#like cmon erins what for

[qveerthe0ry]

WIP Wednesday (but a little different this time)

Thank you @for-a-longlongtime for tagging me this week and @perotovar for tagging me like forever ago 😅

Listen. I’m finishing up Erin’s Frith writing challenge but it’s top secret and I don’t want to spoil even a little bit for them until I post it.

So… Y’all are getting X-Files fanfic. I can’t help it. I’m absolutely obsessed and halfway through s3. I can’t believe I waited this long to watch this show. And for a show that everyone says was their bisexual awakening, there’s a distinct lack of Scully x Reader x Mulder fics (I understand most fandom’s aren’t very x Reader heavy but like… cmon. Who doesn’t want to be the meat in that sandwich?) So I took matters into my own hands.

Little spicy Scully x nb! bisexual! Reader x Mulder under the cut:

Slowly, like you don’t want to spook either of them, you remove your hand from under Scully’s shirt. She huffs, and Mulder’s own hand shuffles under there, and you wonder what he’s doing, if he’s touching her the way you know he’s dreamt about.

There’s no time to ponder with what you ache to do. Your hand, warmed by Scully’s skin, snakes across Mulder’s neck, and his jaw, and then further up to that pin-straight, floppy hair that just begs to be tugged.

And so you tug.

He whimpers as his head lolls back, and Scully gasps as her eyes widen around her blown-out pupils. She shifts in your lap and you’re bold enough to move your other hand from her thigh to her ass, under her pajamas.

She’s not wearing underwear. You curse as your fingers slip through the arousal that’s coated where her thigh meets her ass and everyone needs to hurry up.

“Kiss her, Mulder. She really wants you to. I can feel it.”

His eyes flicker down to your other hand and his jaw drops with the realization.

“Fuck, Scully. Yeah?”

Np tags to the only two people I know would be into this lmao @sp00kymulderr @sin-djarin

[lattehearted]

“Huh? Who said that? I can’t see anyone.” (Hawk @ Peg)

@remyfire / small and tall starters

She raises an eyebrow as Hawkeye grins down at her. She hears Erin giggle in her high chair and senses more than sees BJ's smirk behind his sections of the newspaper.

The tension only lasts for a moment before Peg turns back to scrambling eggs and frying bacon. Almost all the burners on the rage were glowing red as embers, the coffee percolating and nearly ready. She scrambles the eggs further, even as Erin giggles, "Mommy mad!".

"Aw, cmon Peg, you know I didn't mean anything by it," Hawkeye grins, winding long arms around her torso. Though Peg doesn't pull away from his chest, she doesn't snuggle closer against him either. "Erin, baby, do you want peach or strawberry jam on your toast?" she asks instead, loud enough to be heard around Hawkeye's frame and over the sizzle and steam of breakfast.

"Peach!" comes the bubbly retort and only then does Peg move out of Hawkeye's grip. Or, she would have, if he didn't cling to her faithfully like a child as she moves to the breadbox. "Beej, toast?"

"Really, Peg? The silent treatment? What's next, you're gonna have BJ pass me a note at lunch that says you don't wanna go steady any more and gimme back my class ring?" She can practically hear the pout in Hawkeye's tone but she doesn't acknowledge it quite yet.

"Uncle Hawk want toast?" Erin questions and, though difficult, Peg does her best to look around Hawkeye towards her daughter.

"Who, sweetie?" she asks, sugary tone causing a rumble of laughter in BJ's throat that echoes around the kitchen.

"Uncle Hawk!" Erin persists, giggling further as Erin drops the bread into the toaster and moves to grab two coffee cups in the cabinet, Hawk still holding her waist as he moves without acknowledgement.

"It's just us here, baby, I'm not sure who you're talking to!" Peg insists, pouring the coffee for herself and BJ, notably forgoing a cup for Hawkeye.

"Beej, a little backup?"

BJ, for his part, does glance over briefly, before turning to the still giggling Erin. "Honey, do you hear anything?"

"Now I know what the B stands for. Et tu, BJ?" Hawk grumbles but persists, holding onto Peg as they toddle towards the fridge for cream and Erin's requested peach jam. "Fine. Drastic times, drastic measures."

He lets Peg go to roll up his sleeves, more for the show of it than anything. And, because he's a soft bastard, he lets Peg finish handing out breakfast to Erin. But the second she turns, ready to get BJ's plate ready, the Hawk swoops in for its prey.

He's not nearly as strong as BJ "daily calisthenics" Hunnicutt but he managed to at least hoist the little pixie off the ground and onto a clear spot of counter. She spreads her legs to accommodate him closing in, even as her eyes roam over his head in a valiant attempt to keep up the game. Fingers grip her chin, forcing her head steady, but Peggy is prepared with one last contingency. Closing her eyes does little to prevent the incoming attack as Hawk leans in for a kiss.

The jig was up and BJ knew it just as well as Peg did. So as his wife curled her legs around Hawk's hips and her manicured nails sunk into his hair, BJ set down his paper to fill his own plate. Only after piling it with toast, eggs, bacon, and fixing his coffee just so, does he glance over in feigned surprise. "Say, Hawk, when did you get here?"

Peg's giggles join in with Erin's as Hawk resurfaces to fake a laugh.

[reel-fear]

wtf is even going on with nightheart discourse now? Ya'll still defending the most obvious case of misoginistic writing we've ever gotten on like the feminist month?? Just cause you guys keep telling urselves he's coded to be Trans or that being mean to a fictional character is the same as invalidating real people's truama? We never even see any textual evidence Sparkpelt really did neglect him, nor was a bad mother from what I remember. I remember when Crowfeather saying 'I didnt hate u ur mom made u believe that' was enough for ya'll to believe him after he HIT his son in one of the books. Why do we take the words of the characters [mostly the male ones too] over the actions and things we actually WITNESS in the books?? Show not tell, we should at least hold the Erins to THAT standard cmon yall.

[tellsatoru]

Satoru! I told daddy suguru you look like a white haired troll doll 🤭

– erin 🧸

A WHAT-

Now cmon you don't want me to punish you orrrr do you huh😏

[shummthechumm]

thinkin’ about early TBC bristlefrost....baby girl what did they do 2 u

[who-killed-the-snails]

holy shit bruh this whole page - fuckin go off spotfur

mf lionblaze jus standin there like 👁️👄👁️

[nctsplug02]

helloo!! I was just wondering, is it okay if I request a jeno fic?? like he's the reader's sneaky link and the reader is jaemin's younger sister. and then while doing the dirty they get caught by jaemin LOLOL. Thank you im advancee🫶🏼😽

[2:53am]

genre: fluff and smut

warnings: caught in the act, kissing, praising, living room sex, protected sex, fingering, cilt play

“hurry before jaemin gets home!” you say in a hurry while pushing your skirt and panties down.

“don’t even mention him, right now.” jeno says undoing his belt and yanking his pants down.

after clothing articles are tossed everywhere, he and you both fall onto the couch together, attacking each other with kisses and moans.

“gotta make this quick, baby.” he holds you up and slams you down on his cock. “oh, fuck.” you moan and press your palms onto his shoulders. “cmon, baby. ride my dick like a good girl.”

with an excited giggle, you lift yourself and you drop your hips down. bouncing away and rolling your hips. “that’s it, baby. keep riding my dick.” he holds and squeezes your ass.

“tell me how good i make you feel.” he demands while staring up at you. “ssssssoo, good!” you hiss, rolling your hips crazily. “so good?” he asks and you nod frantically. “so so good.”

you cup his face and you press your lips onto his. immediately, his lips accept and kiss you back, roughly.

you moan into the kiss and you interlace your fingers with his. he gives a firm squeeze before using his other hand to spank you.

you pull away with a whine. “c—cumming!” you bite your lip as he grabs your hips and slams it down. your ass slams and smacks against his thighs as he picks you up and slams you down.

you and jeno both groan as you two cum together. “oh, fuck.” you and him both say before connecting foreheads— sweaty foreheads.

“fuck, baby. you did such a god job.” he chuckles while heaving. “let’s get cleaned up, hm?” you nod and he picks you up, standing you up on your own before using the tissues on the table to wipe the cum dripping down your thighs.

“hopefully jaemin doesn’t come in and—?” before jeno can even finish his sentence the door is pushed and a drunk jaemin walks through with his girlfriend. “i can walk, baby.” jaemin says whilst stumbling on the shoes that were unorganized.

“babe, watch your step!” erin holds the boys waist but he pushes off and stumbles into the living room. “i know—! what the fuck?” jaemin walks in to see you clipping your bra on and to jeno doing his belt.

oh, fuck.

[exocynraku]

im imagining flamepaw going to frostpaw: my heart bleeds black blood for you and it’s like a lock that will never be unchained

because of course we’ll get a romance

what would you rename a few of the protags?

he would do that

hmm

i think it would be interesting if after a while ravenpaw changes his name to raven

crookedstar deserves better. like i know why he was named that but like cmon. wouldve been cool if starclan brought his original prefix back when he got his 9 lives; stormstar

twigbranch. erins really thought BRANCH as her suffix would be a good idea. id probably make it not tree or plant related. maybe she couldve been twigshade to mirror violetshines name

[violentshine]

river spoilers

Ranting about Nightheart because I loathe him

Right when it was mentioned that his problem was he can't live up to Firestar's name (as if anyone was expecting him to) his pov chapters were bound to be bad but goddamn reading his parts is excruciating he sucks so bad it's not even funny. I can't believe the erins even considered that route to be interesting- i mean we do know they don't ever read their own stuff but cmon, they didn't stop to think "hey this idea kinda sucks".

It would be one thing if his issue was internalized, meaning during his training Flamepaw tried being the best of the best in order to amount to Firestar's name/legacy, him failing twice could have been a wake up call for him to stop trying to hard. But no, everyone around him is treated as a vessel to push this lame idea that he's supposed to be as great as his great-great grandfather. He doesn't even consider him being named 'Flame' wasn't given to emphasize his relation to Firestar and instead, his relation to his mother ( yes i know she's related to Firestar but it makes sense for his name to be intended to match hers. fits the theme with larks & finches being both birds).

Then he has the nerve to blame Squirrelflight for his failure when she had a point about how reckless he was risking his safety for one piece of prey

There's just no way his arc can be interesting. though, tbh they did change a characters ambitious mid book so maybe they can do it with him but this time it would be an improvement

also there's one moment before his ceremony where a cat (i think sparkpelt) said great hunting is in his blood because he's a descendant of Firestar and like...uhm no? If you're going to credit his ancestors credit the right cat, that being Sandstorm (the overall line is flawed though what a mistake to make other cats think he has to live up to some cat)

[yuridovewing]

Tigerheart's Shadow Diagnosis: B

I will not lie. Dovewing was there and it boosted my ranking by a lot

To be honest, I think I'm a bit of an outlier when it comes to WC fans, cause I actually sorta like the travel books. I dunno, I always kinda enjoy a little adventure where the cats interact with human stuff. It's cute to me, it reminds me of pet xenofiction and it's the closest WC ever gets to this sorta thing. They definitely have a pacing problem, and I felt that in this book, but they're not the worst things ever to me.

I liked Tigerheart getting stuck on a train and all the cats needing to deal with the train tracks (and calling trains "thundersnakes" was really cute) and I liked a lot of the city stuff. The guardian cats were a really neat group and I'm glad we spent a lot of time on them, they're lovely. I also really enjoyed Spiresight as a character. Sometimes you just gotta enjoy a weird girlie with visions (and I've subscribed to the theory that he's Tadpole btw. That scene where he grabs Pouncekit while she's hanging over the ledge with such ferocity, mirroring how Tadpole died pushing Moth up the ledge in canon... aughhhh)

The entire first part of the book with Tigerheart in ShadowClan was also really good. I love the parallel between him and Dovewing where they both felt suffocated by their clans' expectations of them and cracked.

Dovewing's treatment will always bother me but I did like her here a lot. You go girl get OUTTA there!!! Everyone acting like she just had a goofy little anxiety dream when she was literally a prophecy cat... Grrrr bite bite grrrrrrrrrr. It really puts into perspective how despite what her sister and the fandom preaches, no one actually respects Dovewing and her feelings and they're quick to dismiss it all as being "stuck in her own head". Her interactions with Tigerheart and their kits were really precious and I loved most of their scenes Besides the ones where Tigerheart was being weird, which brings me to...

... Erins "learn how to have clan cats be normal about outsiders/at least come to respect them" challenge. Failed immediately. Why does Tigerheart feel suffocated by his clan to the point where he decides to join Dovewing super quickly and looks for a reason to join when he feels forced to stay in ShadowClan, only to get to the city and be like "well let's go back to ShadowClan honey. What, you didn't actually think I wanted to come out here, did you?" And then the ending has him like "No wait I kinda wanna stay dead because leading ShadowClan is scawy" and like he's allowed to have conflicting feelings but it read like he just swapped motivations when the plot needed him to. Not to mention how rude he is to the guardian cats and forcing his customs onto them (and this being portrayed as a good thing and evidence he's a fantastic leader) I think it'd make more sense if he wanted to stay in the city with Dovewing and felt comfortable with the guardian cats, but he felt restless and guilty for ditching Rowanstar, and when Spiresight gives him the warning then he suddenly folds. Like cmon, at least PRETEND you respect outside groups for a moment before turning your main protag into a spokesperson for how superior this dystopian- i mean euphoric society he llives in is and how everyone ever should shut up and conform to it or else you're an idiot who deserves to get beat up.

I dunno. There was a lot of good here but a lot of weird stuff too. But that sorta comes with the territory for WC, really. Good idea, good beginning, good characters, but needs tuning up imo.

[kimburgess-ruzek]

I’ve a long history of shipping, and I tend to always favor the female characters. Kim is no exception until recently. Adam is just so devoted to her and for years had been consistently there for her and takes whatever crumbs she gives him, and she’s pretty cool toward him most of the time until she’s ready for her six-month fix. I get the slow burn and the journey, but Marina plays it too cool or the writing is lopsided or whatever. It makes Kim less likable. I fear S9 is going to be a retread.

hello there anon, welcome!!

i definitely don’t disagree with you! i usually lean more towards the female side of ships, and i love kim burgess. i love burzek. and i hope and wish and pray that they are endgame. because they literally are the only couple that have been together/hooking up/intertwined all 9 seasons. and i think it would be an injustice to just have them end in this melancholy, nothingness. i could go on and on, but you get me.

i do think that kim is definitely more on the stubborn side than adam when it comes to love. but i also don’t think that kim is necessarily completely in the wrong, if you know what i mean. i mean, in season 7, adam hooking up with someone, and even if it was how he coped with the loss, what if pushing people away is kim’s way of coping?

i don’t think kim has ever healed from their first breakup. not that it was traumatic physically, but she was literally going to leave her job because of it. she felt awful; she was so anxious and nervous until trudy calmed her down and erin reasoned with her. and then with all of the other added trauma, it never helped.

also, i think that kim has been willing to try to open up to adam a few times. she was opening her apartment to him, they were practically dating in early season 8 before she decided to raise a child. but with both, life just happened and kim reverted back.

i think with kim and adam, they almost have different wants. kim, at least in season 8, wants adam to almost traditional, officially asking her on a date, proposing in a grand gesture, planning and executing a wedding, etc. adam just wants kim to admit that she loves him. and i think there’s that disconnect that they aren’t understanding.

i’m definitely biased, but i have to say that the writers are not comprehending the potential for burzek. and i’m literally nothing, but there were so many missed opportunities they could’ve done. even just small ones. like when kim was talking to hailey and said ���ruzek.” it should’ve been “adam.” like cmon, at least give us that. and i don’t think it’s marina’s acting, because i think marina is a phenomenal actor, but i wish she would put more say into kim, because she knows her so well and she and paddy love burzek.

so overall, i think it’s a mix of complacent writing + bad timing of plot lines. but i think that this will finally be the time kim realizes what she has to lose by waiting, and what she has to gain by being with adam. i just think it will take some time, hopefully by the end of this season. and if not, then i’ve lost faith in the cpd writers and humanity.

[sarah-cam]

erin lindsay :)

favorite thing about them: she cares about people so damn much, especially kids, because she doesn’t want them to have the life she did

least favorite thing about them: she does tend to push people away when she’s hurt or struggling but really she’s just scared of someone else disappointing her

favorite line: i became a cop to try to bring a little justice to this city, to my streets, the way you taught me.

brOTP: erin & nadia

OTP: cmon now… linstead

nOTP: linseride maybe? but i liked them

random headcanon: she is still involved in daniel’s life as much as she can be, always telling him stories about what justin was like as a kid/teenager and how he died being a hero

unpopular opinion: lmao there’s so many that are “unpopular” rn since she’s been getting so much hate lately (gee i wonder why) — i hate when people shit on her for “leaving” jay, i was upset they didn’t have her say goodbye (which was ooc anyway) but certain fans love to forget that jay had broken up with her. she had no idea he was going to propose and she had no obligations to him. she also didn’t “choose” a job over him when there were so many factors that essentially gave her little to no choice. also people love to forget that she was abused too and carries that trauma with her

song i associate with them: colors by halsey

favorite picture of them: this shouldn’t be this hot 🥵

send me a character and i’ll tell you…

[extremelyblackandwhite]

a very merry sebmas - day 3

pairing: destroyer!chris x reader

a/n: day 3, this time with chris from destroyer. hope you guys like it xx

holiday divider by @firefly-graphics​

there it was for the first time in eight months, the black citroen beaten outside the diner and he didn’t know if to feel happy or scared.

slapping some crumpled up dollars against the table, he exited the diner, walking straight inside the car where one of his handlers was waiting, feet up on the console of the car

he wanted to yell at his handler, yell at them for lying, for not allowing him any sort of communication with his wife who had just given birth the moment he left. he wanted to lash out at them, quit the undercover assignment and just return home but that would only make things worse.

“excited to speak with the mrs?” “just give me the goddamn phone”

eight months. that’s how long it took for them to allow him to call his Y/N.

it killed him not to see her, not to see his baby daughter, but he was smart enough to know if he tried he’d only be putting them in danger.

as the phone rang he started to think about what to say, what should he say? hey sorry for leaving an hour after you gave birth to our daughter? that is if she even answered 

“hello?” from the other line came the most melodic, beautiful sound in the world “sweetheart? it’s chris, please don’t hang up” “oh my ... chris are you okay? erin hasn’t told me anything and no one will tell me anything. i even tried the burea ...” “yes, sweetheart i’m alright. god, how are you? they’ve only let me talk to you now” “yeah i’m okay. my mother has been coming by quite a lot to help out with diana” “how is she? is she still as beautiful as i remember?”

chris could’ve stayed forever on the phone on her, listening to the love of his love tell him about how his baby girl was doing but his handler had different plans, warning him about the time he had left

“hey sweetheart, i have to go” “when can you call again?” “i don’t know, sweetheart” “do you know if you can make it for christmas?” 

chris sighed, feeling his heart break at the hopeful tone of her voice. he knew the answer, it was a clear no. not only had he missed bringing his daughter home for the first time but now he was also missing her very first christmas

“i don’t think so. i’m sorry, sweetheart” “it’s okay, chris, it’s your job” “i’ll make it up to you, i promise” “just come back home safely please” “i will” “me and baby diana will be waiting for you, chris.” “i love you, sweetheart” “i love you too, chris. stay safe” 

he turned off the burner phone handing it over to his handler who shoved it in his pocket “is there no way i can make it to see my wife on christmas? just for a few hours?” “not until you get the location of the drugs cargo” “c’mon man, i haven’t seen my kid since she was born” “work harder then”

he decided to get off the car before he punched the guy hard enough to knock of all his teeth, closing the door on him with a vice.

arriving back at the home, he sat down on the couch, opening a beer with the corner of a table. he knew he should’ve quit when he could, he should’ve just quit when she told him she was pregnant but he stupidly decided not to and now he was paying the price. 

“you look like shit man, what happened?” vince was one of the main men in the gang, someone chris had been assigned to become friends with. all he wanted now was for him to tell him where the drug shipment was being sent to so he could go home “some guy tried to pick a fight. idiot” “ah man, bottom feeders, always do that” “yeah” “cmon let’s go to lusty i’ll pay you a lap dance” “isn’t the new shipment coming in? last time we weren’t here mark lost his fucking head” “some guys are receiving it in the docks” score.

chris waited until they were in the strip club, something y/n would definitely never hear about, to text erin about it. 

god y/n was never to know the amount of time he was spent in this strip club or she’ll have his head on a platter

as another song was about to begin, his squad broke into the club, heavily armed which let them with no choice but to raise their hands up

erin was to one to pretend to take him in, opening the car door and immediately shutting it “great job, chris. took you long enough.” “bite me, erin.” “i’m guessing you wanna go home to y/n and diana” “i don’t want to hear about any undercover assignments until my daughter’s in college” “deal”

meanwhile y/n was walking around her fully decorated house, showing her baby daughter the baubles hanging from the ceiling

“and that one” she pointed to a big golden one “that one your dad gave to me when we first spend christmas together” baby diana cooed reaching to grab the bauble. y/n smiled at her daughter, kissing her chubby cheeks.

as she was about to hand her the christmas tree topper so she could put it on the tree, she heard someone walk up her door. looking around her opened the door of her under the stairs cupboard, laying diana on her belly there and grabbing one of her old tennis racket. 

as the knob of the door jiggled and the door opened, she readied herself to swing the racket into action 

“it’s me!” chris held his hands up “it’s me, lower the racket”

y/n didn’t even have time to process the fact her husband has a completely different haircut, was skinnier than before and had a few tattoos which definetely weren’t there. all she did was just wrap her around him and hold on tight “you’re here” “yeah, i’m here” “how long are you here?” “as long as you want sweetheart.” “but you said ...” “well, y/n, you better than everyone should know i’m very persuasive” “could’ve been persuasive earlier” “hey where is diana? is she awake?” “she’s in the under the stairs cupboard” “i’m sorry is our daughter harry potter now?” “well i thought you were an intruder and an intruder is not gonna check under the stairs” “why would an intruder come here?” “well christopher you have several enemies and as such i have several plans”

chris laughed, leaning to kiss her, tasting the chapstick she always had on before opening the cupboard, his giggling daughter on her belly. he couldn’t help but immediately pick her up, kissing her cheeks and tummy which only made her giggle more.  “did mumma put you in a little christmas outfit?” she only stared at him, leaning her head which she still could barely hold against his chest “she’s so precious” “i know. we were just about to put the christmas topper on the tree” “let’s do it”

y/n handed the little angel to diana who grabbed it with a might, holding it against her chest as chris walked to the living room where the christmas tree was. 

“wait, i have to film this” y/n grabbed the phone off her jean pocket, holding it front of her face as chris slightly rose diana who just dropped the angel of a tree, which was then fixed by chris.

he was home and he was home to stay. 

[stargleam-star]

Time to talk about Leopardstar's Honor. Spoilers below! Also I share my controversial opinion so be aware of that too. Strap in folks, this is gonna be a long post.

Alright I am gonna start this shit off by confessing: I am not a Leopardstar fan. Like at all. But I was hoping her super edition would change my mind. It worked with Crowfeather's. So I thought "finally, I'll get to understand why everyone loves Leopardstar so much". But this book didn't change my opinion of her at all. In fact it might've made it worse. However, I do think at the very least Leopardstar was written dynamically. She's complex in that she wants what's best for the clan, but does the worst things possible and winds up getting clanmates killed as a result. Her personality sucks, but that's completely my opinion. I don't like people who think and act like she does. The whole book she was like "I'm special uwu" which is annoying. But that doesn't make her a bad character.

Beyond the characterization of Leopardstar, I think the world around her felt a little bland. Especially in compare to how it was described in Crookedstar's Promise. In that book I felt like I was actually walking through Riverclan territory with Crookedjaw. But in this super edition I felt confused at times.

Now to rant about my biggest disappointment with the book: Leopardstar's relationship with other characters. Once again the erins decided to treat foster siblings like they aren't actually family. I kinda liked that Skykit was a little shit towards Leopardkit in the beginning, but I hoped they'd grow to be close. They didn't. In fact Leopardfur barely mentions her foster siblings once she's an older apprentice then warrior, except to refer to them as clanmates. Also Frogleap was Silverstream's foster brother, yet the erins write him as having a crush on her?? Gross. I have a lot more thoughts related to Silverstream, but more on that later.

As for Frogleap, I liked him. He was charming and nice. I was constantly rooting for him to have a good life. I don't like that Leopardfur was in love with him though, it felt forced. But the erins gotta throw in an unnecessary romance somewhere so *shrug*. I liked Leopardfur's relationship with Sunfish though, I thought that was fun. Sunfish was sweet and was a good choice to be the opposite of Leopardfur. They balanced each other out. I was sad when she died. I have no feelings on Whiteclaw though tbh

I didn't like how Mudfur was portrayed in this book. I understand Leopardfur is an unreliable narrator so his behavior seems shitty on purpose. But beyond that, he just comes off as bad. He spoiled his daughter rotten from a young age, constantly telling her how special she is (which fuels her self righteousness) then when she grows up to be greedy and hot headed, he treats her like she shouldn't believe she's more special than anybody else. Like dude you created this monster, and now you're gonna do a full 180 and claim its her fault she's such a brat? Cmon dude

Next, a Silverstream rant. I really wanted Leopardfur to have more of a connection to her. They were both born under the same circumstances (mother wasn't well, and died after giving birth). Theyre both the sole survivors of their litter. Also, they were both born to an important cat in th clan, and spoiled when they were young. And so I thought, maybe Leopardfur would form a fondness for Silverstream because of all this. They could have been written as opposite sides of the same coin. Leopardfur grew up to be ambitious and greedy. She wanted to rule her clan. Silverstream also grew up greedy, but wanted to find happiness with her mate ratherthan her clan. It would have been interesting to see how Leopardfur would handle a cat who was almost just like her. But no, we don't get any of that. Instead somehow Leopardfur finds out Silverstream is dating Graystripe. So the only interaction these two ladies have is over Silverstream's stupid teenage romance. Then Leopardfur has bitter thoughts about Silverstream's kits their entire lives. "Oh I should have looked out for Silverstream more" *proceeds to treat her surviving children like crap because their dad was born someplace else*

I wanna talk about another bit of wasted character relationship potential. Leopardfur's connection to Mistyfoot and Stonefur. Is nonexistent. We hardly get any interaction between those three until Leopardfur is close to becoming leader. Then we start seeing more of Stonefur and just a little bit of Mistyfoot. But barely. It feels as though Leopardstar picks Stonefur outta nowhere, especially when she has deeper connections with other, more experienced cats. Like Beetlenose, and her foster siblings Skyheart and Blackclaw. Hell, even with Loudbelly! Leopardstar doesn't care about Mistyfoot until after Stonefur gets killed on her watch. It's ridiculous! It's wasted character potential. Nothing infuriates me more than wasted character potential.

I will say though, Tigerstar definitely lived up to his full potential in this book. He was cruel, manipulative, cunning, and believably deceiving. I hate Tigerstar as a person. But I love how he was written here as a character. He felt fleshed out and well rounded. And I should hope so, given he's warrior's biggest villain up until the last book of Omen of the Stars. Though I didn't like the implication Tigerstar made about being interested in being Leopardstar's mate. That was gross, just cause he sucks and that makes Tigerstar×Leopardstar canon. Way to go, erins

Finally, I want to talk about the story's writing... god it was a mess. The pacing was terrible. The first couple of chapters were long as hell. The time skipping (especially after chapter 2) could be a bit jarring. And then the later chapters felt short af. The book seemed to fly past the events of TPB rather than giving us a chance to think about and digest Leopardfur's feelings during this time period. And they retconned Oakheart's death which ruins a big plot point of the first warriors arc. There were way too many spelling and grammar errors. The book was sloppily written and you can tell the erins threw everything together as quick as possible without double checking thrir work. I understand the time limit they're given to finish books, but they really should have been more thoughrough with proofreading especially with how large of an editing team they had.

Overall this book was a disappointment. Definitely up there with the worst warriors books ever written. It was a nothing burger of a story. And its such a shame it had to happen to such a beloved character's story. Leopardstar, sweety, you deserved so much better. Im sad I couldn't become a fan. And Im sorry the erins did you so dirty 💔

[nostalthicc]

he’s not mine | jeff wittek

dad!jeff wittek x reader

summary: helping jeff raise his son was fun until she came back

warnings: angst, fluff, many mistakes

2.5k words

oliver was born may 28th, 2017

december 8th, 2017

y/n gave jeff a small smile as she stepped into his apartment, many baby toys were scattered across the floor along with camera equipment. she admired the cozy apartment, way bigger than hers but it felt homey. “i’m really sorry about this, i was completely rushing this morning and couldn’t realize i picked up the wrong phone.” she apologized as she handing jeff his phone back, thinking about the simple mistake she made this morning.

“i’m almost there!” y/n whispered into her phone. “please, stall a little bit longer, i didn’t think smoothies took this long.” she walked up to the counter, slamming her phone down, her foot tapped at a rapid pace as she wanted for her drinks to be done. y/n was so anxious she didn’t even notice the beautiful stranger place his phone right next to her own when he started to order. 

“y/n?” her eyes lit up when the man called her name, she quickly got her drinks, phone, and a few napkins before she raced out of there. it wasn’t until after her presentation did y/n realize she had taken the wrong phone, the screensaver wasn’t hers, the text messages coming through sure weren’t hers and the phone numbers looked unfamiliar. she started going into panic mode, how was she supposed to get through the day without her phone or let alone knowing who had her phone. 

she recognized her number pop up on the screen, she rushed out of class without a word, causing all heads to turn towards her but she could care less. y/n had important information on that phone she didn’t want getting out. “hello?” she answered, her voice shaking a bit.

the stranger was quiet for a few seconds. “i didn’t think thieves answered the phone they stole or left their own behind.” the masculine voice responded causing a wave a relief to flood over y/n.

“i promise i wasn’t trying to steal your phone! i was in a rush this morning and i didn’t even notice- i really wasn’t trying to steal anything-” she stopped rambling when she heard a low chuckle come from the opposite line. “i promise i wasn’t.” 

“i figured, i’m just messing with you.” he said, still continuing to laugh. “uh, so y/n, are you free right now to switch back? i can text you the address,” he asked after gaining his composure. y/n quickly answered with a yes, climbing into her car. her anxiety grew as she got closer to the stranger’s house, y/n already knew he had seen her private messages, she didn’t have a password on her phone and was not logged out of any of her social media accounts. but she was slightly relieved for her irresponsibility because he wouldn’t have been able to call her otherwise.

“you should probably pay a little bit more attention next time.” he teased, grabbing her phone off the kitchen table, returning it to her. although he was supposed to be filming a video he did find humor behind the situation, how many times do you run into someone with an identical phone and case as you. “and you should probably put a password on your phone.”

y/n sighed, starring down at the floor. “how much did you see?” 

“enough to know you’re in deep shit.” jeff decided not to sugarcoat it for this girl. it was not looking great for her. “i mean cmon’ sleeping with your professor- and in no way am i trying to pry but it just seems a little too risky.” 

“i know, i know, i’m just right at the end and he’s threatening me. i just can’t go down this close to the end.” y/n explained and it was all true, he paid for her housing, tuition, and held her future right in the palm of his hand. she didn’t know why she was explaining this to a guy she just met but he was as of now the only person that knew. she told him about how her professor is blackmailing her, about her father’s will opening when she graduates, the perfect job waiting for her when she gets out of college and he just sat there listening like it was the most interesting thing in the world. 

for the first time in a long time, jeff realized people who came from well-supported backgrounds could have complicated lives as well. they were interrupted by the loud wails of his son in the bedroom. jeff excused him before returning with a baby in his arms. he watched as y/n’s eyes light up at the chubby baby cuddling into his father. “you like babies?”

“like would be an understatement, i love babies!” she gushed, trying to contain her excitement while starring at the child. jeff walked over to y/n, gently placing his son in her arms. she gladly took him but looked up at jeff as if asking for permission, he gave her a grin before going back to his seat across the couch. y/n placed the baby’s feet on her knees as she admired his adorable face. “you might be the cutest baby i’ve ever seen, look at your cheeks.” her baby voice surfaced when she started talking to the baby, completely ignoring his father. he let out a toothless grin, showing off his gums. “are you smiling? are you happy?” 

“his name is oliver.” 

y/n lifted oliver off of her lap, setting him back on her lap. “hello, oliver. aren’t you just the cutest?” olive squealed again, earning a giggle from y/n. “yes, yes you are.”

june 17th, 2018

“no, please, please tell me it’s not more clothes,” jeff cried, watching y/n walk into the apartment with numerous bags dangling around her arms. ever since the pair became official y/n had taken it into her own hands to spoil oliver and jeff occasionally. she had become the motherly figure in his life, curing jeff of being a single father. 

y/n dropped all her bags directly on the floor by the front door, along with her jacket and purse to see her little sunshine who was playing with a yellow school bus and firetruck on the floor next to jeff. “hi, baby!” she said lifting him off the floor. “did you eat this morning?” she scratched his belly before turning to jeff, he gave her a thumbs-up without even tearing his eyes away from the computer screen. y/n rolled her eyes returning her attention back to oliver who remained swinging his truck around in the air. “do you wanna have a fashion show for your daddy? i think he would like that, wouldn’t he? we could show off our new clothes.”

jeff’s ears perked at her words but he didn’t look at her, he would have plenty of time for that. it’s why he played extra hard with oliver and let him stay up an hour past his nap time. alone time for the couple didn’t come often with a baby, even though they always seemed to find time for it. always. 

even though jeff hated y/n buying oliver new clothes almost every week, he had to admit he always looked adorable in them. he would constantly say his son could pull off anything, which was true. the last outfit was a sleeper with bear ears on the hood, bears on the feet and a brown fluffy tail on the butt. oliver was becoming cranking and begging to be put in his crib, even he could feel the sexual tension rising from the two. 

january 10th, 2019

“okay, one last present.” jeff said, pulling out a bag from behind the counter. y/n furrowed her eyebrows together as she looked at the yellow bag, she had told jeff not to go overboard and he had already given her an abundance of gifts, she really had no idea what this could be. she plucked the variety of colored papers out of the bag before reaching her hand into the bag, her hand was met with a soft fabric. 

“a onesie, oh jee, thanks. is this your pregnancy announcement?” y/n was sarcastic because she was still beyond confused what jeff was doing.

“shut up and turn it around.” 

y/n did as she was told, turning the onesie towards her face. to say she was shocked was an understatement, many emotions ran through her brain while reading the text. 

‘yeah i’m cute, i get it from my mama’

jeff and y/n had never actually talked about what oliver was going to address her as when he started talking, so for jeff to surprise her with this made her heart spin like crazy. y/n ran from her seat to hug him, soft sobs coming from her lips, mixed with a series of thank-yous.  

november 21st, 2019

jeff walked in the kitchen with a towel around his waist, scrolling mindlessly through his phone, little droplets of water fell from his hair onto his toned chest. y/n’s mouth watered as she stared at her boyfriend, she wanted nothing more than to push him back into the shower with her but she had more pressing matters at the moment. mini jeff. she had been trying to get oliver to eat all morning but he was settled on throwing it her instead of eating. 

“ollie, baby, please eat this,” she begged, a small whine leaving her lips. he was already not eating enough, underweight, and not talking. he was just turned two. all the doctors gave the same the response:

“he’s just a little behind, wait a few weeks.”

“don’t worry he’ll be talking in no time.”

“everything will be okay, just give it time.” 

jeff and y/n were tired of giving it time, the suspense was eating away at them, they really just wanted to know how to help oliver. 

y/n gave up on trying to get the baby boy to eat and instead let him play with his toys on the floor. jeff reentered the room, with clothes on this time. “stop worrying, please.” he said, kissing her forehead a few times, y/n went to defend herself but jeff cut her off. “i can see the worry of your face. we’ll be fine, go help erin and carly, we’re having a boys weekend.” she looked up at her boyfriend, pouting. she didn’t want to leave the boys, y/n has grown very attached to both of them. “go, before they kick my ass for holding you here for so long.” 

2 days later

y/n had a lot of fun even though she was away from her boys but she was reading by the end of the weekend to go home. she missed her bed. erin and carly were horrible roommates, y/n couldn’t see how they lived together, they both snored extremely loud and kicked anyone in the bad next to them. but no amount of back pain could have prepared her for what she was about to walk into. the first thing y/n noticed when she trailed into the house was the play pin surround oliver, she thought they had agreed he didn’t need one, the second was the smell, it smelt strongly of lavender in through the apartment. y/n hated lavender with a passion, it caused a rash to form on her chest whenever she was around it.

“are you the babysitter?” a woman’s voice brought y/n out of her thoughts. “i don’t know what time you usually come but we don’t need you anymore,” she spoke dry and uninterested, the woman was cleaning out a new set of bottles, ones with strange nipples oliver didn’t like. 

y/n decided to ignore the lady, she didn’t care about her. she wanted to see her baby and jeff. she made her way over to the play pin, oliver squealed when he saw, waddling his way to edge. y/n willingly wrapped the boy in her arms, breathing in his familiar shampoo. at least that didn’t change. 

“what are you doing? i told you to leave- jeff!” the woman was beginning to grow frustrated with y/n, especially when she reached for her baby. both females watched jeff scurry into the room, looking for a problem but his eyes only met y/n’s confused stare. “she won’t leave, tell her we don’t need a nanny anymore.” 

jeff turning to the woman as she continued to bitch. “just give me one second.” that was a straight jab to the chest for y/n, he didn’t even deny this crazy lady’s allegation and was starting to piece together who she was. “can we talk so a quick moment outside?” he asked, walking over to the girl. 

“that’s-” 

jeff began but y/n cut him off quickly. “polly? yeah, i figured.” y/n clutched tighter onto oliver, she was growing more and more afraid of losing him at this moment. “why is she here, jeff?”

“she wants to be in his life again, she said she was finally ready to be a mom.” he explained, oblivious to y/n’s breaking figure. “she texted me a few days back saying she wanted to meet him so i invited her over and they really did click.” y/n sighed sadly, she knew what was going to happen.

“so what? she wanted to meet up with ollie, our ollie ironically the weekend i was gone.” her sadness was morphing with anger, this isn’t fair to her. “god, jeff! what the fuck! she broke your heart and she’ll break his too, just wait! she wants your money! people like her don’t change!” she didn’t even notice she was crying into oliver reached up to touch a stray tear, her heart was splitting in half and there was absolutely nothing she could do about it. 

she watched as his soft eyes turning angry. “i changed, did i not. or do you think i’m just like her, huh.” he seethed, defending polly like she had stuck with him through everything with their son. “just like the mother of my child?” 

neither of them said anything for a long time, starring at one another wait for a counter. “i’m so stupid, so, so stupid.” she mumbled, y/n wiped the tears off her face before looking up at jeff. “what was this? was i some substitute while you waited for who you really wanted? oh my god, i gave up my whole life for you guys, i-i literally don’t have anything.” her breathing started to grow heavier and suddenly she went back right to the day she first met jeff, panicking in her class because she thought she had lost everything. y/n choked on a sob, suddenly handing oliver to jeff before sprinting down the hall.

 y/n left jeff there wondering if he had made the right decision, she left him there having to watch his son cry for his mama, she left him there with a hole in his heart polly couldn’t fill. the only thing polly could fill was her wallet.

[onebigolemess]

Let’s call this the favorites tag cause I can’t find the actual name lol

Tagged by: @liberty-barnes (side note this is the first time I was ever tagged to do anything and my heart is so happy 🥺)

Top 3 Ships:

Tony x Pepper Potts - you CANNOT tell me they didn’t deserve a happier ending. I’m still fuming

Remus Lupin x Sirius Black - real talk is can we get a god damn series with them already??? Cmon now I wanna see this happen

Jake Peralta x Amy Santiago - if I don’t get something like this when I’m older I will be SO sad. Like they are so cute like damn

Lipstick or Chapstick: lipstick cause pretty colors 😍

Last Song: She by Selena Gomez it popped off y’all

Last Movie: Legally Blonde - I aspire to be Elle Woods one day

Reading: wayyy to many fanfics for it to not be an addiction, for school I’m reading Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe (hella good would recommend) and for funsies Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern

3 Random Things That Make Me Happy:

Waking up to my cat sleeping next to my face because it makes me feel so loved wow

Learning a new flag choreo for color guard cause holy crap I did that ya know?

Listening to people talk about what they love especially when they go off on a long rant or start rambling because 🥺

Tagging: @dreamwritesimagines and @serpentsstuff and anyone who wants to do this cause it’s so fun!!!!!!!