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garlimcbread · 5 months

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write me a fic where like everyone lived but over time the gang all moved out of Tulsa and stopped talking as much- and how those idiots reunited and what was it like?

UGHHHH I LOVE HOW YOU THINK POOKIE

I am NOT good at writing fics so this is probably gonna be either bad or ooc (probably both)

Ponyboy leans back in his chair, stretching his arms above his head and groaning at the feeling of his back popping. He's really gotta stop hunching over his desk like this.

He surveys his work so far. The book is nowhere near done, and he's still gotta edit it, but he's happy with his progress.

As he's putting his laptop away, the phone on his desk rings. He groans, assuming its the publishing house asking about his progress again. He picks it up regardless.

"Hello?"

"Pony?"

"Soda?"

Pony hasn't heard from either of his brothers in a while. It's not that they're on bad terms, it's just that none of them have reached out, at least not to Ponyboy.

"Hey Pony. Uh- Johnny's coming in next week. I know this is last minute, but do ya' wanna come over? We're all gonna be there."

What, did Soda think Ponyboy wanted nothing to do with any of them? Maybe he is as dumb as he says he is.

"Course, Soda. Where? The old house?"

"Yeah. Darry's just as stubborn as he's always been, didn't wanna get out."

They both laugh. Pony wonders why he hadn't reached out before now.

"I'll be there. Even Dally'll be there?"

"Yup. I'm just as shocked, but I think Dally'd do anything for Johnny."

Dally had moved back to New York shortly after he'd turned 18. Up state. He didn't want anything to do with New York City. Last Ponyboy heard, he was going to Watertown.

Pony had never heard of it, but it's not like he could convince Dally not to do something. Nobody could, except for Johnny.

Dally had wanted to move to Rochester, but Johnny's mom had moved there shortly before, and Johnny didn't wanna run into her while visiting Dally.

"Right. I'll get on a plane as fast as I can."

"Alright, Cali-boy."

Pony snorts. "Don't call me that."

The line goes dead, indicating Soda had hung up. Pony puts the phone back on the receiver.

The phone ringing cuts through the air. Pony groans. That's definitely the publishing house now.

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Ponyboy didn't think he'd be flying places so soon. Sure, he'd had to travel for those book signings last month, but he usually only does those every couple years since they take a lot out of him.

As he grabs his luggage from the overhead bin and shuffles out of the plane with the crowd, trying to avoid being recognized even if he's in Oklahoma, he can't help but feel excited.

He hasn't seen the gang in years. Dally had moved out the second he could, as did Steve.

Two-Bit stayed with his mama for a couple more years after that until she got fed up with him doing nothing but drink all day and kicked him out.

Johnny moved out as soon as he could, and Ponyboy doesn't blame him. His dad had stayed in town afterall, even after Johnny's mom left to live closer to her family.

Ponyboy left before Sodapop did, even though he's younger. Darry hadn't left, apparently.

Ponyboy was just gonna grab a rental car and head out to Tulsa, but he gets absolutely body slammed by someone as soon as he's out in the main lobby. Pony shrieks and starts to fight the unknown person off, until he hears them laugh.

"Sodapop Curtis!" He scolds Soda. "You nearly gave me a heart attack!"

"I can't help it! I was just so excited to see you!"

Ponyboy huffs, sitting up as Soda gets off him.

"Help me up, asshole."

Soda snickers and does as Ponyboy asked him to.

"You got everything? I'll drive you."

"Yeah, I got everything."

Sodapop smiles at him. Ponyboy can't help but smile back, regardless of how annoyed he is.

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When Ponyboy gets through the door he's already being tackled again.

"Ponyboy!"

"Keith!" He squawks, "Get off!"

Sodapop laughs as he steps around them. "You're awful popular today, Pony."

Darry yanks Two-Bit off him, tossing him on the couch right on top of Steve. Two-Bit continues to cackle even as Steve shouts at him and Darry.

"Sorry, Pony. I've been tryin' to reel him in." Darry helps Pony up off the floor.

"It's alright, Darry. I know you've probably got you hands full with him and Dal and Soda."

"Dal ain't here yet, Pone," Johnny pipes up. He'd been so quiet Ponyboy hadn't even noticed him there.

Pony grins, going in for a hug. "Hey, Johnny."

Johnny smiles back, hugging Ponyboy tight. Jesus, the guy's gotten tall. "Hey, Pony. How you been? How's Cali?"

Pony shrugs. "Well, it's Cali." Ponyboy pulls away from Johnny, but keeps him within arms reach by settling his hands on Johnny's shoulders. "How's Mexico?"

"Fine, better than stayin' with my old man."

Johnny had moved in with his dad's side of the family in Mexico. They're nicer than him, which makes Ponyboy wonder what the hell happened to that man to make him so bitter.

"Ain't that the truth? How long are you stayin'?"

"Just a week, then my visa runs out. Wish I could stay longer," Johnny sighs.

"Wish I could too. Where's Dally?"

"Probably still on the plane. I think it takes longer to get here from Watertown than Los Angeles."

"It does," Pony confirms, "Only took me three hours to get here."

Johnny pulls Pony into a hug again. "Still too long, I think," He mumbles into Pony's shoulder.

Ponyboy rolls his eyes, patting Johnny's back. "Yeah, yeah."

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Dally comes through the door an hour after everyone gets settled. Johnny hops right off the couch to greet Dally with a hug.

Dally doesn't push him back, but only pats his back. "Glory, kid. You got tall. What're they puttin' in the water down there?"

"Missed you, Dal."

"Missed you too, Johnnycake." Dally pats him on the back one more time, and then gently pushes Johnny back.

"How's Watertown?"

"Fine. Ain't like New York City, that's for sure."

"Well, that's good." Johnny smiles.

"Kinda. It's kinda boring, too."

Johnny snickers. "Good to see you haven't changed much, Dal."

"You ain't changed either, Johnnycake." Dally grins.

Johnny rolls his eyes. "Oh, I've changed plenty, Dal."

"Agree to disagree. Where's Cali-boy?"

"Quit callin' me that!" Pony shouts from his old bedroom. Darry had told him he could set up there for the week.

"Well, there he is." Johnny smiles.

#the outsiders #ponyboy curtis #sodapop curtis #darry curtis #darrel curtis #johnny cade #dally winston #dallas winston #two bit mathews #steve randle #this was the fic I lost all of </3 #It was supposed to be longer but I lost everything up to Ponyboy getting tackled by Two-bit 💀

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halevren · 3 months

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Never Stop Blowing Up Spoilers || my live thoughts as I watch episode 1

Oh we are so back chat. I will do my best to do this for all 10 episodes but honestly? It's all up to my mental health 🔥🔥

Honestly I'm already on the verge of tears after learning that Brennan made this season as a homage to Izzy.... THAT'S SO SWEET 😭😭😭

INTRO IS SO COOL!!!!!

HELLO ONE AND ALLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!

HI AMAZING ACTION STARSSSSS

This cast is so loaded I'm so in love with it

lovely cardigan!

I like the DM screen it's so neat

Ify looks like he just came from the season finale of FHJY

TURBO TOKENNNN 🔥🔥🔥

Rekha's hair looks so incredible, those curls are PERFECT

what flavor of monster. what's the new flavor. I need this world building info Brennan please

Dave's video world

fun fact my favorite race car is a charger. I don't know anything about them and can't recognize then but very often I have pointed out a car to my mom like "that's a nice car" and 9 times out of 10 it's a charger 😭😭

Wendell Morris I fw you

the captions not being accurate is lowkey annoying but whatever.

UC Irvine

I love Jake's laugh so much

"You can't spend your whole life playing dodo games" "it's Dota 2..."

Liv Skyler!

5'6 perfect height for a woman— actually any height is good be whatever height your heart desires

Liv is a klepto. real as hell (sorry)

Webster's is trash

"You never know Ms. D" "No, I know."

Take it back. Take it back.

WENDELL IS PAINFULLY AWKWARD I LOVE HIM

Floppy-droppy disk

Kingskin is so calm as he crushes somebody

This is Usha, she is 100 years old

I would die for Usha

"Who are you calling?" "I'm tryna call everybody."

I love Usha so goddamn much

"Everybody you see, say hi"

does everyone have 4s across the board for abilities

need to unplug to save battery

DAVE 🔥🔥🔥

🤘🤘

NO DIAL TONE BECAUSE SHE UNPLUGGED IT

Usha, you're my rock

ALLY AND JAKE UNCLE AND NEPHEW DUO

Russell I think I'm romantically attracted to you

ok chill russell

"That bastard made it..."

"A lot of positive sentiments from contents not in your phone." 😭

Jennifer is giving me a strange sense of gender envy as someone who doesn't identify with gender

God I love Cait May's art

Tough Kill

CAN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT THAT

"Hey guys, sorry I'm on time"

Pants are more patches than pants

More patch than pant

MY NAUGHTY LITTLE DREAM LAND

All these characters are incredible how could I ever choose a fav (I think Usha is my fav. She's special to my heart)

Greg Stocks 📈

Mr. Everybody

Lunch dates all the time

PURRS????

A TON OF SPERM

PAULA

buxom

USHA UNPLUGGED THE CAMERAS ON THE ROOF

YOU WANNA RIP MY CARPET

slamming it down like a laptop

TOUGH KILL 🔥🔥

Jack Manhattan

I love Izzy so so much

"You calling me a chicken, Johan? because I'm actually the cock of the walk."

THIS CAST IS PERFECT

Are you doing menopause???

This is the best cast for bits

He's not jacking off, just talking to the alien

Rashab

He's in me and I'm him

he was 100% getting eaten by a snake

A LOT OF MEDICINES

BLUE LEMONADE CALYPSO!!! REAL AS HELL!! BEST FLAVOR

"Favorite movies:

Never stop blowing up

Never stop blowing up"

The constrast between Usha and Paula with Barsimmeon

WENDALL COMING IN CLUTCH WITH THE ALIBI

Brennan said the title, roll the credits

YOU NEED TO ROLL AN 8 ON A D4

COCAINE BABY

"That's cocaine."

SIXXXX EXPLOSION

This is so cool

RASHAB IS REAL

HOW AM I RUNNING SO FAST AND HARD

The scene story boards are so cool

I LOVE USHA

"DID IT WORK??????"

the latex is so loud

HOPE YOU ENJOY THE LATE FEES? THAT BUFF GUY WAS BARSIMMEONS?

NEXT EPISODE IS THE LEATHER JACKET

I'm so excited

This season will be my favorite

#dimension 20 never stop blowing up #d20 never stop blowing up #never stop blowing up #dimension 20 #d20 #spoilers #never stop blowing up spoilers #dimension 20 nsbu #d20 nsbu #nsbu spoilers #nsbu

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outerbankspov · 2 years

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Hi! I hope you are doing well!! How about a blurb where Rafe's girlfriend is really stressed about exams and wants to give up but Rafe says she can't and he bribes her with sex? Maybe something new she's been wanting to try out? Thank you so much!!!! 💕💕💕

word count- 900+ WARNING- SMUT! Sorry for posting now <3

Finals were coming in strong.. I mean 3 classes wants you to do a 5 page essay in a week?? You haven’t really had time for Rafe and friends more so yourself and you have been stressing yourself out. Rafe had let it be knowing how you get when people bother you when you are working but he’s had enough. Seeing his baby so stressed out made him stressed out and he needed to do something about it FAST!!

“Hey baby.” His soft voice relaxed the tension in your brain as you put your pencil down and looks towards him. “Hm?” You hum with tired eyes and smile. “How about you come and relax. Hm? Maybe run you a bath?” He tells me. Knowing him he’s gonna try to get me out from this bubble I’ve trapped myself in. “No it’s okay. I’m just… almost done. One more paper!” I say trying to convinced not only him but myself that I’m okay.

“Baby, you are tired. I can see that. Come over please” he tries again but I shake my head a blow him a kiss before getting straight back to work. I can feel him staring at me but I pay no attention to him, knowing that if I look I would fall for whatever trap he’s trying to put me in.

“Please” he whispers. I close my eyes at the way he said it. So soft and beautiful i almost fall for it. “I love you. But I really really need to get this done” I say before I get more distracted I leaned in the table and took my laptop out and finished half of it on there. After an hour I sigh.

“Rafe this is- so fucking exhausting. Can I just give up-” I try to say but he’s already up and walking to me. “Not an option. Baby come on you made me realize that you need to get this done. You have a dream and goals so to make that happen you have to work for it. I know how brutal that sounds but it’s true.” I smile up at him and agree.

“I just- been doing this for so so long I’m just tired of it. Tired of being this way.” I wipe a tear from my eye and he gets down on his knees. “How about you take a break now and let me work you and those muscles of yours, let you try something you’ve always wanted to Try. How’s that sound?”

You're Not Sure if he noticed how your eyes got big and he smiles widely. “Really?” My voice was small and he chuckles. “Hell yeah what you wanna try?” you and Rafe had sex many times but he has NEVER given you head. it's not because he doesn't want to.. he really does, like really really does but you wasn’t ready… now since he mentioned things you’ve always wanted to try in your both sex lives.

"Can you baby.. give me head?" you say in a small voice. his eyes almost came out. "my baby wants me to eat her out? you're so dirty" he groans and picks you up, laying you flat on our bed and kissing your stomach as lowers your shorts and panties. he smirks and opens your legs to see a wet mess between them. "look at you" he stares in awe like he’s never seen anything like this before. “You ready baby?” He asks looking up at you, leaning his chin on your thighs. You let out a breath and nod. “Words” he raises his brow and smirks. You moan out at that and mumble a “please” he kisses your pussy and you watch closely. “Rafe,” she says already out of breath. “Do your worst” his eyes grew darker and he licks a long swipe up your pussy, you let out a ruin moaned and he smirked. glad that he can finally taste you, he's been wanting to for so long! "Rafe baby, that feels so good."

He sucks her clit Into his mouth and moans which sends vibrations all over her body. making her hips thrust up. "daddy's got you" he says Calmly. you clench around his fingers and he laughs, making your cheeks turn red. "looks like someone has a daddy kink" he smirks. he's so cocky you love and hate it. he pulls back and looks into your eyes, his dark blue. "you trust me?" he asked softly, rubbing his hands up and down your thighs. "always" you say without hesitation. he nods and looks down at your wet pussy and licks his lips before spitting on it and kissing your clit softly before devouring you.

A choke-up moan escaped your mouth as you wrap your legs around his shoulders, he pulls you closer and smirks when he hears your moans, knowing that you are about to cum. "cum for me baby, I can feel it" and you did, you cum so hard you see white and your moans are so loud you're sure the whole block can hear you. "shit Rafe" he pulls away after cleaning you up and smirks. "how'd I do?" you roll your eyes and pulls your underwear up before crawling to him and sitting on his lap. "please do that to me every night for the rest of our lives Rafe Cameron" you say with a smirk. "hell yeah" he kisses your lips and you begin to grind on him. "my turn" you smirk.

#outer banks #obx #drew starkey #rafe cameron x smut #rafe cameron #rafe cameron outer banks #rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron x y/n

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andmaybegayer · 2 months

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Last Monday of the Week 2024-07-29

Undisclosed reasons

Listening: Protodome does cute chiptune jazzy stuff. It's good room-filling music

Reading: among other things, rereading a significant chunk of Questionable Content. I dunk on QC a lot so I'm not going to here. It's a comic I care about a lot and that I read because I like it, even if it no wait not doing that. Yeah despite the enormous revolving cast it manages to be pretty well plotted on an arc-to-arc scale even if between arcs there is almost no continuity.

I haven't reread much of QC in a long time and I don't think at all since I moved out on my own which makes it stand out as a very different kind of thing. While I had friends through high school and university, we didn't exactly hang out, whereas I do occasionally just have a random friend over at my apartment or find myself hanging out on an odd weekend.

Watching: Nothing really, bleh.

Making: Got the core features of LuaLED up and running! If I don't lose focus for weeks at a time again it should actually be a useful product soon!

Revived a couple laptops that have been between operating systems and kicking around the house. Currently typing this on the ARM tablet because it's finally in a position to be used like a normal computer. It's a little slow but it handles my normal tasks great, I was using it to flip through photos and read QC.

Speaking of Photos, went out to take photos around Nuselsky Most (keyboard isn't set up for accents sorry) near Vysehrad. It's a pretty dead area at street level but there's a huge concrete bridge crossing the valley that adds some texture, I've been trying to come up with interesting photographic assignments to improve my architectural photography and I figured trying to capture something that high up was going to be interesting. That was only yesterday so it'll be a moment until I dump those photos out and get some up here.

Playing: Paradise Killer! Paradise Killer is mostly pretty good. The main gimmick of Paradise Killer is the extremely hands-off investigation system. You have an assistant computer that tracks all your relevant facts, categorizes them a little, and helps you see whether you've exhausted all your dialogue options with someone, but you really do just have to dig around the island looking for clues or you can end up in a situation where you just never find a particular clue.

The fact that it tracks loose-ends for you does soften this somewhat, if you've still got a ton of loose ends it tells you where to tug, and I think getting rid of that might have made the game more interesting but it's a good accommodation towards playing it over more than three days like I did.

Because of how the investigation is structured, you have to really put in the legwork to find out the full story, it's very easy to feel like you've probably got everything on lock with a couple odd ends but then you find a new clue and suddenly the whole shape of the case changes.

There's also the aspect of mechanical friction. The game is really does not make anything go quickly. Menus are intentionally clunky, interfaces are slow and full of animations and confirmations that can't easily be tabbed through, fast travel is involved and costly and requires planning in advance, resources are plentiful but ultimately limited and if you're not careful you absolutely can spend yourself to empty. It's a little bit of internal commentary on what you might do if you have to design a place where you can live forever.

I think if you like mystery games, or catchy city pop, it's a good game to check out.

Tools and Equipment: You can dramatically increase the fineness of a rough mushroom chop by whacking them with your palm or the flat of a blade and then chopping.

#last monday of the week #paradise killer #Bandcamp

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aspaceformbf · 3 months

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Magus Thoughtdump - Dancing / Witchcraft / Clothes

I like it when my man has hobbies. Like dancing.. and witchcraft.

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Dance

I occasionally save videos of guys dancing on tiktok, thinking that it would be neat if Magus could dance like that too.

A lot of the videos involve some dudes with big ass muscles and when I save them I think

"His body doesn't look like that.. but the moves are cool. I'm saving this for him."

"Inaccurate body but nice moves"

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I like to think of them as additions to his personal bucket list of things to learn when I'm not around. He can practice while staring at me too. Yeah, I see him multi-tasking in that sense.

The Tumblr did mention he is a fast learner, so I see him picking up new moves pretty quick. I mean, those tiktok dancers dish out videos everyday.. that's insane. They make it look easy.

I imagine it's the same way with him, somewhat.

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I do headcanon that my Magus already has some experience with dancing before I met him.

The YB Tumblr began on 2019 so I do headcanon that Magus met me around that time. I only met him around 2021 so he had two years to watch me in a one-sided fashion.

Back in 2019 I did enjoy cosplay and dance videos so I imagine that he took the effort to try to learn how to do those things in his free time.

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Question : What if he downloads the dance in his brain?

I do like to think of Magus having a learning curve, like he has to try it before he gets the hang of it. I like the idea of him taking the effort to experiment and feel it out instead of just automatically uploading and knowing how to do it.

To be fair, he is adaptable and fast learner and dedicated so his learning curve is faster than normal.

I see the process going like-

He sees the video and tries to copy it. The first few attempts would be messy, clunky.. and probably really cringe. But with practice, his moves gets better and he eventually pulls it off.

Something like this would be like a first draft.. probably a second and third too. It could also just be a form of interpretative dance he does for fun without practice.

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Witchcraft

This ramble was inspired by this Tiktok video.

Peter canonically does have a shrine of us so witchcraft is something I could feasibly see a Boyfriend doing. I headcanon that my Magus does that too.

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Before meeting me, I headcanon that he has tried ALL KINDS of stuff to get us together. Look.. when your lover lives in a whole other realm, you gotta try things that are straight up otherworldly to keep them. Listen, it makes sense.

Also he is canonically a product tester so I do see him testing all kinds of spells and rituals and shit before I met him.

I see him having an extra laptop that runs a whole playlist of witchy videos 24/7. Probably includes stuff like prayers for health, peace of mind, manifestations, affirmations, love spells, protections and stuff to ward of evil and all that.

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On the more extreme end, game YB can't actually truly die even if you kill him. Tumblr YB self harms and offers to hurt himself terribly for you without any hesitation. And there's his fixation on blood.

I think the witchcraft he did before we officially met is probably pretty grimdark. If it's not straight up killing stuff on the altar, with his tendency to self harm I wouldn't be surprised if he did some extreme ritual like

"Dig out your own organs, put it on an altar and write chants in your blood 100 times"

Which he could pull off since he technically cant die.

He is more focused on spending time with me nowadays though and I would rather he treated his body like it won't just respawn forever.

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When I first started hyperfixating on him back in 2021, Magus gave me a lot of deity worship vibes.

He gave the impression that he had shrines and prayers and offerings and whole ass rituals dedicated to me. That includes body pillows, love dolls, posters, mannequins, all of that.

I wouldn't be surprised if he decorated his whole house based on his love for me.

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He started giving more witchy vibes instead of deity worship vibes as I spent more time in the fandom.

We have been together for a while now, so the nature of his spells and rituals are kinda different than before we met or compared to our first few months together.

I like to think he is less reckless with the more violent or self destructive practices. He probably still does some dark arts but not to the extent he used to before we got more steady with each other.

I think a lot of it is because I'm more actively involved with him now, like making art and writing and being active in the fandom. So I see him paying more attention to me and the people I'm interacting with and less time allocated to witchy stuff.

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Old witchy headcanons of Magus on Twitter

Sorcerer AU - #sorcerer au

There's between 5-10 fic posts in this tag so yeah.. the lore/character building is there.

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Clothes

I will admit, I have put him in A LOT of outfits over time. His closet must be pretty big. Oh, my metrosexual husband~

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He definitely has the Tumblr YB trait where he will cherish every gift you give him so.. unfortunately I do see Magus having a big ass closet with all the outfits I have edited him in.

If we do get together I personally prefer him in simple clothes unless we are going out somewhere fancy like his Sunday best or whatever. A lot of his clothes will just be there gathering dust for the most part.

He would spend time to dust them off and maintain them the way he polishes his bottle caps, However he would spend most of his time on me generally so I do see his clothes getting neglected.

I have thought about clothes rental as a side income but .. nah he's not sharing.

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Question : Would he ask you which outfit you would like to see him in?

Listen.. I'm terrible at making decisions. Having to choose between A and B would stress me out.

I see him picking an outfit on his own. Or if I tell him I'm in the mood for a specific look, he will just wear that. I headcanon he wearing simple clothes for the most part. Tshirt and shorts, the usual.

If we don't go out, he's just in his underwear.. or naked. His birthday suit is the best suit :))

..Hygiene may be a factor though, so maybe underpants.. or booty shorts.

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Skin Colour

Most of the videos on my Magus-tok show him.. being white. And it's like.. I kinda wish my feed showed more videos of people doing stuff like this but like.. with melanin? He's grey, not white.

I see his skin colour being closer to this tbh.

(Get your shit together, algorithm)

#musings #fic #magus

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scarletwinterxx · 1 year

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take a chance with me - mark lee imagine

hi🥺😊 it's been a while since i wrote something this long, I wanted to take my time and do my best. I hope you like it.🤍

if you have a request or scenario you want me to do, just send me a message I'll see what I can do😊💌

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"You got the Bruno Mars tickets?"

Mark looks up to see you looking a bit disheveled, still panting from running he assumes.

She still looks cute. Says his internal monologue but he quickly shuts that down, putting this tough shell back on in front of you instead.

"Yeah why?" he asks nonchalantly

You hold 1 finger up, signalling for him to wait while you catch your breath.

"Who are you going with?"

"Dery, supposedly but he got tickets too so now I'm not sure" he answers, his attention back on his laptop screen. There are so many things he should be doing right now to the point that he feels like the 24 hours of his day isn't enough and yet he can't seem to shoo you away.

He'll spare you a minute, an hour, or how long you ask him but you don't know that. And he won't say that out loud now that the two of you have broken up. His clock stops when he's with you.

Mark wants to scold himself for always giving into you, but he can't help it. It's you.

"Take me" you say straightforward, no sense of hesitation.

This made Mark look up at you again, raising a brow as he asks you "Now why would I do that?"

"Because we're friends?" throwing a question back at him

"God don't say that, it's weird" he mumbles, acting as if he was shaking of chills as you say the word friends

"You're the one who said we should be friends, this is me being a friend"

"This is you trying to piggyback on me to watch Bruno Mars"

"See, you still know me so well. Now why did we even break up?" you joke, but it wasn't well received on the other end so you cleared your throat "Right sorry, sore topic" you mumble

"I'll think about it" Mark tells you before his gaze returns on his screen

You smile down at him even though he's not looking at you. "In your book, that's a yes. Call me, bye" you tell him before walking away.

After that encounter with you, Mark of course couldn't keep his mouth shut and told his friend about it. He can already hear Hendery scolding him for being a 'simp'.

"Tell me you didn't say yes that fast" Hendery asks his bestfriend but he already knows the answer

"Mark, dude I thought we're working on the whole 'I'm moving on for real this time' era of yours"

"I am, I am over it. She's just going with me because I have extra tickets, which by the way was supposed to be yours. I paid a good amount for those" he scowls at the other boy

"And you didn't even think twice about giving it away to her, we could've sold that or something. Just say you're still whipped and go. What's the point of me lecturing you everytime about your failed love live if you're never gonna listen"

"I can't fail my love life if I don't have a love life" the Leo man justifies

"Okay you got a point there, so here's my proposal. We should find you a new girl so you can finally finally stop being such a simp"

Mark swears he trusts Hendery with his life, but also a big part of him doubts his Libra bestfriend even when he's staying still and doing nothing.

"I'm not a simp" Mark grumbles like a child. He can hear Hendery snicker from beside him,

"Sorry what was that? I can't hear bullshit. Get back to me when you finally mean it"

He really hoped Hendery was kidding when he said he'll find him someone, he had so many reason why this isn't a good time to date but he can't stop him once he sets his mind on something. Especially if it meant it'll give Mark a headache, which in that case is Hendery's forte.

But if there's someone topping that list, the number one person to make Mark's temporal pulse go thumping hard. It would be you. And you know exactly know to get on his last nerve whether he likes it or not.

"I can't believe you got floor tickets, and Dery passed this up?" you say from beside him as you look around the venue. It's the day of the concert and just like you said, you showed up in front of his doorstep 10 hours earlier with the most excited look on your face.

"He's somewhere over there, said he prefers it so yea" he answers, looking at his watch to check the time. His nonchalance making you look over at your ex-boyfriend slash friend.

"Why are you grumpy? Does it really bother you I'm here? I can pay for the tickets" you tell him.

Mark looks over at you, noting your serious expression. He didn't want to ruin tonight for you, for the both of you so he shakes his head.

"No, I'm fine. Don't worry about it. I invited you"

"I invited myself, I'll send you the payment after the show" you tell him then look away.

Great, now you're in a bad mood and he has to figure out how to fix it. He lets out a sigh, looking away from you. The ticket is not really the issue tonight, neither you being here tonight. It's his mind being at war again, asking him questions he have long buried in the depths of his consciousness.

It's like you press the reset button in him every time. He hates it but he can't walk away from you either. So as a result, he sometimes acts too harsh towards you.

Mark thinks of something to break the tension,

"Hey, remember when I said I wanted to watch Bruno Mars with you" Mark tells you, slightly leaning towards you to whisper by your ear

You do remember. Back when you were still dating he did say he wanted to go attend concerts with you, when he learned yours and his favorite artist was the same he got so excited and put it on his bucket list to watch Bruno Mars with you.

"Huh?" you mumbled, pretending like you were having a hard time recalling that memory but really it's still fresh like it happened just yesterday

"My bucket list, said I wanted to watch Bruno with you. Guess I can check it off from that now" he smiles

"Does it still count even when we're not dating anymore?" you can't help but ask, you expected him to react violently like he always does when you bring it up but instead he just smiles at you again

"It counts as long as it's with you" he answers then he looks away. Not catching the way your gaze stayed on him for a few more moments, in those moments you wondered what if that wasn't the case.

What if you never broke up. What if he was still yours.

A lot of what ifs you'll never know the answer to.

Instead of linger on that, you just look away from him. Ignoring the dull ache in your heart.

That night turned out for the better, probably a night you'll never forget. You had so much fun, singing and jumping along your favorite songs. There were times when you looked beside you to see Mark doing the same. Seeing the biggest smile on his face as he holds his phone up to capture the moment.

Instead of saying anything, you just watch him with a smile. Missing seeing him this happy and carefree.

After the show, Mark offered to drive you home. You were too tired to say no so you just sat on his passenger seat as he drives down the familiar street. He didn't need to check his GPS to know, he know these roads like it's the way to his own home.

In a way it used to be like that, you used to be his home.

He didn't say much when he dropped you off, watching you enter your building and only driving away when he's sure you safe inside.

"Mark, my friend"

"No" Mark cuts off Hendery before he could even say anything but of course his bestfriend didn't take any offence nor thought about listening to him, he continued when Mark didn't say anything else

"As I was saying, remember when I said I'll find you someone. Well I kinda did, a bunch of us is going hiking this weekend and this girl Arin is coming. Heard she's had a thing for you for a while now"

"How can she have a thing for me when she doesn't know me?" he mumbles, already getting grumpy with the idea of going out

"I can't explain the way of the universe to you my friend, she just does. Don't make me say you're one handsome man because I won't" Hendery says

"You just did though"

"So you're coming right?" Hendery asks with a devilosh smile like he's already plotting something

"Do I have a choice?"

"Hey don't look at me like that, it was your choice coming here" Haechan tells you as you let him drag you trough the woods at 5am in the morning

"You told me we were going to get coffee at this place with killer view. I'm about to be the killer here and you're in my view" you tell him, sending glares his way but this doesn't deter your friend.

"We are getting coffee, after we go hiking. Hey! No hitting!"

As the two of you bicker some more you don't notice the other people joining you for today's hike arrive.

From across the lot, Mark spots you and Haechan. Just as he looks over, he sees Haechan bend down to whisper something to you and you hitting him lightly making the guy laugh.

It’s been a while since he last saw you, after the concert you really didn't reach out that much. Not that he expected you to, the last text you sent him was a short thank you for taking you to the concert.

You weren't avoiding him, it's been a while since you went out with a big group of friends since you and Mark did share a lot of mutual friends. You didn't want to make it awkward for everyone, so instead you mostly declined the invites when you know he might come too.

And Mark, well he’s been keeping his distance from you too. It's always you who talks to him first, always letting you make the first step.

He knew you were close to Haechan. If he’s being honest there were enough times he felt jealous even. He pushes that thought away as fast as it came. He didn't know you were coming this weekend, a detail Hendery failed to mention.

"Hey don't freak out, but your ex is here" Haechan tells you

Whipping your head around then back at him, waiting for him to say it was a joke

"No he isn't"

"Yep, he's over there. Wait don't look"

Too late you're already looking. And there he was indeed. Luckily Mark was too busy unloading stuff from the car to notice you looking over at him

“If only your gaze could make him notice you, he’d probably be here already having an actual conversation with you” Haechan whispers to you

“You know not every thought that pops into your head should be said outloud, you can just shut it” you answer, taking your gaze off from the guy from across the lot.

“It wouldn’t be too bad to admit you miss him, when it’s this obvious”

“Again, thoughts to your self. I don’t need you whispering in my ear like a little devil” this time it earned him a hit on the shoulder. From across the lot, Mark’s eyes glaze towards the direction where you were standing with your friend.

“He’s looking over here, by the way” Haechan tells you when his eyes met with Mark’s, the other guy quickly averting his gaze somewhere else.

“Shut up”

"He was, and I'm pretty sure he had the look of murder on his face when he saw me leaning a little to close to you"

"I have the look of murder whenever I look at you, now can I get a drink in peace without you breathing down my neck" you grumbled, rethinking all the choices you made which led you here. You should've been anywhere but here.

Anywhere except where Mark is. You thought.

"He's coming, act cool. Hey guys!"

You glare at Haechan one last time before looking to see Hendery, Mark, Yoo Jimin, Arin and Yeonjun.

"You guys got here early?" Hendery asks

"No, we just got here too. Ready to go?"

Everyone said yes then you were off.

You try to focus on not tripping and not think about Mark, which you kind of succeeded. The group made small talk among each other, of course with Haechan and Hendery there aren't any dead air.

When you got to the trickier part of the hike, the trail was steep and kinda hard to climb up. Some of the boys offered to go up first to assist while the others stay behind to make sure no one get's left behind.

Hendery and Haechan took the lead while Mark and Yeonjun stayed behind. You were standing behind Jimin and infront of Yeonjun, taking careful steps.

"Haechan Lee, when we get to the top I'm going to push you off" you tell your friend who was laughing from somewhere infront

"I thought this was easy, not gonna lie I'm gonna pass out soon" Jimin says

"Same" you mumble, resting your hand on your knee to catch your breath

"Hey you okay? Need help with your bag?" Yeonjun asks you, Mark who is standing at the very back listens to the conversation.

"No, it's okay" you politely decline

"You sure?" nodding at him, "Jimin, do you need help with yours?" Yeonjun asks the girl to which she answers with a loud yes and quickly passing her bag to him.

You let Yeonjun walk infront of you, leaving you and Mark at the very back of the line. Mark takes a water bottle from his bag, opens it before passing it over to you. You didn't even think twice about grabbing it, not really paying attention to who's beside you. Kind of forgetting if for a moment before you stood straight again to meet Mark's eyes looking at you.

"Uh thanks" you say holding up the bottle of water

"No problem, need help with your bag?" he asks, he did hear you already say no to Yeonjun but he can't help bu ask

"It's fine, you're already carrying yours" you tell him, shooting him a quick smile before resuming your walk. But before you can take another step, you felt him grab your wrist to pull you back.

"Wha-" then he was pulling one strap of your backpack then the other before putting it on him. Now he's carrying his backpack and yours.

"Mark, come on I can carry that" you try to get it back but he blocks your hands with his arm. Gently pushing you infront of him.

"I'll give it back when you don't look like you're about to pass out, now go. We're falling behind" he tells you, and when he gets this serious you have no choice but to follow him.

For the rest of the hike, you and Mark walk in silence. Passing the water bottle back to him every once and a while, not even noticing you're practically sharing it with him. And when there was a branch too big on your way, you felt his hands on your waist. Guiding you from behind.

"Careful" he mumbles

Too stunned to say anything, you make your way over. Haechan was there waiting for you. He helps you up with this sly smirk on his face, you send a glare to him. Already reading his mind and what's he's about to ask you later.

"And we're here! Look at that view" Hendery announces.

For a moment, all seven of you just admire the view.

"Okay, tell me I did good" Haechan bumps your shoulder, you roll your eyes

"Fine, this was worth all of that" you mumble while the guy beside you throw his fist in the air like he just won a very important arguement.

All of you find spots to sit and get comfortable while eating the snacks you brought and drink the coffee brought by Arin apparently.

"I'm working at the cafe near campus so I kinda picked up a few tricks here and there, taste it. Hope it tastes okay" she tells the group.

Passing the thermos around, you take a cup and wait for your turn. Haechan pours some on your cup for you, and even got you your favorite pastry which honestly might be the highlight of your week.

Meanwhile, Mark was not so subtly watching from the side as you smile at the other guy. Even saw you bump your head on Haechan's shoulder affectionately, probably since you can't give him high five with your hands fill. It's something he knows you do when you get all happy and excited. The coffee tasted okay but something else left a bitter taste in his mouth.

"We should go here again, it's nice to just be out of the city" Yeonjun says

"True, I was dying back there but I'd do it again for this" Jimin says with a smile, all of you looking out the view. Watching as the sun slowly ascend up the sky.

The seven of you spent a few more hours there, just talking and sharing stories then it was time to go. The hike back was much easier and faster since you kinda know where to go.

Saying goodbye to the group when you got back to the parking lot. You help Haechan put your bags in the trunk.

"Hey uhm I was wondering if you want to grab coffee sometime" you're not sure who was speaking so you look behind you only to see Arin standing beside Mark.

For a moment, Mark meets your eyes but you quickly looked away and made your way inside Haechan's car. You'd rather not hear the rest of that conversation, saving your self from the misery.

Haechan looks over at you with confusion, then behind him to see what you saw. And when he saw Mark looking where you were, he understood. He closed the trunk making Arin and Mark look at him, "We'll go now, see you around guys" he shoots them a smile and a wave before jogging over the driver's side.

"You good?" he asks you when he got in the car

"I think so"

"I'm not gonna make fun of you if you say no" he tells you which kind of did make you laugh.

"Just tired, and you still owe me coffee"

"Fine, I'll get you some. Only because you're sulking right now"

You wanted to say he was wrong and that you weren't sulking but that would be not true.

Not sure either why you suddenly feel so down. You and Mark have broken up for over a year and in no place to feel jealous if he decides to date again. And at the end of the day it was yo who broke up him.

Deciding to treat yourself, you walked around the neighborhood to buy some snacks and your favorite ice cream.

Mark just drove Arin home after going out to grab dinner together, they had a good talk. He's not as naïve as Hendery thinks, he can definitely see why he said Arin might like him. But Mark of course being the gentleman that he is, let her down in the most gentle way he could.

"It's just, I'm not really looking for a relationship right now" he tells her

"I understand that, I can wait" she smiles at him, a look of determination on her face. "I've been meaning to say hi to you and introduce myself to you for a while now. And now that I have met you, I really can't promise I that I can stop liking you"

He chuckles at that, "Thanks, I guess. It's for you to decide, all I'm saying is that I might not reciprocate your feelings for me. Sorry"

"What are you sorry for? We still have time, you can atleast give that to me right" Arin asks

In his mind he already said no. He just smiles though.

After he got home, he still couldn't sleep because for some reason he can't keep you off his mind.

Thinking what if it was you in his place, did you ever have someone ask you out. Is there someone else now. Was it Haechan? Yeonjun?

Too lost in his thoughts, he spots a convenient store nearby and decided to buy an ice cream. Just when he step out of the store, he spots someone sitting outside by the benches.

He'd recognize that jacket anywhere because he was the one who bought it. You've always had a love for all things cozy and fluffy. The teddy bear like jacket was a gift from him last Christmas, he can still remember the smile you had on when he gave it to you.

"What are you doing out here?" he asks you, catching you by surprise. He then takes the seat across from you

"Had a bad day, thought the ice cream would make me feel better. You, why are you here?" you ask back, not expecting to meet him here of all places

"Had a lot to think about, thought the ice cream would help" he answers, "Want to talk about it?" Mark asks before he could even think about it. Normally he would stop himself from prying into your business, respecting the boundaries the two of you have now.

Shaking your head in reply, he understood you won't say anything after that

"I can't tell you because it won't be fair" you mumbled

"Why won't it be fair?"

"Because you're my ex" you tell him, it flew right out of your mouth before you stop and think about it. Looking up at Mark to see him looking at you already,

"Don't worry about it, don't worry about me I'll be fine" you mumble with a small smile. Trying to make it better somehow.

"Why do you do that?" he asks

"What?"

"Run. You always run away from me when I get even a step too close. Even when we were together, you always to that. You always had this wall around you that even I couldn't go around, did you not trust me?" for such an intense gaze, he asked that question so calmly. Like his eyes were saying one thing and his lips were saying another.

"I don't trust myself. Every time something good happens to me, I always ruin it. Every time I think I'm the happiest, I get this overwhelming fear that something will take it away from me. I'm messed up, I know that and you're the last person I want to dump all that mess on" you answer.

For the first time since the break up you finally talk about it. Flashbacks of that night replaying in your head. Remembering how he asked you why multiple times and not being able to give him the answer

"Do you think it could've worked if only I held on to you tighter or would you have hated if I did?" he asks

"Probably, but we won't know. I'd rather keep our memories in a good way than regret it"

"Do you hate me?

He waits.

One second.

Two seconds.

His clock stops once again because of you.

Then he hears you speak,

"Never"

You smile at him warmly, just like you used to. "I know it's hard to understand and accept what I did. I didn't want to drag you down with me, I have bad days and even worse days. Back then it felt like you were the only good thing in my life, I was scared that one day I wasn't going to have that"

"So you walked away before anything bad happens?" he continues for you, "I get that, when things get to much the first thing you can think of is to run. It's natural to have a fight or flight response"

"Don't get to academic with me" you mumble, making the guy across from you chuckle before turning serious again

"No really, boyfriend or not you can still talk to me. If it gets too much, you don't have to run all the time. I'll stay right here, I won't go anywhere so when you need someone you can come to me. Run to me, instead than run away from me"

Mark has always had a way with words, this time instead of running away again you listen to him. Sharing a smile.

"I'll walk you home"

"What time is your last class?" Mark asks you over the phone, after that talk you had the two of you have been hanging out more. Taking his promise of being your friend seriously. Now, there isn't a day when you don't talk to each other.

"My last class is over, I'm here at the library. Why?"

"Do you have an umbrella?"

"Why would I need-" just then a loud thunder resonates outside, feeling the rumble of it from inside the library. You then remember the umbrella you left in your room this morning thinking you weren't going to need it.

"I'm outside" he says then hangs up. Quickly you fix your things and made your way outside the library and sure enough Mark's there waiting for you.

It's only a matter of time before the butterflies in your stomach takes over, and this warm feeling in your chest burst out but for now you choose to ignore it. Choosing not to risk this second chance with him.

"What are you doing here?" you ask him even though you've been waiting to see him the whole day.

"What do you think, I'm walking you home" he tells you like it's the most obvious thing in the world.

"You have one umbrella, we're not gonna fit there"

"We'll make due, now come on. I'll make us rament later" he says as he pulls your bag from your grasp and sling it on his shoulder. He then takes his hand that wasn't holding the umbrella to hold yours, tugging you right beside him as the two of you make your way outside.

The two of you underestimated the rain and the size of his umbrella because by the time you arrive at your apartment, only the top of your heads weren't wet by the rain.

Quickly opening the door to get inside, you kick your shoes off and turn the lights on

"I think I have some clothes for you, wait here I'll get you towels" you tell him

But before you could walk away from him, you feel his grasp on your wrist holding you back.

"Do you need something?" you ask him

"I- I just feel like if I don't take this chance right now then I would end up regretting it again, just like when I let you go the first time"

"Mark"

"No, you were right, I won't blame you for our past. I can't be angry at you for choosing yourself. We both needed that to grow and learn and discover ourselves. This right now feels like our second chance, I'm not about to risk it and hope for another one to come by. For once, I'm going to take this chance with you. That is if you'll have me"

Maybe he doesn't know just how much he drives you crazy, just how much you'd risk to have another chance with him. It dawned on you just now how it didn't matter what's at stake if you try again with him because what matters the most is him.

Then suddenly you leap right in his arms, not expecting this Mark stumbles a few steps back. But he catches you, holding you close to him like he was afraid you might float away from him.

"I'd take that as a yes"

You lean back enough to meet his eyes, "See, you still know me best. Why don't we get back together" you tease him.

"I asked first" he pouts at you.

Your adorable Mark pouts at you. How can you ever say no to him if he's this cute and adorable. He knows exactly how to use it against you.

"What if it gets too much, if I get too much?" you ask

"You're never too much to me, nothing I can't handle. I love you, all of you. I'll stay here and tell you everyday until you get tired of me"

You giggle at his words, burying your head on his shoulder. You feel him kiss the top of your head before putting you down on your feet.

It's always scary taking chances, but to you and Mark it's scarier to let it pass again. This time you know you don't need to bet anything because you're sure he's there to stay with you.

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I was not able to write part 2. Oh well. This has fluff and more fluff. We are talking tooth rotting. I also want to thank you all for taking the time to read this story. I can't thank you enough. I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas and a romantic New Year. Part two will be after the new year.

New York part one

Chapter 7

Austin:

Hey Beautiful

You:

Hey Handsome

Austin:

Bad news 😭 I won't be able to come home this weekend

You:

I saw you are going to be on SNL

Austin:

Yeah sorry

You:

Don't be. Are you nervous?

Austin:

A little, gotta run. Facetime later?

You:

Yup

You were a little disappointed, but you knew he was super busy. You felt bad for him. Back to work you went. Your boss had come into your office to compliment you on the job and your team. You will have another meeting later that day. For now, though, lunch.

You are not a vegetarian because you eat turkey and chicken but don't eat red meat. You learned Austin only ate turkey but would eat chicken sometimes, which was fine by you. Today you felt like sushi. So you head over to Sugarfish. One of the best sushi places. You order the Bay Scallops and water. You liked water and drank it a lot. Waiting for your order, you pull out your phone. You notice there is an email from Austin.

To: [email protected]

From: [email protected]

Subject: Please!

Y/N,

I need you to fly to NY. I want you with me. PLEASE!!!

I got you tickets, here is how you pick them up at LAX.

I love you,

Austin

You can’t just leave. You have work to do. You have a few meetings and then…. What?

You don’t have to be here for any of those. You are the head of the team. They all know who your boyfriend is and would tell you to leave. So at the afternoon meeting, you did just that.

Flying was not always easy for you. You could not sit in a window seat. Austin, being Butler, got you a window seat. He probably wouldn’t have known. Did you even talk about that? It didn’t matter. You were going to see Austin in New York City. You have only been there one time. That was during a school trip. You would be with someone you loved this time. You wondered what you would do. Well, you knew one thing. That’s just a given. He never had sex with you. He always made love to you. Maybe having sex would come later.

You got your tickets. You did have to bring your laptop. You were going to work a little. It’s in your blood. That’s how you got to be one of the head publishers. You had checked your bag, and you had only one carry-on. You were waiting for your flight announcement. Your phone buzzes.

Austin:

I am so happy you are coming

You:

I am too. I am a little nervous.

Austin:

Why?

You:

Because I am not a good flier

Austin:

Oh….

You:

Butler, it’s fine. How else can I see you in under 7 hours?

Austin:

True, we will be flying back together

You:

We will?

Austin:

Yes, now hurry up and get here.

You:

I will fly as fast as I can.

Austin:

Love you, beautiful

You:

Love You too, handsome

Your flight was called to board. You board, shaking a bit. You could do this for Butler. He did this for you. You found your seat. It was a window seat. You made yourself comfortable. You had a book you could read. You reach for it and settle in for the flight. As you start reading, a young woman and her baby girl sit in the seat next to yours. Babies on planes would have annoyed you, but this baby was quick. “How old is she?” you ask the mother.

“Oh, she just turned six months,” she answers you. “Oh, she is precious.” You say. “Thank you. She looks like her dad.” replying. You smile. The baby reminds you of a conversation you had with Austin:

“If you were to have kids, how many would you have?” He asked. “Gosh, I haven’t given it a thought. Maybe two or three, but I don’t know. What brought this on?” smirking, you questioned.” “I don’t know, I always thought that I would have at least two, but three would be ok.” “Butler? Why are you asking?” “I want to have kids, I am thirty-one now, and I am ready to be a dad, you know?” “I get it. I want to be a mom. I am ready to be a mom.”

The plane landed, and you breathed a sigh of relief. Although, you had to admit this flight wasn’t as bad as some. You patiently waited for the mother and the cute little girl. The mother thanked you for your kindness and wished you well on your vacation. Then, you got your carry-on and waited for the people to leave. A lovely man let you go before him. You were getting anxious. You walked off the ramp expecting to see Austin, but instead, you got a guy named James. "Hi, I'm James, Austin's assistant," He offered his hand. "My dad's name was James. I guess you know my name?" You ask, shaking his hand. "I will take you to the hotel, and Austin will meet you there later." "Sounds good," you say.

After getting your bag, you and James get a taxi. "I have never been in a New York taxi before,” you tell him with excitement in your voice. He smiles and replies, “He told me you rarely take vacations and that you like the name James because of your dad.” “He’s completely right.”

Your taxi pulls into the J.W. Marriott Essex. James helps with your bag. You walk into what looks like a 1920’s castle. There is gold everywhere. The elevators have detailed ornate on them. Gold plates. Chandeliers made of crystal. The floor was white and creamed, checkered with gold flecks and marble lines around them. This was all overwhelming, but James was there to help. You take the elevator to the fortieth floor. James opens the door for you, “If there is anything you need, I am just down the hall.” With that, he leaves you alone in this big apartment called a suite. The bedroom has a bed that is twice the size of yours, with a massive TV on the wall. The dresser is the same length of the wall. In the bathroom are an oversized tub and a standing shower that is made for two people. The living room, kitchen, and dining table are in the other room. There is a fireplace with two white couches facing each other. It felt unreal, but you were in awe.

You were sitting on one of the couches with your laptop open. Reading a manuscript for another author you were interested in. Then the door to the hotel clicked open. “Where is she?’ Austin asks in a rich, husky voice. Walking into the vast room, he smiles, “There she is. The love of my life.” Looking up from your work, “Hi.” You stand up, and he comes over, grabs your face, and kisses you. “I have missed this so much,” He says. “Austin, it’s only been a few days,” responding to him. He pulls you away from him, “It’s Butler to you. I know, but it has felt like a lifetime.” You smirk, shaking your head, “Buuttler, I missed you too.” “I need to have you in my arms and in my bed,” his eyes narrowed as he talked.

You start to kiss again, and it gets hot and heavy. He lifts you and carries you to the bedroom. He continues to kiss you. Throwing you on the bed makes you giggle, “I want you to move in with me,” he announces between kissing you and taking off his coat and shirt. You widen your eyes, “Aren’t we moving a little too fast?” “I don’t think we are. There is something about this that I need,” he explains, pointing to both of you. He continues, “It’s almost a necessity, like I need food, water, shelter, air even. I can’t be without.” “ You’re right, Butler. I feel the same way, and I struggle to concentrate when you are gone. It’s like my body is missing a limb. So, the answer is yes,” declaring you take off your shirt.

Lying in bed, your head is resting on his chest, and your leg is draped over his legs. Austin’s arm is tucked under his head for support, while the other is wrapped around your shoulder, slowly caressing it. This has become the routine. You both lay there soaking in each other's presence. In silence, you come down from your high. Austin is the first to speak, “I got you a ticket for Saturday’s show.” “Thank you. I have only been to New York once, which was not good.” “Why wasn’t it good?” “I was in high school, and it was more about the history and blah blah blah.” He chuckles so hard both of his perfect dimples come out. “It was,” laughing back. “I just find you sexy and cute at the same time.” You roll your eyes, “Whatever, Butler.”

#@purejasmine #austin butler #austin butler angst #austin butler fluff #austin butler x you #austin butler fanfic #austin butler fanfiction #austin butler fic #austin butler imagine #austin butler smut

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Eternal Love

Chapter 2

It's been a week since that morning I came home. It's been seven days and who knows how many hours since he left me. My heart aches in ways I can't even describe. Jessy has stopped by making sure I eat and cleaning up. She finally got me to talk the other night and we drowned ourselves in wine and ice cream while watching horror movies. I haven't told Dan yet and I know that conversation was coming tonight as it was the night he and Jessy always came around to have fun.

I manage to get out of bed and move to the couch with my laptop. I have never been more grateful for this job than I am now. It allows me to work from home and as long as I tell my boss in advance no video chats. I just told him I was sick but still able to work. Eventually I know that isn't going to work but it's been a blessing this week.

I keep checking my phone all day hoping for something from him. Something to explain but still nothing. Instead I have a text from Lilly, I curse her under my breath. She only wants to talk to see how he is.

Lilly: MC, everything okay? We haven't heard from him or you.

MC: No everything isn't okay and please stop talking to me only to find out how he is. He left me a week ago and told me to move on.

MC: I'm gonna say you and Hannah should do the same thing and just forget him!

I sign off just as fast as I send that message and I'm glad it's the end of the day. I head into the kitchen and grab the Jack Daniels and take a drink from the bottle. It burns going down but at least it's a feeling. I hear the door unlock as Jessy has a key.

"I don't know why you didn't knock like we always do" Dan states.

I sigh, I hope she doesn't tell him why. I turn around with the bottle still in my hand and I see them in the doorway.

"Hey don't start the fun without me" Dan laughs.

I smile the best I can and he instantly knows something is wrong.

"Still nothing?" My red haired best friend asks and I shake my head while taking another drink.

"What is going on?" Asks Dan.

"Jake is gone," I say, looking away from him. He wraps his arms around me. He's finally started walking again after the accident and I just cry into his chest.

"We will make you forget all about him," Dan says, lifting my head up. I lean against him not being able to say anything.

I was expecting an 'I told you he was bad news' or something along those lines from Dan but he instantly goes into best friend mode.

Jessy grabs out all the junk food she has brought over and we make a table top on the bar between that and different alcohol. These two know exactly what I need after having my heartbroken by the man I thought was my forever.

We pile on the couch and throw in movies after movies. I remember taking a silly picture of us but I don't do anything with it.

Jakes POV:

It's been seven days and 16 hours since I left her. I never wanted to fall in love but she did it. She made me fall in love with her.

Tonight I'm in an abandoned warehouse tracking my pursuers. Sleep has not been my friend in a while and this last week has been worse. Everytime I close my eyes I see her smile, her sleeping. I feel her curled up against me afraid to lose me.

You see when I told her my location I knew what was going to happen. I knew she wouldn't let go of me but I needed to see her and feel her touch and kisses one more time before I broke her heart. Those hazel eyes as she spun around were full of love and feeling safe.

I knew I could never be HER safe haven. I also know she would give up everything for me if I so much as hinted at it.

I couldn't bring her into this world, more than I already had. She needed to live her life normally, before she got dragged into finding Hannah and falling in love with me. She needs a normal future, one not on the constant run. I have no idea when I can give her that and I knew it from the start.

You see she's the good girl, the girl every guy wants. I'm troubled, she knew that but still fell. It's the typical good girl who falls in love with the bad boy. What the normal story doesn't tell is how the bad boy fell in love with her, but just wanted to keep her safe.

I hear my phone go off and I look and it's Lilly. I hadn't reached out and I wasn't planning on going until I knew I was safe. I sigh as I open the location on MC. I have to make sure they aren't tracking her. She's at home like she has been since she entered back in. I could pull up her webcam but it would just break my heart. I do follow her social media but lately she hasn't been posting but I keep a watch.

I see a photo pop up, which is odd at the time. It's a photo of her, Jessica, and Daniel curled up on the couch with drinks. I read the caption and my heart breaks.

When your world is falling apart, you can't ask for more than best friends, Jack Daniels, and lots of junk food.

The photo looks odd then I realize it's taken at night and it's now the next morning… eight days since I saw her smile at me, even in her sleep.

I set Nymos up and lean back on the couch trying to catch some sleep hoping she doesn't haunt my dreams.

#duskwood fandom #fanfics #duskwood jake #duskwood fanfiction #duskwoodlover #duskwood #jake x mc #duskwood mc #eternal love

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x3kristax3 · 2 years

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Eternal Love

Chapter 2

Lilly: MC, everything okay? We haven't heard from him or you.

MC: No everything isn't okay and please stop talking to me only to find out how he is. He left me a week ago and told me to move on.

MC: I'm gonna say you and Hannah should do the same thing and just forget him!

"I don't know why you didn't knock like we always do" Dan states.

I sigh, I hope she doesn't tell him why. I turn around with the bottle still in my hand and I see them in the doorway.

"Hey don't start the fun without me" Dan laughs.

I smile the best I can and he instantly knows something is wrong.

"Still nothing?" My red haired best friend asks and I shake my head while taking another drink.

"What is going on?" Asks Dan.

"Jake is gone," I say, looking away from him. He wraps his arms around me. He's finally started walking again after the accident and I just cry into his chest.

"We will make you forget all about him," Dan says, lifting my head up. I lean against him not being able to say anything.

I was expecting an 'I told you he was bad news' or something along those lines from Dan but he instantly goes into best friend mode.

We pile on the couch and throw in movies after movies. I remember taking a silly picture of us but I don't do anything with it.

Jakes POV:

It's been seven days and 16 hours since I left her. I never wanted to fall in love but she did it. She made me fall in love with her.

I knew I could never be HER safe haven. I also know she would give up everything for me if I so much as hinted at it.

I see a photo pop up, which is odd at the time. It's a photo of her, Jessica, and Daniel curled up on the couch with drinks. I read the caption and my heart breaks.

When your world is falling apart, you can't ask for more than best friends, Jack Daniels, and lots of junk food.

The photo looks odd then I realize it's taken at night and it's now the next morning… eight days since I saw her smile at me, even in her sleep.

I set Nymos up and lean back on the couch trying to catch some sleep hoping she doesn't haunt my dreams.

#duskwood #duskwoodlover #duskwood fanfiction #writing #fanfic #mc x jake #everbyte duskwood #duskwood jake x mc #duskwood fandom #jake duskwood

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sroloc--elbisivni · 2 years

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17, 30, 39, 46, and 49?

17: What highly specific AU do you want to read or write even though you might be the only person to appreciate it?

my kingdom for someone else to write the au after season 2 rise where Splinter gets a retromutagen and Hamato Miwa, perfectly ordinary japanese teenager if you ignore her family's enormous secret legacy, decides to go find out who the fuck this guy impersonating her uncle is, without telling her family she's doing this.

30. Have you ever written something that was out of your comfort zone? If so, what was it, and how did it affect your approach to writing fic thereafter?

so when i wrote you run on gasoline it was the first explicit fic i'd ever written and i wanted to publish it anonymously because i was embarrassed that it was dark TF build-a-baby porn and then I couldn't figure out how to add it to a collection that it was written for so I took it off anonymous. and just having be visibly A Thing I Had Written was...i am cringe and i am free. jumping feetfirst in with dead dove erotica just made it so much easier to do whatever the hell i wanted next.

39. Is any aspect of your writing process inspired by other writers or people? If so, who?

i don't consider my writing to have 'a process' that i break down into component parts, but also like. dropping into an online messenger chat to bounce ideas back and forth with other people has been how i think almost all of my fics have been born since i started talking to @secretlystephaniebrown on skype in. fuck. 2015? 2016? steph when were we on skype. so i guess if i accept that i have a writing process the answer is 'all of it'.

46. Do you prefer writing on your phone or on a computer (or something else)? Do you think where you write affects the way you write?

LAPTOP KEYBOARD MY BELOVED. the day i have enough spare money is the day i am, like a sucker, going to buy one of those fancy portable digital typewriters just so i can have a Real Keyboard under my fingers anywhere, it makes my life so much easier and the words go so much faster. i'll definitely write on my phone if i'm especially consumed by an idea while out and about, because i prefer writing it down to waiting and potentially forgetting, but i don't think that where i write changes anything unless it's like--i don't like writing mushroomverse without internet access because i sometimes need to stop and do research every few sentences. part of why river dredging fic is taking so long is because the articles i need to read live on my computer and i don't like writing when i can't consult them for power.

oh, sometimes if i can't get a fic to flow on the doc that holds all of it i'll switch over to Notes app (even on laptop) to just write the next scene, because sometimes a blank page flows better than adding on to what i had before. and sometimes if i can't get a new scene to flow in notes when i've written the whole thing in snippets i'll swap them all over to a doc to read and get back in gear with.

49. What are you currently working on? Share a few lines if you’re up for it!

trying to get the first fic for bunnyguard wrapped up for the 22nd :3

Usagi made it back to Tadaya Noodles and Tea in time for the quiet part of the afternoon shift, before the dinner rush, when the shop was empty aside from a couple of old men playing mahjong. And Jotaro, at an empty table near the back, coloring on receipt paper.

He looked up when the bell rang and his face lit up immediately. “Daddy!”

At almost four, he was getting much too fast on his feet. Usagi was barely kneeling to catch his son by the time Jotaro came barreling into his arms.

#talky talk #fic talk #ask meme #magicalspacedragon

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Internet rebooted just when I finished that post... Scared me for a bit.

To be honest, transitional periods are always messy, even if you somehow preempt them.

Like... It turns out that you have to replace the battery in a phone every 18 to 24 months, but unless you have the proper tools or a repair shop is a available in the area, there's no way to just pop the thing open and put in a new one as they're basically sealed containers.

Most android phones have an 18 month support lifespan with Samsung's 5 year and Google's 7 year being the exception...

Sure, you can do some weird hacky stuff to install Windows 11 on an unsupported old laptop, but even Microsoft admits that is basically a ticking time bomb. Win 10 has only a little over a year left to live at this point as well... And the cost of extended support exceeds the cost of the machine.

Providing the thing doesn't start to come apart on its own before then. Old rubber seams tend to give way and crumble with age after all.

And there's even weirder forms of support lost... While Open Source drivers are technically forever, it just takes some very poor timing to make life miserable for years.

You see... This particular laptop is a dual GPU model... With an Intel HD 4600 running most of the time and an Nvidia GTX 950M that can take over if needed.

First, the Intel GPU is one hardware revision short of proper vulkan support, so running Proton for Windows gaming on Linux on it is... Some what questionable. It isn't what I'd call fast either.

The Nvidia GPU has full Vulkan support, but... You have two main issues... The drivers and getting applications to utilize the GPU when needed.

By default, they use the Noveau drivers, which does technically work, but runs like a car stuck on first gear... And I'm not sure if the switchover works at all. It will catch up eventually, but it could be years.

The proprietary GeForce drivers are fully functional, but unless something changes in later drivers, I'm stuck with the older Proprietary Kernel hooks... Which makes addressing the GPU more complicated than it should be. And while there are official Open Source Kernel hooks now, they only work for newer Nvidia GPUs.

The proprietary kernel hooks cause all sort of problems... Like it makes updating more complicated, the system isn't as fine tuned or integrated together as it should, and more. That also leads into the other annoyance... Optimus support.

As I can't address the secondary GPU directly, I have to use a supplied tool known as prime to get it to work... And as simple as Prime-run application-name might sound, it can be a hit or a miss.

Oh and I can't just run an up to date version of Ubuntu or Linux Mint either... Since the kernel version they use doesn't like my wifi adapter... And even more frustrating is that it's like one version number off from being compatible.

Otherwise, it just shuts off after a few minutes... Gotta be 5.9 or greater, but they use 5.8 by default.

To make it even more annoying, the new Wayland window manager requires the Nvidia drivers to be set to 550 or higher... And those use 530ish by default.

I mean, the Noveau drivers do have Wayland support, but as I said... Stuck on first gear.

KDE on Wayland feels very comfortable to me, but... I have no idea how to address the secondary GPU reliably...

No idea if the backlight on the keyboard is gone because it's old or some sort of Asus firmware shenanigans.

I mean, it's ten years old at this point... And keeping this thing running is all I can afford unless some miracle happens.

#enigmaincrimson #ooc

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g-enuine42 · 7 months

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MADDOX OWEN RAE

Him

I wonder if I'll be brave enough today to finally talk to her.

I can see her right now over my laptop screen. I don't want to stare for too long though. Wouldn't want the rest of the people in here thinking I'm some creep. I'm sure I'm already giving off "bad boy" vibes. Whatever. My face might be pretty dead set but I like to think I'm a big softy. Most don't get to close to actually find that out though.

Anyways, she's busting her chops at the moment. One customer after another. Crazy. Even at 5pm, people still want to order Ventis and Trentas of caffeine filled drinks. Not my cup of tea.

Literally. I'm sipping chamomile.

She makes brewing look so effortless though. It's pretty inspiring to watch. God knows I wouldn't be able to manage all those orders alone. I'd probably run out the back by now but she's here everyday, working 1pm to 6pm, never once taking a break.

I swear, I'm not a stalker. I just come here to do some quick meal planning and clear my head.

And slowly get my courage up to make the first move.

Oh shoot! She just glanced this way!

Have I been here longer than usual today? Was I scolding too hard? She's probably gonna tell her co-worker that the 6'1, Black haired, Black fit, Piercing Blue eyed, back booth loving guy is watching her again tonight. Gosh. I have to speak up or this is never going to work. She'll never want to talk to me if I only lurk in the background.

Live a little Mad!

Stupid nickname right?

Yep. Whispering to her co-worker at the moment. Sometimes I wish I could kick myself. Eyes, lock onto your screen please! I hate that I can't just...do it, you know? Some guys make it look so easy. It's not. Especially when she's as gorgeous as the Golden hour itself. I want to not make a fool of myself. I want to do it right. But I need to find some serious courage first.

Maybe I should have gone with a coffee.

Her

He's back here again tonight. I'm starting to wonder if he's watching me. I'm not one who's quick to conclude things. I don't just want to judge him by his looks alone.

And boy does he have looks.

Seriously, any girl with eyes could see he's a total hottie. Honestly, it's the crystal clear eyes for me. How is someone blessed with eyes like those?

I have to focus though. My shift ends in 20 minutes. Praise God. I dig the fast pace and having plenty to work with but my feet hurt nevertheless. I've been working here for the past couple of months now and I think it may be time for a new pair of work shoes. That can wait till the weekend though. For now, I think I'm going to crash once I get home. Maybe lay around with a bag of barbecue chips and watch more of my show. I've earned it.

I do wonder though if the dude is purposely looking at me or not. I can't read his face very well from here but from what I've caught, he looks pretty pissed. Why would he be angry at me though? It doesnt make sense. Again, I'm not one to judge a book by its cover but I also don't want to act totally oblivious and end up getting bodied. A girl's got to be cautious. Even if he's really nice to look back at.

Or look right at up close! Oh gosh!

Him

I'm staring right down at her. I somehow made it to the counter but honestly I didn't plan this far ahead in my mind. Crap! What now? Breathe. Open your mouth and say something!

"...hi."

I'm doomed.

"Oh...um. Hello."

Or maybe not?

I don't know exactly what pushed me but I'm here in front of her and she responded. One point!

"So um...I've been coming here quite often um...recently and I...uh..."

Definitely doomed. Line, hook, and my whole ship's a major sinker.

"I noticed you...don't drink much coffee at all."

Her

I don't drink much coffee? What was this guy talking about? And here I was thinking he was getting ready to absolutely go Karen on me. But no. Instead...instead his face looks pretty pink. Totally pink actually. Even his ears are pink! That's actually really cute.

"I don't drink much, yeah. You're right. But um...is that a problem?"

"No! Not at all!"

My apperant Dark Asthetic Stalker actually is getting more red in the face!

"It's not a problem! I just...I really just wanted to...uh...start a conversation."

Again, totally cute. My heart is racing at the moment. I like this immensely soft spoken, unsure side of guys.

Him

She's smiling now. She's smiling up at me. Did I do something right then?

"So...you wanted to talk with me? I'm down to talk. What's up?"

Oh wow, I'm going to die. She was already so pretty and now she's absolutely glowing.

"I want to get to know you."

Finally my voice is firm.

"I know you don't know me at all. And I totally get it if you slap me and continue on with your shift but I needed to say that to you. I wanted to say that for weeks now. I want to get to know you better and take you out on a date."

Whoa. Breaks dude. Give her a sec to think.

I know my face is probably so flushed at the moment but who cares. I finally said it. I finally asked her out. Holy crap. The pounding in my chest is insane but in the best way possible.

Her

I can't believe it. He just asked me out. Me? Why? This is crazy.

"Well uh...You're right. I don't know you at all. I'm not interested in slapping you also. That's wild. Can you...give me until the end of my shift? We can talk more then, ok?"

*Shift End*

Him

I've been sitting in my booth, waiting for her like she asked. I'm still ecstatic, even though she hasn't even given me a solid answer yet. I told her. I really told her.

"Sorry for the wait"

She's sitting across from me and I can't help but let out my stupid upsidedown smile. Good thing everyone else has left by now. I hate showing it normally but with her...it's more than alright.

"You're totally fine. I still can hardly believe I talked with you. Even that I'm still talking to you now is crazy!"

She's laughing a little and wow she makes me want to laugh too.

"You know, I was just thinking how cold and moody you looked from behind the counter. You don't act like that at all though."

"I normally get that. This resting face is a burden I must carry on my own."

"It's not really a burden...it's actually...pretty nice up close."

Que the fireworks. This girl has totally won all my attention.

"So...about that date?"

I give it a second. Two.

She's smiling again. Oh man, she's smiling big. That look in her eyes could send me to the moon and back, asap.

"I'm going to say, it's a yes. I think I'd like to know more about what makes those blue eyes sparkle."

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So I got my new laptop all up and running and after that I felt comfortable wiping and reinstalling the OS on my old laptop. It's a purple HP stream which has been running on Ubuntu 16 for like eight years or something. The touchpad has always been weird, so I've had tap-to-click disabled for pretty much that entire time, which made it work fine until recently when a) touchpad motion started glitching and I had to keep finding new ways to get it to reset and start behaving reasonably and b) the left click button started to wear out, probably from overuse, and stop registering clicks. So I was like "oh this machine is wearing out, it's on its last legs anyway, it's time to replace it" and anyway I like having a backup laptop that still mostly works, and the pink HP stream no longer counts because I killed its battery. I should hand that one in for recycling soon.

For a while I've had it in my mind that my next laptop was going to be a framework one, and maybe I could make it last longer because of the repairability factor. What actually triggered the purchase was the fact that the purple HP stream stopped getting updates for firefox on 16 LTS, and its specs are too low to upgrade to a later version of Ubuntu Desktop. Then the streaming services started refusing to work on the old firefox version.

The framework 13 model I built is great for streaming! The extra power really helps it stay smooth.

Anyway once I had that all set up and working, I looked at my old machine and was like "okay upgrading straight to desktop 22 is not going to work on this colorful toy of a laptop so I am going to try wiping the whole thing and replacing it with Ubuntu mate 22."

Well, now tap to click works fine, so the button wearing out is not such a big deal! There must be better drivers or something.

I chose a minimal install to save space, loaded most of my old files back on but no music, and I have 9gb remaining that I can choose what to do with. I could probably get both GIMP and LibreOffice on here, but the problem with that is then I start producing files. LibreOffice files are probably fine but GIMP ones can eat the space fast. I'm going to skip rhythmbox and do all audio things on my new laptop for now. I think I'll wait on the other downloads until I find I want them. It'll probably come up soon.

I downloaded redshift, because mate doesn't seem to have the night light utility that desktop 22 comes with, but it's not working. I might try and figure out how to fix it or I might just suffer through the blue light. It depends.

Anyway I think this purple one is going to stay as my default writing and fiddling around on the internet laptop for a while yet, so I can save the new one for streaming and other more processing intensive activities. Today I was watching a stream on discord on the new laptop and chatting about it on the old one! That was nice.

I've been too busy to write what with computer issues and helping my friend move, but it seems like those things have involved enough creativity to keep me from going bonkers so far! Still, I'm going to try to set aside some time for writing tomorrow after work, especially if I can't get any done the rest of tonight.

#irl adventures #tech

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The Writer's Strike - Part Two

"As the present now will later be past The order is rapidly fadin’ And the first one now will later be last For the times they are a-changin"

Bob Dylan - The Times They Are A-Changin’

People today go to the local Saturday Market and happily pay much higher prices for homemade jams, fresh farm eggs and organically grown vegetables - all from local craft farmers.

150 years ago, this was the way many non-farmers got their food.

How many little local farms would you need scattered in and around New York City to make this work today?

How about Chicago, San Francisco, Miami and El Paso(tumbleweed farms)?

What's that word? Oh yeah, PROGRESS.

Generations of farmers lost their farms and their livelihoods. There was no national outcry because no one even noticed - it was a slow train coming. And the food was good, cheap and convenient.

Seemingly overnight the whole of America changed from an agricultural to an industrial based economy.

It was the same with horse drawn buggies and buggy whips. It took a lot of highly skilled artisans to make fancy buggies and quality whips. Mostly gone now. Buggy and wagon makers moved into the auto industry. Our grand parent's dogs probably ate all those horses.

Unfortunately, the whip makers mostly just got screwed.

Maybe they should have unionized in 1910 and walked off the job to demand their trade be protected. They had some power at that time.

If they had, each and every car sold today would have a buggy whip in the trunk - mandated by the Federal Trade Commission.

They do still make buggies and buggy whips - but they probably sell most of them to the Amish.

Listen to most of today's pop music. Many of the instruments and especially the rhythms and drums are computer produced. Often even the singer's not-so-great vocals are auto-tuned by a computer.

Stage Production and Pyrothechnics are what sells out many arenas, not musicians. And often the audience watches their favorite singer lip syncing.

Studio musicians are being rapidly replaced by computer laptops and hi tech music generating systems.

Many years ago the Beatles stopped touring because most of their music could no longer be created live. The irony is that they could do it today thanks to computer technology.

Movies? All the blockbuster movies are made with a bunch of actors running around in front of a green screen and all the death and destruction(which sells out theaters) -

is made with computer graphics - much of which is supported by A.I.

News Organizations? More and more of the articles are written by Artificial Intelligence.

Deepcake (AI-powered content optimization web platform) recently took 34,000 images of Bruce Willis to create a Digital Twin to use in advertisements for a Russian Telecom company.

The BBC announced the production of a new Sci-Fi movie "Back To Eden" featuring James Dean - who died in 1955.

This will increase over time - 'cause it's all about the money. Whoever owns the rights to Elvis's digital self will make ludicrous amounts of money on new Elvis songs and movies.

A hundred and fifty years from now the blockbuster movie "Fast and Furious XXIIVII - Uranus Drift" starring James Dean and Marilyn Monroe (screenplay by William Shakespeare) will be directly streamed into our hybrid brains via a Google implant using 100% computer produced content via Artificial Intelligence - untouched by human brains.

OK, maybe instead you will be old school and pick up your they/them/unicorn BFF and space walk on down to that little coffee house with the ancient flat screen that is showing an independent film proudly advertised as, "WRITTEN, DIRECTED AND FILMED IN A REAL LOCATION AND ACTED BY REAL HUMAN BEINGS AND NOT EVEN THOSE (You can't tell the difference) HUMANOID/ANDROID/HYBRIDS!"

Those 'real' movies filmed in 35mm will still be there for you to enjoy. There will always be a retro/craft market. Just like Saturday Markets today. Maybe you can grab a bag of real popcorn costing 53 credits and not that synthetic computer printed popcorn costing 19 credits over at the sold out A.I. Cinamax.

But most of humanity will love their Google brain implants and will prefer to watch Dean and Monroe in hundreds of movies - always just as cool and beautiful as ever.

When the coal miners voiced their fear of losing their livelihoods, Presidential Candidate Byden offered some advice: "Learn to code".

This is even better advice for the writers since they already know how to type.

I feel for them.... I really do.... No wait....I don't.

They are the ones that have been pushing all the meaningless sex, genderbends, drugs, wokeness, America Hate and group think on us.

That's a big enough reason to feel nothing for the Hollywood special people demanding future job guarantees.

If you are one of those that do feel sympathy well, bless your heart.

But you know deep down you you can never stop progress, you can only delay it.

To misquote the scientist Michio Kaku when asked what should humans do hundreds of years in the future when A.I., running on Quantum Computers, far exceeds human capability and we are, in all probability facing extinction?

He replied with a smile, "Join them."

So one big uncaring yawn for the writers and Hollywood elites.

Well, except for those who were working on Season 2 of The Terminal List.

"Get those guys back on the job - STAT!"

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