, trying to hide a smile. “C’mon, Sap, really?” “Yeah, really, you owe me, remember?” “For fucks sake, do I have t- hey!!” Quackity was cut off by Sapnap reaching to his head and plucking the bandana he always wore off, taking joy in messing up his fiancés hair, and lightly tossing it into his mouth, swallowing shortly after. “You want that back, right?” Sapnap said slyly, a lighter blush forming across his cheeks.

“…fuck you.” Quackity responded, face deadpan but still the same shade of red, showing Sapnap that he wasn’t really as opposed to this as he’d like to seem. Quackity began to climb higher on Sapnap’s shirt before Sap just brought a hand under him and lifted him up to his face. “You ready?” “Again, fuck you.” “Q, be honest with me here, im not gonna do this without your permission.” Sapnap responded, a note of concern in his voice. Fuck, this was why Q fell for him. As much as Sanap was brash and kinda stupid, he was the most genuine and kind boyfriend a borrower could ever want. Even if he was a bit weird. So, he sighed and smiled, rolling his eyes before making eye contact with the giant in front of him. “Just get on with it already, you’re hungry, aren’t you? I’m good.”

Sapnap smiled at the fond look his fiancé gave him and began to lift him higher. He slowly brought his hand closer to his mouth and used his tongue to pull his tiny boyfriend in, gently shutting his teeth behind him with a soft click. After he felt Quackity get settled, he started to lick him, slicking him up for the journey down. He heard Quackity yell in disgust, but he simply stifled a laugh and kept going.

He tilted his head back gently, letting gravity pull Quackity farther back into the throat. He felt a few gentle pats on his tongue and took this as his que, starting to take small swallows to bring his fiancé down. He gently pressed a hand to his throat and felt the bulge that his lover made as he descended farther down past his collarbone and deep into his core, shifting and moving slightly the rest of the way down only because Sapnap had admitted to him once that it felt nice.

He soon felt a weight drop into his stomach, the organ giving a loud gurgle in response, making Quackity laugh from within. Sapnap flustered a bit and pressed down where he could feel his boyfriend for a few seconds to mess with him before releasing the pressure and starting to massage the area. “You alright in there, duckling?” “Santo mierda,” Quacktiy sighed as Sapnap felt him get more comfortable, “I forgot how tight it was on the way down. There is, like, no tension left in me at all, it’s like the worlds most constricting massage.” “So…you’re good?” Quackity chuckled a bit in response before patting on the stomach wall next to him. “Yeah, i’m good. And i got my bandana back, so, again, fuck you.”

Sapnap laughed as he continued to rub circles over where he felt his little fiancé, trying his best to ignore the consistent gurgles his stomach would make and the fact that Quackity seemed to find it hilarious, though he was trying to hide his laughter. Whatever, Sapnap knew he hadn’t eaten real food, he’d just ignore the noises for now. Unfortunately, someone else was having a harder time ignoring it.

“…Sapnap?” Karl said, rubbing bleary eyes as he sat up from his position on the shifter’s chest, causing Sapnap to panic almost immediately. “Oh my god, Karl, i’m so sorry, i didn’t mean to wake you up.” “You didn’t, your stomach did.” Karl laughed, yawning and stretching his arms. “Did you forget to eat?” “Hmmm, not quite,” Sapnap smirked, laying a finger on Karl’s head and lightly messing with some of his hair, which the smaller man made no complaints against, “but isn’t someone missing?” At this, Karl looked up at Sapnap past his finger and then around the area where Quackity had been with him. He looked confused for only a moment before he registered what Sapnap had meant. “You two are weird.” Karl scoffed, pressing himself more into the finger in a headbutt-like form of affection.

“You wanna be weird with us?” Sapnap asked, licking his lips so Karl could know exactly what he meant. But while Karl’s face turned a light pink at this, he merely shrugged. “Not tonight, too tired for all that. I just wanna sleep.” Karl said, shifting himself to slide further down Sapnap’s torso. The shifter was confused for a moment until Karl reached the bottom of his shirt and tried valiantly to lift it higher, and Sapnap turned red, realizing what his boyfriend was trying to do. He reached down and pulled his shirt up higher since Karl was having trouble moving it by himself, and Karl wasted no time climbing back up until he was right above Quackity. Karl pressed against the top of the stomach from the outside and Sapnap saw his eyes light up as Quackity pressed back.

“Hi lovely!” Karl shouted, face practically pressed into Sapnap’s belly, which definitely didn’t fluster the shifter at all. “Karlos!!” He heard Quackity call back, shouting loud enough that Karl could barely hear him through the layers of muscle and skin between them. “Sorry we woke you up, mi amor.” “That’s alright, i’m gonna go back to bed, i just didn’t want you to fall asleep without knowing how much i loooove yooou.” Karl responded in a sleepy, drawn out syrupy voice, which made Quackity laugh loud enough for Sapnap to feel the vibrations. “I love you too, Karl, goodnight darling. Just one question, though: how flustered is Sapnap right now?” Karl looked up and, though Sapnap did his best to avoid eye contact, he couldn’t easily hide the bright red that shone through his cheeks. “I’m not, fuck off.” Sapnap retorted, looking back at Karl to see a cheeky grin on his face. He pressed his face back into Sapnap’s torso, the pride clear in his voice as he responded “Oh, very.”

“Ok, enough, this is bullying, this is harassment.” Sapnap said, picking up Karl with one hand and laying his free hand over his stomach, effectively blocking out Karl and Quackity’s communication. Nevertheless, now both boys were just trying to get Sapnap flustered, with Karl making kissy noises in his direction and Quackity rattling off some of the worst pick up lines Sapnap had ever heard.

He just laughed, blushing and sputtering excuses while the two he cared more about than anything in the world laughed with him. God, what did he do to deserve them? They were his world, his everything. He loved them. He loved them more than he could ever love anything.

Their laughter died down, fatigue finally catching up with them after what could only have been the past few minutes. Sapnap set Karl back down on his chest, where the smaller man immediately slid back down and rested himself above the hand Sapnap still had laid over Quackity. Karl was out like a light almost immediately after he was settled, and Quackity joined him shortly after. Sapnap stayed awake a bit longer, just looking down at them. He could feel Quackity’s calm, even breaths from within him, and Karl had a slight smile on his face, a light pink still brushing his cheeks. He felt like every time he looked at them, he fell in love all over again. How he got lucky enough to end up with the most caring, understanding partners in the world was beyond him, but it meant more to him when he saw them like this. Quackity trusting him enough to sleep literally within him, where he was fully at Sapnap’s will. And Karl not flinching away from him for a moment, even choosing to rest on his hand, trusting Sapnap not to grab him or hurt him. His heart swelled the more he thought about it. They trusted him. And, as he fell asleep, he promised himself that he’d make sure they always had a reason to.

[bri-cheeses]

| Rosekiller microfic | Word count: 855 | This is actually a part 2 to this post that I happened to completely forget about until about thirty minutes ago lol | Hope you enjoy! |

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Barty watched Evan go, grass being crushed under his feet as he walked away.

Then he whirled back to Regulus and Dorcas, desperate for answers.

“Tell me what just happened,” he demanded.

Dorcas rubbed a hand over her forehead and Regulus scoffed.

“If I had to take a guess, I’d say that these past few years of relentlessly pining for each other finally caught up to you.” Regulus delivered it like a fact, and Barty gaped at him.

“What?” He could feel his mouth hanging open like a dumbstruck goldfish.

Next to Regulus, Dorcas rolled her eyes. “That was pathetic, Crouch,” she said. “For both of you. Merlin knows how we’ve watched you two tiptoe around each other for years now, but I’m scared it’s about to get a hundred times worse.”

Regulus wrinkled his nose at the thought. Barty felt slightly faint. “What do you mean we’ve been tiptoeing around each other for years?”

There was a long-suffering sigh from Regulus. “You like Evan,” he stated plainly, “and Evan likes you. And neither of you will pull your head out of the sand long enough to actually notice that the other likes you back.”

“But I don’t like Evan?”

Dorcas wheezed in surprised laughter.

“What?” she gasped. “Did you just say that? Regulus, tell me he did not just say that.”

“He did just say that,” Regulus said grimly. “Now you see what I’ve been living with for all this time.”

“I am so sorry.”

“Wait, I’m sorry, can we go back? Why is me saying that I don’t like Evan so incredibly hilarious?” Barty crossed his arms in petulance.

“Because,” Dorcas said slowly, as if she were explaining something to a small child, “you’ve liked Evan for years.”

A rush of heat traveled to Barty’s face. “No, I haven’t!”

“Barty,” Regulus interrupted, “how would you describe Evan’s hair?”

“What? Why?”

“Just do it.”

Barty barely had to think about it, but he still frowned while speaking. “Well, it’s this really light blond color, and it’s more of a whitish tint than it is yellow. Except for when the sun lights it from behind, then it looks more like gold.”

He didn’t see the point of this.

Regulus shared an amused look with Dorcas. “Right. And what color is my hair?”

Barty frowned again, confused. “It’s black,” he said.

He looked on in confusion as Dorcas and Regulus burst out laughing.

“Barty, tell me, what’s Evan’s eye color?” Dorcas laughed.

“A really lovely brown, kind of like coffee with a dash of creamer in it.”

“And what’re my eyes like, pray tell?”

“Dark brown?”

It came out like more of a question than he wanted it to.

His friend's laughter had started to gain some attention, and Barty’s face grew warm at being the butt of some joke he didn’t know the punch line to.

“Barty, I want you to say the first word that comes to mind after I finish my next sentence, okay?” Regulus was actually smiling. It was at Barty’s expense, sure, but even then, it was rare enough occasion that it made Barty even more nervous. He nodded anyway and braced himself for Reg’s next words.

“Evan coming out of the bathroom without a shirt on.”

“Merlin,” Barty breathed, then clapped a hand to his mouth. Where had that come from?

Regulus and Dorcas both leveled a pointed stare at him, as if they were waiting for a realization to kick in.

When it did, Barty’s jaw dropped to the ground. He pointed an outraged finger between his two friends. “Why didn’t any of you tell me?!”

“Look,” Dorcas said as she raised her hands in defense, “it’s not our fault that you’re exponentially more dense than any of us expected.”

Regulus nodded his agreement. “We thought you knew.”

“Well, I did not know that, so. Thanks for that,” Barty glowered. Oh, this simple little fact has complicated everything for him.

“I’m done for, aren’t I?” he said miserably.

“Not really,” Dorcas mused.

Barty cut a sharp look towards her. “What do you mean?”

“Do you even remember how we got onto this topic in the first place? The whole “you liking Evan” thing, but also Evan liking you. For even longer than you’ve liked him, if I’m not mistaken.” Dorcas glanced towards Regulus for confirmation. Regulus nodded. He looked slightly pained and more than a little weary of Evan and Barty’s stupidity.

“Wait, really?” Barty questioned. “How do you know?”

“Because I’ve been subject to his constant staring at you with his white-gold hair and coffee eyes for way too long,” Reg muttered.

Barty dropped his head down to his hands, covering the blush that has made its way back to his cheeks. “Merlin, I’m so gone for him, aren’t I?”

“Yeah,” Dorcas said at the same time Regulus responded, “Definitely.”

Barty groaned into his hands as Regulus continued, “But if it's any consolation, he’s just as gone for you.”

Barty looked up. “Actually,” he contemplated, “that is a consolation, Reg, thank you.”

Regulus nodded in acknowledgment at the same time a grin started to spread across Barty’s features.

This could be fun.

[amateur-flamingo]

Can you explain your jeremike?

YEAH I CAN (I hope I understood the question correctly xD) (still hoping for a translator)

I have (relatively) two storylines with them, at the moment one is canonical, taking place in the original fnaf timeline the second is fanon, in a happy AU, where they are just happy buns in both of them Mike meets Jeremy at university, in his first year (I don’t really know this system in America, so I rely on Google)

I’ll talk about them briefly, I think, because I’ll get tired of translating it all x)

1. in the canon route, Jeremy helps Michael process his traumas (partially, at least), and get away from William, because this is clearly a much more traumatic and abusive experience for him I haven’t fully worked through it all yet, because the ending of it all kills me a little, but that’s what it is :"" they hang out together, spend time, meet, etc. The problem is they don't talk about what they should. Mike is used to it being “not accepted” because no one in his family did it, and Jer thinks the same so in the end they have conflicts due to understatements and other things and despite the fact that they've been dating for, like… five or six years, they break up when Will texts Michael asking him to come to Sister Location Conflict: Michael feels guilty towards his father and wants to return, Jer finds this out of the ordinary given their experiences together they quarrel and separate :( and then Mike dies

I was doing "all about pairings" with my friend and we had this thing that was like Michael is the first to apologize, but has a hard time letting go of grudges and Jeremy waits for an apology, but immediately forgives him and, as it were, in their relationship it became habitual, when after a misunderstanding Mike apologized, Jer forgave it, and they continued but after his death, Michael couldn't bring himself to call Jeremy and apologize plus Ennard also put pressure on him, which made him believe much more that he did not deserve forgiveness

2. it's a happy AU where Willry and Jeremike are canon, just because me and my friends find it comfortable William and Henry started a family, they are raising five children - Michael, Charlie and Sam, Elizabeth and Evan (by eldest) Mike doesn't suffer from attention deficit disorder and doesn't act like a jerk, he just hangs out with his gang and enjoys life, plus he helps his fathers and siblings again, he adheres to the punk subculture, he really likes it x) so this implies all this rebellious nature, anarchy and so on

it also implies the logical desire of him and his friends to create a musical group! one problem - they don't have a drummer AND WHAT WOULD YOU THINK? OH MY GOD WHAT IS THIS BEAUTIFUL BOY STUDYING WITH US ON THE PARALLEL COURSE?! Jeremy Fitzgerald?! wonderful, he will be in our gang!

so Jeremy becomes part of the "bullies" (xd), they also hang out together with a punk rock theme, everyone dreams of motorcycles (eventually they buy them) and OF COURSE PLAY MUSIC!!! and, well, Jeremy on drums and Michael on bass. I have the most wonderful joke about "drum and bass" ;)

Over time, the Jeremikes start dating, and there is nothing particularly harsh here, they just happily spend time with each other, look at the stars and flirt

3. (SECRET POINT!!!) I have an au au for the second storyline in which everything is the same, but they are monsters >:3 Mike's family are vampires/werewolves (he himself is also a werewolf), Jeremy is a gargoyle (I'm still wondering if the stone boner joke is racist???)

AND IT ALSO TURNS OUT IN THE FOREIGN (?) SEGMENT THERE IS SUCH A CUTE THING AS AN ANALOGUE OF "BABE" THAT LOOKS LIKE "BOO" AND IT'S JUST SO CUTE AND AND FITS PERFECTLY IN THIS AU AU :DDDDDD

in general, that's all there is for now, I'm gradually posting sketches with details you probably saw one sketch of mine in russian about мохер so here it is there's a joke about Jeremy being a milfhunter that's all

[i-am-sanaaa]

How your first date would go - Xiao, Kaedehara Kazuha and Thoma

A/N: Helloo, lol this is the first time in I think 1-2 years I posted again but I haven’t had time recently, sorry about that but this post is about how your first date would go with Xiao, Kaedehara Kazuha and Thoma. I hope you guys like it. Feel free to ask for other characters I haven’t done, I will be mostly focusing on genshin impact but if you want another anime you can request it but I  can’t guarantee I’ll do it due to my limited watched animes lol.

Word Count: 621

CW: Fluff

Xiao

Xiao had invited you out to see the Liyue lantern rite festival, you were quite shocked when he asked you out since he isn’t into romantic and social things. So when he asked you to see it you were quite excited and happy since this was the first time you would get to spend time with him and see the lantern rite (something he enjoys to watch alone) with him.

You had gone to the meeting point which was at the hill above Liyue harbor, you could practically see everything in Liyue harbor, it was a sight to behold. The lanterns began ascending to the sky though Xiao wasn’t anywhere near sight. ‘‘Xiao…’’ you called out for Xiao hoping he would come.

A few moments passed before you saw a lantern, a lantern which was different from the others, you looked closer into it and saw pictures of the two of you in it. As soon as you saw the lantern you saw a shadow walking towards you. 

You turned and saw him, you immediately kissed his cheek and whispered these words to him ‘‘thank you, this was the best lantern rite of my life.’’ You two watched the lanterns ascending whilst hugging each other.

Kaedehara Kazuha

You were quite busy in Inazuma helping Raiden see the new Inazuma and saving her so that you barely had time to hang out with Kaedehara Kazuha. You asked him to come to Inazuma but he was too scared to step foot in that nation. He felt bad so he asked you to come to Liyue since he had a surprise for you.

You were curious as to what Kaedehara Kazuha had prepared for you and couldn’t wait so you called Kaedehara Kazuha and asked him what he planned for you. He replied with ‘‘Just get here and see it for yourself.’’

                                                          1 week later…

You were finally on the crux and ready to sail back to Liyue. As soon as you reached Liyue you called Kaedehara Kazuha and told him you got to Liyue and he told you to go to Guyun Stone Forest at 18:00.

You took your waverider to Guyun Stone Forest and saw Kaedehara Kazuha there waiting for you. ‘‘Kaedehara Kazuhaaa I’m so happy to finally see you.’’ He replied with ‘‘Glad you're here, now for the surprise look ahead.’’ You turned your head upwards and saw the sun setting. 

It was certainly something you didn’t get to see in Inazuma and made you not want this moment to end.

Thoma

Thoma asked you to meet him at the Komore Teahouse saying he had a surprise for you. He had been so busy working for Kamisato Ayato that he didn’t want him spending time on you and instead used that for resting but he insisted on planning a surprise for you since you had been busy in the Chasm.

You had sailed back to Inazuma and head to the Komore Teahouse, part of you didn’t want Thoma wasting time on you but the other part was curious to see what he had prepared

As you entered the scent coming from the kitchen reminded you of Monstadt and how much you missed it there. ‘‘Good morning y/n’’ said Thoma in a cheerful voice. ‘‘Good morning Thoma.’’ you said simultaneously walking to him. As you walked up to him you saw he was making your favourite pancakes and hashbrowns. 

He remembered your favourite dishes… You hugged him kissing his cheek whispering ‘‘you remembered.’’He answered with ‘‘of course I remember, how could I forget.’’ Before he kissed your lips, breaking the kiss he said ‘‘I missed you so much, I’m glad you came back.’’ and then continued kissing you.

[canonicallyobserving911]

“I’m still in love with you but... I needed to learn how to love myself too!”

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Where CANON and FANON collide!

New Buddie Multi-Chapter Fanfic - Hiatus Reading

Chapter 2 is now available on AO3.

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Season 7 Speculation

“I’m still in love with you but... I needed to learn how to love myself too!”

Currently 2 chapters completed: 27.7K words Rated: Mature

One chapter will be posted at a time.

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Summary: Months after Buck and Eddie were hit by the same lightning strike; they’re still struggling with the aftermath of it.  But before they make their love confessions, they’ll spend time getting to know themselves as individuals first. Eddie learns to enjoy the simple things in life as he participates in activities on his own and with new friends while Buck learns the rest of the 31-year-old deep dark family secret about his conception and birth. Their journey to forever is still a work in progress but once they finally admit they’re in love with each other, everything that follows their love confessions will be cataclysmic.

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Here’s a snippet from chapter 2 and it’s currently available on AO3.

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He stands next to him and asks, “Are you, ok?”

Buck looks at him and responds, “Why wouldn’t I be?”

“I don’t know but you seem like you might need to talk.”

He tries to make eye contact but Buck keeps looking straight ahead.

“I know we haven’t been talking much lately and I know you have a girlfriend that’s why I haven’t been over to the loft. I don’t want to interrupt whatever you guys are…” Eddie can’t even say it because to him it feels like a knife is being stuck into his heart again. “Anyway, I just wanted to check on you”.

Buck meets his eyes and Eddie sees the emptiness in them. He’s not sure what’s causing it but he knows something’s wrong despite the words that tumble out of Buck’s mouth.

“I’m fine Eddie. You don’t have to worry about me. I am happy for you though… I mean it sounded like you’re having a good time hanging out with your platonic friend Marisol.”

Eddie frowns and he’s a bit frustrated with the way Buck put emphasis on the word platonic friend.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing… nothing. I’m just being ridiculous. Maybe me, you and Chris can hang out after he gets back from Summer Camp.” Buck suggests with a bit of hope in his voice.

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[sexyandhedonistic]

Hey Hera, I wanted to tell you about the progress I have made in less than 2 weeks.

Background: I’ve been a follower for quite some time now and learned about loassumption last year in august but never applied it. So I took a break and unfollowed everyone (besides you. i didn’t want to overwhelmed by all the constant info and you were a blogger who never spammed my dash)

What I did: I saw this post you reblogged and realized that I could lessen my hard circumstances. I had/have my doubts of course because it gets too much sometimes but I decided to take it slow. So I looked through your self concept document and kept repeating affirmations in my head. I meditated when my emotions were too much and reminded myself that I could do it. I can get out of here.

My progress:

I feel at ease for some reason at the fact that I can be in a better place.

For a while now, I’ve been feeling alone but recently my friends have texted me wanting to bring me out to have lunch and just hang out. I haven’t seen them in months. (We’re hs graduates)

My relationship with my mother has skyrocketed. I used to never want to talk to her. My dad, well, not much contact. It’s good though. Less stress for me.

My abusive sister leaving the house. Hate is an understatement. But I feel good that she’s not here anymore.

I manifested food instantly.

Money coming into my account from my Etsy and Depop.

Manifested my friends true colors to show. (Now I’m no longer friends with them)

I’m sorry I hope this wasn’t too much. Just wanted to share my progress. :) I will come back again if possible.

My love, never ever downplay your success. This is such a wonderful update worthy of appreciation and I know for a fact that your list will continue to grow in the near future. I'm very proud of you, sweetheart!

[clayticklish]

Life Update

I haven’t written anything in awhile so I thought I’d sum up some things that have happened recently! There’s been some pretty major developments and it’s always fun to look back on everything that has happened. Scrolling back through my blog, the last major event that I talked about was NEST back in May, so let’s use that as a starting point.

1. I started seeing someone new! We met on OkCupid and actually started chatting back in March but weren’t able to meet up until end of May. He lives about a 50 minute drive away, but we’ve managed to hang out once every 2 weeks since. This connection is a lot of new things for me - I’ve played with guys before but this is the time I’ve been with a guy in a dating type of scenario. It’s also the first time having a poly relationship that goes beyond casual play, and I’m super excited that he and Jess get along and we can all hang out together sometimes. It’s also my first time being in a kinky relationship where we don’t both share a tickle kink (though it is still fun to mix in a bit of tickle play every once in awhile 😉). It’s been amazing, and also a lot of new feelings to process. I’m super excited about it!

2. I’ve been exploring my local kink scene! Surprisingly, my little city has one of the most active kink munches in all of southern Ontario. Jess and I have been having a ton of fun going to the park munches, rope socials, and Littles munches. We’ve met some really cool people and learned a ton. I’m super excited to be able to include rope work more regularly in scenes now. I’m also excited to have some great new friends, and maybe introduce some tickle play to people who otherwise may not have considered it. There’s also a cottage weekend coming up that sounds like it’s going to be amazing.

3. I’ve made some more progress on the garage! This project continues to take far longer than I thought it would, but I’ve got it to a point where the loft area is a somewhat usable play space so that’s a plus. Next steps are to finish the drywall and install a heat pump for the winter. Hoping to have the main area ready to host a Halloween party in October!

4. We went to the P99 tickle gathering in Pittsburg back in June! There were a few people that I’ve been hoping to meet up with since before Covid, and it finally happened. Teleportation needs to be a thing so I can see all the wonderful people in the world more often 💕

5. We went back country camping for the first time! It was a great introduction to it - we only had to hike about an hour in from our car, and we were right next to the beautiful waters of Georgian Bay. I did mushrooms for the second time, and overall it was an amazing experience but I think I prefer doing them in a house instead of camping. Everything was augmented - the good stuff like the beautiful scenery and the good company, but also the bad stuff like the pesky flies and less than comfortable tent and sleeping pad. Can’t wait to plan another trip (both camping and mushroom 😉)!

6. I made some new content for OnlyFans! This is actually a pretty cool story. I have a friend on Facebook that I’ve known since high school. We were never super close but she always posted really funny, cool, and sexy content over the years so the Facebook algorithm would always keep her in my feed. Back in January she started posting about starting an OnlyFans and was looking for content ideas, so I thought I’d reach out and tell her about the garage I’m building. We started chatting and eventually I told her about my own OF account for tickling content. She hadn’t heard of tickling as a kink before but was interested enough to try! So we met up a couple weeks ago and filmed some stuff. I’m just finishing up the editing now so I expect we will be releasing that in the next week or two. She also wants to meet up again which is super cool. I may have helped convert another tickle kinkster?!

7. I started looking for a cottage! It’s been a major goal of mine to get some property outside the city to try to live a little closer to nature, and I’m almost at a point where I can see a pathway to get there. Years of saving, living below my means, some fairly significant help from my parents, and a few key moments of good luck might just make this possible in the next year or so. Hoping to have more to say about this soon!

Alright, that’s enough for now. I’m always amazed at how much stuff happens over time, when day to day I’m pretty focused on the current thing. I like writing stuff like this to help zoom out and see a bigger picture. I’ll have to try to remember to do this more often, but if I’m honest it’s very likely that it will be several months before I get to it. Until next time!

[maranello]

Buonnnngiorno everyone! it is a new day! hope everyone is feeling better because I am 😊 (hanging by the barest of threads)

since it’s f1 summer break, I am going to take the time to experiment around with my blog a little. I haven’t been all that happy with my blog and have felt tempted to delete and restart, but at the same time it is also has its own history and archive. I’ll think about it more during the break what I want to do (delete a lot of posts? delete and remake? abandon blog? get new hobby and invest in myself the love, time and energy I give to scuderia ferrari?). We’ll see!

So here is the plan for @maranello over summer break:

3 more posts on F1 before ban. Just clearing my head of some thoughts on Ferrari, Charles, and where we go from here before we never speak of it again.

WEEK 1: No F1. Hard break. Unless friends make stuff or there is big news. It’ll be mostly Indycar and Formula E.

WEEK 2: Return of F1, to @maranello but just Ferrari (the Ferrari I love, not whatever shit they’re pulling now). Aka Ferrari of the Schumi era and before. Ferrari cars. Ferrari in WEC. I made this blog because I loved Ferrari as a child and I want to find that again. In this system, @maranello will be purely Ferrari content (minimal to no discourse) + content made by friends + original posts of other series/drivers I like. All other motorsport and teams and drivers will be blogged on a secondary blog that will not be made public for now. Private thoughts and other nonsense will also be quarantined to another blog that will definitely be for close friends only and will never be public.

WEEK 3: I blog the way I’ve been doing in the past few months with a mix of F1, Indycar, and FE etc but with a new system of tagging to make things more organized. May or may not continue w the no personal posts on main policy from Week 2, we will see how I feel. Might open up my inbox again at some point if I feel like being social.

And I think I had the same policy last year, but: I will NOT be blogging about drivers on their summer breaks. It’s really their time off from racing and ultimately I want to treat F1 like a sport and not a celebrity circus. I would like to honor their privacy and time off. So, even if they make posts themselves, I just won’t be reblogging any of it.

That’s it for now! Fuck Ferrari and forza Ferrari cazzo!!!!!

[tiburion]

Werewolf Hackearney AU [Part 2]

(Second half of this super self indulgent AU, if you haven’t read the first part better do it or this will be a hot mess)

@lovesomehate Damn, this scenario got a bit out of hand, I hoped to do a shorter post for this second part. Boy I was wrong...

Gonna also put this under cut cause I’m basically writing an essay for how long my mind wandered.

Once free, Laura and Max, run away, and like canon events Max will wait at the tree house on the island while Laura will kill Chris.

Meanwhile back at the police station Travis is furious, those damn kids escaped and the fucking ginger brat even shoot him! Locked in the cell, he uses the radio to contact his family so that one of them could come and and let him out of his prison. He has to catch those two idiots before things go really wrong and the night comes. 

Jebediah responds, but he cuts off saying something along the lines of “You would have to lock yourself up in that same cell in a few hours anyway, so stay where you are, son” and hangs up. He tries again and again but silence is the only answer he recives.

The sheriff is livid. The approaching full moon doesn’t help his mood. Why, WHY does he have to be a good boy for his parents and brothers and keep up with their requests and needs but when it’s him asking they turn the other way?! ‘Ma has eyes only for Chris and his children, he has always been the black sheep of the family, the failure, nothing more to her eyes and his ‘pa is just a puppet in her hands doing as she please! 

(from what we saw with the councelrols and their 180° change of character right before transforming ex. Jacob becoming insecure of himself, Max becoming a jerk ecc. I can’t help but see Travis, who’s usually condescending and submissime to his family and their will, going totally ballistic, nothing to keep his bottled up emotions inside anymore).

He spends minutes pacing around the cell like a caged animal trying to calm down but it doesn’t work. 

The bullet wound stopped bleeding but it still damn hurts, and most important: he can’t get Laura’s taste from earlier out of his mouth, her scent unable to leave his mind. He was going crazy.

He needed more. He wanted more.

Travis remembered a time when, as a deputy, Hank told him about how sturdy the station’s cell doors were and yet, like everythig ,even those bars of steel have a weak point. Not that a normal human would ever be able to tear it down with bare hands, but still.

Luckly for him it has been six years since he has not been a normal human anymore, and today he felt particularly frenzy.

He almost broke his shoulder, but after a few attempts of slamming against it the door’s hinges broke. He didn’t need a mirror to see his eyes reduced to a pair of unnatural golden irises. The hot blood pumping in his veins and his ragged breath were enough. He better hurry.

Travis first thought is to look for Laura at the storm shelter under the lodge, where Chris goes to spend these nights and where she and Max were assaulted in first place. She’ll certainly go there.

Just when he was about to arrive at the camp, his radio intercepts a communication between Chris and their parents, his borther quickly explains that there has been a problem: the counselors were still at the camp and he was heanding home as fast as possible.

Travis stops. Going to the camp would be of no use now with the kids still there, even Laura would not dare to storm in shotgun in hand with all those people present, at least he hoped. Maybe this night could still be saved, he’ll try to fix this mess tomorrow as soon as he comes back to his senses. Knowing Laura she’ll wander all night seeking for her monster, he’ll be sure she won’t find it.

He turns back the car and goes to Hacketts house.

The sun was almost setted when Chirs arrived at the family home. On the verge of his nerves, he started to explain to the rest of his family what happened when Travis stepped through the door. He looks like an half mess, and everyone is surprised to see him there, he was supposed to be at the station, like every full moon.

Constance soon loses that little patience she has. The time is almost up and no one is ready, puls now they have a bunch of stupid kids going around. She orders to her husband and Bobby to get out, meanwhile Travis tries to convince his bother into going back to the police station with him. He totally avoids talking about the fact that there might be a fully armed blonde going after werewolves during the night. 

The thought of the young woman is like a punch to his brain. He can feel his concentration slipping more and more every minute. It’s a strange sensation. He never experienced anything like this before turning in the last six years.

He just wants to take his little brother and leave. He points out Chris has no place to be and going with him is the best solution, since Caleb and Kaylee will occupy the cages in the basement. 

Chris, on his part, was even going to accept the offer, but an angry Constance interrupted them. She silenced and admonished her oldest son telling him Chris was going to remain at the house.

She proceeds to spit venom at Travis, telling him to go hide like he always does. Since Travis bit his brother and nephews, he never went out to help the hunt while tranformed, the fear of doing it again to another member of the family, or worse, too much for him to bear. The Hacketts matriarch, on the other hand, saw in the sheriff the cause of all their problems: it was his fault her nephews were cursed, and it was his fucking duty to help solve the problem, not hiding away like the spineless bastard he was.

Travis silently accepts his mother’s coercion. He tries, at least. His horrible pre shifting moods swings came back at full force. In the back of his mind there is a vocie screaming at him to leash out at the woman in front of him, to make her pay. 

He has to get out immediately, before he’ll do something he’ll regrets. 

Chris and the children will be safe in the house, there is no way Laura will get in. He has no reason to stay any longer. 

Just when he was taking the way of the door, Constance made a last jab at Travis, informing him Kaylee and Caleb will be out to help Jebediah and Bobby with the hunt: they are good children, not like someone else!

There is a snap.

In a matter of seconds all the Hacketts, except the eldest woman, are on Travis, seizing him.

The policeman is a restless mix of growls and snarls. The "match" didn't last long, and soon Bobby was the only one who managed to keep a hold on Travis. His older brother's ire found in him the new target, even Bobby gets knocked half unconscious on the ground. 

The room is filled by the cop's heavy breathing. 

He marched to stand over the other younger Hackett's prone form on the floor but stopped himself before doing any furter damages. His eyes don't change back to their usual black color, but a spark of recognition could be seen in them. The last one for this day.

The whole family watch as Travis runs as fast as he can out of the house.

Night comes, the moon high in the sky.

Laura has been searching the woods around the camp for hours, she saw tracks and blood but it's only when she heard the screams she found the werewolf.

  Travis was right, it wasn't easy to hit them, but she had a duty to fulfill. A shot reaches the target, not enough to kill tho, so the creature runs away. She follows it until the wolf jumps behind some bushes.

Laura waits, she's ready. The moment something comes out it'll be dead. Being too focused on the foliage she didn't hear the steps approaching from behind until it was too late. When she turns the creature is only a few meters away: growling and sniffing the air, but it doesn't come closer. Glowing yellow eyes bore into hers.

It was her chance.

When she rose up the shotgun to aim, something didn't look right. Was the wolf she had been chasing so black and big?

Her attention is brought back by a soft tinkling sound, signaling the beast was moving.

Laura fired. The wolf left out a howl, blood gushing out from the hole on it's shoulder. Before she could fire a second time a clawed hand knocked her away. She quickly collected her gun and started running before the creature managed to jump on her with a roar. A chase began and only when she got near the pool house the wolf loses her tracks.

From this point on the events remains more or less the same as the game: Laura kills Kaylee in the pool, she gets bit by Max, she reunites with the other counselors explaining what happened and sets out with Ryan for house Hackett.

When the duo is outside of the fence looking for a way in, the same black wolf that chased Laura through the woods is back. Ryan rushes behind the woman, that  misses when firing.

This time the creature in upon them but before biting Laura's head off it stops. Laura felt the monster's breath right on her face, it gave her a couple of sniffs, it’s loud howling the last thing she heard before the gorund under their feet gave up and both Ryan and herself were falling down.

With the werewolf venom now in her veins which amplifies her senses she was able to catch a smell. A smell that her brain unconsciously already knows, coming from her wolf stalker... This time, however, curse or not curse she had been able to grasp a good look at what seemed to be the remains of a torn uniform around the animalistic body, the golden star hanging off what once was a breastpocket leaving her no doubts.

She was relieved Travis didn’t die in the cell, but if he’d comes at her again during the night she won’t hesitate to shoot.

Laura and Ryan’s adventure inside the house ends up with Constance dead, Ryan bitten by Laura but eventually cured since they manage to kill Chris.

That’s it for Laura. She did her job, the curse was lifted and the dawn would break soon, so why, when she gets out instead of taking Max and the others still alive to flee from this damn place, she feels a urge to go back into the woods to look for a black werewolf? 

Before she notices, her feet dragged her toward Shady Glade. She finds him there, curled under a big tree with what she supposes are the remains of a dead boar beside him, pitch black skin marred with dryed blood.

She shouldn’t be there, it’s dangerous, yet a part of her felt it was the right place to be. 

The scent she smelled earlier is back. How? She wasn’t cursed anymore, how cold she still feel it?

As the first rays of sunlight started creeping between the thick foliage, a voice in the back of her mind wrapped around her brain like a hand: go to your mate.

In a explosion of blood the black beast disappeared, leaving back a human Travis.

YEEEE GONNA STOP HERE. 

A LITTLE THIRD PART MAYBE?

ps. sorry for my grammar as always

[db-gochifan]

GoChi Winter Event 2022 - Day 1

Days [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] Title: Memories Pairing: Goku/Chi-Chi Characters: Goku, Chi-Chi, Gohan and Goten Summary: Gohan asks Goku a question that's got him thinking and wants to know Chi-Chi's answer.

Cross-posted on AO3 and FFN

“Dad, it’s very cold up here. I think I’m going down and walk the rest of the way.” Thirteen year old Gohan said for what seemed like the third time since him and Goku were flying back from the mall.

They had left Mount Paozu a little after lunch to buy Christmas’ presents to both Chi-Chi and Goten, when both of them were taking a nap. “We’re almost there, Gohan.” Goku looked at him. “Besides, it’s been snowing heavily the past few days here. It’s hard to walk.” “This is true.” “Hang in there, son.” Goku said in an encouraging tone and smiled at him. “There’s not much left now, we’ll get home very soon.” “Okay.” Gohan nodded. “Do you think mom and Goten will like their presents?” “Goten surely will. It’s very easily to please him, he likes everything.” “He really does, especially when it comes from you.” “He has a strong adoration for you, though. He really looks up to you.” “Yeah, he’s such a great child. I can’t wait to start training with him.” “You’re gonna train him?” Goku raised his eyebrows at him. “Yeah, mom said I could when he got older. I don’t think he’s old enough for that yet, though. We haven’t talked about it since then. It depends on when she think he’s ready to start learning it from us.” “Us?” “She’s going to help me. I’m very excited because I haven’t seen mom’s skills yet, but she says she was very good at it when she was younger.” “This is true, I can confirm that.” “You two fought each other before?” Gohan was very surprised with the revelation. “Chi-Chi never told you the history about how we got married?” “I don’t think so. How was it?” He tried his best to lie and hoped his father wouldn’t notice it. He had heard his mother tell him this story before, but he really wanted to hear his version. “We first met as children and then I promised to marry her. I thought it had something to do with food and you know how I am when it comes to it.” “I do. Oh Kami, dad.” Gohan couldn’t help but laugh. “And then what happened?” “Then we met years later at the martial arts competition and we had to fight each other. Your mother was angry because I had forgotten about the promise, but so many years went by since then. But promises are promises.” “Dad, can I ask you something?” “Of course, son. You can ask me anything.” “When did you know you loved mom?” “Hmmm… when she came running to me once and jumped into my arms, saying she was glad to know I was alright.” Goku looked ahead. “That’s when I knew I loved her and would protect her no matter what.” “Do you think she realized at the same time?” “Oh no, I think she did a little earlier than that. I don’t know when, I never really asked her about it.” He looked at Gohan again. “Why do you ask, though? Are you interested in a girl?” “No!” He blushed heavily and tried to look away. “I just wanted to hear about your and mom’s love story.” “Alright.” Goku looked down and grinned. “Here we are. Let’s go down.” “I can smell mom’s food from here. I’m so hungry.” “Me too.” Chi-Chi was almost finishing dinner when the boys got home, so Gohan flew upstairs from outside the house to hide the presents, so she wouldn’t notice it. They wanted to it be a surprise. He flew out from her window and they walked in. “Hey, Chi-Chi!” “Hi, mom.” “Hey, how was shopping? Did you get anything you wanted?” “Absolutely. I can’t wait for you to see it.” “Neither can I.” She said with a smile. “Where’s Goten?” “He’s in the living room watching cartoons.” Gohan quickly went to find him, leaving his parents alone. “What are you making here?” Goku tried peeking in, but Chi-Chi took the lid from his hand and covered the pan again. “Pasta. There’s also a chicken in the oven. It’s going to take about twenty more minutes until dinner is ready.” “So I’m going to take a shower.” He turned around to head upstairs. “Would you mind giving Goten a shower too? I would do it myself, but I can’t leave the food.” “Of course. Gohan, let’s go upstairs and have a shower.” “I can shower on my own, dad.” Gohan walked into the kitchen with little Goten over his shoulder. “What happened to you? You used to love doing that.” “He’s grown up, Goku. He’s almost a teenager, so you better get used to having only Goten’s company from now on and enjoy it while you can.” “Daddy!” “Come on, little boy.” He walked to his sons and Goten immediately threw himself towards his father. Goku picked him up and held him close to his strong body. “It’s time to take a hot shower and get warm afterwards.” “Let’s go!” “Are you okay, sweetheart?” Chi-Chi looked at Gohan over her shoulder after Goku and Goten left. “Yeah, I’m fine.” He walked to her and glanced at the stove. “Do you need any help with dinner?” “I’m pretty much done here. But maybe I could make a sauce to go with the pasta, what do you think?” “That’s a great idea.” “Red or white?” “Red.” “Alright. I’ll get the ingredients and teach you how to do it. How about that?” “That’s perfect to me.” Gohan grinned widely and removed his thick black gloves, leaving them on the table. Goku leaned against his chair after eating three full dishes and rubbed his stomach. “Wow, Chi-Chi, this was delicious.” “Thank you.” She replied with a warm smile. She always enjoyed when her husband and her sons complimented her food. “It’s true. The pasta is amazing.” “You know, Gohan made the red sauce on it.” “Really?” The oldest Saiyan looked at him with surprise. “That’s right. He’s very talented at cooking.” “Not really.” Gohan blushed heavily and looked down. “Don’t be modest, you are.” **** Little Goten yawned and blink sleepy after having his usual warm glass of milk before going to bed. Gohan stretched his arms after the show he was watching ended and stood up. “Aren’t you going to drink your milk, Gohan?” “Huh?” He turned to Chi-Chi. “No, mom. I don’t feel like it, I’m sorry.” “That’s okay.” She looked at him tenderly, thinking how much he’s changed in the past few years. “I’m going to bed, if that’s alright.” “Sure, sweetie, it’s fine. Good night.” She looked at Goten beside her. “It’s time for this little boy to do the same.” “Daddy, will you read me a story?” “A story?” Goku raised an eyebrow. “But I don’t know any. Your mother usually does it.” “I’m sure you’ll work something out.” She encouraged him. “He just wants to spend more time with you.” “Alright.” He picked his son up and put him on his shoulder. Goten giggled happily; it was one of his favorite things to do with his father. “How about I tell you about the time I went to another planet far, far away and fought with a monster with more than a million power?” “Ohhh!” Goten’s expression went from shocked to excited in seconds. “I want to hear that!” “I really thought Goten wasn’t going to fall asleep.” Goku sighed relieved as he walked back into the kitchen, with his hands behind his head. “Gohan seemed more tired than normal, he had drifted to sleep in the middle of the story about me defeating Freeza.” “Well, I’m sure he knows it by heart already.” “What are you making?” He came up behind her and looked over her shoulder. “The smell is so good I could feel it from the boys’ room. I’m so hungry.” “Unfortunately for you, this isn’t anything you can eat. It’s really cold tonight, so I thought I could make some hot chocolate to warm up. Do you want one?” “Hot chocolate?” “That’s right.” Chi-Chi handed him her mug. “Try it.” Goku had a very suspicious look on his face when he lifted his hand and brought the mug to his mouth. It immediately changed to a bright smile and a happy expression. “So what did you think of it?” “It’s very sweet, but so good!” “Do you want one? There’s enough to make another one.” “Sure, I want it.” “Okay. By the way, I think it’s amazing that you are spending more time with Gohan lately. Soon enough he might go his own way.” “What do you mean?” “He might find a girlfriend and marry her.” “Ohh. He’s really growing up, huh? It feels like yesterday when he was born.” “Time goes by very fast.” “Chi-Chi, is it okay if I ask you something?” “Of course, Goku.” She handed him his mug of hot chocolate. “There you go.” “Thank you.” He grabbed it with both hands. “When did you know you loved me?” “What is this so suddenly?” “Gohan asked me this when we were flying back home earlier. It turns out I don’t know when you realized it.” “When did you know it?” Chi-Chi was curious to know his answer, so she turned the question around him first. “When you came running towards me and jumped into my arms, feeling glad I was alright. We were younger, do you remember that?” “Of course I do.” She held on tight on her cup and a large smile appeared on her features. “I used to have my hair in a ponytail back then.” “That’s right, and I thought it was really pretty.” “You did?” “I did.” Chi-Chi placed her mug on the table and stood up. “I just realized I forgot something. I’ll be right back.” She returned about two minutes later with a very thick and warm blanket over one arm and a photo album in her hand. She put it on the couch and threw the blanket over her husband’s shoulders. Her hair was down, and it didn’t go unnoticed by him. Then she grabbed the album again and sat down beside him. Goku immediately put the blanket over her too and pulled her into him, wrapping his arm around her back. “It was at the martial arts tournament.” “Huh?” He looked at her confused. “You asked me when I realized I loved you. It was at the martial arts tournament, when we met again after years.” “The one you entered because you wanted to keep my promise?” “That’s right.” “But we weren’t even married then.” “You don’t have to be married to love someone, Goku. I looked at you then and realized I was looking at my future. That’s when I knew.” “Chi-Chi.” He was so flabbergasted he didn’t notice she had open the photo album in her lap at first. “It’s our wedding day photo album.” “It is. I just felt like remembering it tonight.” She went through it with tearful eyes and a tender look on her face. “Almost fifteen years had gone by since then.” “I’m much stronger now… my arms were so thin.” “They were perfect to me.” “You don’t like the way they are now?” “Oh no, I do. But I don’t care if they are heavily muscled or not. I always feel safe on them.” “Like right now?” “Exactly.” She reached for her mug and quickly returned to her previous position. “I didn’t know you still kept this.” “Well, it’s part of our story. Sometimes I want to come back to that day and this photo album helps to keep the memory alive.” “You were so beautiful with your bride dress.” “It’s the one you saved.” “Oh yeah, I remember now.” Goku smiled and looked towards the hall. “It’s been quite a journey.” “That’s true.” “But I’m really happy with the family we started together. We have two beautiful sons, I couldn’t really ask for more.” “Uh… about that…” “What is it?” He raised his eyebrows at her. “Wouldn’t you like to have another child?” “I never really thought about that. Would you?” “I would. I’ve wanted a girl for quite a while.” “You do get a little lonely with only boys, don’t you?” “Not lonely. I love my boys with all my heart, but in a few years Gohan is going to move away and start his own family and…” “Let’s do it.” He cut her off, grinning. “What?” She blinked hard with surprise. “But Goku…” “Didn’t you just say you wanted another child? So let’s have another one.” Chi-Chi relaxed her shoulders and gave a warm smile, looking down. “Let’s do it.” “Right now?” He started his undoing his black leather belt. “No, Goku.” She stood up and sat on the arm chair near the fireplace. “Our sons are here and I’m tired.” “Oh, okay. When then?” “We’ll talk about it soon.” “Alright. I’ll go get your present then.” “Christmas is only tomorrow.” “I know, but I’m really anxious to see your reaction.” “I can take a look, but very quick. I still want to be surprised, sorta.” “Cool, I’ll be right back.” Goku returned ten minutes later, feeling frustrated he couldn’t find it. He started apologizing to his wife, but immediately shut his mouth when he found her sleeping peacefully on the armchair; the photo album still open in her lap. “You were serious when you said you were tired.” He grabbed one of the blankets nearby and put it around her. Then he picked her up in his strong arms and took her to their bedroom, leaving the photo album open on the armchair. He looked at her tenderly and brushed a lock of her hair the best way he could with the hand wrapped around her forearm. “We never really appreciated how hard you work to make this house a great place to all of us. But I promise you we will from now on.” “Thank you.” She mumbled softly and snuggled closer to his chest. He didn’t know whether she was dreaming about it or was actually hearing everything. Either way, he smiled at her tenderly. Goku realized he had messed up as soon as he walked into the bedroom. The bed was still neatly done and it would take him a little longer to undo it with her lying on it. He sighed and placed her over it anyway, he would find a way to undo the bed without waking her up. Once he was done, he grabbed a few blankets in the upper part of the wardrobe and placed them on the edge of the bed. Then he unfolded them all and threw all over her. The Saiyan took a long look at his wife and changed into his pajamas. He slid under the blankets and wrapped his arms around her, kissing the top of her head softly. “No matter when we start trying to have another baby, I have no doubt you’ll be an amazing mother this time as well.” “Baby.” She mumbled in a low tone and wrapped her hand around his arm. “I love you, Goku.” Another smile appeared on his lips and his expression softened before his eyes fell shut and sleep overtook him.. “I love you too, Chi-Chi.”

[ginnyw-potter]

I just saw you updated your master post with a new fic, what blooms in the orchard, i haven’t seen anything about it, what can you tell us and can you give us a sneak peek? I’m very excited!!!

I was going to work on that first but the other one really slipped in there and demanded all my attention. I have like 2 chapters written and I'm estimating about 5 to 10 chapters. It's supposed to be a more light-hearted fic about Harry and Ginny dating in secret the year after the war , sneaking around Hogwarts etc.

I added it on the masterpost to hold myself accountable and work on it again soon. It's on the back-burner for now but I very much intend to work on it again.

Here's a snippet about right after they started dating again in secret!

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It didn’t take long for Ron and Hermione to catch on that something was up. 

“You seem happy, Harry, did something happen?” Hermione asked him as the four of them were chilling in the garden. It has only been a few days since they got back together. Ginny carefully looked up from her magazine to see his response, her expression giving nothing away. 

“Well, the weather’s nice out,” Harry lamely responded. He saw Ginny’s lips almost quirk into a smile as she looked back down. 

“Maybe Harry’s just happy he has finally been awarded Witch Weekly’s most charming smile,” Ginny joked, tossing the magazine at Harry.

He caught it and opened it back up. There it was, a picture of him smiling last week when he went to Diagon Alley. Ron came to look over his shoulder. 

“Very charming,” he teased Harry, who swatted the magazine at Ron in response. 

“Maybe you’re next,” Ginny said and the three of them laughed while Ron looked absolutely mortified at the idea. Harry opened the magazine and flipped to a random page. 

“No, here you are, Ron,” Harry said, leaning away so Ron couldn’t see. “Oh, that is most interesting indeed.” Harry had to try his hardest to keep the magazine out of Ron’s reach.

He was now hanging onto Harry in the hopes to get hold of it. Ron ended up wrestling Harry to the ground and at least one page got torn. 

Ron stood up triumphantly and looked at the page. He huffed. 

“You git,” he spoke and tossed the magazine back at Harry. There was no article about Ron, not this week anyway. Harry looked at Ginny. 

“Did you still want to read that?” he asked. She shook her head. 

“No, I think I will choose my own most charming smile,” she replied and Harry wondered if she was intentionally teasing him. He decided to take the bait. 

“Ah, who is in the running? Viktor Krum?” he said, both Ron and Hermione looked at him in surprise. 

Ginny stuck out her tongue. “Blegh, no, he really isn’t my type,” she let out and Harry had to work hard not to grin widely at this new piece of information. “No, but while we are on Quidditch players, that Chaser from Montrose Magpies, Alasdair?” 

“Maddock? Really?” Ron let out in disbelief, he turned to Hermione, “What do you think?” 

Hermione chuckled. 

“Oh no, I am not playing this game,” Hermione responded, she was smarter than that.