#i forgot to do one of these for chap 14

[thepersonnamedsam]

memories - mv1

pairing: max verstappen x fem!reader

summary: a trip down memory lane helps max overcome his biggest fear

word count: 1k

warnings: mentions of panic attacks/hyperventilation, the gas station

note: the first ever story for my 1‘000 follower special! finally

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Max hated the flashbacks. The times his mind played tricks on him - he hated it so much that he started to try and hurt himself to make it stop.

He stopped when he met you though. He was only 14 years old when he first saw you at the gas station with your family.

His father left him that day, sad and hungry. He heard you laugh before he saw you. But the moment you fell into his eyesight he forgot all about his worries - how to get home, how to face his father, how to eat.

You saw that little, okay maybe not so little, boy, standing all alone at a gas station in a foreign country. You had to go and talk to him. Ask him if he was alright. He wasn’t, but you made it alright with your presence.

„Max, do you remember the day we met? Hmm? It was a long time ago, over 10 years“, your voice quiet but steady. „Max, honey, listen to me; breathe in through your nose and breathe out through your mouth.“

Max‘ head laid in your lap. Your hands softly gripped his head and his eyes were fixated on your face. It reminded him of your first kiss.

You were laying in the grass of a field. Your head in his lap, his hands brushing hair out of your face. „Can I kiss you?“, he had asked softly. His heart was racing, feared of your rejection. But you had smiled softly at him and nodded your head yes.

His eyes closed and your lips touched. The kiss had been dry and warm. You felt his chapped lips against your soft ones. He was so gentle, afraid to break you in any way.

„Maxy, can you look at me, please?“

Max opened his eyes, he saw you staring down at you, the softest smile formed on your lips.

„Hi honey, you’re doing so good. Let’s steady that breathing of yours, hmm?“, you hummed. His head only barely able to nod.

„Alright, you remember box breathing?“, you asked him. „You remember the time I told you about my therapist and how she taught me this method?“

You had just gotten out of therapy and Max was waiting with his VW Golf in front of the building. „How was it?“, he’d asked. „Good, tiring. She taught me this method to regulate my breathing“, you told him.

„You breathe in for seven seconds and imagine the top line of a box, then you hold your breath for seven seconds and imagine the right side of that box. Breathe out for seven seconds again and imagine the underside and therefore you hold your breath for seven seconds again and imagine the left side.“

It had worked. For you at least. Every time Max was close to boil over he tried the box breathing - only to think back about the moment you told him how it worked.

„Honey, you’re doing so great. Breath in - hold - breathe out and hold again. Good. Can you look at me, Max?“

His blue eyes searched yours and he felt safe. He felt safe in your arms and would only ever feel safe in yours. You were his rock, his safe haven. You and only you.

„Hi Max“, you smiled at the boy. „Hi“, he waved back at you. „I didn’t think I‘d ever see you again“, he told you. „I know where you live“, you had laughed. „We brought you home, remember?“

His cheeks reddened with heat; „Oh yeah, thanks for that again.“ - „No problem, Maxy.“ He still wondered how and why you came back. He was a pathetic little boy. He was only successful when he won, but he didn’t, he was rightfully treated like he was.

But still, you stood there, smiling and looking at him with those hopeful eyes. And he knew that moment he couldn’t ever let you go.

„Good, good! You’re regulating your breathing, that’s so good. Max, you are in your drivers room in Abu Dhabi. You just got pole position. It’s okay, I’m here.“

Max looked at you and slowly sat up. He leaped forward and hugged you tight. He was glad to have you by his side.

„Thank you“, Max breathed out. „Don’t thank me for that.“

Max smiled lightly and you finally saw that spark light up his eyes again. His hand went into his pocket and took out a little red velvet box.

One last deep breath and Max bent down on to one knee and opened the box. The ring inside was shimmering in the light of the room. Tears started to form in your eyes.

„y/n, I love you, with all my heart. You shared my life with me for the last decade and I am so thankful for that.

From the first delicate notes of our story to the crescendo of shared dreams, you've become the symphony that colors my world. As we dance through the chapters of our lives, I can't help but envision the harmonious future that awaits us. With each step, I've realized that love is not just a fleeting emotion; it's the foundation upon which we've built a sanctuary of understanding and compassion.

So, in this serenade of time, I offer you my heart, an eternal promise wrapped in the delicate strings of vulnerability. Will you, with grace as boundless as the ocean, share this waltz of life with me? Let our love be the melody that guides us through the verses yet unwritten, and may our journey be a masterpiece painted with the strokes of enduring affection.“

„Yes, you little poet!“ And Max stood up and lifted you off the ground. Kissed you with all his emotions his little heart possessed. And he was glad to have you.

„Oh thank god, my biggest fear was you’d say no“, he breathed out. You giggled and kissed your now fiancé. „Why would I? I love you so much, Maxy. Is that why you had to hyperventilate? Aww baby, I’m so sorry.“ Max shook his head, quickly kissed your lips and told you: „I was so nervous, I actually wanted to propose in the garage, but here we are.“

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[techs-goggles9902]

From the WIP ask game: I would like to know about the modern au tbb please? :)

TBB Modern AU Pt.1

Requests are open for all listed fandoms! See Masterlist for details. It’ll take me a minute to write bc I’m still emotionally traumatized by TBB s3

Summary: the bad batch but in a modern setting (duh).

Warning: talks about death and a bad car accident. I think there’s swearing (I forgot lmao) nothing bad happens but traumatic pasts are talked about.

Word Count: 1530 (I think)

A/N: Im so tired 😭 it’s 1:14 am at the moment. Anyway, I didn’t plan on making a series but I’ve kept you waiting far too long, bestie. THE ENDING IS INTENTIONAL. IM WORKING ON IT I SWEAR

NOTE: if confused about the occupations of the batch members, see this link.

“Echo, help me!” Omega says, bounding down the narrow hallway of the small apartment they were currently living in. She holds out a hair tie with a few stray strands of her blonde hair curling around the fabric.

Echo sighs, taking her hand in his good hand and leading her over to their raggedy couch littered with rips and mismatched pieces of cloth stitched to the creaky leather.

“Why didn’t you have Hunter do your hair? I don’t even have hair,” he sighs, gathering his sister’s wavy locks with his hands, careful so her hair wouldn’t get caught in his prosthetic.

“He’s sleeping. Still. He and Crosshair were trying to beat… what’s the game called? Gobbler’s Gate? I don’t know, but anyway, he and Cross pulled an all-nighter.” She never could remember that damn game her brothers were obsessed with beating.

“Baldur’s Gate,” Echo reminds her, sighing deeply. Hunter had to start making his deliveries soon, people needed their Doordash.

“Yeah, that!” Omega winces as Echo pulls her hair while tying off her ponytail.

“Sorry, kid.” He gives her shoulder a gentle squeeze with his left hand, his only real hand. “Come help me pick my hat.”

Omega gasps and whips around to face her big brother. “Really? I get to pick your hat today?”

“Yeah, why not? C’mon.” Echo takes her by the hand, always his left hand so he can feel her warm fingers clasping his own. They tiptoe through the hall, Echo’s footsteps muffled by the thick, fluffy slippers he wore, and towards the room he was given when he moved in with them. He’s a brother they didn’t know they had.

Jango got around, Rex had said when he introduced Echo to the batch. That’s what they called themselves, the “batch”. I raised him right, don’t worry, boys. Echo’s a good lad. He had gotten into a car accident not long after he and his twin, Fives, turned 21. Both sustained catastrophic injuries, Echo losing both legs around the knees, his right arm, and gaining severe burns on most of his remaining body. Fives on the other hand… he didn’t make it to the hospital.

Echo was slowly but surely growing back the hair he lost, yet he still finds comfort in wearing his beanies, whether it’s his tie-dyed one or the white one with yellow eyes on the fold, just like the creepy clown Omega had nightmares about.

“Which one for today?” Echo asks, gesturing to the assortment of beanies he keeps laid out on his dresser. He lowers himself onto his mattress with a low grunt. They couldn’t afford bed frames. Omega looks back at his pale blue hoodie, which Echo also has a colorful assortment of, and she selects the royal blue beanie, placing it on his growing follicles.

“That one’s perfect.” She steps back, admiring her work.

“Alright kid, what’s today’s objective? Park? Library? Bothering Wrecker at the mall?”

Omega looks down and furrows her brow as she thinks of what she and Echo should do. She looks up at him with thoughtful eyes. “Can we… visit Fives?”

Echo blinks in surprise and a smile tugs at his chapped lips. “I’d like that. I’d like that alot.”

They’re interrupted by Crosshair’s cursing from the room he shares with Tech. “Shit shit shit. Echo, what the hell? It’s almost 9!” He spits out over his shoulder as he rushes down the hall.

“I’m not in charge of your schedule, Cross! It’s not my fault you played Baldur’s Gate all night,” Echo stands and meets his fuming brother in the living room/kitchen. Crosshair’s trying to tie his shoes with shaky fingers. He’s never been late before, not once. His job was one of two stable jobs the batch had.

“Hey… calm down. They can’t fire you, you’re the reason the diner’s getting busy again.” Echo’s knees creak as he kneels down and puts a hand on his brother’s shoulder.

Crosshair sits back on his heels, tilting his head back with a sigh. “Y-yeah… nothing to worry about.” He looks back at Echo. “You good with spaghetti tonight?”

Echo hums in agreement as Crosshair gets back on his feet. “I’ll be back at 6.” Crosshair unhooks his keys from the rusty rack and leaves.

Omega comes out of Echo’s room wearing his black beanie. Echo groans, “Meg, that clashes with your outfit, I can’t be seen with you now.”

She giggles, pulling her soft teal cardigan around her body. Her white leggings were just begging to be stained. “Echo, I do believe you’ve said ‘black goes with everything’.”

He rolls his eyes, shaking his head fondly.

***

They ate, forced Hunter to awaken from his peaceful sleep, and walked Wrecker to his job at the nearby mall as a security guard. He only took up the job since they lived in a bad neighborhood and he got to tackle people for a living.

“Isn’t it funny that Wrecker’s kinda a cop and Tech sells illegal stuff on the black market?” Omega asked Echo after Wrecker jogged off to make it on time for his shift. The pair strolled towards the bus stop they used to get from Ord Mantell to Coruscant.

“Well…” Echo considered. “It’s a little funny.” Omega grins and clasps his hand tighter. They step into the little covered bench at the bus stop.

“So… how come you moved out of Rex’s house? I mean, he has a nice place and all.” Omega wasn’t with the family when Echo moved in. She’s never asked him about his life before the batch, not unless it was about Fives.

“I… Rex takes in a lot of our brothers. He wants the Fett family to… stay together, I guess. We were all marines or some type of soldier at one point, so we’re all similar. I didn’t… fit in with our other brothers, even if we’re all family. Rex introduced me to the batch and they said I was welcome to move in.” Echo gives her hand a squeeze. “They needed the rent money, too.”

Omega grins, squeezing his hand back.

***

The bus dropped them off a block away from the Coruscant City Cemetery, which was in a pretty decent neighborhood. Omega tugs the wired earbuds out of her ears, handing Echo back his phone. On bus rides, he always let her listen to her music, mostly to make sure she didn’t hear the things drunks always say to Echo.

“Who were you listening to this time, Meg?”

“Lana. I like her song Salvatore,” she says, slipping her hand right back into her brother’s larger one. Lana as in Lana Del Rey, one of Omega’s favorite singers.

They take their time strolling down the Coruscant streets, Echo pointing out his favorite spots occasionally. The wrought iron fence bordering the cemetery comes into view; large, shiny headstones poke out of the ground behind the iron gates.

Echo memorized the spot where he buried his twin, Section 5, row 5, 5 stones from the fifth tree. Of course Fives’ name wasn’t actually Fives, he just loved the number.

“Jango loved Fords… so he named Fives after ‘em.” The small headstone is just up ahead. Omega slowly walks up to it, kneeling a few inches away from the edge of the stone.

“Ford Fett… Echo, what’s your real name?” She asks, gently brushing her palm over the granite marker, stray pine needles blow away as she does so.

Echo pauses, keeping his distance from his sister and his brother’s grave. He slides his hands into his hoodie, shifting his weight. “Elliot.”

Omega hums in acknowledgement, bobbing her head. She says something under her breath to the headstone, Echo doesn’t bother asking her what she said. He keeps his gaze down to the dirt beneath Omega’s knees, a soft smile tugging at his lips.

We have a sister, Fives… oh, you would’ve loved her…

***

Aggressive meowing comes from the apartment as Echo and Omega walk up to the door. The pair exchanges glances. “Is that a cat?” Omega asks.

“I… I don’t even wanna know.” Echo sighs and opens the door to find an angry Tech and a gross looking cat staring up at him. The cat’s dusty brown coat is surprisingly shiny in the light.

“You cannot chew my socks. How many times have I told you this?” Tech spits out, jabbing a slender finger in the cat's direction.

“Are you having a full conversation with the cat? Also, why do we have a cat?” Echo asks. Omega smiles and kneels down beside the feline, new grass stains on the knees of her leggings catch Tech’s eye. He sighs.

“Wrecker brought him home when he returned from his shift. He’s out acquiring the needed supplies for keeping a cat. He named him Gonky. Who names a cat Gonky?”

“Wrecker, apparently.” Echo looks between his brother, the cat, and Omega, sighing and walking off to his room. He wasn’t sharing a room because his nightmares kept his former roommate - Hunter - awake. He can hear Gonky meowing at Tech, an occasional hiss when Tech refuses to give him a sock, along with Omega’s laughing.

***

“What the… why the hell do we have a cat?”

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[demoiselettes]

A kiss to steal

Pairing: Muichiro x reader

Category: fluff. Tooth-rotting fluff.

Warning(s)/note(s): fem! Reader

A/n: Muichiro and the reader are both 14 in this so it’s all light fluff and nothing steamy. Also i got this idea from this prompt generator! It was so cute i couldn’t resist *ugly sobbing*

“Teach me how to kiss.”

You very nearly impaled yourself on your sword. He seemed unimpressed by your near-death experience. His unfocused blue eyes remained glued to your own as you shakily sheathed back your sword in its scabbard. You must have mis-heard, right?

“Pardon?” Your voice came out shrill. You ran a hand through your hair to smooth it back down due to how disheveled it’d gotten from your training.

He sighed. “I asked you to teach me how to kiss. I’ve never kissed before.”

“And why the sudden interest?” You countered. Your eyes darted to anywhere but his face. “And also, what makes you think i know how to kiss?”

He shrugged, nonchalantly kicking away a pebble. “I’m curious to what it feels like. Besides, you’re pretty. Haven’t you had a lover before?”

Ah, now your mind was a jumble of thoughts fighting for dominance to be the one you ought to reflect on. You turned your head to the side and slid your sword into the belt that hung around your waist, doing your best to appear suave and calm. But you could feel his gaze on your fingers. He could see them shaking. And your heart was beating so harshly you were afraid it’d burst out of your ribcage.

“Not to appear rude, Tokito-san, but you’re-supposed to be helping me out with my swings..” you trailed off. He narrowed his eyes ever so lightly at you.

“But they are becoming less and less precise. At this rate you’ll behead yourself.”

He was right, of course, but that didn’t make his statement any more embarrassing to you. It’s been hours since you’ve began training and your arm was just about ready to fall off. At this point you were just delaying what was seemingly becoming the inevitable.

You..didn’t mind kissing him. You’d always thought he was kind of cute. But he was a hashira and you were a Kanoto, surely he wouldn’t have ever taken an interest in you. And it’s not like being a Demon Slayer gave you much leeway to be in a relationship. Besides, your mentor had always told you not to rush in finding a partner.

You are still so young, she’d said. You have a duty to complete.

And the most disturbing part, was figuring out why he suddenly wanted to kiss you. Was he interested in another girl? The mist pillar wouldn’t simply use you to try and woo someone else, would he?

Your cheeks were suddenly being pulled on and you whined, trying to swat away his hands. « Ow! Shtop-«  you grumbled. « Tokito-shan! »

You could have been imagining it, but there was the slightest ghost of a smile on his face. « We made a deal. I’d help you out with your swings and you’d help me out with something. You have to make good on your promise, »

Oh, so you can barely remember my name but you can remember that? If only you could say it outloud.

You resigned yourself to your fate with a strong exhale. « But i don’t know how to kiss. I’ve never kissed before, » the words came out hot and fast. Your cheeks were burnt.

« Oh, » for the first time since you’ve met him, he seemed truly stumped. « Oh.. okay. » his hands fell to his sides and he settled for simply staring you down. It was unnerving to be his main focus of attention, his gaze was soft but also..so intense. You felt like he could see through you. But goodness, he had such pretty eyes. They were like glass.

Then he was leaning towards you and you felt heat creep up your cheeks again. You sucked in a breath and screwed your eyes shut, your shoulders tensed, your fists instinctively clenched. Then there was the faintest smell of daikon, and chapped lips were pressed against your cheek. Your eyes snapped open and for a moment you forgot you how to breathe. He didn’t pull away immediately either, he let his lips linger on your skin for seconds that might as well have been hours and then did he pulled away, just the slightest but he was still pretty much in your face. He wouldn’t stop staring at you.

« I think this is good for a start. » he announced. His voice dripped with undetected smugness. Which you had the chance to detect.

Just when you thought you’d pass out because gosh darn it you were beginning to feel light-headed, a loud thud resonated from behind you and both Muichiro and you looked back to see the love hashira on the ground.

[jamesunderwater]

20 Qᴜᴇꜱᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ꜰɪᴄ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀꜱ

Thanks for tagging me!! @gracelesslady23 @annabtg @kay-elle-cee this was very sweet to get to do.

Ao3 Username: itsjamespotter

1. How many works do you have on A03?

31, wow! How wild, that feels like a lot.

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count?

162k!

3. What fandoms do you write for?

HP

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Show and Tell (3k, wolfstar smut)

Dead To Me (91k, wip lily evans angst)

Tall Dark and Glasses (3k, jily fluff)

"you have no idea how long i've been wanting to do that" (1k, prongsfoot smut)

Bring Your Kid to Work Day(s never end when your godfather is Sirius Black) (2k, good godfather sirius black fluff)

5. Do you respond to comments?

I try to, or at least have the goal to, but admittedly I'm very bad at it. (not to use it as an excuse but my adhd is fully to blame.) I plan to go back and catch up on all of them soon & have a dream of being much better about it, though. I do intentionally make sure I eventually respond to the ones for my WIPs, at least.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

well, since dead to me hasn't ended yet (kidding kidding kidding kidding!!!) lmao I really thought I was gonna have a hard time finding a fic with an unhappy ending but I evidently forgot who I am. I dunno how to choose between: 1. i don't even know where you end and i begin (500 words, canon prongsfoot....you get it) 2. Promises to Keep (1k words, dorlene with canon ending....you get it)

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Okay listen, do I technically have a fic that mentions living happily ever after in the last line? Yes. Am I choosing that fic? No. I'm choosing Happy Holidays, You Filthy Potters, because 1. smut, 2. sassy young Harry, and best of all, 3. sassy good godfather sirius black 😉

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I've gotten a couple of comments about Lily in Dead To Me but I've decided it's not my problem if people don't have critical analysis skills 💀

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I do! I write smut for a number of different ships and plan on doing others! Uhhh, what kind? the fact that I don't really know what that means probably means it's pretty vanilla 😆 there's a lot of going down on people 🤐

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Haha, no, but if I did I'd probably do PJO/HP

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge. that would be so heartbreaking.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, but that's SO cool that people offer to do that for some fics!!!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I have!! @charmsandtealeaves and I co-wrote a fic for a jilychallenge last year, before we were even friends! It was my first time co-writing a fic, which was very cool and different, but also didn't feel that foreign to me -- I think because I've spent a lot more years doing para RP than I have writing fics. It was fun to kind of riff off another writer in a different way. I would definitely do it again!

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

Okay, this is kind of tough because I only recently got into Prongsfoot, and they are the definition of soulmates... But because I ultimately see Sirius as more of an ace/aro character, Jily wins the place of favorite ship in my heart. <3

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Well, I really only have two WIPs posted on AO3: Dead To Me and Just This Once, and I have all of DTM outlined and plan to finish it by fall. Just This Once might be a while, but I also have a plan for it and would like to finish it at some point... But I guess there's a chance I won't finish it -- I do have a lot of other multi-chaps I am going to be starting soon.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Hm. I like to think I'm good at getting into the minds of my characters, really thinking through their motivations and emotions and then expressing those to the reader. I also think I'm fairly good at dialogue. I really like writing banter so I hope others think I'm good at it, haha. And based on what I've been told, my smut isn't half bad 😆

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Oh, definitely writing descriptions of any kind. I never remember to describe the scene and when I do, I think it feels clunky. I'm not great at writing in a more direct way, either; I struggle to express a character's emotions without getting a bit flowery with it. Just generally, I think my writing could be tighter, you know? I'm sure I'll realize other things I need to work on as I write more long fics, too.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Ah, haven't done it yet, so don't have any thoughts to share.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

HP -- Jily on the Neopets forums... never 4get <3

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

If we're talking finished works, I'd have to say Tall Dark and Glasses, which I wrote for the masquerade event for Jilytober last year. To me, that fic has a certain je ne sais quois that is hard to replicate. But unfinished? Dead To Me, hands down, and once it's finished it will be very hard to ever top it. It's imperfect and there are a lot of edits I'd make if I were to go back through and polish it up, but it's the first multi chap fic I've ever written, and beyond just feeling immensely proud of that, the story itself and how I'm writing it is one of the most heartfelt and meaningful things I'll ever write in my life.

these were such a pleasure to respond to, thanks again for the tags! <3 I'm tagging: @goldenbi @abihastastybeans & @nodirectionhome-ao3

[agentplutonium]

20 Questions For Fic Writers Game

I got tagged by the ever talented @mr-laveau, thank you veauifer for that! I love games like this actually

I think I'm gonna tag @maxpaulll because you hate tag games and I think it's funny, and also @dizzy-n-busy even though I know you don't have a lot on ao3 at the moment (I just like telling people you also write fics on top of doing cool artwork/lh), also anyone else who wants to do this can! (do it. you don't need my permission. this is a threat. /lh)

1 - How many works do you have on AO3?

41. I have no social life.

2 - What's your total AO3 word count?

168,758. Again, have no social life.

3 - What fandoms do you write for?

Currently, I write for Redacted Audio and NeXus. We don't talk about my past fandoms /j

4 - What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Welp. Let's get into this.

#1 is Natural Enemies an unfinished spider!deku x Rody Soul multi-chap fic.

#2 is Dances in the Morning a Matchablossom (Kojiro Nanjo (Joe) x Cherry Blossom (Kaoru Sakurayashiki) one shot.

#3 is Infinity another Matchablossom one shot.

#4 is Paranoia an emotional hurt/comfort Denki & Sero one shot.

#5 is Symphony yet another Matchablossom one shot.

I will not explain anything.

5 - Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I do! I love getting comments and I usually respond as soon as I get the email (because if I don't, I will forget they are there-)

6 - What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Uhhhh one sec I have to remind myself of what I wrote. OKAY SO I think the closest contender (I don't write angsty fics) would be The Mission a Kaminari/Shinsou fic. Or possibly even Oh, Captain, Let's Make a Deal which was something i wrote for a fandom event. The only other thing I can think of is an Imp!Milo fic where he loses Sweetheart and basically becomes the same shell that Asher is, but that one is unpublished. I don't really write angst-ending fics, I'm more start with angst and end happily. OH BUT WAS I WRONG (i was looking for examples for another question) I forgot about Space Between an Imp!Freelancer/Vindemiator fic. Oh my god, it’s not my best but fuck does it hurt.

7 -What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Oooo okay so top contenders are Four Years, Not Forever a Sero/Todoroki fic, or once again Dances in the Morning or Infinity. Those last two are in my top five for a reason.

8 - Do you get hate on fics?

I. Don't think so. If I did I don't remember. I think there was one whole comment where someone fucking pulled out one word of the fic and said "it ruined the fic" for them and "they had a hard time continuing" which i won't even get into cause it was like a one-time thing. It was a rediculous comment in context anyway.

9 - Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I don't, I want to, unsure if I'll ever post it though.

10 - Do you write crossovers?

No? I definitely don't now but I think I've gotten close in the past.

11 - Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don't think so.

12 - Have you ever had a fic translated?

There was one offer, but I don't think it ever went anywhere.

13 - Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Technically yes, but it fell through. Would consider co-writing with someone though, depending on who they were/what the fic was.

14 - What's your all time favorite ship?

As of right now Milo/Sweetheart, but I go through favourite ships faster than I go through fandoms so I never have a real answer for this question.

15 - What's a WIP that you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Oh god, probably Eddie... The Love of My Life, or my All I Want series, just because I'm not in those fandoms anymore. I also have plenty of fics in my fic graveyard of a gdocs.

16 - What are your writing strengths?

I'd say my strengths are dialogue/describing non-sexual intimacy. Maybe my world-building? technically? uhhh that's all I can think of actually.

17 - What are your writing weaknesses?

Longer fics/keeping up with multi chaps (again, Eddie... The Love of My Life and Like Real People Do my beloveds I'm so sorry), MY FUCKING COMMAS if you read ANY of my fics I bet you there's way to many commas in it I have a problem, ummm I'd say any descriptive violence, I really wanna work on that. That's all that's coming to mind but I bet there's more.

18 - Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I am not against it, but I have not tried it (that I can remember). I wouldn't mind though I just would be VERY meticulous about how it's written.

19 - First fandom you wrote for?

Off the record? Harry Potter or Percy Jackson (shivers in wattpad days) but if we're looking at my AO3 it would be BNHA with I'm Here (yet another unfinished multi-chap)

20 - Favorite fic you've written?

Oh god, I don't even know. All my fics are my babies. If I had to pick from my published ones I would probably go with Promise Me, Please (I Promise) which is an Imp!Milo/Sweetheart fic of mine that I wrote a year ago. But I am currently working on one that might surpass that, but only time can tell.

ANYWAY I'm supposed to be working on finals but this was fun! I have way too much free time on my hands at all times, and it shows in my writing. I'm gonna go hide in a hole now.

[winterbirb]

Happy new year, y'all!

Quick update for the anon who sent accusations about aristotels—given a lack of any followup evidence, I had someone I trust go through their tag for anything fitting the accusations, and I have come to the conclusion that guilt cannot be proved, and more importantly, they should not be held to American taboos. I mean, I got into an apparently quite heated conversation about the importance of cultural context, I'm not going to go back on my word now. Think before you discourse.

And further, I am not the person to judge someone for not being 100% acceptable vanilla. I would be throwing stones from a house of glass cards; although I don't talk about most of those cards, I do, uh. Write Edward Snowden RPF. So.

Speaking of, chapter 13 is out! It's not actually any more of my own writing, as I couldn't figure out how to structure the May 7th meeting while incorporating my Official Sources. So I just put the primary sources in their own chapter, and I'm in the middle of trying to write the POVs for that chapter.

(Yeah, that's right, we're talking about my fic now. Teehee)

Unfortunately I write slowly (and delete things if I find a source they contradict, which is what happened to about 10k words of ch. 13 attempts), but eventually I'll finish up this fic, which will go through the end of July 2013 (Ed accepts asylum the first of August). I've casually dropped one reference to the top secret negotiations, and Bill and Jake will make appearances later in this fic, but that whole shebang is going to be in a later story (I wish I could just have it all written right now, it's so important, especially the Kerry-Lavrov axis! But alas, I'm more GRR Martin than Stephen King).

I'm introducing the Kerry-Lavrov axis in this fic (which chap 13-14 are particularly meant to do), but the payoff is going to come in the sequel, which is going to be from Aug-Sept (or -Oct bc of the government shutdown) and cover the Syria chemical strikes (I think Assad was framed, in case you're wondering. It's actually very fucking annoying trying to write about this stuff because I was happy having no opinion on the matter, but if I was going to write Obama and Putin talking about it, I kind of have to review the evidence 😔). Mid-september is UNGA, and Sept 30th is when Obama reveals to Bibi the secret US meetings with Iran. These events should resolve the Putin-Obama tension and bring us to the next phase of the story (admittedly, I don't know where to go after that; I'm thinking shorter stories, vignettes of interactions)

Anyway. Here's a link. Rn it's at 32k words, but a good chunk of those are primary/secondary sources.

Forgot to mention—though this is primarily about relationships, I don't (so far) have explicit ships, although Su/Kho is tagged. I'm leaving things implied for the time being bc it isn't the point (the importance of relationship axes still works around friendship-trust). So if that squicks you out, dw.

[sigilsmut]

I drew this small reference sheet for Honeko 🥺 + some updated info! I can’t tell you how many days or months it took me to make this character, but know that her google doc notes being 14 pages long should tell you everything you need to know.

Name change. Before, his name was Honeko Krueger because originally there was gonna be a horror theme for him. However, I changed his last name to Bellamoth to follow the theme of One Piece characters who have fauna related names (i.e. Monkey D. Luffy, Nico Robin, Boa Hancock). Plus it just sounds and looks cuter on paper.

Absolute gender fuck. Do not ask what’s in her pants, because her answer is guns. No but seriously, I’ve been in a mental debate with this for the longest time because of the way One Piece handles trans characters back then vs recently. I had two options that I kept bouncing back and forth between, but I think for now I can say she’s trans-coded just to be safe (emphasis on think). She still uses she/he pronouns and does not care if you use feminine or even masculine terms, so long as it’s not in a derogatory manner.

He’ll do things like wear lipstick and choosing not wear a bra because he doesn’t feel the need to bind. This is an example of when Honeko describes her gender as “a man’s spirit inside a woman’s body”.

Distinct markings. One thing that’s important to me when it comes to character design is giving them unique characteristics. Although this sounds obvious when designing characters, I like taking traits that seem traditionally masculine or feminine and mixing them up, like giving my feminine characters thicker eyebrows as an example. Honeko also has freckles on his face, collarbone, and shoulders, but I forgot to add them in the picture above. I also like giving my characters body modifications and distinct tattoos should they have any. Which leads me to my next point:

Classic Bellamoth tattoo. The tattoo you see in the picture is a rotting fish jumping after an oblong coin, the same ones used in Maneki-neko statues. This can mean many things, honestly, but it mostly serves as a reference to her affinity for gambling and her family’s business. There’s even a whole reason as to why you should never gamble with a Bellamoth (yes she does use her last name as a threat). Most if not all of the Bellamoth family members have a tattoo that’s luck related as their permanent lucky charm, so this tattoo can just be Honeko’s personal charm of sorts. It also signifies that her family is so feared to gamble against.

Wild Witch of the West. Honeko is still a cowboy just as I intended. Sometimes his outfits are revealing, sometimes they’re concealed. But one thing to note is that Honeko loves wearing chaps, crotchless chaps, assless chaps, chaps galore! Lacytanga will always be shot from the usual dual revolvers and from inside his boots. From his bullet-filled belts to his holsters that hold his signature weapons, to his trademark hat, this cowboy is one that definitely should not be looked down upon.

Infernal Angel. Speaking of which, I did indeed change her epithet from Hell’s Angel for a specific reason. Honeko being called an “Infernal Angel” is meant to be derogatory (“curse that infernal angel!”), but it derives from her Devil Fruit abilities being used in her revolvers and her demeanor in and out of battle. In a way, she’s being referred to as a “fallen angel”, like her “fall from grace” when she initially broke away from the family. The Japanese word for fallen angel is “datenshi” (堕天使). However, “Infernal Angel” literally translates to “Hell Angel” (地獄の天使 Jigoku no Tenshi).

Bad Bitchery Team. Honeko and Nami. Since the former has joined Luffy’s crew for as long as Usopp or even Nami (somewhere in between), the two instantly hit it off with money, fashion, and beauty. Nami is the main one to drag Honeko along if she hears rumors of treasures buried within the islands they visit and go to investigate. Once Robin joined the crew, the badassery of these three tripled. I’d call them the Powerpuff Trio to mirror the Monster Trio, mainly because of their hair colors, but how fucking crazy would it be if I dubbed them the Pussycat Trio. (I just really love trio characters with ginger, blonde, and black hair colors)

That’s all for now! I’m writing up a more polished google page containing all of Honeko’s information including powers and abilities, relationships, and (sbs-related) trivia!

[weirdfishy]

20 Qs for Fic Writers

thanks to @mashumaru for tagging me!! <3 i love these, and i've finally got a minute to do it!

1. How many works do you have on Ao3?

45! i started writing in the end of 2020, it's kina mind boggling to think that it'll have been three years in a couple months

2. What's your total Ao3 word count?

76,628 :)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

I've currently written for Batman, Danny Phantom, BBC's Merlin & Sherlock, Spider-Man/Verse, The Sandman, Criminal Minds, Harry Potter, Heartstopper, Sk8 the Infinity, The Witcher, and BNHA.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Unknown Caller ID - danny phantom x batman, crack treated seriously, something i will eventually continue

Tim Drake's intoduction to ✨Ghosts✨ - dpxdc, silly goofy stuff

by a sleep to say we end the heart-ache - the sandman, dreamling get-together, my first multi-chap that i finished

just slip me on, i'll be your blanket - the sandman, dreamling angst, something that i've so far put a completed, but in my heart of hearts ik it needs more

crack, hob flirts back, heart attack - the sandman, crack, past hobrinthian, pre-dreamling, pov corinthian

5. Do you respond to comments?

i very much try to, yes, but i also tend to leave comments un responded to for fics i have yet to continue/finish

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

what's interesting abt the two fics i think have the angstiest endings, is they kina have the same tone? like, i wrote two fics abt two different characters having a 'life is absolutely terrible rn, i'm grieving the loss of better times, but no matter what i will keep fucking living god damn it'

anyway it's both to be forgotten but not forget (mcu peter parker) and never to sleep, never to die (hob gadling)

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

[love how i totally forgot to answer this at first; sorry if tumblr tags u again for my editing]

imma go with something recent, a geraskier blurb based on art, :3 (that's the title, i couldn't come up with anything clever, so it's just that lol)

8. Do you get hate on fics?

not directly

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

currently? no. have i? yeah. respect your local smut writers

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

i never wrote crossovers prior to getting pulled into danny phantom x dc, and both of my posted ones are among my most popular

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i know of (if someone does steal a fic- that's shitty.)

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

not in the sense that someone has asked me to translate and repost, so as far as i know, no

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

no, but snake n i have talked about co-writing before (we're busy as shit tho so it's yet to happen)

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

merwaine in any form

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

it's not a WIP, but the second fic i ever posted i said i would rewrite and it's yet to come- i don't doubt that i will rewrite it, but that eventually is pretty far

16. What are your writing strengths?

prose-y scene setting maybe? i don't think about this, really, i just write

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

dialogue, in the sense that it doesn't much feature in my fics

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

personally i'll only do it if i'm 200% confident in its meaning (ie i've studied the language or i've got a second reliable opinion)

19. First fandom you wrote for?

i've since lost it, but the first thing i wrote was for BTS (2018 almost-disbandment rlly had me emotional, ok?)

20. Favourite fic you've written?

i don't have a favorite, and i'm proud of every new thing bc it's a show of my progress

~

no pressure tags: @oliveofvanders @bootleg-exe & anyone else who would like to :)

[daydadahlias]

1. 8. 18. 😘

thank's for asking angie!! I forgot i queued this ask game and these random numbers in my inbox sure did confuse and bewilder me for a moment <3

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

In my heart of hearts, in my soul, I'm a multi-chap girly. They do take longer so it's difficult to really produce them but I always feel a bigger sense of fulfillment when I write a Long Boi. I like being able to world build and get invested in characters for a prolonged period.

8. Do you prefer the beginning, middle, or end of a story?

I'm a whore for an opener. I loveeee getting to write first lines.

18. Do you title your fics before, during, or after the writing process? How do you come up with titles?

depends on the fic!! For some fics - like Scene 14 - the title is the first thing I have and I sort of work around it. Another example of this is Passing Through. For other fics (Made in Magnolia especially) the titles take a super long time and I go through several different iterations before I finally settle on one. I always try to keep them 1-2 words though so they stay snappy.

[thisdivorce]

tagged by @energievie @squidyyy23 & @sunoficarus to do the fic interview. thanks all!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

12

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

305, 330 😮

3. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

conflict of interest

reckoner

change like shifting shadows

want you around

strangers on a train

4. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

always! someone took the time to comment, i love that! don’t always reply right away though.

5. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

not really a fic but the clover drabble

6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

maybe truth or dare. it’s still angsty but ends in a good place

7. Do you write crossovers? If so, what is the craziest one you’ve written?

no, but i definitely find inspiration from other media (shows, movies, music)

8. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

fuckin’ TERFs. why are they on ao3 of all places? also just general criticism, someone said “your lot are crazy with this priest ian business” LOL. anyways i turned off anon and my experience has been much more positive on ao3. delete and move on.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

always! i love writing it! not a specific kind but i will only ever write queer smut. i’ve written m/m (cis and trans), f/f (debbie/sandy) and i love writing soft d/s

10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i know of

11. Have you ever had a fic translated?

nope

12. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

yes! it’s so fun! strangers on a train and blackout with @breedxblemickey and we plan to finish the series 🤞

13. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

gallavich of course. they’re my one and only

14. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

i plan on finishing all of them except one or two not published WIPs

15. What are your writing strengths?

depends on the fic, i think. i guess dialogue and having characters say little but mean a lot (at least in my mind lol). also emotional smut.

16. What are your writing weaknesses?

repetition (that autocorrected to religion which is also true lol). it’s hard to think of new ways to describe like, body sensations in smut and falling in love. also i really want to utilize metaphors more.

17. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

no opinion on this, i don’t speak another language but if others do, i can learn something new!

18. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

on the podcast i said queer as folk but i forgot i wrote an nsync satire fic when i was 12 haha. i posted it on my nsync geocities website 😬

19. What’s a fandom/ship you haven’t written for yet but want to?

none but maybe one day i will develop another obsession. whose to say?

20. What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

oh gosh, i don’t know. i love them all for different reasons. conflict of interest is really special to me but i’m sure once i complete another multi chap the same will apply.

tagging @xninetiestrendx @mishervellous @whaticameherefor @ms-moonlight-inn @notherenewjersey @grumble-fish @beebabycastiel @flamingbluepanda @crossmydna

[paramorearchived]

April 5, 2010

Transcript:

Morning world!

 Hey guys, it's been a ridiculous amount of time since I've popped in here. The tumblr journal is going well... and I've found it really easy to update with pictures and mp3's and all the random stuff I'm not computer savvy enough to post here on LJ. Anyways, what am I using capitalization for? 

so... the weather has been nuts here in franklin. in a week, i've seen just about all my friends and partied hard (if coca-cola and buttloads of ice cream really qualify for a party). i've been to a freaking wedding! (unbelievable!) and actually cleaned out miss anne's interior (miss anne is my car, ya big perv). it's been nuts. non stop. i've even been writing a lot. and now, i think i need to slow myself down. any time we're off tour, my time is divided between two things: 1) go nuts and eat everything and don't take care of myself cause i don't have to work. 2) recoup from being nuts. start eating healthy again, get sleep, don't talk as much... boring stuff. if i wasn't hoarse, i wouldn't be starting part 2 for at least another 3 or 4 days. but i had sweet cece's frozen yogurt 5 times in the past 4 days and talked until i can't talk anymore and i think it's time to grow up just a smidgen. the word smidgen is cringe-worthy. had to. 

you know when you leave a hair band on your wrist and when you take it off it hurts? 

so, keep an eye out for a couple pics from the wedding. (i didn't take many, mostly cause i forgot. wompwomp). some pics from my time at home... and as soon as we start rehearsal... which i think is like a week from now... i'm going to post a "menu" of our new merch items. all of this will be on the tumblr blog so i can easily organize all the attachments. the new merch is awesome. we're pulling designs from many of our friends and quite honestly, it's the best and most cohesive line of merch we've had in a long time. i'm proud of it, for sure. 

and while i'm getting started about this next tour. let's discuss.  i'm pretty sure you've heard of Relient K. (if you haven't, don't tell anyone and run - don't walk - to their myspace). those dudes are awesome. and i am a long time fan of their records. i remember someone giving me "Two Lefts Don't Make A Right... But Three Do". and singing songs about chapped lips and chapped stick on my way home from school. 

and opening the shows for the tour is a band called fun. their name couldn't be a better summary of what you are going to experience when they take the stage. their debut record "aim & ignite" is just ridiculously good. if you like incredible vocals and creative arrangements... or the sound of gods making love... then you will like them. 

good music happening this year. everywhere! and a lot of good music on tour with us. we're a very very lucky band to have so many talented friends to share the stage with. i noticed a post on the LJ community asking for new music suggestions and a lot of you suggested some seriously good music. it feels like we're all growing up together and discovering (or re-discovering) a lot of music that maybe we wouldn't have been into 5 years ago when all of this started. so i got to thinking... how could we discover more music together? apparently, at old hardcore and punk shows, there would be a bucket at the door where kids could drop mix tapes in and take one out. it was a way to pass music along cheaply and easily. not to mention, a great way to strengthen your scene. think about all the local bands in your town that you want people to hear or your favorite song that you always always have to put on all your mix cd's. would you guys want to do this at our shows? i figure, the next tour is super short. all of 14 shows. it would be an amazing way to test run this whole thing. i've talked to fueledbyadam and johnny minardi about it before but it's been a good year since that conversation happened. i wanted to bring it back to you guys and figure out if you're into it or not. 

here's how it might work: we'd put a box or bucket at the merch table with Aaron Holmes (merch man of the stars)... and you'd bring either a tape, a CD, or a USB/memory stick thingy, with all your favorite songs on it. let's say about 10 songs, to keep it simple. you drop one in at the beginning of the night... and if you wish to, at the end of the night you take one out on your way out the door. i think it could be awesome. maybe we'll even put our own mixes in the box every now and then. the point is to share music that YOU love. we don't get enough PHYSICAL swapping of music anymore. it's always online. "here's a link to this" or... "go to their myspace"... and now maybe we have a chance to relive something that we almost missed! 

let me know your thoughts in the comments. 

i'm also going to start doing band bio things on my tumblr for all the bands that come out on tour with us. so that people start getting a better idea of who they're seeing on stage. ooh! i could even try to get interviews with those bands and post em up. so many possibilities. here we go.

can't wait to see you guys in a couple weeks :)  hayley

[asterlizard]

UK Trip October 2023 (Part 14)

This is the final post! We head home!

Saw a lot of these parakeets during this leg of the trip. These ones would keep squawking to each other

We then made our way back home, though not before we decided to get another suitcase for our new pile of things to bring home.

We ran into another problem with the Tube on the way (signal failure?) but we eventually reached a place that sells luggage bags (we found a British shop with an entire floor downstairs dedicated to luggage (the guy even said, 'Welcome to Luggage Paradise!') A bit of haggling went on before we decided on a 50+ ￡ bag, which I nicknamed Strawberry due to the colour (our other bag I retroactively nickname Custard). We then go to buy some sweets for me to bring home, and there was a pick-n-mix which I took advantage of!

So cute!

Woke up a bit earlier than usual the next day to get to the airport. Mum's friend's husband helped us out until the bus stop while mum's friend rode with us on the Tube to our destination. We were riding until we, yet again, ran into some rail issues! While waiting for another train, a few people asked us how to get to certain terminals (mum got chatting with an older couple from Calgary Canada where she used to live). Got on the Elizabeth Line to get to our destination Heathrow T2. A nice chap who works on the Tube escorted us to the lifts so we could get to the E Line, which was a relief for mum's friend who doesn't enjoy the long escalators (also we had huge luggage with us which would have required the lifts anyway). On the way down, he respectfully brought up how there are services for those who want to get over their phobias, and escalators are a common one they get.

Once we were at the airport, we checked in (I had to use my US passport, because it was too confusing to use with my UK pass) and they had a couple of coffees before we had a bittersweet farewell before going through the security check.

A reference to this Heinz luggage ad (brief pulsing light warning at the 39 second mark): [link]

Customs was a little different during this entire trip, both coming and going. I didn't need to take off my shoes, and didn't need to take my computer out of the carry-on bag. But I forgot to remove my belt before walking through the scanner. BUT I didn't get beeped (I was also wearing the trousers which didn't get me in trouble during my last visit) so ???????

Saw an automated floor cleaning robot doing its best!

It was about 2 hours before our flight left, so Mum and I wanted to get something to eat in the meantime. We had a look around at what restaurants and other food places were available. There were some interesting places, but in the end we got sandwiches at Pret a Manger (I got a falafel veggie wrap, yum!) Someone at the tech + headphone shop let a remote controlled toy car run loose (a few feet from the shop) before going to pick it up

It was time to head to our plane, so we walked over to board it 30 minutes before planned takeoff (the sign said 'Closed' around when we were boarding, just made it!) Initially we sat in the same aisle as another bloke (who had the window seat and closed the window! No!!!) But thankfully mum and I got our own aisle to ourselves again (though it was a 2-seater rather than a 3-seater, so no lying down allowed!) There were some more people compared to the previous flight, but it still wasn't too crowded. We were an aisle and segment away from a sick child though (hoping we didn't catch anything, but as of writing this, nothing happened!)

This weather reflected my feelings of having to leave...

I got to watch two films:

'Yuudo': a calm, charming story about a bath house that brings the locals together

'Corpse Bride': a film I wasn't interested in at first when it first released, but have gotten vaguely interested in in recent years but never had a chance to watch until now (Typically I would choose foreign films to watch on the plane because they had subtitles, but Corpse Bride didn't come with any captions, so I had a bit of trouble hearing it over the airplane noise, but I got the gist of it)

For once I got an airplane meal that actually tasted pretty good! (Raviolini with tomato sauce) Unfortunately I felt nauseous for no reason for the rest of the flight and didn't want to eat any other meals (apparently I missed out on eating a wrap that I might have enjoyed)

I saw these islands off the coast of California and wondered what they were. Apparently they're the Farallon islands, which has research bases on them. I had no idea there was more off the coast!

After landing, we made our way over to the bag carousel to collect Strawberry and Custard, and then went to catch another ride from the same ride-share service. This time someone else drove us home, though this time our journey was silent.

We got home in good time, and I had a quick small dessert before going to bed at 8:30 PM.

A great trip overall, there were some things I wanted to do that I didn't get a chance to do, so I'm hoping another trip will be on the horizon soon!

[anosrepasi]

Chapter 15: Such Great Heights

Read it on AO3 Start from Chapter 1 The carrock looms before them and for a second Thorin hesitates in his decision, acutely aware that Bilbo is not the same kind of god as his nephews are and might not look at the spot with the same appreciation. “It’s a bit of a climb, but you can see the whole city from the top- I understand if you’d rather-”

Bilbo’s already walking forward, more like leaping, as he starts to tackle the first handholds, “See you at the top, your majesty. Don’t take too long.”

Thorin barks out a laugh, before also tackling the wall. He’s made equal progress with the other god in seconds and allows himself to leisurely pause his climb for a second, “Brash of you to assume you could beat me up to the top when I’ve climbed this wall thousands of times and this is your first attempt.”

Bilbo doesn’t slow down but lets out his own echoing laugh, “I can most certainly beat you to the top, Thorin.”

Thorin leaned in, scaling up a few more feet but making no real effort to get ahead of Bilbo. “And how do you propose that’ll happen, Master Gardener?”

“One, I tend to get underestimated. Which is a mistake,” Bilbo leans away from the wall, using one hand to point a finger in the air as he speaks and Thorin’s eyes follow the motion momentarily, as Bilbo raises a second finger. “Two. I cheat. See you at the top!”

With Bilbo’s exclamation, thick vines erupt from around them from the rock and start pushing up at a rapid speed. Bilbo grabs onto one and Thorin watches as within seconds Bilbo is suddenly towering far above him as he’s carried by the growing vines up the side of the tower. He gives a small wave with his free hand and his face splits into a large grin as he waves.

Well if cheating is on the table.

Thorin closes his eye and walks, letting go of the carrock wall and picturing the smooth surface of the top and opens his eyes to find himself effortlessly seeing the view he had just been picturing, and a rather put out Bilbo freeing himself from the embrace of the vines that had brought him to the top. Thorin merely smiles, “You probably shouldn’t have said anything about cheating, you might have caught me by surprise enough not to cheat myself.”

“I had you for a second there.” Bilbo retorts, though his voice only carries amusement. “The look on your face was a good consolation prize.”

“I’ll concede that.” Thorin says settling at the edge of the rock and looking out at the city, “I have to ask, you didn’t just compromise the structure of the tower for a race though, did you?”

“I promise any vegetation I add to your realm will strengthen it, not weaken it. Especially given that we are currently standing on said structural elements.” Bilbo settled into the spot next to Thorin and finally took in the view, Thorin could tell by the way the other god stilled and the almost-inaudible sharp inhale.

“That’s quite a view.”

Thorin laughed again, and Bilbo’s smile is small but present, “I’m glad you find it impressive, as much fun as the journey up here is, the result is usually the bigger draw.”

“And here I thought you were just having me climb a tower as some weird initiation as official guest to Erebor.”

Thorin chuckles but he can also see the logic in Bilbo’s words, “It’s true you’re one of a small number to be brought here, even before I would be incredibly selective about who knew about this spot and used it as my hideaway from my siblings when I was younger.”

“So this is where the god of death goes when he needs an escape? Lucky me.”

Something catches in Thorin’s throat and he finds himself speaking without thinking about it, the truth slipping easily from him, “Not the ‘God of Death,’ just Thorin. When I first took on the role, this is one of the few places I could consider mine, not my Grandfather’s.”

Bilbo catches the shift and his smile fades slightly, “Ah. You also inherited your calling?”

He could say yes. He could say yes and know that Bilbo wouldn’t press it further after the other god’s own confession about his mother and his calling. And yet that feels like it would be a disservice to them both. Bilbo was open with his past and had shared it easily, regardless of the sadness attached to his memories. Thorin would be lesser to not give his companion the same truth. “No. The tale is a lot more complicated than that.”

“Do you want to share it?”

Thorin inhales slowly, pausing in this moment to decide if he wants to continue or take the offered out that Bilbo is giving him. He exhales and the decision is clear. What matters more is figuring out where to begin his explanation. The beginning doesn’t matter much, all of it good intentions and happy memories that could do nothing to change the results.

“They were going to force Frerin to be King.”

Bilbo’s attention is as sharp as a blade and Thorin does not let himself waver, using the focus to push the words from his mouth like a dance rather than a winding confession. 

“My grandfather first held the title for the God of Death. When he started fading, my father was poised to take it on and we didn’t think much of it, as a family. We had long suspected that my grandfather would not be the only ‘king’ and my Father had never had a strong calling, even after all the centuries had passed and he had children of his own who were of age.” Thorin can remember all of them clearly if he wants to, his father and mother, grandfather and grandmother. The way they had held vigil at his grandfather’s bedside when he first began to fade. But those memories were far to close to the ones that had followed. 

“Then Erebor was attacked and it was just Frerin, Dis and me.”

Ah. Here was where eloquence leaves him entirely.

“Dis was far too young but Elrond and Thranduil insisted that Erebor needed a king and Frerin hadn’t had his calling yet so they wanted him to rule and I- I just looked at him after everything we had been through and all we had lost and he looked terrified. I told them in no uncertain terms they could not force that upon him and if Erebor needed a king so swiftly to crown me and be done with it.”

Bilbo’s eyebrows had scrunched up as he was listening but now his expression widened as comprehension clicked into place. “You had a different calling- That’s why they wanted Frerin to take on the role.”

Thorin nods, not willing to say it out loud. It was uncommon but understandable for a god to inherit their calling and title from a fading god. It was something else bordering on unnatural to renounce a calling, no matter the circumstances. He steadies his gaze on the horizon and forces himself to not watch Bilbo’s reaction.

His decision has brought him satisfaction and regret in equal measure, but those are known by him alone. But he knows what this story looks like to the outside observer, to those who were not in the room. How easy it is to simply label him renouncer, or greedy, ambitious, wrong. How no one else seemed to see the litany of small transgressions against them. How no one else reacted when Frerin went pale and looked like he couldn’t breathe when Elrond declared he would need to inherit the calling. How Dis was taken under care in the Eternal Realm and her brothers would not see her until she had grown up away from them. How they expected him to just nod along to it and give his blessing to have his brother’s fate sacrificed for their order and balance.

How he turned their plans on their heads and instead of Frerin’s fate being thrust upon him by Thranduil and Elrond, Thorin had to take responsibility for it along with everything else he said that day.

Bilbo’s voice is small in the volume of the distance between him and Thorin is snapped back into the awareness there is a witness to his story other than his own recollections. “You renounced your calling, so Frerin wouldn’t have to become something he wasn’t meant for.”

“No, I still dictated his fate that day. We had been attacked and the city had been almost destroyed, we couldn’t remain exposed without some sort of gate to protect the city. I elected Frerin as the gatekeeper.”Suddenly there’s a weight and a warmth on his arm and Thorin startles as he recognizes Bilbo’s hand reaching out and crossing the distance between them. The Gardener’s voice is heavy, “That must have been an unimaginable sacrifice.”There’s a clarity to his next confession that makes it even easier to share than his last. “My first calling was as the God of Duty. Who would I be if I could not take on a loss that would be passed to someone else if I did not carry it?”Bilbo is silent besides him, his hand still resting on Thorin’s arm ask he speaks again after a pause. “I’m starting to believe that’s just a quality of “Thorin,” regardless of calling or titles.”Thorin breathes in sharply but Bilbo continues, reaching for Thorin’s hand and flipping it over so Thorin’s palm is cupped up towards the sky. “I know the opinion of a planting god means very little in the grand scheme of things, nor does it come with the same weight as that of a more relevant god but I have been honored to call myself a guest of your realm and can think of no other god I would be as proud to call a friend- especially now knowing the true depth of your dedication to your people and your kin.” Bilbo drops a small object into Thorin’s palm and closes Thorin’s fingers around it before withdrawing his hand. Each motion feels tinged with intention, like a promise from his hand to Thorin’s. “It’s not much, but if you ever need a gardener, it’d be my pleasure to be of assistance.”

Bilbo makes a motion to stand and Thorin opens his hand to uncover a simple acorn, one taken from the oak tree growing in his hall. The acorn is completely engulfed from view when he closes his hand, as small as it is, and has no indication of being anything more than a seed, but it feels like a precious gem in his palm.

Thorin’s voice betrays him and is no where to be found.

He does not turn to look at his guest, but he can sense Bilbo standing at his back- but whether he is looking down at Thorin or once more looking out to the city, he cannot say. Bilbo’s voice is sweet, calm and deep like the tea he serves. “I should start heading down though, I’d still like to say a proper goodbye to a few people on my way back.”

A hand falls once again on his shoulder, squeezing for just a moment before flitting away, and the voice above him continues, easy and light, “I rather look forward to seeing Frerin again and giving him my regards as well. The way to the docks is easy enough to follow.”

There’s a pause, quiet then followed by a statement made as confidently as the previous, “You’ve had a lot on your shoulders today, as the King of Erebor. It’d be a shame to take that back on without giving yourself a chance to sit and enjoy the view as Thorin for a while. Stay, I’m in no danger of getting lost without your escort.”

Thorin closes his eyes, taking a controlled breath as Bilbo begins to step away back towards the tower ledge. “Bilbo.”

The footsteps stop.

“Thank you- For everything.”

There’s a little huff and Thorin tampers down on the urge to turn, to look back one last time. His pride keeps him rooted in his spot, the view of the city blurred. Bilbo’s parting words are even softer than his previous statements, and tinged with a tone that can only be described as warm. “Of course. I think I’ve become rather fond of you Durins, and your people- you’ve rather grown on me. I hope- I’d like to hope we’ll see each other before too long, reason regardless.”

The footsteps resume and Thorin merely sits and listens as he hears the tower creak with the growth of roots and vines that safely deposit the gardener at the base of the tower. He watches him amble away confidently, one last wave in Thorin’s direction before plunging into the crowd and being lost through the blur of distance and what Thorin will now acknowledge as tears.

Thorin wipes at his face and lets out a mix of a laugh and a sob. Bilbo had been talking about the heaviness of his title but here suddenly he was aware of a weight much heavier, one that Thorin had not noticed wrapped around his neck until he had spoken it out loud and acknowledged its existence. Only to then have it crumble around him like shadows pulling away from a light.

He had not known- he had not realized.

How many centuries had he lived with this weight on him? How many new stones had been added through the years with Elrond’s quiet caution, Thranduil’s sharp contempt, and the combined grief of his siblings? The whispers of the eternal realms subjects, the veiled insults and superstitions that he had to wear like a cloak in the eyes of the other deities.

And then his nephews found a unassuming gardener who’s first reaction was to offer a hand in friendship and empathy, rather than pull away or cower.

What a simple thing. 

What a precious and unfathomable thing.

Thorin pulls the acorn close and cradles it to his chest. His sobs come in waves, as if they’ve been waiting since that day and with every small tragedy that had followed in its wake. Its unseemly, and raw, and painful and it belongs to Thorin and Thorin alone. Not his title, not his history, not anyone but himself in that moment.

As his tears taper off he lays back against the rock, staring up into the shifting purple sky as his breath hitches and calms- the acorn still clutched to his chest like a precious treasure.

His chest feels lighter than it has in eons, like the air around him has thinned to the implication of breath. And yet he is so tired, anchored to the ground.

What a immeasurable and priceless gift to be given.

[heeracha]

## buy one, take me. — l. heeseung

synposis: with his best friend asking him for help because said best friend was scared he wasn't "boyfriend material" enough, heeseung looks for flower shops for his best friend's girlfriend. thankfully, jake knows someone from the university who has an aunt that owns a flower shop, you. now, heeseung messages you and shyly, but shamelessly asks if he can get any promos or discounts to which you shamelessly answered him, "buy one, take me". heeseung doesn't pass on this, of course. after all, you are pretty damn cute.

pairing: heeseung x fem!reader

content/genre: college au, slowburn, fluff, angst and crack, smau.

warning(s): swearing, of course. and as always, i'll put it in every chap if there's something you need to look out for.

note: yes, blod-talicized for slowburn because this is already planned out three years ago (but for another idol) anyway !! i'm excited to share this, my ass had been wanting to post this,,,,,, i already have the ending i just really need to do from part eleven up to,,,, that. so here you go. T_T okay, if i suddenly ghost again FLOOD ME MESSAGES/ASKS/IDC WHAT TO FINISH IT. TAGLIST CLOSE.

tags: r.asks: botm, botm updates, botm thoughts

sample texts. / playlist.

profiles. / profiles two. / profiles three.

ep 1. — the pilot.

ep 2. — the bf problem.

ep 3. — the help from jake.

ep 4. — the promo.

ep 5. — the benefit of jeongin.

ep 6. — the availing of the promo.

ep 7. — the two introverts.

ep 8. — the era of reporter sunoo.

ep 8.2. — the dog cafe.

ep 9. — the look. what look?

ep 10. — the panicking of heeseung.

ep. 11 — the time heeseung decides to trust y/n.

ep 12. — the real heey/n friendship era.

ep 13. — the star stamp.

ep 14. — the late night in the flower shop.

ep 15. — the biggest cliché.

ep 16. — the text-snapping of y/n.

ep 17. — the weekend of heeseung without y/n.

ep 18. — the two am ride.

ep 19. — the stupidity.

ep 20. — the time y/n blocked heeseung.

ep 21. — the whipped y/n.

ep 22. — the painful sight (according to riki).

ep 23. — the library.

ep 24. — the dog café pt 2.

ep 25. — the frustration of jungwon and sunoo.

ep 26. — the flowers and bambi sticker.

ep 27. — the pretty dense boy texting y/n.

ep 28. — the message from jay.

ep 29. — the look heey/n give.

ep 30. — the pet name.

ep 31. — the switch up.

ep 32. — the no more denial.

ep 33. — the time seungmin called y/n 'sweetie'.

ep 34. — the way y/n sensed it again.

ep 35. — the talk.

ep 36. — the halfway there.

ep 37. — the another lame line.

ep 38. — the time heeseung accidentally kissed y/n.

ep 39. — the drive-in.

ep 40. — the flour and eggs.

ep 41. — the favorite view.

ep 42. — the one time they used their main accs.

ep 43. — the origami flower bouquet.

ep 44. — the stressed gf.

ep 45. — the plane plan.

ep 46. — the time y/n isn't teasing with heeseung.

ep 47. — the time when everything is "fine".

ep 48. — the time heeseung forgot.

ep 49. — the fight.

ep 50. — the graduation.

ep 51. — the flower arrangement on the cashier.

ep 52. — the favorite flower of heeseung.

ep 53. — the fact that heeseung is still jealous.

ep 54. — the supposed three year anniversary of heey/n.

ep 55. — the bubble chat turned blue.

ep 56. — the dumb flowers.

ep 57. — the time y/n finally replied.

ep 58. — the rehearsal dinner.

ep 59. — the flowers weren't dumb after all.

ep 60. — the lifetime promo.

bonus. — the matching icons.

bonus 2. — the pettiness of flower and seungie.

bonus 3. — the one where heeseung thought y/n's leaving.

bonus 4. — the one with heeseung's doe eyes.

alternative ending. — the one when y/n almost stayed.

marriage discount; p. sunghoon [ fem!reader ]. — after endless of weddings that sunghoon attends to, he's been spending non-stop. so, upon hearing about a discount for married people even if it's just in the dry cleaners, sunghoon tells the employee that the girl, who happens to be you, walked in in the shop is his wife. even if he doesn't know you.

heeracha, 2022.

[heerocks]

CURIOUS CAT — lee heeseung.

SYNOPSIS ꕥ Curious Cat is an app that peaked three years ago where people use it to flirt with their crush anonymously and then suddenly forgot about it.

or wherein, Y/N was devastated when her crush, Lee Heeseung indirectly rejecting her in highschool. Three years later, both of them have this unknown beef in between of them that even their friends don't know the real reason behind. One day, Y/N suddenly remembered and opened her C.C account, and saw that someone by the name 'Ethan' confessed to her three years ago.

PAIRINGS ꕥ non-idol!lee heeseung x fem!reader ft. enhypen, ningning from aespa, wonyoung from ive, and jeongin from skz

GENRE ꕥ smau + written, on crack, slow burn, mutual pinning or past pinning, university au, kinda enemies to lovers troupe, heeseung is a simp, reader is kinda dumb, friends bullying friends

STATUS ꕥ ongoing! update will be every other day ^^ (august 17 - )

WARNINGS ꕥ profanity, cursing, kys/kms jokes. lmk if something came up later

NOTES ꕥ this is a pure work of fiction and all the characters are in no way connected with the actual persons in real life. all infos are subject to change, and please ignore timestamps. I don't have humor so please bear with me. pls do lmk if you want to be added on the future taglist. my request is open, or just reply below, I would be more than happy to add you ^^ banner made by yours truly!

PROFILES:

heeseung hate squad | the brodies + y/n hater | extras: priv PRIV

CHAPTERS:

CHAP 1 - UGH SCHOOL

CHAP 2 - tl's dead

CHAP 3 - suga '93 hoodie (written)

CHAP 4 - you're delusional (written)

CHAP 5 - she's a runner, she's a trackstar 🤩

CHAP 6 - y/n's fish

CHAP 7 - somewhat something

CHAP 8 - suddenly can't see (written)

CHAP 9 - miranda's head

CHAP 10 - guess who (written)

CHAP 11 - yang jeongin

CHAP 12 - siri sent that message

CHAP 13 - give me that mic sister 😌

CHAP 14 - the glimpse

CHAP 15 - curious cat

CHAP 16 - freedom wall

CHAP 17 - finding Ethan

CHAP 18 — heeseung not bitchless ⁉️⁉️

CHAP 19 — megamind memes

CHAP 20 — getting braver

CHAP 21 — ignore me

CHAP 22 — dumb and dumber

CHAP 23 — hold that thought

CHAP 24 — what could possibly go wrong? (written)

CHAP 25 — haha'd his way out

CHAP 26 — enemies to lovers

CHAP 27 — something productive (written)

CHAP 28 — heeseung glitched

CHAP 29 — unprovoked (written)

CHAP 30 — stars, ramen and you (written)

CHAP 31 — go get your girl

CHAP 32 — let us breathe?!?!!

=> . . . bonus chapter — surprise??

CHAP 33 — mental voodoo doll

CHAP 34 — y/n's fight or flight

CHAP 35 — the table has turned

CHAP 36 — finding heeyn

CHAP 37 — hoes mad

CHAP 38 — not dead

CHAP 39 — got me thinking...

CHAP 40 — a what plan?

CHAP 41 — heeseung's wooing teachnique

CHAP 42 — it's about time (written)

CHAP 43 — he'll finally do it!

CHAP 44 — eyes on the prize, heeseung

CHAP 45 — loud and proud

CHAP 46 — the butterflies on y/n's stomach (written)

CHAP 47 — the luck on heeseung's side (written)

CHAP 48 — niki's adopted parents

more to come....

CHAP 49 — the betrayal

CHAP 50 — the connection (written)

𖥻𖥻 taglist!

@ckline35 @meinapricity @gugudone @xoxodinaryheroes @lov3niki @ahnneyong @raikea10 @bigtoewinwin @tlnyjoong @sungookie @uwudaizy @jeongintwt @paragonofroyalty @captivq @lavisha7 @prdxinvade @lockburn-castle @chaemmie @xtra-cheese @mimikittysblog @zhaixiaowen @pb-n-juju @luvkait @myjaeyunn @redm4ri @oceanyocean @diestheticu @liliansun @yenqa @xiaoderrrr @flower-lise @mymeloem19 @jungwon-kitten @hoonieluv @vantxx95 @asherbl @alexayoonlee @spilled-coffee-cup @mdavt @kyexvly @would-bee @jhopesucker @tiramis-hoon @noascats @beomibeom @iea-tsand @ronnierites @flwrshee

© heerocks 2022.

[donttalkaboutmemes]

Peter Pan (1953) Sentence Meme

Under the cut you will find 120+ sentences from 1953 version of Peter Pan to use for your enjoyment!  

1.      “All this has happened before and all this will happen again.”

2.      “Dear, do hurry. We mustn’t be late for the party.”

3.      “Unless I find my cuff links, we don’t go to the party. And if we don’t go to the party, I can never show my face in the office again.”

4.      “I’ll teach you to cut off my hand!”

5.      “Must we always take that nasty tonic?”

6.      “Insolent boy! I’ll slash you to ribbons!”

7.      “You’ll never leave this ship alive!”

8.      “Scuttle me bones, boyo! I’ll slit your gizzard!”

9.      “The buried treasure, where is it?”

10.   “It’s not his fault. It’s in the story.”

11.   “You look simply lovely!”

12.   “Haven’t I warned you? Stuffing the boys heads with a lot of silly stories?”

13.   “The child’s growing up. It’s high time she had a room of her own.”

14.   “Young lady, this is your last night in the nursery.”

15.   “There’ll be no more dogs for nursemaids in this house!”

16.   “Sooner or later, people have to grow up.”

17.   “Don’t judge your father too harshly. After all, he loves you very much.”

18.   “Don’t lock it. He might come back.”

19.   “I found something that belongs to him. His shadow.”

20.   “How can we expect the children to grow up and be practical when you’re as bad as they are.”

21.   “Stop playing and help me find my shadow.”

22.   “You know, you look exactly the way I thought you would. Oh, a little taller perhaps, but then…”

23.   “Come to think of it, I’ve never thought about it.”

24.   “One can’t leave his shadow lying about and not miss it sooner or later. Don’t you agree?”

25.   “Girls talk too much.”

26.   “I come to listen to the stories.”

27.   “My stories? But they’re all about you.”

28.   “I’m so glad you came back tonight. I might have never seen you.”

29.   “Tonight’s my last night in the nursery.”

30.   “You’ll never grow up there.”

31.   “Mother? What’s a mother?”

32.   “A mother is someone who loves and cares for you. And tells you stories.”

33.   “You can be our mother.”

34.   “I’m so happy I…I think I’ll give you a kiss.”

35.   “What’s a kiss?”

36.   “What’s the pixie doing?”

37.   “She says you’re a big, ugly girl.”

38.   “I should like very much to cross swords with real buccaneers.”

39.   “How do we get to Neverland?”

40.   “You think of a wonderful thought.”

41.   “I’ll think of a mermaid lagoon underneath a magic moon.”

42.   “I’ll think I’m in a pirates cave.”

43.   “All it takes it faith and trust. Oh! And something I forgot, dust. Just a little bit of pixie dust.”

44.   “There it is. Second star to the right and straight on til morning.”

45.   “Good morning shipmates!”

46.   “We ought to be tending to the business of looting ships.”

47.   “Why, I’ve almost forgotten how to slit a throat.”

48.   “Tell the captain we wants to put out to sea.”

49.   “If I could only find his hideout, I’d trap him in his lair.”

50.   “A little persuasion might be in order.”

51.   “Shooting a man in the middle of his cadenza? It ain’t good form you know.”

52.   “Good form? Blast good form!”

53.   “Cutting off your hand was only a childish prank, you might say.”

54.   “That cursed beast liked the taste of me so well he’s followed me ever since, licking his chops for the rest of me.”

55.   “I can’t stand it any longer. I tell you I can’t.”

56.   “What you need is a shave. A nice, soothing shave.”

57.   “I can’t help noticin’ you just ain’t been your usual jolly self as of late.”

58.   “Why don’t we put out to sea? Leave Neverland?”

59.   “All hands on deck!”

60.   “It’s just as I’ve always dreamed it would be!”

61.   “Are you hurted?”

62.   “Well, I’m certainly proud of you, you blockheads!”

63.   “I bring a mother to tell you stories and you shoot her down!”

64.   “You’re charged with high treason! Are you guilty or not guilty?”

65.   “Don’t you know you might have killed her?”

66.   “I hereby banish you forever! Well…for a week.”

67.   “Come on, I’ll show you the island.”

68.   “I shall try to be worthy of my post.”

69.   “Come on. I’ll show you the mermaids.”

70.   “I’m frightfully sorry, old chaps. It’s all my fault.”

71.   “Turn us loose? You mean this is only a game?”

72.   “We ain’t got your old princess!”

73.   “Just imagine, real life mermaids!”

74.   “Why did you stay away so long? Did you miss me?”

75.   “Tell us one of your adventures.”

76.   “We were only trying to drown her.”

77.   “Now, me dear princess, this is me proposition.”

78.   “Am I not a man of me word?”

79.   “You’d better talk, me dear, for soon the tide will be in and then it will be too late.”

80.   “I’ll show the old codfish. Stay here and watch the fun.”

81.   “It’s an evil spirit, captain.”

82.   “Release the princess and take her back to her people.”

83.   “When you return to the ship, tell the whole crew to help themselves to me best rum.”

84.   “Come down if you’ve a taste for cold steel.”

85.   “What a pity! I’m afraid we’ve lost the dear captain.”

86.   “Cleave him to the brisket!”

87.   “I’ll get you for this if it’s the last thing I do.”

88.   “Shh! The poor captain has a splitting headache.”

89.   “It’s nice to see you smiling again. Brings back the good old days when we was leadin’ a healthy, normal life.”

90.   “There’s trouble brewin’ on the island. Women trouble.”

91.   “This ain’t no place for a responsible pirate.”

92.   “A jealous female can be tricking into anything.”

93.   “If we impress the pixie, convince her we’re eager to help her, the wench may chart our course to a certain hiding place.”

94.   “Tomorrow I leave the island, never to return.”

95.   “But what’s this? Tears?”

96.   “The way of a man with a maid, taking the best years of her life and then casting her aside like an old glove!”

97.   “We must save the lad from himself! But how?”

98.   “You could show us the way? Why, I never thought of that.”

99.   “Is that all you have to say? Everyone else thinks I’m wonderful.”

100. “Take off that war paint and get ready for bed.”

101. “No sleep. Go for days without sleep.”

102. “Let’s stop pretending and be practical.”

103. “You need a mother. We all do.”

104.  “Surely you haven’t forgotten our real mother?”

105.  “I think I had a mother once.”

106.  “A mother, a real mother, is the most wonderful person in the world.”

107.   “She’s the angel voice that bids you goodnight, kisses your cheek, whispers sleep tight.”

108.   “I wanna see my mother.”

109.   “I promise we leave for home at once.”

110.   “I’m sure mother would be glad to have you.”

111.  “Go on! Go back and grow up! But I’m warning you, once you’re grown up, you can never come back.”

112.  “Wouldn’t it be more humane-like to slit his throat?”

113.  “I wanna be a pirate!”

114.  “He says we’ll walk the plank if we don’t!”

115.  “A thousand pardons, dear. I don’t believe you are in on our little joke.”

116.   “And so passeth a worthy opponent.”

117.   “Don’t you understand? You mean more to me than anything in the whole world!”

118.    “We will never join your crew.”

119.    “I’ll show you this ghost has blood in his veins!”

120.    “This is no mere boy! ‘Tis some fiend fighting me!”

121.    “You wouldn’t dare to fight me man-to-man! You’d fly away like a cowardly sparrow!”

122.     “Nobody calls me a coward and lives!”

123.     “I’ll fight you man-to-man, one hand behind my back.”

124.     “Could you tell me, sir, where we’re sailing to?”

125.     “You know I never mean these things.”

126.      “That’s why they went back to Neverland.”

127.      “Oh, but it was such a wonderful adventure.”

128.       “He really is wonderful, isn’t he?”

129.      “You know, I have the strangest feeling that I’ve seen that ship before, a long time ago when I was very young.”