#like $30+ for one bulb lol

[guinevereslancelot]

there should be a charitable foundation dedicated to the very good cause of me purchasing stuff that i want

[accio-victuuri]

all the cpn for wyb’s 27th birthday part two 🎉💕

oh hello there. we are now on part ii of this clowning session and i’m gonna just put this here because i think it speaks for itself. p1 is xz’s bday post from last year and p2 is bobo’s for this year. see the similarities? the composition of the shot, their silhouette and it’s like you can’t see anything for miles. they really have the same braincell. twin flames. i’m sure wyb must have much cooler shots of himself with all the places he’s been and what he’s done. why not him car racing? or photos from his time abroad? playing tennis? why this?

and that emoji he used, it’s like yeah i’m cool and also joking with xz. look, my photo looks like yours from last year gege 😎

we don’t even have to try and reach that much, it’s literally in our face. it’s so szd!

now let’s look at the other much less obvious clues

the yibo-official short video. i was honestly expecting a photoset from them at 10 or 10:30 but i was wrong lol. i’m surprised they posted at 11:55, cause we are sensitive with 55. i have to say that it’s so cuteeee and i like the details that were magnified. also the probability of yibo spending his special day camping and enjoying himself is giving me so much joy! ^^

but who do we know also spent their bday last year camping? with his literal cake in a camping theme?

i mean.. come on! why is it always them? 😂😂😂 there just too many coincidences. it has always been their thing but coming up as themes for this bday is next level.

what seems to be a snowy mountain at the back? 👀

let’s add some more observations.

the panther who seems to be singing and on a swing which is a nice addition! hahahahahaha! the panther is supposed to be cool but singing makes it more real. the cake with green and red and the body looks to be yellow? what a nice combination! the helmet inside the tent! that reminds us of when xz gifted wyb a helmet. and the photo of wei ruolai! it’s a common cpn that xz really likes the character of lai lai <3

EDIT: there are also 27 fallen leaves! 🍃 kinda like the 29 light bulbs in GG’s bday art before. this level of detail is something else!

lastly, i will talk about this tag. right now as of writing, it’s #3 on entertainment HS. which is really high considering we are competing with hundred flowers award and olympics tags.

i don’t think this is the time to get technical on what age is who blah blah blah blah. it’s already there. i can see a certain group of people foaming at the mouth because of this, but if they are so angry, then maybe they can work harder in posting for the other bday tag. anyway, i see this one as a really sweet tag. it’s been years and both of them have come a long way. the same also applies to the the fandom. 💛

yibo will grow up slowly and appreciate his life, xz will always be there beside him 🌸

P.S: PART ONE IS HERE IF YOU HAVEN’T READ IT YET ✨✌🏼

[bonny-kookoo]

the 'I like you' couple is soo cute 💖💗💓❤️ but now we need to know! 🥺 does jungkook find a nickname for her? does he really think about it? does he try out a few before deciding which one he likes? or does she does or likes something random or particular and he gets the nickname from teasing her? or he just has a light bulb moment on a random moment? lol, I love them, can't get enough!!

A/N: Masterlist

"Baaaaaby-kookoo-love-of-my-life-" you whine, and he squints his eyes as he walks into his bedroom where you're laying on your back. "My tummy hurts." You complain, and he sits down on the edge of his bed next to you to take of his socks.

"...okay?" He wonders, and you kick him with your foot a little.

"Make it better." You demand, and he chuckles.

"How?" He wonders, and you scoff.

"The fuck do I know!" You huff. "Like, I don't know, talk to it? Maybe it'll get intimidated if you're all angry with it." You offer as a solution, and to your surprise, he turns around and points an accusing finger at your lower stomach.

"You better stop fucking hurting right now because I want to go sleep and God knows my spoiled princess won't shut up until you're quiet.!" He threatens at your body, before he turns around and closes the opened window before turning off the lights as he crawls into bed next to you.

It's quiet for a moment, until you speak.

"I'm both mildly turned on and offended right now." You say, and he snorts a laugh, hand patting over the blankets to find yours to hold in the dark. "Spoiled princess? Really?" You scoff.

"You are one." He defends himself.

"I mean, a princess? Hell fucking yes, and you better start carrying me around as one from now on, prince charming!" You laugh, and he rolls his eyes in the dark.

"You're spoiled enough." He says, closing his eyes.

"So?" You ask, before a slap is heard.

And its quiet.

For a good moment.

"Did you just slap my ass?!" You yell out, sitting up, and he laughs whole heartedly.

"Was it? I couldn't tell." He laughs.

"Oh so you just blindly aimed to smack me and ACCIDENTALLY hit my ass? Fucking lying piece of shit, you knew exactly what you-"

"Do I need to spank you again, or are you gonna be a good girl and sleep?" He asks. "You've got work at 6 am, and I need to be up at 5:30." He reminds you, and you suddenly fall back into the pillows, scooting closer, closer, until you're full on clinging onto him.

"...jungkookie..?" You ask quietly, awfully shy. He hums a reply. "Can you say it again?" You ask.

"You have work tomorrow-"

"Nooo, that part before that? Like, I did what you said so I'm aaaaaa~?" You draw out the last syllable, wiggling your toes as you wait, and he suddenly chuckles.

"Good Girl." He says, and you squeal to yourself, cuddling up to him.

It's the first time he's ever really comfortable saying things like that- and maybe it's the way you've gotten closer by now, not only emotionally. Yesterday he'd been so lost in kissing you that he didn't even notice you getting so riled up on his lap- and it left him both excited and terrified.

And these days, he's been trying out some petnames for you here and there to see what would stick.

Babe or baby are cute when you say it, but they feel way too boring to him. They're too basic, nothing special, and it just doesn't feel right.

Until you're out at a shopping center, randomly spending a day at the mall together when you spot something in a kid's store window. "Oh- did you know I always wanted to be a princess for Halloween?" You say, spooning up some icecream from your cup. "But my dad never bought me the costume, and we never went trick-or-treat-ing." You pout, making Jungkook smile as he tucks in a strand of hair that had escaped your messy bun on your head.

"Well, you're a princess to me now, no need for a costume." He shrugs. "And I even buy you candy, so you don't have to knock on stranger's doors either." He jokes, and you look up at him at that, pulling him down by the neckline of his shirt to peck his lips. "Huh?" He wonders, and you just smile.

"You're just so dreamy." You sigh dramatically. "Your flirting is getting a bit out of hand though. Makes me feel all fluffy and horny." You boldly admit, making him laugh as he shakes his head, taking your empty cup from you to throw it away in a bin nearby. "Ah, such a prince charming!" You giggle, and he takes your hand In his at that, kissing the back of it for a second.

Successfully making you blush for the first time since he's met you.

And he's starting to really enjoy making you flustered.

[ranaissingle]

Lost On You

Masterlist Summary: The reader is at a bar and gets harassed by a drunk dude. Austin to the rescue

Rating: T Pairing: Austin Butler x Reader Word Count: 864 Warnings: Violence, cursing, misogyny, borderline assault, Austin being very hot. etc. A/N: Thank you for the request anon (I also accidentally deleted this request again don't kill me I have a slow computer🧍‍♀️) ! I've been so swamped with school it's not even funny lol so I hope I wasn't too late with this request. As always, Austin is looking hella fine in the photo above. Kaia gets to sleep next to him every night and I have never been more jealous of anyone in my life.

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You had been sitting at the bar for the last half hour nursing an overly sweet martini and flipping through social media on your phone. It was 8:30 on a Friday and you were all alone so trouble was practically guaranteed. You occupied the stool all the way in the corner of the bar to keep away from stray eyes. Unbeknownst to you, a man with shaggy blond hair and cerulean eyes had been eyeing you for well over an hour now.

You felt a figure walk up behind you and block the shadow of the light bulb above you. You turned around and before you could speak a word his slurred words came out in abandon.

"Hey baby~ I seen you sittin' all alone at this bar and I figured I could lend ya some company" His brown locks and shit-eating grin probably did wonders for the other girls he most likely hit on, but you weren't falling for it.

"Um no, I'm good. I'm not looking for anything tonight" You turned your head around to face the bar to hopefully reiterate how uninterested you were but before you could bring your drink up to take a sip the man behind you snatched it out of your hand.

"Did ya hear me, baby, I was asking if you wanted to spend some time together." His voice grew louder and more aggressive as he spoke. You turned around fully in your stool to face him. That was your first mistake.

"I told you I'm not interested in anything like that. Just leave me alone." You knew this wasn't going to end well. It never did. You couldn't even enjoy one single night out by yourself because some asshole always had to ruin it. Just as set your foot down on the floor to step away from his obnoxious voice and sour breath, he planted both arms on either side of you against the bar counter and leaned his head closer.

His beer-ridden smell stank up the space between you and you pushed on his shoulders to try and pry him off of you, but he doubled down on his invasion of your personal space and moved closer.

" What you gonna do little girl? I bet you're a whore under this shy facade you have going on. This is probably how you reel them in huh?"

"G-GET OFF OF ME" You kicked his shin and pushed harder but he wouldn't budge. He was laughing. He was laughing as you struggled under him and even chuckled at the kicks you gave him. He didn't budge and his horrific chuckles were ringing in your ears and making your blood burn. You needed him off now, you couldn't breathe, he was going to hurt you and you knew it, it's over, this is i-

"Hey asshat, didn't you hear the little lady? She said to get off." A smooth rich voice broke through your panic as the man placed his hand on the guy's shoulder and squeezed.

"What's it to you pal, me and her were just getting to know each other is all." The blond man was taller, broader, and just bigger overall. His eyes looked over your face and gave you a small smile before he shifted his gaze back to the brunette still hunched over you.

"I asked you nicely and you didn't move so I guess I'm gonna have to rephrase." At that, he yanked the brunette back away from you and you breathed out a sigh of relief at the loss of contact.

"Keep putting your hands on her, and I'll be forced to put my hands on you. Back. off." Your assaulter regained his footing and stepped back once he realized he was outclassed.

"Whatever dude," he shakes off the blonde's hand " She wasn't even a pretty piece of ass anyway I was just doing her a favor." The blond shoves the man's shoulder and watched him leave. His grumblings could be heard as he drunkenly walked all the way back to his seat.

Your savior turns to you with his hands in his pockets and smiles lightly " Are you doing alright? I'm sorry if I overstepped but that guy was starting to piss me off and I was tired of just watching." Your eyes widened at his last statement, he had been watching? He had to have been watching you long enough to see the interaction with the other guy, which begs the question; was he watching for longer?

"No you didn't overstep at all, I really appreciate your help I- I wasn't sure what was going to do so I'm glad you came." The relief on his face was evident as he raked his eyes over your form before quickly averting his gaze once more as a guilty look crossed his face.

"I'm glad that's the case I didn't want to give you a second problem on top of that asshole." You both laugh and he draws closer to you to sit on the stool next to you.

"I'm Austin by the way," he holds his hand out to shake yours, "what's yours?" Saying your name then, made you feel different than ever had before; it made you feel like you could get lost in him and those breathtaking cerulean eyes.

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This was a little short and a little shitty lol and everything I write makes me feel single but I hope you enjoyed it anyway, until next time!

[kanmom51]

JK live 27 July 2023 0:00 KST

cr./To the creators of the content used in this post.

So, this one was a pre-scheduled one. Hence the AI translation during the live itself.

As such, JK had to start at the time scheduled, and because the timing wasn't up to him, the man came to us sooooooo tired, telling us how he fell asleep and found it hard to wake up to his alarm.

But that tired feeling it kind of lingered almost throughout the whole live. He does tell us he lacks energy and I truly wonder how he managed to pull through those 2 and half hours.

And I must admit it, this live was a hard one for me to get through too. His low energy was something that effected me as well. I think it might show in this post, lol.

Not too much happened in the live. We did get a few moments worth mentioning though and a lovely lovely ending to the live as well (well a point from which JK decided it's time to end the live).

JK is wearing his bro's new line, shorts and sweatshirt.

He also has the lights dimmed and purple. He explains about the new light bulbs he has and shows them. Then tells us that the reason he has it so dark is because he woke up, saw himself and:

Like looking tired or even worse (his post workout look, lol) ever stopped him from showing himself. He adds that he's bloated (not sure that it's in the same context, but still).

Made me wonder.

The losing weight thing - ugh, it literally drives me nuts. But it's so engraved in them at this point...

Of course JK thanks army for #1 billboards.

Tells us about him going to perform on Inkigayo. Sorry, old news by now, lol.

One thing he does explain is why he's only doing Inkigayo, and that's because that was the only show his upcoming schedule could allow him to do. Meaning, man has a packed schedule coming up, probably including preparations for that second single we were told about in Suchwita.

JK said that at first he wanted to do it live, just get up on stage and perform, but

He says that and he giggles.

I wonder if he's talking about his very elaborate stage set up. You know, the one that celebrates his time in NY with JM.

Our neuro divergent prince gets caught up in the table pattern, more so the texture (that is such an ADHD thing to do). The question I beg to ask is just how often does he actually use that table not to have noticed it by now? Seeing he's supposedly been living there since April 2022 more or less. I ask this especially as towards the end of the live he once again tries to clean the table and is thoroughly surprised that's the actual table pattern.

He was asked if he's going to go back to Jung soon - not really nice and not something that JK liked in the past. JK said no. That he's actually going to cut his hair a little more.

"Did I listen to V's album yet?"..."Did V's news go up yet?" Ahm... ok, so there is news coming (when it lands let's all act surprised).

JK says he heard a couple of V's songs. He's good. They're good. That's it.

Did someone actually ask him if he wants to eat ramen? Him just answering literally, lol. But there is no way under the sun that comment was an innocent one. Yuck. And this won't be the last of the cringe worthy comments he gets during the live. He does mention how the comments are "the same" or "the same style". And we know exactly what he is talking about. I guess that even that line was crossed in the Inkigayo live.

Suchwita - enjoyed filming, well we saw that didn't we? Lol

But he tells us not to look forward to it too much because he didn't say much, mostly ate, lol. Not true JK. Not true.

JK talks about having to go exercise but then also about how there are days when you have zero energy. He felt like that, so he finished work and stayed home all day (Question is when did he finish work and what does he mean by all day. That's actually 2 questions, lol).

his knees hurt. I guess too much JM lifting can do that to you?

30 minutes in approx. he asks if he should play music. I kind of wonder how he made it this far without the distraction of the music, cause those first 30 minutes were kinda rough (as in he's so tired and a little lackluster and pulling through not without difficulty).

And then JK goes on to say that he doesn't know if it's because he's been working and being busy

but

He actually says he liked resting but after going back to work, coming home from work, to an empty apartment may I add, is not great.

Ehm and maybe it's because once again he got used to having JM by his side and being alone at Brunnen is not something that he looks forward to or enjoys or wants or finds easy to do?

Asked if he will do the challenge with Mingyu. JK, ma man, you have no idea what you started with that challenge you did with Mingyu, lol. Well, obviously he did it...

JK asked in the comments if he's happy alone, answers he's not alone. I do believe he was talking about being with army. As simple as that.

JK is such a big goofball. "I'm Iron man"...

JK watches his performance on BBC 1. Does some of the dance moves but he seems a little muted. Like I said, most of this live just felt like it lacked energy.

He does say how he felt bad that day, and it could be him not loving the performance (he nods with his head a couple of times).

He does have a good laugh at the shirt he's wearing - abs showing through the shirt, lol.

Plays Let there be love .

Ok, so JK looks up JK Seven cover and then sees AI covers, doesn't really tell us too much other than that he has heard a few and some are cool, and if you pay for it it would probably be better quality (funny to hear an artist that an AI version of themselves is cool).

And then he goes AI Jimin, which obviously popped up on his screen. Because why would it if JM wasn't part of his search logarithm to start with, lol.

Funny thing is that he looks surprised. and it's funny cause he obviously heard himself and he tells us he heard Tae, but not JM?

Maybe he preferred not to...

Or, the JM just came out because he couldn't help himself, lol.

JK talks about the Seven dance practice that was uploaded. He tells us how it was originally filmed in the Hybe practice room but he personally didn't like it. So as soon as they got to America he had them film it again.

All while he was feeling bad and achy. All while apparently there was really nothing wrong with the original recording other than him not liking it personally.

So yes folks, if anyone had doubts if this specific parallel was intended...

Other than Letter, that is. Or as the translation says Dear.Army (cannot help but wonder if JK actually calls the song by that name).

Comment: Do a seven challenge with V.

JK: I don't think V would do it.

Short and precise and moving on.

Tae did go on stage and do what? 10 seconds? Lol. But yeah, JK was surprised by that one, lol.

Surprised he came. Surprised he got up on stage and joined him.

And once again we have the weird comments - sexy shower, let's eat ramen etc. Like boundaries are non existent to these people. Yuck.

"I'm 18 today can I marry you?" JK: "I'm sorry". Like wtf dude. They should be sorry they wrote something so cringy and stupid.

Coincidence that right after that he's knocking his knuckles on the table for his JM out there for all to see?

Also, Jimin my love, JK answered the question. And it was NO! That should make you happy!!!

So, our millionaire tells us he doesn't game anymore now days and is trying to get rid of his computer. Ok, so first off, seriously? Selling it second hand? Could use the couple hundred dollars he'll get from it? Second off, is he not gaming at all or making do with what they have set up at JM's? Third, not playing at all, meaning not playing with Tae and his mates anymore?

Recommendations he says. "Watch funny BTS moments". JK: "I've already watched those..." Lol.

Question to you all:

Why does he always ask for permission to go to the loo? Lol.

What if he didn't get it?

He just couldn't stop doing the chicken voice, lol.

Clapped his mouth shut at one point too.

Dancing 7 and showing us love, lol.

At this point, we're over an hour and a half into the live and someone in the comments mentions the Love letter from army. He is really surprised by the song being released, goes looking for it and clearly hasn't seen or heard it yet.

He is moved by the song. So much so it brings him to tears. Our adorable loving JK that loves army so much it brings him to tears.

He says he's so moved, tears just flowing.

He once again mentions he hasn't seen the song before and thanks army for the song. crying a little more. and hears it again.

Second time round he is just enjoying the song, still in the feels, puffy eyes and all.

He says he knows JM saw it, explaining there is a review on the reaction (so he saw the reaction but not the song? or is the reaction up there in his recommended, cause dah, it's a JM clip and that's what dominates his search logarithm).

At this point JK talks about how he knows he is receiving love with that song. It's lovely to receive love, and that he'll memorize the song and sing it to us... waiting for it.

He really is all feely.

Continues: "to receive a song as a present from someone it's really...it's really...rare thing to get..... My heart is getting warm..."

Yes we know babe. It's rare and wonderful and you would know, wouldn't you, given this isn't the first song you have been gifted. By the love of your life.

He asks what to do. Again suggested to watch BTS funny moments, he rejects it.

Asked if he saw Barbie movie, answered not yet, but says he does want to see it.

Bam is doing well. He has to go see Bam.

Asked in the comments if he has seen the guitar JM got "I saw it I saw it".

Then JK is suggested to watch another few army songs and he does. He loves them and is moved by them and by the fact that army have created so many songs for them.

So happy, so moved...keeps singing borahae...

And then he goes and asks "should we hear JM's Dear.Army? and starts with his Jimin search, saying his name over and over again.

Knows the words by heart. Of course.

He was watching the live version. No lyrics there. It's all him.

And he is definitley in the feels.

Like deep in the feels, closing eyes little smile, looking at camera for us to see he's loving it.

And it's not about him singing, he's kind of whispering the lyrics. It's not about singing for us, it's all for himself.

And not a word about his part in the song. Nothing.

Ends with:

And still not mentioning his part in it.

Following that with repeating his JM chant - jm jaman jm jaman from the beginning, lol.

But he continues to sing the song. and then it's time to sleep.

like literally minutes earlier he said he's not tired. And now he asking if he should go to sleep. And it's time to go to sleep and does a little adlib with Letter, lol.

Oh, and "how would it sound if we sing JM letter in Kim Jang hoon's version?" the chicken version that is, lol.

But he doesn't go there.

He ends it all then and there.

I thought he wasn't tired.

Perhaps thought he could get on his bike and go to a certain someone that he just heard sing him a song forever...

Cause yep, man was in the feels.

Yeah, this one was tame and mostly uneventful. But we got him answering no to a marriage proposal (assuming that made his life partner very happy) and we got him watching JM sing letter and joining in, even though it wasn't for us. Oh no. That whole part was solely for himself. And once it was over he caught himself and bid us goodnight.

So all and all not one of his wild ones. I mean, JK gave us a run for our money only a day later with his flirt fest with JM while lying half naked in bed. And a couple later we had the savagery of JK after his Inkigayo pre-recording.

But we got this - his JM smile.

And what else do we need?

[megamindsecretlair]

It's a Little Warm, Part 3

Pairing: Bucky x Black!Fem!reader / Plus Size reader

Warnings: 18+. Minors DNI. You are in charge of your own reading experience. There is some making out, unresolved sexual tension! There's finally smut. Oral, fem receiving. Slight domination. Cursing. Mild age gap. Reader is late 20s and Bucky is mid 30s. Part 3 of 5. Slow burn to smut though. Some sentences are intentional AAVE.

Summary: Sam Wilson is your play uncle and has invited you and Bucky to stay at a cabin with him, Sarah, and the kids. After your episode, you were ordered to rest. Of course, you don't. Your light goes out and you are in the middle of replacing it when Bucky catches you.

Word Count: 2,948k

Read Part 1 | Read Part 2 | Read Part 4 | Read Part 5

A/N: I wanted to include the dinner, but it would've made this too long and I've got some chores to get to. LOL. So enjoy this bit and hopefully I can get to part 4 soon! Any mistakes are mine. While likes are awesome, please consider commenting and reblogging to help support writers!

Okay, so you lied. You said that you weren’t going to get any work done. But you were never good at following your own rules. You know the person who set them and she’s full of shit. So, even though you were supposed to be resting after your little episode and getting ready for dinner tonight, you were on your laptop researching your latest article. 

You hummed as you searched through other articles, the company website, and social media posts. The light above you flickered again, giving you a mild headache. Stupid cabin. 

As soon as you thought that, the light flickered once more and died dropping you into partial darkness. 

“Shit,” you said. You looked up as if that solved anything. It did not. You pushed away from the desk, grumbling to yourself. The ceiling was too high for you to look into the issue right away. The chair swiveled so you didn’t feel comfortable standing on it. You looked around the room for a piece of furniture you could move easily.

You stomped your foot once, letting yourself have one freakout. You took a deep breath. You were a big girl and you could handle this. 

First, you opened the curtain and blinked through the harsh afternoon light. You hadn’t realized that the day had passed you by. You sucked your teeth thinking about how everyone fawned all over you like you were some dainty, newborn lamb. It was low iron. They acted like you had split your head open.

But no, they wouldn’t let you rejoin the festivities until you took it easy and ate. Once you ate, Uncle Sam and Bucky double teamed you, making you go take a nap and relax. Bunch of babies.

The light slanting into the room highlighted dust motes swirling in the air. It was enough to brighten the room but not really enough to continue working by. So you definitely needed a new lightbulb. You figured everyone was still outside enjoying the sun. 

You opened the door, straining your ears for any signs of life in the house. Finding none, you slipped on your house slippers and padded down the stairs. You felt silly sneaking around for a lightbulb. But you’re not an invalid and bothering someone for something so small was unappealing. Plus, you had changed into a long red shirt.

“I am an adult,” you chanted over and over under your breath. Still, you hurriedly searched the kitchen for a spare lightbulb. There was a pantry towards the back. You checked it and found a stash of spare supplies. There was rope, a flare, batteries, and lightbulbs. You snatched a box and closed the pantry door softly.

Your heartbeat thumped loudly in your chest. Sneaking around made every sound too loud, every feeling too big, and hidden shadows creep in your peripheral vision. You ran up the stairs with your treasure, entered your room, and pushed the door with a silent breath. 

Step one done. You still needed a way to get to the ceiling. While you were able to get away with the light bulb, you doubted Bucky’s super hearing wouldn’t have heard the scrape of a metal ladder. 

The nightstands weren’t tall enough. There was a vintage trunk dresser at the end of the bed, but it was too short as well. Crap. Desk it is. You lifted the long shirt you had on past your legs so you had more movement. You pulled on the desk’s leg until it started to move. You thanked your lucky stars for the plush carpet beneath your feet to muffle the sounds.

You pulled it far enough to reach the ceiling comfortably. You climbed on top and removed the bowl protecting the bulb. You bent down low to place it on the desk, next to your laptop. 

There was no rush, but adrenaline still coursed in your veins. You felt like you were going to get caught at any point. “I am an adult. Nobody can tell me shit,” you told yourself. 

You replaced the faulty lightbulb, having to stand on your tiptoes for a bit of it, to make sure that it was screwed in correctly. Satisfied, you leaned over to grab the ornate bowl.

“Hey, doll, just coming to check on you.” Bucky pushed into your room since you never closed the door all the way. You squealed and wobbled on your way to standing.

Bucky called your name and he was there, his hands locking around your thighs like vice grips. You still kind of wobbled but you found your footing. You clutched the bowl to your chest and yelped. 

“What the hell?” Bucky yelled.

“The hell were you thinking?” You demanded. “Why didn’t you knock?” 

“I did!” 

Your heart beat so loudly and you felt dizzy. You almost fell and broke your neck. Anger suffused you. The overbearing prick.

As you breathed steadily to calm your heartbeat, you realized that Bucky still had his hands on your thighs. On your bare thighs. You looked down. Bucky looked at you as if he wanted to strangle you.

But it also occurred to him that he held his hands around your fleshy thighs. His breaths fanned across and as his eyes slowly tracked down to take in every inch of you. 

“Finish what you were doing,” he said, his voice a deep rumble. 

You licked your lips and took a deep breath. You could barely think as you lifted the bowl and twisted it back into place. 

“Get down here,” he said. You squatted down, feeling his hands still on you, getting higher to steady your sides and your lower back. You sat down on the desk and Bucky was there to crowd your space. 

He pushed in between your thighs and got closer. He was on fire. He smelled and felt like outside, as if he brought the heat in with him. He wore a short-sleeved blue shirt and dark jeans. He placed his hands on either side of you, staring into your eyes with furrowed brows and his lips pursed. 

“What the hell were you thinking?” He asked.

“The lightbulb went out,” you said.

“Why didn’t you come grab one of us? Oh wait, you didn’t want to be a bother right?” Bucky answered his own question so you saw no need to answer. 

Yes, you didn’t want to be a bother. You never did. You made a career out of being low maintenance and you weren’t going to change now. But also…

“I am an adult, James. If I need to change a lightbulb, I’m capable of it,” you said. 

Bucky’s eyes narrowed at your use of his given name. If you were rational, you’d recognize that you royally messed up. Irrationally, your thighs began to tingle and your pussy started to throb. You remembered that while Bucky was a good guy, he was still lethal. 

“You wanna run that by me again?” 

You swallowed hard and shook your head. Bucky smirked, but it was not a pleasant one. He brought his right hand up to caress your face. He grabbed your face, pinching your cheeks and making your full lips poke out.

“You want me to stop?” He asked. 

He only gave you an inch to move. You shook your head. “Words, doll,” he said.

“Don’t stop,” you whispered.

“Why did you think it was a good idea to climb onto a desk to change a light bulb?” 

“I’m short, we climb everything,” you said. Now wasn’t the time to be cheeky, but it was the truth. You’d been climbing on top of furniture and sinks and step stools since you were younger.

Bucky leaned forward and pressed his forehead to yours. “What if you fell?” 

“I’ve been doing this my whole life. If I fall, it’s because you startled me.” 

Bucky suddenly chuckled, switching tactics. “I guess I didn’t make myself clear earlier. You don’t have to do everything yourself anymore. You can rely on people to help,” he said.

You rolled your eyes. Bucky rubbed your face from where he held it to let you speak. 

“We’re only here for a week. If it makes you feel better, I’ll ask for help more while we’re here,” you said. There. That was a good compromise.

Bucky licked his bottom lip and smirked at you. “A week is not remotely long enough to play with you.”

“What?” You whined. Your thighs tried to close but he still stood in between your legs. You needed some type of relief. He was driving you crazy and he hadn’t touched you yet. 

“Did you think we’d be done after this week? That you’d go back home and we never saw each other again?”

“No? I mean, I figured I’d still see you when we all got together, but…” 

Bucky leaned forward and kissed you. His lips moved expertly over yours. His tongue rolled lazily around yours. He sucked on your bottom lip before pulling away.

“I’m not giving you up, doll. You’d have to beat me away with a stick,” he said. 

Your tummy flipped and fresh arousal leaked out of you. You throbbed painfully, your pussy clenching and unclenching. He gave you a heart-stopping smile. 

“Bucky, that’s not…sustainable,” you said.

“You let me worry about that,” he said. 

You smiled nervously. “Bucky…” 

He dropped his head and kissed you again. He brought his right hand up to cradle your jaw. He kissed your lips, the corner of your mouth, and then your neck. Your hands came around his shoulders and lightly rubbed him. You giggled. He hadn’t shaved yet and his stubble was rougher and it tickled your neck.

“If the next words out of your mouth aren’t, ‘yes, Bucky’, then I don’t want to hear it,” he said. 

You bit the inside of your cheek, prepared to defy him. He brought his left hand to squeeze your hip, making you jerk.

The movement also made your shirt ride up. You were wearing the same thing you had on last night. When he stopped you from going further. His eyes darkened as he got a sneak at your panties. 

“I can take care of that for you,” he said. He blinked at you, showing off those deep blue eyes. 

Your chest noticeably moved up and down as you grew more and more excited. “Yes, Bucky,” you said.

Bucky grinned. He left your embrace to close the door. He flipped the lock and a thrill of desire shot through you. Then, he stepped back to you, claiming your lips and cradling your head in his hands. He moved you where he wanted. He angled your face to allow him to kiss you deeper. 

He made your head fuzzy from how well he kissed. He pushed in between your legs, rubbing his thick bulge into the core of you. The rough denim scratched at your thighs and you moaned into his mouth. 

He picked you up and you yelped. Your arms came around his neck and held on for dear life. He chuckled at your reaction and licked your neck. 

He tossed you on the bed and you bounced once. He descended on top of you, pressing you firmly into the mattress. He kissed you and your neck, down to your collarbone. He groaned as he palmed your breasts through the t-shirt you wore. 

You moaned and licked your lips, the anticipation driving you wild. He grabbed your legs and pushed them open, revealing your panties in full. Your cheeks warmed a bit. 

“Do you always wear these?” He asked. His voice was a breathless baritone.

“Yes,” you admitted. Your secret weakness was sexy lingerie. Though you didn’t have anyone that would see them, you liked feeling sexy. You liked wearing completely ordinary clothes like jeans, shorts, or dresses but had on something filthy underneath. It made you feel good so you walked tall.

“You had these last night?” He asked. 

“A version. I shower, like a normal person,” you said. Bucky bent down and bit your thigh. Hard. You cried out.

“Smart ass.” He groaned though. Maybe he was thinking of what he pushed away last night. Good. You liked knowing that you were capable of driving him insane. Bucky lowered his head to rest against your lower tummy, his nose right at the center of you.

He breathed deeply and groaned again. “I wish we had more time. I was supposed to collect you for dinner,” he said. 

You tried to sit up but Bucky pressed his left metal arm onto your chest and pushed you back down. 

“No, I’m going to enjoy this while I can,” he said. Before you could ask what the hell he was on about, Bucky dropped to his knees and licked your panties. 

“Oh god,” you said and rolled your eyes. 

He pressed his nose in further, pushing your panties to rub in-between your pussy lips. He moved the gusset out of the way, and rubbed it between two fingers. 

“Oh, doll. And you’re soaked. All for me?” He asked.

“Yes, Bucky,” you whined. 

Bucky growled in satisfaction. He attacked you. His lips suckled your clit and you bucked off of the bed. His left arm pushed you back down, with enough force to leave no room for movement. 

He swirled your clit with his tongue, lapping up every last drop of your pussy juices. He licked one long stripe from your vagina to your clit. Then he really went to town. He flicked his tongue back and forth. His rapid flicks had you seeing stars. You slid your hands into his hair and pulled.

“Pull harder, doll,” he said. 

You pulled harder like he demanded and he growled. He returned to your pussy, licking and sucking. Desire pooled in your lower belly. You felt ready to reach that peak, you were climbing higher and higher. 

Your thighs started to close. Bucky took his right hand and used his finger to tease your opening. You were so slick, you were sure he would slide right in without issue. He dipped his finger in and he cooed. 

“I’m gonna have to stretch this out before I take you, doll,” he said into your pussy. His lips brushed your clit as he spoke. 

Your thighs wrapped around his head involuntarily. You were so damn close. He just needed to keep…going…just…

He stopped. “Wait, no,” you cried. 

You leaned up to look at Bucky. His beard was dripping with spit and your juices. It was filthy and dirty and so fucking hot you almost came from the sight. He gave you that smile you loved so much. 

He kissed both of your inner thighs, leaving sloppy wet kisses there. 

“That’s what you get for being stubborn. For thinking you were going to get away from me after this week.” 

“Wait, please. I’ll do better. Please,” you panted.

Bucky stood up anyway and found your towel. He licked his lips for one last taste and wiped his face. 

He leaned down and teased your lips, getting close to kissing you and then pulling back at the last minute. You smelled yourself on his lips and leaned forward trying to taste it.

“You get through this dinner like my good little doll and I’ll let you come after,” he said. 

“Bucky, please. I’ll do anything,” you begged. 

Bucky only grinned. “Begging doesn’t work on me either.”

He gave you a quick, punishing kiss before he stood up and smacked your pussy.

“Better hurry. You know Sam is greedy as hell,” he said. As he turned to leave, he pushed your desk back where it belonged. And that fucker really left the room. 

He left you there a cold, wet mess. A cold, wet, unfulfilled mess. You dropped your head back on to the bed, staring at the ceiling, not ready to believe what the hell just happened. 

That peak was long gone, snatched from you at the last minute. You got up, not wanting someone to pass by and see what a mess you made. You stood on shaky legs and headed towards the bathroom to get cleaned up. 

You cursed him ten ways from Sunday. If he thought he would get away with that, he was sorely mistaken. You were going to drive him just as crazy. You grinned evilly as you washed up and headed to your room. You heard him moving in his room. The kids were in their room arguing. 

Uncle Sam called out something so you knew he was headed up. You went to your room and closed the door this time. You found the sexiest pair of lingerie you could find in your suitcase. Then, you found a dress you were saving for your girl’s day with Aunt Sarah. The plan was to have a relaxing day away from the boys for a bit. Let them do whatever it was that men did. Spit, fart, and scratch their ass, you guessed.

It was a dark orange dress with giant flowers on it. It was modest enough to wear around the general public, but made your legs and ass look fantastic. As you shimmied into it, you wondered how many ways you could tease Bucky until he caved. Until he couldn’t take it anymore. Until he got that silly little notion out of his head, that he could deny you your release. 

He was going to pay. You put on strappy sandals and fixed your makeup, going for a soft, innocent look. You smiled into the mirror when you were done. Hell, you brought your vibrator. Maybe you’d fuck yourself to climax tonight and make him listen.

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“bye, softie jr.”

Rosa Diaz x teen daughter! reader

warnings: the squad being their usual chaotic selves & rosa being an (over) protective mama. (i love rosa being soft, lol)

in which, the 99 finally meets y/n. unplanned.

continuation to “you’re a softie”

You always wondered how it was possible that no one on the squad’s somehow run into you while you were out with Rosa. Your Mom’s somehow never run into her colleagues outside of work, while she was with you, at least. Due to your closeness in age, the two of you have been mistaken for siblings on many occasions. And on this fine day, you had a first date gone…bad and needed keys to get home. But you left them at home since you left home the same time as Rosa that day to go to school. After school let out at 2:30, you went to lunch with Amelia from your Social Studies class. She was nice, and you liked her- but at the end of the lunch, you’ve come to realise you didn’t actually like her the way you thought you did. Being a 15-minute walk away from the precinct, you decided to use the fact that you needed the house keys as an excuse to mess with her. She wasn’t against you meeting them, thus you your decision to go to the 9-9. Stepping out of the elevator and entering the bullpen, you headed straight for Rosa’s desk barely having to look where you were going.

“Been expecting you. How was the date?”

“Fine, but that was also the last.” You told her and she pulls the one earbud you had in, off. Just for the heck of it.

“Why? Did they do anything-”

“No, I just don’t really vibe with her at all, that’s all. I’m perfectly fine.” You assured.

“Good.”

“I need your keys. Forgot to grab mine since we left together this morning.”

You could feel the eyes on you but you tried to ignore them.

“Here.” She opens up her drawer to get them, “Be home when I’m home. Otherwise, I can’t get in.”

“Of course.” You stifled a laugh, “What time do you clock out?”

“From the looks of it, 6:30? Maybe 7. I’ll pick up dinner on the way, how’s that?”

“That’s great.” You gave her a big smile on purpose just to see how she’d react.

“Hey, Rosa.” Amy says as she walked by you, “Wait—” She stops in her tracks and turned on her heels to take a good look. By now, everyone Rosa worked with was watching. Amy was the last one.

“Who’s this, Roro?” Charles asked.

“Call me that again and I’ll burn your sourdough starter to a crisp.” Rosa threatened. You let a laugh slip- you simply couldn’t take her seriously. She wasn’t like this with you at all- this was an act.

“She looks like she could be your sister.” Terry noted.

“Nope.” Rosa answered, “Try again.” You and Rosa shared a glance. Truthfully, the answer could not have been more obvious if it weren’t for the close age gap. You were pretty much a spitting image of your Mother— thank goodness.

“No way- it can’t be.” Jake broke the silence. Amy analysed Rosa’s face then yours, noting that the two of you had your arms crossed the same, with the same expressions on your face. Even the way you were dressed- heavily influenced by Rosa’s style. A light bulb went off in her mind.

“Rosa, I cannot believe this- you have a teenage daughter and this is first time we’re meeting her?!”

Terry’s mouthful of yogurt felt like it got caught in his throat, Charles nearly spilled his coffee all over himself, Jake’s bag of gummies and jellybeans fell from his hand and hilariously scattered all over the floor. Hitchcock and Scully? As clueless as ever. Solely focused on their bags of chips. Oh, and Gina who immediately snapped a photo of you two side by side. There was pin drop silence in the bullpen up until Holt came out to check on his squad. “Why is it so quiet? This is extremely unlike your usual selves.” He remarked, then he quickly spotted an unfamiliar person— you standing by Rosa’s desk. Now, it got awkward.

“They’ve just met my daughter and they’re shocked.” Rosa informs him.

“I see.” He nodded emotionlessly, “Nice to meet you, y/n.”

“Captain Holt. Likewise.” You gave him a polite smile.

“Everybody, get back to work.” He ordered. The buzz continues. “Will you guys wait until I’ve at least left the precinct to talk about me?” You sassed.

“How old are you?” Jake asked.

“17.”

“Damn. Respect, Rosa.” Jake’s eyes widened, “You were 18?!”

“Okay, that’s it. You guys already know too much.” Rosa decided, “No more questions. y/n, go home.”

“Yes, ma’am.” You joked.

“Stop it.” She said back, acting cracking a smile.

“Boy, I haven’t seen you this close to smiling since never.” Jake commented.

“I heard you had a date? Who’s the lucky guy?” Boyle asks.

“Charles, right?” You cleared your throat, “I’m a lesbian, so there was no guy.”

“Oh. I- I am so sorry.” He stutters.

“Why are you afraid of a 17-year old?” Rosa snorted.

“Why isn’t she afraid of you?” Charles retorted before he even thought it through.

“I am loving this.” Gina sighs.

“Why would she need to be? We’re practically best friends.” She shrugged. Now, they were even more curious about how Rosa was like outside of work. “Okay, you need to get home.”

“I’m going, I’m going. I know.” You sigh, throwing your hands up in mock defeat, “You’ll pick up my prescription?”

“I remember, y/n, yes.”

The squad says bye to you as you turned to leave. In retrospect, you could’ve easily passed some time at the nearby library and did some work but you weren’t going to pass up the opportunity to meet her friends officially.

“Byeee, softie…junior.” Jake called out, causing you to laugh as you hit the elevator button.

[eardefenders]

Pampúshka (пампушка)

So the third food mentioned in the series is Pampushka (when Sherlock is criticizing the Borscht lol). Pampushky (that's the plural) are sweet or savory bread buns which are a side at meals. Kind of like dinner rolls. I'm going to share here a recipe for Garlic Pampushky since those seem to a)come up as the most common variant and b)cause I'm positive these would be delicious with the borscht.

Ingredients:

Buns

1/2oz (2 packets) of ActiveDry yeast

1/2 cup of water

1/2 cup milk

2 tsp sugar

2 eggs, room temp

Half stick unsalted butter (or you can use salted, but taste how salty it is and depending on that adjust the added salt)

1 1/2 tsp salt

3 1/2 to 5 cups of unbleached flour (no self rising!)

1-2 tbsp of butter or oil for greasing. (You can also use nonstick spray but I don't recommend it.)

Garlic sauce

2 garlic bulbs, about 12 cloves (or a tbsp of dried garlic powder; can also be measured with your heart here)

1/2 bunch of dill, minced (like around half a cup here)

1 tsp salt (again, adjustable to taste)

1-3 tbsp of melted butter or vegetable oil (I think butter tastes better)

To Make the Buns:

Open the yeast packets and pour them out in a large bowl. Heat the milk and water to very warm (but not hot! you should be able to dip you finger in without scalding yourself) and add half of each to the yeast. Then add the sugar and mix milk, water and yeast a few times with a spoon. Pour in the remaining milk and water. Let stand in a warm place for like 5-10 minutes so the yeast has a moment to wake up.

Beat both eggs and add them to yeast mixture. Stir to combine. Then add salt and stir again.

Gradually add in flour. I like to do this by quarters when I'm making breads. Add a quarter of flour and stir it in until just combined, then add another quarter, stir, so on and so forth until the dough becomes a dough. You'll know it's become a dough when it's difficult to mix with a spoon. You also might not use all of the flour called for, that's okay.

Grease a large bowl with the butter or oil for the dough to rise in after kneading. Transfer your dough to a floured surface and knead with your hands. The dough will be sticky and stick to your hands, that's ok. Just keep kneading until it's a bit less sticky (about 10 full kneads) and it holds a ball-ish shape.

Transfer the dough to the greased bowl and cover it with a hand towel or cling film. Let the dough rise in a warm place for 1-1 1/2 hours. (I like to turn my oven on it's lowest setting-200°F- and set the dough on a trivet on top of it. If it's a cold day I recommend keeping the doors and windows closed during this part. If it's a hot day you'll probably be fine.) Should roughly double in size.

Grease hands with butter or oil and knead the dough one more time (5 to 10 full kneads). If it's still sticking to your hands you can also ad more flour to your kneading surface and knead it in.

Divide the dough into little balls of equal size (around the size of a baseball for reference) and shape them into round buns.

You can use a flat pan or round pan to bake these. Whichever you choose, either coat with butter or line with parchment paper (if using nonstick you can use neither I guess, but I don't use nonstick). Place the buns side by side about an inch or so apart if you want them to have a crust, butt them up against each other if you want more of a pull apart bread.

Cover the dough balls once again lightly with a towel or cling film and place it in your designated warm spot for a rise. Should only be about 30 mins to an hour; they should double in size.

While the buns do their final rise, preheat your oven to 350°F and make sure you have a rack in the middle of your oven. Also take a shallow pan and fill it with a bit of water. You'll be putting this in the oven on a rack under your pampushky tray; the water will create a steam effect.

Once the buns have completed their final rise, remove their cover and put the tray in the preheated oven. Then, put the tray with water under the tray with the pampushky. Bake the buns at 350°F for around 18-20 minutes. They should become a light golden brown. Watch them towards the end because, like all breads, they'll burn quickly. It's okay if they take a bit longer then 20 minutes as long as you're watching them. As soon as you pull the buns out of the oven, brush them heavily with the garlic sauce.

To Make the Sauce (which I would do while the breads are in their final rise):

Wash and chop the dill finely, if using fresh. Peel and crush the garlic, if using fresh. Combine the dill, garlic, parsley, salt, and butter/vegetable oil. Mix to combine and let the sauce rest on the counter at room temp until ready to use.

Eat them hot or let them cool! Either way they'll be yummy!

Enjoy!

[ultimateaclrecovery]

Checking in on my 2023 goals!

23 things for 2023

1. buy 1 horse

Done!! Bought Luna!!!

2. Knit a pair of socks

I knit a sock, that I finished today. But I mostly decided I wanted to knit other things instead so this is fine

3. Three camping trips

went to mt of the holy cross, and New Mexico for two camping nights, plus a day hike in winter park. So technically no but pretty close!

4. Plant four pumpkins

…..no. I bought seeds and did nothing and I don’t feel that bad about it

5. Handstand (five fingers) press

Lol no. Did nothing for it. Never made a plan and so did not achieve

6. Kill side yard weeds (because weeds are the devil 666)

Success? I paid a Gardner to pull them all so yes! Feels like a failure because I didn’t really deal with them or the yard in general, but they are all gone now.

7. Go to Loyola social justice meeting (7th heaven)

I went to a meeting! And baked cookies for an event. (And then never went back oops)

8. Mail 8 letters to mates - birthday cards probably

Success! (Rebecca birthday, Sarah birthday, Clare get well card, Callie birthday, Alison birthday, clare birthday, Callie wedding, clare kt recipe card)

9. Research 9 hours of getting a cat (9 lives)

Decided a horse was enough so stopped researching 🤷‍♀️[ read complete guide to adopting a cat 3 hours]

10. Do ten full pull ups

Total yes, in a row like intended absolutely not. I can do like 2.5 in a row. Made haphazard progress, but now I have a pull up bar so hoping for better next year!

11. Buy 11 things off of my to buy eventually list

Success! This was easy and I did it! (air fryer, air mattress, nice soap dispensers, office mat, thermometer, fire extinguisher, white tank top, little plates, shower cleaner, plastic drain pipes, sheet pan organizer, bonus: back door light bulb, rainbow flag and holder, more bras)

12. Go on 12 dates

Success! I thought this would be really hard but then I just got my boyfriend by like February and it ended up being the easiest ny resolution ever. He even asked me out to start.

13. Run a half marathon 13.1 miles

Success! (Okay this was a gimme because I signed up for it and had a training plan in 2022 but still)

14. Hike a fourteener

Success! mt of the holy cross and it was terrifying and very long but we did it!

15. Read 30 (15x2) books

I read 27 and have three in various states of completion. I kind of wanted to power this one thru but it wouldn’t have been fun and then what’s the point. This one is hard because I abandoned so so many books this year. Like I made it at least one chapter into like 40 and a couple half way thru. So close but no cigar but I refuse to read things that aren’t fun just to hit a goal so I feel fine about it.

16. Host 8 things

Hosted 3, organized a couple others so partial credit. I would like to do better in the future. ( galentines, whimsy brunch, birthday, organized brunch at watercourse, organized lake day)

17. Go out dancing (must be more dancing than drinking, dance class counts.)(dancing queen only 17)

Nope. But also that’s fine.

18. Upgrade phone and deal with all photos. Upload belize to fb and save others. Data management

Mostly. I got an external storage for Christmas so I can finish when I get home. So solid partial credit. (uploaded some. Upgraded phone plus new battery, still need to get data off of it) emmapictures2222_2@gmail.com emmapictures2222@gmail.com

19. General contractor for house cracks plus install air conditioner

Success. Installed ac. Got the cracks looked at once and they were fine and then they got worse and now I’m getting foundation work done. So success I guess.

20. Get 20 layout ds

… I did not count. I def got some but probably not 20 so partial credit. (4 from leiout)

21. Go to frisbee Masters regionals

Success! Another bit of gimme but we went and qualified to nationals!)

22. Buy purple navel jewelry (I’m feeling 22)

Success! (And I love it)

23. volunteer for 23 hours

No and I feel bad about it. I need to find something to volunteer with. I feel like I should have the time/be able to make time but it also feels like I never have time and also never want to. But I think it’s important.

So overall full success on 11 of the goals, happy partial on 5, annoyed partial on 2, abandoned 4 and failed my last one and feel bad about it.

But overall pretty good success!

[claudiajcregg]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Tagged by both @mihrsuri and @unseenacademic 💜💜💜 Thank you so much! I actually wrote up most of the answers the day I was tagged, and then forgot to post them. For over 10 days, probably. Me bad.

1. How many works do you have on Ao3? 23! (One of them is a 'collection' of short ficlets, and has 6 chapters. So 28 stories in 23 works so far. Probably about to be more stories in still 23 works.)

2. What's your total Ao3 word count? 156,597 words. For now.

3. What fandoms do you write for? Currently? Just TWW. Who knows in the future!

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

They have about 35% of my total kudos, but the first two are ~21% alone. (The first one is the only fic that has over 100 kudos. Then again, any of them getting above 30 is a miracle.)

maybe everything's just turning out how it should be (Big Block of Cheese 2008; CJ & Josh. Posted Feb 2021) [121]

say it's here where our pieces fall in place (Vignettes, 1998-2008. Posted Jan 2022.) [66]

just your smile lit a sixty-watt bulb in my house that was darkened for days (Thanksgiving 2006. Posted Dec 2022.) [55]

nobody knows how to get back home (Missing scene from ITSOTG. Posted April 2023) (wait what. top 4?!) [50]

we could be the way forward and I know I'll pay for it (B4A Campaign Fic, spring 1998. Posted May 2021) [47]

5. Do you respond to comments?

YES. I don't take them for granted, and I like interacting with my readers. Sharing is nerve-wracking and makes me feel so exposed, so any comment makes it worth it. I like to thank peeps for their time! As of late, it's taking me weeks to get back to comments for Brain/spoons reasons (and because I try to do so in order, though not always). I sometimes feel bad I have fallen behind on leaving my own comments, so replying to what I get makes me feel bad. I love getting the rare, long, thoughtful comments, because I love seeing what people pick up on (had to restrain myself from commenting on everything), so if that one's up next… It'll delay everything. I have a harder time letting go of those.

I know replying or not is a hot topic, and I fall on the side of 'whatever the author does is fine' (I see them as being voluntary gifts to the author, kinda, but I understand why some authors can't or won't reply! Especially those who get dozens.). It does feel weird(ly demoralizing) when you see that yours is one of a couple of comments they haven't replied to, though. (Selfishly, as someone who tries to write medium-long comments, lack of anything can sting. It's irrational, it's not what I'm after, but it'd be nice to know whether that hour plus of my time was worth it. It's not transactional and I hate that c4c idea or whatever. Just. weird feelings.)

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

As we've established in previous similar memes (lol, I think I've answered these questions before), my fics don't really have angsty endings! For the most part. I think I said don't want you to go but I'll be okay then, and I can still buy that/definitely popped into my brain. I think some of my late S7 fics have an ominous feel to them, with some references/buildup to the angsty parts of IM, but I wouldn't call them angsty endings.

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

Um. The opposite is true! still you never took your hand from mine was my first thought, but I feel like oh, and I will be with you to feel the California sun is pretty darn happy. I could have picked almost any of them and I could make a case for them!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I luckily do not. I have gotten a couple of comments that have messed with my brain, and made me second-guess things, but they were not hate.

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

Yes, but not regularly and not that well. It's usually short, mild scenes at most, but I did challenge myself to write a more explicit one last summer, especially after I got those 'one bed' tropes in the Wheel but didn't go there in the 500-word limit. Streets say it's hot. IDK. I also wrote a smutty continuation to the exchange fic. Best if we forget parts of that one happened. I also started writing one that would be in my S5 pregnancy universe but 🤐

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

I don't. But this question confirms to me I have answered this before because I know I've joked about how TV has already done that for me, lmao. See: Bones/Sleepy Hollow.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? (I had to track down this question because it wasn't anywhere.) I don't think so!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope! I'm having déjà vu here. I know I have answered this before: I could do it myself! But I have a feeling it wouldn't be as easy as one might think, but I'd be honored.

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

I don't think so…? If I have, it was years ago, in my forum/LJ days. I've been trying to make it happen for a while now, but who knows if it'll ever happen. WE HAVE IDEAS. We want to make it happen. (Wink wink, nudge nudge. You know who.)

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

Spaceships are so cool. Atlantis was the first space shuttle I saw in person (and also the one I've seen the most) and it and its exhibit are awesome. I'm only missing Discovery out of the four space shuttles, because I didn't go to the second National Air and Space Museum location in Virginia back in 2015. And once the new exhibit center is completed, I'd love to see Endeavour again.

(In all seriousness, I don't have one. Booth and Brennan will forever and always hold a special place in my heart, but I love CJ and Danny so much, writing for them, their journey. Pls don't make me pick.)

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

I am a big 'never say never' person, because I end up picking stuff up (and maybe rewriting it to fit my current style/ability) if I remember an idea… But I'm guessing many of them won't get finished. Probably some of those that are deep in my notes app or on the drive.

16. What are your writing strengths? I (try to) dig into the emotion of a scene as best as I can.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? Everything else? I know it sounds like an excuse (at least to my ears), but writing in your second language is hard. I know my writing sounds limited because of it – my descriptions will never be as evocative as I wish they were, my dialogue won't be there. I am not the most imaginative person, either.

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

If it makes sense, and won't take the reader out of the story, go for it! (A few words, or a line or two, might work if there's appropriate context.)

But also, as a non-native speaker, I'll always recommend using pals who might be fluent in that language and checking with them! I know that, throughout my many years in fandom, I've read quick things in Spanish within English fics that weren't entirely correct in the context they were being used (i.e. character's fluency, smaller details), and they took me out for a second. (I know, I know – pot, meet kettle. If anyone has read an unedited story of mine, they've found me making up English phrases.)

19. First fandom you wrote for? Bones. In Spanish. (I also think I wrote some ficlets in English that are probably hidden in some random LJ comm I created for my writing. They're probably 14-15 years old.)

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

I honestly cannot pick! And maybe it's yet to come. But basically, if I've gone through the embarrassment of having someone edit/beta a fic and catch all the avoidable mistakes, it's because it genuinely has something I like about it and that I think others will like, too. (Perceived quality aside.)

Off the top of my head, and out of the posted fics (obvious recency bias, sorry). I have a story for all 23… Also, let's consider I've mostly not read them since they were posted so I might be off. (Would love to hear what everyone's favorite is, if you've read any and are reading this!) Obviously, that top 5 by kudos has great ones. There's a reason

don't want you to go but I'll be okay: I just remember finishing it and knowing it was something special. Felt like many things coming together. I wanted to write angstier, a break from the endgame of the IM AU I've yet to post, and I think it works. I had had that quote as inspo for a while, and I think the trip to Berlin put it back on my mind. (The first haunted by the notion draft is from around this time, too!)

your love is a secret I'm hoping, dreaming, dying to keep: the structure is likely a tad repetitive, maybe (but also, the point of 3+1s, sort of?) but I love writing in that s7 period, and there should be more fic with the press corps. I think the stuff I wrote while editing (which included an overhaul of the +1) is even better than what was there.

oh, and I will be with you to feel the California sun: recency bias, yes. I love a good early Cali story, and even if this was nowhere the story I sat down to write originally, I love how it turned out. It's silly but fun, and so sunny.

still you never took your hand from mine: I will always have all the soft spots for my memoir stories, even if two of them have yet to be posted. This one doubled its size a year and a half after “finishing” it because I realized what it was missing. It's sappy, probably unrealistic re: the publishing industry, but damn it if it's not one of those that have made me cry while editing them.

we could be the way forward and I know I'll pay for it: I had to include an oldie but goodie from my first year, and this one is so special to me. (Along with BBC 2008, which I also absolutely adore. That was the fic I always wanted to post. Hilarious it was third. But it's also my most popular fic by a huge margin.) Seeing it recommended on Tumblr? God. I love campaign stories and all their potential. I love that I took a random line from some unposted story and it evolved into this fic.

nobody knows how to get back home: I almost added the most recent one because of how fun it was to write (or, as I mentioned above, Big Block of Cheese) but I like how bittersweet this missing scene one is. I find CJ's internal struggle so interesting to explore, and this is one of her most vulnerable moments. I also wanted to see a hug so badly.

[guinevereslancelot]

what is it with me and spending stupid amounts of money on frivolous things every january 🤡

[onedayimgonnasnap]

OK, hear me out: a Vine loving MC trolling the princes alongside the headmaster? Like they teach Lou all about Vines and they work together to troll the squad of princes.

PLEASE I LOVE THAT IDEA SM HAHA 💀It’s making me laugh thinking about it-

~The Vine Takeover~

COD X READER

Warning: cursing (it’s me idk if you’re expecting anything else)

TW: Guy

Also sorry this felt rushed lol

@ithseem Hope you enjoy!

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“So you’re telling me people make these so called ‘videos’ that are only a few seconds long and it’s supposed to be funny?”

Lou tried his best to amuse Mc, but it was clear he didn’t get what was so legendary about vines.

It has been a since a couple of days and once a day at least MC shows Lou a vine with the phone they brought with them to the world.

Lou still confused about most of them but keeps an open mind since it seems to amuse the MC a lot.

Soon eventually Lou began to be amused by the vibe culture in general- He memorized them and it was you and his weird inside jokes.

One day while you were sketching random thoughts that come in mind outside in the court yard.

Then an idea hit you like a light bulb turned on.

‘What If…’

Soon a evil smile came on your face. Never a good sign of peace in the academy when that happens.

.

.

.

You luckily broke into Lou’s office sitting on his chair back facing the door waiting for Lou’s arrival, so you can see if your new formed partner in crime would be up to the challenge.

Phinny and Nix let you have your way, as they were just happy Lou had someone to socialize with and Lou looked like he needed to get some fresh air more.

When Lou walked into his office you spun the chair forward like a super villain one leg crossed over the other with Robin on their lap.

Lou gave you a blank stare for a second as you both awkwardly stared at eachother.

After 30 seconds he let out a smile and laughed a little at the sight a bit amused how you presented yourself.

“What a pleasant surprise we have here lovely MC.”

“Don’t start bullshitting I can hear the sarcasm in your voice.”

“Me? never!” Lou said while laughing quietly.

You raised you eye brow at him.

“Well then, I have a proposition for you.”

“Well what do I owe your highness the favor.”

He laughed as you pulled your shoe off and smacked his head repeatedly with it.

“Master MC you shouldn’t be so violent with him!” Robin said worryingly as he stood up to sit on the desk still not deciding to do anything as you abused the headmaster.

…

“Anyways! Back to business, I’d like to have a partner I crime.” You huffed and giggled sitting back in your chair.

Lou soon started listening as he heard the mischief in your voice. He was in on it.

——-

Toa was taking a nap when you and Lou teleported in his room, he looked so peaceful sleeping almost like an angel.

How every, your pranks were for everyone.

You slowly got close to him whispered; “Zoobat- Super Sonic go-“

Then Lou with a guitar and magic makes the loudest noice known to man. While Toa wakes up in a panic as he sees you both run away laughing.

——-

Rio was about to make eat some food from the dorm kitchen however when he opened the one of the doors a bunch of lemons from the human world hit him in the head-

“When life gives you lemons.”

——-

(Not really a prank but-)

You and Guy were shopping at a really cheap store.

“Look Guy it’s the good cush” You smiled

“This is a really in expensive store how good could it be” Guy rolled his eyes.

——-

Guy and Fenn were hanging out talking (More like Fenn annoying Guy and Guy excepting his fate)

“Two bros chilling in the hot tub 5 feet apart because they’re not gay-“

——-

This lasted about a week. Everyones hiding from you and Lou.

[purplesurveys]

1836

What’s the earliest you’ve ever had to wake up for work? 12:30 AM is my newest record – had a scheduled hike all the way in Batangas two weeks ago and we were set to leave by 2 AM.

Do you use reusable shopping bags to reduce waste? Yes, but not always. I'll sometimes shop unplanned so I won't always have a bag with me.

How many times have you moved? Once in infancy, two times in childhood. The next time I'll do so it'll be for my own place which is kind of crazy to think about!

Where were you going the last time you were a passenger in a car? Church, this morning. We also stopped by Wilcon so my mom could pick up something for the bathroom.

Do you know anyone who has changed their first name? Apparently it's really common for people my age to 'rebrand' and go with different nicknames in school and work, so yes.

Are you nerdy? If so, in what ways? I like professional wrestling, which I would consider nerdy/geeky.

Which one of your senses would you be the most devastated to lose? Sight and touch.

Have you ever dated someone who posted a ton of selfies on social media? I wouldn't say they did.

Do you know anyone who has been on life support, and survived? Not sure. I don't think so.

What scent is the nearest candle? Vanilla.

Have you ever been to Michigan? Nope.

Do your parents have a strong relationship together? Yes. They're toxic at times in ways I don't feel like expounding on, because it makes me sad; but for the most part their marriage has been a very happy one.

When was the last time you attended a religious service of any sort? Sunday mass this morning. It also happens to be Palm Sunday so people were waving those leaves around.

Do you ever feel like you’re sharing too much about yourself online? The fact is that I do lol, but it's only on this part of 'online.' I do keep some kind of wall on my other accounts and focus on my interests.

How many windows are in the room you’re in? None, I'm at the rooftop.

Are you on good or bad terms with your most recent ex? It ended on such emotionless terms that I'd say as far as terms...there aren't any. The whole thing just feels nonexistent, and I have found my peace with viewing the relationship as if it never happened. It's also healthier for me that way.

What was the last necklace you wore? It's silver, with a silver and purple heart charm.

What were you doing 3 hours ago? I was having dinner with my family.

Have you ever read any of Charles Darwin’s works? I don't think I have.

What was the first thing you did after getting out of bed today? I woke up to the sound of the dogs play-wrestling so I went down to see what was up and to play with them for a little bit.

When was the last time you read a newspaper? Safe to assume >4 years ago.

If there was such a thing as a mental health first aid kit, what would you want to be in it? My favorite chips, a reed diffuser, a picture frame of BTS, and a BTS concert DVD hehe.

Is there anyone who always seems to misunderstand everything you say? There used to be.

Do you think there are more dimensions than what we’re able to perceive? Yes.

What is currently on your bathroom counter? We have a cabinet instead of a counter, and in it we have...everything that's supposed to be in the bathroom, basically. The toothbrushes and toothpaste, deodorant, napkins, and a few first aid items.

What was the last carbonated drink you had? Continued from last night. Beer.

Does anyone in your family have schizophrenia? Nope.

What light in your house was the last to have a bulb burn out? One of the bulbs we have in the living room.

What was your favorite book you ever read for a school assignment? Without Seeing the Dawn.

Do you know anyone who’s always on their phone when you’re trying to talk to them? No.

Have you ever been fired? If so, did you get unemployment benefits? I've never been fired.

Do any of your neighbors have loud children? A loud kid who just so happens to be a louder shrieker/crier, yes.

Have you ever been in an abandoned house? I've looked at one from the outside, but didn't go in.

[suckitsurveys]

What are some of your favorite cities you’ve been to? Boston, Ogunquit/York (ME), Nashville, Lake Delton (WI).

Would you allow your children to date prior to 16? I'm not having children, let’s start there.

Did you ever go through a phase where you thought guys in bands were ‘hot?’ Sure.

What’s something about adult life you were never warned of or prepared for? All of it.

Did your parents teach you proper table manners when you were growing up? Yeah.

What was the last thing you baked? Cookies.

Do you live more than 5 hours away from the nearest international border? If you drove, yes, it would take just a hair over 5 hours to get to the closest point of Canada from Chicago.

Does your town have a farmer’s market? Several.

What’s the westernmost point you’ve been to? Wendover, Nevada.

What was the last restaurant you made a reservation at? Eris, though technically it was my friend who made it.

When did you last feel lonely? I haven’t really felt lonely in a long time. Or at least, what I would call lonely. I’ve felt like pieces of me were missing when missing my long distance friends, but I wouldn’t say that’s “lonely.”

Can you easily tell when others are masking their true emotions? Sure, sometimes.

How often do you wash your car? At a car wash? RARELY. I can’t even tell you the last time I did. It feels silly getting a car wash when your car is like 30% rust lol. But I clean out the inside at least once a month. As clean as I can get it lol.

When did you last lend money to a friend? I don’t do that; if anything I’ll buy my friend food or something if they can’t pay.

Which app on your phone do you tend to get the most notifications from? Uhhhhhhh I have push notifications off on the apps I’d get the most notifications on lol. If I had tik tok notification on for “likes” on comments I leave, my phone wouldn’t shut up. I looked the other day at my notifications on that app and I had like 1300 something likes yikes.

Do you own a Dutch oven? If so, what was the last thing you cooked in it? Nope.

What is currently on your kitchen table? We don’t have a kitchen table.

What is your favorite time period in history to learn about? I loved learning about Native American history.

How old were you when you met your current best friend? I was 13/14 when I met Sarah and Randal, 21 when I met Mark, and 23/24 when I met Ellen.

Have you ever kissed a smoker? Yes.

What is the minimum age to obtain a driver’s license in your state/country? Do you think this is an appropriate age? 16. It’s fine, I don’t care one way or the other.

If you won the lottery, do you think any of your family members would ask you to give them some of your money? Yes.

What is the craziest thing you’ve seen happen at your workplace? I don’t know.

Do you own any home automation gadgets like wifi thermostats or wifi bulbs? We have Alexa outlets.

What is something you gave up on after many failed attempts? Reading for fun again.

How old were you when you started to seriously think about what career path you wanted to pursue? I’ll let you know.

Have you ever disliked a book so much that you didn’t finish it? Uh huh.

Would you rather read a book, or listen to the audiobook? Audio plz.

Do you think tomorrow will be a better day than today? YESSSSSS I don’t have to work for TWO WEEKS after todaaaayyyyy

[anniesocsandgeneralstore]

*clears throat and opens my notebook* I have some questions about Christmas time during your werewolf au

1. Is Ronnie or Jake or both the type to go all out with the Christmas decorations??

2. Does Jake pick out and cut down the Christmas tree himself or do he and Ronnie pick one out together??

3. Is Christmas a joint celebration between red sky and blue river or do they do their own thing??

4. Do ronnie and Jake read the story ‘‘twas the night before Christmas to their kids on Christmas Eve?? (My parents used to do this for me and my brother and it’s one of my fondest memories)

Sorry for the spam of questions I just really love your werewolf au and Christmas is probably one of my favorite times of the year

oh don't be sorry!! I freaking love getting asks like this!! Thank you so much for sending it in, and I can't wait to talk about Christmas/Holiday time in The Echo Universe 🖤🐺

okay, so technically, werewolves celebrate a version of Yuletide, a twelve-day celebration that starts on the shortest day of the year

this is when the Moon Goddess is at her strongest, and it really is a celebration of her and all she's given. Lots of feasting, a gift is given each day, and it ends with a big sacrifice. basically the whole thing is werewolves being like "fuck yeah, the MOON, bitch!!"

so as born wolves in a pack lineage, the Bradshaws celebrate Yuletide instead of Christmas as like their main winter holiday.

but there are turned wolves in Blue River, so they always do something for Christmas as well!

and another thing we must also remember, is that Jake wasn't turned until he was like 30 - and then he was in Red Sky under Bellmoral's rule....so Red Sky really doesn't know much about werewolf traditions and celebrations

Ronnie is the one that brings all of that to them and lets them in on all of these centuries-old practices that they now get to take part in

but because Red Sky is majority turned wolves, Christmas is still important to them, so they celebrate both

ANYWAY all that to answer your questions lol let's get to it

Is Ronnie or Jake or both the type to go all out with the Christmas decorations?? - uh....neither? they don't go all out honestly. They just do the tree with mostly bulbs and a few sentimental ornaments, a wreath on the door, and then the candles in all their cabin windows. They just don't seem like the types to want to put out all that stuff only to put it away like a month later lol

Does Jake pick out and cut down the Christmas tree himself or do he and Ronnie pick one out together?? - they always pick out the tree together! bring the kiddos along, it's a whole day of fun! jake lets everybody have a turn with the saw and helping him cut the tree. they own a ton of property with beautiful evergreens so they just bring a sled out into the forest surrounding the cabin and pick a small one. ugh, so fun.

Is Christmas a joint celebration between red sky and blue river or do they do their own thing?? - so I would say that the Christmas celebrations are done separately with the packs, but they do the Yuletide celebrations together after like the first year that Ronnie is with Red Sky as Luna.

Do ronnie and Jake read the story ‘‘twas the night before Christmas to their kids on Christmas Eve?? - omg that's adorable 🥺 so yes!! it's something that Jake wants to do, because obviously that's not something that Ronnie grew up with. On Noah's first Christmas Eve he asks all shyly if they can read it to him, holding the copy he ordered online in his hands, and OH MY HEART. but as the gang of kiddos grows, they all pile up into Jake and Ronnie's bed to read it, and then jake and ronnie will sneak out once everyone's asleep to wrap the last few presents and spend some time just the two of them.

thank you so much for sending this in love ❤️💚

[moki-dokie]

Jess lore

Meet Jess! Or, as he'd most likely tell you to call him, "Bull" - a silly nickname that just sort of stuck around until he grew fond enough of it to use it himself (But if you're lucky enough to be someone he considers close, "Jess" is what he'll go by). Most think that name comes from his imposing size. He's 6'9" and built like he lifts whole ass buildings as a pass time. And he's more than happy to let you think that. The longer it takes a person to figure out the actual reason, the funnier it is. Generally, once he hands over his business card with his full name on it, the light bulb moment happens. Jesse Oliver Malarkey. A natural-born werewolf. Currently, he's 177 years old - roughly the human equivalent of 30s. He looks much closer to mid-40s, extreme stress and trauma taking their toll. He's the sole owner and employee of his landscaping business, although he has started to bring his boyfriend along to help out and train. Even outside of work, gardening is his favorite hobby.

Jess was born in Ireland during the famine. Without a pack for support and the island simply too dangerous for wolves - especially wolves with an infant - and the English driving the human population to starvation, his parents joined the thousands fleeing overseas with hopes for a better life. They followed many pioneers into the wilds of the western frontier, perfect territory for wolves.

In what is now New Mexico, nestled in the safety of the canyon valley of the Chama river, they were surprised to come upon an established pack. According to the áni (First One, Leader, Chief, Alpha. A wolf-specific word, even more specific to packs of the southwest. Stems from both Diné and Nahuatl words for "leader".), Mateo, the pack had been there for thousands of years, for almost as long as there had been people. Said to be established by the first wolves of the Diné people, but soon attracted wolves from the southern desert scrublands, followed by wolves of the plains to the east. Over the centuries, cultures have mixed and blended together but several of the foundational traditions remain.

Their territory bordered the Navajo tribe and later their reservation*, friends and allies of one another. They were amongst the only humans to know of their existence and guarded their secret well. To the tribe, the pack was its own unique but adopted clan, known as The People of Two Skins.**

The pack was peaceful, their goal to be a sanctuary and family, to live in harmony with the world and the many different peoples within it.

Mateo himself was amongst the last surviving Mēxihcah people, Aztecs as we know them. After the fall of his people's empire and subsequent genocide, he and quite a number of other supes (slang for supernatural creatures) scattered to the winds. Eventually, he found his way to the pack and after some time, earned his position as its leader. By the time Jess's parents arrived, Mat was considered ancient by wolf standards, but advanced age didn't mean weakness. Besides being highly respected and extremely wise, he was a force to be reckoned with. Many a young wolf in their prime had challenged his position, and each one failed.

Mat accepted them with open arms, all too happy to provide the better life for their pup they'd been seeking.

Part 2 >>

*The current Navajo reservation does not extend to the Chama river, rather the Apache reservation does. But in this world, it's a little rearranged with the Apache nation further to the east. **If I have any Diné people/speakers reading this, I would adore a proper translation. I could look up individual words to throw together but I don't want to do it that way lol.