#just tag every character they all need help

[burntheedges]

remember this

Din Djarin x gn!reader | 837 words | masterlist | ao3

prompt: last kiss -- Din kisses you.

a/n: This is for @janaispunk's 1500 kisses challenge! Jana gave me the banner and the prompt 'last kiss' and ouch, this one hurt. Thank you to @katareyoudrilling for looking over it it, as always 🧡

The tags/warnings spoil it a bit, just a heads up if that matters to you.

tags/warnings: kissing, angst, space battle mentioned, ambiguous ending (possible character death)

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There’s a battle being fought above you as you and Din run together towards the Crest. Ships of all different shapes and sizes scream as they zip overhead and the sound of phaser fire makes you duck more than once. You wince as one smaller ship takes a hit and goes careening off into the desert, crashing out of sight behind a rocky outcropping. 

“Din! Wait,” you catch his hand just as he taps something on his vambrace to lower the ramp. “We need to wait for Greef–”

But he’s shaking his head. “You go with Karga. I’ll make sure you can take off safely.”

You stop short, hand tightening around his as every part of you rejects the idea of separating from him for even a moment. Your head starts to shake back and forth before you respond. “Din, no, I won’t–”

“Cyar’ika–”

“I won’t leave you.” You say it as firmly as you can, lacing your fingers through his. You don’t have time for this, neither of you do, not when he needs to be in the air half an hour ago, not when he needs to get up there and help. 

Din turns towards you and takes your other hand, holding them both between you. “Cyar’ika. Listen to me.” You shake your head but he pulls you closer until your forehead touches his helmet gently. “Please. Karga is going to get you out, to Grogu. You have to go with him and pick up our son, keep him away from this. I will make sure you can do that.”

You don’t like the sound of that. You don’t like the way it’s starting to sound like goodbye. You don’t like that this is the first time Din has referred to his son as yours, too.

“I won’t, Din. We need you with us, too.”

For a moment neither of you speak. Din drops your hands and lifts his head, and you make a noise of protest that dies in your throat when you see what he’s doing.

He’s taking his helmet off.

You close your eyes, panicked, and begin to ramble. “What are you doing? Anyone could see– Din, no–”

“Hey,” his unmodulated voice stops you in your tracks. “Hey, c’mere.” He tugs you forward with a soft grip on your forearm, gently pulling your hand away from your face. “Cyar’ika. Open your eyes. Please.”

“Din–”

“Trust me. Please.”

His voice is so calm, so certain, you can only do as he asks. You open your eyes slowly to find the face of the man you love looking back at you, so long awaited, so beloved even though you’d believed you’d never get to see it.

He’s even more handsome than you imagined.

“Din,” you breathe, not a protest this time, but a gasp, full of wonder, eyes dancing over his features. His eyes, so warm, and he has a mustache, which makes you smile. He smiles back at you, and you feel tears well up in your eyes.

His right hand comes up to cup your face. “Hi there,” he murmurs. “Cyar’ika, listen to me. Go with Karga. He’ll keep you safe. He’ll take you to Grogu.” You shake your head again, once, but he stops you with his hand on your cheek. “I will follow. I’ll be with you as soon as I can.”

You wonder if you’re imagining the hesitance in his voice, for that last promise.

“Din–” this time he cuts off your protest in the only way guaranteed to stop you from stubbornly refusing to be parted from him.

He leans forward and presses his lips to yours. Your mind stumbles, spins, thrown by the sensation you’ve only dreamed of before this moment. His lips are soft but firm, warm and so much like him. You open your mouth to him and briefly sink into the long-desired feeling of kissing the man you love for the first time.

All too soon, he breaks the kiss.

“I’m sorry, cyar’ika,” Din murmurs against your lips, already pulling away from you. “I’m sorry I couldn’t give you more than this, I’m sorry you had to wait so long.” He presses forward for one last kiss. “Remember this, alright? Remember this feeling.”

He steps backwards out of your arms and his hand slips from your cheek. You’re frozen, staring in disbelief with your arm outstretched, reaching for him as he turns from you and tugs his helmet back on. Before your brain comes back online he’s already inside with the ramp shut.

Your lips are still tingling, but as much as you wonder if you’ll ever feel anything but his kiss ever again, it isn’t the last thing you feel. It’s the wind that kicks up as his ship lifts off, whipping around you and throwing dust into the air.

The last thing you see is the explosion that blooms across the night sky, the last thing you hear is your own scream as you fall to your knees in the sandy soil.

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a/n: Who am I? Writing angst? It’s Jana’s fault. I’ll let you decide if he’s coming back.

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tagging some folks who might be interested: @djarins-cyare @davnittbraes @the-mandawhor1an

[bexalert]

Jjk characters and physical affection

CUZ IM A WHORE AND I NEED THEM BADLY !!!

(Itadori, Fushiguro, Inumaki, Choso, Maki)

Itadori Yuji:

AHHHH

Ok this man is so into you first of all

Like he is not ashamed

PDA!!!

He’s always got an arm around your shoulders, or around your waist, or holding your hand

He’s a huge teddy bear

When you cuddle it just becomes a tangle of limbs

Like he’s all over you

Borderline suffocating you, and he’s so hot (temperature wise)

He falls asleep so easily too

You’ll be dying, crushed under his weight and he’s just slumped

He loves to just squeeze you!!!

Pecks all over your face

Anywhere he can reach he will be smooching!!!

He likes to sneak up behind you and pick you up

Tickle attacks 😔

HE JUST LOVES SEEING YOU SMILE AHHH

Just always has this big stupid goofy grin on his face when he’s with you

He’s cool with any cuddling position, but he likes when you lay on his chest

He’s just the biggest sweetheart at all times!!!

Fushiguro Megumi:

SHY

He might hold your hand in public, but don’t you dare make a big deal

Or else he’ll huff and pull his hands away

I feel like he does get a little jealous though

Like if people hit on you he’ll all the sudden wrap an arm around your shoulders and glare at them

“They’re taken.”

And then you’re walking away

He’ll deny it to anyone, though, if it’s brought up

LITTLE SPOON!!!

He won’t admit it, but he likes being little spoon

He also just like holding your hands

Like facing eachother in bed, and just holding hands

He likes to admire you while you sleep

Not in a weird way, he’s just too embarrassed to do it while you’re awake

He’ll hold your face and just memorize all your features

He’s so gentle ☹️☹️☹️

Treats you like porcelain

He loves to kiss your forehead

He’s just such a cutie

Inumaki Toge:

He loves to hold your hand

Like your hands are always intertwined, no matter WHAT

He doesn’t care if anyone teases him

If people hit on you he’ll be like 🤨 huh

Cuz do they not see you’re holding HIS hand

He’ll stand in front of you, blocking the persons view of you

“Bonito flakes.”

And the person is just left in awe

He’s a little basic

He just likes hugging

Just you two holding eachother ☹️

Obviously he’s very quiet, but he loves to hear you talk

He’ll listen to you talk about your day and just be like mhm mhm

He kisss you on the tip of your nose 😭😭😭

He’d spell things onto your skin and have you guess what he’s trying to say

He’d tickle you, but he WILL NOT let you tickle him

Like bro genuinely starts tweaking

He runs away

Like a kid playing tag then going “I DONT WANNA PLAY ANYMORE” that’s him

He’s ticklish ok leave him alone

He kisses your knuckles sorry I don’t make the rules

HEHEHE I LOVE HIM OK

Choso:

He’s a little shy 🤭

But he’s got the spirit!

Like he’ll hold your hand, and then hide his red face in his other hand

He loves giving back hugs

JAW KISSES 💔💔💔

He’s very vocal about how he feels

“You’re so pretty.”

And he’s kind of matter of fact about it

Like if you’re insecure about how you look he’ll be like “🧐 What?”

And then proceed to point out how and why everything about you is GORGEOUS

He likes giving piggy back rides

He’ll hold your hands, and stare at every little detail.

Your cuticles, your nails, your joints, the wrinkles on the skin

He kisses your neck

He’s a thigh man.

Big spoon

But also little spoon

He likes them both !!!

Zen’in Maki:

She keeps her arm FIRMLY around your waist or shoulder

Everyones gonna know that you’re with her

She thinks it’s so funny when people try to hit on you

She’ll laugh at them

“No, go on.” while she’s making fun of them

Cuz she knows they’re not competition

She teases you

A little mean, but she can’t help it

She just loves seeing your face when you’re flustered

She likes holding you, like being big spoon, or your head in her chest

As long as she can hold you tightly, she’s happy.

Shoulder kisses no doubt

She’ll hold you from behind and leave little pecks across your shoulders

She likes forehead kisses

Move her bangs and give a little smooch and she is gone

Absolutely whipped but she won’t ever admit it

sorry guys I’m freaktastic

[izelascendant]

Unsportsmanlike

Chapter 3 - À Trois

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Rating | Mature Summary | What happens between the four after Tashi's injury. Pairing | f!Original Character x Art Donaldson x Tashi Duncan x Patrick Zweig Tags | Competition, Love Triangles (Squares?), Jealousy, Plot, Emotional Baggage, Smut, Exes, Unresolved Tension, Complicated Relationships Word Count | 2.5K Author's note | SMUT warning! What can I say, I've been a nasty girl. I always get so shy writing smut, lord. Next chapter will be the last of the series, I think they all need to take a chill pill - lol.

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Part 1 of this series - Sportsmanlike

Unsportsman like on AO3 | Chapter 1 - Atlanta, Chapter 2 - Spring Blooms, Chapter 3 - À Trois, Chapter 4 (final chapter)

Her mind races with thoughts and doubts, questioning whether this decision is wise or not. Her occasionally impulsive and spontaneous nature had led her down many paths—but this one seemed different. Spending the night in a married couple's hotel room was uncharted territory, especially when the couple in question was Art and Tashi Donaldson.

The resurgence of emotions she's felt in the past few weeks has been unavoidable, and the chance to experience both Art and Tashi again has left her conflicted. The question lingers in her mind—Why pass up this opportunity to be with them both?

She gets ready earlier than necessary, scrubbing every square inch of her body vigorously in the shower. She styles her hair meticulously and applies her most expensive lotions and perfume, wanting everything to be perfect.

She studies herself in the mirror, questioning her own actions. "What am I doing?" she murmurs, feeling her anxiety rising. Doubt creeps into her thoughts—what if Tashi really just wants to talk? And what about Art's kiss? Has Tashi been pulling the strings all this time?

As her eyes meet Tashi's in the hotel lobby, she feels a final wave of anxiety wash over her, but it quickly disappears into the background when Tashi laces their fingers together and leads her up to their room. There is a sly smirk on Tashi's face, one that she recognizes all too well.

Tashi observes her closely, noticing her breathing. "You seem nervous," she remarks, her voice carrying a hint of amusement. As she speaks, her fingers brush against her copper hair, a gentle and familiar gesture.

They stand together in the spacious elevator, the only two people in the enclosed space. She returns Tashi’s smile with a deep breath, feeling the flutter of anxiety in her stomach. "A little."

Tashi slips the key card into the slot, opening the entrance to their room. She pauses before they step inside, turning to face her. "Art and I both have nothing but good experiences shared with you." Her words are reassuring, a subtle reminder of the intimate moments they all share.

“Thank you for inviting me. I—I’m sorry about running off yesterday; it just caught me off—” She begins to speak, attempting to explain herself, but her words falter as she follows Tashi into the room and her eyes fall upon Art, waiting quietly near the doorway.

His casual greeting cuts through her ramblings, bringing her train of thought to a halt. "Hi." His single-word response holds a subtle smirk, as if he can't help but find her nervousness endearing.

She answers his simple greeting with a soft, almost timid "Hi" of her own, her eyes nervously darting between him and Tashi. As Tashi takes off her jacket, she feels a sense of being taken care of. She can't help but notice the shift in roles between them—how the tables have turned since their teenage years—Art, once the shy and susceptible one, now stands confidently before her, while she finds herself feeling flustered.

"No hard feelings, yeah?" Art gazes at her, his voice smooth.

“None at all,” she replies, a small smile playing on her lips as she feels heat rising to her cheeks.

Tashi intervenes, gently resting her hand on her shoulder. Her voice is a gentle command. "Come with me. I'll show you around." She then glances at Art. "Art will get you a drink."

Art nods and goes towards the mini bar to fix her a drink, his eyes fixed on her as she moves away with Tashi.

Following Tashi through the expansive layout of the hotel room, she takes note of the space. It's more like an apartment than a room, complete with a living room, a kitchenette, and multiple bedrooms. Everywhere she looks, she can sense the careful attention to detail paid by Tashi in setting everything up for the evening. The atmosphere feels almost nurturing, as if she's being gently guided and taken care of by them both.

As they enter the bedroom and Tashi shrugs off her robe, revealing a dark blue silk slip dress that accentuates her slender figure, she can't help but gaze at her, impressed. "You look beautiful." The words escape her lips in a soft murmur, her eyes roaming over every inch of Tashi's figure.

Tashi moves closer as her hand cups the side of her face, and her other hand finds its place at her waist. "Not as beautiful as you." A playful smirk curves her lips as she speaks, her gaze never breaking contact.

Her smirk matches Tashi's as she brings her lips close to hers, a hint of challenge in her eyes. "You're fucking crazy, Tash." Her words are spoken in a low purr.

The years of pent-up longing for each other seem to break into a passionate moment as they meet in a kiss filled with burning desire. Tashi's hands hold her body tightly against hers, guiding her toward the bed with a fierce hunger. She can hardly catch her breath as Tashi's lips move relentlessly against her own.

“You couldn’t wait for me?” Art's voice cuts through like a sharp knife, interrupting the heat between them. He casually strides across the room, taking care to place the drinks down on the desk in the corner of the room, before looking up at them with a smug smirk on his face.

Her gaze moves from Tashi to Art, her lips glistening and slightly swollen from Tashi's relentless kisses.

Tashi's voice is soft but playful, and her gaze is fixed on her as she speaks. "I'm just warming her up for you."

Those words send a chill through her whole body, and she can almost immediately feel her arousal growing at the thought. She relishes the sensation of being the center of both Art and Tashi’s desires, feeling wanted and desired by them both.

Art makes his way to the edge of the bed and gently grips her chin, tilting her face up towards him. There is a newfound confidence in his manner, an air of dominance that she has never witnessed before. Without breaking eye contact with her, he leans down and plants a kiss on Tashi's lips.

Tashi, with a satisfied grin, rises from the bed and moves over to the armchair strategically placed at the foot of the bed, positioning herself perfectly to watch as things unfold. The realization hits her suddenly—Tashi's role in this scenario becomes clear. Tashi is a cuck , and she gets pleasure from orchestrating the scene, gaining control in the process. She can tell that Tashi thrives on feeling in command—a true control freak.

"Undress for him." Tashi's command resonates with authority, and there is no room for disobedience.

She needs no convincing—the thrill of the situation is enough to send her pulse racing and excitement coursing through her body. Art's eyes roam over her body, a silent gaze that leaves her feeling both exposed and desired. As she moves around on the mattress of their bed, stripping herself of all her clothing items. Art, who’s sitting at the edge of the bed, palms himself through his pants.

"You want her badly, don't you, baby?" The words hang in the air—a statement more than a question.

Art’s movements are slow and calculated. "So badly," he responds with a low growl, the sound sending a shiver down her spine.

Art has a different demeanor with her this time around; his behavior is almost harsh and demanding. He fucks her with a ruthless edge, as if he's using her to let out all his pent-up anger and frustration. He has her pinned into a helpless position, practically folding her beneath his touch. Her legs are propped up on his shoulders as his grip is firm enough to pin her down to the mattress, pounding his hips into her relentlessly.

Tashi continues to observe from the sidelines, enjoying the scene unfolding before her eyes. The sight of her struggling and overwhelmed in desire—her face flushed, head rolling back, grabbing the sheets desperately—as she reaches the brink of overstimulation. Despite her struggles, Tashi can't help but appreciate how captivating she looks at this moment, her expression a mix of both pleasure and pain.

Art presses his hand meticulously against her lower abdomen, the metal of his wedding band warm against her skin as he thrusts into her at just the right angle—allowing him to feel his length practically poking at her cervix. She whines and cries, rolling her head over to Tashi’s side, noticing how she now has her hand between her thighs, attending to her own needs as she watches the two.

The plea escapes her lips—a desperate plea for mercy—for release. "Tashi, please." Her voice is thick with tears as she looks up at Tashi, her eyes pleading.

"You're taking it so well, baby." Tashi whispers softly, her gaze fixed on her, her tone filled with praise and reassurance. 

She reaches up, her grip tightening on Art's chest as she desperately clings to him. He responds by leaning down, his voice a low murmur as he utters the words, "I've got you, don't run." Despite the firmness in his tone, there is a hint of tenderness, a reassurance that he's there to ground her. He repositions himself to pull out and uses his fingers, curling them up inside her, hitting that same spot that makes her fall apart and gush onto his hand.

Tashi watches the mess being made, the way she soaks up the sheets, crying for mercy, and the way Art’s length twitches at the sight as he skillfully uses his fingers to drive her crazy. She feels the mattress dip as Tashi sits down beside her on the bed, a gentle presence at her side. Tashi's hands reach out to caress her face, a soothing gesture.

“Where do you want it?” Art’s breathing is slightly ragged as he rubs himself through her wet folds; his gaze is focused and determined.

“Inside, inside me.” She gives the green light, her gaze flickering between him and Tashi.

Tashi watches in satisfaction as her husband slides back inside her, holding her hips in place and groaning as he reaches his climax. It's as if everything comes together in a perfect culmination of the scene, a satisfying conclusion to the game Tashi had orchestrated. “That’s it.”

After showering her with gentleness and comfort, Tashi then leans in and plants a quick kiss on her lips, the action like a sweet reward for having been a good girl and taking it all. She then turns her head towards Art, her smile soft and genuine, and presses a gentle kiss on his lips, expressing her gratitude for his participation in the scene.

To top it all off, she gently pushes Art aside to lower herself between her legs and lick out the remnants of her husband from her core. It’s a filthy, almost sinful move, but the vulgarity of it all adds to the experience.

As the heat of the moment subsides and the sensations fade, shame begins to creep its way into her mind. The realization of how vulnerable and exposed she has been sinks in, and a flush of embarrassment washes over her.

Art moves across the room, a towel wrapped around his waist, and offers, "You can take a shower here." His voice is casual, as if he's simply providing a practical solution to her current situation.

Tashi pipes up from the edge of the bed, chiming in with her own suggestion. "We can also set you up in the spare bedroom, no problem at all."

She responds with a soft smile and a gentle chuckle, expressing her gratitude for their hospitality but explaining her intention to leave. "I appreciate it, but I think I'll just head back home," she says, her voice nonchalant. Despite their offer, she seems eager to put some distance between herself and the intimate scenario they had just experienced.

As she leaves the hotel and steps out onto the dark, windy street, only one person comes to mind. She reaches for her phone to dial the number.

“Patrick?” Her voice comes out hopeful as he picks up her call.

[steddieunderdogfics]

This week’s writer spotlight feature is: indelicate/@steddielations ! They have 13 fics in the Stranger Things fandom and all of them are in the Steddie tag!

lees_musings recommends the following works by @steddielations:

A Cup of Good Intentions

Trouble Looks Good On You

Wrap Me Around Your Finger

"their fics are so heartwarming and tender, i read them like comfort food"

"a cup of good intentions was the first steddie fic i read, it has a little velvet box in my heart <3" -- lees_musings

Below the cut, @steddielations answered some questions about their writing process and some of their recommended work!

Why do you write Steddie?

They’re just a really fun ship that you can do so many different things with. Just guys who need some healing and loving and I like giving it to them!! Also I see a lot of myself in both Steve and Eddie, so there’s some catharsis in writing them too.

What’s your favorite trope to READ?

Friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, angst with a happy ending, friends with benefits

What’s your favorite trope to WRITE?

The same as above definitely

What’s your favorite Steddie fic?

These are all phenomenal and I think about them every day, they truly stick with me METAMORPHOSES by fastcardotmp3 A Certain Type by ann_anotherthing Sugar on my tongue by deadratz shake and sway me through the night by Craftnarok

Is there a trope you’re excited to explore in a future work but haven’t yet?

I feel like I’ve written all the canonverse stuff that I wanted to now, so I’m excited to try out some au’s. Maybe once I finish up my current wips, I have this batman Steve and comic book writer Eddie idea that’s been in my mind forever now

What is your writing process like?

I brainstorm by writing down all the ideas I have for a particular story, then I try to organize it into a plot. Sometimes I just plan scene by scene, but I always write the dialogue first and then build around it.

Do you have any writing quirks?

Usually the best things aren’t added until I’m editing at the end, going back and doing finishing touches. Like with Trouble for instance, I didn’t add the kitchen conversation or the porch swing conversation or the joking scene with Gareth originally, it was all stuff I just decided to add when editing. Same for a lot of my fics, usually the things I get comments about the most are things I almost didn’t add.

Do you prefer posting when you’ve finished writing or on a schedule?

I’m the worst at scheduling and posting so whenever it’s done is when it goes up

Which fic are you most proud of?

I’m most proud of Bleed Me Dry Before You Go because it’s the fic that I was really able to put the most of myself into.

How did you get the idea for Trouble Looks Good On You?

Well I knew I wanted to write a sub Eddie discovery fic, and honestly this just started as like a gag, just thinking about Steve’s jock habit of slapping asses and what would happen if he did that to Eddie, and that’s what awakens it. Then it gradually became something more serious and more thoughtful. I wanted to explore more of Eddie having this past where he’s had bad experiences with certain dynamics, and what it would mean for him to be comfortable enough to get to explore that side of himself with Steve.

When writing Trouble Looks Good On You, what was something you didn’t expect?

It started out as mostly crack so I didn’t expect it to become my longest, most character involved fic. Also I didn’t expect people to read it or like it because it was mostly for myself, so I’ve been very pleasantly surprised and grateful for the response to it.

What inspired Wrap Me Around Your Finger?

I realized I hadn’t written a virgin Eddie fic, and at the same time I wanted to explore more of what Eddie’s aftermath in Hawkins would be like, the full extent of his injuries and his reputation in the town, and maybe Steve helping him out, so it all meshed together. I worked on this for like a year so it had many phases, but adding in some Flight of Icarus lore also inspired me to make Eddie more gritty in this, very stubbornly attached to his independence, and I just love the depth it gave him in that fic in the end.

What was your favorite part to write from Wrap Me Around Your Finger?

Definitely all the banter, especially during the smut scenes, love a silly smut scene. Also can’t forget “I made sure there’s no stairs”

How do/did you feel writing A Cup of Good Intentions?

I cried so many times writing that. I just put myself in the position of Eddie and Wayne, thinking about my relationship with my dad. It was cathartic just writing that familial bond between Eddie and Wayne, and how deep that love goes through mourning and missing each other and then actually getting to reunite. It was an emotional one.

What was the most difficult part of writing A Cup of Good Intentions?

The fic had several different tones from grieving to yearning to suspense and also fluff and romance, so it was hard to blend that all together and make it flow without whiplash. Not sure if I succeeded but it was hard to do.

Do you have a favorite scene and/or line from any of your fics?

The cold open in Trouble, where it sounds like they’re hooking up but they’re actually moving an amp, probably the most clever innuendo unfolding I’ll ever make

Do you have any upcoming projects or fics you’d like to share/promote?

I’ve got some stuff for sub Eddie week but after that I’m just focusing on finishing up Trouble finally

Outside of these questions, Is there anything YOU would like to add?

At the moment that I’m writing this, I don’t know who nominated me, so I want to say thanks so much to that person!! I’m so flattered and I appreciate it!! Also to anyone who reads my fics, thank you genuinely. And to the mods of this blog, you’re all awesome for doing this and you’re so appreciated in the fandom!!

Thank you to our author, indelicate, and our nominator, lees_musings! See more of indelicate's works featured on our page throughout the day!

Writer’s Spotlight is every Wednesday! Want to nominate an author? You can nominate them here!

[bullet-prooflove]

As per your request... *my* request!

Character: Terry Silver

Objects: A candle, glasses and a necktie (these totally don't lend themselves to smut or anything...)

Hahaha if you know me, you’ll know I’m an out of the box writer so what you think you’re going to get isn’t necessarily what you will get.

References to upcoming fics 'Three Men & A Baby' & 'Self Defence'

Tagging: @volumesofforgottenlore@kmc1989@somethingdarkside17@noonee333

The scent of sea salt and water lilies floods Terry’s senses as he steps into the living room a glass of wine in one hand and a mug of chamomile in the other. There’s a candle burning in the centre of the coffee table, Driftwood, he thinks it’s called.

You tilt your head up towards him, the glasses you use for reading perched on the bridge of your nose as you set your book down on your lap.

“Something to help you sleep.” Terry says softly as he places the cup on down on the coffee table in front of you.

You’ve barely slept since the night it happened, you’ve moved into the guest bedroom because you can’t stand to be in the main one anymore. Terry’s thinking about putting the house on the market because your home, it doesn’t feel like one anymore. It’s just another thing that Kreese took from you.

He loosens the necktie around his throat as he takes up residence on the couch alongside of you. It’s felt like a noose around his neck all day. He was the only one in attendance at the cremation, he’d watched Kreese’s body loaded into the cremator from the viewing room before they’d pushed the button.

He’d waited the full three hours just to see those ashes scooped out. It isn’t until then that something settles inside him. The monster that tried to kill his wife is gone.

“What do you want us to do with the remains?” They had asked him and Terry had shrugged his shoulders.

“I really don’t care.”

He hopes they sit in storage forever, forgotten, alone.

You reach for his hand, clasping it tightly before you guide his palm to rest upon your stomach. He feels the tiny nudge against his hand and the edges of his mouth turn up into a small smile.

“He’s been doing it ever since you came in.” You tell him as his hand tracks the movements, they feel like tiny butterflies impacting against his palm. “I think he knows the sound of your voice.”

“That’s because his daddy reads to him every night.” Terry says tenderly as his fingers stroke over the space where his baby resides.

He almost lost this, his wife, his baby, his family.

He thinks of the two of you continue like this it might still happen. He knows you’re struggling with the trauma of that night, the effect it’s having on you, on the baby.

“Georgia,” He says quietly. “Let’s get out of LA for a while, we can go to Osaka or Kyoto, have Sebastian there. It might give you the space you need to process what happened.”

He means the fact you killed a man, stabbed him in the throat, watched the life drain out of his eyes.

“Osaka.” You say finally, your palm smoothing over your baby bump. “I want to see the cherry blossoms again.”

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[captaincolorblob]

Everyday i think about this screenboard scene that got semi-scrapped from Donnie vs Witch Town, like it just explains so much about Donnie as a character and i’m very sad we didnt get to see it entirely

[extravagav]

Yk I never did truly recover from the sick fic chapter

[peppermintpegis]

netflix one piece live action feels a little like fanfic in that it makes sure it hits all the important notes but doesnt do all the work to make them hit which works in fic where the reader is supposed to bring all the emotional story investment from the original but doesnt work in a multi million adaptation that is supposed to be able to stand on its own or even serve as an intro to the series. it even does this in service to have more koby and helmeppo gay moments in this essay i w

[dykeredhood]

Love how my choosing to see a therapist coincides with the 10 year anniversary commemorative Stucky mass hysteria event, that’s fun

[fearcicada]

I wish there were more tma agere fics that weren't just the archives polycule 😭 or even ones that just didn't include Martin in them PLEAAASEE

[druidberries]

sims get to know me tag !!

thank you sm @duusheen for tagging me 🥹💛

1. What’s your favourite sims death? cowplant lmao

2. Alpha CC or Maxis Match? I like maxis mix!

3. Do you cheat when your sims gain weight? no

4. Do you use move objects? I can't build without it 😅

5. Favorite mod? this is super tough but I couldn't play without mccc and ui cheats!

6. First expansion/game/stuff pack you got? outdoor retreat!

7. Do you pronounce “live mode” like aLIVE or LIVing? I feel like it's changed so many times throughout the years but lately it's been exclusively LIVing

8. Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made? a sim called Nex that I've never shared and Elowen! ofc lucine and flourish too but they're dnd characters before they are sims 😅

9. Have you made a simself? I did yearsss ago but she looks absolutely nothing like me lmao. I do kinda wanna try again tho?

10. What sim traits do you give yourself? I'm picking 5 bc that's how it should be in sims 4 *cough cough* family oriented, hopeless romantic, animal lover, geek, and socially awkward! I know some of those are sims 3 traits but its ok 😭

11. Which is your favorite EA hair color? red and green! I have to resist the urge to give all my sims bright red hair 🫶 I love super dark black hair but it's such a hit or miss whether the swatch is gonna be gray, blue, or pitch black

12. Favorite EA hair? off the top of my head, I love the one we got with that sdx drop with the ombre roots and like 3 different high school years ones lol

13. Favorite life stage? I love infants bc 🥹🥹 but also teens and YA! even tho teens and young adults are pretty much the same 😐 it's one of the best parts of legacies when a child ages up into a teen!

14. Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay? gameplay and cas! I'm not great at building and only do it when I need to but creating characters and playing with families are my fav <3

15. Are you a CC creator? no lmao. I would like to make some more recolors but I only ever make them for personal use! maybe one day I'll release some 🤔

16. Do you have any simblr friends/a sim squad? I've met some really good people on here that I just adore talking to <33 and I always think of my mutuals as my lil sims buddies 🥺

17. What’s your favorite game? 2 and 4! sims 3 is so good but 2 has my heart.

18. Do you have any sims merch? I used to have those headphones with the plumbobs that changed based on your sims emotions and they were so nice but they broke yearssss ago :( other than that no unless we're counting the freezer bunny I'm crocheting lol

19. Do you have a YouTube for sims? no :(( I've wanted to start a youtube channel since I was just lil child but I'm so scared 🙃

20. How has your “sim style” changed throughout your years of playing? I honestly don't think I have a sim style? but I do think I've gotten better at making sims in general? I'm much better at using different faces and making sims look different now!

21. What’s your Origin ID? druidberries but i don't upload anything to the gallery

22. Who’s your favorite CC creator? trillyke, simstrouble, ah00b, ratboy, simandy, squea, ladymoriel, praline and literally so many more I could go on forever

23. How long have you had a simblr? I've had tumblr for ages like lurking but I think I started my first simblr around 2016-2017? I used that one on and off for so long and I always lost motivation but finally what like 2 months? ago I made this one and got a nice clean fresh start 😌

24. How do you edit your pictures? I use photoshop and I pretty much always do topaz, noise, and sharpen, and then from there I decide if I wanna do some brightening or whatever. I do use actions sometimes too! I really have no clue what I'm doing when it comes to editing 😭

25. What expansion/game/stuff pack is your favorite so far? all of the occult packs ofc + growing together and cottage living <33 I also really love nifty knitting bc most of my sims knit lmao

26. What expansion/game/stuff pack do you want next? I really want them to make a fairies pack 🧚‍♀️🫶

feel free to ignore this but I'm tagging: @buttertrait. @potionio, @aurorangen, @estah, @sinfulwunders, @salemssimblr, @duskiivy and @simlishpiadina

[curiouschaosstarlight]

Y'know what.

Fuck you.

-Easily forgives your villains, gives them unconditional love and support, and helps them awaken to emotions they have yet to experience even once.-

-Lets them make mistakes. Lets them backslide. Lets them have terrible habits they may never fully get rid of. Lets them live with themselves and what that means for them. Lets them have things they don't regret doing. Lets them have things they will never regret doing. Lets them have things they will only regret doing after unpacking everything.-

-Lets them have great reasons for doing terrible things. Lets them have no reason for doing terrible things. Lets them have no trauma. Lets them be born different. Lets them have every trauma. Lets them have every illness. Lets them have every loss.-

-Lets them be selfish. Lets them be self-destructively selfless. Lets them decide to change sides just because it serves or benefits them in some way. Lets them decide to change sides because they have nothing to lose.-

-Lets them get stupidly attached to the person they said they'd never get attached to. Lets them have a complete lack of attachments. Lets them feel ready to die for the heroes. Lets them feel ready to sacrifice everyone else at any possible inconvenience.-

-Lets them betray everyone over and over and over again. Lets them betray no one ever. Lets them never feel fully secure in other people. Lets them have full security in everything. Lets them never even think someone might still have a problem with them. Lets them feel like everyone will have a problem with them forever.-

-Lets them have the ire of everyone and no one.-

-Lets them face every and no consequence of their action.-

-Lets them choose and exist differently under circumstances or reasons that make no sense to you.-

-Lets them love and be loved, and hate and be hated.-

-Easily forgives your villain and welcomes them back every single time no matter what they do or what they've done or what will happen because I'm here and I can.-

[seagullcharmer]

just realised that my current design for my lorule swamp people is basically just. the people of lurelin.

[sweet-milky-tea705]

Day 1000000000000 of being romantically confused.

[ectoplasmer]

bloomic posting again sorry but uhh

screaming dying sdfkjhfdjkfhsdkjhfdskjhkjfdshjkds

[ranger-kellyn]

of course the first thing im doing before outlining a fic or writing out character ideas is putting together a playlist and i'm sO HAPPY getting to use this much Fearless. normally i tend to stay away from anything pre-red era bc those emotions are clearly a younger person's emotions, and i don't write much for young characters but like.....im :')