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vroomvroommuppett · 17 days

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galex x grad student reader? maybe she’s studying arts or hospitality to work in the events side of the paddock one day and alex is always the one trying to convince reader and george to stop working so hard and chill with him

my asks are still open for requests! please send me some!

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ynrussellalbon

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ynrussellalbon studying while watching my boys kill it 🩵

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georgerussell63 Don't study too hard, baby.

alex_albon We miss you too. Soon though we'll be able to see you.

lewishamilton Please come soon. I don't know how much longer I can hear George whine about missing his wife.

logansargeant Same with Alex. Please come soon mom. ynrussellalbon soon loves georgerussell63 I'm not that bad alex_albon Same lewishamilton "Lewis, I know I just got off the phone with her, but I miss her" logansargeant "Logs, I'm going through Yn withdrawls"

fan1 mother is back

mercedesamgf1 Come work with us when you graduate!

wiliamsracing no us! scuderiaferrari us! redbullracing no us please! visacashapprb what about us? mclaren we have one of your children stakef1 us please! haasf1 we need the help! alpineracing we have your french friends astonmartinaramcof1 we have your uncle nando f1 or you know us ynrussellalbon good to know i have options

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georgerussell63 and alex_albon

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georgerussell63 The daily selfies we send our wife to remind her to take a break.

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ynrussellalbon my boys.

landonorris You look like you're dying.

ynrussellalbon you take that back about my husbands, norris landonorris Yes ma'am 🫡

oscarpiastri Not pictured is Logan and I ahead waiting for them.

logansargeant "Hold on! We have to take a picture for Yn to make sure she takes a break." ynrussellalbon and this is why you're my favorites

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ynrussellalbon posted a story

[caption: finally visiting my boys at a race]

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ynrussellalbon

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ynrussellalbon graduated, got my dream job working for two teams, and visiting my boys finally. no more long distance 🩷

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alex_albon It was way too long.

georgerussell63 You're ours now.

mercedesamgf1 welcome mother!

williamsracing we love you ynrussellalbon i love you too admins

georgerussell63 But in all seriousness, we're so proud of you baby.

alex_albon So so proud ynrussellalbon thank you my loves. i couldn't have done it without you two, reign energy drinks, your daily selfies for me to take a break, and helping me study. it was worth it in the end. and i get to work with both of my husbands.

logansargeant You really just had to post those?

ynrussellalbon you're my kid. what kind of mom would i be if i didn't embarrass you. besides you're stuck with me now oscarpiastri Love you too, mom.

lewishamilton Congrats, Yn! So happy to have you working with us!

ynrussellalbon Thanks, Lew.

landonorris Awwwww baby Logan and Oscar.

fan1 yay! mother will be back for good!

francesca.cgomez we need a girls night

flavy.barla YES PLEASE alexandrasaintlmeux Every week we're at a race together we should. iamrebeccad I'm down! kellypiquet Ooh yes! lilyzneimer YES! pierregasly What about your boyfriends? alex_albon Husbands* flavy.barla we haven't seen our wife in a bit. let us have this ynrussellalbon have a guys night

kellypiquet So happy to have you back! P has missed her aunt Yn.

ynrussellalbon P MY BABY. i have gifts for her. kellypiquet I told her your'e back and have gifts and she wants you to come as soon as you can. ynrussellalbon anything for my favorite girl

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i hope this is what you were wanting!

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haru-natsuka · 2 months

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First Night Interview (Heartslabyul and Scarabia Ver.)

Question: How did you spend your first night with your wife?

Ace looked at the question in horrified.

Ace: WH-WHAT KIND OF A QUESTION IS THAT! WHY SHOULD I TELL YOU?!

Deuce: Bet you were just sleeping like a log. *

Deuce smirked at Ace as he folded his arms, literally mocking him. Irritated with Deuce remark, Ace did not back down.

Ace: HUH! EXCUSE ME! We diiddd it all night longggg! Tch! (I'd be dead if my wife knew about this) Bet you struggle to even hold your wife's hands.

Deuce: ME-ME?! Me... My wife and I... spend a heated night *blush furiously*. It's the first night of the wedding after all. It's bound to happen. *Super proud face*. How about Trey-senpai and Cater-senpai?

Trey: I don't think I can say much. My marriage happened during Christmas so both of us were busy with all the orders from the bakery. We just passed out late at night and wake up early tomorrow morning for another batch of orders.

Cater: That's sounds pretty tiring. Good, you have a supportive wife. You should buy her a cute gift as a reward.

Trey: I already did.

Cater: What did you give? Something branded? Expensive? Trending?

Trey: There is no need to buy when I can just provide the thing for my wife.

Cater: You must bake something and use your unique magic to impress her.

Trey: Something like that. Now, stop focusing the conversation on me, Cater. It's your turn. Don't avoid to answer.

Cater: Uhuu..Did I get caught? I also have nothing special to share. I only remember taking multiple pictures of my wife. She's too beautiful and photogenic for me to stop.

Deuce: Really senpai? But I don't notice you update anything in magicam that night.

Cater: Not everything should be posted, Deuce-chan. It's a memory that I want to keep for myself.

Deuce: Please drop the chan :(

Riddle, who was listening to the conversation could not hold himself back anymore

Riddle: All of you... I tried to ignore it but I couldn't anymore. DID YOU GUYS BREAK THE CURFEW?! This is an embarrassment for ex-students from Heartslabyul. A DISGRACE!

Everyone was shocked with the ex-dorm leader outburst.

Deuce: Riddle-senpai, do you still follow all the 180 rules?

Riddle: It's 810! How can you forget about the rules! This matter is not something to take lightly!

Cater: That's Riddle for you I guess.

Riddle: My wife is not like you rule breakers at all. She follows all the rules really well. It was right for me to rely on my mother in choosing my partner.

Ace: YOU IMPLY THE SAME RULES TO YOUR WIFE???!!!

Riddle: It's something to be expected alright. When the clock hit 10, we go sleep punctually. It has been 1 month of marriage and we always did that.

Trey: Did you really just sleep, Riddle?

Riddle: I don't see anything worth to do except that. Besides, I finished all my tasks early before bed.

Trey: Your wife don't say anything? Like giving you the cold shoulders.

Riddle: When I think about it... She did act differently the next day but I don't know why. I tried to ask but she always said she's busy or I need to figure it out by myself.

Ace: Congratulation on having the first couple fight

Riddle: Wh-what do you mean by that, Ace?

Cater: Just ignore him, Riddle. Let me help you solving the problems. I already share some links with you. You just need to watch and you will understand your wife better.

Riddle: Will it works? *About to click the link*

Cater: *Close Riddle's phone as fast as he can* Please remember to not watch it in public.

Kalim: What are you guys doing? Can I join too?

Trey: I don't think you should involve yourself in the conversation Kalim. This will taint your innocence

Ace: We talking about everyone's first night. Please share with us your experience too, senpai

Trey: Ace! You-!

Kalim: Ohh about that! Of course, I spent the entire night with my beautiful wife. She teaches me a lot of ways to cuddle. We keep each other close not only that night but the entire next 2 days! And we-!

Jamil: KALIM! STOP TALKING! (Immediately cover his mouth and drag him away before he can describe the entire situation. Meanwhile, Riddle was busy taking notes inside his head. Cuddle all night doesn't sound so bad)

Cater: What about you, Jamil?

Jamil: I don't want to share anything but my wife admit I'm a husband material *Smug smile*

END

This is my first time focusing my writing on dialogue more instead of description. How was it? While doing this, I got some ideas to write one-shot for everyone of them in regards of their first night. Might be writing a new series huhuhuhu.

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gaylactic-fire · 11 months

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Hi hello, I've got a question, what that heck happened this week?? I haven't been active in awhile and I just logged back in here to follow an artist from tiktok, and I happened to see the conservative discord server screenshots on my "your tags" section. Is possible to get the sparks note version of what happened? (Sorry if the ask sounds weird, not very good at putting my thoughts into words)

Sorry I only answered this a few days later! You might already know what's happening by now, but in case you didn't I'll give you a TLDR:

- Tumblr user alasse-earfalas makes a post on LU's main tag advertising a conservative christian LU / LoZ server. She claims to want a safe space for those with similar views. What really catches people's attention is a part of the post that speaks about "Pride ideology" and how such "predatory" views aren't allowed in the server. In the same section she talks about wanting a space where characters are not "queered into oblivion." The vibes are utterly rancid.

- LU fandom immediately begins spiteposting. Everyone and their mother starts making LU queer headcanons or posts showing their support for the queer community. The memes flood in. "Queered into oblivion." is immediately reclaimed and added to people's lexicons. People are speedrunning how fast they can get banned off the server. There's almost a unanimous effort to make fun of bigots.

- Further controversy ensues under the surface. As it turns out, several religious people in the fandom had been interacting with Alasse and other people in the conservative server. It was impossible to know whether or not they shared similar views, but you can't blame people's caution. When questioned whether their blogs were safe for queer people, some gave very vague answers that pretty much dialed down to "I love everyone" or "I don't wanna talk about it." Neutrality in such instances is not reassuring for queer people, especially when the other side is claiming we are predatory. Afaik some people have redacted their statements or gone on to further clarify things. But some people still take a firmly neutral stance on the matter. (Don't ask who I haven't been following closely enough to know).

- A few days later Alasse comes back with a follow-up statement addressing the server. She pulls a mix between "gay people I respect VS gay people I don't respect." and "I'm not homophobic I have a gay friend." By stating that the server is not homophobic, but simply does not support the pride movement. Which is allegedly pushing to show porn to kids in school. When asked for a source on such a shocking claim someone on the server cites Fucking Matt Walsh rather than a non-biased and or scientific article. The transphobia also pops out when she claims the pride movement is trying to push surgeries on children (It's not. Children do not get gender realignment surgeries. You can find this out from five minutes on google). Addressing "queered into oblivion." Alasse goes on a rant about "queerwashing" characters, stating the Links are canonically straight and making them queer invalidates their identity. Alasse conveniently forgets that Nintendo has never canonically given Link a partner. She also forgets that bisexuality, asexuality and other sexualities that may include romantic attraction to the opposite sex do, in fact, exist. The rest of the post is whining about people joining the server to troll and basically just her reaping what she sowed for advertising on Tumblr Dot Com.

Aside for further outrage and memes, that's pretty much where we're up to so far. Things are dying down and hopefully the bigots will keep to their own corner and or fuck off from the fandom entirely.

#askbox #long post #Fuck it I'll tag as LU for anyone who hasnt been keeping up lol #linked universe #feel free to add any tidbits i missed

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bitemegamer · 3 months

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Log 01: A Note and Meeting Qiu and Tamarack (Long Post)

Something about this intro... It makes my heart ache in the best way possible. It's the start, the start to a new section of a new life. It is the Fall, the air is cooling down and I can feel it hitting my nose.

*Forgive me, I shall be using MC thoughts as that of my own and basing things off of how I would react, I shall be using first person writing

I decided, since my MC is 10 and I was a little bit of a nut at this time, I would have him believe that it was a ghost that poked him instead of him being rational about it.

He gets greeted with this paper, and... Honestly, how WOULD your little kid thoughts (esp that of someone who did believe in ghosts) think this meant?

*I blurred the last name for my own reasons, thank you very much*

I really, truly wished to be Nancy Drew or one of the Hardy Boys. I spend so much time watching mysteries with my mom. Probably way too much time.

Too bad I am going to break those rules, Mother! Muahahaha! I am a little troublemaker. Just kidding. However, it's okay. I have a way to bend the rules... Just a little bit ;)

*Proceeds to go to the woods, which to me feels like straying even further??? tbh, knowing myself as a kid, I would have done this without thinking too deeply*

Oh where shall I be going? On a cool quest! Off I go to the amazing and great unknown!

WHAT??? Man... :( I know for a fact I would have been so upset, yet a little relieved. Had I gone further into the forest, I might have freaked out just a little bit.

The ghost inhabits this building.

Also, random thought/feeling/vibe that I am feeling... This reminds me so much of when I was a little kid doing my own thing, just wandering about and feeling like the whole world was amazing and whimsical. As a kid, I would always go out of my way to have some sort of fun and adventure... Even if that meant getting lost or making something out of nothing.

A RACCOON!

If I end up dying, let it be known that I met the end of my life with the coolest animal ever.

I'm sure said kid feels very different about a total stranger being in their backyard climbing up their fort.

lol, he thinks I'm quirky...

I mean... You were the one who sent the note... Right? Right? Oh God, never mind--

Don't look at me like that *SOB SOB* I'm trembling over here as if I am some sort of scared little grey hound!

Nice to meet you as well, Qiu!

*Snorts*

OCD Autism meeting and seeing someone with ADHD for the first time be like (joking):

I decided to be a little more nicer to him and politely just point it out to him:

This honestly does beg the question for me... How often has Qiu lost something simply from people just not telling him that he dropped his pages.

That's it, Bud. You. Me. We're going to be in it together. You're never going to lose something like that again while I'm around you.

He'll listen to me, but he will have no idea what I am talking about. At least he tries.

Making art out of trash... I see.

Yeah... Maybe my joke about ADHD might not be as much of a joke as I thought it was.. Hm...

Oh... OH... She's so cute, she makes me wanna cry..

Tamarack really went: 'Wow, okay, *bye*.

Well... Since I have exceeded my image limit for this post, I do believe that I can have this a closing moment... As of now, my MC has met both of the wonderful romantic/friend interests and I think they're both so wonderful!

I know that I am currently playing the Demo at the moment, but goodness this is so cute. This reminds me so much of my days after school and spending time with my friends around this time period.

I can't wait to finish this intro out and write more about my silly little thoughts... Until then, I hope you guys have enjoyed my little comments. I love doing that when I play games.

#our life #gb patch games #our life now and forever #olnf #game logging #qiu lin #our life qiu #our life tamarack #tamarack baumann

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zodiyack · 2 years

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Flowers

Pairings: Eddie Munson x reader

Warnings: fluff, swearing

Request: reader who would always give eddie hand picked flowers because she liked him but once they got to high school they went their separate ways until eddies birthday when he wakes up and flowers are waiting for him outside his door

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Taglist: @dpaccione, @matth1w, @redspaceace-writes, @fandom-puff, @darling-i-read-it, @simonsbluee, @sebastianstanslefteyebrow, @sebby-staan sorry i forgot to add others, i posted this directly from my drafts

As the little boy brushed the dirt from his knees, he felt a presence looming above him. This presence did not instill fear, but joy. He knew this presence. He looked up to meet the eyes of the girl he'd been thinking about all morning.

She greeted him with a shy smile and reached out to help him up, her other hand behind her back with items hidden. "You're quite clumsy, Eddie."

He chuckled nervously, his cheeks beet red as he avoided her eyes. "I just tripped, that's all."

Her laugh made his stomach churn with butterflies. "Here, I picked these from my mother's garden for you." He watched her move her other arm out with a little bouquet of mixed flowers. Every day she gave him one, different flower combinations each time. Happily, he accepted the gift and thought to himself nervously.

Just as he was about to lean in and peck her on cheek, her mother called her inside, causing her to smile at him softly and walk away after telling him goodbye. Little Eddie beat himself up every day for years for that missed opportunity.

Eddie sighed and dragged himself out of bed, his heart heavy with the love that never died. He fell for her long ago, but she was gone now. The last time he saw her was a week before highschool started. The two were so excited about becoming freshmen, but the excitement didn't last long. She moved away and his heart shattered.

"Eddie... I have to tell you something." She sighed, avoiding his eyes as to not worry him with her glossy ones.

"Yeah? What's up?"

"I..." Her voice quivered for a second, ripping Eddie's attention away from the log he was attempting to balance on. "I'm moving in a few days."

At first he laughed, denial at its finest. But then he saw her face. Nose red from crying, eyes watering to the brims, bags under her eyes. How had he not noticed? "W-what?"

"I don't want to...but my mom...we have to move." She wiped her tears away and reached behind her. Another bouquet. He'd received one every day since they met. Unfortunately he had a daunting feeling that this would be one of the last ones. "Remember me whenever you see flowers, yeah?"

He nodded, staring at the flowers in his hand. She sniffled and moved to go around him, but she was caught off-guard as he pulled her into him, the scent of nature and honey filling his senses, smoke and cologne filling hers. Neither of them wanted to let go, but the time came when they were required to go their separate ways.

Eddie looked into her eyes, her e/c orbs taunting him, her lips tempting. He was about to lean in, when the opportunity slipped by once again, his uncle calling out and him cursing the man under his breath in return. They hugged each other once more and said their goodbyes.

The day of the move came, and all he could do was hug her and receive one last bouquet.

He wiped his teary eyes and got ready for the day to come. As he left the trailer, he began to dwell on the time. It was nearing his birthday, and all he could do was think about the girl who remembered it when no one else did. Just when he tried to think of anyone, anything but her, she clouded his mind.

Hellfire Club was still functional and a great topic for his focus, especially when it came to campaigns. Why not think of a new one? Perhaps one with a cute little maiden who gifts the adventurers flowers after they aid her on a side quest?

'Fuck.' Eddie thought. 'cute little maiden? Flowers?' even in his attempt to drown her out of his mind, she just kept finding ways to peek out and into the spotlight. All throughout the day, she was his main focus. His only thought.

Normally, it wasn't this bad. He had dreams about her, in fact, he'd been having them since the day she left. He couldn't pass by flowers of any type in any place for arrangement without thinking of her. The scent of any flower to exist drove his mind to her. But why was she more active in his mind lately?

Eddie got home and lied on his bed. Still no clue as to why his long lost crush suddenly became the main character of his thoughts. The curiosity kept him awake until dawn, cause and effect taking place the next night, effect having him pass out almost at the exact second his head hit the pillow. She was in his dreams that night, clearer than ever. Her smile shining and warming his heart, her laugh sending butterflies into his stomach and making his head dizzy with how flustered he was.

Reality set in once again when he woke up, shaking his head as he tried to get a grip. He rubbed his eyes, yawned and stretched as per usual. Eddie went through his morning routine, head still hostage by the girl. She was so entrancing, he forgot to eat, and tried to head directly out the door the instant he was finished getting ready.

However,

Something was in his way. Halting all thoughts and actions, Eddie looked down at the object in front of him curiously. He picked it up, closing his eyes as he inhaled through his nose. The scent was more familiar than any other he'd smelt the past few years. He moved the flowers around, the crinkle of newspaper wrapped around the homemade bouquet echoing throughout his trailer as he did so. A note slipped out from between the flowers. Shifting his attention to the loose paper, he read it carefully with a full heart.

He knew that handwriting anywhere.

"I hope these jogged your memory. I missed you." A little heart beside the last word made his own full and begin to beat faster. "Happy birthday, Eddie."

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nicoline1998enilocin · 7 months

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Hi, and welcome to the Masterlist of the Any Fandom Kink Bingo, hosted by @anyfandomkinkbingo! 💙

On this Masterlist, you'll find all the prompts I've filled along the way, and they will combine angst, fluff and smut. Each one-shot will have its appropriate warnings when necessary.

If you'd like to check my other works, you can find them on my Main Masterlist! For now, I hope you will enjoy the works I've created while participating in the Any Fandom Kink Bingo! 💙

I do not work with a tag list. If you want to be kept up to date when I post new fanfictions, you can follow @nicoline1998enilocin-library 💙

Card: @anyfandomkinkbingo || Other graphics are made by @nicoline1998enilocin

|| 🥀 ~ Angst || 💙 ~ Fluff || 🌶️ ~ Smut ||

Mile High Club || 💙 🌶️ || Tony Stark Prompt || B1: Secret relationship You and Tony have been in a secret relationship for the past seven months, and you're being sent on the first mission for just the two of you since you've become an Avenger. Seeing how the two of you will have nothing but time during the long flight to the other side of the world, he wants nothing more than to make you a part of the Mile High Club.

B2: Priest kink

Caught in the moment || 🥀 💙 🌶️ || Young!Tony Stark Prompt || B3: "Just a little more." What was supposed to start as a relaxing morning for you and Tony has turned into your worst nightmare, making you unable to look your mother-in-law in the eyes for the foreseeable future. When she eventually pulls you aside to talk about what happened, you understand it's nothing to be worried about, and you can even look back at what happened with a smile on your face.

Popping your cherry || 🥀 💙 🌶️ || Ransom Drysdale Prompt || B4: Date gone wrong You're just coming home from the worst date, but it's good that your roommate, Ransom, is there to cheer you up. After a long talk with him, you confess you've only been looking for someone willing to take your virginity, and that's when Ransom steps in and is more than happy to help you do just that.

B5: Golden showers

Don't go baking my heart || 🥀 💙 🌶️ || Baker!Tony Stark Prompt || I1: Coworker!Reader You and Tony are working to prepare a large order in his bakery when a thunderstorm threatens to squash every chance you two have of finishing on time. When there's a power outage, you get a panic attack, and Tony's there to help you through it. In the heat of the moment, he can't keep his feelings to himself and blurts them out, leading to the perfect evening after all.

I2: Escort

On my knees for you || Part 1 || 💙 🌶️ || Sugar Daddy!Tony Stark Prompt || I3: Wet dreams Tony lets you know he's having a long and hard day at the office, so you decide to come over and relieve some of the tension he's been holding onto lately. It just won't be in the way he had expected you to do it.

That's My Girl || 🥀 💙 🌶️ || Young!Tony Stark Prompt || I4: Somnophilia You're ringing in the New Year with your entire family; it will be a night to never forget. When your Mom gets the surprise of her life, there won't be a single dry eye in the room. When the fireworks start to slow down, you and Tony can't help but think back to your first New Year's Eve together, and the memories made that evening.

The softest pillow || 💙 🌶️ || Sebastian Stan (RPF) Prompt || I5: Holding hands You've been dating Sebastian for over five months, and he has invited you to spend the night at his house for the first time. He has planned a comfortable and romantic night for you both, and you've never had more fun staying at home than you did with him.

N1: BDSM contract

N2: Boarding school

Snowed in together || 💙 🌶️ || Robert Downey Jr. (RPF) Prompt || N3: Free space You're enjoying a ski trip with your husband until you're snowed in at the log cabin you're staying in. It's a good thing you've gotten the perfect routine down for snowy days, and you enjoy every single second of the cuddles, kisses, and hot chocolate as you try to turn this day into an unforgettable one.

Apology accepted || 🥀 🌶️ || Ari Levinson Prompt || N4: Squirting You and Ari have a big fight, and it doesn't go how Ari thinks when you storm out of the house. Spending time apart has always been difficult for the both of you since you've constantly been conjoined at the hip. The time apart gives you both time to think, and when you come back, Ari is more than ready to apologize the best way he knows how.

N5: Old flame

Dreaming Of You || 💙 🌶️ || Robert Downey Jr. (RPF) Prompt || G1: Cupping Life with your husband, Robert, and your three-month-old son, Joseph, has been nothing short of a dream, and you are grateful you get to live this life with him. When you find out you're having another baby after almost a year and a half later, you get a surprise of a lifetime, and the love between you and your husband only grows stronger because of it.

G2: Gardening

G3: Orgy

The sound of silence || 💙 🌶️ || Young!Tony Stark Prompt || G4: Drive-in movie Each year, the college you and Tony attend hosts a drive-in movie night for everyone in attendance to celebrate the end of another school year. The movie is a little more heated than you anticipated, and combined with your pregnancy hormones, you turn to your boyfriend to help you take off the edge.

Control || 💙 🌶️ || Young!Tony Stark Prompt || G5: "Just hold me." Your boyfriend has asked you to take over the control in the bedroom, and you're more than happy to do it. You two go down an incredible path of exploring what he likes and loves and discovering what it's like to put your trust in someone else's hands. In the end, you both learn a lot about the other person and will happily do it all over again.

Worship || 🌶️ || Young!Tony Stark Prompt || O1: "It ain't gonna suck itself." Over the years, you and your husband, Tony, have developed the perfect 'welcome home' routine when he returns from filming. However, this time, you decide to change it up, as he deserves to be worshipped in every way possible.

Bare it all || 💙 🌶️ || Tony Stark Prompt || O2: Cream pie You're on an undercover mission with Tony, and you two have the entire night to yourselves. When you two end up in bed together, you're looking to spice things up a little, much to Tony's surprise. When he finds out your plan, he can't help but fall even more in love with you, and he's afraid to tell you exactly that.

O3: Couples costumes

Mine || 💙 🌶️ || Tony Stark Prompt || O4: Sex under the influence You've been Tony's PA for many years, and you have both developed feelings for one another over time. When Tony sees you in a beautiful red dress he can't take his eyes off you, and feelings are confessed later that same night. When you spend your first time together it is filled with raw passion, but you wouldn't change it for the world as you're with him.

O5: Incest kink

#afgkinkbingo #anyfandomkinkbingo #masterlist

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factorialsotherfandoms · 6 months

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blip bloop bitching below. keeping this out of the tags as I need to scream but don't want it to travel.

I hate so much that I genuinely dread days when Philza and Tubbo interact. Because they're friends and should be able to just hang and stuff! And it can be fun to watch! But it seems every time they even go near each other the Philza tag becomes full of crap, then people kicking back, and its /worst/ now Sunny is here (I love her, mostly, but it makes it so much worse). The post about Sunny being scared of Philza with the screenshots was at the top of the Philza Tag (by how I access them at least) for 3 days. It always defaults to top before I flip it to most recent. It wasn't tagged as discourse or neg or anything - it was just screenshots after all - but the bitching which came out of that was so much, and every time I saw them it bought the bitching to mind, and half of that wasn't tagged either (on the original posts, in the tags, where I like looking for fic and meta and fanart and check my top 4 tags each morning).

And, yeah, a 30-off year old streamer probably not even on tumblr doesn't need defending online. BUT the shit and the way those posts talk and the things they shit on him for... a) its very much cc!Phil not q!Phil no matter what people say, because he talks in the same way even on the fucking pumpkin carving stream and more importantly b) mirrors very real bullying, discrimination and hate I and a lot of other English people have experienced. (yes of course its worse if you're an ethnic minority or have a Scottish accent or any number of other things, but just because other people have it worse doesn't mean it isn't a genuine axis of discrimination).

And sometimes I need to fucking defend not him but myself, because I feel like I'm going mad.

You might not see it, you might not even know about the north-south divide and English class politics, but its embedded into near every fantasy movie you've watched, accent wise at least!

Just personal shit... I have a southern parent and a northern parent. I grew up in the south-east. As a kid I could switch accents at will. Using my mother's northern accent (slightly more natural to me, as she was home more often) I would get marked down in class for being aggressive and argumentative and other kids would think I was angry with them. My father genuinely suggested I switch which I spoke with, and it was effort but doable, and guess what? My marks went up and I was seen as friendlier than the other children. It still wasn't the accent for the region - where I grew up has a very distinct one even for the south - and yet I was treated better for it.

Which. Could have seriously messed up my future if my grades kept being marked down and I kept getting into trouble for behaviour over stuff in another accent nobody bat an eyelid to.

[I had a section here too about different treatment while getting bra fittings, but given it involved members of staff literally hurting me as a literal child only when speaking one of the two accents, I removed it. Minor hurt, but hurt.]

And that was just personal experience! Of being read as aggressive or scary or like I didn't care for sounding northern.

And of fucking course this is only ever about fucking Tubbo, the southern who logs in regularly, this shit always starts. The southerner, whose accent is on the respectable side of this not-quite-a-class-divide.

And you know how deeply routed the north-south divide is? Sociologists generally date it back to /1066/ and the north being massacred for causing trouble for the new king. Economically and in terms of reputation, the north has never actually recovered from that. Even when it was major industry, even when major ports, its /always/ been behind the south.

Not just in terms of money going around, but things like life expectancy and education expectations. Rich northerners still have a harder time than their southern peers.

(Honestly, Sunny having 'verbalised' being scared of him for his tone of voice and not other adults who treat them older than they are [because yk its impossible to tell with an egg model] also kinda rubs me the wrong way, because of that sort of treatment of me as a kid. If I was aware of more fear towards other adults she doesn't know as well it'd be easier. Yeah he's a bit intense, and he should maybe be more delicate with a kid, but heaven knows he's not the only character that is. Maybe as more people drift back we'll see it more, I don't know, the admin probably isn't English either, but dear god. The daughter of a southerner telling her daddy that the northerner is scary is such a fucking classist trope. And a really offensive one at that. And shit which actually happens irl, which sometimes leads to the police getting involved.)

#fandom neg #discourse #keeping this out of the tags as I need to scream but don't want it to travel

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justonemorechapternicercy · 2 years

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Can you love someone you've never met? Someone you never talked to in real life? Percy wondered as he logged in to his profile and was greeted with the bright red sign of a new message.

His heartbeat quickened, he knew who it was from. Angelofdeath, the person who can build him up with a few words, and tear him down by not reacting immediately to something he sent.

Percy sighed. He knew he wasn't in the best headspace, he wasn't sure of his own feelings, own thoughts. He just knew he wanted to be close to his friend, he wanted to see him, compliment him, love him, kiss him and hold him close. He hated when Nico didn't talk to him for days, he hated the jealous churning of his stomach when he saw Nico interacting with others.

Shaking his head in an attempt to get his mind out of the downward spiral, and clicked on the message.

Angelofdeath

lol

no, I don't think you want to go there

because it's clear I would win

italian cuisine is there *shows the top of the mount everest* and american is somewhere there *shows the mariana trench*

anyways, i hve to go

sleep well

love you ♥️

Percy couldn't stop smiling, but at the same time, his heart felt heavy and painful.

"Love you too," he whispered into the silence of his room.

Seastar

pff… you clrly never tsted the NY style pizza

that's just 👌

beats your tiny no carb no grease thing

good luck for your exam!!!

ilytoo ♥️

He noticed that he got an ask too, from a familiar anon.

anonymous asked you:

I’d be happy to keep you warm ;)

-🖤

It was probably a reaction to his previous post where he complained about the weather. He was coming home from school, and even in the warmest, fluffiest coat he owned he was freezing, and he just had to make it into his followers' problem too.

He didn't really expect this, but he should have. As always, he briefly entertained himself that maybe his favorite flirty anon was Nico, but he shook it off. Nico probably would have commented. It was probably one of his followers teasing him or maybe they were too shy to flirt off anon.

He answered back with an

"Anytime, babe, I'm here, waiting for you ;)💙",

and closed the tab. It wasn't like the one person he wanted to talk to was available. Either he was in the middle of his exam, or celebrating his success with his classmates.

Thinking back the first time he interacted with the Italian, it was funny that they reached the point where they felt so comfortable with each other that there was no day - except for those days one of them was too depressed to log in - they didn't talk.

He still remembered that ask from a righteous Nico after he posted "Steter>>>>>Sterek".

Angelofdeath asked you:

sTetEr iS bEtTeR tHaN sTeEk HOE DARE YOU?! (yes, it's hoe, because you are a HOE!) I followed you because your TW edits are 👌 but your taste… 😬

Percy remembered the indignation he felt as he wrote a 3k+ reply to why Steter was better (because of Peter's V-neck, obviously, but also, because of Peter and Stiles are both fucked up similarly).

He got back a similarly long essay on why Sterek was better, and that was the start of their little competition.

As they tried to one up each other with their respective ship, they started to talk. And love the other ship too. And soon, instead of being the worst enemies, they became the biggest supporters of each other.

Nico became a very important part of Percy's life. Bad or good, Nico was always there for him, being the loveable sarcastic asshole he became so dependent on. Their interaction, while still involved fandom talk, turned into just talking, sharing stories and feelings. Nico told him about growing up with his mother and sister who died way too early. Percy talked about Gabe, the stepfather he had when he was young, how he left both physical and emotional scars on him. They bonded over having absent fathers and shitty school lives. Percy was the first person Nico came out and Percy still felt touched and soft at the knowledge he made Nico feel safe and comfortable enough to do so.

He opened the hellsite again, not able to resist the temptation. There were two notifications - a message and an ask.

He opened the ask first, knowing he would spend the rest of his night talking with Nico.

Anonymous asked you:

I wish you'd mean that…

-🖤

Percy stared at it, uncomprehending. The anon was always flirty, teasing… lighthearted. He liked the black heart anon, they were lovely, but he never thought…

He thought he was the only one having an unrequited online crush. He never thought somebody had an unrequited online crush on him.

He didn't reply. He couldn't. He kept it in his inbox, hoping that in time, he would know what to do with it. For now, he clicked on his messages, finding a string of swear words, keymashes and threats in Italian still coming from Nico because he dared to mention the "abomination that has no right to call itself pizza".

Percy laughed, already knowing he would get this reaction. He knew Nico. And that was why he was afraid of doing anything. He knew Nico, and he wanted to keep knowing him, being friends with him. He didn't want to lose him.

But maybe one day… maybe one day he'll have the courage to say something to him- but until that, he was content to be his friend. Because being in love with Nico wasn't overruling his love; the romantic feelings just complemented the platonic ones. And maybe he would get a clue on what to do with his flirty anon. Because as much as he loved Nico… he kinda liked the anon too.

#percy jackson #nico di angelo #nicercy #percico #pjo #pjo ficlet #tumblr au

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kochanski · 11 months

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Okay here since we're posting fic here's a snippet of an abandoned rimster mpreg/breeding kink/whatever wip But Not The Way You Think (rated E but I just. never wrote the actual sex part oops just the leadup)

"Look at you," Rimmer said, arms crossed, eyes narrow. "Lazing about again, are we? Reading our softcore superhero pornography?"

"So what?" Lister draped the comic book over his face, letting out a sigh harsh enough to flutter the pages. "There's nothing to do, Rimmer, absolutely nothing that needs done. No reason for you to come an' bother me, alright?"

"Sure there is. We need to take inventory of the last of our supplies, for one."

"Did that yesterday. And the day before. And the day before that."

"Oh. Well, the navicomp needs to be recalibrated-"

"Again? We did that five hours ago!"

"Well, if you just keep sitting there like a bump on a log, you'll get pudgier than you already are," Rimmer snapped. "You look like you're carrying another Jim and Bexley."

Again? This was maybe the eighth time Rimmer had mentioned it in half as many days. Something was wrong with him- or, well, something was wronger than normal, Lister supposed.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means you need more exercise and less vindaloo."

"No, no." He sat up, carefully folding the comic back underneath his pillow. "You keep bringing it up, right, me being pregnant."

"Wh- so? It was a dramatic thing to happen, Listy, I only helped deliver them."

"The skutters delivered them. You fainted immediately."

"Well, I helped raise them."

"Yeah, okay, you spoiled them. I had to do the actual parenting."

"Oh, poor you. Having to be an adult for a whole week!"

"That's not what this is about, though, is it? You can't have empty nest syndrome, Rimmer, you don't have a parental bone in your body."

"Sure I do." Rimmer actually looked a little hurt. "I took care of our little family, didn't I? At least, as well as a dead person could."

"You told them to stick their hands up the chicken soup machine and see what happened."

"How was I supposed to know they hadn't developed sarcasm yet?" Rimmer crossed his arms. "Anyway, any child of mine would be smart enough not to jam his fist into strange nozzles."

"Any child of yours? Is this what you're on about?" Lister frowned. "You want to be a father?"

"Of course not. It's no fun to be a father, is it? So cold and aloof all the time. If I'm going to deal with the little buggers, I might as well enjoy them."

"Mother, then?" It was a joke- Lister'd meant it as a joke, he had, honest, but Rimmer was eerily silent for a few moments before letting out a forced laugh. Christ, and his dick was starting to throb at the thought of it. Smegging Power Girl and her massive tits. Smegging Rimmer.

"That's ridiculous. I'm dead, and it isn't like Arlene's around to impregnate me, anyway."

"Who needs her?"

"What?"

"Well, you don't want to be the father, I will."

"No," Rimmer laughed. "That would be something, wouldn't it? Holding me down and breeding me like a smegging woman."

"Seriously."

"Seriously what?"

"Seriously, Rimmer, you're either begging for it or you're one of Freud's favorite patients."

"You barely know who Freud is."

"I know enough," lied Lister. "Anyways, I know you, and you're dropping hints like it's laundry day and I've run out of me decent socks."

"If by decent you mean non-crawling."

"So you admit it?"

"No!" He put his hands on his hips, then crossed them in front of his chest, then rubbed his face like it could scrub the red out of his cheeks. "No, Listy, I don't want you to… to…"

"To put a baby in you. Knock you up."

"That's enough."

"Put a bun in that oven."

"It's pointless, Lister, there is no oven. I'm the wrong sex, wrong person, and I'm dead as a doornail. And, lest I have to remind you again, I am not a homosexual." What they'd gotten up to last week disproved that, but Lister wasn't about to bring it up while he was on a roll. Rimmer hadn't stormed off yet, which meant he was desperate.

"Okay, Rimmer, you're not a homo," he quickly agreed. "So we'll just have straight sex."

"What?"

"Be my girlfriend for an hour or two."

"What?"

"You heard me." Lister dug the comic book back out and pretended to read it. Yeah, the only way to get Rimmer to agree to this stuff was to sweeten it up with a thick spoonful of denial. Pretend it was incredibly normal that he'd developed a sudden pregnancy fetish after years in deep space. How long had Rimmer been sitting on that one, actually? Since Deb? Was this a long-standing fantasy of his?

Smeg, Lister was having to pretend it was incredibly normal to be this wet at the thought of Rimmer liking it.

#im like almost embarrassed but nant graylor have already written it I'm just reaping the benefits #rimster #writing

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girlyliondragon · 1 year

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Another update, please read, it's really important.

So.. it should be obvious, but multiple people I have or had contact with have learned that I intended to actually commit suicide on this very night through drug overdose.

I wasn't subtle about it, but I also wasn't sure how to go about acknowledging everything I've done to hurt people in a way that wasn't more self-deprecating than it already was since I had no more contact with them. I wasn't given time to calm down and apologize before I was cut out, so I just wrote something and put it in my discord bio, along with the notion that I was going to end everything with it so that nobody would get hurt further by me. I felt like shit and that everything was crashing down, so I figured why not get rid of the problem and hope it's enough of an apology from me in doing it.

The doc is here, feel free to read it if you're someone that was there last night:

In the daytime hours since I put this doc in my bio, friends that I still had came to me worried. Had I not been sleep the entire day, I'd still be pushing to swallow pills and risk potential organ failure or death despite everything. Someone who I won't name unless they want to be has given me a doc on their statement on what happened yesterday. It's not as hurtful as I expected. I guess..

This whole time I was planning, I was (and still kinda am, because brain) so sure people wouldn't miss me, that I was replaceable. I still think that I am and should be. And it really hurt feeling like nobody wanted me around or loved me outside my very small friend group. I had nothing now, and nothing worked, so why not end everything as a final means of escape, right? But after calling my mother, who told me that I need to stop relying on internet people a second time, I need to do something for myself.

Gonna go on a full week hiatus with no social media, this includes discord this time because it's the worst culprit in my mental health.

I'll be logging off of tumblr and discord, mainly so that I don't have the urge to come back here or there.

Twitter will stay the same as it's a private account, and if I am on tumblr it's with me logged off so I can't do anything but look at stuff to calm me down.

I will be at my sis's place for tonight and then at my dad's. I'm gonna pack food and whatnot since she's been waffling apparently. Her words not mine.

Just figured I let people know, so that ya'll can check here if you are wondering where I am. I need to care for myself now more than ever, and many people has tried to talk to me during this night since I was assured to not see anymore days after this. Thank you for caring about me, still caring, to those that have reached out, even if now I'm fighting the urge to tell you not to worry.

I've been so lonely since everything it's made me shut down, I still feel really dead deep down, because I still feel like nobody wants me, but.. yeah... I'm gonna post this and then log out for an entire week.

Thanks for... still having faith in me when I never did, if anyone does...

#Em Speaks #Personal Things #Important #Suicide Mention

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falsegoodnight · 1 year

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hello just wanted to send a message to say you’re like my favourite writer in this fandom and anything of yours I read I’m instantly hooked and sold. I particularly enjoy your Louis characterisations. Your stories are just so easy to read and follow (I mean that as a compliment!) and are just very engaging <3

also, I saw somewhere your age and am honestly surprised considering how well you write. You’re just a few years younger than me, and I don’t think I could’ve written as well as you do when I was that age 😅 I was honestly expecting you to be a bit older idk why. Also another side note, sorry if this is too personal but I saw a comment on one of your fics of you saying your mom passed years ago. Sending my love to you. I too my mum when I was nearly 14 and in a weird way it’s always comforting to know there are other people out there who went through similar experiences, even if you know them personally or not, and that you’re not alone. Your fics are always a good escapism for me on my down days. Anyways you don’t have to publish this, just wanted to send a message of appreciation. Good luck with whatever you’re working on for the future and thanks to your contributions to this crazy fandom <3

hello!! (i hope you don't mind that i did post it!!)

first of all, this was such a lovely message to see upon logging into tumblr for the first time in a little bit :'))) <3 so honored to be your favorite writer and so so so happy you enjoy my works and my characterizations of louis in particular!!!

ah yes i've gotten that comment about my age before!! also very flattering :') i guess i've just been writing a lot since a very young age so i guess you could say i've accumulated quite a bit of practice sjhkss

it's not necessarily too personal, i've certainly mentioned it a few times online at this point. i was 13 too, so it's been about eight years now (seeing that number increase will never not feel terrible to me) and i definitely feel the same as you regarding feeling comforted in a strange way that there are others who have been through this same nightmare :( we definitely aren't alone, and i like to think there's some solidarity there between all of us that have lost a mother.

it makes me happy that my fics can act as a form of escapism for you (and others!) and hopefully also provide comfort because i know i clung to so many stories for the same when i really needed it (and still do!!) 💗

thank you for this message!!

#asks #:)

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chariaki · 2 years

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"Bittersweet B. I."

This fic is non haikyuu related like my other posts. But, please enjoy!

*Ring, Ring, Ring*

The school bell commences the end of the school day,

As everyone gathers their things, two girls steal glances at each other and sneakily make past their way out of the dreaded university.

Outside of the University, holds two lovely and deeply in love college girls holding hands, side by side.

Needless to say, they were frazzled from school, but somehow, by the mysterious spell, casted by love...

They feel energized when they're together.

They've been through each other's bitter and sweet moments, failures and success, glooms and joys.

They know each other. The way you can imagine how soulmates would naturally do.

Often times, peiple would see them, and think,

"Aweeee, how caring friends they are."

But in a society populated by veterans with close minded thinking, naive youth and try-hard wannabes,

People never think and want to say,

"Aweeee, What a beautiful couple they are."

In view of the obvious fact that some people hate and are scared of gay love.

Like, why though?

🙄

Anywayyy, the self-styled love that mentally ill and insecure people have come up with, never fails to cause a stir to society.

Please lmao.

The two sweethearts don't beg to differ, for they agree with author (hehe) that people can be too much.

So much, that they cant come out of the dark closet, and dress up for who they really are.

BUT (🍑), Today!! IT FEELS GREAT TO BE REAL <333

So they have to test the waters! They just have to!!

But as expected, the wayer are fraught, and even worse, they are hanging on solely on a tottering log, feeling lost and stuck in the middle of the waters they have decided to test.

But fear not! The two of them can and will make it, 'cause this is love, right?

Anyway, to get a move on, they made a move. Duhh, hahaha

Ashlyn, accompanied by her girlfriend Amara, went to Ashlyn's house, to release the scared cat out of the bag.

As they seat confrontly inside the living room, silence appears to be the first to reply to Ashlyn's sudden confession.

To everyone's suprise, a loud *bam* resonated accross the room, with 2 shocked faces (Amara and the mother), 1 father whose face fumed hot enough to burn an apple, and Ashlyn, who stood there dissapointed. In a melancholy state, you can tell she's not suprised, she knew what was coming from her father, yet too stubborn to admit, deep in her heart, Ashlyn felt a painful pang of hurt and betrayal wound her heart.

She regrets bringing Amara into this broken family.

"Get out of my house you disgusting sht, i dont have a child like you."

It's always been like that, a bitter and short tempered father, and a sweet darling mother.

From there, a bittersweet B.I. was birthed.

So, Ashlyn wasn't suprised, didnt even give a second thought and pulled Amara out of the house and away from Ashlyn's father.

As the two torned apart lovers walk the streets filled with gloom, in a chilly thursday afternoon,

Hey can't help but feel distant, because of the overwhelming feelings and thoughts flooding their minds.

Such thoughts make their hearts and bodies feel heavier than a vending machine.

And so, Amara thought of a perfect date plan with Ashlyn, to bring light to the mood.

A trip to a cute pizza place!!!

Or maybe a jazzy cat café!!!

Both things they love.

Because of course, nothing better than to fill our tummies up, before solving and thinking hard about their problems.

#foodfirst.

---not the end.- - - -

Inspired by my annoying gay bestfriend. Ily you idiot 😒💕💕💕

Ashlyn 😉🤭🤭🤭

Thank you for reading folks!!!

Stay blessed and hopefully happy<333

With love and care,

Charis 🌼💕

#Fluff #girl love #wlw #girls who like girls #love her #college

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princess-pill-enjoyer · 5 days

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Crazy to log back in after all this time especially after the way I left things. So much has changed and I'm nearly 2 years sober in November. My year long addiction such a central part of me now. Even with me never bothering to take it anymore, being in that state of mind for so long changed me in so many ways. In just a year at that

I've color coded the sections. It was too much of a wall of text. Orange is for work, pink for my boo, green for my life perspective now that im sober and older, the other colors... you'll see it when you get there. Just a summary of everything I've ever wanted to talk about in all this time.

I've quit that job I was talking bout last post. Worked there til mid April and I rage quit. Put my two weeks in then just ain't show for the last what.. 4 days? Fuck that job fr. Assholes worked me to death. How tf I was parttime and working 12 hour shifts back to back at that?

Anyway. I still work in the same field. I'm just at these retirement homes now. I work two at the moment, though one just offered me a new position up there so hopefully I can leave the one closest to me. Buttholes think I'm a robot up there.

The biggest change is thatt, I have a partner now. He's been here with me since late July. We've gotten an apartment now, too as of like 2 months ago now. I've never trusted anyone more.

How it all went down? I was friendly with his sister as she was the one that trained me. I used to talk to her alot which end up leading to me meeting her brother since he also worked up there and was constantly around his little sister. We ended up talking more than me and the sister did. He used to come out to the cafeteria i was running and talk to me for however long time allowed. Whether for an hour or for a few mins, he'd say hi to me.

After a lil while, led to her inviting me to her house. At my old job, in our 12 shift, we were really there for 14 hrs. They gave us an hour and a half break between the 1st and 2nd shift. With her only living 5 mins from the job it wasn't a hard ask lol. Sitting around at that job was not fun. I was by this point not feeling nothing towards my partner but friendship. Which was crazy cause a few days later, I went out there seeing if my dad was outside, only to see him outside waiting to pick up his sister. I was talking to him out in the rain for a lil, then i ofc got in the car to continue talking after a while. Sat there running my mouth for long enough that his sister came out. She had this devilishly big smile on her face when she said "oh I did invite you over"

That one trip led to coming over hanging out with her brother specifically, spending a night watching movies in her room, getting friendly with their mom. I started to feel so welcome. Then, I got a lil tipsy annd bumped my head and he pulled me towards him trying to see if I was okay annnd the rest was history. I ended up moving in, with their mother's push and my family pushing me away with how eager they were for me to gtfo. Barely talk to me now that im gone. Unless i reach out ofc. It's been ups, downs, but he somehow was there through all that.

I even got kicked out the house for "hitting" their mother. In reality, by that point, I was paying $250 a month for the room I shared with him, I paid for household supplies, I cleaned. Everything. So after a while, it was a bit tiring getting screamed at for any and every mistake I made. I had threw away pieces of this series x box and she told me take it out her trash and throw it in the outside. I grabbed as much as I could at the time as I had other pieces already in my hand but it wasn't good enough. She said to come get the rest and I was confused. I just said my hands are full and I went to throw the rest away. But me saying my hands were full was a problem. I don't know if I said it in a tone, I was tryna be as calm as I could, but it wasn't good enough.

She started yelling and talking shit, calling me names. All types of stuff. Me and him was just taking it. Not saying a single thing back, like she liked. But he threw his phone at the wall in frustration and I thought it was time to fix it. It wasn't that serious in my eyes. So I came up to her asking why she thought I had an attitude so we can fix it. I didn't have an attitude and even if I did, I still did what she asked with no hesitation. With two trips, I threw the whole box away and ripped it up just like she wanted to make sure it wouldn't take up too much room. But all that was null and void because of how she perceived my voice.

So in my failed attempts to get her to talk to me, she just getting angrier and angrier which made me frustrated. I just stood there asking again and again what did I do to make you think I had an attitude, her getting mad and saying she ain't have to explain herself to me, which I was trying to explain I wasn't trying to make her explain why she was mad I just wanted to know how I wronged you so I CAN FIX IT. And me standing there and her getting angry eventually led her to pointing a finger right in my face which I swatted away. It was reflex really. Was mere inches away from my eye and I never once touched her so why get physical?? I don't know what possessed her to even do that.

And me swatting her hand, was the worst decision ever. The mother started trying to swing at me, the sisters boyfriend that also lived there at that point was trying to hit me and my boyfriend jumped in and pulled me back. I couldn't focus on nothing anymore and the next thing I knew the sisters boyfriend came up to me and pushed me onto the bed. I was so scared I didn't know what he was going to do next and I started freaking out. I couldn't breath I couldn't think. I just felt so scared and helpless. I had to hear the rest after the fact

My boyfriend and his sister's boyfriend both got into a fight, the sister and the mother tried to break up. The mom got pushed down to the floor in the process (which was as I said, happened during the process of a whole fist fight between these grown men. You'll see why I clarify this), my boyfriend picked him up, and somehow someway, the sisters boyfriend went to go grab his gun. A gun that he apparently had at the house. It was an assault riffle

When he did that the whole atmosphere changed. No one was focused on the fight they were focused on him putting the gun up. Then they came to me and that's where my pov comes back. I was there on the bed curled up crying ripping out my hair, and my boyfriend standing over me just angry at everything. He just stood over me crying frustrated trying to get me breathe. Then the sister just stood over me, like I was an alien. I regretted even saying anything. I wondered if I should've just grabbed it all and just let it fall out my hands so she knew I wasn't being funny acting. I started to wonder if I was right to swat her hand or should I have let her touch me first before I did that. All these thoughts made me feel so powerless as none of those decisions should have led to this brawl.

The sisters boyfriend tried to play man of the house and talk shit and the sister just smiled. My boyfriend still hasn't forgiven her for it. He never looks at her the same anymore. It feels like I broke up the family. To. This. Day. The mom kicked me out and my boyfriend said fuck everyone and left with me. He helped me pack everything because the mom was telling me "my fatass needs to hurry up" and "sitting there like shit sweet" and smart comment after smart comment while I'm over there just bawling my eyes out. We went to his dad's house who asked for an explanation but once we explained, he respected that it was a huge blowup, and the dude pulling out a gun was bigger than all this.

Little did we know, the little bit of relief we felt being at his dad's house for the night would be short lived. The mom, sister, and her boyfriend were all going around calling up family to tell their twisted version of events. They said I hit mama and my partner pushed her to the ground. I felt like a mouse. The whole family hated me atp. But we spent a night at the dad's house, explained everything to everyone calling him and just kept on going. The sisters ended up believing us in saying they were kinda shocked to hear I'd hit their mom knowing how I am so they were more mad that they twisted the story and didn't even include the fact this man just pulled out a gun on their brother. We told everything as it happened so it helped our story alot

Anyway, we lived there for a few months, feeling trapped and stupid. His dad's house was filthy and we were working hard to pay rent at his dad's, find and apartment, and save for a deposit fee. We barely could eat because the kitchen was so nasty half the time you didn't know what you were touching. The silverware were half dirty, the fridge handle always had food remnants caked on it, food would be left out overnight and more, dishes there for days. Everything. This is all because his dad is half blind and his fiance works so she expects him to do all the cleaning. His cleaning skills are not the best but I can't fully blame him given his disability.

We were eating off fast food everyday for months because of this. We'd barely eat just because we hid rhe fact we were eating out where we could, so he wouldn't feel offense on why we wouldn't eat his and her food, and we kept it pushing.

We moved out in April annd things have gotten better in a sense. We argue way more but I think that's natural for how much more we get to be around each other. I don't work as long hours and we're in each other's face 24/7. But I get so angry. I don't know why. It's like I hold back so much, just angry talking at first, then he says something that makes me snap. Then, I'm screaming, throwing things, and I try to get away. It feels all instinct, like someone else is taking over. And all I can do is wait til I calm down and apologize for being scary. I don't hurt him. I never will. I've thrown my phone, broken countless bracelets off me, and I've scratched myself over and over trying to make myself focus on something else, but I've never thrown more than a pen directly at him. I feel so guilty everytime I do it. But I be feeling unheard in the moment and I just want it over with. To be left alone again.

But he holds onto me anyway. He sees me for more than just my blowups. He hates it and has asserted he won't take it forever, but he understands Im not used to love upclose. I'm the ex princess pill enjoyer. I went an entire year with an addiction only my sisters noticed. I've lost my two closest friends along with the whole robotics friend group I thought I'd have in an instant. I usually am one disagreement from losing someone, so I hold it in. But now, I have someone to learn to let it out for. Someone to learn to not blowup for. It's just hard.

I'm really trying though. I tried jumping out the car cause I was so mad and he just stopped the car and held me. Even though he was just as mad at me. We were arguing just a second before. Ever since then, that rage scares me. I'm not in control the way i thought I was. I would never jump out a moving fucking vehicle in my life. You can break your arm, scrape the skin right off you, knock yourself out. Anything. But I just felt this trance of I couldn't keep being in this car arguing and I started saying I couldn't do it and just opened the door. I don't know what I was thinking. I really wasn't thinking. But knowing that's a possibility, I just know I have to fix myself.

I've been doing better. I nowadays will just throw my phone and get mad and he'll just leave it instead of continuing like normal. Then once I calm down, we talk about why I got so mad, he explains why he was mad at me in the first place, and we're good. I hope someday I can skip on the rage part entirely but I've been doing better now that I have a moment to collect myself. Plus, I know no matter what argument, til the day he betrays my trust, I will always want him in my life and these petty arguments change nothing. He's shown me time and time again he loves me through everything so I will make sure I love him unconditionally too.

And that's where everything is now. I'm at work typing this now. I'm resisting the urge to impulsively quit. My boss just called me yesterday frustrated I don't pick up morning shifts last second trying to make it like I just don't want to work. I just don't think that's a humane ask. On your day off, would you want to be called awake at 6am to get up and IMMEDIATELY go to work? No. She'd give me a one day notice on morning shifts too and I'd say no, because I didn't want to cut the day short to go to bed for work. And that's a problem here.

I have a second job that's been great but the distance and pay wasn't the best. But they appreciate me, they've tried to fight for better pay, and the were sad I tried this job. Annnd crazily, I came back, did orders for a few days, and they offered me a part time receptionist while doing orders too. Giving me damn near full time hours. Like FINALLYYYY I'm not waiting on random shifts to make my money. I can just come in and do the same work everyday.

It's not confirmed til Monday but, soon as it's confirmed. I'm outttt

Life doesn't get better, it just changes. If anything it gets worse. Seriously. I've wanted to die all the time lately. It's just a new hurt. You can't ever escape it. In a way, it's harder and easier. On the one hand, you have a different type of worth now. Once you move out, youre not just parents burden, you become your own burden. So that constant guilt I used to feel is gone. I don't ask for help no matter what. I even hate gifts from them now. I feel like they use that as their way to have something to say about what I'm doing. But you burdening yourself also stings cause you have to drag yourself to shit you don't want ALLLLLLL THE TIMEEE. Don't want to go to work? Call in sick? Don't have any sick hours? Call in with an emergency. Gotta do what uou gotta do. I'm not proud of it. But even then... you have to be socially aware of everyone's opinion of your actions. Or, you choosing yourself too many times will make you lose a job, get played at your job, or fuck you over come time to pay everything. It's such a big sacrifice to choose yourself now.

That's just true in general when you get out the house. That's what makes it so difficult.. I barely was choosing myself before. But now? There's no one else but you. If you don't go out to make yourself some money, you'll make yourself miserable worrying about food, bills, and keeping a roof over your head. But some days you argue right before work. Some days you want to end it and you don't want to to think about nothing else. But I have to think, if I fail this time, what's gonna happen? If you try it, and you fail, what are you going to do? Are you gonna be able to afford copays on your hospital stay? Are you gonna be able to get back to work if need be? Are you gonna be able to be in others faces right after that happened to you? Is there even going to be a job waiting on you by the time you recover?

I'm more scared of the day I'll attempt now. If I attempt now, I'll fuck over my partner. I wonder how he'd take it. I'd probably break him. Even though I regularly tell him I want to die to this day, he'll never feel the full weight til he sees how serious it gets for me. I don't want to take away his character showing him that. I'll break up and do it before I sneak off and do something like that now. I know that would hurt him still. But even before him, it's just harder on me making that decision.

I'm still open to it though. Thus far, this life shit still sucks. The work life balance is just gone in America. Unless you're making top dollar, buying a house, regularly vacationing, and having money to properly invest in your hobbies, you're just sitting around on you butt/doing chores/getting business handled. You've always had to work for your money but nowadays uou need to hoard this nonexistent extra money just to do anything. It's so dull. I already didn't want to do this and now I'm bored to death half the time. Great!!!1!11!!! (I've developed a tiktok addiction now. It's an instict for me to get on as soon as I'm not doing anything. I can't stand to be bored for one second 😶‍🌫️)

Anywaysss. That's it. I'm alive, I'm the same, but with a boyfriend now. I have the same brain from way back when I was daily posting on here. There's just more stuff chaining me down to this world. If you read all this thank you. I hope you feel seen. I know it's not easy out here

...and to the people that didn't read. Yea. I get it 😅

#update #sober #life update #excessively long #i think i talk too much

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gildedphoenix · 10 months

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Archived from LiveJournal

Today, something reminded me of the existence of my old LiveJournal account so I went to see if it was still accessible. Not only is it still up, I still remembered my password from the last time I'd logged in! And then I managed to navigate the site while it was in Japanese, because I changed the language setting at some point.

I didn't have very many posts but I did have an old story, which I give here to you in all it's original, unedited glory. (I was 20 when I wrote this in....2009.) I'm not even going to read it until I post this, so I can resist the urge to correct typos or bad writing.

Tease to get you to keep reading below the cut "I do not want to know if the leg over there is really mine. It is better for my sanity if I don't think about it. It is hard to ignore that the leg is wearing my shoe."

MAR. 30TH, 2009

Quick writing

location: At work

Just submitting a couple of quick writings from when I was at work today. The Plane Crash~

I think I'm dying. I'm not completely sure. I never really got an account of what dying feels like. From the moment i woke up, I couldn't feel my legs. I still can't feel them. In fact, I can't feel anything below my hips. It's just as well because I can see a leg, detached and bloody, laying a few feet to my right. I think it's mine. At this moment, there is a rather large sheet of metal pining me down at the waist. I do not want to know if the leg over there is really mine. It is better for my sanity if I don't think about it. It is hard to ignore that the leg is wearing my shoe.

My vision is half blurred and i think i lost a contact. Or maybe i have a concussion. I can hear people screaming and it is kind of comforting to know i'm not the only one dieing. I am not alone. i guess at the same time I am. I'm not screaming, so nobody knows I'm over here. I'm not sure if I'm really still here anyway. It is kind of a floating feeling.

I am past the point of pain. Am I dead yet?

I think I'm dead by now. My reasoning is that if I am not dead, I shouldn't be able to look down at my body laying under that scrap metal. I am looking down at myself though. I'm still not sure if I can say that I am dead, because I can see myself breathing. I can see the blood running out of my cuts. That's why my vision was so blurry. There is a cut across the surface of my eyes. My vision isn't blurred anymore though. I think this is shock. I should have stronger reaction to being dead. Looking back down, I decide that the leg I saw was mine. I'm still not sure if I'm dead, though I'm definitely dying.

I turn around as one of the remaining jet engines explodes. A few of the survivors are close enough to the blast to be killed instantly. They are now standing over their dead bodies just like I am. One man screams as the flaming debris lights his clothes. The empty body continues to scream even as he looks down at himself. He looks down as if it is happening to somebody else and I know I must look the same.

I turned again to watch as a mother pulls her daughter's spirit out from under a pile of rubble. The rocks shift to reveal the pale hand of a child. The screaming hasn't stopped yet, but somehow I know we are all out. As one unit, we turn away from the wreckage. A person is waiting for us.

In life, I was an Imaginative person. I contemplated what I would see upon death. An old man clothed in an unbleached robe is standard for anyone raised in a christian background. I would even have been content with 'pearly gates' nestled among clouds and angels waiting at the sides, clipboards in hand.

The person in front of me is different from all that.

"I" She says, "am Mother Nature. I know many of you are expecting some kind of omnipotent 'god,' but you have been fooled. I am here to make the passing a little easier. I am here to let all of you know what to expect."

She sounds like a teacher on the first day of class. Making the same speech to a new group of students. She continues.

"I know many of you have questions.I will answer them en mass. First, no, we cannot bring you back to life. You died because your body can no longer hold your spirit. Second, there is no heaven, hell or purgatory. There is no singular mind you will meld with. There is no 'great whatever in the sky.' This is the afterlife.

"This is what will happen in your after life. The afterlife lasts for one year. After that year, you will be placed into a mother's womb to be born in nine months, give or take. And, yes life begins at conception. If you are aborted or do not make it to term, you will die again. You will be given another year of afterlife and you will be placed into a new mother.

"You cannot choose anything about your new family. You will be replaced into life in the exact same order you were removed from it. This will happen exactly one year from now. Being born will erase any and all memories of your previous life and the after life. Birth is a very traumatic experience.

"Until the year is over, there are rules you will be bound to. You cannot break them. If you want to try, feel free to waste your time. Rule one- The living cannot hear you. Point blank. End of story. Rule two- you cannot effect physical objects. Put simply, you don't exist. You don't need to eat and you have no body temperature you need to maintain. You do not need to sleep. If you want to go somewhere, you can walk, glide or simply will yourself there.

"When it is time for you to be reborn, Father Time will come get you. For the next week, you will be bound to your body. You must remain within range. This range varies from person to person. After that week, you can wander around as you wish. You will always be able to call on myself of Father Time if you have additional questions. Feel free to get to know each other and enjoy the next year." She finished her sentence and simply dissolves into light. Sunshine.

Wow, the afterlife. I'm not sure how I feel about this.

#Pensive ponderings post #writing #livejournal #short story #original fiction

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merrock · 1 year

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HAPPY FIRST OF APRIL!

Kicking this off by saying... April 2nd marks our one year anniversary! Although we had opened privately a bit before that date, we started officially accepting applications on April 2nd, 2022 and are so happy to have met this one year milestone. And we hope that we have many more to come! If you're just casually browsing our group, we really hope that you'll come to join us. But, for now, let's see what's happening in April and coming up in the month ahead!

HAPPENING IN APRIL!

April 8th -- Easter Egg Hunt -- this event will run from the 7th through 9th and involve decorating eggs and hiding eggs, the egg hunt itself, putting together baskets, and handing them out to kids in town. all are invited!

April 24th - 28th -- Volunteer Week -- a fun way to give back to your town while spending time with friends. Running April 22nd - 30th OOC, and involving a writing assignment with at least one other writer in the group, as well.

APRIL'S MINI-EVENTS!

7th -- beer day! -- happening at Tumbleweed; wear some western wear and enjoy beer!

10th -- sibling day! -- post socials or anything you would like to show off your siblings!

11th -- pet day! -- same as above, but with pets. which is even cuter.

15th -- world art day! -- a day dedicated to art; visit From Brush to Canvas and The Color Wine.

22nd -- earth day! -- get out and love the Earth!

28th -- arbor day! -- take a little time out of your day to pick out a baby tree and make the world a better place by planting it.

EXTRA BIT OF FUN!

As mentioned, there will be a writing assignment that goes hand in hand with Volunteer Week and Arbor Day -- that will be announced at the start of the event! But we also have a fun task that we just introduced, involving the inspiration for your character(s). You can read more about that here, and don't worry: we'll have another fun task coming up soon!

RULES & REMINDERS!

as usual, we ask you to read our rules to remind yourself of the expectations within the group. we've also updated our faq!

one gentle reminder: please use the inbox for anything that requires us to be logged in: hiatus request, page updates, unfollow, follow, etc. it helps us keep track of what needs done! and remember, posting in tags or in the OOC is not the same as speaking to us if you need something!

as we approach our one year anni, we just want to drive home how important the sense of community is to our group. we rely on one another for replies, for plots, to keep the group thriving and fun. remember that this group is for everyone: those who like long paras, those who like short chats, chatty Kathys, shy guys, people who are on every day, people who are on every few days, we all have a home here!

BEHIND THE SCENES!

not a lot to report behind the scenes, other than the small (temporary) changes we have made of allowing three characters at once when joining and accepting daily.

ah, the usage of polls! we will be trying to incorporate polls more into the decisions that we make for the group, including when it comes to the Benefactor. so look out for those!

aaand May! for mini-events, we will have Taco Night, national pizza party day and Memorial Day! and for big events (the fun ones, with cool chances to plot), we will be having our annual Mother's Day event and something kinda new (ish, it mostly combines two events)... Nature Week! stay tuned for more info.

HAPPY APRIL, MERROCKITES! xx

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