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myfanfic-urfantrash · 2 months

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Brain went brrr on Frienships headcanon and reminded me that packs are a Thing™ in A/B/O so now my brain is brainrotting about how our boys' Friendo (when they're close enough as friends, gender dynamics don't mean squat) decided to declare to their bestie that they're a pack mate/family now.

I'm all about wholesome A/B/O tbh, nothing screams fluff than just platonic friends looking out for each other having all the cuddles in the world in cozy nests and then Friendo being hit with a sudden thought before declaring thou shall be my pack mate to the boys—

I went crazy and added basically everyone I've written for which means March gets to be part of the boys :P

I love wholesome :3

cw: omegaverse

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Lying there in the comfort of their shared nest everything is calm and content. There's no where they'd rather be and if anything came up it better be important because there is no way they're leaving this comfort surrounded by warmth, their mixed scent, and their dear friend. Just as their eyes begin to droop they're startled awake by a sudden declaration: "Thou shall be my pack mate."

Blade

Is silent at first before he melts further into the nest. He's a little unsure how to feel but he doesn't feel bad about the situation and grunts in response when they ask him if he heard them. He does worry about the future and their reaction to his inevitable death but they reassure him they'll stick with him till the end as pack mates do.

He's a bit quieter with his declaration but he's just as happy to become pack mates with them. He actually starts purring though it's just as quiet as his declaration. The mara doesn't bother him for quite sometime after becoming pack mates with them and their presence only seems to ease his pain even more.

Jing Yuan

Pretends to be asleep after their declaration but is truly freaking out. Pack mates are serious business so he's honored to be considered as someone to be their pack mate. Once he's done teasing them or rather calmed down enough he responds to their declaration in equal measure including the odd way they said it.

Eventually does go to sleep because of how exciting and comfortable everything is. He pulls them into his chest and curls around them purring in contentment.

Welt

Snaps out of his sleepy daze so fast it's like he took an espresso shot. He looks at them in shock and amazement before he asks them if they're sure they want to become pack mates with him. Gives them the cutest smile once they reassure him that they want to become pack mates with him and he agrees to become their pack mate.

He watches over them like he used to but everyone can see he's glowing with pride and happiness after becoming their pack mate.

Luocha

Teases them for their odd phrasing but he's happy of course, who wouldn't be happy to become someones pack mate after all? He agrees to be their pack mate without fuss and considers taking them on a trip to celebrate if they're not busy. It's a little hard for him to fall to sleep after they've made their declarations because he feels energized from the news.

His expression doesn't show much but he seems even more delightful to be around after this like a flower that's been freshly watered.

Dr. Ratio

Tells them that they're already pack mates considering their shared nest and all the other stuff they've done together. He does agree to become pack mates with them though he's a bit moody about it considering he had to make it verbally known to them. Now that he's more awake he grabs his knitting materials and begins to knit with shaking hands. He's got to get his overwhelming positive feelings out somehow.

He doesn't change too much after this but he does give them more handmade gifts and goes a bit easier on them when they've got some difficulties they have trouble solving.

Sampo

He...never expected this that's for sure. He's overjoyed honestly but he's taken aback considering his whole "shady" lifestyle. He does agree to be their pack mate though with some flare of his own.

After this he's a little more open about himself though it doesn't seem like much to others it's quite a bit for him. Definitely looks out for them should they ever get themselves into trouble, even if it's trouble he'd normally avoid.

Dan Heng

Confused by their wording but he's happy he really is he's just still tense from his past where he knew he had a pack but things didn't end so well for them. A little reassurance goes a long way in easing his worries and he agrees to be their pack mate though he's still anxious.

Looks out for them much more diligently than before but he does ease up if they ask, he's just worried is all. Has a noticeable kick in his step from the joy he feels knowing he's got a pack.

Caelus

Has the biggest dumbest grin you could imagine when the words register in his brain. He's so glad that they've chosen him to be his pack mate and agrees without hesitation. It's hard for him to fall asleep and might want to burn off some energy because he's overwhelmed with joy.

Looks after his new pack mate with pride and a little hop in his step. Everyone can tell he's they're pack mate and how much it means to him.

March 7th

At first she questions them about their oddly archaic language before what they said kicks in. Practically screams from how excited and happy she is. Tackles her new pack mate and hugs them as tightly as she can without hurting them.

She's never had a pack mate before- at least as far as she can remember- so she's pretty excited and touched to be chosen as her best friends pack mate. After that she'll take a celebratory photo of them in their shared nest and declare right back that they're her pack mate as well.

#honkai star rail a/b/o #honkai star rail x reader #blade x reader #jing yuan x reader #welt x reader #luocha x reader #dan heng x reader #march 7th x reader #caelus x reader #sampo x reader #dr. ratio x reader

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songonthewind · 1 year

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Big Glass Onion Knives Out spoilers below, do not read if you haven't seen the movie!

Analyzing *that scene* at the end of Glass Onion

Someone has probably already talked about this, but the glass smashing scene! I cannot stop thinking about that scene because of how it DIRECTLY parallels Miles's speech about being a disruptor.

"If you want to shake things up, you start with something small. You break a norm, or an idea, or a convention, some little business model. But you go with things that people are kind of tired of anyway."

Miles has a giant room full of glass statues. Hell, his big fancy dome is called the Glass Onion, so easly breakable with all of its glass panes. He has a lot of it and it would all be so easy to knock over and destroy with one wrong step, and we see Peg almost do just that very early on.

And when Helen starts grabbing them and smashing them? Miles laughs. To him, she is a small, insignificant person who thinks she can get back at him by smashing some (probably very expensive) sculptures. But they don't actually matter - he can always buy more. They will always be replaceable. But she doesn't stop.

"Everybody gets excited because you're busting up something that everyone wanted broken in the first place. That's the infraction point."

The others start to cheer her on. They want these broken too. They wanna do something that makes them feel a little better, like they've gotten back at Miles a little bit. So they cheer her on and then they join in. They smash glass and cheer and you can tell that they're having a lot of fun with it.

Does it help anything? No. Does it change the fact that they've turned their back on Andi and Helen? No. Does it actually do anything to screw over Miles or reject the conditions of his monetary support? Nope.

It's just a bit of fun for them to take the edge off.

"That's the place where you have to look within yourself and ask, 'Am I the kind of person who will keep going?' Will you break more things? Break bigger things?"

They've had their fun, hell, even Miles partook and smashed the cup he was holding because none of it fucking matters.

But Helen keeps going. She doesn't stop at the statues. She pushes.

"Are you willing to break the thing that nobody wants you to break? Because at that point, people are not gonna be on your side. They're gonna call you crazy. They're gonna say you're a bully. They're gonna tell you to stop."

They tell Helen to go easy, to calm down.

She smashes the piano and you can see they're all concerned. Birdie comments that she thinks the piano belonged to Liberace. The glass statues were fun, but this piano is important and how dare you break it.

She smashes the bar cart and everyone is getting more worried. Miles is getting mad. He tries to bargain with her, asks her what she wants because now he's upset, Helen has taken things farther than she was supposed to.

And then she takes the lighter and sets it ablaze.

They tell Helen to stop, to wait. They tell her enough, that she needs to be done now because they're uncomfortable. They had their fun and didn't sign up for anything meaningful to actually happen.

Even your partner will say, 'You need to stop.'

The line about your partner is the only one that doesn't hold true.

Blanc was Helen's partner in all of this and he was the one who told her to keep going, he was the one who handed her the solid hydrogen, who told her to remember why her sister walked away, and by doing so gave her the green light (even though she didn't need his permission) to burn it all down.

"Because as it turns out, nobody wants you to break the system itself. But that is what true disruption is. And that is what unites all of us. We all got to that line and crossed it."

Helen finds the line - she throws the Klean fuel and everything explodes in their faces.

And then the ultimate crossing of the line, their horrified faces as they realize what she is about to do as she lunges for the Mona Lisa and it goes up in flames. Nobody wants you to break the system and everyone is terrified when you do.

Helen crosses the line, burns Miles's whole empire down in the process.

All of Andi's friends just reshaped the systems to serve themselves.

Helen is the only one of them who ever crossed a meaningful line.

#glass onion spoilers #glass onion #glass onion analysis #knives out spoilers #mine

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wordsbymae · 1 year

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omg this was SO GOOD, dear author😭 the jealous person not realising that they're in reality only helping farmer to make mousey his spouse. how would the visit at farmer's home go? surely little mouse must see that farmer's house is a lot better than their dangerous little home. they will have everything they want here, somehow farmer suddenly have so many amazing products to make pastery that little mouse couldn't afford. and if that doesn't work? surely mousey isn't so heartless to leave him all alone on this huge farm? he has so much work, they surely doesn't want him to overwork himself to death. 😩

and if you don't mind dear author, can i be 💫 anon?

Thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I did update the ending very slightly, just changed some wording but nothing too crazy. That's exactly what I was going for! Before this happened the reader was on edge with the farmer. They could tell, even subconsciously, that he had less than honest intentions. But with this whole situation they were forced into his arms, he stood up for them, protected them, practically admitting to being in love with them. It sends mouse right back to when they would wait by their mailbox for him to drive past so they could wave good morning to him or how they would rebake something over and over again just so it was perfect for him. The love-sick puppy in them is back with a vengeance.

I see mouse being in his truck with his denim jacket on, his scent enveloping them as they use the cuffs to wipe their nose or their eyes. (And if you're like me, can you imagine it being too big or long? and just being dwarfed in it?). The farmer is still a bit uncomfortable, neither has said anything since they got in the car and clearly mousey is still very upset. He does use this time to think of a plan. He was expecting a struggle or even a fight to get his little mouse in his arms. If he was a forgiving man would thank that cruel person for driving mouse into his arms. But he was not, so you can imagine what's gonna happen.

They finally arrive home (and because I am committing), his two working dogs run out from behind the house barking and yapping. Reader's met them before and loves them to death so they practically jump out of the truck to say hi to them. The farmer just grumbles cause he wanted to open their door like a gentleman :(

Pancho and Lefty are so excited to see Mouse again. They've been gone too long! Of course, they have ulterior motives and start sniffing around to see if they bought their favourite peanut butter doggy treats Mouse makes themself. They huff when they don't smell them.

"They ain't lap dogs you know, they're working dogs and you spoil em too much" the farmer sooks, walking over to the three of you. He wants all your attention :(

"Don't listen to him. your daddy is being a meany. You deserve all the love and attention and to be spoilt rotten, 'cause you're both my handsome boys, the bestest boys ever" you whisper, patting the two kelpies.

Daddy? now that's something he likes the sound of maybe one day he can make you a momma (or not! I know EXACTLY where I want it to go but I know not everyone is into all that. )

either way, he's calling you inside with a frown on his face. He deserves to be your handsome boy, your bestest boy ever, not those two butt lickers outside.

You give a small sigh when you come inside. You've never been inside his house before. You wanted to, desperately, but he just never invited you in. Now you're sitting on his bed in his jacket, while he looks through his closet. It's only 10am in the morning but clearly, he's expecting you to stay the night cause he's grabbing house clothes/pj's for you. An old shirt of his and some old boxers. He hopes to god you don't notice the hole in the back of the boxers where he can see your underwear.

You try and tell the farmer that you're only planning on staying a little while (until you stop crying at the drop of a hat) but as soon as you say it, lightning strikes. The sky darkens and the wind howls.

"You ain't going nowhere while it's storming like this"

"I live like a minute-"

"I don't care, your staying"

So you stay the night.

Only to wake to your house burnt to the ground. Luckily everything important and your own bedroom are in an offshoot of the cottage where the fire didn't spread to. But the main bulk of the house is ruined.

But thank goodness the farmer is more than happy to let you stay at his till you find somewhere else.

However, it's really hard to find an appropriate house in such a small town and large county, but the farmer is more than welcome! Just stay with him! Rent free! Just keep cooking like you do and you can stay for as long as you would like.

This man is desperate for Mouse to be his little spouse. So you can bet your bottom dollar he starts treating them as such (murder, manifest, manipulate). Coming in after a long day and practically begging for a massage, cooing to his darlin' how they have magic hands, how he's so lucky to have them, how he would be lost without them cooking for him, taking care of him, making sure he ain't working himself to death.

After a few months he's got reader trained and everything, got them rubbing his shoulder (and feet, ew), packing him lunches for when he gets stuck outside, doing his laundry, sewing his clothes, fussing over him and treating him like a little homemaker would.

But then Mousey is talking about another little cottage down the way that's selling, how they don't wanna be in his hair anymore. How he probably wants his own space back. That's when he lays it on thick. Going on and on about how they can't leave the farm, Pancho and Lefty are going to miss you too much, how he'll probably starve without you, how he'll be so lonely without you.

So you stay, of your own accord. Which is really lucky for you, cause plan b stands for Plan Barn.

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Of course, you may! I'm on my laptop at the moment, so may I call you anon Nova as well?

#farmer yandere #yandere farmer #gn reader #yandere x reader #farmer oc #nova :)

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heytherejulia · 2 years

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Dress ~ Tom Holland (+18)

pairing: tom holland x fem!reader

word count: 2,6k

summary: your relationship with tom based on 'dress' by taylor swift

warning: smut, swearing, self harm, mental health issues, angst but ending with fluff

Our secret moments in a crowded room

You were standing on the opposite side of the crowded room from Tom. He looked handsome. He always does. It wasn’t anything extraordinary, just a plain white buttoned up shirt and some black jeans. Yet he’s never looked better. You looked into his direction and he caught your eye. You saw the flicker of happiness and lust in there. You saw the faintest smile he gave you. You raised your glass slightly in his direction. He understood. So did you.

They've got no idea about me and you

No one knew about your relationship. Not even his brothers. Not even your best friend. People had no idea about anything that’s been going on between the two of you for more than a year now. You don’t even remember why exactly you decided to keep it low key but after some time you realized it’s more thrilling that way. It was only yours. Yours to cherish, yours to keep, yours to grow. You felt his eyes on you. You knew exactly what was going on in his mind right now. But no one else besides you did. They were clueless.

There is an indentation in the shape of you

Made your mark on me, a golden tattoo

You still felt the shape of his body on you, feather-like touches, kisses, marks that went from your sternum to the inside of your thighs. It felt like he imprinted himself on you. You still could recreate the exact path that his fingers and tongue made through your body. No one could see that but for you it was like a golden tattoo. The most perfect one. When he looked at you that way your mind was replaying that exact night over and over again completely against your will. That’s the exciting indentation he left on you.

All of this silence and patience, pining in anticipation

The party was dying down but there still were few of Tom’s closest friends. You were closer to him than during the rest of the night yet still could only look at him in silence. You were waiting for everyone to leave and you were patient. You laughed at Harrison’s jokes and drank beer with Harry. You played beer pong with Tuwaine and Sam. And then there it was. Silence. The guys were either too drunk or too tired to party and definitely too spaced out to see the pining and anticipation between the two of you. You waited for boys’ night to end only for yours to start.

My hands are shaking from holding back from you

Tom sat next to you on the sofa. His knee was touching your thigh and you were going crazy. You wanted to touch him so badly. To kiss him right in the middle of his living room. Just hold his hand that was so close to you. You looked at your hands on your lap and realized they’ve been shaking from using all of your will to not touch him in front of all of his closest friends.

All of this silence and patience, pinning and desperately waiting

It was almost four am and you were desperate, you wanted them to go so bad. But you were patient. You were sitting in silence next to Tom and looking at boys lazily saying drunken shit. You looked at Tom. I need you. Longstare. I know. You knew for certain that you were pinning over him. That you were desperately waiting to feel his hands all over your body.

My hands are shaking from holding back from all this

You were trying so hard to not give away your relationship. You were doing so great so far and still no one knew so you couldn’t blow it off just now. You should definitely go to heaven just for your strong will. But you were so excited about everything waiting for you on the other side of his bedroom door. Your hands were shaking when you looked at boys getting ready to leave. They were still shaking when you gave some lame excuse for why you couldn’t go back to your flat and closed the door after all of them. They were shaking when you were cleaning the living room knowing that Harry is gonna come back cuz he forgot his phone. He always does that when he’s drunk. They were shaking when he left the flat for the second time in the last twenty minutes.

Say my name and everything just stops

‘Y/N’

Everything stopped. The shaking, the pinning, the anticipation around the two of you.

You looked at him. He was your star. Your sun. Your moon.

‘Come here, I hate when you’re so far’

He was slightly drunk and you were aware of that. So were you but that didn’t stop you to push him on the couch and straddle his lap. He kissed you with love and lust and you felt that he’s as excited about the rest of the night as you were. His hands wandered around your body tracing new paths underneath his fingers.

I don't want you like a best friend

You broke the kiss to look at him.

‘I don’t want you like a best friend’

‘Hell, I hope you don’t, darling cuz all the things I’m about to do to you would make a friendship rather awkward,’ he said with a hint of laughter in his voice. ‘But I do think you’re my best friend. Just a different type of friend.’

‘You have a lot of friends like me?’

You knew he didn’t but you wanted to tease him, to make him all worked up like you were throughout the whole night.

‘I have a lot of friends but neither of them are you. You’re special.’

You kissed him again and took his hand to lead him into the bedroom. He smiled at you. You winked at him. You both knew.

Only bought this dress so you could take it off

He sat at the edge of the bed and took a long look at you.

‘I like your dress’

You smiled cuz the dress was bought for one reason only.

‘Only bought this dress so you could take it off.’

You saw the glint of something raw and wild in his eyes before he kissed you again. Tongue and all.

Take it off

‘Take. It. Off.’ You whispered into his lips and then reattached your lips with his.

He moved his hands to the back of your dress to look for the zipper. When he didn’t find it he smirked at you.

‘Do you feel very attached to that dress?’

‘Not really’

Then Tom grabbed both sides of the slit of your dress and ripped it out of your body.

‘Wow. It was an expensive dress.’

‘I’ll buy you another one.’

Carve your name into my bedpost

Tom started kissing the inside of your thighs teasing you. You grabbed his hair and pulled him closer to your lips. You kissed for a while fighting for dominance and you knew he let you win. You gasped when he pulled your panties aside and slipped his fingers inside you. Meanwhile his lips were tracing around your breasts and belly.

You tried to muffle the moans and gasps with the palm of your hand but Tom used his free hand to pull it from your mouth and lay your joined hands next to your head. He sped up his movements just to bring you closer to the climax.

He lined his cock with your entrance and started moving. After some time Tom flipped you so you were on top. You started moving slowly to get used to the position.

‘You carved your name into my bedpost, love’

You moved your hips in different ways to tease him a little and heard his silent moans and groans.

Tom took over and set the pace. You were both panting messes. He changed the position one more time before you reached your climax. After a moment you felt that Tom came as well. He gently pulled out and lay down next to you. A moment of silence was only broken by your labored breathing.

Inescapable, I'm not even gonna try

You were laying next to Tom and thinking about all of these times when you felt this sensation, the force that's been pulling you to him. You remembered all the times when you almost kissed, almost made it to one of your flats. You tried so hard to resist but the connection was too strong. You could only try to escape but you knew it was inescapable.

And if I get burned, at least we were electrified

All the reminiscing reminded you about all those people who warned you not to get involved in anything that included Tom Holland. You still didn't exactly know why. Maybe the rumors, maybe the jealousy, maybe real concern about your well being. So many people, close to you and not, felt obligated to tell you how much of a bad idea it was, to get together with a celebrity. And you would be damned if you weren't aware of everything that came with being in the flash of cameras. One night, after the casual barbecue, in which you introduced Tom to your family as your friend and your grandma said you should be careful or else you'll get burned, you realized that even if that's the case at least you were electrified.

'Hi, love,' a little kiss on the forehead brought you back to reality, 'wanna take a bath?'

I'm spilling wine in the bathtub, you kiss my face and we're both drunk

You were sitting in a tub for at least an hour now, you drank another bottle of wine and you both were definitely drunk. You leaned against his chest and enjoyed the peace of the moment until Tom started talking about his new project and you got so excited you started spilling wine in the bathtub. He smiled at you and gave your face around a hundred small pecks.

'You're so bloody perfect.'

Everyone thinks that they know us, but they know nothing about

'You know, all of those people, your fans, your family, my family, your friends, my friends, they all think that they know us as us.'

'What do you mean?'

'It's just, they're making assumptions about our relationship, stating their opinions about it. They think they know everything about us but in reality they know nothing about.'

Flashback when you met me

You went back with your mind to the day when you and Tom met. It was some kind of pub quiz night and he and his mates were participating. You had a rough day at work and needed to unwind a bit so you went out for a drink. You were watching closely Tom's team getting crushed but it was all good fun. He caught your eye and saw you laughing your ass at him and made a fake offended face at you. You blushed but raised your glass in his direction. He smiled. So did you.

Your buzzcut and my hair bleached

It was some time after filming Cherry and way before his hair came back to their usual length. He really looked good with the buzzcut. It was also around the time when you decided to bleach your hair and it sure as hell wasn't the best decision you've ever made. You ruined your hair and it took a while to get them back to a better condition. Yet Tom really liked your hair and you're still amazed by it.

Even in my worst times, you could see the best of me

You had a lot of shitty times in your life. A lot of them during your relationship with Tom. You had your fair share of meltdowns, mental health issues, dramas with your friends, hard times with your family, changed your job at least every two months, and was close to really hurting yourself by not taking good care of your health. You were a terrible person and a terrible partner, you know you’ve been constantly hurting him all over, you've been scared, you’ve been pushing him away every time he tried to help and he still was able to see the best of you in those times. Still could bring your old self to the surface for at least a little while.

Flashback to my mistakes, my rebounds, my earthquakes

You made a lot of mistakes at the beginning of your relationship, you remember every hurtful thing you said to Tom, every baseless accusation, every moment when he was nothing but a sweetheart and you were a total bitch. You remember him being by your side when you were trying to overcome your anxiety and kept failing, every time he was there forcing you into coming back to healthy habits instead of slowly draining yourself. You remember that he never called you a failure even when you got fired from three jobs in a row, even when you almost completely lost touch with your family.

Even in my worst lies, you saw the truth of me

And you lied, you lied so many times. About your mental health, about your work, about your self destructive behaviour, about everything that included you feeling like a screw up. You kept lying and it was harsh and unfair to Tom, and you were a shitty girlfriend, you were toxic and needed help. But he still saw the truth in you.

And I woke up just in time

And you knew Tom was so close to snapping, so close to ending things and you woke up just in time to get help, just in time to keep him by your side, just in time to make your relationship better, just in time to apologise and make it up to him.

Now I wake up by your side

You suddenly woke up from your slumber and realised that your conscience was reminding you about all the drama in your life. You were so caught up in the unpleasant memories, your thoughts, your mind was so far away that you almost flinched a little when you felt Tom’s hand slipping under your shirt. His touch brought you back to reality. Now you’re in a better place. You both are. Now you wake up by his side. Every day.

My one and only, my lifeline

He leaned a little to your ear to whisper good morning and kiss your earlobe. You turned in his arms to face him and just looked at his face. He was so beautiful, so perfect in every aspect. You snuggled into his neck and kissed his pulse point a few times. You stayed in bed like that for some time until Tom tried to get up. You cuddled closer to stop him.

‘I’m gonna make us breakfast, love.’

‘Not hungry, just want to lay with you.’

‘Alright. We can lay some more.’

He kissed your forehead.

‘You’re my one and only, you know that, right?’

‘Yeah, I know, love. So are you, you know that, right?’

‘For real, Tom, I mean it, you're my lifeline. You saved me when no one even wanted to be near me. You fought for me, you picked my battles for me and never even wanted anything in return. I love you.’

‘I love you too. I don’t need you to repay me, you owe me nothing. You’re my girl, you’re my baby, you needed me and I was there for you. I always will be.’

You looked at him with tears in your eyes and whispered under your breath.

‘My one and only. My lifeline.’

#tom holland blurb #tom holland x reader #tom holland fluff #tom holland one shot #tom holland imagine #tom holland smut #tom holland x y/n #tom holland x you

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swiftscion · 17 days

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Diarmuid has arrived just in time, it seems.

With the return of an alum and her strange... "photo-artifex", excitement for the upcoming ball seems to be rising with the tide. When he stands watch in hallways, students' chatter reaches him - in the knights' barracks, too, people talk about dates and dances with an excited reverence. Their whispers are hardly hushed, and their excitement is contagious. A ball!

He is not the perfect-courtly prince he'd like to be, but he can't deny the allure of a ball. Would it be odd to go alone? This, he is unsure of, but he does not have to go alone.

It is late when he finds her. Against a fountain, her hair shimmers near-silver in the moonlight, liquid mercury. A soft smile is on his face as he takes a seat on the marble edge, the spray of water against his back.

"Larcei," he says, bearing her name like a gift, familiar-fond and near giddy. "I was wondering if you'd like to go to the ball with me?"

There is little uncertainty in his tone. He has known her and she has known him just like they've known the passing of years. The smile he gives her is a reliable-old thing, shined clear without a hint of rust.

"As friends, of course! Oh, but if you already have someone you're going with, I don't want to impose. You'll have to tell me about them, though, if that's the case!"

He folds his hands in his lap and waits, then, watching her face like a memory, taking her in as if she holds the world.

(Maybe she does.)

She wonders if she should take a quick dunk.

Larcei’s day has been a long one. It began with the rise of the early sun, and blazed on through her training, errands, and buzzing around her mother after class had ended. She poured her heart into everything she did, and for that reason, she has decided to take a break by nightfall.

Her arms are propped against the fountain, head held back in its warmth and slight-sweatiness. As her eyes begin to wander, they land on the surface of the water. Only stars glimmer in the reflection. It looks so… Cool. So refreshing. A small deliberation goes on in her mind, and she decides that on the count of three she’d treat herself to a splash. One, two-

‘Larcei,’

Fire toasts her cheeks as she turns to meet the sound of her own name. For a moment, she believes it to be one of her professors. Probably here to scold her for acting like such a child, and rightfully so. But Diarmuid’s familiar features draw a breath out of her, and with it she exhales much of her embarrassment. “Yo,” she greets, with a small wave–trying to act all cool-like.

He goes on, and she listens. But the mention of the ball brings back her discomfort. Her face begins to flare, fingers squeezing into a fist by her side. Is that… All she is to him? Are they not friends–have they not ever been friends? Has Diarmuid only ever seen him as a girl–a potential suitress waiting to be wed? Is he no better than the last guy that tried something like this?

(And seriously, could he have not picked a more romantic setting?)

But just as she is about to open her mouth to speak, he offers the rest. Her heart stills. The last few seconds have been a rollercoaster for her, so when she speaks her voice sounds rocky, like she had nearly gotten the wind knocked out of her, “Oh, that? I’m… Shocked you even heard about it. ‘Never pinned you as the kind to care about dancin’, y’know?”

She tries a laugh, but even that comes out awkwardly. “Sure, Diarmuid,” she finally just spits, knowing at her core that she wants and trusts him to take her. Anyone she grew up with shouldn’t even have to ask, actually. “I’ll come with. As long as you’re by my side though, I’ll make sure you have fun. Got it?”

Speaking sets things back into place for her. She wears a smile, and unfolds his arms by the wrist. The Sun is then whisked away by the Star, off to go to bed, off to endure the many preparations for their next meeting. They'll need matching suits and a plan of action and for Diarmuid to know how crazy the last few balls have been. But their conversation fades into the background.

The whole while, Larcei subtly shakes her head at herself. Who was she kidding? The guy’s got his head on straighter than most. If anyone is sensible enough to not make stupid mistakes in the name of love…

…Strangely, it’d be him.

#IC #ASKBOX #CHARMBLOODED #//MMMY GOOD OOMFIEEEEEEEEEEE DIARMUIDDDDDDD #//banging my pots and pans for the umptillionth time because I. LOVE. TIRNANOGGGGGGGGG #//cannot wait for them to do stupid shit at da ball #//also fuck you for that last AMBIGUOUS ASS line so i'm including one of my own

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help i remember being soo dismissive about lovely runner back when it was announced it all sounded so dumb to me the premise, the old title (not that this one is much better) the casting (pairing hyeyoon with a tall pretty guy significantly less talented than her? groundbreaking 🙄) but this was her first lead role since 2021 and they Did look good in the stills so.. when i tell you it is soo real to me rn i keep doing this thing where it takes me 2 hours to watch an ep bc i keep rewinding scenes.. and bws im so sorry for being mean to you 😔 that scene in the first ep where she runs to him at the pool and for a second he looks at her with something like recognition and i was like well this guy still can't act bc why would he recognize her if they don't know each other... anyways if someone had told me last year that i would be watching a jiwon drama at 1.5 speed bc of how badly it sucked and then counting down the days for something called lovely runner i would have laughed in their face

i feel like i sent this to myself in a lovely runner binge post haze bc this is literally everything i feel. this has been a true ride bc first off i adoooore hye yoon and it's been so disappointing to me that she didn't get the career push jae wook and rowoon have gotten since EY- or at least they've been more...visible? than her, when she was the heart and soul of that drama so it was exciting when they announced her casting for a new drama. only to find out everything abt it was one bad news after the other? idol fan romance PLUS bws PLUS true beauty writer like i had no hope for it to be any good. Literally everything abt this drama was set up to fail only for it to do the ultimate reversal its a bit crazy???

acting, music, writing(so far), overall production clicks and everything abt it is just so delightful. the biggest shocker to me is how they turned the idol fan setup into something not just watchable but actually something im invested in??? it's been a while since i've watched a show that left me feeling warm, the high school portion esp. is youth/high school romance kdramas at their best like when they're good they're GOOD. i can't wait for college era soljae the payoff is gonna be so good

this is a career performance for bws i have no idea if he's always been this good or if he just finally got a good character to have fun with like but he deserves the flowers here i genuinely thought hye yoon would be carrying this drama and he'd be there for eye candy but he's really pulling his weight and its impressive how believable he is as a teenager instead of just hamming in an adult in a uniform performance.

don't even wanna talk abt qot. boring as fuck, pje is a hack, cannot believe this is the highest rated kdrama rn but at least ji won got a boost from this that im praying she can parlay into better projects

#lr

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rcmvncv · 29 days

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HSHQTASK059: FAREWELL !

when did you join ? what made you join ? what do you remember from the plotlines that were current at the time ? where were you in life when you joined and where are you now ?

it was either a promo or an ad for ani's wc. either way the wc was a main reason ! i also wanted to use rosie so bad and she fit into the oranje-nassau look !!!! joce was so nice and after talking to her it was a no brainer kgjdbsgjkb

which characters have you written over the years ?

femke, inari, alexei, zahra/vita, marcello, henrique, asta (she lasted for a hot minute)

what is your favourite plotline that you've been part of ?

a plotline that kept me laughing was the last invasion and writing marcello's inner monologue. it was so much fun to write everything to have a double meaning depending on whether you knew the upcoming plot twist or not kgbsdjgb but i think annexei means the most to me, or at least the way it allowed me to shape alexei. alexei was the kind of character that surprised me every now and then. a special mention goes to the love triangle between samke and kris. i had never written and i have never written later, a cheating plot so i guess i'll drink to that akgbdsjg

what about other people's plotlines ?

i loved the lawn chair thing. it was so stupid and it inspired me a bit. i had struggled with muse and it sort of reminded me how fun rping was. but hmm... on a more serious note, it would have to be some event. possibly the monaco nye because the points game made it so wild and i loved every second of it. the threads were amazing and crazy ! one big plotline that i loved to read was the hungary-switzerland-italy thing. as a plot it wasn't the wildest, but i think we got some very interesting interactions out of it. i also love the milvente love child plotline. it became something HUGE. i gotta respect that. who is your favourite character from the ones you've played ? why ? what made you love them ? what made them so fun to write ?

if you could relive a plotline, which would it be ?

the middle of annexei maybe or the beginning of samke. during the middle of annexei, i think i learned to write a bit better and write about emotions. i realized how sad a man alexei was. it sorta broke my heart. samke for nostalgia. i can't believe how far they've come!

is there a plotline that you'd edit now if you could ?

hmmmmmm i think i'd try to write marcello more. i feel like the plot twist wasn't prepped properly. there was a lot of wasted potential.

what's a plotline you wish you would have been able to finish before closing or just write more of ?

i'm actually content. surprisingly. i think storywise i was ready for this. there wasn't much i could have given to femke or alexei. maybe i would have wanted one more thread with anya and alexei and have them either patch things up or at least reach some sort of a conclusion. aaaaand... one more huge group thread with the romanovs/russians, and one with oranje-nassaus. i really miss the olden days when we wrote the oranje-nassau siblings. they are my faves for their wholesomeness. the romanovs are precious for their complexity.

what is your favourite ooc memory ?

it honestly might be joining ? this sounds very cliche but the welcome i received was so warm. i've spent a lot of time chatting with joce, j, eve and julie. i have a hard time letting go of that part of hshq.

where can others find you if they want to get in touch ?

i think i'm retiring for good. i haven't logged on my other accounts in ages. this is it, i think :(

what else would you like to say ?

i hate goodbyes, i really do. like i said earlier, i have finished all of my stories so this feels like a good time to close the shutters. but it hurts. this really hurts because hshq and all of you are very dear to me and i wish i could continue laughing with you guys, get excited over threads, gasp at plot twists ! but you know what they say: it only hurts if it was good! and if there's something hshq was, it was GOOD!!!!! so insanely good!!!!!

#hshqtask059 #writing this hurt :(

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Honestly I don't understand the tension talking about the movie on here??? We knew it was going to be a seperate, non-canon imagining of the original origin story, and considering the time limit on it and the fact that it's made for new audiences, I think it was a very sweet story that really captured the heart of the original concept that made everyone so wild about the show. It was a different interpretation and it obviously changed a lot because of that, but I don't think some of the reactions I've seen on here are thinking about this the right way.

I've seen a lot of discourse on whether the movie or show was better, and I'm not sure the quality is even comparable. The movie is objectively higher budget and knew it was getting an ending, but it only had about an hour and a half. The show was very much going season by season for a while, and had a much more limited budget and ability to create a continuous story, but also had 5 full seasons to build everything up and help us know the characters and the lore.

I personally loved the movie, because it's what I thought Miraculous was going to be when I finished season 1 in 2016 and I loved that idea. But the show IS Miraculous, and it's given us so much more universe to expand on and so much more character that the movie didn't even touch.

Honestly? As someone who's been here since 2015, with all the hiatuses and uncertainty, how crazy is it that we got 2 DIFFERENT Gabriel arc endings within a month or so? Ladynoir and Adrienette? The chance to see how things would've been different over a different timeline (without a memory erasure)? The movie was a gift, with beautiful animation and music, and I am SO grateful to have that AS A COMPANION to the season 5 ending that handled things so differently. It makes me wonder what the show would've looked like if Jeremy Zag had handled the whole thing. But it doesn't make me love the show less, or be more critical of it than I already would've been.

Like idk about you guys but I loved this movie for the same reason I love the show and a really good fanfic; I'm just so feral about these 2 and their double life and love for each other. Are we really going to sit here and complain about another version of the same love story we've been retelling on AO3 for 8 years now?

This isn't salty, I just want to drive home the point that people have had valid complaints about Miraculous for years, but that at the end of the day it's exciting that we're getting new content with these kids. I think sometimes we fixate on being critical instead of enjoying the same story that captured our hearts so long ago because it was just SUCH a good idea, regardless of how it actually played out. Especially considering this movie isn't canon and has no effect on the ongoing plot of the show, it simply isn't that serious.

This isn't saying you can't dislike the movie. Of course you can dislike the movie. I'm more commenting on the people that are tearing the movie to shreds BECAUSE it's not the show, or who are pitting them against each other. They're different and that's okay. Please feel free to complain about both, because god knows they've given us plenty to complain about over the years, but you can make those complaints while keeping in mind that it's a seperate piece of media than the show that just happens to share characters.

Idk, if it really bothers you that much, just think of the movie as a hella high budget AU origins fanfic and call it a day. But me personally? I'll take every yearning look between these stupid kids that I can get.

#i swear this isn't salty or trying to start a fight i just want to be able to like a silly little movie AND a silly little tv show #ml spoilers #miraculous ladybug #miraculous awakening #miraculous movie

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"Be serious, guys," Blaine, the de-facto leader of their quartet, told them — mainly Syrah and Griffin. Saffron was actually working. "This is for charity."

Syrah, the de-facto goof-off, immediately spoke up. "There's no customers!"

"There may be customers."

"No customers." Syrah stuck out her tongue childishly. "C'mon, if you really want this carwash to sell, why don't you post about it on Instagram? Don't you have a million followers?"

"That would be dishonest." Blaine then added, "plus, my father controls everything on that. I can't just — post."

"Your dad sucks," Griffin said around a corndog. He was promptly ignored, as that was a topic Blaine was not ready to touch on. Ever.

Syrah scoffed. "Hmm. Alright, Blainey."

("Only I call him that!" Griffin piped up, in a tone similar to outrage. Again, he was ignored.)

"Okay, Pinocchio," Blaine returned snidely.

"Hey! I take offense to that!" Syrah gasped. "My curse and that puppet are completely different. I dunno, I think that was really rude and uncalled for."

"And what do those orphans think?"

"I—"

"Wow, Syrah. I can't believe you want orphans to die of starvation." Saffron wrung out a soaking-wet rag into a plastic bucket. "That's horrible."

"Would the orphans want me to die of boredom?"

"And do you want me to drop dead of annoyance?" Blaine snapped. "And then you go to jail, because you killed me?"

"I'm pretty sure annoying people to death isn't against the law," Syrah shot back.

"I suppose you'd be in jail then with a life sentence," Blaine told her, tsking. "Maybe it'd be better. You wouldn't steal all the muffins at breakfast then."

"Those muffins are free…!"

Blaine snorted. "Free of price, maybe. Just as you are free of morals."

"They're delicious," Syrah defended. "Maybe if you came to breakfast earlier with me and Saff—" ("Do not call me Saff.") "Then you could've got some. They've got a big ole basket of 'em, and do you really expect me to just take one? After I'm hungover and hangry?"

Blaine scoffed.

"You're a thief," he spat.

"It's free food. How am I a thief if it's free food—"

"EVERYONE! Will everyone stop talking about death, muffins, and general crimes?" Saffron asked. Demanded. "I have a bit of a headache, guys. My brain, it's very sensitive."

"Can we talk about this corndog?" Griffin, who was sitting down on a garbage bin and not doing anything of worth, piped up. "The mall down the road sells them! Blainey, we could go—"

"Work! We have work!"

Of course, Syrah could not just leave it at that. "I think we should form a union."

"We— we literally were assigned this by the teachers? You can't form a union." Then, Blaine sneered. "Especially not alone."

"Saffron would join me!"

"I would not."

"He wouldn't join you. He would join me. Against you and your orphan-hating agenda."

"I wouldn't join either of you."

("I wanna join!" Griffin yelled, always excited at the prospect of conflict. He was ignored. For the third time.)

"Hmmmm. It's so crazy how you're, like, ignoring the facts of the matter. Tyrant behavior, if you ask me."

Blaine opened his mouth, ready to respond when —

Suddenly, a splurt of cold, uncaring water splashed his face. And then kept spraying. For a good few seconds.

It couldn't have been Syrah — she, too, was screeching, high-pitched like a newborn baby or, perhaps, a shrieking demon. Whichever fit better.

(Which was the demon, for that matter.)

Nor could it have been Griffin, who was still eating that disgusting corndog and also too far away to grab a hose.

So, all evidence considered, and the water drenching him shook off, it had to have been…

"SAFFRON!"

The man in question only said mildly, "I. Have. A. Headache."

#i dont usually post my fics on ao3 anymore BUT. THIS GROUP.#needed to spread the word #cursed Princess Club #cursed Princess Club fanfic #cursed Princess Club fanfiction

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So I did not go to the market today. And while I'm sure it was the correct decision it gave me so much anxiety this morning that I was absolutely miserable. I am glad I made the decision I did. But it was not an easy decision to make.

I was very upset last night and me and James stayed up talking for a while. And eventually I calmed down enough and went to sleep. And it wasn't Pat's sleep. But I woke up and I still did not have any communication from the market. I still didn't have an address or anything. And I had worked myself up so much that my stomach hurts so bad and I was having waves of heat and I just didn't think I could handle going. It wasn't raining yet but when James got ready to leave I told them that I was not going to be going. I sent an email and just laid there.

I was very upset though. And a little after 9:00 the market ended up calling me. And saying oh did you have any questions is that why you were contacting us. Referencing the Facebook message. But I told her that I'd already sent her an email or whoever had access to the email, that I wasn't going to be coming today and that I was very sorry. I felt very embarrassed and I told her as much. And she said it was fine and that she hoped I felt better. And I hoped that everything would go okay with the ring coming later. That was a lot of it. It was just, it wasn't raining yet And I didn't know where we're supposed to go until a lot of anxiety was just all around it and it was going to be a very long day even if I did go. And I felt like not going reflected poorly on me. And I told her that I almost never cancel on these things and to forgive me and she said it was fine. And I wished her luck.

But it wasn't raining yet. So I felt like I was being stupid. I felt like I was being lazy and I just was filled with guilt. I texted James and Jess and both of them tried to make me feel better. But I knew the only way that I would be able to deal with my feelings was by accomplishing something.

So I had breakfast. I had half of the pumpkin roll that I got at the market yesterday. And then I got to work on the tubes that I had made. I am really glad that I had made that first one. I'm glad that he didn't work out in the ways that he did. Because now I really have a good idea of what does work. I ended up making four bears this morning and then James and me would finish four bears tonight. I didn't get the eyes or anything on until night time but just seeing their little bodies coming together was really awesome. And they don't take that long so I'm excited to have a variety of both them and my sewn ones. I would like to get a bunch of new someone's done this week as well. I have a new way of doing the fur ones that I'm going to try out. We'll see if they work.

I was very hungry though and there was nothing in the house that I wanted. What I really wanted was the comfort of a hoagie. That kind of nostalgic feeling that I have around them. And so I texted James and asked if there was anything that I could pick up so that the whole trip wouldn't be just about getting a sandwich. Because I have to go all the way out to the county to go to a Wawa. And they said that I could go grab a tote from Target so that we could have another one for our decorations. And that was a great idea. So I put on makeup to make myself feel a little bit better and I headed out.

I really loved my outfit. And I had the perfect amount of layers on. I would need to redy my boots later because they've gotten married scuffed but beyond that I felt very cute. And that raised my spirits a lot. I drove out and it wasn't raining too bad yet but it was drizzling. And I got my sandwich and I eat in the car. I listen to a really interesting podcast about a court case. And then drove over to the Target.

It was starting to rain more by then. I decided to go to Marshalls first and I parked in the middle but a kind of far walk from the doors because that parking lot is always crazy.

I had nice a time walking around the Marshalls. I ended up getting a body oil which is something I've been on the lookout for for a while. And I also got an eyeshadow that I might wear for the wedding. Me and eyeshadow have had a very strange relationship for in the last couple years. My eyes are so hooded that you can't really see it but it really does do something for me so especially for pictures I feel like it will look very nice. Just going to have to really work on creating a base and setting it so it doesn't increase so much.

The rain was picking up for sure and after I paid I went over to Target. And I do not like that Target but I did my best to not melt down like I did last time I was there. I was frustrated that there were so much stuff on the floors and everything was a mess. But I found everything that I was there for. And I got sweet pea a new cardboard house. This one is two levels and is a lot nicer than the last one I got. So hopefully he doesn't break it so quickly.

After I found everything I went to get in line and the line was very long. There was actually two lines: one for the self checkout and one for the only register that they had open. Some people were just not understanding that and making a fuss. But the lines were moving very fast at least for self checkout so I wasn't that concerned. I did notice that half of the self checkout registers were filled with people who had absolutely overflowing carts. But I paid for my stuff and I got out of there.

The rain was very happy at that point and I really just wanted to go home. By the time I left there I would get back here by 2:30 and then I had to leave here to go to the museum 3:30. So I headed back as quickly and as safely as I could. Sometimes the rain really was scary and was kicking up a lot it was hard to see. But I made it back here and everything was okay.

I spent most of that hour putting together sweet pea's new house. And as soon as I brought it in he was interested. He was smelling it and sitting next to it and I told him I would set it up in a moment. And then when I started setting it up he was already pulling on the scratch pads and sitting on it and jumping around and he was just so happy. I really had a nice time putting it together. This one had sticky sides and stickers to keep the edges together and I really appreciate that. But the first time I put it together I did put it together incorrectly so I had to take it apart and the sticky parts probably made that a little harder. But that is fine. it was worth it to see sweet pea so excited. I put some catnip on it and he was just losing it jumping around and biting it and sitting in it. And he's basically been sitting it all night. He is sitting with me now but he really does enjoy his little house. We won't get rid of the other one yet but we'll see if he utilizes it at all before we just commit to the one.

I got myself back together and went to the museum. It was raining again but it wasn't too bad. And I was looking forward to seeing some live jazz with James. They did end up moving the concert inside and I think that was really good it was a great decision. But they didn't put a sign or anything outside so I don't know if we would have gotten more people. But it was a good 10. And the concert was really nice. It was a little loud. But I enjoyed listening to the jazz music and I spend a lot of time just scrolling on my phone and was nice having the music to go along with that.

I ended up buying something for James for our wedding. Secret thing. And then James came and joined me. And we sat and listened. We had chatted with our boss for a little while and she had been on a walking tour today and apparently got soaked. So she didn't stay for the whole concert. But everyone who did come seem to a really enjoy it. And it was just a really nice time.

And then when the concert was over me, Phil, and James put all the chairs away. And I ended up walking around with the pianist explaining what some of the machines were in the big gallery. Keep is a very sweet guy. He was very animated while he played which is funny because James pointed out afterwards and he claims that it wasn't true. I love old guys.

I asked James what they wanted to do after we finish closing down the museum. And we decided we would go to the brass staff for dinner. And I'm really glad we did. It was nice to sit and talk and not be distracted by too many things. We were both a little distracted by our phones and a little distracted by the football game on the screen. But we talked a lot about what we're doing tomorrow with getting the rest of their outfit for the wedding and exchanging gifts with each other the day of. I'm voting for the morning before we separate but we'll see. I think that private moment might be nice before everything gets crazy.

And our waiter thought it was very funny that I was getting a sandwich called the brisket but with no brisket. It's just means it's a grilled cheese sandwich with a vegetables. And our meal was very good. And then we headed home.

My head really started to hurt. I think I was just very dehydrated. I honestly probably still am very dehydrated. But got back here and James and we worked on more bears. I taught them how to finish the edges so that I could focus on putting on the eyeballs. Because the backs that I have won't stay in the yarn so I have to use fabric glue around the edges of every single one so it takes another step. So James would stuff them and whip stitch them closed while I put on eyeballs and made kind of an assembly line. And I think they look so cute. Not all of them are perfect. The little black one is my favorite. But I'm glad we have a kind of a system now so I can knock a few more out. Ideally I want to have 10 more sound bears done this week, and maybe five more knitted bears. But we'll see. I am not working much this week. I'm not working at all this week honestly. I'm working next Sunday but I'm not scheduled it all this entire week. But that's okay. I can be focusing on getting the apartment cleaned up and getting ready for the wedding and whatever else I need to do. Just kind of taking care of myself as best I can.

I decided to take a bath and while I was deciding to do that Brandon came over so that him and James could watch their game of thrones spin-off show. I took a very nice bath and watched a scary video. And now I'm laying it back with sweet pea. There should be over soon and then we will go to bed.

Tomorrow me and James are going to go out to a bunch of consignment shops to look for a shirt and jacket and possibly vest for them for the wedding. We looked at a bunch of pictures earlier and I think we both have an idea of what there's going to look good. It's going to be a little hard because they're not going to actually be wearing the kilt at the same time so we're going to bring a swatch or fabric to see if we think they look good together. But I am looking forward to spending the day with James and I hope that it's just fun and go smoothly. And I hope that you all have a very good day. While it is going to be chilly out it still fun and cozy.

Have a nice night. Sleep good.

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7/10/23

I can practically see the monkey's paw slowly curling up an old, shriveled finger. All the research I did wasn't enough, my rats get into EVERYTHING. I spent nearly an hour just trying to lure a mob of them out from inside a previously very full cabinet I store snacks in so I don't have to run upstairs to the kitchen in the middle of studying. One little guy ripped open my favorite bag of chips and all the other ones came scurrying over to feast. I had to rearrange everything again after cleaning up all the crumbs, so fingers crossed the basement is actually rat-proofed this time. Even without them getting into things, they're not exactly litter trained. They've been marking their scent all over the place and I can't stand the smell. Needless to say, I've been busy to the point it's practically meditative.

Fortunately the intrusive thoughts that plagued me the last few weeks are finally lightening up, though I've still got the stress of school on my shoulders. I need to present a project idea for developing my thesis and I keep coming up empty. It's a huge several year long endeavor so I refuse to settle on something I'm not 100% invested in. My academic advisor offered a few suggestions, but I'm more stuck on the things they advised against.

They said neurology is insanely difficult to study and half the time people realise and try to back out, only to find they have to rush some other topic. Between that and my being much younger than my cohorts, they strongly advised against it. To be honest I kind of want to do it now just out of spite. Once things with the rats calm down, it'd definitely keep me occupied. I'll have to look into it more.

Might be kind of nice always having something important to do. At this point the less time I spend inside my own head, the better. I was thinking about talking to someone, but it's days like today that make me think otherwise. No big deal, it's not like I'm on a time limit to find someone.

Anyway, I'm taking another walk to decompress after a long day, and I deliberately stayed out long after the sun went down. It's nice being out after dark, almost no one else here but me and the chirp of crickets. It's funny; I love long summer days but can't hold back how much energy and excitement I have when the sun goes down. Call me crazy, but I swear the world smells different at night, too. I wonder if anyone else thinks so.

#journal entry 4

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rebelwhodoesntknow · 10 months

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I think Sena's voice has really improved over the years but yeah she was really young and inexperienced in Stars, I like her singing but it was definitely a little rough

I always wondered why they didn't release dolls!!! It's not like they releaased figures (except ones that were way too delicate for their target audience + too expensive), they really missed the mark there. Literally I would pay so much to hold a tiny version of the sweet dreams star pr are you kidding me?? 😭💗

Ahhh I actually really like Raki... I understand people dislking her 100000% because she DID like. Personally design her own Jeweling rare which is supposed to be purely made from magic, not designed by anyone, she designed her own star wings which can only be gifted by the system, same with the wings for her zodiac coord like Ichigo gen. So it's not just that she took most of her inspo from existing coords, she just kind of broke all the rules somehow and nobody in-show was like THATS IMPOSSIBLE????

But Idk I like her! I love her design, her voice actor (also voiced Wakaba) is great, I honestly wish she got more songs. I think it just made sense for her to be there. Even if Parade was just meant to get excitement + money back up for Planet's release, there was some love put into it for people who grew up with the series, and everyone kind of takes care of Raki. She's an excited kid obsessed with the idea of Aikatsu in general and tbh I see myself when I was like 13 diving into all of it, she's like a representation for new and old fans that just love it and want to be a part of it. She wasn't supposed to be a super fleshed out character, just kind of a tour guide along the show

OR IM PROJEVTING TOO MUCH AFBKSNDDJF But fr I don't mind her! The first anniversary album actually has her cover one of Mizuki's songs because it was her voice actor's favorite, she was a huge fan of Aikatsu when she was little and she won a singing contest to voice Wakaba in Friends!!🥺💗 Even if it wasn't the biggest role, I'm really happy for her, I feel like even that says something about what Raki meant

I love that kids still write letters about shows, I also follow Super Sentai and every so often the staff mentions kids keep writing to them asking them to redeem the villains because they like the actors too much LOL

Hinaki & Yume's voice actors actually had a unit irl too for a little bit, Min☆na, they've disbanded now and the song's werent my vibe but good for them!!

DONT BUY THE AIKATSU GAMES ITS SO EXPENSIVE + THEYRE REGION LOCKED. You can play them on a PC on Citra though, and if you turn up the graphics quality it looks sol so much better than on a console- basically like you're playing the akari gen DCD!

If you're interested, I can send you the roms, it will take a couple days though I'll have to find my hard drive 💗

I have all of them! Only 2 are worth playing imo, most don't have many songs or coords but these are powerhouses

Aikatsu! My No. 1 Stage features every single Ichigo/Akari gen song up till the last like 15, stages and dances included, it's crazy. It had a good amount of coords for most brands, only a couple for dolly devil and mecha panic but there's a lot of fun mix and match stuff you can do! The dressup system is the same as the arcade game so you can swap PRs and everything.

The gameplay is really simple, short visual novel-style stories to unlock songs, play songs to unlock coord cards. The outfits you use do effect special appeals too!! I play it sometimes, but mostly I mess around with outfits in MV mode and just watch

The other game is Aikatsu Stars! My Special Appeal. This is the only stars game sadly, and it doesn't have a lot of songs, but there's a few cute new animations in the mvs (i.e. in tsu•ba•sa, you can't have just one character, so before the song starts your two backup dancers help you out of the throne, idk its just cute)

It does have 1,000 outfit pieces though...! A lot of the brandless coords were included this time. No berry parfait, but all the other brands before it are included (one PR per brand) and nobody from venus ark (😭) but it looks nice and again, it's fun to play with outfits!

The gameplay is the same as the other game. And in this one you get to make your own character with a few customization options for hair & eyes!

Honestly, I don't think playing to get all the coords is worth it, it really takes a long time and you're just repeating the same thing over and over to get it (and usually get duplicate pieces which don't do anything)

I have a save file for each game, with all songs & coords unlocked though! If you're interested in trying either of them I can send those too with the roms (And if you haven't used citra I don't mind explaining how to add the saves!)

THIS IS A WHOLE ASS ESSAY

ITS OKAY IM HAVING A GREAT TIME TALKING ABOUT THIS and I hope you are too fhfjf

Yeah I’ve seen the figures before and they’re always ridiculously expensive and I’m like ‘oh come on I’m broke and want to be an idol here’ plus they didn’t even have the coords which is like the best part??? Come on???

I think I like ( while knowing very little about Parade) seeing Raki more as a superfan/vehicle for idol display rather than a full fleshed character, although I really wish she didn’t just straight up break the aikatsu system. I saw her star wings outfit and was definitely confused by why the wings were on her in her whole performance. If anything, she should have gotten them when she made her true PR and actually debuted her brand. I do think her va’s origin is super cute though!

Unfortunately I have never used Citra before and am very new to emulators (I’ve used melonDS like three times maybe) so I would definitely need help with whatever rom stuff you’re mentioning lol, I am not good with that stuff at all. I’m not too bad at rhythm games, though, so I think it would be really fun to try the games out! Maybe that’ll be better than trying to teach myself Idol Activity from the stage videos on YouTube lol!

#aikatsu

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dzpenumbra · 2 years

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8/23/22

The topic today is a fun one. Money and financial habits. I'll just lay it out on the table, I come from a family with money, so they've really bailed my ass out in making sure I always have a place to live and I can really focus all the attention I can on my craft. I'm insanely lucky and deeply grateful, I hope the creativity I've been thoroughly nurturing the past several years is paying off.

I have had the odd luxury of being a failed freelance for the past... decade, at least. I've sold a few things here and there. I've done a tattoo apprenticeship (school, I guess, technically, but it counts as a real apprenticeship... keep telling yourself that...). I worked at a bakery, I worked at a gas station, I worked in Americorps doing a kids camp. I did a few pickup modeling gigs, guitar lessons, worked as an artist's assistant. Portraits where I could get em, tattoo design more so. But at the end of everything I've done, streaming has paid me the best. Which is really kinda fucking embarrassing, right?

Like... I got my college degree, I have the skill to do close-to-photorealistic animal drawings in colored pencil, yet my biggest actual financial earner basically my whole life is dicking around on the internet?! Playing games, making music, chillin with friends, ranting about one topic or another, being a cool friend and a cool host, regardless of what content is being hosted. I always kinda viewed it like... if I were to go and do a guided barefoot hike tomorrow, and lead it, that kind of profession, that's the role I'm supposed to be in. It doesn't really matter what we're doing, but I'm the host - like the news anchor, or the radio host. I'm the party leader, leading the team from a full-support role. I'm the DM. I'm the guy having a poker night EVERY WEEK in his fucking DISCORD for PATREON SUBS ONLY. Cuz if I want to keep doing this, I need to be able to pay my bills and keep food in the fridge.

It haunts me every day that I am dependent on my parents, I feel peoples' anger and jealousy(?) when they look at me, so it's a big priority of mine to not have my ability to pay my rent dependent on my parents. It makes me very, very anxious and it makes me feel unsafe when I go in public because of the way people have viewed me like this in the past, as though I don't work hard, as though I haven't gone through Hell's gates several times. I'm not in any of this to get massively rich or famous, I have grown very accustomed to a very spartan lifestyle in the better half of the past two decades. I've spent this time trying very hard to spend as little of the money I was given as possible and to create as much value from that investment as I can. So if you're the radio host for a living, yes, you can expect to be paid for your work. If you're a TV host, a hike guide, a bartender, a concierge - you can expect to get paid for your work.

If you're a streamer.......................................................

Or a YouTuber................................................................

So here I am... reconnecting with my weed smoking hippie side from early college - the one who birthed my creativity. This reconnection is my prayer, venerating/honoring my own Genesis. I'm making nature-based art with locally sourced found objects. Wood, Stone, Bone. All-natural, handcrafted, organic art. The only thing I'm sourcing that isn't from nature within 10 miles of my house is the copper wire I'm going to fuck around with for making hand-polished mineral/stone jewelry. Never done it before, fingers fuckin crossed it goes well, it seems fun. New mediums are always such an exciting new place to be, a rush really. Like everything you do is learning something new, it's a crazy feeling, it can be super overwhelming. So hopefully I can find a crowd to sell those to, I think Farmers Markets in the Fall might bring some opportunities to hock my crafted jewelry like a Romani trader or something. Add in working in the digital studio on Twitch, sharing that experience, maybe someone passing by would want a piece? I think that's such a cool fucking idea, but I just suck at getting people interested I guess, and I end up at the bottom of the list on Twitch because my viewer count is always low as shit because people just keep blowing me off and never showing up really. Then like finding ways to make it my fault or something, like there's actually a reason why they're not hanging out with me at work that night other than "they don't want to", "they got better shit to do". It's so weird how many codes and ciphers people have invented to avoid honestly saying "I don't want to spend time with you".

So a message is sent out into the world. When I take a leadership role. When I take a guide role. When I take a host role. People do not show up. People do not attend. People do not join the team. When I queue up for a game as Team Leader, no one in my Party/Group is on that team. They are all people randomly queued in with me. When I host a poker night, no one shows up and I just change it last minute to a youtube arabian ghost hunting watch party or something that maybe one or two people attend. When I host the hike, no one shows up and I just solo hike. When I host the radio show, I have no listeners, no call-ins, no requests, no studio visits (had like 2 or 3 visits during my whole radio show stint in college). THAT is the message sent to the world. THAT is my publicity. And THAT is why I don't have any income. That's the best I can really sum it up, I'm sure there are a lot of other things that contribute. Like how I feel really shitty charging family and friends for my work. How it feels really fucking awkward to have to CHASE DOWN your best friend and be like "hey, so that tattoo I designed for you, that's was like... 2-300 bucks worth of work... so... you know..." like a fucking debt collector. It makes me feel really shitty. Or like having to CHASE DOWN your best friend and go "hey, you uh... never paid me for being a nanny to your infant child so you could go work all day, and then fired me because I didn't take her outside enough without any real sit-down on what the fuck I would be doing outside. Like I've EVER been alone with an infant in a public park."

Most of my lack of income has come from trying to avoid these social situations. If my stream isn't working, I'd rather put it on hold until I have a better plan than to continue streaming with 3 viewers and look like I actually really suck at what I do. It's BAD advertising, that shit could hurt me in the long run. Just sayin... But yeah, most of my lack of income feels like it just comes from having unhealthy relationships, like not very supportive or inclusive ones. Like I'm kept at arms length or some shit. I know some of them are trying, and they all have their burdens to bear, and obstacles that make this difficult. I don't know if it's my place to really question or challenge those reasons, though I do have a history of doing so. But I do know that I've been on half-rations for like 10 years and I try very hard to be as frugal as I can make myself aware to be, like a self-flagellating penitent (fuck yeah I just looked that shit up, 14th century Catholic church, suck it).

I have learned very well how to spend very little money. How to live with broken down utilities, how to cook every meal, how to cook in bulk to save money, what to do to pass time when you lose power in a thunderstorm for like 4 hours and you're 100% by yourself in the dark with just a cat, how to wrap your head around eating the same meal for dinner 4+ nights in a row because you need to finish it all before it goes bad. So cutting costs and repurposing/upcycling things has become a prominent specialty, necessity is the mother of invention. But the weird thing is that it doesn't really matter if my income is actually well below the poverty line, I'm still paying the same social price as if I was staying at a fancy hotel on my parents' dime. It never really sheds that weight. It's weird like that.

I went into this wanting to talk about weird money skills you learn. Like me... I am weirdly stunted because I just don't check my account balance. I just sorta adjusted to not doing it for a multitude of reasons, so literally every single transaction I make is a leap of faith. It's a heart-in-throat, holy fuck, is my card going to get declined again moment. And sometimes it does. Yeah. So I don't know, maybe if someone reads this and thinks shitty of creatives who come from wealthy families, like... you're not really seeing the whole story, and it may not be all sunshine and daisies. You only learn habits through repetition, practice, and if you're never immersed in having income, it can be a bit jarring to suddenly get it. And the way they are living, the lifestyle they are living, the thing that people tend to not like wealthy people because of... the opulence, the sloth, peeling out in their sports car or swimming in gold coins all day like Scrooge McDuck. Yeah, I know people who are/were like that, but that's not me and a LOT of people like me. And yet we pay the social judgment price as though we were.

I don't like having fancy things, I like having stuff that works and stuff you can repair, that lasts. I don't like brand status symbol clothes, I like comfy clothes that support bands I like, and friends. So I hope people will judge me more on the content of my soul and my creative expression than by the stereotype of hippie weirdo with rich parents who pay for them to play artist or whatever for a few years until they cut them off out of... spite? I guess? I don't know the reasoning, just seems like yet another excuse for people to just not like different people and get angry at them.

Weird topic for me, I rarely ever talk about it, but this was a very nice retrospection of what's been going on for me. It's been pretty hell-on-earth for the past several years, but things are oddly stabilizing... kinda... I guess... and I just feel like something could take shape right around the corner, if I play my cards right. Trying to keep that spark of hope alive, that leap of faith, that impulse where after you slam on a skate trick, you get back up, get your awareness back, let the pain subside, then go and try it again right away. The optimism. The drive. That thing. Nurture that fucker. It'll get you through some tough times. Don't let it get reckless though, keep it in check with your goals and your moral character. It's very important to keep a moral leash on pure, unbridled confidence - she's like an injection of Anti-Fear. That's a hell of a feeling, people get addicted to that shit. I guess that's why mindfulness - self-awareness, being present and intentional with your actions - is really important to practice too, as a companion to confidence/willpower. That way you have the immensely powerful drive to keep trying and persevere, but what's keeping that from turning into just following every impulse unquestioningly is that sense of mindfulness. Being deliberate. Taking the impulse and asking, what are you? Why am I doing this? To what end? Not necessarily to challenge the impulse, but to look at it first and give it a nod if it still sounds good. Like a dinner request from a child, I imagine. To acknowledge that those are two distinctly different voices, impulse and supervisor, and that they should be talking to eachother. Reading the contract before you sign, proofreading a text before you send it, that kinda shit. I think both of those are equally important, and you kinda need both.

I guess that's all for now. I'm excited to get streaming back up and running soon, and music, all that. This might be a crazy winter and I'm actually looking forward to it. Hopefully I can move somewhere with better heat. We'll see where this takes me. If you read this, thank you for taking a step into my life, my story. It's been just me in here for quite some time, I sincerely appreciate the interest and I hope you are having a wonderful day. <3

#diary #journal #stream of thoughts #mental health #self care #self improvement #spilled thoughts #stream of conscious writing #my writing #im not good at tags

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romanoffsbish · 2 years

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Your Sister’s Hot…

Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader

Yelena Belova x Fem!Reader(Platonic)

Yelena's POV

I just finished freeing the last of the widows that I could get to. I found Y/N, she was my best friend in the Red Room after Nat and I were separated. She was only two years older than me but she vowed to take care of me. Then we were separated years later due to the subjugation process. I'm just so happy it's all over. I have my best friend and my sister back.

"Y/N, would you like to go with me to tell my sister that I'm all done?"

"Duh! Where else am I meant to go? You're stuck with me Yel!" She replied with a cheeky grin.

"Wouldn't want it any other way!" I reply truthfully

"I'm excited, I can't wait to meet the famous Black Widow." She playfully boasts.

"Yeah, yeah, she's just sooo great..." I groan causing Y/N to breakout into fits of laughter.

Nat's POV

We just lost, big time! Thanos snapped and as upset as I am I'm also relieved. Yelena called, unaware of what's happened, and she called to tell me she's finished freeing them. I told her to come and see me, I just NEED to see her in person.

~~~

Yelena's meeting me at the compound, she was wary until I told her everyone's gone. They've all left to try and cope with the losses. I've got nothing better to do than try to hold everything together. Yel just landed, but to my surprise she's not alone. The most beautiful girl I've ever seen stepped out besides her. She had a widow suit on, so I guess she was a straggler? Based on how she's reacting with Yel I think she's more than that. A friend, a love interest? Hoping she says friend.

She's got beautiful y/h/l, y/h/c hair. Her eyes are this beautiful shade of y/e/c. She has a gorgeous smile, and an even more beautiful laugh. Yel must've said something stupid because I was blessed enough to hear it.

Yelena's POV

Y/N and I just arrived and within thirty seconds Y/N looked starstruck. Gross!

"Pick your jaw up off the floor!"

"Your sister's hot!" She bluntly replies

"Gross!" I replied making vomit noises

Y/N found my genuine reaction funny and started laughing her ass off. As I look up I see Nat returning the googly eyes, double gross! Not my best friend and my sister being horndogs over the other.

"Natalia!" I repeat while snapping at my dumb dumb of a sister. She's just staring off to where Y/N was. So! I move Y/N from my right to my front into Nat's eyesight. Y/N just giggles in confusion, oblivious to the fact that she's the reason for my sister's state.

"Oh shit!" Nat says as Y/N's now directly in front of her

"Finally!" I shout while throwing Y/N a little too roughly back to my side causing her to squeal and hit the ground with a groan.

"Cyka!" Y/N growls out

Nat immediately went to Y/N and extended her hand out to help her up.

"Are you okay, detka? Please excuse my dumbass sister."

"Hey! You two couldn't stop being all googly eyed so I had to break the trance somehow!" I shout in defense

"Was not"-N ... "You're insane"-Y/N

They both reply simultaneously

Nat's POV

Okay... I was distracted, but googly eyed?

No way! I completely ignore Yel as she's annoying me and I turn to the pretty girl with a smile.

"Natasha Romanoff, and you are?" I ask with my arm extended out

"Oh, I know who you are... I'm Y/N, last name unknown." She cutely replies, and shakes my hand.

"Oh, I'd be more than happy to share mine." I reply with a wink resulting in a flustered Y/N.

Before she can even respond Yel faux gags.

"I'm standing right here!" .. "Let's go inside, you better have food because we are hungry!" Yel snaps at me while dragging Y/N away with her.

Y/N turned back to smile at me really goofily...

That's when I realized I had been watching her walk away, when I should've been following to let them in. So I look down embarrassed and quickly approach them.

Y/N's POV

I was definitely googly eyed, but Yelena truly is insane for throwing me around. Crazy bitch.

Natasha can pretend she wasn't but I'm also a trained spy. I can see her subtle nervousness, also she was just staring at me as I walked away. I felt her eyes boring into my ass, and I had decided to taunt her with a sway of my hips. Then I waited for fifteen seconds before turning to catch her staring, and I couldn't help but grin widely. Then she looked down to hide her current fluster. Checkmate!

Yel's POV

These horndogs are keeping me from eating! I'm about to fight them…

Y/N's POV

"I'm hungry!" Yel whines

"Well, all you get is PB sandwiches because if I cook we all die." Nat replies

"Well, if you have suitable ingredients, I can cook. I used to do the cafeteria work in the red room." I reply knowing damn well I'd have to hold Yelena back if all she got was a PB with no J sandwich

"No, I couldn't ask.." Nat began before Yel interrupts

"Yes! Go! Now!" Yel shouts while pushing me towards a random door as if she knows where the kitchen is.

Natasha then walks towards me shaking her head, then proceeded to grab my hand and guide me to the actual kitchen.

"You can use anything that's available. Nothings off limits, even if it is labeled as such. If anyone chooses to grovel they can take it up with me!" Nat says with a wink as she leaves the kitchen.

"Hurry!" Yel adds with the semblance of a threat while being pulled out of the kitchen.

Based on what I've found in this random ass stock I'm making a spinach and mozzarella quiche and some banana nut muffins.

Yel's POV

Now that I'm alone with Nat she's not all smiley. It's actually kind of rude... Now she is crying...

"Natasha, what is it?"

"The world's falling apart and seeing you here in front of me just makes me happy. Brings me a slight sliver of peace..."

"The tears could've fooled me.. Ow!"

She slapped me ...

"Seriously, I'm just grateful I didn't lose you too!" Now she is hugging me and it actually feels really nice.

"So, the widows, they're free!" I change the subject

"Well, the one's that weren't blipped that is..." Natasha brings it back

"Well, yeah! Can you just relish in it? Something good happened! I got my best friend back! So I am taking the win!"

"I thought I was your bestfriend!" Nat pouts

"No! You're my best sister. Y/N is my best friend."

"I'm your only sister." Nat responds with an eye roll.

"However, I see the appeal. Y/N's great!"

"Yeah, she's mine!" I reply with a slight glare.

"We can share. Your best friend, my future wife." Nat laughs out

"You're skipping like at least five steps.." I groan

"Nat, she really is amazing! She took care of me after I was separated from you, and until we were put into the subjugation process. She's selfless, talented, and a total optimist. So please, don't break her." I seriously assert with a slight pout.

"Yelena, I wouldn't dream of breaking her! I don't see why you would even think I would do that... You know me, I don't get flustered, but here I am, a blushing mess around her."

"Yeah, I know... it's gross!" I whine

"What's gross? Definitely not this!" Y/N interjects as she enters with the plated food.

"I... love... you!" I say, directed at the food

"Aww. I love you too!" Y/N happily coos.

"Huh? Oh. Yeah, you too." I mumble while digging in and receiving a light shove from Y/N.

Nat's POV

The food Y/N served us, with her accompanying gorgeous smile, is divine.

"Thank you detka."

"You're welcome Natasha."

"Nat, everyone calls me Nat." She corrects me

"Tasha it is then!" She replies with a cheeky grin

"Ooh! I love it." Yel mocks

"Absolutely not!" I scoff

"Oh, um. Okay. Nat's fine." Y/N awkwardly tries to remedy the situation.

"Oh, no, you can call me whatever you want kotenok."

She immediately blushes and looks down

"Well, let me take the dishes." Y/N tries

"No! Yelena can handle them. She can actually do something for once!" I reply sweetly to her while sending Yel a glare.

"It's not a problem." Y/N tried again

"No, I got it!" Yel replies after I send her another harsh glare. I just want a minute alone with her.

Y/N's POV

I can feel Natasha's gaze on me and I can't help but feel shy all of a sudden.

"So, y/n/n, what are your plans?"

"Uh. I haven't really got any. I don't have much of a resume, unless you count my mind control assassinations as a resume point of focus." I awkwardly laugh out

"Oh, detka... I didn't mean to... How about your dreams? Let's go with that." Nat tries to reroute the conversation

"Tasha, it's okay, no offense taken. I want to use my skills for good. They were forced into me and intended for evil, but if I can use them for the opposite then I'd feel like I would have the control back they took. Be able to make up for all the harm I have caused. After awhile of that I'd like to settle down with the woman I love and have a family. Adoptions cool, whether that be kids, cats or both. I'd like to travel the world, but on my own terms. I'd want to sightsee, and have time to take it all in. I want to do stupid things, like learn to surf, or go skydiving. Mostly, I just want to find love and be loved though."

Nat's POV

Watching Y/N talk about her dreams is refreshing. She's so optimistic and it just makes me feel warm inside knowing how wholesome her dreams are. She's not dreaming of being rich or famous. She's dreaming of love, white picket fences, and making things right even when she's done no wrong. Our dreams are practically identical.

"What about you? What dreams does the great Black Widow have?" She teases back with a cute smile

"Well, I've also wanted nothing more than to work to clear my ledger. I have worked tirelessly to do it, and one day I think I'll be satisfied and settle down myself. I'm into travel, and marriage, I just have to find the right person. I'd want to live on a generously sized plot of land, near a river. I'd want to be able to sustain myself on my own land, but still be close enough to the city. So I could be able to go out for date nights and get the groceries I'd crave, like ice cream!" I chuckle out

"Ice cream sounds nice, I'll add that to my dreams too!" Y/N innocently responds, making me realize she's probably never had any...

I smirk in response, having the perfect idea.

"Want to get out of here? I can introduce you to the delicacy, and the many flavors it comes in?"

"Really?!" Y/N all but yells in question.

"Of course detka! It would be a dream come true for me to take a pretty little thing such as yourself out." I reply with my hand extended out to bring her with me.

"I'll get Lena...?" She questions

"Nope!" I reply as I drag her giggling form out to my bike.

"We'll be back later!" I shout to Yel as I close the door preventing any rebuttal.

Y/N's POV

We just walked into this place called Baskin Robbins. They advertised something about like 31 flavors, which seems excessive. Natasha, after some minor threatening it seems, has convinced the teenage boy behind the counter to give her a sample of every available flavor.

She lined the tiny samples meticulously along the tray to mimic the way they're displayed in the tubs. She got some water for a 'palate cleanser' and brought me the ice cream with a bright smile.

"Here! Try each one, then I'll buy you whatever your heart desires."

After I tried many flavors, some absolutely nauseating, like strawberry cheesecake

(or y/l/f flavor - I just hate this one)

Nat's POV

Watching Y/N try something as simple as ice cream just warms my heart. I remember when I first got out, I was the same way. The first slice of pizza I had was mesmerizing.

*bleh* I hear Y/N all but gag.

Y/N definitely doesn't like the strawberry cheesecake (y/l/f). Her reactions are hilarious. Except for when she innocently moaned for icing on the cake. That just made this experience far less wholesome for me and slightly distracting.

"Settle on a favorite yet, detka?" I lowly husk out.

"Well you! You made my day, I love Yel, but you're stealing her spot quickly." She winks causing me to chuckle

"Definitely torn between icing on the cake and y/f/f."

"No need to choose love. Cup or cone?"

"Surprise me, do what you recommend! What flavor are you getting?"

"Cone it is. I'll even get you a fun one! Sorry to disappoint you but I'm getting one scoop of strawberry cheesecake, and one scoop of vanilla bean."

"Oh... I don't know if I can forgive you for this atrocious taste you have." She playfully remarks

"So, does me liking you equate to atrocious taste?"

"No, actually it might be the only thing redeemable about your taste. You seemingly survive on PB sandwiches, literally with no J and that's questionable to say the least. Even I ate better in the red room." She laughs

"Hey! Don't mock my taste in cuisine. I like it simple."

I faux annoyance, with a pouty lip, as I get up to order our ice cream. Leaving a $20 tip for the teen I scared earlier.

Y/N's POV

So, Nat got me what's called a waffle cone bowl. She added whipped cream, and sprinkles with cherries on the side.

"I wanted you to have the full experience!" Natty says while popping a cherry, with the stem, into her mouth. She maintains steady eye contact with me before pulling the perfectly tied stem back out of her mouth.

"Uh. Thank you..." I stutter out while trying to remain composed, because that was hot.

The teasing is fun, but I'm already enamored, the games been won. It was won after the first nervous hello, I'm incredibly easy to win over and it helps that she's gorgeous.

Nat's POV

It's gotten late, and I decided to take Y/N to pick up a few slices of NY pizza.

"Detka, it's unconventional to have dessert, then dinner, but it actually happens more than you think. So, the nights not over, you're trying pizza!"

I excitedly rush out as we exit the establishment, pulling her out with me as she tries to keep up.

We get on my bike, and I hand her my spare leather jacket, and a helmet. As we climb on she wraps around my waist, pushing her front into my back with no nervousness this time.

~~~

As we got back to the compound we see Yel sprawled out on the couch snoring. It's adorable.

"Pizza!" I shout disturbing her oh so peaceful slumber, causing her to roll off the couch. She then runs to us excitedly, which just causes

Y/N to break out into an uncontrollable fit of laughter.

I sat them down at the table and placed their slices in front of them.

Their eyes grew wide and I couldn't help the amusement that was dancing across my face.

"Welcome to New York!!" I yell, pulling their attention to me.

"Dig in!" I add as I go to collect us drinks.

After dinner I take Y/N and Yel to my room, offering them my PJ's. Then for my comfort I inform them that we'll all be sharing my Queen sized bed. After the dusting, I just need to keep Yel here next to me. I also don't mind a chance to have Y/N cuddled up with me.

"I call little spoon!" Yel shouts

I'm already in the middle so I open my arms to welcome my "scary" ex assassin, cuddle bug of a sister into me.

Y/N seems uneasy but I send her a smile and pat to my left. She seems to calm a bit before laying down.

Y/N's POV

Judging by the snoring I've all but confirmed Yel's asleep. I'm currently laying behind Natasha, trying to steady my nervous breathing, and fast paced heart back to a normal pace. Clearly I'm not doing well..

"Detka, are you okay?" Nat groggily whispers, shifting to face me with a gentle smile.

"To be honest, I'm a little nervous." I chuckle out

Her eyes soften and she reaches over and places her hand on my shoulder.

"I don't bite... unless asked to." She jokes out but that just increased my nerves.

She quickly noticed this.

"Hey, y/n/n. No need to be nervous..." she tries to reassure me

"Except there is... You're special, and I'm out of practice and I don't want to mess anything up." I mumble out

She immediately cups my face and makes sure I'm facing her with our eyes locked.

"It's okay, just breathe love. You couldn't mess this up even if you tried. One day with you and I'm the happiest I've been in ages. You bring this sense of peace to me. You're special too! I'd love to get to know you, if you choose to stay and do the same."

"I'm in, like so in!"

Nat chuckles and shifts closer to me, pulling me in for a hug.

"I'm in too if you will both just shut up... Also, if someone spoons me again!" Yel groans

As Nat and I chuckle I feel my body shift abruptly. Nat's rolled me to the middle and she pulls me into her. So now we're sandwiched with my back against her, and Yel's back against me.

"Now sleep detka!" Nat commands me in a whisper as she places a couple subtle kisses to my neck before burying herself against me.

I fall asleep fairly quickly now that I'm sandwiched between my best friend, and my newfound—hopefully forever—lover.

This being the most peace I've possibly ever felt.

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