#seriously i'm kind of scared to write this book'

[sappholovell]

I want to write a novel with a largely POC cast, and I'm looking for opinions and feedback before writing the first draft.

The main poc identities that I'm looking for feedback and input on are:

Native American/Indigenous Americans

Black Americans

Japanese Americans (or immigrants to America)

Muslim Americans or Muslims who live in America, especially of Middle Eastern ancestry

If you aren't part of these cultures but still want to see your culture represented, I want to hear it. There may or may not be space for a character in the draft, but I will write down anything you say for future works too.

I want to write a. urban fantasy novel about queer werewolves and fae (with a diverse cast of both supernatural and human characters) but as a half-white, half-Latina author living in the USA I want some input on what you as a POC person would like to see more or less of in fiction. I want to hear about your culture and the type of characteristics that you do or definitely DO NOT want to see in a fictional character. I'm apprehensive about giving animalistic traits (because werewolves) to POC characters since in the USA there is a long history of propaganda giving such traits to people of color to dehumanize them, so I would like to primarily discuss what exactly I'm thinking for that and why, and if you're okay with the way I want to write it, if you want to set some boundaries, or if it's a hard no.

I mainly use DMs on Tumblr, but I also use Twitter DMs and I made a Discord account specifically for this. Mind you, I don't know how to use Discord so you'll probably need to explain it to me first. Thank you!

[lilys-of-the-valley]

Could you write head canons of Jace x pregnant wife reader ? 🫶🏻love your work

Thank you so much! Because I'm doing headcanons for all of the boys, I'll do pregnant headcanons for all of them, but longer for Jace :) I hope that's okay. 🩷

🌸 When you tell Aemond that you're pregnant he seems paralysed for a moment. He knows that this was going to come from your marriage because it was your duty to produce heirs but he's nervous to actually have his own.

🌸 When he gets over the initial shock, he will give you one of his small rare smiles and takes you into a gentle hug, placing a tiny kiss on your temple as he thanks you.

🌸 He's very attentive to you throughout your pregnancy. Always, making sure whatever you want or need is got for you and you have absolutely everything you could want.

🌸 He becomes so much more protective of you throughout your pregnancy, no one else except him, his mother and his sister are allowed to touch you when you're pregnant. He doesn't want to risk your safety.

🌸 He reads books about how to make it easier for you through your pregnancy. He goes to the kitchens to gather the food you crave, and he will even give you little foot massages when they swell.

🌸 When you get closer to your due date he will want you to stay in your bed and rest before the labour because he wants you to be safe but he does know that that's boring, so he will keep you company.

🌸 He holds your hand and lets you shout and curse at him while you give birth because he knows what you're experiencing. He understands, and he wants to soothe you.

🌸 He's very good through your pregnancy!

🌸 He's scared when you tell him you're expecting. He doesn't think he's fit to be a father and he didn't know that his love-making would cause such consequences.

🌸 He's not exactly the best at making you feel any better through your pregnancy, but he always demands maids and servants to get you what you want when you want it.

🌸 When you start to show, he definitely feels proud that he was the one who put that in your belly.

🌸 He likes to sleep with his hand on your big belly when you both sleep together. He likes how warm it is and when he feels the little movements.

🌸 When you get emotional, he kind of finds it funny, but when you shout at him, he starts to take it more seriously and helps make you feel better.

🌸 When you reach Labour, he's freaking out and yelling at the maesters and maidens who were helping you give birth, trying to make them help you more. 😭

🌸 He is over the moon when you tell him that you're pregnant. He's so happy that you're going to have his baby, and he's very excited to help you through your pregnancy.

🌸 He becomes much more gentle and attentive and also much more protective of you now that your pregnant with his baby.

🌸 He's so proud when you start showing that when your belly starts to swell and get rounder, he gets so happy and definitely walks with a hand around your waist after that.

🌸 He's very understanding and sweet when you get hormonal and emotional. He understands completely that everything is unbalanced and uncomfortable, and he will comfort you and help you in whatever way he can through your mood swings.

🌸 He waits on your hand and foot, getting whatever you want whenever you want it. Whether it be food, drink, an item, or even just some physical contact. He will give it to you.

🌸 When your hips start to hurt and your feet start to swell from your added weight, he will give you massages and kisses to try ease your pain while whispering sweet things in High Valyrian to you.

🌸 When you get close to your due date, he will be around you 25/8, no matter what. Always helping you walk, soothing you when your emotions hit, helping you when you're in pain, and giving you so much love and affection.

🌸 When you go into labour, he's so caring, kneeling by your side and kissing your knuckles as you squeeze the life out of his hand. He will wipe the sweat away from your forehead, and he will praise you after single push no matter hoe big or small.

🌸 He is so so happy when he finally gets to hold his newborn in his arms. The babe is so small and so fresh that he just melts. He thanks you so much for the gorgeous family you've given him and definitely wants more. 😭🙃

🌸 He's definitely the most nervous out of the four when you tell him you're pregnant. You're both quite young and newly wed, but he keeps it together for you.

🌸 He also reads books on pregnancy and birth to try and assist you in any way he can. He also goes to his mother and asks for her help, which she gladly gives.

🌸 He's very sweet and loving with you throughout your pregnancy, giving you love and affection and also whatever it is that you crave.

🌸 He always thanks you and praises you the entire way through your pregnancy, but even more so when you start to get round.

🌸 He definitely feels a little guilty when you start to get hormonal and emotional. He feels like it's his fault, and he tries to make it better by giving you kisses and cuddles in your shared bed.

🌸 He is always by your side when you start to get sleepy and heavy, he takes you off to bed when you become too sleepy and he definitely wraps his arms around you and gives you cuddles from behind when you get heavy and uncomfortable.

🌸 When you go into labour, he's freaking out as much as you are, definitely panicking and shouting along with you as he tries to encourage you.

🌸 But it's all worth it when you give birth to your first baby. He is so madly in love with you and your baby.

Note: I know you asked for Jace specifically, so if you want a longer version for Jace, feel free to ask me my love 🩷😫

[mlmmetalhead]

Kinesthetic learner

Request:

Eddie Munson x Male reader

CW: smut, heavy dom/sub dynamic, dirty talk, degradation, overstim, possessive kink, no prep no protect, a lot of dialogue for some reason.

An: I was listening to Rob zombie while writing this, man's music does wonders to me, but I also feel like the actual smut is a little short, this was a little rushed and I don't really like it

taglist: @deddiemunson

WOMEN DNI

"Oh come on, you can't be that much of a bore!"

Y/N exhaled, lowering the book to his knees, death staring the guy sitting next to him, Eddie's hands tangled in his hair, legs crossed in front of his torso, as he looked at his "tutor" with a slight disappointment.

"In fact, no, I am not. If you didn't notice, I'm not a big fan of all this either. I wouldn't be here, only if I had the option."

"Really?", Munson smirked, shifting in the chair, his bottom lip caught between his teeth, "That's a shame... I'd hope you would at least get some kind of sympathy for me, all this time..."

He sighed, pretending to pout and look down, his eyes switching to Y/N from time to time. The other, however, left unresponsive to Eddie's playful attempts, maintaining his death gaze, left eye twitching. Rightfully so, not everyone could be cheerful and playful after four hours of tutoring Eddie Munson. Well, tutoring is a stretch. More like trying to tutor, while he is acting like a three year old who's being forced to eat his veggies. It was seriously pissing L/N off.

***

"Hi Eddie. I expect you over at my house today, at 6. I believe you have a project in science for-"

"Ooh...", Munson turned around, facing the guy talking to him, while slowly leaning against the lockers, crossing his arms, "Yeah, sorry, no can do. Not today, at least. You see, a new campaign is going to start, right on Monday, and I really, really, need to finish it, you gotta cut me some slack here, man. I'm struggling!"

"Sorry, but I can't just tell the teacher that I cancelled our meeting, I remind you, once again, just because you need to go do nothing all evening."

He furrowed his eyebrows, tilting his head to look at L/N with the most confused and offended expression possible.

"Yeah, sorry, I- Hah, I think you didn't quite catch me. I'm not going to be doing nothing, alright? It's extremely important to write down every single detail of the campaign, even if I'm a good improviser, that won't save me when-"

"When the teacher is going to ask you, once again, to be the first one presenting your project. But it's alright, I guess you could just present them your D&D campaign, right?"

Eddie bit his lip, lowering himself against the lockers, eyes darting somewhere down, while scratching his cheek. Then, as if a lightbulb went off in his brain, he switched his gaze back to Y/N, a smile growing on his lips.

"Do you think that could work?"

***

Munson went up to his trailer, whistling some songs to himself, keys swinging on a finger.

"Look who finally decided to show up!"

Eddie almost jumped at the unexpected voice coming from behind. There stood no other than Y/N, his lips pursed, brows furrowed, and the familiar death gaze almost burned a hole in Munson's forehead. The other guy, however, smiled, hooking his hands behind his back, hips swaying in a playful manner.

"Heey there, L/N! What are you doing here? Wait! Don't answer!", he put a hand in front of him, hips freezing for some time, before the stretched out hand went back up to his chin, stroking it, as if mimicking thinking. Immediately after which, he retrained the hand back behind his back, jumping on his two, "Yes! I will go out with you! I was starting to think you wouldn't ask, man, I was kind of scared that-"

"I'm not here to ask you out, stop playing one of your games, I've been waiting here for almost an hour, and the only thing that was keeping me here was the thought, that I would get to tell you how much of a pain in the ass you are."

With the playful expression dying off Eddie's face, his hands wandering back to his sides, blinking a couple of times, he pursed his lips, eyes darting away from the other guy.

"Sorry, what'd I do?"

"You can't be fucking serious, can you?"

L/N watch in disbelief, as Munson shrugged his shoulders and shook his head, looking back at his tutor, waiting for a verdict of his guilt.

"Eddie, this was the last chance on this week's meeting. We had one planned on Tuesday, but you couldn't show up, so we moved it to Wednesday. But when I went to your house on Wednesday, we studied for exactly fifteen minutes before you had to go somewhere. So we moved a meeting on today. At seven. And you didn't fucking show up, and apparently, you don't even know we had a meeting?"

"Oh..." Munson scratched his back, loudly inhaling and biting his lower lip, his other hand sticking to his side, as if glued on, "Yeah, sorry, I... I didn't really... Remember, y'know? I had band practice and..."

***

"Heyy! Earth to Y/N? Where are you?"

Eddie snapped his fingers in front of Y/N's face, as the other one blinked, coming back to the present.

"Oh hey, handsome. There you are, what were you thinking about, hm? Was it about me?"

L/N’s gaze met Eddie’s, as he processed the smug smile on the guy’s face. And in this exact moment, the face made him unbelievably mad.

“Well? Are you going to tell me what were you think-”

“Shut up.”

“I’m sorry?”

“You heard me,” Y/N stood up from his chair, towering over Munson, “I’m tired of your childish antics, and the way you treat this whole thing. You always have something better to do, making me run around searching for you like a lovesick teenage girl, as if I don’t have anything better to do. Do you know how many plans I had to move and cancel because of you, huh?”

Eddie gulped down, trying to move away from Y/N, lowering off from his chair, holding up his hands in defense. “Hey, um- I’m sorry, dude, I promise we can figure this-”

“Oh yeah, you should be sorry, Munson. I neglected sleep and important health routines to come to your house, only to receive nothing but a bunch of disrespect towards me and my time. I don’t know what kind of a romantic scenario from a teen’s book you think this is, but I don’t like all of this, I don’t find your pathetic attempts at flirting cute, or entertaining anymore. You want to know what I think? I think you’re nothing but a noisy, annoying, disobedient brat.”

Eddie exhaled loudly, the look in his eyes shifting from pure fear to something more, as his thighs rubbed together, tongue wandering over his lips, “I’m sorry. How can I make it up to you?” his voice fell quieter, hands wondering closer to Y/n, but still not touching him.

L/N furrowed his brows, back straightening up, trying to read the expression on the others face. But boring into his big, brown, pleading eyes just irritated him more. Y/N grabbed Munson’s chin, holding his face to look himself directly in the eyes.

“You’ll have to do a lot, that’s for sure, you little fucker. What possibly do you have to offer that would make up for all the time I wasted on you?”

Instead of answering, Eddie slightly opened his mouth, his wet tongue pushing past his lips, as it touched and massaged Y/N’s thumb, being so conveniently pressed almost against his lips, all while not breaking intense eye contact even for a second. L/N furrowed his brows, quickly pulling his arm away, looking at Munson, sitting in front of him in somewhat of disbelief and confusion. He began wiping his hand on his shirt, until an idea popped into his head.

It was clear what the Dungeon Master was hinting at, not that it wasn't unexpected: he always was pretty flirty with the other, clearly expressing his interest. And even if Y/N was unbelievably annoyed by almost every single one of his actions and words, he couldn't deny that Eddie was quite attractive.

Slowing down the hand motion, Y/N came back closer, once again towering over Munson, a predatory look in his face, which made the other one's breath faster. Without any words, L/N's hand wandered into Eddie's hair, and pulled his head up to meet his own face, their lips smashing together.

Eddie moaned from suddenness of the contact, desperately griping Y/N by the shoulders and moaning into the kiss. Their teeth clashed together, saliva dropping down both of their chins. Munson moaned once again, grinding his crotch into L/N's leg, to which, much to Eddie's disappointment, Y/N pulled away, licking his lips and admiring his work while still holding other guy's hair in his iron grip.

"Get on your knees. And don't waste my time."

Munson quickly nodded, still not completely processing what was going on, as he got on his knees, looking up at his partner, as he removed his belt and undid his pants, slowly massaging his shaft through boxers. It wasn't long, before Y/N's dick was out and almost touching Eddie's nose. Licking his lips and quickly switching his eyes to the others face to get permission, Munson carefully opened his lips and the head of L/N's cock disappeared in his warm mouth.

"Oh yeah, that's it," Y/N hissed, once again tangling his hand in Eddie's hair, pushing himself down his throat, moaning, "Your mouth is so warm... Doesn't look like you struggle that much, you do this a lot?"

Munson tried shaking his head or making a noise of disapproval, but he could only whimper and choke on the massive cock occupying his mouth. L/N chuckled at the others attempts at communicating.

"You know that's not true. Eddie The Freak Munson, is also a pathetic little cocksucker. I wonder why didn't you just use your pretty little mouth to pass your classes, huh? I wouldn't be here right now, if you were just smart enough to... Oh fuck... To use the skills you have."

Eddie moaned around the shaft, as he tried to take even more in his throat, his pretty eyes watering, as he looked up to look Y/N in the face, pulling at his hips.

"Eager, baby? Don't worry, you'll get more in a second."

Y/N smiled darkly, as he pulled out of Munson's throat, leaving saliva dropping from his gaping mouth, catching air.

"Thank you... S-so much, I... I wanted this for so long..."

"Oh, don't worry, you made that really obvious. Now don't waste more of my time, and get on the bed. Get those clothes out of my way."

Eddie happily obliged, getting undressed just in seconds, climbing on the soft sheets, laying down, hair spread out, thighs rubbing against one another, trying somehow to make the growing erection better. As Y/N climbed in after him, his shirt discarded somewhere in the room, Munson bit his lip, eyes exploring the exposed body of another guy. L/N spread Eddie's legs apart himself, titling the other body, that way his cock pressed right against Munson's tight asshole.

"Wait- You're not... You're not going to... Y'know, prep?"

Y/N looked at Eddie, once again, with the familiar death gaze, loudly exhaling.

"You don't deserve to be. I'm not wasting my time on you, once again."

And with that, wasting no time, he pushed in, Eddie's loud moans bouncing off the room's walls. Y/N groaned, still waiting for some time, before pushing even forward, drowning another prolonged moan from his partner. Munson moaned, tears dripping down his cheeks, his eyes squinting, as the tearing pain went up his whole body from the sudden penetration. And even though it felt like thunderbolt of pain went up his whole inside, along with it, a wave of a different feeling came rushing straight to his brain, making him almost short-circuit. Mind clouding pleasure filled his thoughts, as everything Eddie could feel was L/N's big cock exploring his insides.

"Just like that. You fucking whore. What are you smiling for? You like that don't you? You like it when I fuck your brains out? Huh? Answer me."

Munson whimpered, hardly capable of any coherent words, as every single thought of his was fucked out by the next thrust of Y/N's hips,"Y-yeah... I like it...", Was all he could muster up, before his eyes rolled back, high-pitched moans escaping his throat.

L/N sped up, biting his own lips, with a loud spanking noise landing a hand on Eddie's ass, earning a pained whimper from him, "That's fucking right. Take it, you mouthy slut. That's what you get for being such a brat," with another spank.

With a loud moan and a shiver down his whole body, Eddie came, spilling on his stomach, eyes closing.

"You loved it a little too much, I see." Y/N smiled, wiping the cum off Munson's stomach, before pushing cum covered fingers up to his lips, "Clean up the mess you made, bitch."

As an obedient little slut he is, Eddie opened his mouth, gladly taking the fingers in his mouth and letting his tongue explore, sucking and licking them clean.

"That's a good whore."

Munson moaned at that, his hand rolling onto his eyes, as his whole body shook from the thrusts. Lips trembling with overstimulation, his spent cock getting red and hardening a little.

"I'm so sorry... I'm sorry for being so bad... I-I love your dick. I love your dick so- so much, Y/N."

Y/N smiled, rewarding Eddie with a particularly deep thrust, before resuming his merciless pace, while gripping at the others thighs.

"Oh yeah? Tell me more, baby boy."

Eddie gulped, trying harder to form a sentence, "It was a while since... Since someone pounded me like this, ah! Ha... Please, use my fucking hole... I wanted that big cock of yours for awhile. If- if you want... You could be the only one who's allowed to use it."

Munson moaned, once again rolling his eyes back, as he felt another climax nearing. He lifted up his legs in the air, hooking them up behind Y/N's back to pull him even closer. L/N groaned, biting down into Eddie's neck, exploring it with his tongue and teeth.

"Mark me! I'm all yours, Y/N! All yours! I'm sorry for being such a bad boy, I'm going to behave!", Tears trickled down to Eddie's open mouth, mixing with his saliva.

"That's what I needed to hear, baby," L/N groaned in Munson's ear, as his thrusts became more sloppy, his hand gripping Eddie's ass.

"Please, give me your load! Please, please, please, Y/N! You can use me like that whenever you want! Whenever you're not satisfied with my behaviour! I'm yours, your little fucktoy!"

Eddie screamed at the top of his lungs, as he came again, feeling that Y/N did soon after, too, his seed spilling inside Munson, as he moaned, throwing his head up.

Eddie quietly whimpered, as his partner layed beside him, both sweaty and breathing heavily.

"I will not be... Late at any of our meetings... Ever again."

[star-writes-sometimes]

insomnia, tea and clockwork oranges

tangerine x reader

word count: 1.3k

cw: swearing, reader uses some british slang, bad clockwork orange references, mentions of sexual stuff, mentions of drugs, tangerine being a therapy friend, is it ooc? maybe but i don't care

a/n: i kind of hate this but i'm only halfway through the other tangerine fic im writing

---—---

you were exhausted.

the mission was exhausting but you had finally completed it. working with the twins always went well but they were tiring after a while.

you couldn't sleep though. days of running on adrenaline and wishing you were home in your bed and now that you could finally crash in the house you all rented for the night and you were wide awake.

you gave up on your miserable attempt on counting sheep and decided to exit your small room for the night and go make yourself some tea.

you walked into the kitchen and found the kettle, mugs, teabags and sugar and started boiling the water.

"can't sleep either?"

"jesus fucking christ." you held your hand over your heart as you turned around and faced the living room adjacent to the kitchen. tangerine was still awake, sitting on the couch holding a book. "you scared the shit out of me."

he smirked as he looked you up and down, "sorry love, i didn't think anyone would still be awake." 

"neither did i," you moved to start preparing your cup now that your heart rate had calmed down, "you want a cuppa?"

"sure."

"sugar? milk?" you moved to grab another mug.

"nah."

you scrunched up your nose in surprise, "really? that's fuckin' gross."

"whaddya mean gross? it's classic."

"disgusting."

"the best way to have tea."

"without milk and sugar, it isn't tea, it's leaf soup."

"leaf soup? the fuck you talkin' 'bout darlin'" 

the kettle flicking off interrupted the response on the edge of your tongue and instead you moved over to pour the hot water. you silently finished making the cups of tea, ignoring the feeling of tangerine's gaze on you.

once done you moved over to the living room and placed both mugs on the coffee table before flopping down next to tangerine on the couch. you adjusted so you were sat crossed legged, close enough to tangerine for your knees to knock against each other.

you reached over and grabbed your drink, blowing on it slightly and taking a sip, "why are you still awake."

he shrugged slightly and reached for his own mug, "post kill adrenaline i guess. what about you?"

"i had to sell the sheep i usually count to feed my pet orphans." you joked as your eyes wandered to the book he placed on the table, "you were reading."

"yeah what's wrong with that?" he bit back quickly and defensively.

"fucking hell, chill out dude," you giggled slightly at his defensiveness, "i guess i just never pictured you reading. i mean i know you're well read and all but reading is a relaxing activity and i've never seen you relaxed." 

"oh." his eyebrows knitted in confusion at your small rant.

"so what book are you reading?"

"a clockwork orange."

you can't help but snort, "never mind that explains it."

as quick as it left his defensiveness returned, "explains what?"

"you don't relax while reading a clockwork orange. it's a good book and all but it ain't relaxing."

"you've read a clockwork orange?"

"of course. brainwashing, rape, murder, violence, reminds me of our lives except more dramatic. and i don't get my drugs from milk. and classical music doesn't make me cum."

he laughed at that, "you get off other places do you love?"

"oh yeah screamo music or the teletubbies theme are the only songs i use to get off." you responded with mock seriousness.

he smiled again, "personally i prefer black metal." he matched your tone, and you returned his grin, "if you don't read this shit what do you read?"

"porn." you smirk at him.

his smiles drops slightly, "you do that a lot y'know."

"what? read porn? darn i thought i hid it so well."

"no," he rolled his eyes, "the joking. you always do it to avoid things that make you uncomfortable."

it was your turn to get defensive, "i'm sorry?"

"lemon pointed it out a few days ago, i hadn't really noticed before he said it actually but it's true."

"i do not."

"why can't you sleep."

you had to swallow the sarcastic comment that instinctively wanted to claw its way out, "i dunno, left over adrenaline or whatever shit you said."

"you're lying." he said simply and moved to place his half empty mug back on the table next to the worn copy of clockwork orange.

"so? why do you care?" you copied his actions placing your own almost empty drink back down.

he moved his hand so it was on your knee and started tracing small, comforting circles. he used his other hand to grab your jaw, forcing eye contact, "i don't know much 'bout personalities and all that shit that's lemons stuff."

"yes i realised that when i encountered your own unlikeable personality."

his eyes narrowed slightly but he otherwise ignored your snark, "but you seem to be avoiding vulnerability, love."

you pulled away from him. moving your knee away and pulling your face away from his large hand, "no 'm not."

tangerine didn't respond. he simply kept looking at you, like he could see your resolve crumbling, "you don't have to tell me but i don't enjoy being lied to."

you couldn't believe you were considering talking to him about feelings. sure, you were close, you'd been on countless missions together and trusted him completely but this? 

he didn't say anything further but he did replace his hand on your knee continuing rubbing his thumb.

fuck you hated him at the moment.

"i don't feel safe."

he didn't say anything, didn't even falter his movements, just looked at you and waited for you to continue.

"i get nightmares and paranoid after all the fuckin' shit you see in this job." you look down, not liking his eye contact, "i don't feel safe tryin' to sleep."

much to your relief he spoke again, "do you trust me?"

your eyes knitted together in confusion, "yeah tan 'f course."

"lay down."

"what?"

he shuffled closer to the armrest, "you can't sleep. neither can i. so just lay down and relax and we'll stay up together." he pat his lap and looked at you expectantly.

"yeah, okay whatever." you breathed out and shuffled around until you were laying comfortably with your head in his lap and your legs curled up on the couch.

he started running his hand through your hair, smoothing it away from your face, "what’s it going to be then, eh?"

you can't help but smile up at him, "an unlimited supply of milk laced with ecstasy and classical music so good it makes me horny and violent?"

"don't think we'd be able to do all that tonight love."

"oh well i can settle for two weeks straight of horribly gory murder movies."

"yes but you'd have to be violently ill while doing so."

"i think if i got conditioned to hate violence i'd be out of a job."

"well, we can't have that."

"yeah. you'd miss me too much." you couldn't fight the yawn that crept up on you.

tangerine's other hand came down to rest on your cheek, his big hand almost covering your face, "tired, darlin'?"

you froze looking up and glaring, "how'd you do that are you a witch?"

"it's a secret, don't fight it just tell me more about your life as a droog."

"i don't think i'd be a droog."

"no?"

"nah i'd be one of the coppers they seem to have more fun."

"if you were a copper your job would be catching me."

"you wouldn't stand a chance."

"i think i’d be able to evade you for a while."

"nope." you unconsciously wiggled closer into him and yawned again, "what we should do is team up."

"oh yeah?"

"yeah, you snitch on your enemies and i arrest them. win, win scenario."

"how do i know you won't turn against me?"

"i like you too much." your eyes slowly closed, and you finally started sleeping.

tangerine smiled down at you, "yeah, i like you a lot too."

---—---

[shadowhandss60]

Do they discuss trauma from Tartarus or anything? I'm curious if they explore that.

(You are a stronger person that I for not revealing major spoilers lol. I as per the words of John Mulaney's father, have the backbone of an eclair.

I just don’t want to spoil huge things in case people want to read what I say but DON’T want big spoilers 😂 (I will usually note when I do) lmfao backbone of an eclair, love that

***

Kind of? It’s mentioned but more in “We survived this, we can survive anything” kind of way and also small things about Paul being there for Sally.

I think it’s more in the way Percy reads in this book (bigger spoilers ahead):

There’s a moment where he kind of “loses it” a bit and scares the sh*t out of god and Annabeth says “He can be scary when he gets worked up.” and it’s not said super seriously and they don’t bring it up, but he talks about the way the god looked at him and feels awful about it.

I feel like he was just thinking about Akhlys and how Annabeth looked at him in Tartarus.

Percy always brings up his trauma in such a nonchalant way or just ignores it, and we see again in the undertones of how Rick writes him.

He’s feels more panicked but ignores it and wonders why he feels that way but after everything he’s gone through? Makes sense.

There’s moments where he almost dies and all he thinks about is how it will hurt Annabeth and his family and Grover and still doesn’t think about himself but he DOES say he’s learned he “doesn’t want to die” so I’m happy he doesn’t fully have that “I don’t deserve to live.” Mindset from BoO.

Still, there’s multiple points where it’s like “Okay if I die it’s okay, as long as Annabeth and Grover are safe.” and it just makes me SAD because of course he follows it up with a joke to try and throw us off.

He’s a lot less angry than he has been in the past and I think a lot of that is now having a stable home life, no godly war and also Annabeth helps “calm him”.

He does talk about throwing his skateboard through a wall though…Whoops. (Skater boy Percy still confirmed)

I can’t say much for Annabeth because it’s his POV but I love the way they’re so instinctively there for eachother. They’re just so in tune with one another and I love it.

[strongheartneteyam]

IMPORTANT MESSAGE FOR THE FANDOM:

The hate and competition in this fandom tires me, honestly. I'm SO grateful that I made wonderful Avatar loving friends outside tumblr and here but like one of my dear Avatar loving friends has said "Tumblr is sick. I stay away from there and keep posting my content on my other socials." The Tumblr Avatar fandom is turning into an unpleasant thing, instead of a good one. I'm so so glad for the dear friends I have here. Many blogs here are incredibly lovely to me and to other people. But a lot of the fandom is just stupid and sad. I don't care about losing followers or about my reputation or whatever bc I don't owe anybody anything so I will be the one to be bold n brave and talk about this problem. The Avatar fandom on Tumblr is freaking toxic and exhausting. I haven't received a lot of hate but I see so many wonderful people here suffering and it just makes me extremely angry because I am a calmer person but if there's one thing I HATE is injustice. Anonymous haters are cowards n pathetic. Animosity among writers is stupid as fuck. Competition is even more ridiculous. We are all just fans writing, we should be united and have fun and be creative together. I have dreamed of being a published author ever since I was a child (and writing fanfiction is also a way to sharpen my skills because soon enough I will be publishing a book) and I write mostly for me, because it helps me, because writing is like an spiritual experience for me, and because I love the idea of touching people with my stories. To make them laugh, cry, get scared, confused, hopeful, emotional, HORNY ahaha Anyways, that is why we should all write. Because it's our passion. Not to have followers and be "Tumblr famous". But... humans gonna human. My point is, let's be kind to one another. Let's not send anonymous hate to innocent people. Let's remember we are all humans and we should be good to each other and not be jerks. If Eywa looked at the Tumblr fandom, she would laugh and say "Dumb humans. They cannot learn." and I think there's still hope that we can change and please the Great Mother a bit more, mmkay? That's it.

PS: there's life outside Tumblr. Some of you guys take this place too seriously. It's not that deep.

[nolongerinusegotomodelbus]

hellooooooo

can I request a cc!Wilbur were he has a crush on the reader, they work in a library. And when signing the books back in, he leaves note for them.

Have a amazing day <3

I actually love this so much; I just couldn't stop smiling while writing this. I don't know if you meant that he admired from afar, but I took kind of a different route that I haven't seen before :D

Anyone new: follow @modelbus as that is my real account and this is no longer in use but cannot be deleted.

Library Love

pairing: cc!Wilbur x Gn!Reader

The first time he comes in is like any other day.

You're behind the checkout counter, reading a book you had grabbed earlier. A huge perk of your job at the library meant that you could grab a book whenever. It was awesome! But you're reading, so absorbed that you almost miss the person approaching.

Luckily, you don't miss him. It was kind of hard to, actually. He was tall, had to be reaching over six foot. With brown hair and circular glasses perched on his nose, it was a bit hard not to think of him as at least a little bit attractive.

"Could I check out these books please?" He asked, eyes meeting yours for just a second before flicking away again.

"Of course." You replied. That was kind of your whole job, after all. "Do you have a library card?"

"No."

"They're free if you want one, makes it a lot easier to check out books."

Of course, it only worked if he came back. You'd definitely never seen him before so maybe this was a one-time thing.

After a moment, he nods slowly. "Sure, I'll take one."

Oh, wow. Normally people just gave a polite nod and didn't get one. This stranger wasn't too bad then.

"Great! You just have to fill out this paperwork." Upon seeing a grimace flicker through his face, you make a joke. "Don't be scared, there's no waiver."

To your surprise, your shitty joke makes him laugh. "Thank God. I'm not legally allowed to sign them after Disney World."

"What happened in Disney world?"

With a smile, he doesn't respond. Guess he was funny, too.

When he returns the paperwork, you give it a glance before filling out the details on the computer and printing his card. His books are added onto it, a strange mix of Greek mythology and historic composers.

"Here you go. The books are due back in two weeks. Any damages you can be fined for, and failure to return them will result in a fine."

"Don't worry, I'll be back." He promises, taking both the books and his card.

With that, he strides out of the library. Strange, to get a new face. Even stranger for it to be someone as cute as him.

As you go about the rest of your day, all you can think about is the name you entered on his card.

Wilbur.

--------------------------

Luckily for you, he kept coming back.

Each time you can't help but watch him as he wanders around the library, abandoning your book. Something about him just drew your eyes to him.

When he would eventually check out more books, you'd make an effort to have a conversation. It's how you got to know that he actually writes music and plays the guitar, how you learned that he's twenty-five. It's also how he learned about you.

Somehow he was effortlessly funny, but always managed to come off as shy. From the way he avoids your eyes, you almost thought him afraid of eye contact. Undeniably, he was charming. You'd be a liar if you said you didn't have a little bit of a crush on him.

Unfortunately for you, he was just a regular. A person with increasingly odd book choices (seriously, Pride and Prejudice and The Art of War?), destined for you to never see outside the confinement of the four walls of the library.

You did enjoy seeing him though. Perhaps too much for someone you didn't even have the number of. Well, that was a lie. He had written it down on the paperwork as required, but that felt too weird.

For now you contented yourself with looking up every time the door opened, hoping it was him. Eagerly awaiting the next time you could converse. Wilbur wasn't just a regular anymore, he was your favorite regular.

So, the second he walks in, it's not hard to notice something off about him. The smile he normally wore was gone, replaced by a nervous look. You hadn't seen him in almost two weeks, meaning he was just barely making the due date for his books.

For a guy who had been showing up three times a week for months, it had gotten you a little worried.

"Hey, Wil." You greet, automatically smiling just at the sight of him. "I was starting to think you were dead."

He shakes his head, mumbling something that you can't quite hear.

"Are you okay?" You ask, now getting worried.

Wilbur nods, setting the two books he holds on the counter.

"Gotta go." He quickly says, turning and rushing out.

You're left staring at the closing door, mouth open. What the hell? That wasn't normal at all. You close your eyes and think about what just occured.

He hadn't looked great, for starters. With messy hair and circles under his eyes, it was clear he lost sleep for some reason. The normally composed man had turned into a mess in two weeks.

Wait, he hadn't checked out any new books!

At least you knew he had to come back when he checked out books, but now there was nothing to force him to come back. You very well could never see him again.

Hopefully you were just jumping ahead and overthinking it though. Maybe he had gotten busy with whatever his job was or writing music. Maybe he was just too tired to uphold a conversation.

You reach forward and grab the first book, a collection of poems. You've never personally read this particular book, but he seemed to enjoy a lot of poetry. After checking it in, you place it on the book cart to shelve later.

His last book was another poetry book, one that you've actually read. It wasn't a long read, but it was quite good. When you pick it up a piece of lined notebook paper slips out from the thin pages.

Barely managing to grab it before it falls to the floor, you set the book back on the desk and unfold the paper. He had never left anything in a book before, but maybe this was important.

Eyes skimming through, trying your best not to invade his privacy, you almost miss the fact it's a letter. And not to anybody, but to you. He had written you a letter and left it in the book.

Now aware that it's meant for your eyes, you reread it. Carefully this time, soaking up each and every word.

I keep reading these poetry books to try and write a poem of my own to impress you into going on a date with me, but it's not working. My apologies if this is weird, but I just can't stop thinking about you. Ever since the moment I walked into the library, you've consumed my every thought to the point where I come back just for you. You're just I think I'm rambling. Sorry. Would you be interested in going on a date with me?

Wilbur

He was asking you on a date. Somehow, the letter, short and scrawled messily with crossed out words, was the most romantic thing you've ever read. From Shakespeare to Austen, nothing came close.

Suddenly his behavior all made sense. The way he rushed out, how he avoided your eyes. He was nervous!

The idea that you'd refuse is so ridiculous that you almost laugh. Searching for your phone, you're about to message him when you freeze.

The idiot didn't include his phone number.

[pomefioredove]

Tbh I was reading the matchup info and now I have an idea for a fic 😂😂😂

But Seriously I really love your writings. I've been having a shitty time and when I read your stuff it gets better and mellows me out ❤️

Personality wise: I can be pretty calm, but I also have my exciting/ manic moments. Like cleaning my room at 3am (cries in bd sleeping schedule). People say I'm nice, and have a good energy. But if someone pushes me (metaphorically) I will push back. I can be petty if I get fed up enough. I get depressed easily and sometimes have trouble expressing myself. Which is weird because I kind of am the therapist friend. I don't talk about my feelings or self often. Sometimes I scare my friends unintentionally, like dropping random tidbits of my life that might sound or be a little traumatic. (I.e. that reminds me of the time my mom told me she would beat my ass if I cleaned her room wring again.) I can be pretty lazy, I sleep A LOT. I am a feminist, who is pretty used to red flags in people.

Interests/ Hobbies: I love reading and trying new art stuff. I am an English major and like learning about the dirty and scary sides of History. My favorite books to read right now are classical literature and disturbing horror books. Art wise I've been trying to get into air dry sculptures. I love to crochet. And when I feel like it I can cook and bake. Sometimes I roller skate, like once in a blue moon. I have trouble with homework sometimes, I can get really distracted. When I'm really tired I won't eat. I have body issues too (thanks mom 🥲). I used to be a vegetarian for almost 10 years. I stopped a couple years ago.

Relationship wise: I like people who are competent. Like, someone who knows their way around the house or are willing to learn. I like feminists. I don't like people who yell at me. When I get into a relationship, love bombing and honeymoon phase stuff kinda turn me off ngl. (Like why r you so free on a regular Tuesday afternoon. I give you butterflies? Digest them, want some pesto bismol? Here.) Ngl, it's like why should I have to come back from a full day of work/school and clean up after you and/or make dinner.

Lifestyle wise: No lie I have depression and anxiety and it can get pretty bad. There are times where I can't take care of myself as well as I wish. I will cry, if someone makes fun of me for it. I try to keep my area clean, when I get back from work/school I clean up a little then crash. I try to deep clean on weekends if I'm not swamped from school.

Specifics: No first or second years pls

Ty 💖💖💖

I match you with 𝐕𝐢𝐥 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐭

The First Impression:

One might assume that the first thing Vil notices in a person is their style, or their physical features, or even their body language.

Not really.

Vil absolutely judges people based on their competency, their skill, their dedication to themselves and their passions. And he can absolutely see that in you.

Why He Fell:

What initially attracts Vil is the challenge. He's always looking for new potential, and he can tell that you're both skilled and committed enough to meet his standards- but there's something holding you back. You're quite different from his past potatoes, and he's more than capable of taking a different approach to your case, one without the need for harshness.

Vil isn't one to pry, though he's able to piece together your situation from the random tidbits you drop on him, and soon, his pet project becomes more of a mission. Can't take care of yourself right now? That's fine, he'll do it for you. He'll find a way to create a perfectly manageable routine, fix your sleep schedule, help you with homework, and slowly ease you into a healthier lifestyle with him by your side.

Though he'd never admit it, Vil really likes the feeling of being needed, not just wanted. And, in time, he finds himself needing you and your company just as much.

The Relationship:

You cannot get more competent than Vil Schoenheit. Experience or not, he's a master at navigating relationships, and is more than willing to help you in that regard, as well. He's there at your best and worst, as you are for him- Vil considers the partnership very equal, and would never in a million years dream of upsetting that balance.

(Quite honestly, Vil doesn't want to be treated like an incompetent manchild who can't do anything for himself and he's glad you're on the same page)

He very much appreciates and admires your skillset, interest in learning new things, and your dedication to your passions (one isn't just vegetarian for ten years without some commitment, after all), and sees you as compatible in that regard.

It's a very mature and balanced relationship, one in which you don't even have to imagine him lovebombing or taking you for granted or acting childish. He certainly has his moments, but such is being human.

[modelbus]

Anonymous asked:

hellooooooo

can I request a cc!Wilbur were he has a crush on the reader, they work in a library. And when signing the books back in, he leaves note for them.

Have a amazing day <3

I actually love this so much; I just couldn't stop smiling while writing this. I don't know if you meant that he admired from afar, but I took kind of a different route that I haven't seen before :D

Library Love

pairing: cc!Wilbur x Gn!Reader

The first time he comes in is like any other day.

You're behind the checkout counter, reading a book you had grabbed earlier. A huge perk of your job at the library meant that you could grab a book whenever. It was awesome! But you're reading, so absorbed that you almost miss the person approaching.

Luckily, you don't miss him. It was kind of hard to, actually. He was tall, had to be reaching over six foot. With brown hair and circular glasses perched on his nose, it was a bit hard not to think of him as at least a little bit attractive.

"Could I check out these books please?" He asked, eyes meeting yours for just a second before flicking away again.

"Of course." You replied. That was kind of your whole job, after all. "Do you have a library card?"

"No."

"They're free if you want one, makes it a lot easier to check out books."

Of course, it only worked if he came back. You'd definitely never seen him before so maybe this was a one-time thing.

After a moment, he nods slowly. "Sure, I'll take one."

Oh, wow. Normally people just gave a polite nod and didn't get one. This stranger wasn't too bad then.

"Great! You just have to fill out this paperwork." Upon seeing a grimace flicker through his face, you make a joke. "Don't be scared, there's no waiver."

To your surprise, your shitty joke makes him laugh. "Thank God. I'm not legally allowed to sign them after Disney World."

"What happened in Disney world?"

With a smile, he doesn't respond. Guess he was funny, too.

When he returns the paperwork, you give it a glance before filling out the details on the computer and printing his card. His books are added onto it, a strange mix of Greek mythology and historic composers.

"Here you go. The books are due back in two weeks. Any damages you can be fined for, and failure to return them will result in a fine."

"Don't worry, I'll be back." He promises, taking both the books and his card.

With that, he strides out of the library. Strange, to get a new face. Even stranger for it to be someone as cute as him.

As you go about the rest of your day, all you can think about is the name you entered on his card.

Wilbur.

--------------------------

Luckily for you, he kept coming back.

Each time you can't help but watch him as he wanders around the library, abandoning your book. Something about him just drew your eyes to him.

When he would eventually check out more books, you'd make an effort to have a conversation. It's how you got to know that he actually writes music and plays the guitar, how you learned that he's twenty-five. It's also how he learned about you.

Somehow he was effortlessly funny, but always managed to come off as shy. From the way he avoids your eyes, you almost thought him afraid of eye contact. Undeniably, he was charming. You'd be a liar if you said you didn't have a little bit of a crush on him.

Unfortunately for you, he was just a regular. A person with increasingly odd book choices (seriously, Pride and Prejudice and The Art of War?), destined for you to never see outside the confinement of the four walls of the library.

You did enjoy seeing him though. Perhaps too much for someone you didn't even have the number of. Well, that was a lie. He had written it down on the paperwork as required, but that felt too weird.

For now you contented yourself with looking up every time the door opened, hoping it was him. Eagerly awaiting the next time you could converse. Wilbur wasn't just a regular anymore, he was your favorite regular.

So, the second he walks in, it's not hard to notice something off about him. The smile he normally wore was gone, replaced by a nervous look. You hadn't seen him in almost two weeks, meaning he was just barely making the due date for his books.

For a guy who had been showing up three times a week for months, it had gotten you a little worried.

"Hey, Wil." You greet, automatically smiling just at the sight of him. "I was starting to think you were dead."

He shakes his head, mumbling something that you can't quite hear.

"Are you okay?" You ask, now getting worried.

Wilbur nods, setting the two books he holds on the counter.

"Gotta go." He quickly says, turning and rushing out.

You're left staring at the closing door, mouth open. What the hell? That wasn't normal at all. You close your eyes and think about what just occured.

He hadn't looked great, for starters. With messy hair and circles under his eyes, it was clear he lost sleep for some reason. The normally composed man had turned into a mess in two weeks.

Wait, he hadn't checked out any new books!

At least you knew he had to come back when he checked out books, but now there was nothing to force him to come back. You very well could never see him again.

Hopefully you were just jumping ahead and overthinking it though. Maybe he had gotten busy with whatever his job was or writing music. Maybe he was just too tired to uphold a conversation.

You reach forward and grab the first book, a collection of poems. You've never personally read this particular book, but he seemed to enjoy a lot of poetry. After checking it in, you place it on the book cart to shelve later.

His last book was another poetry book, one that you've actually read. It wasn't a long read, but it was quite good. When you pick it up a piece of lined notebook paper slips out from the thin pages.

Barely managing to grab it before it falls to the floor, you set the book back on the desk and unfold the paper. He had never left anything in a book before, but maybe this was important.

Eyes skimming through, trying your best not to invade his privacy, you almost miss the fact it's a letter. And not to anybody, but to you. He had written you a letter and left it in the book.

Now aware that it's meant for your eyes, you reread it. Carefully this time, soaking up each and every word.

I keep reading these poetry books to try and write a poem of my own to impress you into going on a date with me, but it's not working. My apologies if this is weird, but I just can't stop thinking about you. Ever since the moment I walked into the library, you've consumed my every thought to the point where I come back just for you. You're just I think I'm rambling. Sorry. Would you be interested in going on a date with me?

Wilbur

He was asking you on a date. Somehow, the letter, short and scrawled messily with crossed out words, was the most romantic thing you've ever read. From Shakespeare to Austen, nothing came close.

Suddenly his behavior all made sense. The way he rushed out, how he avoided your eyes. He was nervous!

The idea that you'd refuse is so ridiculous that you almost laugh. Searching for your phone, you're about to message him when you freeze.

The idiot didn't include his phone number.

[sidestepping]

Fanfic Writer Questions

@askweisswolf tagged me, thank youuuuu for thinking of me ♡

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Huh, 12 apparently? A lot of them are shorts and gifts, though.

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

66,495???? When did THAT happen (I have never opened the statistics tab before can you tell)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Mostly and forever Fallen Hero my beloved, but I have one (1) foray into Baldur's Gate 3.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Hmmm, my "main" fics really: 1. Splinters (Fallen Hero, Una and Ortega's relationship's turning points) 2. Dialogue Box (Fallen Hero, people having conversations) 3. Hopefully, No Biting (I can't believe this is in the top three JKLHGLKHGLH. Probably the oral sex helped.) 4. Hauntings (Fallen Hero, little mindfucks and experimental chapters) 5. The Heist, a three-part gift about Hollow Ground and @kittlesandbugs Sidestep, Riley. This one was a passion project, very happy to find it (surprisingly) in the top 5.

5. Do you respond to comments?

Usually, yes, if I can't reply directly to the commenter on another platform! If people are lovely enough to take the time to write, you know... Right back at them.

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

No endings to my fics, really, but the angstiest as a rule is Hauntings.

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

No endings to my fics, really, but I think my happiest / sweetest / peacefullest might be one of my recent ones--Shipname: Burnt to the Ground (it's sex, but not sad babygirl sex, you get me?)

8. Do you get hate on fics?

No.......... But if you want to go and hate on Hollow Ground when they appear in my fic please be my guest lads I'm right there with you.

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

Not sure my sex scenes count as smut considering I'm firmly rooted in the suggestive rather than explicit territory. I write metaphors for fucking, more like.

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

Not really! I'm such a one-trick pony man, all my money's on Los Diablos.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Hmmm.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I have not! I do like to fuck around with language and I have translated part of my fics once or twice and then back again just to throw a punch into the English and its pacing though. And I used to translate fics out loud for my friends who couldn't read English when I was, like, a teen.

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

Started to, didn't finish, but the idea's there somewhere—co-writing with @astarien is the heights of existence obviously.

14. What's your all time favorite ship?

... Chargestep. I guess. I guess they're alright. Whatever.

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

If I want to finish a work I do—but there's nothing I'm gunning to end yet, except for shorts, which I finish in one-go.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Hm, I don't really know... I enjoy dialogue, action scenes, and fucking up pace, musicality, analogy, words and format so that language says more than it usually does, or shows more than it usually does—goes further than it wants to go if you don't give it a shake—and makes you FEEL. That's what's in my brain when I write.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Fucking... plot. Logical pathways. Lore. I do not have a brain.

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

Love it! I gesture at it but keep it in English when I don't know the language (too scared of fucking it up, and not enough control over tone / nuances / connotations), but if I do know the language then absolutely.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

In my little notebooks when I was 8? A French Child Fantasy book I loved. But the only fandom I've written seriously for is FHR.

20. Favorite fic you've written?

My darling, though not my easiest, is Splinters. The hard-hitting writing moments are compiled there, I usually break out of a chapter a little brain-weird and all rabbit-hearted, it's always a blast to get to work on it.

Annnnd I'll tag @astarien, @kittlesandbugs, @ejunkiet, @impossible-rat-babies, @rab-bitly, @witchfall, @silvery-bluish, @ladyshivs, and anyone who feels like it!

[jasonsmirrorball]

the jason dad post 😵‍💫❤️‍🩹 you said that’s not nearly as many things as you want to say, i’m coming to you as an AVID dad!jason lover, please pretty please spill literally any and everything you have to say about that topic (if you’re up to it ofc) i’ve got the worst dad!jason brainrot he’s killing meeeeee

cw: pregnancy, children

thank u for indulging me and i am so sorry this is about to be soo incoherent because i'm so all over the place.

i think that if you have an overbearing family (who probably mean well but just don't understand that sometimes you need a bit of space) he is so your guy. he knows about families who are SO nosy like on a fucked up level. his brother probably has a whole profile on you. overbearing aunties are a breeze.

they throw you guys a baby shower and if you start crying in the car because you feel overwhelmed he's rounding the driveway to help you calm down. wipes your tears and asks you what you wanna do in his steadiest voice and you know he's going to back you up no matter what. has a hand on your back the entire time if you decide to go in and coordinates all communication with the seriousness of like his high level stakeouts.

uhhh uhhh i think jason and dick's relationship grows stronger as a result of this. like. that's his older brother. and he tells him because this is special and precious part of his life and he says it very solemnly and awkwardly when they meet up, and tries not to show how important it is to him that dick is part of it. tries not to show his brother that he feels this deeply about him being part of it. but he's still his younger brother and he's still gonna look up to him and want his approval. and dick is so. over the moon.

i think each of the family contribute in their own way but. i like to imagine damian, curious and a little awkward, helping to paint the nursery. he drops in randomly after school and the first time is a little sudden and you're not expecting him but you can't turn him away. he sits in silence for a little and then offers his own stiff little congratulations even though he'd already told you back when you and jason had announced it in front of the family.

it's so endearing and you ask him if he wants to see the nursery and he follows you through the house to the room where you and jason have planned to decorate for the baby. the entire time he doesn't take his eyes off you just in case, like he's got to take care of you in jason's absence. takes the role of soon to be uncle sooo seriously. you ask him if he would consider painting you something for the nursery and i think he takes it SO seriously.

jason goes out and buys a notebook once he's processed the news that you're going to be parents. it might be that day, it might be a week later. but i think he's the kind of dad who writes letters as your baby grows up. 'today we found out we were going to have you..' type thing and it's just so. heartfelt. and human. i don't think he even knows if the baby will ever see these, but he details how scared he feels and you can just read how much love he has already for you and the baby. he's a boy trying to do his best.

this is once again me projecting but. imagine the baby books. i love the idea of the nursery and picking out the books you're going to fill the shelf with. and as the baby grows you add more and more. fairytales and science and fiction and fantasy etc etc. jason reads to you when you can't sleep during the pregnancy

you fall asleep in the nursery one night, the both of you, and maybe a few years later, you unknowingly recreate it when the baby/small person has a nightmare and you and jason end up squished together on the bed with your world between the both of you. a tiny hand on your cheek and the other on their dad's shirt.

i was talking about this with keke (eurydizzy) beloved but i think the baby picks up on jason always calling you baby or a pet name and starts calling everyone that. they're tucked in his arms after a visit to uncle dick's and their little hand is smacking against their mouth in a clumsy blown kiss and you hear a tiny voice say 'bye baby!' to dick. (you guys end up staying another hour)

jason buys a camera and ends up documenting almost everything he can but. so do you. there are home videos on home videos on home videos. that's your world, why wouldn't you want to preserve it!!

another thing keke and i were talking about was the inner child wounds you guys would inadvertently heal. it makes me so emotional. you guys aren't perfect but. by god that baby is so loved. never once ignored, never dismissed. you treat them so seriously, and listen to everything they have to say.

anyway i am so emotional and have severe baby fever. i saw a mother and her baby on the bus the other day and almost started crying because they were so cute

[white-poppie]

MISS THE RAGE!

Characters: Gon, Killua, Kurapika

Request: hmm......then may I request hxh with a s/o whose main source of power is hatred/rage? the characters can be anyone u want (i hope ya understand what I meant) @innerpurple

A/N: aye! aye! Captain! Sorry for the late response, I was busy with school work TwT.

Me is 15, me can write for Killua and Gon. If you big and read. you pedo :P

GON

"So is this how I acted when I got that power boost?"

Is kind of concerned, and makes sure to not make you angry at anything.

Thinks your ability is very cool and asks a lot of questions about it.

Ends up having brain overheating 😶‍🌫️.

He is just so nice about it, oh my god. &lt;3

"Y/n, Y/n, Y/nnnnn~!" he drawls swinging his legs.

You sigh and close whatever you were doing and look at him, "yes, Gon?"

A small pout appears on his lips, "are you angry?"

A smile breaks its way on your face, "no, bubba, no tell me, what were you saying?"

"So does your special attack work even when you are warm, or under the sun? I mean, technically it should right?"

You blinked and looked at him, "where did you- no- that makes sense-."

*cue existential crises*

Killua

"Okay, and?" ��

This guy, is so unbothered by it. Like cool, you have a self-destructive nen-ability, but that ain't my problem, mama.

Although if you end up super enraged, he might get a little scared. Because he gets reminded of Illumi.

Poor baby starts shaking.

From then on, you are super cautious whenever you are using your ability near him.

"Killua, I swear to god, this is not funny," you huffed, crossing your arms in front of your chest, "you irresponsible can you be?"

"Calm down, it isn't that big of a deal," he brushed you off.

"You are not funny, Killua!" you shouted at him and he stopped in his tracks to look at you. Your aura was menacing, suffocating.

He gulped and shut his eyes to calm himself down, your voice drowned under his heartbeat.

"Killua," you questioned so softly like your words might crumble him down, "s-shit, I'm so sorry, I-i didn't mean-"

Killua opened his eyes to look at your hunched figure, tears were lining your waterline. Unaware of how to respond, he simply nodded and went to cool his head down.

Kurapika

The concept isn't something very new to him. After all, his nen also works on the feeling of vengeance.

What concerns him is seeing his dearest s/o have the same self-destructive tendencies as him.

His heart hurts every time he sees you rage. Thinking of the best ways to calm you down.

Yet at the same time, he is intrigued and inquisitive about your skills.

How do they work? Are there any downfalls, or side effects?

If there are, this man is always making sure he has things to aid to you the quickest.

"You seriously need to control your anger," he says while examining the damage on the tree, "you can end up hurting yourself badly.'

"M' sorry," you replied, "but seriously you are one to talk."

Kurapika pursed his lips to not smile, "let us talk about you for now."

"Fine, fine."

"You need a bandage on your knuckles," he traced them and you hissed, "come on, let's get you cleaned up."

(A/N: 😭🤎🫶 I love him so much.)

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[spiders-hth-is-an-outlier]

I don't want to derail this post or argue with anyone about how to live laugh love their way through this vale of tears, but this is *such* a good summation of the perspective barriers between different types of readers.

My idea OF HELL is receiving an extensive rundown of the tone, themes, tropes, characters, etc of every book I pick up before I read it. Why bother at that point. Literally why fucking bother. I feel physical rage every time some desperately tap-dancing marketing rep attempts to spit a half-chewed novel into my mouth like I'm a goddamn three-day-old pigeon.

It is genuinely baffling to me how resistant people are now to just being taken on a ride. You know who enjoys it when the book has one paragraph of summary and three glowing reviews from other people who can write good? ME. THAT'S FOR ME, I'M THE AUDIENCE FOR THAT. I want a very general sense of genre (is it funny? Super cerebral? Will it scare the shit out of me?), and I want someone who's not an idiot to be like, Read this, shit, dude, it'll light your face on fire. After that, idk, man, whatever happens happens? Maybe I'll hate it, but at least I gave it a chance to make its case to me, you know?

Because that's what really bothers me about the desire to fine-tune your reading list to filter only for what you enjoyed before. It's not just that you'll inevitably cheat yourself out of the life-changing book that isn't what you thought you wanted until after you read it -- although that's true, you definitely will. It's the entire headspace of using reading as a means to reify the type of reader you are, the kind of thing you enjoy. Approaching books in that way means that, if you do the job right, you'll turn yourself into a Well-Read Person who never has to have a negative reaction to a book, and that's how we arrive at a culture of people who think they love books, but who actually love the pleasure of receiving exactly and specifically what you ordered. It's an algorithmic way of experiencing the world. It's the way of thinking that allows people to seriously contemplate the idea of ChatGPT fiction, because isn't that what these "AI"s are designed to do? Deliver whatever you ask it to? Learn what you want and give you that with as few deviations as possible?

Idk, man, the 80% of me that is just a chill hippie at heart is like, you can do whatever you want forever, so fine, read all the YA your heart desires, love and light. But the 20% of me that really, like, cares about the transformative power of art or some corny shit like that just experiences existential agony at the current landscape of the genre I love, where people are really actively pissed off because reading adult fiction is hard to do without ever encountering surprises. Yeah! It is hard to do that! It's supposed to be hard!

Anyway, the last really good novel I read was The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue, and it's hard to describe. I think you'd like it, though.

[libra-stellium]

Venus Transits I tracked!

Descriptions from Planets in Transit - Robert Hand

Venus opposite Moon (Apr 17 - Apr 21)

Any problems under this transit are likely to come from doing something to excess

Did I drink a whole bottle of wine on 4/20? yes. Was I feeling it the next day? yes lol Do I regret it? nope! I was trying to have a great night in and that's exactly what I had!

This transit arouses your affections and makes you willing to give and receive love, relationships with women are meaningful

I made this really good pasta with mussels and I invite my aunt to have dinner with me which is simple but I don't usually do that lol

The rest of this transit description was talking about problems in romantic relationships but I'm single soooo N/A

Venus opposite Mercury (Apr 18 - Apr 22)

Favorable time for communication about love and relationships

If you watch 911 you know how it's been this month lol but I've been enjoying watching people watch the show for the first time! Idk which day exactly but it had me thinking about how I used to write fics when I was younger and make fan videos of shows lol such a fun time! Then I had a convo with my bestie about her love live bc she's a late bloomer and naturally is scared of everything lmao

The mercurial side of your personality does not take emotional matters seriously

I forgot to pay attention to this lmfao but I know I was a joker this entire time! lmao I tried to cut back but everything was just toooo funny!!

Be careful what you say about friends and loved ones under this transit , someone may take it seriously

I made a separate entry about the last time this transit happened for me in 2021 so this time around I was very intentional to not talk about anybody lmao about to make myself a shirt like "My friends and I survived my Venus Opposite Mercury transit <3"

One of the most unemotional of all Venus transits

I don't know lol is laughter not an emotion? I was intrigued by this when I wrote it but maybe I would have experienced this if I didn't know it was happening? Or maybe it was something small like me laughing during the serious situation in a show bc the drama was just toooo much I had to laugh lmao

Venus trine MC (Apr 18 - Apr 22)

Good time for any kind of creative activity/getting involved in the arts

I randomly started cooking this pasta with mussels and I've never made it before and it came out so good!!

Excellent time to redecorate your home and make your personal surroundings more attractive, you are much more sensitive to the aesthetic nature of your surroundings

I did do my dishes and clean my kitchen!

Time when you feel very affectionate and have a great need to express your affection, you are pleasant to be around, others can sense how you feel about them which makes them feel good

I didn't really feel thisss? I'm usually pleasant to be around anyway lol but I did text a couple more friends during this time and we were laughing a lot

Transit makes you feel peaceful and anxious to avoid conflict

Bro this bc after my job messed up my pay last week they asked me to update my timesheet again and I was on that email and had it fixed in 2 minutes lmao just for my supervisor to be like oh she doesn't see it on her end like girl....i texted her pictures of my screen like it's there! Don't stress me out!

Venus square Neptune (Apr 21 - Apr 25)

Transit stimulates your romantic imagination making you somewhat unrealistic

As a libra with a pisces rising this was just another regular day lmao but I was more in my synchronicity bag because on 4/25 I started reading this book that I stopped reading last year on May 19 bc I left it in my friend's car for months and I was reading something else by the time I got it back buttttt the back of the page I stopped on the main character was talking about how the only place she had visited in Europe was Amsterdam and i was like ohmygod??? What are the odds that i was so close to reading that last year and it's now almost a year later and I travel to Amsterdam ON MAY 19???

Daydreaming and creativity are high

Idk if that counts but I stitched a tiktok on 4/23 and it's still getting engagement and it's at 50k+ views rn on 4/28 and like 7k+ likes lolll

Venus square Uranus (Apr 24 - Apr 28)

You seek excitement and stimulation through love relationships

single as a pringle lol

Tendency to flirt under this influence, don't make anything more out of an encounter than what it really is

I didn't go anywhere bc work had me working for real during this time and now it's the weekend and I have my period but one of my friends posted a story about how her outfit made her look like a teacher and I commented "What's 5x5? Twenty Fine!!" lmfaoo the corniest pick up line and I still think I was so funny for saying that lol

You are likely to be impulsive with money

yeah Sweetgreen has had me in a chokehold ngl lol every year I go through a phase where I get obsessed with a salad from there! $18 is absolutely wild but so so good! Just writing this makes me want to order again omg

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being Nishinoya's Boyfriend

Introduction to Yuu's Grandfather

Nishinoya Yuu x Male reader

Warnings: pure fluff (who is she 🤯)

A/N: This is another request from Dragon Anon!

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Top 10 best partners in the HQ world??

Top 10 best partners in the HQ world 🥰

Seriously Noya is such an underrated character it's insane

The guardian of Karasuno 🥺

Please he's just out here making sure our bby crows can fly!

He deserves a partner who gives him the world

And that my lovelies is our dearest Yn 😍

Arguable one of the best guys at Karasuno

You first met Yuu when you were both in literature class together

Please Noya knew nothing so YN to the rescue 🦸

Look at you out here making Ennoshita's life easier 🤣

When you first meet Yuu, he was a bit rough around the edges to say the least

Boy was practically feral ight

But in the best way 🥰

Fortunately our amazing Yn had the patience to tame Karasuno'a crazy libero 🤪

You often became the person Daichi and Suga relied on to help Noya

Please they added you to a group chat that was literally named "YN: Noya's Emergency contact"

They did not use the group chat sparingly

Daichi: YN GET HERE NOW

Suga: Noya ate too much again YN 😃

Asahi: sorry YN

Asahi was added later to the chat 😆

When there was too much rolling, not enough thunder, they called you

Daichi: YN SOS

You: 🙄 what now?

Asahi: I'm pretty sure Noya rolled on the ground too much and now he's got motion sickness

Suga: its actually quite the sight YN

You: 😐 omw

Soon your relationship grew from just friends to more than friends

Noya isn't a shy guy at all

If he likes you, he's going to tell you

See Kiyoko for reference

So one day, when you are walking home, Noya just blurts it out

"YN I really like you!"- Noya

You 👉🏻😃 huh-

"YN I like you as more than a friend and I was kind of wondering if you'd maybe be my boyfriend"- Noya 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

You 👉🏻👁👄👁 uhh I like you too Yuu

"So... is that a yes??"- Noya

You 👉🏻🥰 yes

Noya 👇🏻

Please the team was so happy to have you around

You literally were so supportive to Noya and all the guys

However, unbeknownst to you, Noya was a little nervous about one tiny thing 😬

Meeting his grandpa...

He had wanted to introduce you as his boyfriend a while ago

But he kept putting it off

He mentioned it to you once and then it kind of just didn't come up again

Finally you approached the subject yourself

"Yuu, when am I going to meet your grandfather?"- you

Noya👉🏻👁👄👁 I was hoping you'd forget about that-

It's not that Noya was afraid his grandfather wouldn't approve

No, it was simply because his grandfather was- well, a lot

"You realize I deal with you everyday right?"- you say to Noya

Noya 👉🏻🤨 excuse me?

You👉🏻😐 really?

"I'll have you know I'm practically perfect"- Noya 💅🏼

You 👉🏻🙄 yes you are

"Anyways, I'm just nervous you'll be a little, well intimidated by him"- Noya

"Yuu, if you love him, I just know I'll love him too because I care about you!"- you say smiling

Noya 👉🏻🥺 really??

Which brings us to meeting Mineo Nishinoya

"Wow, you both look so much alike"- you say shaking Noya's grandfathers hand

"You got yourself a good looking one there Yuu!"- Mineo says as he pulls you to sit down

"Please don't break YN grandpa"- Yuu mutters as he sits down

"This one's sturdy! I doubt I'll break him. He speaking of breaking, let me show you some of Noya's pictures from when he was a kid! He was so scared he'd break his entire body" Mineo says rushing to get the baby books

Noya 👉🏻😐 dear god I regret everything

Over dinner, Mineo shares stories from his childhood as well as stories from Yuu's

It's freaking precious

You listen intently and laugh as Mineo tells you everything there is to know about Yuu

"You know, I never thought Yuu would ever bring someone home. But boy am I glad he finally did. You are a very nice young man" Mineo says slapping you on the shoulder

"Please don't break YN grandpa, Daichi needs him incase of emergencies"- Yuu says

"You mean Daichi needs me incase YOU have emergencies"- you say

Mineo laughs "sounds like my Yuu"

On your way out, Mineo pulls you aside

"Take care of him for me"- Mineo says

"I will sir. It was very nice to meet you"- you say

"Will you two stop talking already!"- Noya yells

"Hold your horses!"- You and Mineo yell simultaneously

"Dear God help me"- Noya says smacking his face

Idk Noya, seems like you got a winner to me 🥰

[kaylapocalypse]

Hello!! This may be a bit of a long-shot, but you're a published and fairly successful author that I know how to contact, and I love The Wicker King..

You can respond to this via this ask or direct messages (or not at all!) Whatever you're comfortable with.

I'm in a position where I really need to start seriously thinking about my future career, and the one I'm leaning towards the most at the moment is a creative writer. I love it, and it's one of my strong suits... but the field is not known for being easy to navigate.

You clearly have experience, so I was wondering if you could shed some light on what I would need to do if I decide to be serious about pursuing this?

What does the publication process look like, how do you support yourself financially (is it substantial?), what courses did you take in college (if at all), and how did you get your name out there?

Being an author is a plan/dream I had years ago and had since given up on, but after two years of chasing a different passion, I'm starting to waver again on what I should do...

So, I was wondering if you could tell me about your experience in the writing/book industry; if you're comfortable of course!

Thank you for your time and I hope you have a nice day!

My apologies for taking so long to answer this, I had to think very hard about what I wanted to say.

I think the most important thing for you to know is that it takes about 10 years before most creative writers--novelists especially--are able to live off their craft. And that's not even factoring in the metrics of chance.

I don't mean this as a dissuasion of any kind. Its just very important to me that you enter this field with this understanding. Most authors have a second job, in particular, most authors are either teachers or attorneys for some reason (especially romance novelists, chock full of attorneys) quite a few authors also work at call centers (low effort job that allows for tons of energy for personal time) and another subset are just RICH PEOPLE.

I myself started out as a call center author and then I married someone kind of Well Off. Without them I might not be able to do nearly as much writing as I do.

The biggest thing I want you to be doing right now is picking a secondary "job" that will allow you to write for long enough that you are able to get to that 10 year time when you can retire your first job and get into your writing career. I know 10 years sounds like a long time, but I graduated at 22 and only now as a 32 year old are things starting to fall into place. Think of it like becoming a doctor. Those 10 years are med school and residency.

The next thing that I think is important is that you develop a strong relationship with constructive criticism and stamina.

Here are the three things that kill potential authors early and stop their potential careers on the spot

Being too scared to share their work with as many people as possible. Especially people they do not know. Getting opinions on your work (notably bad ones) lets you learn much quicker how to fix issues. You'll grow much faster as a writer if you're open to harsh opinions and open to sharing your work.

Thinking that because someone doesn't like your book, they don't like YOU. Art is so personal and its really difficult for a huge amount of people to jump this emotional hurdle. What helps is thinking about your favorite artists and authors and whether you like every single thing they ever created. Chances are, you just like /most/ of it. What you really like is THEM. I know of at least 4 people I'm online friends with on twitter who have hated every single book I ever wrote but think my twitter is absolutely hilarious. And people who love my books to pieces but think I'm so extremely annoying and have me blocked on twitter lmao. Its just product, its just a macaroni necklace. Its ok.

Thinking because they aren't having a Wunderkind Experience that they're a failure and give up too early. I recently met a guy who sent out 20 query letters and didn't hear back from all of them and got so bitter he threw an online tantrum (that likely got him blacklisted) and swore not to try trad publishing ever again. 20 queries is nothing. I personally sent out 80 and queried for about 7 months and I absolutely had what people describe as "a Cinderella experience." A lot of other people are like...., 27 and are like "ohhh im too old to be an author... there are so many young authors" meanwhile, if you go to any major conference, all the authors there are like 45-65 years old and there's like 10 people in their 20s-early 30s and everyone treats you like an interesting baby. Getting bitter and insecure about this is the quickest way to lose hope and squash your OWN dreams for literally no reason.

As for the publication process, I have a few links for you:

This last link will be very important to you later, so please save it to your computer. The first two are just informative stuff about the process.

If you have any more questions or want me to talk more about anything I've mentioned here, feel free to send them my way!