#well this is new and i appreciate people asking for fresh characters also

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Dirty Work 12

Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as bullying, familial discord/abuse, and possible untagged elements. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.

This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: You start a new gig and find one of your clients to be hard to please.

Characters: Loki

Note: I'm having too much fun with this.

As per usual, I humbly request your thoughts! Reblogs are always appreciated and welcomed, not only do I see them easier but it lets other people see my work. I will do my best to answer all I can. I’m trying to get better at keeping up so thanks everyone for staying with me.

Your feedback will help in this and future works (and WiPs, I haven’t forgotten those!)

I love you all immensely. Take care. 💖

As you enter, you hear Leslie. It's an unusual homecoming as you're used to only the blare of the television and swaths of cigarette smoke. Both are missing as you peek into the living room.

“Now, Charles, you heard me,” the nurse chides.

“Yeah, I got it,” your dad says with less spite than usual, “this one.”

Dread curdles in your stomach. The call you got at lunchtime was short and Leslie assured you all was well but you couldn’t tell if she was only being polite. You could hear your father yelling in the background.

You look around the door frame and find your father sitting forward on the couch, one hand on the handle of his oxygen tank as his shoulders obscure his other. You tiptoe closer as Leslie sits in one of the wooden chairs from the dining room. You spot the half-finished jigsaw puzzle on the coffee table as you come forward. 

“Well, give it a try,” she encourages and he pushes the piece into another. He grunts, a noise with some pride. “Looking good, Charles.”

You've never heard anyone talk to your dad like that. Not without being told to cut the shit. And no one ever calls your dad anything but ‘Chuck’.

“Yeah, yeah,” he sounds almost bashful.

“Ah, hello,” Leslie sees you first, “come on in.”

You put your bag down and cautiously inch forward. Your dad doesn’t acknowledge you but that’s not too unusual. You stop behind the couch as he puts another piece in place.

“And how was your day?” The nurse asks in a sunny tone.

“Um… good,” you answer. You don’t usually get that question.

“You look tired. Must have been a long one,” she remarks.

“Mhmm,” you stare at the puzzle as your dad continues to piece it together. You’ve never seen him do anything but watch television or doze on the couch. And rarely without a cigarette between his lips.

“Been a good day for us, too. Me and Charles are just getting to know each other,” she grins.

Still, your dad is silent.

“Charles, come on, say hi, your daughter’s home,” she scolds.

“Hi,” he grunts. She sighs.

“You’re a funny man,” she tuts and stands up, “I got another hour,” she faces you, “why don’t we have a chat?”

“Sure,” you accept and she takes the lead, waving you into the kitchen. Your father mutters to himself as he holds a handful of pieces and picks through them. You give him one last look before you follow the nurse.

Leslie turns to you as she stops just by the counter, “no more cigarettes. We got in a row about the things but I tossed ‘em.”

“Huh?” You can’t help the shock bulging behind your eyes.

“Yep, and he ate all his vegetables,” she smirks proudly, “I know it’s hard to say no to our loved ones but I don’t wanna come back to a fresh pack tomorrow.”

“Uh, yeah, I…” you don’t try to excuse yourself. You don’t buy him smokes, he finds a way, but you still gave up arguing about them.

“I also have some information for you. Some stuff about diet and all that. The meals you made are lovely but there are some recommended staples for his condition that would be better,” she explains, “and an exercise plan. Light duty but he can’t be on that couch all day.”

“Thanks so much,” you say, “I really appreciate it. I… I’m so sorry it’s such a mess-”

“Are ya kidding me? I’ve walked into much worse. He’s a bit crotchety but no skin off my back,” she scoffs, “don’t worry, hon, I got it.”

You could cry. You feel the weight slowly lifting from your shoulders; still there but less. It’s not just having help, it’s having someone to guide you, someone you can speak your concerns to. Someone who can tell you you’re doing the right things.

🧹

It’s eerie entering the house knowing that you’re completely alone. The leash is no slacker without its holder near. You still feel the oppression of the empty house, curtains drawn and shadows pooling.

It won’t be for long. The carpenter will be there soon to inspect the gazebo and the landscapers are due for their scheduled work in the garden. There’s enough to keep you busy and unaware of your employer’s absence.

Still, it’s a strange feeling to walk those empty halls. You half-expected Mr. Laufeyson to appear and berate you, as if he is a wraith who does not abide time or space. He doesn’t and you press on, holing up in the library for the morning.

There’s another mystery in the folder. A riddle you can’t solve. A page taken from a notebook, with little flowers framed around the lines. It’s a list but it’s not for this place. It can’t be. As far as you know, there isn’t a fire pit around here or a lake… both are mentioned among the clustered bullet points.

You earmark it but don’t know if you’ll ever get to it. You want to ask Mr. Laufeyson but then, you’re not sure he would even know. It could be something only his wife would be privy to. You wouldn’t want to reopen old wounds.

You go down to the kitchen to eat your lunch. A plain peanut butter sandwich on whole wheat, the same thing you have every day. It isn’t much but it’s enough to keep you going. You wipe up stray crumbs and put the container back in your bag. 

The doorbell rings just as you come back to the staircase. You descend and for a moment, you let yourself pretend that this is your home. That you are the lady of the estate. That all these fine ornaments and the sprawling gardens belong to you. The fantasy dissolves as you reach the last step.

You go out to meet the new arrival at the gate. It must be the carpenter as the landscapers can let themselves in. You recall his name is Ronan from your brief phone call. You remember because it seemed so unique.

He’s a tall man, hunching slightly as he sees you approach between the slats of iron. You pull the gate open from within and muster a smile to welcome him. You’re at a loss as you can eke out only a mousish ‘hi’.

He says your name, tenuously, as if he isn’t sure.

“That’s me, sir,” you close the gate gently behind him. As he steps past you, his height becomes even more obvious. In his hand, he has a brown leather bag, squarish and bulky. “You’re the carpenter, Ronan?”

“Yes,” he answers as he looks around, “this is a nice place.”

“Erm, thanks,” you utter, “well, er, I suppose I should show you…”

You trail off and scurry around him. You hear him following as the contents of his bag shifts noisily with each step. You take him around the back and divert away from your usual route. You lead him into the thick brush that overgrows the path to the gazebo. You stop before the derelict structure as he comes up beside you.

“There’s a hole in the floor and one of the pillars is cracked,” you explain, pointing, “just wondering if it can be repaired.”

“Ah,” he takes a breath and lets out a thoughtful hum. 

You peek over as his pale blue eyes examine the steps and front columns. He steps forwards and sets his bag on the lowest step before climbing up. His footsteps sound hollow as he traverses the wood, walking the perimeter, stopping to check the broken post and then the boards across the floor. He squats to get a closer look as you remain where you are, rubbing your sweaty palms together.

“I’ve seen worse,” he declares as he stands, his voice booming as he rolls into the open air. He comes back to the archway and rests his hand on the top of the railing, “definitely not a lost cause. Did you have anything in mind for the restoration?”

You shake your head, “I’d have to ask my boss.”

“Your boss?” He wonders as he comes down the stairs and bends to unbuckle his bag.

“Uh, yes, I just… I’m… the house manager?” You say uncertainly. “He’s out of town so I’m seeing to the property.”

“Oh,” he takes out a measuring tape and a level. “I thought it was yours.”

You almost laugh. It's flattering that he would assume that. You just smile sheepishly.

“Well, I’ll have to do a proper inspection, check the integrity for sure, but I’ll leave you my notes. What needs to be tended to, my suggestions…” he says, “when it’s ready, where would I find you?”

“Oh, well… I’ll… I’ll be working on the patio,” you point back to the house as the idea flashes through your mind. Without Mr. Laufeyson, you can enjoy the sunlight. “I’ll be there.”

“Right, thank you miss,” he faces the gazebo and squares his shoulders. You feel as if you’re missing something.

“Um, sir,” you begin, “would you like some water?”

You think that’s right. You should be polite. It’s what Frigga would you think and she seems to know everything.

“That’s very kind of you but no thanks,” he says as he begins up the stairs again.

You twiddle your fingers as you stay there for a moment and watch him. That wasn’t as bad as you expected. It’s always difficult meeting new people. While he’s not overly friendly, he’s not rude or scary or anything like that. He’s just there to do his work, much like you.

You turn on your heel and leave him. Your excitement builds as you trace your way to the backdoor. You can’t wait to bring your things out and sit on the patio. It will be a nice breath of fresh air. Literally.

🧹

Your first day alone proves to be the calmest since you began working for Mr. Laufeyson. You can’t help but bask in the peace of his absence. Even so, you are mindful to stay within his lines. You haven’t forgotten the camera on the mantle.

You leave the house after double-checking that the security is enabled and the doors are all locked. The gate clunks loudly into place and you shake it just to be sure. You exhale and turn off down the street, eager to get home and relieve Leslie of her duties.

The bus comes on time and you find a seat, staring out at the city as it passes. You hug your bag in your lap as you recognize that moment. That rare occasion where you’re not bound up in knots. There is no Mr. Laufeyson to shadow and rebuke you. And your father is taken care of and seemingly content. 

As you get off at your stop, you take your time as the sky sets slowly above. You are met by a similar scene as the previous night. Your father is at the coffee table, bent over as he pushes pieces into each other. Leslie is singing in the kitchen as she tidies and looks up as you enter.

“Ah, hello hon,” she beams cheerily, “dinner’s in the oven for ya.”

“Um, oh, thanks, you didn’t have to…”

“More than enough,” she smiles, “long day?”

“Not too bad,” you glance back over your shoulder into the living room, “how was he?”

You turn back and she cackles, “I’m sure you know how he can be. He’s calming down a bit. We got in a right tiff over the cigarettes again but he ran out of air to bluster.”

“Oh…” you scratch your neck, “I’m sorry, I hope he’s not too much.”

“Like I said, nothing I haven’t dealt with before,” she shrugs.

You nod and return to the living room. You near your father as he rubs his chin. He’s almost done the puzzle.

“Wow, you got a lot done,” you comment. 

“Eh, cause I don’t got you to distract me,” he flicks his fingers at you derisively.

You wince and back away. A sigh escapes you. You’re too tired to try. As you retreat, you can’t help but stumble in realisation. There’s something happening to you. Some sort of indifference. Apathy, maybe?

You look back at your father. You love him and you desperately want to make him happy and healthy. You want him to be proud of you. You want him to tell you that you’re good enough and yet you just don’t have the energy to keep fighting him. 

When you see how he is with Leslie, it feels as if he’s taunting you. He can be nice to her, he will listen to her, he will talk to her, but you, you’ll never earn that. Thirty years and you just aren’t worthy.

Well, he is happier and healthier than he was. It doesn’t matter that it has nothing to do with you. It only matters that he’s okay. It’s all you ever wanted for him.

You take your bag up to your room and trade it for a paperback. You come back down and sit on the porch until she’s gone. You go inside and lock up, your father still sitting vigil at the puzzle. You notice his grey hair is tidy and clean. He wears a shirt that isn’t wrinkled and he looks more lively.

You ask him if he needs anything before you go to bed. He doesn’t answer. You leave him to the puzzle and pack away the dinner Leslie left for you. You’re not very hungry. 

You put both your phones on the night table beneath the lamp. You keep the light on as you finish the chapter, or try to. You doze off, awaking only as a buzzing rattles the wooden table against the side of your bed. 

You move the book off your chest and mark the page. You reach for the phone as you sit up. It unlocks with the tap of your thumb and the alert covers the screen. ‘Movement detected’. Oh!

Mr. Laufeyson enabled the app for the lock system while he’s away. The abrupt swipe of the phone from your hands was startling but it wasn't exactly yours to begin with. The memory plucks at you as if you should have seen this coming.

You rub your eyes as you press the alert and check the time in the corner. It’s nearly two in the morning! You jolt out of bed and stagger on your feet. Oh no!

Did you leave something unlocked? Maybe it’s just a squirrel or the wind? No, it says it was the front door. Shoot! Should you call him? Would he get the alert too?

You scramble to find some clothes. You pull on a pair of greyish blue sweatpants and a hoodie. You don’t have time to worry about how you look. You have to get to the house.

You snatch up your work bag, too frantic to fish out your change purse, and barrel down the stairs. Mindless of the noise or disturbing the silence, you race out the door, slamming it and locking it shakily behind you. You run up to the curb as you dial a taxi service.

Was the gate really locked when you left? Did you put the security code in right? A thousand doubts crowd your head and churn your stomach. It doesn’t matter, all you know is you messed up again.

[robogart]

no hate at all whatsoever, just an inquiring mind who has never understood adoptables or things like that - are you not concerned that people will just take the outfits you designed and use them for their characters anyway? or, derivatives of it? what kind of rights do you have as the artist and like, what makes it a worthwhile business for you?

Adoptables are honestly something I'm extremely new to, so I feel like I'm not as informed in the business of it as others are (so feel free to chime in anyone who has bought/makes adoptables and has more insight)!

When it comes to people just taking the designs, I feel like you could argue that's a concern for any piece of art/design that's out here on the internet. As wild as the internet is, I truly believe most people are cool and see that ripping off a design from someone is unkind and hurtful. And more often than not, people will notice if someone plagiarized an artists work and will reach out to the artists to let them know.

On the whole, I think for everyone 1 person who will steal a design, there are at least 100+ people who think that's shitty and will back up an artist for it. Word gets out and for as big as the internet is, the art spaces and communities are quite small. People look out for one another here and grifters and art theft isn't tolerated in these spaces.

For rights it varies for everyone, but I usually give personal/non-commercial rights (although I'm open for buying commercial rights for some adoptables) and I retain the ability to use the design for promotional work (I don't usually end up doing this, but I put it in just in case)! And also I ask to be credited as well.

I enjoy making adoptables simply because I like designing things and instead of having them sit in a folder, it's nice to put them up for sale so they can get a new life somewhere! I wouldn't call it a huge part of my business right now because I'm still pretty fresh at it and do it rather infrequently (and I'm still learning a lot about it)! But it's fun nonetheless and if someone grabs a design, it's always really cool and super appreciated! 🙏💖

I hope this helped answer the question a little bit for you! I apologize again that I'm pretty shallow on my information for adoptables themselves, but I hope I could share a little insight with at least the bits that I know! 🙏💕💖

[turtleblogatlast]

hey!!! this is less of an ask and more of a fic rec tbh 😭 but have you read 'I May be Invisible, but I Still Look Good" by Dandy over on Ao3???? It's after the movie AND Leo-centric and like he gets cursed so his spirit is ripped out of his body. It's like 125k words of wonderful storytelling

OH- but for an actual question, do you have and fic recs?? or any AU's you think people should go check out?

I tried answering this before and it erased my reply orz

ANYWAY YES I HAVE read this and I absolutely love it with every fiber of my being.❤️ 100% one of my top fics to read in this fandom that I even go back to for a reread more than once. The characters are perfectly done and the set up for the story is believable with a fantastic payoff, highly highly highly recommend to anyone who hasn’t read it yet.❤️

As for recs, I’ve always been terrible at giving recs since my memory is very bad especially for ones I haven’t read in a while.😭 Off the top of my head I can recommend (note these are practically entirely Leo-centric since he’s my special guy you understand (the others aren’t forgotten at all though!!!) - and most of these are very very well known so you’ve likely already read them…):

[Note many of these are unfinished and may remain that way - please no one harass the writers for more, let them write at their own pace if they choose to write at all]

- The Neon Void by sugarpastels is absolutely incredible, the dramatic irony of it all as we follow Leo in the state he’s in and see just how broken all the Hamatos are by his “death” is just 👌👌👌 The fact that this places with one of my favorite tropes aka “Leo being in the Prison Dimension longer than canon” is just so good. Genuinely a thoroughly gripping tale that I highly recommend. It’s not complete yet (a lot of this list isn’t) but what is there is so amazing please read (though you most likely have read it already haha)

- little kid with a big death wish and firefight by remrose are another two you’ve likely seen but by god are they worth the read. Firefight isn’t done yet but it and death wish are so amazingly well written and really go into how trauma affects people differently and how ties with family can be tested in traumatic situations. Hard subjects definitely but very maturely done. (Also I misread firefight as firelight for way too long before I realized it-)

- Power Up and Times Five by pickedcarrotsandradish are both unfinished but I can’t care because what we were given is so good that I’m fine with them as they are. Both deal with Leo’s insecurities and bad feelings about himself and, very importantly, the fics go into how these insecurities establish a base for Leo’s very real flaws and how those flaws push him to act the way he does. Very interesting and compelling stuff here!! Power Up especially does really cool things for the boys’ mystic power ups, especially Leo’s, and I loved reading about the ins and outs of what they could do.

- Race Against Life, Death, and the EPF by Cass_Phoenix is just so engaging to read??? Like I love the entire set up for it - it’s feels so fresh and like you’re in Leo’s desperate situation yourself. I was so excited whenever a new chapter came out because the atmosphere was so well done.

- A Mixed Bag by GreatlyBlessed is SHOCKINGLY not Leo-centric for once haha. It’s not completed, but again, like the others above it is so good that I recommend it anyway. This story is actually a crossover between four sets of TMNT (‘87, ‘03, ‘12, and Rise) and the dynamics set up in it are SO fun I love it. Team 2 is my fave because you have literally all my faves on that team how could I not?? I also highly appreciate that everyone gets a chance to shine and that there’s no bashing at all, they’re all just very much in character and it’s refreshing to read ❤️❤️❤️

There’s a LOAD more that I could recommend I’m sure but I don’t remember them off the top of my head at the moment.😭 If I remember I’ll come back and add them in!

(Forgot about AU’s- honestly there’s some that I see and catch up on when I see them but there’s just so many that it’s a bit difficult to keep track of sometimes! I’d have to go around and fully look through many before having a solid answer haha! The ones I do see are always so well done though, I may come back and add them here if I remember 😅)

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Jonathan Crane x GN/AFAB!Reader Headcanons

Headcanons about Jonathan Crane and his life with an alt (emo/ goth) partner.

warnings: mentions of taxidermy, mentions of witchcraft, mentions of religion, mentions of animal remains, theft, innuendo, mature themes, mentions of body modifications

word count: 696

author's note: as ya'll know I'm a slut for Jonathan so I decided to do some headcanons about him with an alt partner (I'm alt soo it was warranted) I based these headcanons on universal and well known characteristics of alt peeps as well some based on me and my friends. i hope everyone enjoys! (:

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＊ Jonathan is obviously a criminal, so nothing is stopping him from stealing. this includes him stealing things from inbound patients at Arkham Asylum. He often finds things that remind him of you and will give them to you. You know where they come from, obviously, because you know who Jonathan is, but you find it endearing and romantic that he thinks of you.

＊ You and Jonathan live on the outskirts of the city, where there’s plenty of woodland to explore. Jonathan enjoys it because it gives him peace from work and being a villain, you enjoy it because there are oodles of animal bones and plants to scavenge. 

＊ Keeping that in mind, you often use the plants or bones or even still-fresh remains you find for your spells/ rituals/ altars/ taxidermy/ crafts. Sometimes, Jonathan will also find things when he’s out exploring or getting away from things. Every now and then, he’ll try different plants for new toxins, so he’s out scouring the woods. He’s always thinking of you, of course, so whenever Jonathan comes across a cool-looking plant or the skull of an animal, he snatches it up immediately.

＊ He admires your belief system. Whether it’s Witchcraft, Hellenism, etc., he appreciates the art and dedication you put into it. Jonathan sees it as equivalent to science in a way- creating spells and mixtures and getting something new from it. Sometimes, he asks for your help with his experiments simply because of your knowledge of apothecaries and spells.

＊  Black is your color. Jonathan knows this and doesn’t mind that you’re clad in all black whenever he has to make an appearance in Gotham. You get plenty of stares, sure, but he doesn’t care about that. Jonathan doesn’t really care about anything except his experiments and you.

＊ Jonathan finds your body mods (tattoos, piercings, etc.) intriguing. When you first met, he had a ton of questions about them. Did they hurt? What do they mean? He loves the different jewelry you wear as well. 

＊ Your obsession with horror is one of Jonathan’s favorite things about you. He finds it adorable that you can quote numerous horror movies and even recite lines as they’re being said. When Halloween comes around, it’s always a treat (non pun intended.) You love cosplaying various horror characters from movies, shows, and video games. Jonathan adores it and sometimes plays along.

＊ Speaking of Halloween, one year, he dressed as a priest, and you dressed as an undead nun. This year, you’re becoming a crow, and he’s dressing as you guessed it- a scarecrow. You’re already planning next year’s costumes.

＊ You’ll drag Jonathan to concerts and cons all the time. At first, he was hesitant to go to them, but the more you’ve taken him, the more he’s grown interested. Your favorite bands are now his favorite bands. He’s found himself humming the heaviest of songs you introduced him to. You used to beg him to dress for the cons, but now you don’t have to. Jonathan already has ideas for the next con, even.

＊ You and Jonathan surprisingly have a lot in common. You had rough childhoods, you have a genuine disdain for other people most of the time, cats are interesting to both of you, and you have some mental illness as well, and so does he, obviously. You also have a mutual hatred for Batman. You think he’s overrated, and Jonathan, well, why he hates him is obvious, too.

＊ Did someone say fishnets? Jonathan has bought you so many pairs of those and knee socks because he’ll literally rip them off you. He gets you a bunch of fishnets in different colors to match the lingerie sets he buys you. Jonathan thinks you look the hottest in red.

＊ Jonathan’s favorite intimate thing to do is dye your roots or paint your nails. At first, he hated doing your hair, but now he does it without a problem, plus he’ll even touch up your layers. He’s delicate when painting your nails, holding your hands softly but firmly. Jonathan is very intricate in nature, so he does them flawlessly every time.

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[lilbeanz]

Hello! Not an ask, just wanted to say I adore your content; you're so skilled. I came across your art first, and the drama of even the smallest panel; I'd been eyeing JoDT & sequels for awhile because it was a WIP, but I caved and binged bks1-4 in about three days. I reread the "Eat your heart out Pureblood society" scene at least once a day, thank you for that, superb execution. I also really liked, in the first book, the interactions between Malfoy & Harry, and the very gradual "well, he's our friend now." The development of their friendship has done a great job of re-defining the characters and their relationships. The series feels like its own thing, and the fact that Ginny never even had the diary in book 2 only cemented that. I've really appreciated the deviation from Draco-the-tortured-hero/Draco-making-amends (which I also love to read). Horrors of the Heir was a great twist and really put the whole series in another tier, tbh. CoS was like, my least favorite of the series as a kid (alongside GoF, which has grown on me as I read fanfic) and your version of bk 2 easily established the micro-obsession of your series for me. Also, Crabbe & Goyle?? "They're actually really good friends"?? "Just to see if we feel anything"?? Adorable. Obsessed.

tldr; Your rewrite of the series is incredibly unique, and I admire how you've really taken the series and made it something completely fun and new and modern 💜💜💜

Looking forward to the rest. Thank you for sharing!

AaaAaaAaaHhhHhhHh?!??!?!

This is such a lovely comment, I can't even -- I -- I'm --

Thank you so much! I'm so glad you're enjoying the series so far! It really has been such a challenging, fun project!

I adored writing the "Eat Your Heart Out" scene. People tend to forget that Draco Malfoy is canonically *very* dramatic when he wants to be. Yes, he can be sulky and scheming, but he also shouts taunts across the courtyard, and puts on scenes to make older students laugh at Harry’s expense, even going so far as to dress up as a Dementor to make his "rival" lose in Quidditch.

The Horror of the Heir was such an experience for me as the author, because CoS is my favourite book from the series (weird, ik) and looking back, I sort of realise I could’ve squeezed in so much more. But last May, 45k was a HUGE amount of words for me! And now I'm churning out 100k like nobody's business 💀

✨️Growth✨️

And speaking of growth, the reason I had Draco take Tom Riddle’s diary was purely because of growth. It would've taken him far longer to change as a person if he hadn't taken Ginny's place. A pivotal character development moment, as he reflects on his upbringing etc...

Crabbe and Goyle generally get overlooked in the fandom, and it really bugs me. Vince dies canonically, yes, but I absolutely love it when fic writers incorporate Greg as an actual character in post-war fics, and acknowledge that Vince was Draco’s friend.

It's always Blaise, Pansy, and Theo because they're intelligent and societies definition of "attractive." I mean, each to their own of course, but I could write an entire essay on the injustice I feel for Crabbe and Goyle!

And then, of course, the development of Draco’s relationship with the Golden Trio, specifically Harry. Just -- Ugh-- these silly kids make me so unhinged!😂

It wouldn't be all sunshine and rainbows to begin with. Of course it wouldn't. It's a rocky start, with bumps along the way (and more big bumps to come), but I really do love the way I have progressed their relationship, and I'm not even gonna be humble about it! I really do love my own fic!!!

All this to say, thank you so much!!! I realise fix-its are a very popular type of fic to write, but I really do try to keep it as fresh and unique as possible, so the fact that I really am able to give my readers an experience means the world to me💖

[k-s-morgan]

Hi ! I hope you're doing well. I think about you, your pets and your family every day (and I know I'm not the only one!) and I pray for your wellbeing.

I'm not sure if my question is going to be clear, but when you first decided to write ATLWETD, since you already have a tomarry story, were you afraid of writing Harry the same way? Like writing the same character twice in two different stories ? They really feel different but I can't actually point out how ^^! Like, I know the environnement is key to how a character acts, and it's very different in the two stories, but how would you say WHGUTB!Harry is different from ATLWETD!Harry ?

Thank you for taking the time to always answer asks, and I hope you have a great day ❤️❤️❤️

Hi! Thank you so much, I really appreciate it <3 And thanks for such an interesting question!

I wasn't worried about writing Harry the same way for several reasons. Since both WHGTB and ATLWETD have roots in canon, they both portray a canon version of Harry the way I see him. It means that some key similarities were inevitable and expected as I'm still working with the same character, even if in a different situation.

At the same time, I have full trust in the magic of writing, so I was sure that I wouldn't create two absolutely identical characters. I rarely plan the specifics, everything flows by itself, I'm just in for the ride))

The main difference, in my opinion, is their age, which is another factor that made me confident that my Harrys will be sufficiently different. Harry is an adult in WHGTB; he gradually lost everyone he loved to post-war life, feeling lonely for several years, having only the memories of the past happiness to warm him. He was tired, more subdued and more desperate when he met Tom.

Harry in ATLWETD is still a teenager, and he's full of fire and fresh anger. He also lost the people he loved, but it happened quickly, and he didn't have time to fully experience the impact of this loss. He's experiencing it now, and the worse it gets, the more he balances it by forming new links with Tom and others. Harry in WHGTB felt adrift, Harry in ATLWETD is gradually integrating himself into his new world. He's more adaptable, and his initial feelings for Tom are sharper because he's fresh out of torture Voldemort subjected him and his loved ones to.

WHGTB Harry was more patient and mature, while ATLWETD Harry is more impulsive and emotional. Their age and corresponding life experience makes them different and turns them into a perfect fit for their respective Toms :D

[readyplayerhobi]

Because, I Love You | 10

; Genre: Fluff, smut

; Word Count: 3.1k

; Warnings: Discussion of outdoor/public sex, oral sex

; Synopsis: According to society, Jeon Jungkook should not be with you. He should be with a younger, hotter and thinner girl instead of wasting his time on you. It’s a good thing Jungkook doesn’t care what society thinks then.

; A/N: So this is just a fluffy one but...I swear you’ll all love it! Please reblog if you enjoyed it so that others can find it too...and leave me comments or send me asks to let me know what you think! I love hearing your thoughts and what you think about this story and the characters!

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Letting out a deep sigh, you close your eyes and simply enjoy the peaceful atmosphere. You didn't know where Jungkook had found this cabin - you'd tried searching on Airbnb - but you certainly weren't complaining. 

Set at the edge of a field, bordering woodland and facing a series of empty fields that ended in a dramatic cliff face with the sparkling jewel of the ocean just beyond, this log cabin looked like some kind of fairytale setting. If you ignored Jungkook's Mercedes parked outside. But it was isolated, with each breath giving you the clean and fresh scents of nature, from the dew-soaked grass in the mornings to the sun-drenched ground in the evenings. Combine that with the sweet sound of birdsong and the gentle rustling of leaves in the wind, it was perhaps the best place you'd ever visited.

Like all your stress and worries drained away into the soil and left you with the feeling of calm that only nature could give.

It was perfect, and not at all what you'd expected when Jungkook had asked you to book this week off for vacation. He'd decided that you two needed to go on your first vacation together to celebrate your first anniversary. A belated anniversary, because that had been three months ago but you appreciated the sentiment.

You'd thought Jungkook would want to go somewhere abroad. Given his energetic nature and love of thrill-seeking, you'd fully expected him to choose somewhere like New Zealand for all the physical activities it offered, or as a compromise to you then maybe Greece or Barbados. Somewhere you could relax whilst he still got to do his adrenaline junkie stuff.

Instead, he'd packed up his car and driven you both a few hours until you'd ended up in a rural area where the roads would only fit one car at a time. And then he'd finally stopped at the end of one tiny road, more a path really, with the cabin at the end of it and grinned at you.

Turned out, Jungkook just wanted to spend a week with you without the interruption of people or work. There was no phone signal out here, but there was a television and Jungkook had secretly packed the PS5 and Switch, which meant you'd both played games together each evening. A stocked kitchen meant that you'd cooked dinners together, and he'd even shown you how to bake his favourite cookies. Apparently the only baking recipe he ever remembered.

As well as that, you'd napped a lot with him on both the couch and the bed, taken some long walks through the woods and even ventured down the, albeit terrifying, cliff steps to the beach. And, of course, you'd had a lot of great sex with him. 

For the first time in your life, something Jungkook had been very proud of, you'd had sex in public. Okay, sure, the beach was empty and there wasn't anyone within sight but it had been outside where anyone could see! You'd had a cool breeze on your clit whilst Jungkook had thrust into you from behind, the two of you giggling at how the sand kept making him lose his balance. Though sand was a fantastic surface to kneel on when you're sucking the life out of him. Then you'd discovered how uncomfortable the ground was on your bare ass whilst he ate you out in the middle of a goddamn meadow.

But still, you wouldn't deny that they'd been unique experiences and you'd happily do them again. You'd also admit that they were just a little bit romantic.

Because that's precisely what Jungkook was - a goddamn, certified romantic. He'd even packed a whole picnic, by himself, for the meadow trip. Sure, he'd probably imagined fucking you on the blanket instead of being so horny he'd ended up railing you on the ground before he'd found a spot he liked, but it's the thought that mattered.

The sound of shoes crunching on the gravel path in a steady beat interrupts the chirping of birds, and you keep your eyes closed as the sound gets closer. You don’t need to check whether it’s Jungkook or not, the likelihood of some random person running up to this isolated cabin is slim.

As if he can read your mind, Jungkook calls out with a slightly concerned tone to his voice.

“Please tell me you didn’t fall asleep outside when you’re all alone in a cabin in the middle of nowhere! What if some random serial killer found you?” There’s genuine worry in his words, but you can sense the teasing in him as well. Just like you, he knows that the chances of this are slim-to-none, but he’s always been a bit more alert to danger than you. Not that you ignore it, but he just seems more attuned to stuff sometimes.

“Good job you’re not a serial killer then.” You call out, opening your eyes to find him standing in the middle of the path in front of the cabin, just a few metres away from the steps. He’s breathing heavily from his run, and a glance at your phone tells you that he’s been out for an hour now.

“And you’re one to talk, what if you got murdered whilst running on your own in the middle of the woods? Who would protect little old me then?” You flutter your eyelashes at him, causing him to snort in amusement. It immediately makes your eyes trail down his body, appreciatively taking in the solid muscle of him that contrasts against his timeless baby face.

He’d gone out in just some shorts and his favourite pair of running shoes, taking advantage of the isolated area and the warm weather. It wasn’t too hot, and there was a lovely breeze that blew in from the ocean that probably felt nice on his sweat-soaked skin right now. The sweat made him look damn good though, and you bit your lip as you enjoyed how his ab muscles became even more defined with each heavy breath he took in.

How the hell had you managed to end up with this prime specimen of a man? 

Scanning up his torso, and making a mental note to lick every part of him tonight for giving you this beautiful image, you make it to your favourite part of your boyfriend - his face. As much as you loved his sculpted body, it was his face that truly made your stomach go fizzy with happiness. He gave away so much with his eyes, and right now he was looking mighty proud of himself thanks to your blatant ogling. 

You’d let him have it.

“I think your smart mouth would protect you well enough,” He smirks, and it takes you a moment to remember the previous conversation. “But it’s a moot point as if a serial killer could take me on.” 

At that, he immediately poses by flexing his arms and tensing up his abs. It makes you bark out a laugh, and you grab your phone to take photos of him. He gives you one or two poses before simply standing straight and raising his arms into the air, grinning as he throws peace signs. It’s a great shot of him, with the gentle green grass of the fields behind him and the glinting blue of the ocean far in the distance.

Smiling to yourself, you immediately set it as your home screen wallpaper before looking up at him and gesturing to him in general.

“Cute.” You say, grinning at the way his nose immediately scrunches.

“Sexy.” He responds, shaking his head and rubbing at his sweat-drenched hair. To your delight, he’d been letting it grow over the last few months and it was long enough now to tie into a small ponytail, as it was right now.

“Cute.”

“Hot.”

“Sexy.”

"Cute."

“Adorable.”

As expected, he gives up and rolls his eyes with a snort. Jungkook never wins this game with you, but he doesn’t complain either as he climbs up the steps and toes out of his shoes. You’d demanded he leaves them outside when he does his runs here because you didn’t want them stinking up the cabin and he’d agreed without any complaint.

“M’gonna shower.” He says, leaning over to press a kiss to your forehead before disappearing inside.

You only get to enjoy the peace and quiet by yourself for five minutes before he’s back, rubbing his long wet hair with a towel and wearing his usual oversized black Nike shirt and some plain grey sweatpants. He sits down next to you on the upholstered bench and lets out a deep sigh as he practically sinks into the padded cushions. 

“Good run?” 

“Mmm, it’s so nice here. I could live here if it wasn’t for the fact it’s a million miles from anywhere, you know?” Jungkook hums to himself, letting his head fall onto the back of the bench and closing his eyes.

“Yeah, it’s nice to get away to somewhere like here but…I actually like being able to get to a store within ten minutes and not having to drive over forty minutes. Maybe that’s just because I’m used to being lazy or something. We’re definitely spoiled humans.” Laughing, you hand over the glass of water you’d been holding to Jungkook and watch as he gulps it down greedily.

A comfortable silence takes over between you both for a while, and you contemplate it for a moment. Being around Jungkook isn’t like being around other people, for you. With others, you spend time with them and then get the urge to just go and take time by yourself. They take energy to be around, as much as you love them. But with Jungkook, it’s like he gives you that energy instead.

Sure, you don’t want to be around him all the time, but when he is here, he’s a welcome addition to your life. You don’t feel the need to please him or talk to him, nor do you feel stressed and want him to leave. If you could explain it better, then you would. But all you know is that being around Jungkook doesn’t feel like a strain or a burden.

Glancing over at him, you take in his casual appearance and feel that same sense of fuzziness that you had earlier. Giving in to the intrusive thought in your head, you shuffle over and wrap your arms around his bicep, cuddling it tightly to your chest before resting your cheek on his shoulder.

“You’re my favourite person.” You state, not a hint of questioning in your voice. Jungkook clearly isn’t expecting it, as he jerks with a laugh before shifting to look at you. Or as well as he can do, given you’re this close. It pleases you that even Jungkook gets a double chin at this angle.

“You’re my favourite person, too.” He responds, and you smile happily.

“Good.” 

Sinking back into silence, you close your eyes and enjoy his solid warmth whilst the breeze provides a little coolness. You’re pretty sure you’re going to fall asleep, though the amount of napping you’d done over the last few days meant that you should probably at least try to stay awake.

“You awake?” Jungkook asks suddenly, nudging his shoulder and you murmur a response. Part of you wants to pretend, but you instead shift and open your eyes.

“So, if I’m your favourite person,” He starts, and you wonder what weird statement he’s going to come out with next - last time had been a serious discussion about whether you’d love him as a worm. “What are the chances you say yes if I ask you to marry me?” 

It takes a few seconds for his words to properly sink in, and you blame it on the fact that you’d almost been asleep only a minute before. Sitting upright, you turn wide eyes on him and take in the utterly serious expression on his face.

“What?”

He looks nervous now, looking away from your gaze as one hand moves to rub the back of the neck. For a moment, he stays silent before he does that familiar head tilt that indicates he’s about to do something and he’s not sure if he’ll be able to do it.

“I know we’ve not even been together a year and a half, but I’m being serious. I want you to marry me, I don’t have a ring because I wasn’t really intending to do this but when you know, you know. And I know. That I want to marry you. We were going to have a baby together and that’s way more permanent, you know? But I just…I love you, I love being with you and I just…I can’t explain it. It feels right to me. But we don’t have to if you don’t want to. Or we could have a long engagement or something, whatever you want.” Jungkook is word vomiting now, and the way he stutters over some of his words and lisps on others gives away just how anxious he is.

Still, you need to fully understand what he’s just asked you.

“Jungkook…are you…are you sure? I mean, you’re only twenty-six and as you said, we’ve not even been together a year and a half. I’m not even your longest long-term relationship! You might change your mind and marriage is serious, it costs money to get divorced. Your mom will lose her fucking mind.” You blurt out, pointing out all the potential issues without even thinking.

There’s a slightly hurt look on his face, and as much as you want to take that away, you can’t. Marriage is serious like you’d said. You didn’t want to end up a divorcee in a few years because he was just enamoured with the idea of it but unhappy with the reality. Jungkook was a romantic, and you didn’t want to be the reason that bright spirit became bitter.

Turning slightly towards you, Jungkook takes your hands in his and gives you his full attention. His hands are trembling slightly, and you reflexively tighten your own to provide him support.

“I’m sure. I wasn’t intending to do this now, or here, but it’s something I’ve been thinking about. I’ve not randomly said it, and it really is something I want. Yeah, you’re my shortest long-term relationship, but you’re also the one that I know is it. I’ve never been with someone I love as much as you, and I genuinely can’t imagine a future without you. Maybe I’m moving a bit too fast but…this is what I want. I wouldn’t have asked if it wasn’t. But it’s up to you. If you don’t want to get engaged now then…that’s okay too.”

Biting your lip, you scan over his face and take in how utterly serious he is. He really does want this, and you can’t ever say that Jungkook has been someone to rush into things. If anything, he seems to take too long to decide. It once took him a month to decide he wanted a specific type of speakers, because he ‘didn’t want to waste his money on a bad decision’. So if he was asking this, then you had no doubt that he’d been seriously thinking it over.

And he was right, in that you’d both been willing to have and raise a child together when you hadn’t even been in a relationship for a year at that point. Sure, a divorce cost money but a child would have tied you both together in a way that could never be undone.

Going quiet, you look away from him as you take stock of your own feelings about it. You’ve known that whenever you imagine the future now, Jungkook is there. You’d imagined marrying him and having babies with him, watching him chase around your children and growing old together. It was natural to think those things when in a serious relationship - especially after you’d gotten pregnant. Sure, the thought of him as a dad had an added painful twinge after the miscarriage, but it was still something you wanted to see.

His mom would be angry, but she was angry with anything he did when it came to you. The both of you had come to the sad realisation that she probably would never like you for taking her baby boy away, so whether you got married tomorrow or ten years down the line, she’d have the same reaction.

Jungkook himself was a stable person, he enjoyed his work as much as he could and he earned  a decent salary. He contributed his share towards the utilities and never complained about his own household chores, if anything he seemed to actively enjoy some of them. As a boyfriend, he was kind and sweet, always supportive and encouraging you with your decisions. As a housemate, he was considerate and clean.

“Okay. Yes, I’ll marry you. But I think we should probably be engaged for at least a year or so, you know? So we can save money for the wedding and the honeymoon.”

For a second, you’re not sure that Jungkook has actually heard what you’ve said. He’s staring at you blankly, nothing going on behind those eyes and you go to repeat what you’ve said. But then they widen and his lips spread into possibly the biggest smile you’ve ever seen.

“You’re telling your mom, though. I do not want to be there when she finds this out.” You tease, unable to not smile back when he looks so happy. Jungkook snorts in amusement, rolling his eyes before giving you a conspiratorial look.

“How about we tell her the day before the wedding? Or hell, maybe even the day after. I don’t trust her not to do something. But forget about her, we’re engaged!” He practically vibrates as he whisper-hisses the last two words, the excitement palpable in him.

“Oh my god, we have to go get a ring. You can pick out the ring! I was worried that I’d pick out the one you hated or something, but now you can get one you love. Should I get an engagement ring? Can men get one? I kinda want one.” He babbles on, that face that you love so much practically lit with excitement and happiness.

Laughing softly, you cup his cheeks and squeeze slightly. Jungkook’s far too deep into his ramblings to really notice the way you’re just admiring him, and he only stops when you press a soft kiss to his pursed lips. You smile at him when you pull away, stroking the softness of his cheeks with your thumbs affectionately.

“Like I said, adorable.”

[zablife]

Peaky Blinders Rec List

I've been thinking of doing this for some time to show my appreciation to those who have given me hours of entertainment with their stories, moodboards and GIFs. Recently I've seen a few posts asking if there are any writers left in the Peaky fandom. The short answer is YES!! The longer answer of just how many incredibly talented writers there are and their amazing work is listed below the cut. Go follow them, read their work and please comment and reblog! Happy reading and thank you to all these lovely people who share their work with us!

Updated 5/6/24

@peakyscillian Masterlist Incredible Tommy smut!

@inkwolvesandcoffee Masterlist The most creative Alfie content I've read with gorgeous moodboards.

@dandelionprints Masterlist Amazing new writer with fresh Tommy fics!

@buttercupsandboys Masterlist One of my new fave Alfie series!

@moral-terpitude Masterlist So much amazing Tommy content from one shots to series!!

@raincoffeeandfandoms Masterlist Lovely, creative fics for Alfie, Tommy and Luca. As well as the most inspiring moodboards.

@dreamlandcreations Masterlist Amazing Alfie writer and incredible moodboard creator.

@cillmequick Masterlist Amazing series for both Cillian and Tommy that will make you laugh and cry in equal measure.

@notyour-valentine Masterlist Thoughtfully crafted stories that will touch you deeply.

@pherelesytsia Masterlist Tommy fics written in the language of pure poetry. Soft, romantic and utterly beautiful.

@little-diable Masterlist One of the best Tommy Shelby smut writers I've read! Inventive and smart, not to mention devilishly clever!

@xxblackballoonxx Masterlist My fave John Shelby writer!!

@evita-shelby Masterlist Series writer with a strong heroine OC I adore.

@peakyswritings Masterlist A gold mine of Peaky content! One of my fave writers.

@flysafepapi Masterlist Creative genius, horror, vampire AU, so many incredible ideas here.

@shelbydelrey Masterlist Tommy fics with an edge. Mysterious, intriguiging, never dull and always accompanied by amazing moodboards.

@look-at-the-soul Masterlist Cillian and Tommy fics that are so heartfelt and emotional.

@noforkingclue Masterlist Writes the best dark!Tommy ever!

@garrison-girl-08 Masterlist Cillian and Tommy series that are so so addictive!!

@runnning-outof-time Masterlist Consistently amazing Tommy content! No one works harder, but makes it look so easy!

@murderousginger Masterlist One of the most creative writers who never runs out of good ideas. Truly awe inspiring.

@amysteryspot Masterlist Delicious, descriptive writing for Tommy and Alfie one shots and series.

@madame-wilsonn Masterlist A lady of impeccable taste who writes beautifully. Check out her Tommy, Alfie and Arthur fics!

@solomons-finest-rum Masterlist My fave Alfie writer of all time!! Captures his voice like no other.

@theshelbyclan Masterlist A wonderfully gifted writer who provides heartwarming Shelby family fics and the most amazing OC of all time Teddy Shelby!

@pacifymebby Masterlist Writes incredibly detailed headcanons and preferences for the Peaky men that are perfectly in character.

@red-riding-wood Masterlist Specializing in Luca Changretta fics with rich descriptions and compelling narratives.

@thesoldiersminute Gorgeous GIFs I can't stop staring at!

@midnightmagpiemama Masterlist Lovely combination of fluffy, smutty Tommy fics.

@peakyblinded Amazing GIFs and all around lovely person to chat with

@toms-cherry-trees Masterlist Some of the most gorgeous prose I've ever read for Tommy as well as a few other Peaky characters.

@sneakyblinders Masterlist Creator of two separate Tommy AUs that are so creative and immersive.

@anonymooseforever007 Masterlist Writes for many Peaky characters, specializing in humorous, witty dialogue.

@brummiereader Masterlist Amazing series writer for Tommy!

@call-sign-shark Masterlist Mainly writes an incredible series for Arthur, but also one shots for Tommy.

@peakyltd Masterlist Lovely one shots for Tommy, Arthur and John along with the most gorgeous moodboards.

@everythingelseisextra masterlist Formerly @priceofasapphire. Writing under a new blog now with loads of wonderful content.

@darklydeliciousdesires Masterlist Series and one shots for Alfie and John. Incredible smut and fluff!

@rysko Masterlist New writer with amazing Luca content!

I am certain I have missed writers I admire so I will add to this list as I remember people. If I have missed you, I apologize!

[demiaroacejolynekujo]

This post contains some spoilers from The Amazing Digital Circus. This post also contains critiques in regard to Vivziepop, Helluva Boss, and Hazbin Hotel. Vivziepop stans (as in the people who defend her work and her as a person) are not allowed to interact with me. Any Vivziepop fan who sends me asks (especially Anon asks) will be deleted. Any fans who DM me will have their message deleted and will be blocked. Finally, anyone who screenshots this post and makes a post tagging me in it to defending Vivziepop will be blocked.

I'm not trying to get people to harass Vivziepop and harass anyone who is a fan of her. And I'm not trying to stop people from supporting Vivziepop and not trying to make people feel bad about supporting her either. Watch whatever you want. Take this post with a grain of salt. And if you get somewhat upset with the criticisms I have for Vivziepop, then that's your problem.

Vivziepop antis and critical fans are allowed to interact.

Earlier today, I watched The Amazing Digital Circus, and these are my final thoughts.

Honestly, the pilot was really good, and I'm looking forward to it finally becoming a full-fledged series. And I'm looking forward to it expanding the Lore as well. I'm curious as to how Pomni got trapped there in the first place and other stuff like the void and the exit door thing.

What I appreciate it is that it didn't need copious amounts of swearing, unlike other comedy web series like Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss. There were swears, but they were more spread out and brief on top of the swears being censored.

Even though Gooseworx has worked with Vivziepop in the past, I find TADC to be leagues better than HH and HB. I've seen a video about the drama surrounding Gooseworx, but from what I've seen,the stuff they have done is much more tame than the shit Vivziepop has pulled.

I hope to see more Amazing Digital Circus content to come out in the future. I'm interested as to see where the series will go. Unlike Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss, it didn't feel like I was watching something that felt like it was created by an edgy middle schooler. The female characters had much more personality than the ones from HH and HB, despite it being just a pilot.

Another thing to point out is that the cast of TADC had a lot of fresh faces to the voice acting industry, unlike Hazbin and Helluva Boss, where Vivziepop relied on casting big name actors in order to garner more attention to her work. And I'm going to be fully honest, I find it really sus at the fact that the OG cast of HH couldn't return because they didn't unionize in order to get their roles back. A lot of them were fully new to the industry, too, which is the sad part. I wish that Vivziepop wouldn't rely on hiring big-name actors in her work and would hire people who are very new to the voice acting scene who are desperate to land a role as some of them rely on voice acting as their main source of income.

To end this post, I just want to point out that I'm not blaming Vivziepop for the fact that the original cast of Hazbin Hotel didn't get their roles back. But at the same time, that whole situation feels questionable to me. Until I hear the full story about it, then I'll decide if she should be held accountable or not. However, the whole hiring big actors thing has been a critique of mine for a while on top of the use of the r slur in Helluva Boss (even though it was only said once and was almost again, it shouldn't have been used at all as it's an ableist slur and I'm a disabled person who has been called the r slur many times in the past). I'm fully aware that HB takes place in hell, but using hell as a way to excuse the use of the r slur is ableist. It's still ableist to call someone the r slur regardless of the setting and the context. The r slur should never be used as a way to call someone stupid. I'm not sure if Vivziepop wrote the script herself, but whoever is in charge of the script should be careful of the type of language they use in the show. I'm fully aware that both Helluva Boss and Hazbin Hotel are adult shows, but it doesn't mean it's an excuse to normalize offensive and bigoted language. It doesn't help that the shows poorly portray women (like how Millie is just reduced to being Moxxie's wife and likes killing) even though the creator of both shows is a woman.

I'm just gonna stop here for now. I'm going to go back to waiting for more Amazing Digital Circus content to come out.

[rose-lunaire]

mcu characters as (unexpected!) romance book tropes

characters: steve rogers, bucky barnes, tony stark, loki laufeyson

warnings: innuendo? if you squint, otherwise it’s just fluff

steve rogers - best friend’s sibling

let’s be honest with ourselves, this guy wouldn’t get close to anyone, especially a girl, without the support of his bestie

you knew him way before the injection, got to know the vulnerable boy with a big heart, the one who stuck up for the weak even though he was the one who needed someone to stuck up for him

during parties bucky would leave you alone together while he went on his conquests

two wallflowers lost in conversation, who wouldn’t notice the room emptying

you couldn’t help but respect his efforts and support his dreams of becoming a soldier

after all, it’s the good motives that save people, it’s the moral compass that lead the armies to the battle grounds

the world could use for his purity during the darkest hours of humanity

you meet again after the war, with a hole in your heart and desperate for a friendly soul

steve comes back home more mature and… well, bigger

friendly connection turns into physical attraction, longing and nostalgia brings you closer than ever

bucky barnes - christmas romance

bucky comes back to his hometown, bitter and hopeless, he’s more than sceptical about this whole “christmas magic”

until his s/o comes around to show him the other side of humanity

you spend a week together, exploring malls, drinking mulled wine and throwing snowballs at each other (who knew a battle could be so innocent and.. fun?)

but it’s not until the s/o shows their insecurities that he’s in love

how could someone believe in the good in people, the good in him!, but be unable to see their own worth?

he’s kind of relieved that you aren’t perfect, that there’s something he can help you with

otherwise how could he dare dream of being in a relationship with an angel?

he’d spend the rest of his days trying to lift you up into paradise

he could show you the way into the devil’s den, if you’d like

tony stark - love triangle

this guy is so focused on work and himself, there’s barely time for anything else

he considered you a friend, a skilled coworker, but never a love interest

that is until he saw you falling for another person

the jealousy and competitiveness kicks in!

bonus points for “i bet you couldn’t make them fall for you”

at first it was all about his pride, the thrill of the challenge, but soon enough tony realises it’s love and there’s no way out

he would move mountains for you, never looking back at other people’s opinions, throwing away work without a second though

after all, what all those riches and treaties for if his heart isn’t satisfied?

he doesn’t care about anything or anyone but you

loki laufeyson - riches to rags (to riches??)

i know, i know what you’re thinking: how is it possible for loki to be poor?

it’s not, he’s a cat, always lands on four feet and manages to find a way out of the hardest situation

this story is about finding yourself in a new reality, navigating dangerous relationships and seeing light in the darkest places

his s/o is the only one who sees though his tricks and unbothered façade, they’re the one who noticed his strange habits, slight frown while eating humble dinners and a glint of sadness in his deep gaze

you find out that the walls he built around his heart are the only lasting fundaments of his broken soul

still, everywhere loki goes he brings freshness to the hopeless stagnation, paints blurry nights with colourful tales of asgardian lifestyle

sooner or later he finds a way to come back home, this time with a new-found appreciation and brighter outlook on life

also with a soulmate in his bedchamber

a/n: finally, my marvel debut! i’m slowly clearing out my inbox, send me asks! what would you like to read next? <3

[2willowlane]

i'm genuinely very neurodivergent over harvey, and i'm very new to stardew. i just want to share my rants/rambles about harv here, just because i adore him. <3

at first, i actually didn't recognize him as a bachelor, even? i thought he was just like, purely an npc like pierre or whatever. i remember being on call with a friend of mine, and i asked who was the easiest character to romance—and my friend mentioned that harvey loved coffee. and... yeah, that's where it all started.

i love him, genuinely, and even though i may joke around with how goofy he can be at times, there's multiple things that make me grab onto him and want to just appreciate. in general, i love stardew's character diversity! harvey isn't the only one that's a victim to my affection (mainly emily, but i LOVE elliott too).

i think it's mainly how he reminds me way too much of myself. how he speaks matter-of-factly often, and with a bit of a mellow hint to it due to his age and occupation; i can relate to that. him being a doctor also reminds me of my more empathetic nature, and how i want to take care of others, and i've seen and been through various different experiences throughout my life due to that endeavor. him dreaming to be a pilot reminds me of how i want to indulge in other interests, but i have set limitations.

i don't romanticise him being a doctor; it's a genuine hard profession, and even if i do nor have any professional education on it, i do like his attitude on it. iirc, in one of his dialogues, he talks about how it makes such a difference in someone's day by just talking to them. i do wonder what a younger harvey would be like; considering with how he talks, it's obvious that he's been through different situations that have then built onto his maturity.

him being busy and all, i feel like harvey does love his work, and i also like (actually, i don't. he should take care of himself, but y'know what i mean) how he is TERRIBLE at following his own advice. harvey talks about using vegetables in a healthy diet, but he often eats microwave meals/convenience food. i LOVE how he finds life on the farm whenever he moves in with the player to be much more rewarding, considering he's able to actually use fresh produce (well, there's pierre's), have the time to do it all, and have someone to cook for.

i do like to believe that living up in the lil apartment in his clinic does get to him from time to time. i like how he doesn't talk about his loneliness a lot, and he opens up more about his vulnerable side on that whenever you do get closer/begin to date him. i think, to some people, it makes him sounds a bit needy—but i like to imagine it as if he has a relationship with everyone in the town, sure, but never got to the point of having a close friend. either it's just due to his more anxious nature, schedule, interests, etc.—he is simply the pelican town doctor, after all. i think he'd appreciate a little small talk now and then.

i do beleive he is anxious, but not outright shy or anything. i'm probably sure he was whenever he started out in his career, but i think he enjoys pelican town, since he knows what to expect from the townsfolk. i think with that predictability, he does seek a bit of comfort in just due to him liking a solid schedule (hc, but feel free to put your own interpretation on it). i think he can get very caught off guard by things he doesn't expect, like how everyone does, but it takes him a moment to get on track again if he's distracted.

i love his interest in planes so much. one of my favourite lines of dialogue from harv over here has to be whenever you're married to him, he talks about he's had a good day so far—he fiddled with his radio, worked on his model plane... i've forgotten the exact words (he only talks to me about daydreaming about the circulatory system anymore, but it's okay), but i think it's just me projecting—but i like to believe he simply likes to show affection by chatting about his interests!

harvey's grown comfortable with you to talk about something rather niche, and it just shows he thinks your safe to talk about the small things that make him happy. especially with how he does talk about everything, and wants the player to look at some of his work on models and the such. i dunno. i just live for the fact he views a "good day" to be indulging in his interests. literally me.

i don't believe he outright HATES his job as a doctor, however. i think it does make him feel important that he's able to provide for the people that he's able to feel at home with here in the valley, but what i've said earlier, i think it just kinda eats at him with the whole clinic business. i think him going up to his apartment with no one to really talk to about his day; no one to look forward to seeing—it's just something that's been at the back of his mind. i feel like it'd break his heart if he's learnt that someone wouldn't want to ever bother him due to his work. he'd want someone to understand that due to him being a doctor, he does get stressed easy, but he'd always try to find some time in-between all of those appointments for a chat.

i'll talk more, but i'm tired, and i don't know about what to exactly go on about. anyways, live laugh love harv. please tell me if i'm just silly and feeding too much into my headcanons, and i'm actually deluding myself from canon harv.

[brisquad-unit-4402]

hello i’ve got some thoughts and updates for this blog.

i’ve been on a bit of burnout for a while, including life outside of writing. naturally the termination has sped up that burnout. i’m exhausted and struggling to be graceful about it, but that’s to be expected. i’m not one to sit on my feelings even though i’ve lacked the energy to write. which really bites because that’s my number-one passion really.

however i’ve taken some time to relax by diverting my attention away from social media and niji streams. i’ve relearned an old hobby and splurged a little too much on a new one, and i kind of can’t believe how much i missed drawing on real paper with a real pen and pencil. and thank god the love and deepspace sponsorship wrapped up before the termination, because that game has me in not just a chokehold but like one of those umbilical cords from astral projection. the silver cord? that

i’ve been watching other vtubers lately as well. i’ve always considered adding holostars en to my list but hesitated because everything else on my blog was niji-related.

consider this confirmation that i will be adding holostars’ tempus hq, vanguard and armis, and first stage productions’ avallum to my list of characters i will write for. i admit i’m not as familiar with armis, but i’ll be paying closer attention in the near future as i branch out from strictly watching niji only.

(might also be adding idol corp’s e-sekai? maybe? i watch them once every few months and i haven’t seen pochi or yuko stream since they debuted 💀 no clue on their gen 2 either)

i’ll be overhauling my masterpost for organization soon. so apologies for the horrors about to come… to be clear i will not delete any of my writing so don’t worry!

i’m unsure how much niji i’ll write in the future. give me some time to think as the situation hopefully cools down. i appreciate your patience.

and who knows maybe i’ll write for non-vtuber fandoms too

i think it’s about time i clean my inbox out soon too. i‘ll answer what asks i can and delete the remaining ones. i’ve had a few requests sitting in my inbox for nearly a year now and i’ve recently realized how stressed i was over them and learned about some boundaries i didn’t know i had beforehand, among other things, so so it’s about time i face them head-on. i apologize if i never got to your request! please don’t take it personally if i don’t answer your request. but above all else thank you for being patient, understanding, and kind enough to send in a request. even though i tend to bite off more than i can chew i always get so happy whenever i see a notif in my inbox and i appreciate your time for a little unit 4402.

even though i’m not watching niji streams atm i’m hesitant to stop writing for them because, like, i keep thinking of this clip of doppio saying he feels like he’s allowed to buy healthy/organic food because of fan support and donations, and among other reasons... it’s very easy to make conclusions on people you only know through a screen and i just can’t bring myself to cut them out so abruptly, even if i’m a fan creator on a site none of them use.

idk when i’ll post next and it feels nice to say that. i usually try to post once every 2 weeks, but considering how i’m trying not to think about niji right now and am instead embracing other parts of my life, i dunno. it’s nice. this blog is a major source of joy for me and it feels like i’m preserving what makes it so special for me instead of turning it into a chore. hopefully with time and rest i’ll have a clearer idea of where to go from here.

that’s pretty much everything on my mind, i think? thank you for bearing with me and my yapping. i hope to return soon and that the next time you see me, my blog will be cleaner, more expansive, and with a fresh mindset. take care of yourselves and don’t get immersed in toxicity. don’t forget to do what you love 💛

[circeow]

Some pre-game interactions I thought up for Circe! Here’s a summary of Circe’s feelings on each of the above heroes: 👇

Junkrat:

Upon first meeting him, Circe found him deplorable and slightly intimidating due to his chaotic nature. Circe doesn’t like loud noises or overstimulating environments and… well… look at the dude. He reminded her of what she could become if she embraced her “less-than-kind” urges. It doesn’t help that he’s a passionate pyromaniac so he’s constantly trying to start conversation about her cybernetics, much to her chagrin. Overtime, however, Circe’s feelings turned less into judgement and more into sympathy and she could tell Junkrat had seen and been through quite a bit to end up how he is now. In other interactions, she’s slightly more patient and attempts to remain kind despite his chaotic nature and tendencies. While she finds his questions about her abilities completely inane, she’s fine with humouring him and talking about the hypotheticals.

Sombra:

Sombra was one of the people that would visit the cells of test subjects to taunt them or to start up condescending conversations, Circe included. Circe finds her extremely irritating and dislikes how much Sombra taunts her with her old life and who she used to be/could’ve been, since it is an extremely sensitive topic to her. Circe especially hates Sombra because she is a huge reminder of the control Talon used to have over her and, speaking in terms of the game, seeing her in the spawn room and listening to her taunts leads her to fear that they might reclaim that power one day.

Genji:

Meeting another person with cybernetic enhancements was definitely a breath of fresh air for Circe, even more so since Genji is at such peace with his new form. Circe greatly admires, and is also partially jealous of, individuals who are able to remain tranquil and calm in times of hardship or after hardships, Genji included. He is obviously much wiser than her and offers advice when she asks for it, albeit Circe seems to disregard his advice about forgiveness since she doesn’t believe it applies to her. Circe also often feels guilty about being upset at her own trauma since other characters like Genji, in her opinion, have been through worse/are going through worse. Though she discounts this and continues to hold onto that anger.

Illari:

After hearing about the absolute tragedy that Illari went through, Circe feels nothing but empathy for her. As said above, she feels guilty for expressing a modicum of misery towards her own adversities when other people have been through worse in her eyes. Circe is often first to initiate conversation with Illari, praying that she doesn’t give off the wrong social cue to make her assume that she’s approaching her out of pity. Circe offers Illari encouragement and support and also offers to converse about any troubles she may be having, to which the latter, while appreciating the gesture, turns her down. Circe is also partly jealous of Illari due to her being able to remain stoic and impassive about her trauma and being able to do so at such a young age. She takes note of this and makes sure not to infantalise or condescend to her, since she knows she’s competent on her own and knows how irritating it is to be spoken down to. Overall, their association is awkward but they do find solace with each other.

Moira:

To say that Circe hates Moira would be too kind. She never knew she had the capacity to hate someone as much as she hates her. Since Moira was responsible for the painful torture and the experimentation that she went through for several years Circe feels nothing but anger, resentment and bitterness towards the scientist. Circe is characterised as a highly empathetic person (often to a fault since she has a hard time taking herself out of other people’s shoes, but I digress) so to feel so much hatred and hostility towards someone is a new feeling to her, but she excuses it. Moira is extremely unbothered by Circe’s thoughts on her and her actions and continues to threaten her with her return to her lab. TL;DR: Circe hates her and does not respect her or her work.

Thank you for reading! I’m definitely going to do more of these.

[ghost-proofbaby]

GHOST'S "OPEN BAR" 3K CELEBRATION

as a way to say thank you and show my appreciation for hitting 3k, i decided it's about time for a party around here... don't y'all? and what better way to get a party started than to get a little boozy! (haha get it? BOOzy? because ghost? no? okay i'll stop.)

THE RULES: below the cut will be a fun menu filled to the brim with delicious drinks! send me an ask with your order, and as long as it follows my general rules, i'll whip it right up for you! the idea here is each drink represents a different general trope, and you fill in the blanks with a character of your choosing (see below) as well as general ideas! below will be examples of requests. i will being doing as many of these requests as possible for this week, from april 3rd (today) to april 8th. starting april 9th, i have a different fun week planned for us to keep the party going, and will announce it on sunday <3

WHO I'M WRITING FOR: eddie munson, steve harrington, spencer reid, and joel miller. you must specify the character in your request, or i will not complete it.

EXAMPLES OF REQUESTS: "hi! can i get a filthy martini with eddie munson? maybe some overstimulation involving toys?" or "can i get a flute of champagne with joel miller? maybe what the end of the day looks like in the QZ!" you can get as specific or as vague as you'd like! these are just examples :-)

also, before we dive in, i've also filled this post with easter eggs towards just a few of my favorite fics/authors (and a couple of my own). i have added a link over each reference in case any of them catch your eye. i wouldn't have hit this milestone without all of these wonderful people who inspire and support me, and there was no way i wasn't sending a nod their way during this event. i love y'all endlessly <3

alright, onwards with the party bus, friends!

THE MENU:

🥃 WILLOW'S OLD-FASHIONED: angst

long week? a new job babysitting a rockstar that just cannot and will not behave? has that blonde coworker you just wish you could slap into the next week gotten on your final nerve? look no further! sit back and cry relax with one of our famous old-fashioneds!

🍷 ASH'S SPECIAL: hurt/comfort

whiskey and bitters not your cup of tea? be still your old heart! no worries! relax like the world's ending from your long week with a good book and a glass of our famous Sauvignon Blanc instead!

🥂 FLUTE OF CHAMPAGNE: fluff

sip on some of our top shelf Dom Perignon and get lost in the bubbles! this classic will have you feeling so good, it's almost as if you've traded bodies with your arch nemesis in a freaky friday ordeal. just don't think too hard about his... mechanics below the belt... or this drink might be a boner killer. let the good times roll!

🍸 FILTHY MARTINI: smut

feeling dirty? look no further. here at ghost's, we've got you covered with one of our dirty, downright filthy martinis. disclaimer: we are not legally responsible for you getting colorfully intimate with your friend's dad or if you end up in a 3-film-box-set porno deal. yeah, our lawyers make us put those disclaimers now. keep it in your pants, folks!

not looking to get tipsy tonight? no worries! check out our extended menu options - we've still got you covered <3

☕ CUP OF SUNSHINE: mutual pining

get it hot! get it iced! get it fresh! as long as you get it before it's gone! wake yourself up with a cup of our coffee brewed in-house. cream and sugar available upon request. (hot and dirty sex in the back room not available upon request.)

🥐 KARMEN'S CROISSANTS: exes to lovers

be sure to grab a snack during your night out! these croissants are absolutely to die for (just don't fall for your reaper, folks!). enjoy this lamented pastry in our favorite armchair by the window while enjoying one of our many books laid out for your pleasure!

easter eggs i'm unable to tag (aka banner):

the "yes" policy

and my own twenty-four hours

also, filthy martini is fully a shout out to the legend behind the man of the hour who has inspired a large majority of these fics as well as my own - mr. joseph quinn himself. may all his martinis be the absolute filthiest.

once again, thank you all. i will never know how to repay the kindness showed to me, so i will do what i do best - write. also, please keep in mind i have no idea how many requests i will receive. my hope is to complete as many as possible without driving myself to absolute madness; please be kind and patient with me <3

[kaybreezy3000]

https://www.netflix.com/tudum/articles/the-umbrella-academy-season-4-release-date-photos

👀 I’m scared of the last episode

You and me both. 😓 Just the name of it has me wondering both good and bad things.

If it is referencing that line from season one with the ice cream truck scene, the one when Five wanted The Handler to stop the apocalypse and she said she couldn't, it was always supposed to happen, then she told him that it's not the end, it's just the end of 'something,' then that would be a real full circle/circle back way to tie all that back in, and it might not be bad if they do that. 🤞That could be awesome, and it would me that they had a completely drafted story for us all along. Sadly, I am not so sure of that. They seemed to be not so sure if they were getting approved for new seasons and that makes for storylines that don't always fill in all the loopholes.

Many fans have said all along that they think it's possible that the end will be something along the lines of them all starting back at the beginning. I personally don't think it will be that way-or not exactly. In my opinion, it would really be dumb if they did that. It would make all that has happened to them mean nothing, and it would leave us feeling tricked or cheated. We want something new, and unexpected that leaves us wanting more, not frustrated with boring/predictable writing.

That said, I think they will do a timeline fix it, keep all of them as is, and not erase what they know or who've they have become. I also think they will end up in the 'Five Years' later time frame still, only not in the same timeline Reginald tried to make that seems to be falling apart or something. It might be the original timeline from season one-just with the same amount of time passed and all the same life changes they have had.

Many of the clues from the trailer imply something like a timeline failure happening and them coming together, getting their powers back and fighting it, or whoever is the cause of it. I might be biased on that idea being the one they go with because I have written three alternate ending fanfics for this fandom while waiting for the final season, and in all 3, I have done mixes of that idea leading to the conclusion. I think they can do this, but also keep it fresh and surprise us and make us love these characters even more. If they don't...well. Then we read and write more fanfics for these guys that puts a better spin on it. 😂👍

All in all, I appreciate your ask, and I totally agree with you about not loving that last episode title. It leads us to think we might be disappointed in the end before we've even seen it.

Unfortunately, I am not giving you anything profound here, but if I had to put my money on it, I wouldn't worry too much. I know people will argue with this, and I might be wrong, but I think they will give us a satisfying ending that leaves all our favorite family members alive. Even if they kill one of them, (say Five), there are ways they could have them come back. Like having another version of them from another timeline or something or even using the power of one of the 43 we haven't met yet.

When it's all said and done, I think they will give us an end sort of ending, but also something that might imply it's not over. Smart writing would want to leave us with something there that we can imagine them doing with themselves, and we can't do that if they are dead. It's just good story telling to leave the doors open for more fun down the line-don't you think?

☮️&❤️ Breezy

[bradtomlovesya]

R.I.P To The Old You

Tom Holland x reader

Summary: Tom has been changing a lot lately, that doesn't mean it's a bad thing, does it?

Warnings: ANGST!, swearing, bad ending!

w/c: 3.4k +

Author's Note: I am back, bitches! I am a whore for angst as always ♡. Hope you enjoy and reblogs, likes and comments are highly appreciate it as always.

(Gif not mine)

You met Tom just before he started filming his Spider-man: Homecoming movie. His first Spider-man movie, that was a big change to go through. Tom dealt with it in the best way possible, he was playing his favorite superhero from when he was a kid and that was more than enough.

Back then Holland was fun, creative and you could say a bit naive. He always saw the best in people, even when those people didn't deserve it. Tom has always been too good to be true and maybe that's one of the reasons you fell deeply in love with him. It wasn't hard to do, Tom is like one of those characters in books that you always read. He was human and no one is perfect, of course he is not the exception but Tom was perfect in your eyes.

With a little caution and care he also fell in love with you. You didn't understand how or why but that was the least important thing. Tom fell for you as much as you did for him and it has been that way for 5 years.

You were 18 when you started dating and he was 21. Now you are about to turn 23 and nothing could have been better in those 5 years. Tom has filmed many movies, including two more Spiderman movies and you have been there every step of the way supporting him. You couldn't be prouder of him.

Tom has also been a rock for you during all these years of your relationship. He is the one who has been with you every step of the way and has never let you down and you appreciate that more than anything.

Your relationship was kept private for a while but it became harder and harder to keep it a secret so, just a year into dating, a picture of you kissing on the beach appeared in every newspaper and magazine online. Who you were was a complete mystery to everyone and you were chased by paparazzi more times than you can count.

Still, as everything happens, so did the news. Everyone got used to seeing you together and then you went from being the news of the year to just another couple in Hollywood. There's always one or two paparazzi taking pictures of you, but there is no fresh news anymore. Everyone knows you've been together for 5 years and the only thing Tom gets asked about you in his interviews is if you have plans to get married. Of course you do, but not right now.

These 5 years have been good. However, for the past two years you have been noticing changes in Tom's behavior. They have been subtle changes but they have not gone unnoticed by you.

They are both good and bad changes. You know that people change, grow and transform all the time... it's just that sometimes you long for the way things used to be. Sometimes you miss the 21-year-old Tom after filming his first movie.

Especially now when you're sitting on the couch watching Tom on the patio smoking a cigarette to control the amount of stress he's feeling about the new series he's filming.

You were never a fan of that habit and he knows it more than anyone. That's why he doesn't smoke inside the house, he understands perfectly well that the smell of cigarette smoke makes you dizzy to death.

Your birthday is tomorrow. That's why Tom came back from the States for a few days to spend it with you. Although, to say he came back is saying too much. His body was here, clearly. But his mind was elsewhere.

The moment you saw Tom put out his cigarette, you turn your head and look at the TV in front of you that you weren't even watching. You only had it on for mere noise. A habit you had picked up since your boyfriend became more famous and his stays in America longer.

Tom enters the house feigning nonchalance, something he does when he doesn't want you to ask him what's wrong. He approaches you to kiss you and just before he does your hand stops him.

"I'm sorry, the cigarette smell is too strong" you apologize. The smell is indeed unpleasant for you and the last thing you want is to be rude, you hope he understands as he always has, but this time he does not.

"It's just a cigarette, I don't understand why the fuck it bothers you so much." He spits with disdain and your reaction is one of disgust.

"Love, you know the smell gives me a headache even if I don't want it." You try to keep your composure. You don't want to argue, not after he's been away so long.

"And it's annoying that I can't kiss my girlfriend just because of that." He says in all seriousness.

"I have mints, I can bring them over and then do a make out session" you smile. While that's not going to get rid of the smell completely, it's going to make it a little more enjoyable for you.

"Never mind anymore" he shakes his head. "What time is the party?" he looks at you.

"Five in the afternoon." You don't argue that he's forgotten either. You know he's got a lot on his mind.

"That's okay. I was thinking of going to a spa with the guys in the morning and part of the afternoon." He opines.

"Sounds like a really good idea to me, maybe then you can get rid of some of the stress you're dealing with" ~as long as you don't forget the party~ you think.

You move on the couch until you're on his lap and he looks at you with a raised eyebrow.

"Little mint?" you pout and hold it out to him.

You finally see him smile and take the mint in his mouth at which he shakes his head. "You weren't going to give up, were you?" he asks.

"No" you laugh lightly and play with the hair on the back of his neck. "I've missed you." You murmur and press your forehead to his. Your hands slide down to his shoulders and you begin to massage him, feeling his muscles relax under your touch.

"And I've missed you too..." he smiles and closes his eyes for a moment to rest them. "As much as I like that massage I have a better idea for stress release" his hands move down to your butt and linger there.

"Ah yes, which one?" You raise an eyebrow. You ask even though you already know the answer.

"This one..." he kisses your lips and moves his kisses down your neck. "I feel like hearing you moan my name... what do you say?"

You nod feeling the wetness between your legs and before a word is out of your mouth, Tom is already carrying you towards the bedroom.

~♡♥︎♡~

Unfortunately, fate did not seem to be in your favor. It had been three hours since the party had started and Tom still hadn't arrived.

You felt sad and tired. You didn't want to keep making excuses to the other guests, who were your friends and family, as to why your boyfriend wasn't at your party.

The truth is that Tom had run out of time. He fell asleep after a few massages and, since he had left his phone in the locker to avoid the anxiety of looking at it, he hadn't checked the time for a long time. Holland only wanted one thing, to stop thinking about his social media and, not to worry about his acting career, at least for a couple of hours.

His friends had left a while ago already because they had things to do and had left him alone. It wasn't until Tom overheard two workers talking about the end of the shift that he realized it was already after 7 pm.

"Excuse me, can you tell me what time it is?" Tom asks one of the masseuses.

"It's 8:34 pm, sir" she replies politely.

"What?!" He exclaims. "No no no no no no no. It's already too late" Tom gets up, gets dressed as fast as he can and drives to your shared home. "God... what an idiot" he mutters to himself as he drives and tries to call you but you don't answer.

"Answer, answer, answer, answer..." he mumbles over and over to himself but it always goes to voicemail. "Shit!" He exclaims and slams the steering wheel.

How could Tom forget your birthday party?

"I'm sure something happened and he couldn't make it" Harry tries to cheer you up.

"You said the last time you saw him he was on a massage table" you sigh and take off your shoes, you were exhausted. "I don't think anything happened to him" you deny. "He just forgot" you mutter.

To say your boyfriend forgot your birthday party is total torture.

"Are you sure you want to stay alone?" Sam asks to whom his girlfriend was already waiting in the car.

You had already sent everyone home with the excuse that you had to work tomorrow and your head hurt too much.

"I'm sure, but thanks for coming guys, it was nice..." you smile slightly.

The party wasn't a fiasco. In fact you were surrounded by people who love you so it wasn't too bad. Except for the fact that you just wanted to spend time with Tom and he hadn't shown up.

Harry and Sam left together. You walked to the kitchen to get some water and throw away some disposables that were lying around.

Tom arrived a few minutes later.

"I'm home!" He announces hoping it's not too late but when he sees you alone in the kitchen, a lump forms in his throat. "Where is everyone?" he asks in confusion and walks in your direction.

"They've already left. I wasn't feeling well enough to continue the party" you reply honestly.

"I'm really sorry" he tries to meet your gaze but you avoid him. "Y/n I-."

"I don't want your explanations" you deny "I'm tired, I'll go to sleep". You walk past him to go to your bedroom and he takes your arm

"Babe, please," he begs. "I'm really sorry."

"I know. I know you're sorry" you sigh. "But right now I feel hurt and really upset so please just let me go to sleep." You look him in the eye. You're serious, you're not in the mood to argue, you just want to lie down, cry and try to sleep.

His look is sad and he doesn't want to do it but he accepts it. He lets go of your arm slowly and lets you walk to your room. When he hears you lock the door he knows he will have to get a blanket and settle down in the guest room to sleep.

~♡♥︎♡~

You don't leave the room until around 1 pm. You know that as soon as you do Tom will be there to apologize - again - and you must prepare yourself to deal with that.

"I made pancakes for breakfast but now it's more of a brunch" he jokes trying to lighten the mood as soon as you enter the kitchen.

"Thanks" you nod and pour yourself a glass of orange juice.

"Y/n?" your boyfriend asks.

"Hmm?" You make a sound in response.

"Can we talk about yesterday? I really want to fix it."

"I'm listening." You turn to look at him and fold your arms with your body leaning against the kitchen counter.

"I lost track of time yesterday and it was really stupid of me. I have no excuses, I just apologize and promise it won't happen again." He licks his lips and watches you waiting for you to say something.

"It's already forgotten" you smile slightly. Tom is only staying a few more days and you don't want to spend this time arguing.

"Are you sure?" He raises an eyebrow, He was expecting it to be much harder.

"Yep" you nod and lean in to kiss his cheek.

"Okay, thanks" he nods and smiles "Can Haz, Tuwaine, Harry and Sam come over today?"

"Sure, I don't see why not. I'll go change."

You go to the room and do what you said you would. Being honest you expected Tom to try a little harder... like he did before. But he was someone different now. That didn't mean something exactly wrong, did it?

Anyway, the boys arrived. They were all sitting and talking in the garden. You went to the kitchen to get them some snacks and what you saw was not at all pleasant. A small plate that your mother had given you - which by the way was one of your favorites - had been used as an ashtray and that hurt you to the bottom of your heart. Other people might think it's stupid, but that plate had great sentimental value for you, your mother loved that plate too. It was almost a family heirloom.

You inhaled deeply and exhaled trying to calm down. You didn't want to argue but Tom was making it extremely difficult because he kept acting like he didn't care enough about you anymore.

You walked out into the garden and tried to sound as neutral as possible.

"Tom, do you have a minute?" you ask.

"I'll come with you in a little while, honey. We're about to finish our game" he points to the cards in his hand.

"Now, please" your voice doesn't tremble. You are upset and you are making a great effort not to explode.

Tom sighs heavily and stands up. He warns the boys not to check his cards and tells them it will only take a minute.

"What's up?" he asks and folds his arms once you two are in the kitchen.

"You used my mother's plate as an ashtray," you point at him.

"It was the first one I saw, no big deal" he shrugs.

"Tom... this plate is important to me and now it reeks of cigarette smoke" you're hurt. Really hurt.

"Don't be dramatic, y/n. It's just a plate" he

rolls his eyes. His tone was so dismissive you wanted to believe the person in front of you wasn't you Tom.

"It's important to me!" You exclaim. "You couldn't have taken anything else?"

"It's just a plate!" He exclaims "fine! I'll clean it up and be done with it." He takes the plate and tosses the cigarette butts in the trash roughly.

"Tom, please be careful." You ask.

"I am careful!" He spits in annoyance and walks to the sink to reluctantly wash it out.

"Tom, please" you plead.

"All this over a simple dish" he speaks to himself but you can hear him. "You interrupted a pleasant moment with my friends over a pl-"

"Tom!" You exclaim as soon as the object is forcibly knocked out of his hands and falls to the ground causing a clatter.

"I-" Your boyfriend stares at the pieces on the floor with utmost concern. He didn't mean for this to happen. "Y/n..." he tries to speak but Haz interrupts him as he enters the house.

"Is everything okay?" the blond asks and looks at the broken porcelain on the floor. "What happened?"

You wipe away a tear quickly and do your best not to break down in front of them. "You broke it" you mutter and shake your head in disapproval.

"We should get going" Harry says. They had all seen the chaos by now and knew it was none of their business. "Thanks for everything, see you later"

The boys said their goodbyes and left you alone in stony silence.

"I'm really sorry. I didn't mean for it to break up." The brown-haired man tries to excuse himself.

"Lately all you do is apologize," you reply.

"Forgive me, please" tries to approach but you back away.

"I don't like this Tom" you deny and feel tears come to your eyes. "I miss the old you" you murmur sadly. "I want the Tom who cared about me" you look at him.

"I care about you" he is quick to reply.

"No, at least not like before," you deny. "I've been nothing but understanding, but I can't keep quiet anymore just to avoid a fight," you sob.

"Love, please don't say that..." he pleads.

"I know you miss your friends, but we haven't spent nearly as much time together because you'd rather be with them than me" you wipe away your tears and continue, "you're smoking like a chimney, don't want to talk about it and you don't care how I might feel" you take a deep breath "You forget my birthday and you won't even talk to me about what's happening to you."

"I didn't forget your birthday, I gave you a necklace" he excuses himself.

"You didn't give me a necklace" you deny. "But that doesn't matter, Thomas. I just wanted you to be with me on my birthday."

"I didn't give you the necklace?" He asks confused.

"No" you sigh heavily. You're not interested in material gifts.

Tom runs upstairs and rummages through his drawers for the necklace he bought for you. It was still there, you were right. He had forgotten your birthday.

The brown-haired man came back downstairs and saw you trying to pick up the broken pieces of the plate from the floor. A wave of guilt swept over him. Everything you had said was true.

"I bought it for you for your birthday," he mutters and places the small box on the kitchen counter. "I forgot to give it to you," he swallows hard.

"Thank you" you reply without looking at him, you're tired of this.

"I feel completely stupid for what I've put you through". Tom speaks and you remain silent.

"You only realise what you're doing when the damage is done." You throw the pieces in the bin and go to the garden to pick up the multiple beer bottles.

"Leave that, I can do it" he walks over to you and tries to help you but you stop him. "Y/n please, I can fix this."

"You're not the same as you used to be and I don't know if I'm sure I like the person you are now" you sigh.

"What does that mean?" asks Tom with a frown.

"That you've changed," you sigh. "I don't know if I like this new version of you and I'm not saying it's bad but-" you squeeze your eyes shut trying to find the words "but I don't think the new you would work with me in a relationship."

"Y/n please, I love you and you know it. It's not fair for us to argue about this." He denies.

"I did my best not to argue, believe me I did," you feel the tears on your cheeks again. "Do you really love me or are you just saying that out of habit?" You ask him and Tom is silent.

He was so used to saying it to you that he never really thought about it until now. Maybe now it was just some monotony, maybe he didn't care about you as much as he used to.

"I'll take your silence as you've never analysed it" a knot forms in your throat. You still love him as you have since the beginning of your relationship.

"I'm sorry, I guess I have changed," he nods guiltily and runs his hand through his hair.

"Don't worry, it's not your fault," you smile sadly. "It's not your fault you don't love me.

"I do love you" he corrects you. "It's just that-" you stop him.

"Not like before, I understand" you complete his sentence and stare at the ceiling with your tongue pressed to the roof of your mouth. According to you, that kept you from crying more.

"Maybe some time to clear my head is what I need," he murmurs.

"Sure, as you wish," you nod.

'Some time' that's a lie and you know it. This is the end of it.

"Do you hate me?" He asks sadly.

"I could never do that," you deny and take one of his hands. "I hope you find out who you are now," you say sincerely.

"Will you wait?" he asks hopefully. Tom hopes this is all just a phase and he can love you again like he used to.

"As much as I can" you nod and kiss his cheek. "But I can't promise it will be just the time you need."

You murmur. Tom expects you to really wait for him.

But little you know Tom may never love you the same way again, and it's best not to get your hopes up.

Maybe saying "R.I.P." to his old self is the best option.

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