#i don't know how many chapters itll be

[sugawhaaa]

SEONGHWA X READER

{Chapter one}

Blue paint red apple

Warnings:: mentions of guns and swords/abusive relationship

Pairing:: pirate!Seonghwa x princess!reader

Genre::pirate AU, ur fiance is clearly jealous LOL

A/N::I got this idea from a character of janitor ai so credits for the inspiration: marshwa4! I don't have this story fully planned out but I know it'll work out and PLEASE TRUST ME IT LOOKS SUPER STEREOTYPICAL AND CRINGE BUT JUST READ THE FIRST 3 PARAGRAPHS ITLL GET BETTER‼️

REMINDER‼️ this isn't 100% historically accurate and should be taken with a grain of salt. This story is also set in the late 1800s to early 1900s specifically in Europe but if you want you can imagine it wherever else you'd like, it is a fictional story after all 💗

Park Seonghwa wasn't an uncommon name to hear around the kingdom. It was more of a fairy tale name than anything. Stories of his rebellious and vicious acts travel around villages and kingdoms quickly. He has been seen by many royalty and merchants but rarely caught. Officials estimate that he's killed over 400 people in his 2 years of being a pirate, with the help of his crew of course.

You were much too concerned with your citizens to care about politics and things. Being the second heir to the throne meant that you didn't have to worry about politics or officials, you were worried about your people. You were a big part of one of the children's schools. A few times a week you'd head down to the children's school and teach them some things about being a princess and simply just hang out with the kids. That was pretty much the entire highlight of your life.

Most of the time you spend in your castle. You didn't really have duties to attend to and you didn't have many friends. Most people your age were too scared to talk to you.

You sat in your room painting a massive canvas in a soft green dress, a little apron over your body to protect your expensive dress from getting ruined. You held your palette in one hand and the paintbrush in the other. You step back to look at the entire canvas, a sad sigh escaping your lips. Disappointment in your eyes. The maid in the corner comes to your side.

"Is everything alright princess?" She asks kindly.

"Yes, quite alright," you say as you put down your palette and brush. You take off your apron and hand it to the maid. "I'm going for a walk around the village," you say as you leave your room. You go downstairs to see your fiance and father talking by the doorway. You stop your hurried steps and go down the stairs cautiously and gracefully, switching your persona. "Prince Herrington," you say as you approach your soon-to-be husband. He bows to you and you force yourself to swallow your pride and curtsy.

"Where are you headed?" Herrington asks with his chin up, looking down at you.

"I'm going out to retrieve some…" you paused and tried to speak while looking at his dispiteful face. "Paint," you nod and Herrington looks at you suspiciously.

He stands to the left of the door and holds it open for you. You walk out with a respectful nod towards him before heading for the village streets. You gaze around the streets taking in the Seabreeze and fresh air. You stop by one merchant who seems to be painting. You look at his table to see paints and hand-carved palettes. Once he notices your presence he stands up and bows.

"Princess Y/N, it is an honor," he says as he sits back down. "What can I offer you?" He says eagerly with a smile. You spot one beautiful blue paint and pick up the bottle.

"Could I have this? How much would it be?" You ask kindly.

"Free of cost for royalty," he says with an eager smile. You look at the bottom of the bottle to see £1.75. You toss him two pounds before walking off.

"Keep the change," you smile with a gentle wave. You turn to continue your walk before bumping into someone, stumbling backward from their force. You dust off your dress. "Excuse me," you say with a displeased expression as you look up to see a tanned-skinned man with his hair slicked back. Your lips parted in shock from such an exotic-looking man. He looked down at you with a blank expression.

"Pardon," he says in a rough voice. He leans down slightly to reach your height. "My, aren't you a rare sight," he says as leans closer. Your breath quickens as you step back a little. He picks up an apple from the stand next to you. He takes an aggressive bite as he examines you. You're at a loss for words as he analyzes you, his gaze heavy and lustful.

"Y-You're going to pay for that right," you raise an eyebrow at him and he looks down at the apple, standing up straight again. He tosses it behind him and a short and scruffy man catches it, his teeth gold and rotted as he smiles at the apple.

"And if I don't?" He crosses his arms with a little smirk. You adjust your dress and try to stand tall to him. You open your mouth to speak before stopping. "Cat got your tongue princess?" He chuckles as he looks down at you.

"You will pay for it. I command you to," you frown and cross your arms. He puts his arms down and scoffs.

"You command me to? Oh~ I'm scared," he says as he tosses a few coins to the merchant who stands there distraught.

"You should be," you say before instantly regretting your words, realizing how stupid you sound.

"Oh you're so cute," he chuckles and your cheeks grow pink. His eyes flutter down from your pink cheeks to your neck. His smirk faded to a stern look as he followed the chain around your neck, to the top of your dress, his eyes ever so slightly peering down your dress. You cover your chest and look away from him. He puts his hand on your waist and pulls you close. You gasp and put your hands on his chest. He notices a ring on your ring finger, silver with a blue gem in the center of it. He lets go of your waist and grabs your wrist, examining the ring on your finger.

You look at him sternly and he looks into your eyes. His eyes suddenly avert behind you to see a few soldiers. "I look forward to this," he smirks when the soldiers come up behind you.

"Who is this?" Herrington says in a loud voice, trying to stand his ground. You sigh and turn around to look at your Fiancé. You force a smile as you look at him.

"He's just a man I bumped into by accident," you chuckle with an innocent smile, his hand still wrapped around your wrist.

"Let go of my wife," Herrington says in a strong voice trying to intimidate the man holding you. The man scoffed and let your hand down.

"I'm not your wife," you mumble and the strange man looks at you with curious eyes. Herrington grabs you and examines you carefully.

"Are you alright Y/N?" He says as he runs his hands over your body. You look away from him.

"I'm alright," you say in a lifeless tone. Herrington holds you close to him as a soldier points a gun at the man. You look concerned as they point the gun at him.

"What's with the guns~?" He mocks as he puts his hands on his hips. "I haven't done anything wrong, I paid for my food, I conversed with the princess for a moment, and now I'm on my merry way," he says as he turns around putting his hands up.

"He's right," you nod up at Herrington.

"He's armed!" Herrington calls out and gestures to the sword case on his left hip. The man quickly grabs the sword and points it at the soldiers. The dull wooden tip pointing to their guns.

"It's wood," he chuckles. "I use it to teach kids how to use swords," he laughs and puts the sword back in its case before walking off to find his crew of men who ran away earlier. Herrington encourages you to come back with him to the castle as he reminds you to never go outside without protection. As you walk back you look down at your ring, the blue gem glistening in the sunlight.

[Time skip]

That night you lay in bed. Your hand is raised above your head as you admire the ring. A maid rolls in a tray with tea and biscuits on it. "I heard about your encounter with Seonghwa earlier today," the maid says as she waits for you to sit up. You fix your nightgown and look at her surprised.

"Seonghwa? Like the pirate?" You ask confused as she offers you the teacup.

"Yes, princess. I was told by Prince Herrington that he was holding you in the street, interrogating you," she says in a worried tone as you take a sip of your tea.

"He didn't seem like Seonghwa, I thought he was just some man," you say as you look at the specs of leaves in your tea. "He was very well dressed for a pirate," you explain before looking at the maid. She takes your cup and offers you a small plate of biscuits. "I guess that explains his inappropriate behavior," you sigh before taking a bite of the biscuit.

"Oh? If you don't mind me asking, princess, what did he do?" The maid sits next to you on the bed. You clear your throat and prepare to speak.

"He looked down the top of my chest," you say as you rub your upper chest and the maid's eyes widen.

"Oh my," she gasps. "How vile, I'm so sorry for you," she says as she places her hand on your leg comfortingly. You shrug and pick up the teacup. "Well, you need to get some rest for your big day tomorrow. I'll be in my room if you need anything," she says before wheeling the trolls back out to the hallway, closing the door behind herself. You finish your tea and look at the canvas in the corner of your room. How different things would be if you hadn't gone out today, if you hadn't got mad at your painting, what would've happened? You sigh blow out your candle and lie down.

Your mind races with the memories of Seonghwa. His eyes, his touch, his voice when he spoke to you, the way his body was drawn to you like a magnet, his lips inches from yours. You daydreamed about someday meeting him again...

[yoongiaahh]

First Day - Me or Him

title: first day

series: me or him

pairing: yoongi x reader(f), namjoon x reader(f)

genre: love triangle ; rating m (18+)

summary: as you and your best friend start the first day of senior year you realize you have no classes together. you don't like people and stray away until someone catches your eye in class, not only that but you're assigned to sit next to each other. this is not how you wanted to kick off the first day of school… will feelings bloom? does your bestfriend approve?

note: hiiii this is my first fanfic so im really nervous lol. i decided on a series because as i was writing my mind was RACINGGG lmao i had so many ideas and didnt want it to be forever long. so i hope youll stay along for the ride. please let me know how you like it! im trying to work on my writing skills so any tips are appreciated :) as for the fic its gonna be spicy but itll be a slow burn so dont get your hopes up lol i want to give you a good taste of the characters before jumping in. i wanted to keep this chapter pretty short to begin so we can leave off with a little cliff hanger SORRY itll be worth it i promise! im also new to the tumblr writing scene and still figuring out the controls AGAIN tips appreciated! thank you <3

warnings: none YET

estimated total wc: 1.6k

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Your alarm is much louder than you're used to. Not that it matters, you had woken up a whole two hours before it went off.

It’s the first day of your senior year, you can hardly keep your smoothie down due to the rumbling pit of nervousness in your stomach. As you are pacing the room waiting for your brother to come bursting through the door you get a phone call. It's Namjoon, your best friend since middle school and suddenly you feel a little better about how the rest of your day is going to go knowing he’ll be right by your side.

“You ready? I'll be there in five.”

“As ready as I'll ever be Joonie.” You say with a smirk and major sarcasm wondering how you landed a friend so opposite from you.

“Perk up, it's our senior year… what could go wrong.”

“Yeah, yeah whatever see you soon.” Hanging up the phone quickly you grab your bag and run down stairs. You practically plowed through your brother as he was running up to make sure you were ready.

He’s pissed you can just tell by the way his eyes bolt directly to yours.

“Are you fucking kidding me, I had the courtesy of coming to get you and you repay me by messing up my hair.” His words come out like an avalanche as he immediately runs to fix what you supposedly messed up, yet it doesn't look like one strand fell out of place.

“Tae maybe instead of worrying about your appearance so much you can put more effort into school this year.” You scream through the house.

Your brother is a year below you and a complete douche. It comes across your mind more than ever how the two of you can be related. He's the king of his class, making new friends every day while you have had one friend for the entirety of the time you've been in this city. You’ve never really had the want or need to have anyone else than Joon, and you’re glad you havent had to share since he’s never kept another friend besides his gaming buddies.

Joon finally arrives at your driveway. As you're walking out the door you remind yourself there's only one more year of this hell you've been going through for the past three years. You atleast need to get through today, leave your worries for tomorrow and do your best.

The car ride to school lifts your spirits as you listen to Joon gawk about all the clubs he wants to enter and all the classes he signed himself up for. You’re happy for him but not at all what you are thinking about at the moment. Playing your favorite tunes through his amped speakers you reflect on the amazing summer you had and wish that it never had to end.

Gathering your things you and Joon walk up to the bulletin board to check what classes you got put into. Just as your morning got better all the nervousness you had earlier hits you like a truck. You don't have a single class together with him, which in the five years of knowing each other has never happened.

Immediately you both turn your heads in shock. You knew one day this would happen but why the first semester of your last year. You're sweating bullets not knowing how you'll get through today without him.

Trying to make you feel better, Joon offers to switch a class in hopes the teacher would approve.

“It’s alright Joonie, you already said how excited you were for the classes you picked and you got into all of them. I’ll manage somehow.” As soon as you say it you regret it. He would definitely switch if you had just agreed but you don't want to hold him back.

“Well we still have lunch together so just keep your cool till then.” His smile is the nausea pill you wish you had.

He wraps you up in a hug, letting you know everything will be alright. Once separated from the embrace you needed you make your way to your first class of the day.

The bell rings and students come piling in to take their seats before the teacher starts going over the plans for the semester. Writing everything in your notebook to keep your mind off this lonely day that has just started.

It’s not that you don't like school, you actually very much enjoy it and have always kept good grades. You’re just horrible at conversation and not much of a people person to begin with.

Joon and you had been paired together for a project way back when, which is how you and him ended up being friends. He is a very straightforward person so making conversation with him was never an issue, and you actually had quite a bit in common. He could clearly tell you were shy so to say the least he started most of the talk between you two. Once the project had been turned in everyone had returned back to their chosen seating to sit with their friends and you were surprised to see that he chose to continue sitting by you. Since that day you had been inseparable.

Lunch is finally here. Classes fled by quick since it was mostly introductions and receiving your sylbasses. Your backpack feeling like a brick from the textbooks you gathered you make your way to the cafeteria. You quickly find Joon and walk up to the line to get food.

“So how’d it go? Make any friends?” Joon snickers as he says the last part, knowing you all too well.

“Oh yeah I actually already have a new best friend so I guess i'll go sit with them.” Turning your head pretending to look for someone as Joon lets out a laugh. You spin around to smack his arm knowing he saw right through your mockery.

“As much as I would hate to be replaced, it wouldn't kill you to make a friend or atleast find someone else to talk to.” Nudging your shoulder as he says the words.

“I’m good with my small circle, thanks”

You both go back and forth with how the day has gone so far. He couldn't go on enough about how happy he is with his classes, which makes you forget the regret you had earlier about his offer.

The lunch bell goes off so you both clear your trays and head out to the hallways. Study hall is next for you so the nerves have suppressed as you know you can put your earbuds in and tune out the class. Joon gives you a wink and lets you know to meet back at his car when the day is over.

Heading to your locker to put the stack of textbooks you received away you get a text.

JoonieBug🪲🤍

Fighting❤️

Whatever loser❤️

You giggle as you put your phone back in your pocket and head to your class.

“Hello class, I hope your first day of senior year has been great! As you all know, study hall is your hour window to get caught up with your work or take a breather and relax before heading to the rest of your classes.” The teacher says much too loud for your liking. “I have put a seating chart together in hopes everyone can meet some fresh new faces. Please follow this chart as it is part of your participation grade.”

Great.

The last thing you wanted was to meet ‘fresh new faces’.

You grab your assigned seat and whip out your airpods in hopes that the person who's placed next to you takes the hint and stays to themself. Though to your surprise the bell had rung and the seat next to you was still vacant.

As you get out your syllabi to scan and send to your mother you hear commotion at the front of the class. You take out an airpod to see what is going on and you're taken aback when you see a boy with bleached blonde hair rolling his eyes as the teacher is complaining to him about being late. You don't know why but there are butterflies in your stomach as you look at him. Retracting your gaze he turns to meet your eyes. and the butterflies only get worse as you see him heading to the seat next to you.

He throws himself down in the seat and you can feel the heat in your cheeks rising. You don't know why your body is reacting this way.

In all of your other classes you had gotten a seat to yourself luckily but that wasn't the case here.

Hoping he doesn't notice your face looking like a cherry, you press play on your phone and get back to sending the photos to your mom.

“From the way you look you either really didn't want someone sitting here or you must be absolutely enthralled that I’m the person to sit here.”

You barely make out the words as you throw your head around to look at the all too cocky boy taking up the seat next to you.

“I-I don't know what youre talking about.” Turning away with a flushed face. Your mind racing wondering why he would even spout out those words.

“Yoongi”

“What?”

“My name silly, I’m Yoongi.”

“Oh okay”

The smirk on his face is absolutely annoying. You want to slap it right off his face.

“So do I get to know your name?” The smirk slowly turns into a grin as his eyebrow cocks up.

“Alright class, enjoy the rest of your day, I’ll see those bright faces tomorrow.” Your teacher says as the class ending bell goes off.

You have never gathered your things into your bag with such haste. Not realizing you left your notebook on the desk you throw the bag over your shoulder as you dart out the door to get anywhere but that classroom.

[devondespresso]

OK POLL IS ONLY GONNA LAST LIKE AN HOUR TOPS IM NOT PATIENT ENOUGH FOR A WHOLE DAY

i woke up today deciding i need to widdle down my wips because the extra options are making it harder to decide what to work on and get wips posted. i have 5? wips i think. 1 long fic, 1 chaptered, and 3 oneshots.

having said that...

some additional Pews information, in case that aids the decision.

Pews' is a perry-the-platypus style pet that doubles as Tews (they're identical, Tews is his own cat they just share the place of Tews im the Henderson household) and is basically responsible for plot-armor-y coincidences that let the plot happen. I have the most of the fic outlined with only one scene not figured out, nothing written obviously i gotta ask the silly guys in my phone first dykdyjdyj

i really liked it, itd be one of those "crack taken seriously" fics, i just don't know how much time i actually want to pour into this with how many other things I've got that i wanna finish

[wildernessuntothemselves]

Part 6 really cements the theory for me. Instead of beomgyu liking her this entire time and oc actually being the on friendzoning, i think its more like he caught feelings on top of the strong love and care he already has for oc. i dont think he can top ocs love for him but he definitely loves her imo definitely (reasonably) stronger than what yeonjuns giving oc. also this whole never being satisfied with yeonjun makes me feel uneasy for him, a relationship like this would make anyone feel like shit and its clear he knows she still has feelings (i guess because shes starting to choose him over beomgyu he didnt drill her more about it during the breakfast scene?) . idk any sane person who would get into a relationship with someone clearly in love with someone else, which also makes me wonder his motives? like is he doing this just for the experience lol or does he genuinely like her enough to think this might work? i dont know its confusing to me, or maybe im taking this too seriously and i have to put on my fanfiction glasses 😂

As much as id love for gyu and oc to be together, because im just the biggest sucker for toxicity and a best friends to lovers storyline, phew this really proved to me how ingenious an ending like that would be. It just doesnt make sense no matter how many trials I run in my head of them being in a healthy, happy relationship. Everything leads to them losing their friendship if they started going out romantically which is so so heartbreaking to me 😭😭 I dont exactly know what made this click for me this specific chapter but god, is there even going to be a guy for her 🥲? And even if its Yeonjun, itll be a sad ending for even the yj supporters. Even if she learns to love him, i feel like youd allude to her having some part of her heart still loving gyu 😭

yeah yeonjun seems to be getting the short end of the stick isn't he? but maybe he really does hope she'd choose him? he's not pushing much right now because they've only been going out for a few weeks but who knows how he'll act later on? or maybe it really isn't that deep 😂 i did say that i'm in my wattpad era with this fic so don't expect deepness from me lmao

they could end up together at the end of the fic and break up later 😂😂😂😂 though it feels like they're gonna lose their friendship either way...

oc is so obsessed with gyu right now but you have to remember she lives with the guy. she sees him all the time even if in this chapter she says she hardly sees him, she still lives with him. who's to say in the future if she distances herself from him she won't move on?

[bonesandthebees]

chapter six time!

and you are excited because its not going where we would expect

im not quite sure what i expect, i dont think it will go perfectly, i think perhaps something will happen that will change force their dynamic to change in a sense theyre going to this abandoned area, lots can happen they could get stuck, they could experience something crazy, a lot could happen and any one of them should realistically either drastically change their relationship or lead to a change that will eventually force their relationship to change but yk

anyways time to read!

he left the ferro thing (i cant bother to look at how to spell it right now my bad) which is you know interesting

i like this little flashback because niki obviously realizes that wilbur will do what his dad says and its obvious his father wants him to play into tomys. and thats the game of politics niki knows there arent truly friends here, but its hard to watch someone youve trusted and had on your side for so long suddenly be pulled in a different direction due to this game and i think its also just niki’s own game in a way as she figures out what she must do and yeah its a balance

and thats another thing because they know each other the way friends do but they cannot be truly “friends” because of how this works

be careful on the mountain roads… somethings going to go wrong there and itll probably be wilbur who pays the price

i think ive seen this film before and i didnt like the ending

a bad feeling…

oh my goodness shouts!

bandits!!! this is going to go terribly!

and theyre here for tommy so of course wilbur is going to protect him (right…) yeaaaa get behind him (this is going to go terribly)

oh lord we’re going off roading i dont think this carriage has four wheel drive

and crashed

PRETEND TO BE DEAD

oh god his leg is broken isnt it

yes! play dead!

A BROTHERHWHEHEHEH

the contract? someone paid for tommy’s death and i have a sneaking suspicion its one of the potential heirs quackity would make sense with his warning and schlatt probably would i wouldnt be shocked

oh lord i got so distracted it is significantly later than when i started writing this

they lived! big shock!

but uh oh! now they have to try and survive in the winter in the wilderness alone! i wonder how that will drastically change their relationship!

anyways this chapter was great im very excited for the upcoming arcs and whatnot and im very invested in wilburs broken leg and all because ive taken one too many medical courses that have made me a tad too aware of how to properly care for a good chunk of injuries but thats besides the point! hope you have a good day and i cant wait for the next chapter :]

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the thing with niki is that her and wilbur's friendship is very real and has existed for longer than they've been aware of the political games. it's a matter of is that friendship going to continue through all of this? how far can their relationship bend until it breaks completely? niki in no way thinks her friendship with wilbur is fake or over. but she's trying to figure out what matters more to him—is it loyalty to his father, or loyalty to her? is she ever going to be the most important person to him? or is she always going to be one step behind?

"oh lord we're going off roading I don't think this carriage has four wheel drive" this made me laugh out loud thank you for that the carriage does NOT have four wheel drive

lol knew the brother line would get you guys

hmm who paid the contract for tommy's life... so many options...

wow now they're stranded alone in the wilderness together! surely this won't have any lasting impact on their relationship!

don't hold your breath for proper medical treatment tommy and wilbur are 1) trapped in the wilderness and 2) this is technically a medieval-ish era so. medicine ain't exactly up to modern standards lmao

[leyyvi]

Hiiii, I know your answered something like this before, but it was so long ago I’ll never find it

How do you write/ refine your writing? Like I’m rereading paychecks and I feel like there’s a perfect balance between descriptions and dialogue. Also, I tried writing a little something, but it just feels so stiff and like it doesn’t flow? Like with your writing I’m able to immerse myself into it so well, and I was wondering how you did that? Are you just naturally very talented lol

Any tips appreciated (if you’re willing obvi)

I also ate up the snippet you posted of paychecks, I can’t wait for the new update, so many things I want to see ❤️❤️ no pressure, I’m just stoked

And good luck with your move! Summer is just starting so you’ll enjoy AC for when it really heats up (:

I probably have but my tags/posts are SO unorganized so SORRY ABOUT THAT D:

Ahhh but I always write dialogue that pops up in my head first cause I really like writing dialogue jkfghjkhd and then I try to fill the gaps between dialogue with descriptions. But I don't come up with transitions between things until the very end, I think of it as blocks. Like dialogue blocks, then description blocks, and note where transitions for things should be. Honestly, I'm going through the same wall of text like 4000 times ghdfjkgdfh I don't think it's talent so much as editing too obsessively :'D

But yeah, I think compartmentalizing it helps so much. Also noting different scenes. So for chapters I'll have a very very brief outline to remember what happens, and then get more and more specific as I'm writing. I like to think of writing as if I'm writing a script for a TV/show movie too, and I've tried to make each chapter feel like you're watching an episode in a way? Iunno if this makes sense but mAYBE ITLL HELP? HSGJKFHG

i'm tackling it a bit at a time :') i do like writing for it but ahhh i miss having the time for it like i used tooooo but it makes me really happy knowing people are still excited for updates despite how long it takes ;; <3

THANK YOUUUU i'm already suffering in the heat this week so it'll be SUCH a nice change ;;;

[phoenix-eclipses]

I find it so funny because there's some people who make SMAUs/other series and they're like it'll be within this amount and if anyone asked me how long Casting Love is gonna be, I don't know. Like I know some points I want to happen/kind of how I want it to end but how much rambling/events are gonna happen before it ends?? Like- the reason it's been 0.1-0.13 instead of just like 1-13 is because I want it to be like acts or something? Like it's the beginning of it and then a major event is gonna happen and then it's one of the bigger acts and then it'll be like the closing act, but how many chapters each act has, I DONT KNOW

Sometimes the writing demon comes out and suddenly there's so many more chapters than planned. Like I used to write elsewhere and had one thing that I was like oh itll only be like 4 chapters... it had 19.

This is why it's bad that I ramble, am a writer, and don't like properly scripting how I want things to go. Like the characters control me people, I am not allowed to make all these decisions myself.

[cainightfics]

just read the latest chapter and it was amazing! but, the note at the end had me wondering if this fic is almost over, how many more chapters are you planning to write? i've been following this fic for a while and have notifications set up so I can read the chapters as soon as they update, and watching the story unfold has been so much fun so I'm a little sad to see it end, but also I'm just really glad I got to see it. there aren't really any good tyrelliot fics besides the ones you write (in my opinion) because they all get the characterisation wrong and they don't put in the same amount of care and effort into the details the way you do, so in a selfish way I do really hope you write more tyrelliot fics in the future, but I'm just a reader and you can do whatever you want lol. anyway, sorry for the ramble, I hope you have a wonderful rest of your weekend!

well, dont worry too much... i actually have no idea if the fic is almost over, because i literally have no overarching plot in mind, and have been pretty much winging it the whole time 💀 i thought this fic would be about 30k when i started it, but then i began adding all these random side stories and extra villains, and it just exploded. so i have NO IDEA what im doing and where the story will end.

that being said, itll probably be over in a couple more chapters (if/when i figure out how to end it). i have a lot of ends to tie up because ive introduced so many antagonists (mr robot, joanna, whiterose, now dom) and i dont want to end it on TOO MUCH of a cliffhanger.

as for what comes next... i will definitely write more tyrelliot! i have a fic set in s3e3 that i want to write, just a one shot, and itll probably be kind of funny... its set from irvings perspective, when tyrell is at the farm and elliot is in jail. i have some other vague ideas for more fics as well.

thanks for being with me on the journey to make this fic happen! and if you have any ideas for future fics you think id be into writing, plz let me know. ill always take requests if they seem like something up my alley.

[8bitgalaxydoes]

2 moodboards for my current wip (A 1920s AU but you can see that) One serious. One more like ‘spoilers without context’

And only I know the context, until hopefully March time when I upload the first chapter (I like having everything drafted/ edited before uploading a fic so I can keep a consistent schedual, and because I ALWAYS change things before finishing a fic so I don’t want to upload a chapter, then be like “Oh never mind I retconned it”)

[clumsyclifford]

:)

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Sparklecare Good AU FAQ

FAQ

-General Questions-

Q: What is the Good AU?

A: The Good AU is basically just one of those "what if The Bad Thing didnt happen and everything was fine" kind of things. In it the hospital has zero connection to Cuddles in anyway, and because of that, nobody gets hurt.

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Q: What is the comics schedual?

A: I post updates on Saturdays at 6:00 AM Eastern Standard Time. The updates themselves can be one or two pages each, depending on if I had recently come back from a break, if the update falls on a holiday, or if the pages just need to be together for some reason.

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Q: Does the comic have an overarching plot?

A: Not in the way you might think. Theres no single goal the characters are aiming for, like how canon is about eventually getting Sparklecare exposed to the public. The "main goal", you could say, would be to get better and go home. This is still going to be difficult for some. Each chapter is fairly self contained, with some callbacks to earlier chapters/character developments

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Q: Does this version of the hospital allow people under 18 to be admitted?

A: No.

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Q: How many chapters will there be?

A: Right now there are 4 planned chapters, but more may be added over time.

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Q: Why are there ocs in this AU?

A: I just felt like it. It makes the AU more my own. Anybody can make an AU where nobody is hurt by the hospital, I make it different by adding new characters and dynamics.

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Q: Who runs the hospital if Cuddles isnt involved?

A: Richard Sparkle, the most boring guy on the face of the planet.

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Q: Since you know all the canon lore, will any if that be implemented?

A: No, I'm only ever going to include things that are publicly known. I don't want to spoil anything for anyone, so you won't be seeing any characters early or getting any backstories or lore before it is outright said in the comic.

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Q: How do you feel about shipping/selfshipping with your ocs?

A: Totally fine! The only exception to this is Saturn and Graham, as Saturn is my fursona/self insert, and Graham is my self inserts boyfriend.

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Q: How about kinning/IRLs/fictives?

A: Same answer as shipping, totally fine with kinng my ocs with the exception of Saturn and Graham. Saturn is me, so it would be kind of weird. IRLs and fictives are okay, but for personal comfort reasons, I would really not like them to interact with me/be talked abt on my blog, sorry!

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Q: What are you comfortable with when it comes to fanart?

A: I'd prefer if people didnt make anything nsfw or immoral with my characters, especially Saturn. You can do pretty much whatever you want other than that, like ship art, our ocs being friends, ect. Just please respect what im comfortable with and itll be fine!

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Q: Why isnt character/plot point/ect in here?

A: Even though I am a part of the ZCP, I obviously won't be spoiling anything about the comic. So I cant include things like the unknown patient who Uni hinted at in v1, or the other patient who Hemera hinted at in v2. I can only add in what is publically known, which is why character backstories arent going to be a major focus.

-Character Questions-

Q: Is Saturn a y*ndere?

A: No, and please stop asking. /srs

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Q: Wheres Cuddles?

A: Jail for tax evasion. He wont be important /srs

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Q: Why not just make Cuddles a good guy?

A: I didnt do that because of what he represents. Hes based off of Kittycorn's personal experiences, I feel it would be rude to do that. Besides, making him a good guy who doesnt kill people would leave him with literally no personality.

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Q: Are there any character blogs for the good au characters?

A: Yes! Saturn's blog is @xxdemondogxx, Uni's is @tiniestferryshop, and Graham's is @grahamberrymusic. There is also the general @asksparklecaregoodau blog where you can interact with the rest of the cast.

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Q: Who is Saturn, and why is he a main character?

A: Saturn is my fursona, he represents me! He is a main character because I've had him for a while and really wanted to finally do something with him.

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Q: Is Saturn really a demon?

A: No, he just thinks he is. Everybody, minus Barry, is nice to him about it.

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Q: Why does Saturn think hes a demon?

A: He feels like he is a horrible person for having intrusive thoughts, because he feels normal people would never consider the things he thinks about, even though those things are not in his control. He's literally demonizing himself for being mentally ill. That and he thinks demons are naturally evil, so hes assuming hes a demon to sort of give himself a better reason for being "evil" (he is not evil)

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Q: Why are the rainbow characters (Doom and Mood, Party, ect.) still rainbow? Werent those colors caused by truama?

A: In canon, yes, the rainbow characters are rainbow because of that. However, I didnt know about that when I made their AU designs and started the comic in December of 2020. They are still rainbow despite the knowledge I now have because it makes them more recognizable. The rats specifically are still rainbow because they got past the truama of being bullied when they were younger.

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Q: Why is everyone in the hospital at the same time if they arent being kept there?

A: The plot needs it. If everybody left when they were supposed to, the only main characters there would be Barry and Saturn.

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Q: Are there any new characters who are lgbtq+?

A: Currently, as of early 2023, all the new characters who are in the hospital are lgbtq+.

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Q: Are any of your ocs autistic?

A: Saturn and Graham are both autistic. Though its not canon in real SC, Hemera in the good au is also autistic.

-OC Questions-

Q: Can I make a good AU oc?

A: You can make an oc if you want, I dont own the idea of "Big Bad Thing Never Happens" aus, so feel free to make as many characters as you like!

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Q: Can you put my oc in the comic?

A: I dont include peoples ocs in the comic itself, since if they change their mind later I would have to either edit pages or write the character out. I will, however, draw your oc if you ask and provide a reference for them (or if I just feel like it)! I will only really do that when im taking requests, or if we are friends/mutuals.

[allensimpsforcorpse]

𝙹𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚂𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝙱𝚘𝚕𝚍 | c.h

Pairing :: Corpse Husband x GN! Reader

Requested :: Anon

Summary :: Corpse just wanted someone to be with this lonely summer night, he didn't expect that someone to be a mermaid but he's not complaining

Warning/s :: Swearing, hand injury, blood, angst in the end

A/N :: I hope you guys like this, especially to the Anon that requested this! This honestly turned into more like a short one shot rather than a drabble and it's a little rushed so I hope that's okay! Taglist (for all my future Corpse fics and my one multi-chaptered fic) and Requests are open

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Corpse sighed as he lays on the cold and wet floor of the cave he found earlier that day while looking for a place to stay out of the birthday beach party. It was getting too crowdy for his taste.

Don't get him wrong, he'd love nothing more than to celebrate Poki's birthday along with the others, his friend deserved a fun and happy time but with his phobia? He doesn't do well with parties. Especially one that has a lot of people invited. The thought of being around so many people at once makes his skin crawl, so after a quick excuse, he left the party and walked around the beach, eventually finding the cave in which he is currently laying in.

A growl of frustration left his mouth as the sinking feeling won't leave his chest. He usually loves being alone, just him and his sometimes not so nice thoughts. But right now?

He feels so fucking lonely.

It feels like he can't stand being alone now but at the same time, the thought of going back to the party full of too many people partying scares the shit out of him.

My heart is pierced by Cupid

I disdain all glittering gold

A sudden soothing voice echoed from further into the cave, passing into his ears and swirling in his head, calming the previous tormenting feeling in his chest.

Who was that?

With his silent desperation for company, Corpse couldn't resist the temptation and curiosity to find out where that voice comes from. Standing up from his place, he ventured into the dark cave, the echoes of the voice and the small moon light from outside as his only guide. He hopes he wouldn't misstep and fall into the pool at the end of the cave, it looked pretty deep when he found it earlier that day.

The echoes of the voice stopped but even with the deafening silence, he marched on, determined to see who was blessed with such an angelic voice. He felt his hand slip on the sharp rock that he was gripping but he felt no pain, the sting wasn't there even as he can barely see the shine of the blood dripping from the wound on his palm. He decided to ignore the injury for now, he can just treat it once he gets back to the beach house later.

Steadying his feet on the rocky and slippery ground, he looked up and couldn't stop the gasp that left his mouth. Was this real? Or did he actually slip earlier and hit his head hard enough that he's hallucinating? To be honest, the latter seems more logical and believable for him because there is no way this could be real.

Lounging on the raised platform in the middle of the pool was the most gorgeous person (creature?) he has ever seen. Silky short/long (hair color) locks, piercing (eye color) eyes that seems to glow brightly in the dimly lit cave, smooth (skin color) skin that are devoid of scars, and a glistening (tail color) tail, half of it still submerged in the dark waters, gently swaying as the merfolk was completely relaxed.

Corpse has heard of the legends of the beach, hell, he even narrated a story all about it once in his channel! He didn't expect it to be true-

"Oh? What brings you to my little nest? It has been many moons since I've seen a human venture in here."

The same soothing voice came from the creature, yet their mouth didn't move. Their lips still in the same inviting soft smile, eyes watching his every move. Their voice seems to echo in his head and that should have triggered something in him! His anxiety, his flight/fight response, anything! But for once, they're quiet. And Corpse honestly doesn't know if that's a good or bad thing.

"Would you continue your song?" he's surprised at how steady his voice sounded, with how dazed he feels at the moment, he was pretty sure he would've slurred his words. A gentle laugh left the creature's mouth, their eyes glinting with amusement. They like this human.

"For you, little one, I will. If you'll take off your mask"

Corpse did so immediately, practically ripping the mask off his face and throwing it in the pool. The merfolk let out another melodic laugh, pleased at how eager the human was at hearing their voice.

There is nothing can console me

But my jolly sailor bold

At the last note, they reached out their hand towards the awe-struck humans. Corpse observed the hand, it was smooth and fragile looking. Their nails were sharp and dark. It didn't scare him, like nothing about this whole scenario was scaring him.

Without any further hesitation, he reached out and-

"Where's Corpse? Has he been found yet?" Valkyrae, or Rae for short, read out loud. She was streaming at the moment, playing Valorant alongside her friends and having a good time.

Well, trying to have a good time.

"No, he still hasn't been found yet. It was a hard search, we have no clue on where he could be other than his mask that we found in the cave somewhere on the beach." She sadly explained, her heart breaking as some of her missing friend's fans showed their despair in her chat.

She understood how they feel. Of course she does, the man was her best friend for goodness' sake!

She can still the moment they realized he was missing so vividly, it's been months since then but it feels like it just happened yesterday. She remembered Sykkuno desperately asking her for confirmation that Corpse has just fallen asleep in the beach but her silence answered him. She remembered how Toast never stopped trying to call his cellphone that day, only to find his phone dead inside his bag that was left in their room.

Randomuser: there is a legend in that beach yk, that a mermaid lives in that same cave and if it likes you, itll take you with it

Rae sighed as she silently read that comment, she and her friends has been getting those comments a lot ever since the announcement of Corpse going missing was posted. She didn't believe it, it sounded absurd! A mermaid, really? It's just a stupid urban legend that in no logical way can be true!

...right?

A/N: Hello! Thank you for reading this! I actually got invested to this request and I'm wondering, would you guys like to see this as a fic? Just a 3-5 chapters long fic?

Vote your decisions here! (Ends at the start of June EST)

Taglist: @apple-slice-of-your-laifu-blog

[merakiui]

hiii!! it's yanven again!! i watched that video you sent me and officially finished book three; maybe i was wrong, though he's not one of my favorites, i do like azul more now ^^ i feel bad for him, but i really like that way each dorm leader until now has had a backstory that explains why they're acting that way ! they can be like jerks, but they're nuanced and you understand why, plus they develop! so far, the story has kept on getting better, so i can't wait for scarabia !!!

ahhh you're probably right!! though im sorry, but i laughed at that 'glowing mirror' part, hearing a certain voice felt silly haha! looking forward to see where the story goes again, though ;; though i heard there'd be a lot of events too, so it's gonna be busy...

omg can't wait to see if you ever do post that hitman thing!! you're right, the trio really is scary, especially since theyre working together so flawlessly TT on that note, i know id wanna meet floyd so badly (his va did such a good job omg!!) but he's tall and scary and id probably wet my pants if anything;; i think he'd find me boring though quickly haha

thank you sm!! i rarely get creative unless it's for a preexisting scenario or im listening to music, but i guess itll come in due time if i consume enough content hehe ^^ and of course!! im glad you don't find it embarassing or something .

i do wonder where you find your inspiration, though! does it just happen while you're enjoying games and stuff, or in your everyday casual life? it always interests me to see how content creators get their ideas :O

Hello again!! :D Aaa I'm happy you can like him! And I also enjoy the fact that there is some growth or lesson learned for each dorm leader. I'm glad they develop more as the story progresses while still retaining their personalities!! I'm patiently awaiting Scarabia chapter as well!!! But for now... master chef event!!! >:D

I also couldn't be serious when that part happened, so you aren't alone in your amusement! Even though I knew it would happen, I was still laughing to myself. It's really difficult to picture the owner of that voice as someone sinister or mysterious. ;;; But I'm excited for the events! I'm trying to save as many gems as I can for cards. T-T

I'm tempted to post it!! It feels as if I have a pool of concepts related to Octavinelle and I fish through it every now and then and pull out a new one haha. They're just so versatile when it comes to writing. Ooo and meeting Floyd!! He would be a very fun friend, but it would be exhausting after doing so many things with him. One minute you're having lunch and then he wants to go play a game and then do sports and... It's a really busy day. But he can be intimidating. >_< I wouldn't want to be on his bad side because he could probably snap me in half with ease. ;;;;;;;

You're welcome!! I'm hoping that by listening to music you can get some great inspiration! Sometimes even scrolling through word generators can give you specific words that will spark ideas!

Inspiration comes from all sorts of places like music, experiences in my life, aesthetics and tropes I like, books/movies, and plenty more. Sometimes it takes a while before an idea truly sticks with me and sometimes it’s very sudden. When I do have sudden inspiration, I’ll write it down somewhere so that I can return to the idea when I have a chance! 

[i-write-shakespeare-not-disney]

Hope you've had an awesome day. I'm dying to read your fic "so good it hurts" but I also am not a huge fan of reading on going fics. I usually wait until they are completed. But i keep seeing amazing fan art of it and people gushing about how amazing it is. So i guess im just wondering if tou know about how many chapters it will be so I can time when to start reading. Also please don't take this thr wrong way or anything im just really excited to read it but also cant always mentally deal with on going fics.

No I get it! I've had two tabs for ongoing fics open and I was checking them obsessively when first read them so I totally understand.

I'm not sure how many chapters itll be.... the boys are kind of moving faster than I expected them to, and I manage a lot of time jumps (in 1-3 week increments) so technically a bit of time has been passing.... i wanna say 10 max, but I said that about Teaching a Heart and it ended up being 20.....

It's okay if you dont read right now! I'll be sure to post a big deal when the story is over or when I know it's only missing a chapter!

[horansqueen]

I thik there's more people rereading the story than you think. I guess we don't comment on it 'cause we think all's been said before, but it's wrong 'cause you deserve at least some form of graditude for investing your time.

If I get any specific idea for a request, I'll send you. Although, I'm more "read what I've been given" type 😂

Most of mine are like what if they had the courage to say how they feel before, like that scene in the first chapter of You&Me where Niall's trying to text her something and ends up writing a lyric from Still. I don't think it would change the story much if he'd actually sent it, but it's little details like that that get stuck in my mind. It gets me thinking how most of the time we could change our lives in a second. And as I mentioned, especially emotions and thought process written in Niall's pov, it gives a lot to think about 'cause his feelings were a mess for so long, and Liv knew that she loved him.

But if you love the characters as much as it seems, there's sure more of one-shoots in the future and it makes me really happy

well i hope youre right, i hope people re-read it. it makes me want to try to get it published. id have to change a lot of things tho and i totally would if it meant i could publish it but, yea, you know.

thank you for saying that! it means a lot to me! i accept all comments tbh. even if you think everythings been told well, im totally ready to hear it again.lol! if someones re-reading the story and wants to comment every chapter i mean go ahead, itll make me super happy you know? theres no such thing as ‘too many comments, likes, reblogs, reviews, etc’ haha :)

awww i totally understand and respect that! if you have any idea tho please dont hesitate!

and see, that part about him almost sending her lyrics from his song could make a short blurb/oneshot! there are many things that COULD have happened, whether theyre small or big things, i honestly think theyd be all interesting to write!

oh and i agree! so many things can be changed with one little word or action, its crazy!

thank you so much! im so happy you like Niall’s POV! youre right, he was so confused while Liv knew exactly how she felt for him!

the next story im gonna write (New Angel) will be ALL written from Niall’s POV, if it interests you lol and trust me, hell be EXTREMELY confused the whole time lmao 😂

but yea i do miss Liv and Niall from AMC and YOU&ME so so much, i love writing about them and im scared ppl will just stop caring and completely forget about them. and i do want to keep them alive with oneshots from time to time!

thank you so much for taking the time to discuss this with me, it means the world, and its so much fun, THANK YOU ILY!

[ridiculousravenclaw]

The Life of Elara Ware

This is a Harry Potter fanfic. Main character Elara is an original character by moi and is George Weasleys gf they started dating in 5th year. she's half blood hens the mention of muggle technology before anyone asks. And it's set during the GOF. I've never written anything like this before either so be nice.

Chapter 1

Elara couldn't help the smile that spread across her face. She read the note again, unable to hide her relief at the sight of the familiar untidy scrawl. 'Elara its okay we're good. please dont worry. oh and Mom says you can still come. You'll have to share with Ginny and Hermione though. sorry we're a busy house at the moment. but seriously don't worry. None of us got hurt. A bit shaken up but we're fine. Dads been thrown into it at work though sorting it all. I've never seen him look so tired. and mums been really nice to us since we got back. Gotta say I dont know what's more annoying. The way she keeps fussing like we're about to drop dead any minute. I think I preferred her nagging. it wont last long. All it'd take is one glimpse of a joke wand or ton tongue toffee and she'll be back to her normal screaming self. Speaking of which, you wait till I show you what we've done. Think instant. projectile. vomit! genius huh? Anyway I'll see you really soon. Love your favourite red headed knight in shining armour.'

She rolled her eyes. George was many things but a knight in shining armour was pushing it.

Collapsing back onto her bed Elara felt the tension seeping off her shoulders. Ever since the news had broken the previous day about the attack at the quidditch world cup she'd been going out of her mind with worry. No matter how many times she tried she hadn't heard a thing let alone any news on the Weasleys. Until now. She closed her eyes and pushed away the dreadful images that'd been swirling in her mind. Each scenario more terrible than the last. Its okay. They're okay. You'll see them really soon. With that final reassuring thought she sat up and made her way downstairs.

The house was silent, which was to be expected. Her parents were working so she was home alone again. She didn't mind. After all these years she was used to it. Used to the last minute I've got to gos and sorry I'm going to be home lates. They weren't to blame, such was the nature of their jobs. Elara looked around the spacious hallway. The mid afternoon sun shone through the glass door at the end of the hall and lit up the stairwell. Its beams reflecting off the crystals of the chandelier. Her parents had worked hard to pay for all this and they did it all for her. She knew better than to be ungrateful for a few lonely evenings here and there. She glanced across at the clock. 4:30. She was unsure when to expect her mother but Elara knew her dad wouldn't be home anytime soon. She looked at the letter again still clutched tightly in her hands. It was no surprise Mr Weasley had been called in. From what her father had told her the ministry was trying to get every available person in to figure out who was responsible for the disaster at the world cup. As an experienced member of the department of international magical cooperation; Hamlin Ware had been one of the first called on the scene and he hadn't been home since. This told Elara one thing. The ministry of magic didn't have a clue who was behind it or why they attacked.

4:40. It hadn't occurred to her that she'd been stood on the second to last step for 10 whole minutes lost in thought. "get a grip" she muttered to herself under her breathe as she walked towards the kitchen. She was staring at the cupboards trying to decide if she was hungry enough to start cooking dinner when the phone rang.

"Hey honey. how are you doing?" Her mother sounded exhausted on the end of the line.

"yeah I'm good. I've finally heard from George. He's okay. they're all okay."

"well thank heavens for that!" she said. Elara heard her mothers exhale of relief. "yeah I know. He said I'm still okay to stay there for the last few days of the holidays"

"see? we said he'd be alright didn't we? oh and I really don't want to impose on their family, especially after this, but... oh thank the lord for Molly Weasley. Yes. If shes truly okay with that then great. It'd be a massive help. Look I'm sorry my lovely but Adrian's sons not well again. poor lad. hes had to take extended leave to look after him. I mean, why the mother can't look after her own boy now and again is beyond me but, hey, that's none of my business i suppose. And Veronica's being her usual, I'm too important to do any work, self. Oh you should have seen her earlier. 'oh look at me in my brand new Porsche'. its orange! and not a nice orange like a sunset or something. no, like fake tan gone wrong, that's what it looks like. Uh. Anyway. Breathe Mary-Anne. The point is I'm the only other translator in the office that speaks fluent enough Polish for the conference next week. I'm sorry darling that's 2 weeks in London"

Elara could feel her mothers guilt almost radiating through the speaker.

"it's okay mum. really I understand. i dont mind. I'll go to the Weasleys and they can take me to kings cross itll be fine."

"oh my girl what did I do to deserve you?"

"hmm, not sure. but it must've been good. maybe you saved a village from plague in a past life"

Her mother chuckled. Then she grew silent. After a moment she said

"I'm probably going to be late tonight too"

there was no hiding the hint of sadness in her voice.

"I know" Elara said "it's okay. theres some leftovers hiding in this kitchen somewhere and they've got my name on them."

"Larie"

"Mum. stop. it's fine. look I'm going to have some food. have a shower. then have an early night. honestly you're not missing out on much. I'll see you tomorrow. okay?"

"okay. oh Larie I love you. more than anything in this world.

"love you too mum"

"oh and remember to check the doors locked properly and..."

"and check the security systems running. I know mum I've got it"

"you checked your trunk? you're starting your newts this year. Can't be leaving anything important behind."

"yes I've checked it. I've got everything packed dont worry."

Her mother sighed. "okay. see you later."

"bye"

Elara couldn't help but roll her eyes everytime. but still she compulsively checked the front and back door locks and the flashing screen of the home security system. Online. She knew it would be. But from a young age her mum instilled this pattern. "you must be safe Elara." she'd said. "always be safe" The overprotective persistence of her mother used to annoy her as a child. But now Elara found comfort in the metaphorical safety net her mother cast for her. It let her know that she was loved.

Making her way back to the kitchen she pushed the days worries from her mind. It looked like another evening of peaceful me time she thought. and she was going to see George soon. She smiled to herself. She had missed that cheeky grin.