#i'm just glad i managed to finish it😊

[kunosiu]

Hi obkk nation...

After 10 months of obsessing over Kakashi and Obito, I finally wrote my first fan fiction in 10 years. And one month later, I translated it to English!

It's modern and high school AU inspired by Kieta Hatsukoi. 😊

[bethanydelleman]

Hi, I just recently started reading Jane austen (so far finished p&p, Emma, and mp), so your rants are very very entertaining to me.

But I still can't quite get over the age gap between Emma and Mr knightley, and the fact that he's been in love with her for so long when he was almost a full grown adult at her birth. I love love LOVE Emma, its my favourite so far and their dynamic is sweet but the age gap.... just feels wrong to me.

What are your thoughts on this?

Ty <3

When the novel begins, Emma is 21 and Mr. Knightley is 38. They probably marry at 22 & 39. The gap is 17 years and it's the second largest after [redacted spoiler for Sense & Sensibility]

Anyway, to answer your question, age gaps aren't inherently problematic if both sides are legal adults: you have to look for an actual power imbalance. Emma treats Mr. Knightley as if she is his equal. She rarely listens to his advice, she fights with him as an equal, and they collaborate on managing her father. You can tell that he respects her as a house manager, her adult role, even if he does try to guide and give her advice on other matters. Other than it being the Regency and her being a woman, there is not a power imbalance in their relationship (that would happen no matter how old she was).

While Mr. Knightley acknowledges that he's loved Emma for a long time, but he wasn't exactly aware of it and he certainly wasn't acting on it. He's saying that in hindsight, he's loved her for a long time, but not consciously. What he says at the end is a bit of a joke, where he equates scolding her with love, therefore meaning he's been in love with her since 13 since that's when he started scolding her.

Like Fanny Price, I find myself wishing that Emma got more selection before she married, but the age gap doesn't bother me.

(I'm glad you enjoy my rants! Thanks 😊)

[mybelovedwoo]

secretly close

seonghwa x f!reader

fluff, forbidden love/ wc: 2.0k

warnings: jealousy, a lost little kiddo, anxiety, tension between two people, unsaid feelings

note: hey guys! i hope you liked this little comeback, i swear i'll try to post more frequently again. i missed you. lots of love from yours truly <3

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Y/n and Seonghwa had grown closer over the past few weeks. Their initial connection had blossomed into a deep, meaningful friendship. They texted all the time, sharing jokes, life updates, and random thoughts throughout the day. But they both knew they couldn't tell Yunho or Y/n's sister about it. They wouldn't understand the bond that had developed between them.

One sunny afternoon, Seonghwa texted Y/n, suggesting they meet up for coffee. Y/n eagerly agreed, happy for any excuse to see him.

Seonghwa: Hey, want to grab some coffee today? There's a new café I've been wanting to check out.

Y/n: That sounds perfect! I could use a break. 😊

They met at the cozy little café, tucked away in a quiet corner of the city. The warm aroma of freshly brewed coffee greeted them as they walked in. They ordered their drinks—an iced Americano for Seonghwa and a caramel macchiato for Y/n—and found a small table by the window.

"This place is really nice," Y/n said, taking a sip of her drink. "I love the atmosphere."

"Yeah, it's pretty cool," Seonghwa agreed, smiling. "How have you been? How are your classes going?"

Y/n sighed, a hint of frustration in her eyes. "They're tough, but I'm managing. It helps to have distractions, like hanging out with you."

Seonghwa chuckled. "Glad I can be of service. Work has been crazy for me too. But I guess we're both just surviving the chaos, huh?"

They continued chatting, their conversation flowing effortlessly. They talked about everything from their favorite movies to their dreams for the future. The chemistry between them was undeniable, and they frequently found themselves sharing knowing looks and inside jokes.

After finishing their coffee, they decided to go for a walk. The weather was perfect, with a gentle breeze and a clear blue sky. They strolled through a nearby park, enjoying the tranquility and each other's company.

As they walked, Y/n found herself glancing at Seonghwa, admiring his profile. She appreciated how thoughtful and kind he was, always making her feel comfortable and valued.

Seonghwa, on the other hand, was captivated by Y/n's bubbly personality and the way her laughter lit up her face. He felt a connection with her that he couldn't quite explain, but he knew it was special.

They came across a food stand selling Sotteok Sotteok—skewers of rice cakes and sausages. Seonghwa's eyes lit up. "Want to grab some? I'm starving."

"Definitely," Y/n agreed, her mouth watering at the thought.

As they approached the stand, the girl working there flashed a bright smile at Seonghwa. "Hey there, what can I get for you?"

"We'll take two Sotteok Sotteok, please," Seonghwa said, returning the smile.

The girl quickly prepared the skewers and handed them over. "Here you go. You know, you have a really nice smile," she said, batting her eyelashes at Seonghwa.

Y/n felt a pang of discomfort. She knew she had no right to feel jealous—they were just friends, after all. But she couldn't help the uneasy feeling that settled in her stomach.

The girl wasn't done. "So, do you come here often? I'd remember a face like yours," she continued, leaning a bit closer to Seonghwa.

Seonghwa, completely oblivious to her intentions, smiled politely. "Not really. This is my first time here."

"Well, you should definitely come back," the girl said, her eyes twinkling. "Maybe next time, I can give you a special discount."

Y/n stood behind Seonghwa, feeling more uncomfortable with each passing moment. She tried to focus on the positive—how nice the day had been, how much fun she was having with Seonghwa—but it was hard to ignore the flutter of unease in her chest.

Seonghwa, still clueless, nodded. "That sounds nice. Thanks for the offer."

Y/n couldn't stay silent any longer. "Are we ready to go, Seonghwa?" she asked, her voice a bit sharper than intended.

Seonghwa turned to her, a bit surprised. "Oh, yeah. Let's find a place to sit and enjoy these."

As they walked away, Y/n tried to shake off her discomfort. She knew Seonghwa wasn't encouraging the girl, but it still bothered her more than she wanted to admit.

They found an empty bench and sat down, enjoying their Sotteok Sotteok and the peaceful surroundings. Y/n decided to change the subject and lighten the mood.

"So, do you get offers like that often?" she teased, trying to keep her tone light.

Seonghwa laughed, looking a bit confused. "Not really. I think she was just being friendly."

Y/n rolled her eyes playfully. "Sure, friendly."

They continued chatting, the playful banter flowing naturally. Despite her earlier discomfort, Y/n found herself relaxing and enjoying their conversation.  The park was serene, with families enjoying picnics and children playing nearby.

Just as they were about to take another bite of their Sotteok Sotteok, a little girl no more than six years old approached them. Her eyes were wide with worry, and she tugged on Seonghwa's sleeve.

"Excuse me, mister," the girl said, her voice trembling slightly. "I can't find my mommy. Can you help me?"

Seonghwa and Y/n exchanged a quick glance, their playful banter giving way to concern. Y/n immediately knelt down to the girl's eye level, trying to comfort her.

"Hey, sweetie, it's okay," Y/n said gently. "Let's help you find your mommy. Can you tell us where you last saw her?"

The little girl nodded, her lower lip quivering. "Over there," she pointed towards a crowded area of the park.

Seonghwa placed a reassuring hand on the girl's shoulder. "Don't worry, we'll help you find her," he said with a reassuring smile.

Y/n and Seonghwa followed the little girl through the park, scanning the area for any signs of the girl's mother. Y/n felt a rush of empathy for the child, imagining the fear and confusion she must be experiencing.

As they approached a larger group of people, they spotted a woman frantically calling out the girl's name. Relief washed over the woman's face as she saw her daughter running towards her.

"Mama!" the little girl exclaimed, throwing herself into her mother's arms.

The woman hugged her tightly, tears of relief streaming down her face. "Oh, thank you! Thank you so much for finding her!"

Y/n smiled warmly, relieved that the situation had a happy ending. "It's no problem at all. We're just glad she's safe."

Seonghwa nodded in agreement. "She's a brave girl for finding us and asking for help."

The woman turned to Y/n and Seonghwa, her expression filled with gratitude. "Thank you both again. I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't found her."

Y/n waved off the thanks. "We're just glad everything turned out okay."

After ensuring the little girl and her mother were safely reunited, Y/n and Seonghwa started heading back home. The park had quieted down, and the sun was starting to dip lower in the sky. They walked side by side, talking and laughing about random things, the earlier tension dissolving into the background.

As they strolled along the path, Seonghwa was telling a particularly funny story about his misadventures with Legos when suddenly, the sky opened up and rain began to pour heavily.

"Oh no!" Y/n exclaimed, looking up at the darkening sky. "We don't have an umbrella!"

Seonghwa glanced around, then grabbed Y/n's hand. "Come on, let's find some shelter!" he shouted over the sound of the rain.

They sprinted down the street, dodging puddles and laughing despite the downpour. After a few moments, Seonghwa spotted a doorway of a small, closed café and pulled Y/n under the awning. They were both soaked to the skin, rainwater dripping from their hair and clothes.

Breathless and shivering slightly from the cold, they looked at each other and started laughing about the whole situation.

"This is crazy!" Y/n said between giggles, wiping water from her face.

"Yeah, it's like a scene from a movie," Seonghwa agreed, chuckling. But then he stopped laughing, his expression turning serious.

Y/n noticed the change and her laughter faded too. The air between them seemed to thicken, the playful atmosphere replaced by something more intense. Seonghwa's eyes searched hers, and she felt her heart begin to race.

He reached out slowly, gently pushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear. His fingers lingered for a moment, and Y/n felt a shiver that had nothing to do with the cold.

"How can you be this pretty even like this?" Seonghwa said softly, his eyes locked on hers.

Y/n felt her cheeks flush. She didn't know what to say. Pretty? Me? she thought. Then what about you, you're seriously so handsome. But she couldn't bring herself to say it out loud.

Instead, she stammered, "I-I... um, thank you. You're too kind."

Seonghwa noticed how Y/n was shivering, her damp clothes clinging to her and her lips slightly blue from the cold. Concern filled his eyes as he gently rubbed her arms, trying to warm her up.

"Let's get you home," Seonghwa said, his voice firm yet caring.

Y/n nodded, grateful for his thoughtfulness. They stepped back into the rain, which seemed to have no intention of letting up. Seonghwa kept a protective arm around her, guiding her through the slick streets. Their earlier playfulness had given way to a quiet, mutual understanding.

By the time they reached Y/n's apartment, they were both thoroughly drenched. Seonghwa walked her to the door, lingering for a moment.

"Thank you for today," Y/n said, looking up at him with a soft smile. "I had a great time, despite the rain."

"Me too," Seonghwa replied. "Get inside and dry off. I'll see you soon."

Y/n nodded, giving him one last smile before stepping into her apartment. Seonghwa waited until he heard the door lock behind her, ensuring she was safely inside. With a sigh, he turned and started the walk back to his own place, his thoughts swirling.

As he walked through the rain, Seonghwa replayed the day's events in his mind. The laughter, the unexpected moments, and the connection he felt with Y/n. He couldn't deny his feelings any longer; they were too strong to ignore. But what would he do about them? How would he navigate this complicated situation with Yunho and Y/n's sister?

By the time he reached his apartment, he was soaked to the bone and deep in thought. He opened the door to find Yunho lounging on the couch, scrolling through his phone. Yunho looked up, his eyes widening in surprise at the sight of his drenched friend.

"Seonghwa! What happened to you?" Yunho exclaimed, sitting up.

Seonghwa shook off some of the excess water and managed a sheepish grin. "Got caught in the rain. Long story."

Yunho chuckled, shaking his head. "You look like you swam home. Seriously, what happened?"

Seonghwa sighed, running a hand through his wet hair. "It's a bit of a story. I was with Y/n, and we ended up helping a lost little girl find her mom. Then the rain started, and we got soaked trying to get back."

Yunho raised an eyebrow, a knowing smirk on his face. "You and Y/n, huh? You two seem to be spending a lot of time together lately."

Seonghwa felt his cheeks heat up but tried to play it cool. "Yeah, she's great company. We get along really well."

"Uh-huh," Yunho said, his smirk widening. "Just friends, right?"

Seonghwa's heart skipped a beat. He wanted to tell Yunho everything, but the timing didn't feel right. "Yeah, just friends," he lied, hoping his friend would drop the subject.

Yunho's expression shifted to something more serious. "Good. Because if you had decided to mess around with my girlfriend's little sister, that would have been a whole mess. And she is my little sister too, after all. I look at her that way, and I wouldn't want to ask you to leave her alone, bro. So I'm glad you're just friends."

Seonghwa felt a lump form in his throat. He forced a smile and nodded. "Yeah, I understand."

"Great," Yunho said, clapping Seonghwa on the shoulder. "Now go get changed before you catch a cold. And next time, take an umbrella."

Seonghwa laughed weakly, grateful for the momentary reprieve. "Yeah, yeah. I'll remember that."

As he headed to his room to dry off and change, Seonghwa's thoughts returned to Y/n. He knew he had to figure out his feelings and what to do about them. But for now, he was content with the memory of their day together and the hope of what could be.

-

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[suzukiblu]

With regards to some older fic posts of yours, I have been wanting to write how much I love certain lines or sections, or just yell about how they make me feel, but I worry that too many comments on older sections of your work might be annoying if you get too many, or that I'll be replying on fics your aren't enthusiastic about at the moment and I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable. What would you suggest as the best way to let you know of my adoration for different sections without getting in the way of other things (i.e. not too often, only on Tuesdays, only on the latest post, don't do it, etc.)

(Sorry if this is silly but, I love your writing, and if I get blocked for being too annoying I wouldn't blame you but, I would be annoyed with myself haha)

. . . . . . . listen, I appreciate you asking, and I'm sure that THEORETICALLY someone could manage to comment/reply on my writing so much that I would parse it as them spamming me, but theoretically Elon Musk possesses a human heart somewhere in that black bitter soul of his, so like, the chances seem slim, hahaha.

Legit there is just about nothing I like more than people telling me what they think about ANYTHING I've written, whether I'm actively working on it or not, and frankly getting one single comment on a story I hadn't worked on in a while or had even straight-up abandoned has historically run the gamut from making me go "aw, that's nice, I'm glad people still like it 😊" to ". . . . . . I am immediately going to spend the next six months writing another 120k in this abandoned WIP and actually gd finish it this time", so like . . . BELIEVE me, I am not the guy you have to worry about hitting "too many" with, hahaha. Plus I have so many WIPs rn that I am MORE than used to getting comments on stuff I'm not actively working on and if anything it just gives me a better idea of what people wanna see more of. There are many, MANY WIPs on here that only got past the first thousand words because people repeatedly told me how much they liked them and several that I have only barely progressed in because people just weren't that responsive to 'em. I am just VERY much the type whose writing thrives on acknowledgment/feedback, that is SCREAMINGLY who I am as a writer, haha. Like I am the closest thing to "put comment coin in, get fic out!" you will get in most fandoms, I am pretty sure, lol.

( also-historically, I have only blocked I think two or three Tumblrs in my entire time ON Tumblr and they were all pornbots, so an actual person would have to get prettyyyyy nasty at me for me to decide I wanted to block 'em. like as long as you're not sending me hate speech or death threats we're pretty much good; "too many replies on old posts" is just not a thing that's gonna get me there, hah. )

[once-in-a-blood-moon]

Hiiiii Jo, just saw your Pick a card event and it looks so fun!

Id like to request the cards The heremit, The tower, and The magician.

I super love your writing so i hope you have fun too<3 please take your time ♡♡♡

Solomon x GN! reader

Tarot Cards: The Hermit, The Tower, and The Magician

AN: Hi!! Thank you for your request and I'm so glad you like my writing! I got your other ask so this does take place after Nightbringer's timeline. This one turned out a little angsty, but anything involving The Tower is bound to turn angsty, lol. But I had so much fun writing this (I had a three hour writing sesh with this which was very enjoyable 😊) and I hope you enjoy as well! 💜

Warnings: None

The desk was bare, the chair behind it empty. There was no room for magic or research tonight. Instead, one of the plush armchairs has been pulled beside the window, holding the disconsolate sorcerer in its familiar embrace.

A clock begins to chime the lateness of the night, and on cue, the others situated around the room join in. A medley chirping at once despite the different schedules they were all set at – something Solomon manipulated with his magic so that he didn’t have to hear incessant chiming between the minutes of the current Devildom hour. Despite the surround sound, it’s something he’s learned to tune out.

He’s doing it now with his thoughts easily drowning out the world around him. Between his hands cools a cup of coffee. Tearing his gaze from the window, he glances down at the black liquid inside and gives it a swirl. No steam, and only a swallow remains. Lifting the mug to his lips, he finishes it off, apathetic to the cold, stale taste running over his tongue. Though, as he begins to lower it, he pauses. A slave to his memories, he solemnly traces a finger over the moon that juts out from the otherwise smooth and uniform casting. The pale yellow of the raised shape contrasting against a wall of navy blue.

This mug is one half of a matching set missing its partner in crime – a sun against a casting of burgundy. Before leaving from the past, he managed to smuggle the mugs to the present, giving you yours once you safely returned. It’s the only tangible reminder of your life together. Sighing, Solomon places the mug back in his lap and returns to the window again, back to what he’d been staring at all night – the House of Lamentation. With few of its windows still lit, he’s grateful to have eyes on it considering the late hour.

There were sleepless nights like this in the past where he sat in this very spot watching the House of Lamentation and dreading the reality he’d have to return to eventually. How ironic that he’s doing the opposite now, yearning for what was. His fears had been recognized sooner than he preferred; you were torn apart and he was on his own again.

The sorcerer shook his head, scolding himself mentally. No, that wasn’t right. Purgatory Hall was bustling with more life than Cocytus Hall – Simeon, Luke, and Raphael scuttling through the halls at all hours of the day, pots and pans clanging in the kitchen, conversation in the common room. Their noises cherished as they were friendships he so deeply missed in the past. But none of it could compare to the domesticity he shared with you.

He could almost laugh at himself at how soft he’s grown. Oh how the mighty fall, as they say. And he fell right into your lap and your routine until he forgot his own. A man once known for his independence, for his adaptability, and his stoicism wants nothing more than to be sharing this coffee with you, battling sleep with laughter, stolen glances, and soft kisses. For having lived such a long life, traveling and living in so many different places, he doesn’t think he’s ever felt so homesick.

He wasn’t sure how, but he had to stay strong and relearn how to live without you by his side. He’ll manage like he had before. Performing with the comedy mask raised while hiding the tragedy mask behind his back. Pretending the past never happened so that the future stayed safe and secure, and so that he didn’t fall behind the pace of the present and live solely in the past.

It was his obligation to carry on as normal as he secretly picked up the pieces of a shattered dream once shared by two people all on his own.

[goldenlionprince]

✨✨ Jilypad Bingo Wrap Up ✨✨

That was fun! I've managed a total of 8 stories and 2 bingo lines!

Injury Healing Spells and Dittany (1.1k)

Sirius gets injured during a Death Eater fight, Lily and James take care of him.

Snowed in Mimosa Party for Three (2k)

Lily gets snowed in at a mountain retreat, a spot Petunia chose for a little girls trip with all of her friends, but then changed her mind about it last minute. Now Lily is stuck on the mountain, but maybe with far better company. And a lot of mimosas.

Kid fic The smallest Matchmaker (849 words)

Little Harry learns a new word and becomes the smallest matchmaker in existence

Sirius falls first Cigarette Breaks (2k)

If he's good at anything it's pushing away feelings after all. And if things get a little too much, if Lily sits a little too close to him on the couch in the common room, if James' fingers brush his neck and shoulder just a little too much from where he has flung his arm over the backrest of the couch, Sirius just gets up for a cigarette break. No big deal. It's an easy escape. And if his smoking gets concerningly much and frequent the more the school year goes on, it's easy to blame NEWTs stress for it. It's after they finish school where Sirius should have known his avoidance would come to bite him in the arse. * Sirius falls first, Lily and James eventually catch up with him

"I can't believe you" (Almost) Late to the Party (420 words)

“I can't believe you.” James crosses his arms over his chest as he leans into the doorframe of the bedroom, a teasing grin on his lips. “Here I am, doing all the hard work, and you can't even wait for me?” Lily laughs a little breathlessly, which is probably due to Sirius' lips currently brushing along her skin, travelling lower towards the waistband of her knickers. “Maybe you shouldn't have taken so long, darling.” “Oh, I'm very sorry I couldn't wrestle our two-year-old son into bed any faster,” James says amused, watching as Sirius hooks his fingertips into the lace of Lily's underwear and pulls it down her legs.

Hogsmeade Hogsmeade charm and butterbeer sweetness (620 words)

Only because they are teaching at Hogwarts doesn't mean they can't have a little bit of fun and a butterbeer on Hogsmeade weekends too.

Chocolate frog Chocolate Frog Cards Are for Interesting People (698 words)

Eight-year-old Harry has bad luck with his chocolate frog cards. Why are his parents on there all the time when chocolate frog cards are supposed to be for interesting people? Totally unfair. His friends don't help either.

"Do you need help?" coffee, tea, and kisses for three (655 words)

“I'm sure I can get another chair,” Remus says, already halfway out of his own. “Oh, that's fine. Don't worry about it.” Lily waves a hand for him to sit back down when they reach the table. “How are you two?” she asks with a smile. And casually sits down in Sirius' lap. Peter and Remus stare. “Um... okay...” Remus says slowly.

I didn't manage to clear the whole board (that was probably a bit too high of a goal 😂) but I had fun!

If someone wants to let me know their favourite story coming out of this, I would be very glad to hear about it! 😊

@jilypad

[popchoc]

Hi, me again! Jules/Mika please - 49 You look happy 😊

So, this turned out a little longer than expected. Guess catching up needs a few lines. 😄 Anyway, I hope you like it!

Jules & Mika - You Look Happy

She watches them from the bar, needing a moment before taking the next step: actually walking up to them. They're all there, playing darts together. Simone and Lucas are all over each other, telling her they'd made it this far. Jules and Kwan seem pretty tight, too; celebrating their lead after every round with hugs and laughter. She's not surprised. They've always been this close from becoming a thing - it was only a matter of waiting for the right time.

It's strange how normal it feels to see them again. Like she's never been away. Like nothing has really changed. The five of them hanging out like always.

Except it's not the five of them anymore. It's the four of them, and her.

It's that realization that makes her linger—for once glad that she's barely five feet tall and won't be easily noticed—and has her hesitate whether to get five beers or just one when the bartender asks for her order. She has to give it to him, he's got some endless patience when she keeps going over her options. One please... or... make it five... no wait, just one...

"Mika?!"

The familiar voice coming from behind her makes her heart skip a beat. She freezes for a second, but quickly pulls herself together and turns around, desperately hoping that she looks at least somewhat in control.

"Jules!"

"Oh my God!" her friend—or so she hopes—exclaims, her eyes wide in surprise, "You're back! You're... You're here!"

With an awkward shrug, Mika is about to confirm with a simple "Yup" when Jules already pulls her in for a short but tight embrace. She's hardly let go of her when she starts her barrage of questions. "How are you? When did you get here? Are you staying? Why didn't you call, or come see us?"

Quite overwhelmed, and not knowing where to start, Mika looks around her, hoping to find answers she suddenly can't remember. All she catches though is the bartender's wink, telling her he'll come back in a bit.

"I- I was about to come over," she says, speaking up at last. "I just thought I'd let you finish your game first."

Jules tilts her head, narrowing her eyes a little. "You were watching us?"

"Just for a moment," Mika confesses, pulling an apologetic face, "You, uh... you look happy."

The next seconds seem to occur in slow-motion, with Jules just staring at her, her smile slowly fading away. Her hard swallow before she answers her.

"I'm doing alright. Took me a while though."

Feeling shame creeping up on her, Mika fights the urge to look away. "Jules, I'm sorry..."

"I know." Jules manages to smile at her again, albeit weakly. Sad, almost. "I don't want you to be."

Mika shakes her head, not ready to accept Jules' kindness. "You've got all the reason, all the right to be mad at me."

"I was never mad," Jules answers, "Just..." She stops herself, then quietly mumbles beneath her breath, "Just heartbroken." She must have reckoned the loud music would cover her, but the subtle twitch in Mika's jaw tells her it didn't. She quickly clears her throat. "You had to go. Be with your family. Heal. I got that. I still do."

This time Mika just nods, accepting the understanding. Believing it even. After all, these words are coming from Jules. Honest and straightforward Jules. Would she think any other way, she wouldn't hesitate to tell her, too.

"So what brought you back?" Jules asks when Mika stays quiet.

The slight change of subject helps Mika to relax a little. "Bailey," she answers, an almost amused chuckle falling of her lips, "Turned out she was right. Took me a bit longer than a few weeks, or months even, but in the end, and very much against my own expectations, I did start to feel better. Do better. I'm not sure about the getting out stronger part. But yeah, after months and months of darkness, I could see some light again. A reason to move on."

Jules' eyes grow big again, showing a mixture of joy, care, hope and support. "You want to rejoin a surgical program?"

"No," Mika shakes her head, "I want to rejoin your surgical program. The more I thought about it, the more I realized I only want to, only can do this with you—"

"So what's it gonna be?" the bartender's voice cuts her off. "One beer, or five?!"

Without giving it any more thought, Mika turns towards him, raises her hand and gestures five. Worst case scenario she's got to do a lot of drinking tonight. Facing Jules again, she goes on unabated without noticing the effect the poor timed interruption left on her, "—with you guys."

"Y-Yeah, of course. We... we're here for you," Jules stammers, blinking rapidly as if in need to regain her posture. "All of us."

Mika nods again, though not looking as certain. Her gaze turns back to the group across the room.

"You're sure of that?" she asks doubtful, "You think they even wanna see me again? I let everyone down. Left without a word. While you were all there for me, supported me for weeks. If I were—"

"—if you were in our shoes, you'd be the first to understand. To still be here," Jules stops her. "These people love you. Endlessly. And even more when you bring them beer." Grinning, she nods toward the tray on the bar counter behind Mika, the five drinks waiting to be shared.

Biting her lips, Mika takes a deep breath, eyes to the ceiling, before looking at Jules again. "Okay, let's say you're right," she says, "Can I have one more minute?"

"You can have two," Jules smiles reassuring and compassionately. She crosses her arms. "So... you actually got back in? Since you're here and all?"

"I did," Mika answers, gratefully accepting the distraction Jules is offering her. "I'm ten months behind though, at least. Not sure if I can catch up with you. Which is alright, really. I'm already glad I got the chance to continue." She scrunches her nose. "I just regret teasing Skywalker about being his boss. Pretty sure that's gonna bite me in the ass at some point."

The second the burst of genuine laughter falls off Jules' lips, Mika knows it's the highlight of her night.

When Jules steps closer towards her and lightly rests her hand on Mika's shoulder, she also realizes that's not exactly a good thing; after all this time, the electricity between them is still fully there... while it obviously can't be.

As if by reflex, she tries to draw back, create some distance again, but she can't; the solid bar counter is still very much right behind her.

"I don't think you have to worry about him, as he will just be your classmate again," Jules grins, seemingly unaware, "Me, on the other hand..."

She laughs again. She really has to stop doing that.

Mika chuckles along, then swiftly turns to pick up the tray. Maybe being together like this, just the two of them, isn't the best idea?

As she starts to move towards the group, Jules—now free from the drinks she was supposed to get—follows in her trail. Despite the challenge of the quite heavy tray, Mika briefly looks over her shoulder. "So, you and Kwan, huh?"

Jules' immediate response comes with a snort. "What? No, what makes you think that?"

Mika stops in her tracks. "Because..." She falls quiet. "Because I'm an idiot," she thinks to herself, shaking her head. Turning around, her eyes find Jules' again.

"Listen, I do think I should see the others now. I- I want to, really. But do you think, one of these days, you and I could, maybe, like...?"

Jules cocks her head, a playful smirk curving her lips. "Mika Yasuda, if you're asking me to go for a run with you, I swear to God, I will end you!"

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let's do some prompts!

[kasagia]

Just finished reading your Feyd Rautha fic… HOLY FUCK. I think you’re the writer who truly got Feyd down to a T. Also the way the relationship between him and the reader is explored… 😮‍💨 I really feel like it could be canon (and I’m not even joking). Please, please write part 2, I need to know what will happen next 🫣🥺!

P.S. I hate the harpies, kill them 😂

Aaaaaaa! Thank you so much my dear anonymous! 😊🥰🩵🖤🖤🩵

I

I'm so happy that I managed to capture Feyd's character! I was afraid that I made him a little... too soft for the reader, but I am happy that it worked out. But somehow it suits me so well that the reader can cross certain boundaries and is probably not at such risk of his... unexpected attack. And that is huge compliment for me that 'it could be canon'. 😅🤭

When it comes to part 2. I have one scene left (or two, I'm not sure yet) to write. So if all goes well, I will publish it on Monday or Tuesday. And get ready for something... long. Sorry. 🙈 (But it will be a bit fluff!! I hope that I didn't go too far and make them too sweet copule ekhem... I mean partners. Friends. Na-baron and his right hand. Clearly professional. No feelings include. xD)

P.S. I don't like harpies either, but I'll see what I can do... maybe not in the second part, but... 😈🤭

II

He was interrupted so rudely... fortunately (for him, not the reader), he will have a bit more luck in the second part... just a little bit... 🤭😇

Thank you so much! I'm glad you enjoyed it! 😊🥰🖤🩵🖤🩵🖤🩵

[jungkookjeon0007]

Nights in Vegas | CH. 4 (JJK FF)

☆ summary: When Olivia flies to Las Vegas for her first ever BTS concert w/ her best friend, she was expecting to make lots of unforgettable memories... What she wasn't expecting was to end up with the lead singer, Jeon Jungkook, knocking on her hotel room door only to find her in nothing but a towel. What will happen when the golden maknae wants to see her again? Will it lead to heartbreak, or a promising future for them both?

☆ pairing(s): jungkook x olivia.

☆ ratings: (18+) for detailed sex scenes + harsh language.

☆ genre: smut, angst, fluff.

☆ word count: 1.44k.

☆☆☆☆☆

Unknown: Hey! 👋🏼

Olivia: Hey. Who's this?

Unknown: Don't tell me you've forgotten about me so soon. 😞

Olivia: If it's the person I think it is, then no. I could never forget about you. 😊

Unknown: I'm glad you could never forget me, because I know for a fact I will never forget you. 💜 But in case you needed confirmation, it's Jungkook. 🫣

Olivia: Of course I knew it was you, did you need something? ☺️

Jungkook: Yes actually, I wanted to see if you were ready to sign the NDA? We have some free time and can use the conference room for extra privacy within the next 10 minutes.

Olivia: Absolutely. 😊 Do you want me to meet you down there?

Jungkook: Yeah if that's okay. It's conference room number 1. I wanted to come up  and get you myself, but where I'm just getting back from dance practice my manager thinks it's easier if we just meet. 🥴

Olivia: Your manager is right, there's no need for you coming all the way up here then going right back down. I will meet you there in 10, just let me get freshened up really quickly. 💜

. . .

I hopped out of the bed, heading for the bathroom to fix my hair. I had just woken up from a nap and didn't want to look like a bum when I walked into the conference room.

"And where are you going in a hurry?" Lacie asked while leaning on the bathroom doorway.

"I need to go meet Jungkook downstairs at the conference room. He wants me to go ahead and sign the NDA form with his manager since they have some free time."

I sighed heavily.

"What is it?" She asked confused.

"Do you think this outfit is too laid back for meeting with him?"

"Liv, you look absolutely perfect. Hell I think you could wear a paper bag and the man would still think you're beautiful."

I smiled, keeping the outfit on and making my way to the door. "I'll see you in a little bit, love you."

"Love you babe, have fun."

. . .

Once the elevator stopped in the lobby, I exited making my way to the conference room. I knocked on the door and was met with his bunny smile as it opened.

He motioned for me to come in and had me follow him over to a big table in the middle of the room where a man was waiting with the paperwork.

"Olivia this is Mr. Kim Hyun Soo, he is going to be helping us with the NDA forms today."

"Hello sir." I stated, as he bowed politely with a smile.

"This will not take long, I just need you guys to take a seat over here and I will go over everything with you." Hyun Soo motioned towards the long conference table as the two of us made our way to a seat.

We sat down and immediately he slid papers in front of us. "Okay so there are multiple rules and guidelines we have to follow when the NDA is in place. As you can see the first page is where both of your names will be, stating this mutual agreement is between the two of you specifically. Basically this is saying for you Miss Olivia, that you will not disclose any information you obtain with or about Jungkook and your time together. If you'll sign this portion, we will then proceed."

I grabbed a pen and signed the line, looking at Hyun Soo once I was finished. "Okay perfect, let's move on. This next portion is something Hybe and our attorneys have written up in case this situation ever occurred between one of the members and a fan. You will need to read each line item carefully, along with the consequences if you fail to follow the rules provided to you. Read them aloud please so I know for certain that you have read them."

I grabbed the paper, suddenly feeling nervous. With both of their eyes on me, I began to read. "Number 1, ARMY is prohibited in the sharing of photos, videos, schedules, or any other private information obtained about the idol. Number 2, the idol and ARMY are not allowed to engage in physical contact or relationships when in the public eye, failure to follow this rule will result in a punishable offense-"

I stopped for a moment, taking a deep breath as I was shaking from nervousness. I suddenly felt a hand lay softly against my thigh, patting it gently. I looked into his eyes and Jungkook simply smiled, nodding his head, "It's okay, keep reading Liv. You're doing great."

I smiled, feeling better as I continued to read the rest of the rules and their consequences.

"Okay perfect, if you can just sign your names on the last page I will get them documented for you."

We signed our names and handed the papers back to Hyun Soo, "Thank you for your cooperation with us Miss Olivia, you and Jungkook are now allowed to see each other in his free time. I hope you both have a wonderful day." He bowed and without another word, left the two of us alone in the conference room.

"Wow, that was so intense." I said, looking at Jungkook in relief.

"I know, that was a pain in the ass but it's all finished and we don't have to worry about it now. We can hang out whenever we want and no one can get in the way."

We smiled at each other before I realized his hand was still on my thigh. He met my gaze and quickly retreated his hand, seeming nervous. "I-I'm sorry I shouldn't have done that without ask-"

"Shh, it's okay. You're very sweet for comforting me while I was nervous, thank you." I then kissed his cheek.

He blushed before clearing his throat, "So would you like me to walk you back to your room?

I nodded and without another word, we walked out of the conference room and back down to the elevator.

. . .

Coolest Group Chat Ever has been created.

Jungkook: Hey! Hobi and Olivia, I have you both in here but couldn't add Lacie. Could one of you add her so we can all 4 talk about tonight?

Olivia: On it! There, she's added now! 😊

Lacie: Hey!

Hobi: Hi everyone. So what's going on tonight? 😁

Jungkook: Well I was thinking we could go out to dinner then hit the club after. We will call ahead of time for both, that way we can have private seating at dinner and VIP in the club.

Hobi: That sounds perfect, I'm down if the ladies are good with that.

Lacie: Absolutely. 😊

Olivia: I'm good with that for sure. ☺️

Jungkook: Awesome, then it's settled. Hobi Hyung and I will pick you both up tonight at 8. Make sure to wear something a bit fancy, but also something you can wear to a club! Oh and Hyung, have you and Lacie signed the NDA with Hyun Soo yet?

Hobi: No, we're actually meeting him in 10 minutes though. Everything will be all set by tonight so don't worry. 😉

Jungkook: Great! Liv and I have already signed ours, I just dropped her back at her room. Ladies, we will pick you up at your room later, until then everyone enjoy their day! 😊

. . .

Lacie and I smiled at one another as we laid on our beds. "I still cannot believe this is real."

"I know, I feel like we're living in a dream." I replied, staring up at the ceiling.

"I have to say though, you and JK look so good together." She was now propped up on her elbow, looking over at me.

"I think the same about you and Hobi, he seems like a very sweet guy." I stated as she smiled.

"Yeah he's the sweetest, I'm so glad we're getting to do this and that you guys got us this chance. Have I ever told you how much I love you?"

We both giggled as I looked back at the ceiling, "Of course, and I love you too."

It was silent between us until she suddenly sat up, panicking.

"Liv? What the hell are we supposed to wear tonight??"

My eyes went wide, "Shit."

[megbritt]

With @merbopp @rockthehularocr @jadellee53 @livinglouder95 & @seraphin-718 !

WE FINISHED VICTORIOUS~!!! WHOO-HOO ! 🥳🤠😊🙃🥹😘

it took a LONG TIME and a LOT OF time management for all of us to get together and do this BUT WE DID IT YAY US ♡

-

I should start off by saying this is actually almost a complete rewatch for me. It wasn't until we sat down and watched the entire series in order that I realized I've actually managed to watch about over half of the show back when it still aired on television. Cat was always my favorite character you have no idea i mean 😺

-

Now that we finished I can truly say TORI X BECK 5EVER IDC!!!! LOL

They're so cute together!!! and forever will be THEY'RE CANON IN MY HEART LOL

Obviously the series finale of the show... didn't feel like a series finale. So what we did was rewatch the episode when Beck and Jade break up (3x03) and then rewatched the Tori Goes Platinum hour long special cause that was the real series finale if you ask me (They do that with shows.. they have a series finale-esque episode lined up and aired, just in case the show gets randomly canceled so)

-

If you ask me, I think all seasons were pretty solid.

I just keep getting these "gonna quit while we're still ahead" typa vibes from this show honestly... especially nearing the end of the series.

They would've much rather canceled the show on a high note then have a crappy season 5 & 6 onward like glee had- I said nothing!! you didnt hear it from me shh 🤭 lol

It's actually pretty funny to me that for years now- years! I've always been looking for a show that filled the void glee had... It's funny I never thought of this show lmao. theyre vaguely similar to one another so i mean

Also. I have LOVED ariana grande since this era lets be clear!! Victorious era ariana was when I really knew her best and first im just 🫶

I love how this show mainly had only original music for the most part as well. Some of the best outfits I've seen.. were on this show as well. The wardrobe department.. everyone on the wardrobe department deserved A MASSIVE RAISE if you ask me <33

Yes this show would have been vastly improved if it actually HAD female writers actually writing the young women in this show 🙄 iykyk

But overall this was a really great show and it was very entertaining for the most part nonstop.

ALSO CAT X ROBBIE IS A THING ITS TOTALLY CANON RIGHT ?! PLS I #deluluisthesoluluLMAOOO

-

No but really this was a fun time and I'm glad I finally got to sit down and watch it all with my friends yay ty! 💖

[soaps-mohawk]

Hello hello!

Just wanted to drop in!! Don't ask me why rn I'm a bit clueless myself (I've been working all week idk whats real anymore) But I'm also in a slight rambling mood.... that's if you wanna read-

Firstly I hope your recovering from work and stress is going okay :( eat and drink plenty, and if possibly good rest!!

I've been reading CRCB again, I've been reading a few chapters each night before I sleep (Like how I used to stay up until like midnight for me for every new chapter release hehe) oh my god I forgot how good it was... you're writing never fails to impress me!! I just adore everything about it... when I finish rereading it I may have to go back to the Kyletober fics, those were just *chefs kiss* to die for. Tumblr has converted me into a big Kyle lover.

And since i FINALLY bought the games, I've played MW now, in the middle of playing MW2 and oh my god, great games (fuck graves I liked him for a bit... not anymore) BUT THEY ARE HARD? the older games were easier istg. But getting to finally play the storylines that I've read so much about feels awesome. I'm now a big AleRudy fan heh.

Also... I wanted to ask first before yapping I have a fic idea and wanted to yap abt it lol- would that be okay?! It's omegaverse and honestly I was thinking abt it... then realised wait what if some parts are too simular to yours-- I don't wanna do that at all cause I'd feel horrible but yeah I'm rlly just yappin now HELP-

Have a wonderful day/night whenever you read this, many hugs to help you feel better :3

Hi love!! I feel that idk what's real anymore so hard. This whole month has felt that way for me honestly.

Thankfully work has slowed down to a manageable pace once more so things are a lot less stressful. I get real weekends again too so that's been nice these last couple weeks.

Aww thank you!! I'm glad you've been enjoying my writing! That's super sweet of you to say.

The games are so hard. I almost rage quit MW and MW2 so many times (I refuse to play MW3 I will not acknowledge the events as canon sue me). I had to watch so many tutorials on Youtube while playing lmao. The older games 100% were easier. I totally agree.

Of course! Yap away! Just always make sure credit is given where credit is due 😊

[south-of-heaven]

Hi there! If possible, can I please request some Charlynch/reader cuddles after the reader gets home from a long day at work?

ALSO, I just wanted to tell you how much I have enjoyed your writing since I found your blog a couple weeks ago 😊 you write for a lot of my favorite superstars and your fics make me so happy! I love hopping on Tumblr and seeing new posts from you, so yeah. I just want to say thank you and to let you know that I think you’re awesome and I can’t wait to see what you come out with next! 🫶

Tired and cuddly || Becky Lynch x Reader x Charlotte Flair

Summary: You get home after a long day and you just need some loving. Your girlfriends are happy to provide that for you.

A/N: Thank you so much for the sweet words! It's always a pleasure to write your requests :)

You push the door open, exhaustion radiating from every fiber of your being. The day had been relentless, and all you wanted now was to collapse into the comforting embrace of your girlfriends, Charlotte and Becky. The sight of their cozy apartment was a welcome relief, a sanctuary from the world outside.

As you step inside, you're met with the inviting scent of a home-cooked meal, and you find them both in the kitchen, finishing up the last touches on dinner. Charlotte looks up from the stove, her eyes lighting up when she sees you.

"Hey, you're home!" she greets, her smile warm.

Becky, who's setting the table, chimes in, "Perfect timing. Dinner's just about ready."

You manage a tired smile and make your way over to them. "Thanks, guys. It's been a rough one."

Charlotte steps closer, wrapping her arms around you in a soothing hug. "Well, now it's time to unwind."

Becky joins the embrace, and you feel the fatigue slowly melt away. They both lead you to the table, and as you sit down, you notice the spread they've prepared – your favorite comfort food.

Over dinner, the conversation flows effortlessly. Charlotte and Becky share funny anecdotes from their day, and you find yourself laughing despite the weariness. Their presence is a balm for your soul, and you're reminded of why coming home to them is the best part of your day.

After dinner, the three of you migrate to the living room, where a cozy atmosphere is created by dimmed lights and plush cushions. You settle on the couch, flanked by your two amazing partners.

"Alright, love?" Becky asks, her Irish accent soothing.

You nod, leaning into Charlotte's side as she wraps her arm around your shoulder. "Yeah, I'm just glad to be home."

Becky grins mischievously. "Well, we've got a plan to make sure you feel better."

Charlotte winks, and before you know it, you're sandwiched between them on the couch. They hold you close, fingers tracing soothing patterns on your arm and back. The TV is playing in the background, but it's the warmth and comfort of their presence that truly fills the room.

"You know what's even better than a good cuddle?" Charlotte murmurs, her lips brushing against your forehead.

You glance up at her, intrigued. "What?"

Becky chuckles softly. "A good cuddle with a side of kisses."

And just like that, their lips find yours – soft, tender kisses that convey their love and care. It's as if all the stress of the day is being replaced by a deep sense of connection and contentment.

Hours seem to slip away as you all snuggle up together, exchanging kisses, laughter, and whispered affection. In this moment, the world outside doesn't matter. All that matters is the love you share with Charlotte and Becky.

As the night wears on, the tiredness from the day resurfaces, but it's a different kind of exhaustion now – a pleasant one that's wrapped in the warmth of their love. You realize that coming home to them is like stepping into a haven, where you're cherished and adored.

With a contented sigh, you nestle deeper into their arms, their heartbeats a comforting rhythm against your own. In this cocoon of love, you find the peace and solace you've been longing for, knowing that you're exactly where you're meant to be.

[muiitoloko]

I love your stories and you have so many ! What’s your secret tips to write good fic but also to be able to write everyday like that ? Besides your stories are nothing but short I think it’s impressive . Also, I read in an old post you wrote in Portuguese before translating it but do you still write like that or do you write in English now ? If not I can’t imagine the work you have to produce to rewrite the story in English once finished in your native tongue but thank you for your hard work.

Thank you so much for your kind words! 😊 I really appreciate it. I always make an effort to write every day, even when I'm out of ideas. Sometimes I manage to write two or three stories a day! A lot of the time, I just jot down sentences or bullet points, like "the character works as a receptionist" and build from there.

And yes, I still write everything in Portuguese first and then translate it into English using Google Translate. I also use various English spelling and grammar tools I find online to polish it up. It can be a bit of extra work, but I love doing it and I'm glad you enjoy the results! Thanks for your support! 😊

Now, here are some tips from me:

1 - Write Every Day: Even if you’re out of ideas, try to write something every day. It can be as simple as a few sentences or bullet points. Consistency is key!

2 - Keep a Notebook Handy: Inspiration can strike at any moment, so always have a notebook or a notes app ready to jot down ideas. Sometimes the best plots come from random thoughts.

3 - Read a Lot: Reading widely can help you understand different styles and techniques. It can also spark new ideas and improve your vocabulary.

4 - Outline Your Stories: Before diving into writing, create an outline. This can be a detailed plan or just bullet points. It helps to have a roadmap to keep your story on track.

5 - Don’t Fear the First Draft: Your first draft doesn’t have to be perfect. Just get your ideas down on paper and worry about polishing it later. Editing is where the magic happens.

6 - Character Development: Spend time developing your characters. Make sure they have depth, backstories, and motivations. Readers connect with well-rounded characters.

7 - Show, Don’t Tell: Instead of telling readers how a character feels, show it through their actions, dialogue, and thoughts. This makes your writing more engaging and immersive.

8 - Use Dialogue Effectively: Dialogue should sound natural and reflect each character’s personality. It’s also a great way to reveal information and move the plot forward.

9 - Seek Feedback: Don’t be afraid to share your work with others and ask for feedback. Constructive criticism can help you see your story from different perspectives and improve it.

10 - Edit Ruthlessly: Be prepared to cut out parts that don’t work, even if you love them. Every scene and sentence should serve a purpose.

11 - Take Breaks: Don’t burn yourself out. Taking breaks can help you return to your writing with fresh eyes and new ideas.

12 - Keep Learning: Writing is a craft that you can always improve. Take writing courses, read books on writing, and keep honing your skills.

And remember, writing is a journey. Enjoy the process and don’t be too hard on yourself. Happy writing! 📝

[honeybeewhereartthee]

Pink KKOMAS 177

Spoiler for my stories

From an echo to a Lord of dungeon to a sidekick of a hopeless protagonist, now his force to do Livestream and do bothersome things bcause system won't let him gottdamn sleep.

Sheep, who's force to make sundae for the VIP member of his subscriber— Bee, put the cherry on the cream and watch the sundae disappear in front of him and appear in the other side of the hole, smiles: enjoy.

Bee: woah this look so good.

Bee after taking a spoon full: this taste like heaven. (⁠ʘ⁠ᴗ⁠ʘ⁠✿⁠)

Sheep: I'm glad you like it.

[ a perfect malewife sidekick

- mastery in all cooking

- good in any household chores ]

Gott, when will system let him sleep. Threatening him That he will never sleep a wink if he don't entertain the VIP. He can only hope this get over soon.

System: system proud to say we manage to open more network for other verses with outer constellation located!!

Sheep, who watch as the holes seems to increase by two. Can't help but curse the damn system in the back of his mind but in the surface he give a charming smile: welcome, welcome new viewer. (⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧ welcome to ritsu the sheep Livestream.

Doll: your life seems to be occupied by side quests.

Sheep: that can't be help. I cannot have a wink of sleep unless I entertain you all. (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠)

Doll: ....

Sheep "stare" at the new viewer of his and saw someone with distorted text for a name based on their profile.

???: stalking and peeking on me are you?

Doll, in worry: hey your savings a nosebleed. Are you ok?

Bee, who just finish the sundae: did you see someone good looking?

His only basing that only the logic of mc. Through it's haft as a joke. Which is ignore by sheep who's mode sour.

Sheep, who's active skill is unfreeze by the pain: hey system why are you letting a dead person talk to me? Don't you know those people makes me want to hurl.

[ for the protagonist

- can tank any hit or wounds that's inflicted on him. ( Magic, physical or mental )

- Numb to pain ( actively turn off the feeling of being in pain)

- S tier defense ( 25/100 || is currently damage)]

- poison immunity

- skill will go to a minute cool down for a full heal of defense ]

System: system wish you won't be so rude to the outer constellation! (⁠´⁠°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥⁠ω⁠°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥⁠｀⁠)

???: oh my aren't you interesting one indeed. Maybe I'll stay to watch you.

Sheep: I'm not interested in entertaining dead people.

Sheep turn off the screen in the hole even system doesn't want too. But sheep seems very pushy about his dislike to the stranger.

Bee: what happened?

Sheep: this sheep doesn't really understand the rules of multiverse. But that thing is filthy. I refuse to look at it. I do apologize to Mt wording.

Bee: oh ok... Btw the count down on your head seems to be speeding up. What's that?

Sheep: my death flag. 😊 That master of mine seems to be making the trouble in the villa even more worse.

Bee:....

Doll:...

This person sure is something. Else.

Sheep: I'm going to check it out. I'm down entertaining you all. Bye.

Honestly the only reason he will do this is because he dont want to be force to make another food for those pinky.

[foodsies4me]

The way you execute the plot of Bridges is really interesting and good! What inspired you to write the fic?

Awww, thank you, I'm glad you like the plot! 😊💜

Also, this is such a hard ask to respond to without spoiling so many plot details, lol. But, without trying to spoil too much, I mainly wanted to write a fic with an unreliable narrator that doesn't know what's happening. A fic where actions and phrases suddenly take on another meaning when you know what's coming. It's my first attempt at an actual plot twist, and I hope I manage to build it up enough without everyone having guessed it from the get-go, but we'll see how that goes.

But yeah, that was the initial inspiration. I wanted a plot twist.

Of course, like all things with me, the plot started derailing soon after. I wanted some more worldbuilding and wanted to change a couple of key details pre-canon, and see how they would have influenced certain things. A soft of butterfly-effect kind of situation.

And then, suddenly, OC's spawned and refused to go and even decided to drop lore and background into my lap. That said, it probably doesn't help that I only plot out things in my head, which means things easily spin out of control. I suppose that, if you have every detail already plotted out before you start writing, it's easier to stick to what you planned. However, I like to be taken on a journey with the characters, which means sometimes more "unimportant" scenes get a chapter just so I can dig more into the characters' psyches or their different relationships. (Also, my brain considers any written-down outline like a finished story which means I promptly lose interest in the fic, lol.)

I hope this somewhat answered your question? I'm sorry for keeping everything so vague, but I don't want to risk spoiling anyone who doesn't already know the different reveals.💜💜💜

[therollingstonys]

Reactions part 1 😊 (So it doesn't get too long.)

He doesn’t want to be clingy—Steve and Tony already give him so much, he can’t…

Being upset about them having to travel for work is dumb and needy and he needs to get his shit together ASAP.

Totally get the fear of being seen as 'needy'. I still have that, and it's been years since someone called me that. Makes it very difficult to ask for help or accept help.

His knee aches as he walks, but it’s bearable—he’s finally managed to get some arthritis cream and some relief—but he uses it sparingly because he doesn’t have extra money consistently enough to be able to use it as often as he probably needs it.

I think if Tony and Steve hear about this (and the not having enough painkillers from earlier) that they will be upset. (Also about the not having enough to eat thing. I'm sure they somehow already know and I don't think Tony and Steve like 'that kind of look' like the guys on Grindr do. Well, maybe they do but not the truely starved version.

He looks at Bex and Elle as they talk and tease and trade casual touches and he yearns for that kind of affection and intimacy. Steve and Tony’s faces fill his mind and he bites at his lip, wondering if they would ever be like this with him, if it’s even possible they want him for more than just sex. He knows what he’s good at, and as Brock has told him many times, it’s not being a boyfriend.

Brock is an arsehole 😡 and Tony and Steve would have a lot to say about this statement. But I do understand why Bucky thinks that.

“Please, I do not need to hear about your hookups,” she says over her shoulder while Elle pulls a loaf of bread from the oven.

“Are you sure, there was this one guy who asked me to put my tongue—”

“James Buchanan Barnes if you finish that sentence I will send you home without leftovers,” Bex threatens him, eyes narrowed as she wags a spoon at him and Elle laughs at their dramatics.

They are lovely! I like Bex and Elle.😊😊😊

Bex and their father were…different than he and Bucky and he’s old enough now to be grateful that she at least was on the receiving end of most of their father’s kindness. Bucky hadn’t ever really been good enough for that, but Bex was—is—and he’s not going to begrudge her choosing to keep their father a presence in her apartment, even if it does make him sick to his stomach.

Oh no. "Bucky hadn’t ever really been good enough for that, but Bex was—is"

I don't like this train of thought of his.

Poor poor Bucky, he has no self esteem and is just a little ball of anxiety!! He’s so worried about being needy and Steve and Tony would LOVE it if he actually allowed himself to be a little needy, to admit that he needs help!

Yeaaaa Steve and Tony see that Bucky is hurting and that he is struggling, but with the way he reacted the last time they offered money, they don’t want to push and risk him pushing them away. It’s going to take a LOT more time (and many many chapters) before Bucky truly allows himself to show them his needs and to ask for things.

Brock is…

😂😂😂😂

Bex and Elle are beloved to meeeee 😍😍😍 I was working on a scene with them and Bucky in chapter 22 and I was like 🥺🥺🥺 they’re such a cute little trio and they love each other a lot. I think Bex and Bucky have such a fun, lovely sibling dynamic, they’re so silly but are 100% ride or die for each other too.

Yeaaaaaaa Bucky’s history with his dad is….really fucking ugly to be honest. There’s some flashbacks in upcoming chapters, and they’re really hard to read—but they explain a lot about why Bucky sees himself the way he does, and why he has such a good, but complicated relationship with Bex.

And you’ll see more of the evolution of his relationship with Bex as it pertains to their family history too, but again, it’ll take a long time and a lot of chapters. This story really is about a lot of things, and one of them is the ways in which our life experiences shape us—for better and for worse.

I’m so glad you’ve enjoyed what you’ve read and I look forward to your other thoughts whenever you’re able to share them!!! 🥰🥰🥰