#(if you have any fics tell me pls I'm starving)
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𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 pt.2
a/n: it's finally here!! how long has it been?! first things first i want to say thank you to everyone who's been rooting for this fic!! I honestly hit a huge writers block and had no motivation to write!! but all the sweet messages from people saying they enjoyed my work has made me so happy!!! SO ONCE AGAIN THANK U AND I HOPE U ENJOY!! I tried my EXTRA HARDEST SO I HOPE THIS GIVES U THE CLOSURE YALL WANTED I LOVE YOU SM! ALSO THIS IS NOT PROOF READ SO PLEASE EXCUSE ANY MISTAKES!! I JUST WANTED TO FINALLY POST FOR U GUYS!!
It took a lot out of you not to stay in bed the next morning. The softness of your bed wrapped around your body gives you some sort of comfort. But of course, staying in bed would only make you feel worse. At least if you got up it would be easier to fake happiness. To no surprise, your phone was flooded with missed calls and texts from both Steven and Belly. Of course, you only responded to belly telling her that you'll explain your reasoning for ditching your "date" with Steven later.
Why did Steven even bother leaving you so many texts last night? If you were such a bother to him? Annoying. That's what he thinks you are. And what if you never heard those disgusting things he said about you? and went on the date with him? Would he just continue to lead you on?
Steven: waiting for you by the pool.
Steven: ur late
Steven: u look pretty even though i can't even see you. pls im starving
Steven: is belly holding you hostage?
Steven: it's been 18 minutes cmon.
Steven: the guys are going to laugh at me for being stood up I'm getting nervous.
Steven: did something happen are you okay?
Steven: belly is worried as well lmk.
You laughed at the messages blinking back angry tears that threatened to fall. Gosh! he was so fake. You could only imagine how relieved he must have been to not hang out with you.
Belly: have funnnn
Belly: no funny business!!
Belly: wait where did you go?!
Belly: Steven keeps pacing back and forth waiting for u
Belly: what’s going on?
Belly: just let us know ur okay
Belly: y/n ??!?!??
Y/n: hey, something came up last night sorry I had you worried. can u come over?
Belly arrived 20 minutes later. You spent the time together watching reruns of your favorite Disney show. “Do you want to talk about it?” Belly asked after a while, noticing something was bothering you.
“I overheard the guys talking about me last night.” You fiddled with the throw blanket that was on your lap. “At first it was just them teasing Steven about our date or whatever.” You took a deep breath upset that you felt like crying. “But Steven only agreed to hang out with me…” You paused blinking back tears. Belly moved closer immediately pulling you into a hug. “He only agreed to hang out with me…so I could stop annoying him! I honestly don’t know what I did wrong?” You pulled away from belly’s arms wiping your tears that had fallen.
“Maybe I was too forward? but I just wanted to see if he felt the same way…it was dumb.” You shrugged. Belly shook her head “Nope my brother is a fucking idiot!” she stood up taking your hand in hers and pulling you up. “I won’t let you mope around all day because of him!” You sighed “I don’t even have a choice do I?” Belly laughed shaking her head. “What do you say we go to the boardwalk? Taylor’s coming in today too” she smirked.
“And maybe someone would be happy to see you I don’t know” she whispered with a grin. “What are you talking about?” You questioned. “Well you know Xavier..the one that works the lemonade stand?” You nodded your head yes. “Well, he totally has the hots for you.” You cringed at her word choice. “He does not!” You laughed. “Oh, he does! you were too busy ogling my brother last summer you didn’t notice him ogling you.” she poked your side teasingly.
“Now let’s go!”
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“Stay still before I poke your eye out” Taylor groans finishing up your eyeliner. You were now at the Fisher’s beach house getting ready to go down to the boardwalk. You laugh pulling away “I think that’s enough…if you make my eyeliner any thicker I’d cry!” Taylor playfully pushes your head away. “Sorryyyyy i want to make Xavier fall to his knees when he sees you!” You frown when she brings that name up. Sure, Xavier was a nice guy…and he was cute…but he wasn’t Steven.
You’d always imagined Steven being your first everything. First kiss, first date, first time. It was something you’d dreamt of all this time.
“Yeah…im going to get a snack before we head out do y’all want anything?” You ask heading towards the door. Both girls gave you a sympathetic smile shaking their heads no.
As you reached the kitchen you stopped in your tracks. Steven turned from looking into the fridge. You made eye contact for about 5 seconds before you beelined for the cabinets. “Hey,” Steven broke the silence as you pulled out a granola bar. You felt the warmth of his stare and turned finding him now leaning against the counter. “Hey…” you whispered looking anywhere but his face. “So you gonna tell me what happened last night?” Steven crossed his arms around his chest.
“Just didn’t feel up for it anymore ..” You shrugged nonchalantly. “That’s it?” Steven scoffed. “Yeah…that’s it” you whispered about to walk away. “What’s going on? I’m like so confused right now.” Steven gently gripped your arm. “Nothing just forget it…it’s not like you wanted to go anyways.” you rolled your eyes. “And what makes you think that?” He muttered eyes scouring your face for the truth. “Um, I don’t know let’s see …you quite literally ignored me this entire week!” You responded sarcastically.
“I didn’t mean to. I had a lot of shit on my mind alright?” Steven uttered softly. It almost felt genuine. The words he spoke just last night almost became liquid. “Yeah like what?” You whispered eventually looking into his eyes. “You can tell me..” You spoke gently stepping into him closer. No matter how much he’s hurt you. Steven would always make you melt. “Nothing let’s just forget about it…he pulled away opening up the fridge once again.”
It was like a switch was flipped. How he went right back to that cold shoulder he had been giving you all week. “You're a fucking asshole” You spewed, already ready to walk out of the kitchen. “Where are you going?” He abruptly spoke again. “The boardwalk…you know? so I won’t annoy you here.” With that, you left a confused and remorseful Steven behind.
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“Hey, look y/n why don’t you go get a lemonade?” Belly suggested with an eyebrow raise. Shit. you were hoping they forgot about that. “Guys I don’t feel up for this..” You pouted looking between both Taylor and Belly. “Noooo go talk to him! you look hot as fuck.” Taylor gently grabbed your face giving you a mini pep talk.
“What if Xavier wants to hang out..I cant just ditch you guys?!?” You were stalling and they knew it. “We’ll be here waiting for you” Belly smiled. “Just try to have fun alright? But hey if you don’t really want to do it …we’ll back off” She narrowed her eyes at Taylor. “No…I’ll go” You laughed giving both of them a hug “Thank you guys.i really appreciate this.” You’d definitely still be moping around in your room about Steven if it wasn’t for Belly and Taylor. They both wished you luck as you headed straight for the lemonade stand.
As soon as he spotted you. The biggest smile spread across his face. “y/n? damn, it’s been so long” Xavier greeted you with a hug. “It’s only been a year!” You playfully ruffled his curly hair that sat atop his head. “That’s way too long…I enjoy seeing pretty girls year-round.” He spoke smoothly, he definitely knew how to talk to girls. “Shut up” You laughed pushing him away with not that much force.
“I have an hour lunch break…you up for arcade games?”
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“So…you seeing anyone?” Xavier asked as he ate a scoop of his mint chocolate chip ice cream. You thought about it for a moment. Technically no you weren’t seeing anyone. But you knew you were still hung up on Steven. A day at the boardwalk with Xavier wouldn’t change that. “It’s complicated…I guess” Xavier sighed “I've been there…it’s rough” You nodded you were curious as to what he meant but you didn’t want to be nosey.
“Hey, look they have street fighter..” Xavier smirked. “Want to go a couple of rounds?” You nodded immediately pulling him towards the game. “Mhhm loser buys the winner a funnel cake!” You suggested with a chuckle. “Ouuu im so down y/n” Xavier squeezed your hand that held his quickly striding towards the arcade game.
Just two more steps, Just two more steps and you’d be fine. The rowdy yelling completely threw you off. You stopped in place looking behind you where the voices were coming from. You had no time to move out of the way, no time to prevent this from happening.No time to stop the trio of boys that you knew all too well. Suddenly a body collided with Xavier, the force immediately making your intertwined hands lose. “Dude, what the fuck?” Xavier groaned. It was then that you snapped back into reality. Eyes wide when you noticed Xavier’s ice cream now all over his shirt.
“What’s up? how are we doing?” That voice full of humor made you scoff. Steven stood tall a smile on his face. You hated that it kind of made your heart flutter. “Steven, what is your problem?” You gestured towards Xavier’s now ice cream stained shirt. “He’ll be fine y/n it’ll wash out.” Steven laughed, but once he noticed you didn’t find this funny at all he frowned. “I’m sorry man, I just came over to say what’s up..” You ignored Steven’s apology not believing he meant it. “Hey want me to help you get cleaned up?” You asked Xavier voice full of concern.
“No.I got it…I’ll see y’all later.” Xavier spoke nonchalantly as he walked away. When he was out of eyesight you brushed past steven heading out the door.
“Y/n” Steven immediately followed behind you. His long legs make it easier for him to catch up with you. “You embarrassed me” You stopped outside the arcade, letting him pull you to the side. “Embarrassed? sorry to interrupt your little date” Steven scoffed. “It's not a date we were just hanging out, why do you care?” You groaned running your hands down your face. “Maybe because just yesterday you were supposed to hang out with me?” Steven spoke definitively.
“Oh my god, just earlier you agreed to forget about it,” you said with an eye roll. “It was dumb, stop acting like you care just go home Steven I did you a favor.” He shook his head “What are you talking about right now?” Steven pulled you in closer, one of his hands placed on your waist. The other coming to the side of your face, willing you to look at him.
“I heard you.i heard everything,” you spoke up voice hoarse. Steven’s heart carried pain at the tears that stood brimming in your eyes. The realization was clear when he made the connection. “And you know..who cares what Jeremiah and Conrad think! what hurt the most was you.” You shrieked. You hated that you were crying in front of him. You hated that when he hauled you against his chest you felt secure.
“I'm sorry baby... I'm sorry” Steven sounded voice vulnerable. Leaving kisses atop your head. “Why would you say that?” you sobbed breaking down in front of the boy who caused it. “I didn't mean any of it” Steven brought your face between his hands once again. “But you said it..it still fucking hurts Steven.”
You wiped your face getting prepared to pull away and walk back home.
“Wait, please let me talk to you.” Steven begged. “okay” you replied being prepared to cry all over again. “My head has been all fucked up..and that isn't an excuse I know” Steven looked down as if he couldn't construct the next words. “Please don't shut me out.” you pleaded gently. “I want you...i have all this time.” Steve confessed for the first time.
“—And I didn't want to fuck anything up we've..been so close all our lives if I ever messed that up I would never forgive myself.” It's as if you were dreaming, the boy you loved stood in front of you disclosing his feelings for you. “And what? this whole week of you acting cold towards me, were you trying to avoid your feelings?” Steven bobbed his head “Yes, if I lied to myself it would make lying to everyone else easier because the fucking truth is I want you so bad” You didn't tell him but at that moment you forgave him.
“And you called me the annoying one?” You giggled pushing on his chest gently. “Right now we could have been making out on the beach….but noo you had to be a brooding boy” Steven tickled your side, causing you to squirm in his arms. “Yeah, my fault can I kiss you now? been practically wanting to my whole life.” Steven threw his head back fake pouting setting one hand over his chest. You figured you'd throw his words right back at him. “You're so desperately desperate”
Steven smirked “Yeah for you? I am” Those words welcomed a whole lot of beautiful feelings. At that moment is when Steven bent down bringing his lips down onto your own. As your lips moved together, butterflies erupted in your belly. You smiled against his lips when you both needed a breath. “Hey, by the way, your not off the hook.. I'm still sort of pissed at you.” You declared pointing a finger into his chest.
“Yeah, I figured” He laughed wrapping his arms even tighter around you. “How about I make it up to you this whole week? I'm taking you out on dates…ill even get on my knees if I have to. I'm going to follow you around like a puppy.” Steven rambled on. You laughed out loud covering your mouth with your hands. “Oh, it's funny?” Steven raised an eyebrow suggestively. “Yeah, you're such a loser.” You joked.
Before Steven could respond you tugged him into another kiss. Perhaps everything wasn't one hundred percent fixed. But you and Steven were finally here together. You and Steven were finally in each other's arms that's all that mattered. You’d figure out the rest together.
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#tsitp series#tsitp x you#tsitp fanfic#the summer i turned pretty#the summer i turned pretty fanfic#belly conklin#steven conklin x reader#steven conklin imagine#steven conklin tsitp#tsitp#prime video tsitp#prime video#Conrad fisher#jeremiah fisher
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Rise stuff I wish I saw more on fics/crossovers because the comedic potential is amazing:
The boys can glow. Imagine them being in a mission and one of their counterparts goes "We need a non-flammable light source" and either everyone turns to them or one of them goes "I got ya' fam" and starts glowing like a Christmas tree.
The Hamato Ghosts. You can't tell me these dramatic theater kids would not go "Need to scare a bad guy so hard they piss their pants and change their ways? Time to summon Grandpa." They start to do it because Big Mama does it and it looks cool.
Also imagine April doing this when someone questions her being a Hamato.
TODD. Let the turtles from the other universes meet Todd. He is the turtle's funny uncle that has a lemonade powered super mode.
The Brownie Clan. You think since Casey joined the fam, the Brownie clan became like a branch of the Hamatos? Imagine they use them for espionage missions and stuff.
They start calling CJ the Brownie Prince or something since he is the heir to Casey's empire
"We got our espionage team on the case" "How do you guys have a special team for that" Cue them showing the rabid girlscouts
Besides the missing turtle siblings we were robbed, the turtles also have sis Piebald and technically Sloppy Joseph
Shredder is their grandpa. Peepaw Shredder is canon.
The Hidden City's use of tiny pink unicorns as currency
And there is probably more and I just love how silly this show can be and if you have any fic recs pls tell me I'm starving
#rottmnt#tmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#the rise turtles basically had to wrestle with their grandpa#imagine they call other universes Shredder like that just to annoy them#some guy goes “I will not rest until Shredder and his bloodline are over” the rise turtles: sweating profusely#tmnt 2012#tagging them cus they are the ones the boys have the most crossovers#and i want to see raph making fun of their glowy selves
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For your princess Luz AU, I hope it’s okay if I ask you two things!!
I’ve been curious on which role, if any, the collector would play here. Imo I’d guess Belos got rid of him (probably yeeted him off a cliff too) pretty much immediately after he decided not to go through with the day of unity but like, would Luz ever stumble upon him? And as a child agent of chaos who’s probably also genuinely mad at Belos, might jump at the opportunity to help Luz dismantle the empire in every way possible. But he’s also a GOD and extremely powerful and someone Belos used so what in the world would the collector make of her, and her of him?
Also, another question, going with Lumity as endgame, how would you see Amity growing closer to Luz knowing she never went through the canon character development? Like, that girl is utterly traumatized and wants NOTHING to do with Luz’s convoluted political shenanigans ™ which kind of just means anything related to her personal life (empress life amiright fellas). And, she’s also unwillingly getting involved BECAUSE she’s like no pls leave me alone and Luz’s like omfg she’s trustworthy and honest and someone my age who isn’t Hunter???? While Amity just wants to stick to Lilith and get maybe one or two motherly smiles. And Luz opening up to Amity by throwing random things out in the open or starting a conversation sometimes would just freak her out more, in a NO STOP way. Would it come through Lilith then? Maybe through Lilith talking to Amity about the Eda/Luz interactions?? I can’t wrap my head around how the heck these two will eventually grow closer and I LOVE IT
GOD these are SUCH GOOD QUESTIONS. both of which deserve full-length fic but since i'm never sure how much energy or inspiration i'll have, i will tell u what i know for now!
the collector actually played a role in my original outline for the luz POV fic -- in that storyline, he was the one who told luz that the grimwalkers don't "break" by themselves, that belos just gets mad and breaks them himself and then fixes them. because the collector does not understand that all of the grimwalkers are different. i ended up scrapping that because i wanted to play more with the horror of luz's growing isolation & her putting two-and-two together herself... i had an ao3 commenter suggest that maybe belos never FOUND the collector in this timeline, since elsewhere and elsewhen couldn't have happened. i definitely haven't thought about a branched-off no-time-travel canon divergence to worldbuild properly around that, but it's a possibility. at the same time i AM compelled by luz meeting the collector and having this extremely complicated "to free or not to free" dilemma -- if i bring him into the storyline, i want to be able to do him justice, you know?
as for amity.... god i'd need to write a Much slower-burn fic to work out the precise details of exactly how and why and when amity starts warming up to luz. but i think you're spot-on in that it happens through other people more often than through luz herself. i'm really compelled by the concept of amity and luz having this complex mutual attraction and these complex shared secrets and messy power dynamics prior to luz being able to cede more of her power.... there's something SO delicious to me about amity being terrified of catching luz's attention while also wanting her while also having no idea what that means, and luz being so careful about not abusing her power and so sick with guilt and so worried that she's overstepping while also being so starved for any honest connection..... whuff.
i don't think that amity will Eternally be as mistrustful of luz as she is in the immediate aftermath of belos's death. she has a lot going on stress-wise and has funneled that into projecting ill intent & danger onto luz. as time goes by and she becomes more confident that lilith is safe and that luz herself actually intends to keep her promises, and that luz really Doesn't have any interest in framing amity or ruining her life.... there'll be more of a sense of understanding. granted, still with the trappings of the political situation, amity's worries about autonomy aren't going away anytime soon & neither are luz's worries about abusing her power. but it won't always be this Fraught, if that makes sense.
in addition to taking cues from lilith, i think the other biggest factor is actually hunter. amity TRULY believes at this point that she doesn't care about him, because he's mostly just been a nightmare pain in her ass, but like.... she does. she Really does. around 80% of her fear of luz is wrapped up in what she sees in hunter and how she thinks he's being hurt/mistreated/exploited. amity has enough insight to guess that something is deeply wrong with hunter + with his relationship to luz, but she Doesn't have enough context to know WHY that is. it's way more belos's fault than it's ever been luz's. she doesn't understand that luz loves hunter for his own sake and considers him irreplaceable (she cannot stop assigning values to people based on power & assumes that everyone else does the same thing). so luz's anxiety and grief and clinginess read to her as possessiveness, control, entitlement.
i think that amity's view of luz will Drastically change once she realizes how genuinely luz loves hunter and wants him safe/happy/taken care of. that recontextualizes pretty much all of the scariest things that luz has ever done.
in the meantime, though, it's definitely in luz's best interests to back off. and i think that she does know that. she's not always great at reading social cues but she IS smart enough to figure out that amity is scared. when reassuring amity and extending an olive branch just makes amity shut down, luz will be like yeah, okay. i don't want to force you to spend time with me any more than i want to force hunter to spend time with me. you can hate me forever i'm fucked up and evil. just keep giving a shit about my hunter. ok??
#replies#long post#i havent reread this bc it is such a long stream of consciousness so. i hope it's. coherent.#toh#princess luz AU#lumity#amity blight#shitty idiot repression gang
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Compilation of Anon Asks (Part 1)
I have a BUNCH of sweet anons in my ask box frequently but I usually don't have the time to answer everyone so in this post I'm just going to be screenshotting the asks and putting my responses underneath. Not every ask is here since it'll get too long but yeah I'll make other parts soon. Kind of long, but may be worth it since I ramble a lot about cute Harbinger stuff and personal hcs so yea :)
As someone who also headcanons Childe to be cuddly af as well, this hurts me to my core😭 Like I just know this man would not give you a break you'd be trying to do literally anything and his arms would be snug around your waist, and he would not let go for anything 💀
As such, you are very correct when you say he'd have a hard time with a nontouchy lover. Childe's pretty disheartened at first. But is there a specific reason you don't like being touched? Maybe he can get you to explain? Maybe you can at least link pinkies with him? He's starving over here. Of course, he would 100% respect your boundaries, but he'd be very sad :( Boy would have to get real creative with his love otherwise he might explode.
♿️🛐 That's what I think. More seriously though, this idea has a lot of cute fluffy potential, thinking about how this would be nice in maybe an olden times AU (pls idk the names) 💓 I'm thinking that they hid their true identity from you for a long time - you looked so fragile and helpless, and lived all alone - perhaps they were eyeing you up because your blood seemed so sweet, more than the average person even.
But even though they have much opportunities to take you, they don't. It seems that they have fallen in love with you somehow, and they can't bear to reveal their true form to you now. Until you somehow stumble upon them dizzy, completely needy for your blood. No matter how much they feasted on others, their throats still burned for your blood. Some would be more resistant and tell you to get away from them now. But all of them in the end, are clinging desperately to your shoulders, begging you for your blood and love otherwise they may go mad. If you accept, well... you'll belong to them forever👀
(Would they turn you into a vampire?? Some of them definitely would I think, like Scaramouche and Dottore who want you to be with them for all eternity. Others would be conflicted over you keeping your precious humanity vs wanting to claim you as theirs.. :()
(I don't know much about vampires other than that I played Ikemen Vampire before so excuse me😭)
PLEASE I love this! At first you have no idea whether Capitano is unamused or unaffected by you cuz all you can see is the pitch darkness of his helmet covering his face so you end up dying a little inside cuz you don't really know how to act now. But little do you know internally he's wondering how it's possible for one person to be so sweet and cute. Poor man doesn't know how to express his feelings in any other way besides unintentionally staring at you menacingly and then patting you awkwardly.
This is fiction, anytime is possible 🛐🛐 He gets embarrassed when his kid makes fun of him for his first meeting with you 😭 (Would he let his kid meet Ei?😭 She would probably feed them sweets behind his back </3 Yae teaches his kid how to be mischievous)
Ngl, Scara as a dad is very interesting :( I feel as though he'd want to give his kid a lot of attention due to how much he suffered from feeling as though he was abandoned by his creator, but at the same time the only person who taught him how to love is reader so he isn't sure how to properly express his feelings to his kid and might end up staying away for a bit :( </3
Scara fic is on the backburner for now, I think I will wait until 3.2/3.3 to finish it, or when I have a long slot of free time💀 But I love my boy sm <33
Your Capitano brainrot always amuses me, I love to see it 😭💓 I can't wait for solid info on him to come out, bc you deserve accurate fanfics with your man
You know, I always wonder how you and other Harbinger lovers survive with such little content on most of them😭 This includes me but are y'all doing ok?
The way you are so right 🥝 anon... Maybe he'd been conditioned for years to keep a poker face and be trained for war and negotiation so he's always like😐😕, a sharp contrast from your wide variety of emotions.
Even with the mask on you can sense sometimes his emotions, it's not too bad when you get to know him because in the presence of others, you know it's just his usual face. But with you it can either be - a weird form of smiling, a downward mouth due to concern for you, or his usual face.
Seeing him watch you without his helmet on for the first time is such an experience😭 He be looking at you and you're a bit scared cuz his face is not very inviting and you question him and he's like ? in his head he thinks that he's looking at you affectionately and you're like THATS UR FACIAL EXPRESSION FOR AFFECTION??
Imagine taking your hands and pulling up his lips to form a smile and his mouth droops immediately lol
#smooches talks#yall i said this before but childe is like my fav character so i think abt him everyday#yea ik thats embarassing#🥝 anon#i was gonna add more asks but i got lazy lol
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I love your fic so much! I absolutely love reading people's fics of "niche" ideas (I mean that in a good way like unique! Hopefully it doesn't come off as rude!! D: ) Because you can really see it's their child and like a labor of love!! Also thank you so much for adding to 11/Rose we're starved for centric fics😔
Take all the time you need!🧡
(also pls tell me about your writing process if possible, I'm envious of how you keep things so connected in a long format!)
It did not come off as rude and thank you so much! With Doctor Who there’s infinite room for people’s niche ideas. It’s the greatest idea for a show in the whole world; you can do whatever you want!
I think the best way I can describe what you’re asking about regarding my writing process is Notes. I make a big messy document on my laptop for everything I write, long or short, called “[Insert Title Here] – Notes (or Pre-Write)”. In it, I talk myself through what the story is about, what happens, the themes, and how it ends. There are sometimes charts and color coding but mostly it’s me babbling in word form until I have it all down. Then I can go through it later and stick to what I want to do without getting off-course or distracted!
Here’s an example of one of my Notes documents, for a Stranger Things fic specifically:
Obviously, not everything I first write down in the Notes babble has to be what happens—it’s just something I can look at when I write the story to remind myself what I wanted to do, and if the story takes a different direction while I’m writing it—because of the flow or because it makes more sense—then I do that instead. Notes is just me being organized instead of winging it. I used to wing it when I was thirteen and writing Phineas and Ferb fanfiction, the old glory days –
Then, when Notes has been vomited out, I move on to a pre-write, which is not always the traditional sense of the word you learn in schools – it’s just me writing a paragraph under each chapter title to explain what happens in the chapter and whose POV it’s from, and I mark like Balto on tree bark any strand of thought or prop or character arc I want to carry over or change in the next chapter(s). For example, with Lost and Rewritten, I marked in each chapter’s pre-write (with blue letters) where I wanted to mention the Void detector, because it’s part of what Rose is noticing and what Rose is missing, and it’s basically a physical prop for why she is/isn’t seeing what’s really going on. It’s less about what the actual Void detector is telling her and more to show where Rose is at mentally after Doomsday. If that makes sense?
Anyway, that’s how I connect things! Notes. I used to just do whatever felt correct without Notes, but in my old age, a little more background direction is necessary.
Thanks so much for the kind words and for reading what I write!
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Just wanted to drop by and say Hi, hello, how are you and WELCOME! OMG OMG OMG THE MOMENT I READ YOUR POST I STARTED SHAKING OUT OF PURE HAPPINESS
I ABSOLUTELY LOVED YOUR "Puppet's Heart series" I even made sure to check for updates everyday after school ˙˚ʚ(´◡`)ɞ˚˙
I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY BUT AHHHHH IM JUST SO SURPRISED AND EXCITED TO SEE YOU HERE
You're one of and if not my TOP ONE favorite writer Im legitimately shaking rn while typing this
Sorry if i sound a little over dramatic but your series has given me something to look forward to everyday and might i say has been a source of inspiration for my own writing.
I might go into full details of what my thoughts are on the three parts of your series but ahhh if you don't want to hear that then please tell me to stfu hehe
Looking forward to what you have in store in the future, and thank you for creating one of the best masterpieces to have ever blessed my eyes and scara starved soul. ilyandthankyouforexistingmayyoubeblessedforalleternity
omgomgomg hiii
I am doing great rn (a bit tired bcz im going through a no-sleep period heh what can ya do)! How are you omg?? I'm just shocked I actually ran into somebody from ao3 here hahahah
giggling rn this was a bit unexpected
THANK YOU SM <333 I never know how to respond properly but I am so flattered that you like my writing! <333 And you're writing too? that's so exciting! Do you have any works posted or are you just writing in private for fun? Either way im ksgjskgjsklg happy to hear I could inspire you and that you consider my works well-written!!
I would actually love to read your thoughts in detail aghh its my fave thing to read SO PLS IF U EVER HAVE THE TIME-
HELP IM GIGGLING ACTUALLY THANK U SM FOR SAYING HI I DONT KNOW HOW TO ACT. Please stay healthy and take care and aaAAAAAA
I shall continue to write all the silly fics I can. Currently eying wriothesley a lot.... what if?' haha jk unless
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Uh hi. I've never done something like this before but all I wanted to do is that I wanted to tell you how incredible your works are. It's amazing and tbh it makes me inspired to try make works of my own which probably won't go well since I lack the courage and motivation. I'm sorry for what happened to you earlier with that person being so quick to assume but overall I just hope you're all cooled down from what happened earlier. That's all, I just came here to tell you that. I hope you're doing okay and healthy both physically and mentally/emotionally? . Also as a reminder, pls remember to stay hydrated and eat at least something don't starve ahaha. Uh yeah anyways hope you for the best. 💕💗
-Anon 💙 (uh I've never done this before so pls don't uh mention my mistakes if there's any. I didn't reread this—)
Hi hi pretty! ٩꒰｡•◡•｡꒱۶
Tags : talks abt depression, mentions of coping mechanisms, and basically the reason why i started writing here
Thank you so much for reading my works! You have no idea how much it means to me to know that i inspired someone to write; even if my image isn't looking the best rn- but that's one of the faces of being a writer of any kind.
As for the writing part. So, I've been on tumblr for over four years, reading for the first three and posting things in the past one. The first post i made was a post regarding a Bakugou work and it was nsfw. I was really scared cause it was the first time i had done something so bold and i lacked the courage for it but i really wanted to get my work out there. and cause i was determined to, i decided that i was gonna do it. it wasn't the best back then cause i had no sense of a writing style- and now that i think about it my writing style was cringe. i have the mind to take those works down, but that is a sign of how much i worked to get here. from barely making a 100 likes, i made 200, crossed 300 and so on and have a lot of followers as well.
but for me it was never about the likes or followers i got, it was all about what i wanted to do and there is a whole list of that - some of them being that i wanted to make something self indulgent (yes i still read my tears, your comfort esp aiku's part before sleeping on bad days and i'm making more works) or could be because i wanted to get an opinion out here as a way of expressing myself; but most of all it was creating content for you guys. Cause i know a lot of people comfort on tumblr. and when i wasn't doing so well in my later teen years, i took to tumblr to comfort cause it was healthy coping mechanism - and reading things here had always made my day. and i wanted to do that for someone.
I know that the first move always seems scary, there will be trips and stumbles along the way, there will be times when you feel sad about not getting likes or the drop in followers or have a rivaling author/ writer, times when you have your idea stolen- as it has happened with me before. but that shouldn't stop you; now my writing is purely for the purpose of self satisfaction and the itch of writing an idea that can make someone's day.
That's my motivation and rather than forcing an idea, it is best to let it come to you naturally and taking your time with it. Enjoy writing the fic and it really shows in your work. don't sweat the details, that comes with the more you practice. and if you need advice or writing tips come over to my side blog or ask away here. I'd be happy to help! (๑•͈ᴗ•͈)
As for how i'm doing? kinda sleepy. Happens when i'm emotionally stressed out or having my blood boil from something someone said. As for the anon, i got one sentence : jumped to conclusions too early and even tried to interrogate me And since i wasn't having any of it, cause i don't have to prove myself to anyone, i deleted it - like this person doesn't even know me and were quick to assume things abt me; and decided to sleep over the fic and move onto the next best thing - making more fics and enjoying it cause i am not gonna let someone behind an anon affect me ꒰✿ˊᗜˋ ꒱ ‹3
I had a sub sandwich with water and listened to ice cream by heiakim to cheer myself up ૮ ෆ ´ ˕ ` ෆ ა
i know this thing isn't permanent and it shall pass- but thanks for dropping in! Do you want an anon in case you want to come back an just rant or talk? whatever you want really ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ♡
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My multishipper ass strikes again - I found some Lavi/Wisely fanfics and like. Nice?
OK so imagine : Lavi and the boy that would become Wisely (we don't know the name he had when he was human so I'll just call him Wisely) met when they were something like 9 years old. Lavi had just begun to get the "Bookman have no heart" thing but like he's a kid. He has feelings. Lots of feelings. So he's kinda... Not okay? I mean he is okay but he's learning to not care and he would very much like the awfully detailed nightmares to stop.
For Wisely, well. We know nothing about his past except that as an adult he's homeless we know nothing of his childhood and most likely never will. so... He's just a normal kid? His parents aren't rich but they aren't poor either - they're just not often home. He likes to wander through hmm London? When he's bored. Which happens pretty often! Wisely is very curious about everything!
When they meet, Wisely is once again wandering and Lavi is... Aslo wandering since Bookman asked him to map the city by himself. Wisely is immediately intrigued by Lavi because he knows pretty much everyone here and Lavi is new! Also his age! Weird hair color! Weird clothes! An eyepatch! Wisely almost scares Lavi by harassing him with questions even before he knew his name. Lavi is startled but well! He has questions too!
They talk for hours while Wisely shows Lavi all the interesting alleys and interesting bars and everything. Wisely is awed by how much Lavi traveled! He himself never left London :( but the other countries Lavi is talking about seems awesome!
Being only nine and still pretty bad at not getting attached, Lavi likes Wisely à lot ! They're the same age but Wisely is so... Pure. He never saw anyone die or being tortured or raped or beheaded... He's so naive and innocent! It's refreshing. Lavi only ever sees awful things - but Wisely is nice. Warm.
Wisely is just happy to have a friend! He didn't have any before and Lavi is so cool! He knows so many things! He seems a bit sad too... But he seems pretty happy talking about all the spices in India right now. So that's okay?
Lavi doesn't gives Wisely the name he has now - it will change pretty soon anyway. He tells Wisely he has no name - which isn't untrue. Wisely thinks it's weird but cool! He'll just call Lavi "my friend" then! (no, Lavi doesn't have tears in his eye. Shut up, it's the first time he has been called friend) that's how Lavi gets a new name - one that Bookman will never know but that he'll always have - "friend".
Bookman and Lavi leave three weeks after. Lavi spent all of his free time with Wisely and they're both very sad to leave the only friend they ever had.
Then Wisely manages to get one of those... Carrier pigeons? You see what I mean. So that Lavi can still talk to him! (I know that Lavi and Bookman travel constantly so the pigeon wouldn't be able to find them - I just have no other way to keep them in contact! Wait are there phones in dgm - I don't remember. If yes, then they talk by phone, if not then it's by pigeon!) - I mean the thing is : they stay in contact.
Bookman obviously knows about this. He doesn't says anything because while being attached to Wisely is not good, Wisely isn't part of the record - of any record, really. The rule is to not get attached to stay unbiased : Lavi is unbiased. His friendship with Wisely doesn't affect his records, so Bookman let it keep going. When Wisely die, Bookman will say something like "I told you so" to Lavi and that will teach him to not get attached.
Anyway - they're friends. They talk as often as they can. Lavi has a lot to say about the countries he sees - he never says anything about the wars and the blood and the smoke. Wisely doesn't really haves anything interesting to say - he doesn't tells Lavi that his parents kicked him out when he reached 16 and that he lives on the streets now.
They're in love.
It happened naturally, even if they only see each other when Bookman has something to do in London, which doesn't happens often. It's a long-distance relationship. They talked about it once. Said I love you. Decided they were dating now and kept going just like before. Their relationship doesn't really changes - it just has a different name now. Lavi has a different name now. Wisely still calls him friend - but now he also calls him love. Lavi never had a true name before being "friend" and now he's also called "love". Those are pretty weird names. But he likes them.
Then Wisely disappears. He's 17. Eyes grew on his forehead and he killed two policemen. He forgot the boy with red hair and one green eye and two names - my friend my love.
Lavi is... Devastated. He's been in the Order for a while now. Writing to Wisely had been a beacon of light in this war he's forced to fight - he never wanted to fight. Only observe (he wasn't sure he wanted to observe). And now Wisely doesn't answers to his letters anymore. Oh, he knows why. He noticed that Wiselys' letters were always in poor shape - water and rain and dirt - he knew Wisely was homeless. He would never stop answering if he could help it - he's dead. It hurts. "Lavi" feels awful to hear, because he wants someone to call him by his true name (my friend my love) but he isn't here. Wisely is dead. Bookman has a "I told you so" face for two days but says nothing. Lavi feels colder (he doesn't cares about them why won't they leave him alone??) and angrier (why are they alive when Wisely isn't why is he this isn't fair). His heart feels empty - he remembers why he hates humans. And now, now he's fighting a war. To save humanity. And he hates it. Why are they here why is he here. He hates them.
Wisely is quite happy with his new-old family. Something is missing. Someone (red hair green eye gentle words letters about somewhere else I love y-) but no. No one is missing. All of the Noah are here and there was no one with him when he woke up except those two policemen - no one's missing.
Then Lavi and Bookman are captured.
Wisely isn't here right now - he's home a week after Lavi's and Bookman's arrival. Lavi's been tortured by Sheryl for a while. His master refuses to say anything, even if that might save Lavi. It hurts a bit, but he's used to it, and his body is more painful than his mind right now. It's distracting.
He's being tortured when Wisely walks in. He's been called to read Bookman's mind. He sees the other person. The redhead. He freezes.
He feels his own mind nagging at him and he feels himself in the redhead's mind and memories he shouldn't have (a weird crooked smile not used to being genuine, only one eye and questions about the other, the books he carried everywhere, warm lips on his forehead, "let me show you how to light a fire from scratch", little bits of happiness when everything was wrong, "you don't have a name? Then I'll just call you my friend!" "remember when I decided your name was my friend? Now your name is also my love", a low laugh and a grin, I love him I love him I love him I love him I love him I love him -) it hurts. He has a headache. And then he looks, really looks at the redhead (my friend my love-) and meets a sole wide eye that is still exactly the same green he remembers.
(Lavi recognizes him of course. Not the same hair, not the same skin color, eyes on his forehead - doesn't matter. It's Wisely)
(Wisely is so so so happy. It feels weird, feeling something so intense. But he loves him so much. He was wrong - someone was missing. Someone very important. But he's here now!)
(Tyki and Sheryl look at each other, dumbfounded. They never saw Wisely smile like that. And the Bookman junior looks star-struck. They know each other - but how? And what do they do now?)
(Wisely asks him if he still despises humans. Lavi laughs, almost chokes on blood, and keeps laughing. Of course he does! And Wisely asks him if he wants to stay with him - join the Noah. Everyone in the room is surprised. Lavi spend quite a time mourning Wisely - he's not letting him go now. He smiles with blood-stained teeth)
(Bookman thinks he should have burned the first letter Lavi sent to London)
#lavi bookman#lavi#lavi dgm#Dgm#d gray man#d. gray man au#d. gray man#wisely kamelot#You have no idea how much I love Dark!Lavi#Or just Noah!Lavi#(if you have any fics tell me pls I'm starving)#The order is fucked#And it'll be great#Dripping stardust
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LET'S DO THIS, so I'm rewatching The Hobbit for reasons (such as the voice of Richard Armitage, GDI RICHARD), and I need someone to write a thing for me. Here, have a sentence and run with it: "An elf just called me /pretty/."
So since tumblr expanded queue from 300 to 1000(?) I went deep into my drafts and scrolled thru a lot to collect as many pretty pictures to queue as possible.
I found… prompts that I started writing, and didn’t finish—because I had no idea where to go next, or whatever. my god,, this is from @maawi1253 ‘s old blog that tumblr ate. I don’t even remember what year this ask was sent 🤦♀️
anyway: long-overdue! pls don’t ask me where this was going. I’m amazed, with how my memory is now, that I was ever able to attempt lotr fic
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… this is such a stab in the dark, it’s been at least a decade and I haven’t even seen the Hobbit oh no // oh yes // oh wait I have the book
au where Bilbo also ends up in the cells because someone accidentally hit him over the head. also this is half book canon / half movie canon: in the book, the Company got lost on their way through Greenwood. hungry and with mostly knives for weapons, they came upon the Wood Elves in the midst of their feast, and thought they might approach them and beg for food. they tried to approach three times, and on the third time the Elves were annoyed enough to charm whoever had stepped forward first and take them prisoner. in the book, that unfortunate person was Thorin. this time, Thorin trips over Bilbo.
“An elf just called me pretty,” Thorin muttered in quiet shock.
“Well, you are,” someone muttered back from outside his cell in the dark. Master Baggins. It made him jerk in shock and splutter. “Sorry, sorry. Just felt appropriate.”
He felt a disconcerting mix of irritation and hilarity at that. It was funny, he had to admit, though Master Baggins had clearly spent too long a time with his nephews. How in the world was that an appropriate answer to a King? Not much of a King at the moment, he admitted wryly: exile, wanderer, now locked in one of Thranduil’s cells.
“Any idea how to get us out of here, Master Burglar?” he asked softly.
“I can’t very well walk through walls, now, can I?” the Hobbit hissed back, somewhat irritated. “I may have a thick skull and all that, yes, but next time I’ll thank you not to hit me over the head when I’m trying to help!”
Thorin cringed, feeling more than a bit guilty. He had, in their final attempt to approach the elves to beg for food, accidentally misjudged Bilbo’s position in the dark and taken the hobbit with him. “I’m sorry, Master Baggins,” he said quietly. “I’ll endeavour not to trip over you next time.”
The apology was sincerely meant, though he couldn’t quite help the teasing lilt to his last words. Then he thought better of himself and added, “Please believe me, it was completely unintended.”
A soft huff was the only answer he got for his efforts. He supposed maybe Bilbo had settled in to sleep after all – not that there was much else for them to do. At least they’d been fed.
But after a moment, the hobbit stirred again. “You didn’t tell the King where we were going.”
Thorin hummed noncommittally. “I said nothing that was not the truth.”
“But you believe he would try to stop you?”
Thorin shrugged, then remembered Master Baggins could not see him doing so. “I cannot say. The fewer people know of our quest, the safer we will be.”
“But of course, we’re safe as can be, here in the King’s cells,” Bilbo pointed out.
Thorin snorted. “Certainly, Master Baggins.”
“And what of the others?”
Another shrug. “I suppose they’ll end up here, sooner or later.”
Where else, after all, when they’d been starving and had few weapons among them? Hopefully sooner, as much as he hated the thought: at least in King Thranduil’s cells, they would not starve. What a way to end their quest!
“Thorin,” Bilbo spoke up again a moment later, an odd edge to his voice that immediately had the King eyeing the wall between them with apprehension.
“Yes?”
“Have you considered, well, actually telling them why we passed through Greenwood?” The hobbit barreled on, probably hoping to get as much of a justification out as he could before Thorin might cut him off: “It’s just that, well, Greenwood is a neighbouring kingdom, right? And an ally, potentially, to Erebor? I mean wouldn’t it be more pragmatic, you know, to –”
“Master Baggins,” Thorin interrupted him – gently.
“Hm?”
“Master Baggins, there is a great deal of our people’s history you do not know. There is a longstanding disagreement between the Elves of Greenwood and the Dwarves of Erebor.”
“Yes, well, how longstanding?”
Thorin stopped short. “I don’t – know. That is a question for Balin, if anyone remembers still.”
“Then why hold on to it?”
Thorin smiled thinly. “Because you can be sure King Thranduil remembers, though I’d rather not ask him. When the dragon came to lay waste to Erebor, you can be sure the elves were not there to help us when we asked.”
“Oh.”
If he thought that was the end of it, Thorin was sadly mistaken.
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*interestingly, also in book canon, the conflict between Greenwood Elves and Dwarves has absolutely nothing to do with Thorin’s line, either.
#maawi#maawi1253#where the f@^% was I even going with this tho#lotr#the hobbit#thorin oakenshield#bilbo baggins
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Christmas Surprises
Merry Christmas, friends!!!!!!! Even if you don't celebrate the holiday, I hope today is full of happiness. I also hope I can contribute to the cheer with this little fic. Don’t worry, I'll say this now, there is no angst, I wouldn't do that to you today.
Or would I?
Jkjk… not not… maybe there’s a little. Maybe…
Quick note- I headcanon Simon had a bad drinking problem a year after The Battle of Galton (trying to forget the AoA and “be happy” ya know?) that lasted 4 years (there's been a few relapses since then and it got bad again after Supernova and lasted for no more than a year - not counting the ‘accidents’ once in a while) Just so y'all know. There's also another character in one of the parts that's said to have a problem… you'll understand why Hugh reacts the way he does…
Ok so maybe a little angst…. hehe……
In all seriousness, I am in no way making fun of anyone with an actual drinking problem. I understand it is a serious addiction. This is a work of fiction and is no way tied to anyone with it, anything otherwise is a complete coincidence.
I hope you enjoy this Humon with a little Nodian fic today.
LOVE YOU ALLLLLLL
Tagging (pple who were on my rsw one+a few others- comment or dm me if you would like to be added/removed): @obsidianfr3sk @greenalmond @galaxy-creationz @healing-winston-pratt @deprivedmusicaljunkie @unorganisedbookshelf @honey-hippie-harper @blub3rrysoda @kenmas-hair-dye @justsomerandomficsforrenegades @/other mutuals or/and fans who are interested!
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Holidays in Galton were really the biggest thing. Yes, families would visit others and eat what food they had. Some families indulge a little too much and starve until the next paycheck comes though, sometimes it never does. Then those families would never be heard from again.
It wasn’t a surprise anymore.
But there were different surprises during the Christmas season.
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Hugh and Simon - Age: 9
“Don’t be dumb, it would cause a lot of attention. Your Dad would never.” Simon scoffed. Not that he would love to see a tree when he came over to Hugh’s, but it wasn’t smart. A tree meant you had money, money meant you were going to get robbed.
He didn't want Hugh to get robbed. He liked his friend.
Hugh frowned, “It would look cool,” he defended and Simon rolled his eyes, “I bet you’ll look cool dead.”
“That doesn’t even make sense.”
“It would if you’d stop being dumb.”
“I'm not dumb. My mom used to say I'm very smart for my age.”
“Your dumb and I’m leaving.”
Simon took it back. He didn't like his friend very much when he was dumb.
Hugh stumbled on his words and reached out to him in an attempt to make Simon stay, “Wait- No! D-don’t leave. Pl- please.” Simon sat back down next to him. Hugh’s floor was carpeted. His house didn't have any carpet so it was a nice change. Simon stuck his tongue out and Hugh copied him.
The two stared at each other for a few seconds before Hugh smiled. When Hugh smiled, so did Simon, then Hugh laughed and Simon did too. The anger went away immediately as they laughed together.
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They had migrated outside to lay on the grass. It was a little wet but neither boy cared, they were both bundled up because Hugh’s Dad said that if they went outside in the cold they would die.
Simon didn’t want to die and assumed Hugh didn't either from how fast he put on his sweater and beanie. Simon left some back up clothes for himself in Hugh’s closet but still stole a sweater. Hugh was a little bigger than him so he could curl up in it.
So outside they roughhoused for a little while before Hugh stopped them saying that he was too strong for Simon. Simon was a little hurt. He was small but not that small. Hugh said that he would tell him later.
It was later and laying on the grass when Hugh turned to him and blurted out, “I'm a prodigy.”
Simon blinked at him and didn’t say anything. Hugh sat up, playing with his hands, “I was born one. I- I can't get hurt or feel any pain. Mom said I'm industrial or something. I’m strong too. Like really really strong. It's why I did't wanna wrestle anymore, it can be hard to control when I'm not paying attention and I don't wanna hurt you.”
Simon sat up slowly to be next to him, this was surely a surprise, “Indestructible,” he whispered.
Hugh made a noise of confusion and Simon chuckled, “For someone that ‘smart for their age’, you should know that the word is indestructible… not industrial.”
Hugh rubbed his face, “I have more worries than my wording. Like making sure you don't start running screaming ‘monster’ or something…”
Simon whacked him but Hugh was unfazed. Hmm.. indestructible. Simon would definitely have fun with that later.
“Dummy, I'm one too. Surprised you haven’t caught on. I'm not exactly the best at hiding it.”
Hugh gaped at him, “A prodigy?”
The boy nodded, “Yeah, I wasn't born with it though. I only have it for like… 2 years, I think.”
Hugh smiled at the news, and that his friend wasn’t scared of him… that he was like him. Hugh has never met another prodigy but his mom but she's been dead for a long time and his dad sucked butt and was very unhelpful in this area of life.
“So what can you do?!” Hugh put all his attention on his friend who was blushing not meeting his eyes anymore, “It's not as cool as being strong and indestructible.”
Hugh scoffed, “And I’m the dummy. Being strong isn't exactly exciting. It's not like I could use it without breaking things. I'd rather fix them.”
Simon hesitated, “... I- I can be invisible,” he whispered.
Hugh’s eyes immediately widened and he basically yelled in excitement, “INVISIBLE!”
Simon launched forward to cover his friend’s loud mouth, knocking them both down.
“Shut up! I don't wanna die!” Simon whispered aggressively.
“Sorry,” Hugh whispered back, “Can you show me?”
Simon glared at him but Hugh smiled and he wasn’t angry anymore. Hugh was just a person that one couldn’t stay mad at. At least to him.
“Let's go back into your room,” Simon answered, being cautious was the key to survival nowadays.
When they went inside and took off their slightly damp clothes Simon asked Hugh, “Do you get cold.”
Hugh laughed, “Not easily, actually.”
Simon snorted, “Then why did your dad say we-you were going to die? And why did you listen?”
Hugh shrugged, “Because he’s dumb and drunk and dumb.”
“Your dumber.”
Hugh threw a shoe at him, barely missing his chest, “I guess I also didn’t want you to suspect anything before I told you. I wanted it to be a surprise.”
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Hugh and Simon - Age: 17
Apparently one neighborhood in the city had them for the first time in forever and Simon wanted to see them. He didn’t know when he’d ever get the chance again. The rest of the ragtag team of wanna be heroes said no to Simon when he asked each of them to come with him to see some Christmas lights. Yeah it was cold, wet, and far but… Christmas lights! Evander and Georgia said they needed to patrol somewhere and Kasumi invited herself to go with them when Simon asked. Tamaya just outright said no.
Simon didn’t even have to drag Hugh out to see some lights. He just said he wanted to go and Hugh started putting on his shoes immediately, Simon didn't even have to ask.
Now that was a real friend right there.
But Hugh was hungry. By the time they got bundled up they left right away, they forgot to eat. It took awhile for Hugh to understand that he just couldn’t go out into the cold winter in a muscle tank no matter how he protested. Yes, he didn’t get cold like a normal person but he would look like a prodigy. It's what everyone's mind went to at anything considered not normal or ordinary. Or that he was on lots and lots of drugs. Simon didn't want either and when he explained that Hugh finally gave in. Mostly because of the drugs. Hugh hated drugs with a passion and when he caught Simon smoking once, it calmed his nerves, but Hugh nearly had a heart attack and was very passive-aggressive for a couple days. Simon knew the reaction was because of his dad, may his soul rest in- nope, bullshit he can rot, so Simon never tried it again.
So here they were at some food truck that was a few blocks away from the street with the lights. They ordered food that seemed to take the least preparation and human contact. After they ordered, Hugh paid while Simon got a table. That's how it usually was because sometimes Simon got nervous and if he flickered invisible in front of the wrong person that would be very bad.
Hugh came back with the food, or a mutation of some kind that would take over their bodies the second they consumed it.
“Bon Appétite…" Hugh said with a strained smile on his face, seeing how Simon's lip curled in disgust, Hugh sighed, “We paid for it so… we have to eat it." He then gave Simon the wallet, which he put in the small bag he brought.
So they did. It tasted a little better than it looked. A little.
A few moments later Hugh decided to stop Simon's little heart.
“Do you wanna get a girlfriend, Si?” Hugh said picking at the abomination the seller tried to say was food. It was from a truck that was definitely not up to code. It's what they could afford though, so they just had to eat it. Or starve… which was tempting.
Simon coughed, but tried to play it off as swallowing wrong, “Girls are gross.”
Hugh’s reaction was weird, he almost seemed happy at Simon's lock of love interests. But then he looked down at his food, Hugh opened and closed his mouth a few times. “What- What a- about… a b-boyfriend,” he finally stuttered.
Simon bit his lip harder than he meant to, he tasted the copper but that was the least of his worries at the moment, “Are you saying that in a good way or bad?”
Hugh glanced up at him, a small smirk on his face, “Good.”
Simon matched his attempt of a smile. His stomach was churning, but the fear was gone.
Stupid street food messing with him.
He shrugged, “Then boys are gross too.”
Hugh nodded, “Yeah, you don't- we don't need girlfriends.... Or boyfriends. We can be best friends forever.”
Simon nodded, his stomach still doing flips, “Yeah… just us. Forever. I’d like that”
“I like it too.”
Stupid fucking street food.
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So the lights were apparently just a rumor. A trap for families to get robbed when they came.
When a couple of the guys, all dressed like a pimp from a movie, pulled guns on them, Simon knew there were no lights. He got his hopes up for no reason.
Simon put his hands up slowly, keeping eye contact with Hugh, mentally telling him to do the same. Hugh may be indestructible but Simon wasn't. They needed to think this one through and not muscle their way out of them. Meaning Hugh. He would need to chill for a second.
They went to pat Hugh down but they saw the fucking bag Simon had on him.
Yeah, muscling their way out of it is what they had to do. The second one man touched Simon Hugh became the great and strong Captain Chromium everyone either loved or feared.
Simon helped a bit but Hugh whopped them like he was their mama. Maybe would have done worse if Simon had not grabbed Hugh and ran. They were outnumbered and out weaponed, it was a matter of time before their luck ran out.
They ran for many blocks, they lost count after the third.
Hugh stopped and Simon did with him.
“Yo-you think w-were far eno-enough a-away?” Simon said breathlessly, trying to even out his breath so he didn’t start having a panic attack.
Hugh answered after a moment of heavy breaths, “I sure as hell hope so.”
He then sat down, patting the ground next to him invitingly.
“That's very unsanitary, Hugh.”
“Sit the fuck down. You look like you're gonna faint.”
So Simon did, Hugh would’ve wrestled him to the ground, nevertheless. Simon didn't need that in public.
There was a few minutes of silence before Simon sighed, “I'm sorry…” Hugh put all his attention on him, “what for?”
“I should’ve known that it was a trap. Lights. In this Galton. I’m so stupid.“ Simon scoffed.
Hugh stared at him, “That's just dumb.“ Simon threw his hands up, “I KNOW!“ Hugh laughed and shook his head, “No. You thought this was your fault. I came too, willingly, to the same place. Shouldn’t have I known too“
“But-’’
“Shush. No buts.”
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Simon being unhappy about not seeing any lights was simply not going to work. Hugh had seen some… interesting places while out on patrols so he had a place in mind to cheer him up.
“Surprise!” Hugh smiled, doing little jazz hands.
Though it was meant to cheer Simon up, it actually broke his heart for a moment.
“Hugh, you brought me to a… strip club.”
Hugh grinned, they were on a rooftop, the street was a no-no with the prostitutes and druggies that prayed on the men -and women- that passed by. Not that it was shameful, it was just these ones were determined and relentless… Hugh knew from experience.
Simon looked around again, “Multiple.” He scoffed, “This might cheer you up,” he looked at Hugh with a little betrayal, not that it was his business. He didn't own him, they had no claim to each other, Hugh was a partially a grown man with grown men… needs. It was fine.
“But this isn't my idea of fun,” he finished, feeling a little sick.
Hugh’s smile disappeared, “No! I- I’ve never gone inside! Not my idea of fun either.”
“Then why are we here? I don't feel like having my virginity taken today.”
“THE LIGHTS!” Hugh said aggressively, “I thought you’d enjoy some knockoff strip lights.”
Simon turned back to the street. All the different clubs were lit up, it was pretty in some type of way.
“Oh.”
“Yeah, ‘oh’,” Hugh laughed, standing next to him, “I know they're not as pretty as the ones you were envisioning but… they’re lights.”
Simon crashed into Hugh unexpectedly, hugging him, “I love it.”
Hugh hugged him back and that's when Simon knew he couldn’t hide anymore.
“I lied when I said I didn't want love. That it was gross.”
Hugh pulled back, perplexed and a little uncomfortable, “Do you want to go inside? I don’t know if they’d let you in but-”
“Oh my god, Hugh. NO! Neither of us are going into the club.” Simon laughed and Hugh did too, though he was a little strained, “Then what did you mean? Why’d you lie?”
Simon buried his face into his friend's chest, “I meant I’m in love with someone. I just didn't want you to know.”
Hugh frowned to himself, “Why? You're my best friend so unless it was Ace Anarchy or any of the Anarchists, I'm pretty sure I would approve.”
Simon looked up at him, his eyes wide and full of… love.
Hugh of course just thought he was being cute, per usual, “You can tell me, Si.”
Simon just blinked up at Hugh and hugged him tighter.
Hugh stared back, waiting for an answer… if there ever was one.
Simon sighed, going on his toes and kissing him on the cheek.
Oh
Oh my god
“I hope my surprise is as good as yours.” Simon said, his smile mischievous.
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Hugh and Simon: Age- 28
Being a Council member usually required going to bed late and waking up early. Naturally, when they had a break they loved to sleep in.
But they couldn’t.
“Papa! Dad! Come on! WAKE UP!” Adrian yelled the second their room door was opened. Hugh groaned and Simon put the blanket over his head.
There was a little pitter-patter of small feet before they felt the bed dip.
Adrian tried to pull on the blanket to reveal Simon's face but he wasn’t having it, “Papa, come on, it's Christmas!”
“10 more min- hours…” Simon groaned, Adrian had freed him but Simon grabbed him, pulling him down to cuddle. Adrian wiggled free after a few minutes and went to try and fully wake Hugh.
“Daddy, can you wake up?” Adrian asked, poking his face. Simon snorted and grumbled, “Why does he get a calm awakening.”
Adrian just ignored him and kept poking Hugh’s face until he responded, “Ok. Ok, I’m up.”
Hugh sat up, knowing that fighting Adrian was useless. The kid was relentless.
He pulled his son into his lap, “How about we let Papa sleep for just a little bit longer? We wanna have a good Christmas, right?” He false-whispered, loud enough for Simon to hear.
“I totally agree,” He mumbled back, thankful for his husband's gratitude
“But Daddy-'' Adrian started but Hugh cut him off, “If we don't let him sleep he’ll be grouchy, tired, slow, irrit- Hey!” Hugh yelped when Simon hit him with a pillow.
“Go make breakfast.”
“Hey, Adrian, let's make breakfast.”
Adrian giggled as Hugh lifted him up and over his shoulder.
“BYE PAPA!” He yelled as they left the room.
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“Is everyone ready to go!” Simon yelled. Despite being the last one up, the other two guys were the last ones ready.
“I CAN'T FIND MY SHOES!” Adrian yelled from his room. Simon sighed and made his way toward his son. He passed the office, catching his husband looking at some papers.
Oh, hell to the no. NOT today. “If you don't exit this office by the time I come back you're gonna regret marrying me.”
Hugh set the papers down with a deep and loving, exaggerated, sigh, “Baby, I could never, ” he smiled, playing the innocent role. Simon just rolled his eyes and walked to his son’s room.
“Ok, darling, where did you put them la- They are literally right here!” Simon pointed to the shoes next to his bed.
“Oops, sorry papa.” Adrian began putting his shoes on and Simon spotted a wrapped square, about the size of a laptop, on Adrian's desk, “Adrian, what's this?”
Adrian glanced at him, then shot up, “Don't open it!” He rushed over, not caring that one of his shoes wasn’t tied yet, “You can look yet. It's not present time.” Adrian grabbed the square, tucking under his arm, and rushed both of them out.
“Come on. We're gonna be late!” Adrian said, ushering his dads to the door. Simon stopped moving, fighting against Adrian's pushes, “Oh I’m sorry. Am I taking too long?”
“YES!”
Simon moved forward unexpectedly, making Adrian jolt forward and crash into his back. Adrian stared at him, opened mouth, but there was a slight lingering smile.
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Since Max was in his quarantine, the last two Christmases had been at Renegades headquarters. It felt wrong not being there for his son, though he was only two and probably hadn't grasped the concept of the holiday. The rest of the family completely understood and was onboard with it.
Their lead scientist and doctors have yet to find some type of solution to get Max to control his powers. Until then, Simon was content watching Hugh hold him up to the glass. Simon would hold his son sooner or later, he believed it with all his heart.
They had set up a curtain around them for privacy, since they were in the center of HQ and training mats on the floor, which is where they were sitting. There were a couple of bean-bags and pillows too. Someone, probably Evander, had put up some old Christmas lights. The presents were piled in a corner.
It was dingy but perfect.
“Can you say it again? You said it a few days ago!” Tamaya said, her voice slightly pitched to mimic a baby. Hugh was sitting against the glass bringing Max as close as comfortably possible. He had said Tamayas name, not Maya or Tam, but her whole name a few days ago when she walked past. Max just wiggled, trying to escape Hugh’s arms, his attention on getting a dropped toy a few feet away.
“Oh, give it a rest. He’ll say it when he does.” Evander laughed. Tamaya whipped around and threw a candy at him, which Adrian, who was sitting in his lap, surprisingly caught, “Oh shut it! If he wasn't in there he would have all but teleported to you.”
Evander sighed and sat back more, “It's not my fault I'm just beloved by all.”
This time the candy hit him straight in the face. Adrian grabbed it before Evander could and stuffed it into his mouth.
Simon put his attention on his husband with their child. Hugh had stolen a handful, which was a lot given the massive size of his hands, of gummies and was teasing Max with them. Hugh was holding it a little above his head and Max was trying his best to jump and get it.
It was cruel yet cute.
“Is it present time?” Adrian said when Kasumi whispered something definitely not present related in his ear. Unsurprisingly she was the first to answer, “I think it's about time!” They two passed out presents for a few minutes, Hugh came out of the quarantine to grab his and Max’s.
Everyone was opening presents and Tamaya left and came back with a pack of seasonal canned beer and hot chocolate.
It was seasonal beer. One just couldn't get it any other time, but despite all Simon erges, all it took was one begging and pained look from Hugh had him sipping on a hot chocolate moments later. They both knew too well that once he started he couldn’t stop and he couldn't ruin today. No one else knew yet so Simon could only try to ignore the pack that was within his reach, so goddamn close he could sneak one with no one knowing, until Hugh asked it to be moved far away from ‘Adrian’.
Other than that the day was going really well. Hugh was trying to get a toy out of its case for Max, but was struggling. It was hilarious. He didn't wanna rip it open in fear of breaking it so the team just watched him get red faced at the zip ties that would snap open.
“Can someone please hand me something sharp?!” Hugh laughed with an edge of embarrassment in his voice. Kasumi did her best to put on a straight face, “I think you're doing ju-,” she snorted but swallowed down a full laugh, “I think you're doing just great, Cap,” he squeaked before laughing, the rest of them following suit.
“Hey, Max, we should run away and start a new, better family!” Hugh groaned. Max just continued sitting across from him, waiting for his toy. Evander sighed, “this is getting sad now.” he sighed with a hint of a smile on his face, “here, Hugh,” he smiled, holding out a pocket knife.
Hugh looked at him from his side of the glass, flabbergasted, “you had that the whole time.”
“Yup,” Evander nodded like it was no big deal, “You need it?” Hugh growled, “I actually hate you,” and went through the door.
There was a scare when Max tried to follow his dad, or more his toy out, then turned invisible when all the adults jumped up and yelled something along the lines of “No!” and “Stay there!” they all stayed perfectly still, not trying to scare Max anymore.
There was a heartbreaking sound of sniffles that broke their hearts. Hugh reentered the quarantine, trying to look for his son.
“We're sorry, baby, come out. Come to daddy.” Hugh belts down slowly, extending his arms, waiting.
There were a few agonizing seconds before Hugh had a surprise look on his face and he wrapped his arms around something that couldn’t be seen.
Hugh kissed Max, on the head it seemed, “Are you ok, Darling?”
“Y-you a-ll sc-scary m-m-me.” Max sniffed and Hugh pulled him closer. Simon went up to the glass, “We’re sorry, Honey. So sorry.”
Hugh tickled the boy, causing a little laugh, ”Daddy!” he squealed.
“Can I see you now? I wanna see your laughing face. Not a sad invisible one.” Hugh said, not letting up on the boy.
Adrian ran up to the glass next to Simon, his mysterious gift in hand, “If you go un-invisible, you can see the present.” There was a little moment before they saw Max again. He ran, or more like waddled over to them. He clapped his hands, “Open! Open!”
Adrian sat down on the mat and everyone else followed suit, except Max who was leaning on the glass between them.
“It’s actually for you Daddy and Papa,” he said to Max, handing it over to Simon, “I wanted to save it for last because it's the best.”
“I bet it is,” Simon said, carefully removing the wrapping. He gasped when he saw it. He then held it up for Hugh to see and he smiled down at his son.
“Oh, Adrian, Honey, it's perfect.” Simon was not going to cry. Not right now. No. No tears. No matter how cute this painting was.
It was a framed painting of their family, including Evander, Tamaya, and Kasumi with her cat around a christmas tree. The boy's talent never ceases to amaze him, he seemed to get better with every doodle.
It was really good, like good enough to sell. NOT that anyone would ever, but it was that good. Everyone could tell he put a lot of time and effort into it and that was a gift in itself.
“And look,” Adrian said pointing to the top of the tree, “Mommy’s the angle on top of the tree.”
It was crying time now.
Simon used one arm to pull his son into a hug and the other to wipe his tears, “We are going to hang this up the second we get home.”
Adrian looked up at him, “Can we hang it here? So everyone knows that we are a big family? We can hang it right there, Papa,” he pointed to a spot on the wall of Max’s quarantine that would allow anyone who walked by to see it. “I think that's a great idea, Honey.”
They gave the picture to Hugh who hung it up in a matter of minutes.
Adrian cuddled next to Simon again, “Did I surprise you, Papa?”
“Yes, you did. In the best way.
“Good! I know you love surprises!”
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Hugh and Simon: Age- 37
Adrian sucked on his teeth, not knowing how to start this conversation. Yes, his Dads and Nova made their peace and were civil but allowing someone to work in the same building and spending a holiday dinner together was very different.
But Adrian knew Nova would be alone. Everyone she used to be with was either dead or incarcerated for the time being. It was sad. Nova said that she was fine, that holidays haven’t been a big thing to her since her parents died. That was even sadder.
He convinced Nova to at least have a holiday dinner with him and his family… if his dads allowed. That was actually Nova’s ultimatum. She had to get a nice personal invite. From one of his dads.
So that meant actually asking and not just telling her they said yes and surprising everyone when he told them she was coming.
He was going to ask Simon first, but he was nursing his fourth cup of wine today. Simon had only been up an hour, he had slept in late from the hangover from yesterday. Adrian could tell from his slurred good afternoon that he obviously was not fully recovered but was pumping more into his system. It scared him but he learned not to ask questions. He knew Pops would get better, he had before. At least he hoped he knew that.
So it was up to Hugh.
All on Dad.
Yay.
Adrian shamefully lingered outside the home office waiting to hear his Dad’s voice get off the phone. When that did happen he knocked fast so he wouldn’t chicken out.
“Come in,” Hugh's deep voice called and Adrian eased up a bit. This was his dad. It’s not like Hugh would do anything bad.
Adrian peaked his head in before stepping fully into the room.
Hugh looked up at him, “What’s up kid.”
“Ok two things…” Adrian took in a deep breath, “Can.. um..”
Hugh raised an eyebrow, silently questioning him.
He let the break go, spewing everything out, “CanNovaspendChristmasdinnerwithusbecuaseshehasnowhereelsetogo?”
Hugh blinked at him, “I only heard Nova and Christmas dinner, kid. I'm guessing you asked if she could celebrate it with us?”
Adrian nodded slowly, “Yeah… she's got no one.”
Hugh frowned, guilt taking over his facial features. “Ahh. Then... of course.”
“Really?”
“Yes,” Hugh smiled, making Adrian relax.
Adrian smiled, but it vanished with a tainted thought, “It's not a pity thing, right? You actually want her here?” Adrian knew that if Nova sensed she was here out of pity she would leave without another word.
Hugh sighed, “No. I would never. If you two are going to rebuild your relationship… then Simon and I should also get more comfortable with her too.”
Adrian smiled again, “Thanks, Dad.”
“Anytime, kiddo. You said there were two things? What was the second?”
Adrian opened his mouth but stopped himself. He wanted to tell Hugh that Simon had found the wine and beer Hugh had cleared out of their alcohol cabinet and hid in the garage until he could find time to donate it someplace where someone wouldn’t abuse it. But Simon found it and was currently passed out on the couch.
Hugh’s smile waiver and Adrian didn’t want it either. Not right now.
“Um… I forgot.” He said before leaving his Dad to his work.
Adrian could donate the rest of the alcohol himself right now, actually.
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Few days later
Hugh had made Simon go to bed directly after dinner. Hugh saw how he swayed in his seat and ate really slowly at dinner. Hugh had gone through this before, it was futile for Simon to even think Hugh wouldn’t notice.
Simon will be sober tomorrow. Hugh would make damn sure of it.
He giggled uncontrollably when Hugh took off his clothes, Simon opened his legs and parted his lips, waiting for him. Usually Hugh wouldn’t hesitate to do whatever Simon wanted in this position. But Simon didn’t know what he wanted right now… not fully and Hugh respected his husband.
Hugh helped Simon into his pajamas and then into bed.
He sighed and went to walk out the room. He made it to the base of their bed before Simon noticed he was leaving, “wait!” Simon's voice cracked, he tried to sit up but gave up quickly, “you're not going to cuddle?”
Hugh sighed, “Not while you're like this. I'll be back when you're asleep.”
Simon looked like he wanted to say something else but just cuddled up with the blankets.
And Hugh left.
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Next Morning
“You're not going to drink at all today. You hear me?” Hugh said from his side of the counter. Simon was slightly hungover but it was manageable, “Loud and clear,” he said, putting a finger to his temple.
Simon eyed his coffee with distaste, “Didn’t you get rid of anything that would make me feel good anyway? How can I drink what's not there?” Simon ended with a slight laugh. Hugh sighed even deeper, “I know you have your stashes, wherever they are. Just… don’t”
“I don't have a stash.”
Hugh stared into Simon's eyes. Simon saw the anger and pain filling his husband’s, “I'm not going to get into this right now because I don't wanna ruin the day, but don’t you dare lie to me,” Hugh said in a low tone, aggressively, “Not now, not ever.”
It was almost worse than actual yelling.
Simon looked back down at his coffee, “I’m sorry.”
“I know.”
“I’m trying.”
Hugh said nothing and Simon looked back at him, “I really am.”
Hugh nodded, “I've seen you try harder. Way, way, harder.”
They both sighed and Hugh made his way to the other side of the counter, giving his husband a lingering kiss on the forehead, “I love you… I’m gonna wake the kids now.”
Simon blew on his coffee. He will be good today. He just had too.
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Later that day
Nova at the Everhart-Westwood mansion arrived 5 minutes before she actually had to and debated sitting out in the snow. Honey had always told her to be a little late. That it was ‘fashionable’.
But the bus there was faster than she planned for and she forgot that the security thing scanned her.
So here she was.
Nova hadn’t mentally prepared herself for this yet.
Not that it was too hard. Just awkward.
Even more awkward since Nova presented the bottle of wine to she brought as a peace offering. She looked up what the best gift was for adults and wine was number one.
Apparently it wasn't?
Max was the one to meet her at the door and took it instantly. He said hello before running off with it.
Adrian presented himself next and Nova smiled at him, “I think your brother has gone off to get drunk?”
Adrian cocked his head, “What?”
“I- uh, brought some wine for your Dads but he just… dipped?”
Adrian chuckled humorlessly, “oh yeah… I don't wanna lie… so he’s probably dumping it out.”
Nova blinked, “Why?” She said slowly.
“There's a bit of a problem in our house right now. We don't want to… encourage it.”
Nova covered her mouth, “Oh shit? I'm so sorry,” she bit her lip, “Simon?” Adrian nodded, “How'd you know?” She clicked her tongue, “Honey… um… talked about… karma and irony… a while back. I didn't pay much attention but did get enough to hear that he had some sort of problem…”
Adrian helped Nova remove her jacket. She could’ve easily don't it herself but didn't mind the help, “Karma and irony? I get the karma part, looking at it through the eyes of a villain… but irony?” Adrian questioned.
“Yeah, it was ironic because she said that he and the rest of the council would get on her for being drunk during the Age of Anarchy years and a little after the battle. After that we just couldn’t afford it so she was forced to stop. Then the tabloids got news of it and… I heard it was a big thing.”
Adrian sighed, “It was really bad. He had to go away for a few months to this… institute. It worked, though. But Hugh is… he ignored it too long last time and is acting faster and better this time.” Adrian smiled, “He is hell bent on making sure Simon doesn't get the bad again…”
Nova sighed, “Aww,” Adrian gave her a puzzling look, “it's romantic in a sort-of sad way,” she defended.
“I guess it is.”
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Dinner was fun. One of the funnest in a while. The awkwardness disappeared with Max’s help. The kid is like a happiness ray. Constantly making things better with just a few words.
The kids were currently playing some video games. Hugh tried it out but he’d never really been good at those things and lost pretty badly.
He went out into the backyard to get some air. It was so cold he could see his breath but it's not like it fazed him.
It fazed Simon though, “Holy- Ah!”
Hugh turned with a smile on his face to the love of his life.
“I was gonna make this a nice moment. You know, but damn. It's cold.” Simon groaned from inside. Hugh laughed, “Winter tends to do that, Love.”
Simon rolled his eyes, “Stay here,” he pointed and Hugh raised his hands in surrender, “staying.”
Simon ran off into the house and Hugh’s eyes followed as long as they could.
He loved it when Simon was like this.
Happy. Funny. Adorably stupid.
Sober.
Roughly five minutes later he heard Simon open the door from behind him. Simon sat directly on Hugh’s lap, who had moved to sit at the lounge table, never mind it was covered with snow. Then placed a cardboard box at their feet. Hugh looked at the box then back at Simon, who just stared back at him, “well, are you going to tell me what's in the box?”
Simon nodded, “I'm about to do something I'll probably regret later when I'm feeling down but… it’s what's best. For me, our family. For us.”
Hugh had a slightly concerned look on his face but stayed silent, letting Simon speak, “Our second guest bedroom. No one ever goes in there. And certainly not in the walk in closet where my, what I stupidly thought was secret, box of booze was.” Simon gestured to the box on the ground and Hugh wanted nothing more than to crush it and it’s contents, but Simon continued, “It was the perfect place to hide while… I didn't want you to see because I know just seeing me drink hurts you more than me being unresponsive. I know why, ‘cuz of you-know-who… so I hide but then I'm alone and I spiral and-” Simon paused , closing his eyes, trying to stop the tears from coming, “I almost ruined us last time. I fought every ounce of help anyone tried to give me because I was convinced that I was ok. Not the best but I didn't see what you guys saw. I was coping very… very badly an- and I'm doing it again.”
Hugh kissed away a few tears that trailed down his husband's face, “I promise you I will not let it get bad again. It's only been a few months. You’re not gonna end up like him. I can-”
“It's not all on you though,” Simon interrupted, “I don't wanna just be sober just for a holiday. Last time I only got better because I chose too. I need to choose the right path too, I can't rely on you every time. That's part of what nearly broke us. I need to do it. I know you'll help, I couldn't do it all without you, but I need to do some by myself.”
Hugh nodded along, “That- I can do that. I’ll let you… do you. With some slight hovering. And you're doing so well today. You could've gone to your hideout but you didn’t. You could have kept it a secret but you didn't. But… Why did you bring the box down?”
“I wanna make fairy lights in a bottle type thing. With fake flowers and leaves They are so pretty and I've always wanted to do my own.”
“I’m not following, Darling…”
Simon got up and opened the box, plucking a bottle from the many in there, “Well, they need to be empty right.”
“Still not following,” Hugh snapped, getting a little mad seeing the dreadful bottle in his husband’s hand.
Simon pulled a corkscrew from the box and walked a few steps away, opening it. He then tipped it and it spilled over the grass, painting the snow red.
He walked back over and set the empty glass in Hugh’s hands, “I know that I'll undoubtedly get more. I'm not gonna get better in a single day… but a day is still a day. Because that day will lead to another day soon. And another and so on. I'm willing to keep taking those days. For Adrian and Max. They shouldn't grow up scared and worried for me like you did to your dad.” Simon picked up another one, using the table to open it, “You shouldn't have to see him when you look at me. You don't deserve that.”
He raised the bottle in a ‘cheers’ motion, “Here's to day by day, my love,” he smiled and tipped it over.
That's how it went for a while. Simon would grab a bottle or two, open it and dump it out. Then walk back, hand it to Hugh, who would set it on the table beside him… and the cycle would repeat.
They didn't say anything more. They were done for the night.
It didn’t matter how much time it took.
All that mattered at the moment was Simon healing.
And he looked beautiful doing it.
The lights that covered the house reflected off him like he was some angle. Far from it but in Hugh’s eyes, it was he was. When Simon would hand him another empty bottle he would smile. He was so proud of himself and Hugh was too.
He deserved to be. Tonight he was doing what some would say near impossible.
For him, Simon was doing the impossible.
So yeah, it took a while, who cares. Simon did it.
When Simon reached down to not find any bottles left he started crying. Not exactly in happy or sad tears. Just tears.
He did it all by himself, but with Hugh right there.
He did it.
Simon took his place on his husband's lap again. He evened out his breathing before looking up at Hugh, who whipped away his tears with his thumb, “Love, soon.. At least I hope I'm going to surprise you by waking up level headed, by my own accord, and giving you a big fat kisses all over your face,” he sniffled, “I’m gonna get better and I'm gonna do that.”
“Simon, my heart… My love, that will be one of the greatest surprises in a long time.”
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh.
Well i hope i brought something to the table today.
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Kakashi x reader and instead of team 7 its now y/n tryna see whats under the mask and eventually she just asks and he actually reveals it adfhsjjs
Can I please get rat dad Ging being seduced by a younger woman who refuses to take “no” for an answer until he finally gives her what she wants? NSFW please! 💖
ok so please don't feel pressured to write this birthday imagine 🥺 i know u have a lot of requests rn ah. but! if you're able to i really would love another toshiro one bc i'm a sucker for him 😭 maybe one where he's really overworking himself so the reader helps him relax and it just ends in cuddles 🥺💓 only if you're able to! ilysm 💓💖💓💖💓💘💓💘💓
ok i swear this is the last one i feel bad requesting sm 😭 but maybe a “Do you wanna, maybe, go out sometime?” with toshiro bc he really is best boy 🥺👉🏻👈🏻
OKAY SO ANOTHER ONE WITH SABURO WITH UHHHH GOING ON A FIRST DATE WITH HIS S/O ICIXHAJGSSHSSUSKSU he'll probs driving his van around with the music blasting out 👀👀
honestly i would kinda die if u wrote some renji smut 😳😳 literally in any situation, i'm just needy rn 😭
ok ok i'm here hehe. how about, the reader gets really injured during a battle and shiro's kinda blaming himself for it. kindaaa angst into a super fluffy ending if that's ok hhh 🥺
Hi 🥰 Can I get a headcanon for Kakashi with a really seductive s/o, like she likes to tease him in public and whispers dirty things in his ear and calls him daddy? Nsfw pls? 😊😁
“make me” and hisoka??? thank you
hehe this is for the 🦋🦋 event! congrats on 200 bb!! so, i saw attack on titan on your list and i'm experiencing a severe lack of my best boy marco 🥺🥺 if you don't write for him that's fine hehe, but if you do, could i please maybe get a lil scenario where marco helps the reader out with her training and then they accidentally confess their feelings and it's just rlly fluffy and cute? 🥺 i need marco being happy in my life rn sbdjdhdjr 💓💓
“If you keep biting your lip like that, I’m holding you accountable for my actions.” for Kakashi please! I love him 🤤
If your requests are still open, can i ask for some domestic kakashi fluff? Ty
Hi mommas❤️❤️ CAN I PWEASE request some Guren (seraph of the end) relationship headcanons ? Not nsfw but maybe a little steamy 🥺🥰 I LOVE UU -🍒
Hi Chloe 🥰 Can I have some spicy nsfw headcanons for Yami where his s/o is acting really bratty during sex and he puts her in her place? 😪😂😊
Kageyama wirh Oikawas sister reader? there just chillin Nd stuff and toru comes over and picks y/n up and they hug and kageyama is like “eXcuSe mE???” forgive my spelling im on mobile lmao
Hiii❤️❤️ Can I request an imagine where you live in a small town and work at a cafe and Bakugou is your cliche small town boyfriend? Or headcanons! The idea is so cute and I love your writing 😊
okay so uHHHHH you can just go for Mephisto sharing some food with his s/o owo;; take your time on it too because i know it's gonna be really great either way!
A reader insert saved by vampire! main YYH crew from a pack of werewolves
Since you said requests are open maybe.. suga subbing for you? Idk he's just always appeared like someone who would love to please you in anyway possible.
V A M P I R E LAVI!!! DO IT GIRL!! 👌👌♥️♥️♥️
Fake dating with Lavi!!!!! Need more of the DGM boyz!! 😂
can I get an itachi x reader fic where it's itachi's birthday and the reader decides to give him a special night (👀), wearing lingerie, lighting candles, etc. for him to come home to? I love your work (and you!!) sm btw 🥺💞 - nina!! (@kunoichihatake)
hello ✨💕 it’s me, ryn 😘 if it’s okay, can i request a nishinoya x female!reader? perhaps a first date at the boardwalk with like the rides and carnival stuff? then at the end of the date he kisses her and it turns out the karasuno squad was following them the whole night hehe?
Hi! Can I request a prompt of some soft Kakashi, maybe some cuddles, perhaps it gets a little heated... a lil' Nsfw never hurt nobody👀👅 Thank you so muuch!~😍❤️
If I had kakashi in front of me I would tell him “aren’t you tired of being the most handsome man here?”
Hi! I saw that requests were open for the Haikyuu!! boys so here I am! I was wondering if I could request a Tsukki x reader where Tsukki has a crush on the reader but doesn't know how to express his feelings other then throwing insults. it can be angsty or fluffy I just really love Tsukki as a tsundere lol. (also btw I LOVE your theme and blog aesthetic its very pretty!)
Hey wifey😚 so Ichigo has stolen my heartttt can I get the strawberry boy with an S/O who gets super shy with with physical contact? Tyy💗💗
Fake dating with Lavi!!!!! Need more of the DGM boyz!! 😂
NSFW Vampire Squall (FF8) for very obvious reasons because UUUUUUGH
Hello there miss, my name is kandaxxx. Nice to meet you since I have definitely never requested from you before and this is definitely my first time and i am definitely not taking advantage of your bomb writing skills to ask you to write a “Choke me, daddy.” for Seymour from FF (love you forever and always!!!!!!)
hey butterfly 🥺 can you please write a story where the reader and (any character) are fighting and it turns out it was just about something stupid? like chicken nuggets? thank you 🥺💗
Eek! DGM! I was wondering if you would do a request for a general Allen Walker relationship HC? I don’t see him on the character list, but I’m just curious *bows* Thankyou senpai!
Spin The Bottle with any of the DGM characters that you're comfortable writing????? (but like obviously when Kanda spins the bottle it has to land on the reader [me] because YOU KNOW WHY OK????????) ilysm!!! 😍
I’m thinking a smut scenario of some kind that uses the prompts “Perhaps I need to remind you of your place.” and “Let me show you what happens to little brats who don’t follow the rules.” I feel like those are very Nozel Silva things to say. 😈 -bakubabes-hatake
Omfg HI mommy, Can i request really fluffy and soft itachi after he comes back from a mission? Non-massacre AU and you’re on the same team as sasuke lolol thirsty for them age gaps ❤️ thank youuuu ily -🍒
Can I get a fake dating with Kand--Roy Mustang (hahahaha) 👉👈🥺
Is this okay to ask for? Egor taking care of s/o who has period cramps... Ty!
can I get an itachi x reader fic where it's itachi's birthday and the reader decides to give him a special night (👀), wearing lingerie, lighting candles, etc. for him to come home to? I love your work (and you!!) sm btw 🥺💞 - nina!! (@kunoichihatake)
Hello! Can I please request some headcanons for Kiba with a S/O with a praise kink? And for Shikamaru with a S/O with a choking kink? Thank you so much.
Wow. Here is me putting in a request. Shocker, right?? 😂 I want some Greed, baby 😈 as for the prompt, it's not in your list, but could you maybe do something based off of "Oh my god. Did we just break the bed?" ???? 👉👈
It's a shame u only have one ling request, so could I request some Ling x Reader where they're both absolutely oblivious until Lan Fan or Ed or someone finally just tells them for them? Sorry if I didn't make any sense ❤️❤️
ok idk if you write threesomes but 😳😳 if you could write one with daichi and suga n maybe some dp, i'd probably die 🥺💓 only if you're comfortable with that tho ♡
Tyki flirting with his crush in his native language of Portuguese? I really love your work and please have some candy 🍬🍭🍫
hi butterfly! 🥰 i hope you're doing well! you already know what i'm going to ask you for — a request! i just feel really down in the dumps lately. can i request headcanons for an s/o that takes graduation pictures on their grandmother's 3 year death anniversary with kenma, nishinoya & kuroo? i hope you can do my request! you don't have to do it if you don't want to!
hehehe kuroo, tsukki and kageyama headcanons of their s/o sending them a nude while they at training and them making an excuse to get home and fUcK yOu SeNsELeSs - 🌊
Hello may I request itachi x reader. People learned the truth and he can finally return to his wife and children in the village 🥺 and they don’t have to be in secret anymore
holy shit,, i am starved for the squall content,,, if you don't mind, catching you wearing their clothes?
S/O walking in on kakashi masturbating? 👉👈 💕
#this is a lot longer than i thought it would be#holy hell#i have so many requests#a bit frightened now#but oh whale#i hope you guys are excited for all these requests#i know i am#although im intimidated#by their sheer numbers#IVE GOT THIS THO#FOR MY CUTE#LIL#BUTTERFLIES#I LOVE YALL
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I gotta tell you, I've always been kind of jealous of you. Because you are like the Defining author in the Zouis tag on AO3, at least, to me you seem to be. Every Zouis recommendation post will see at least one fic by you if not more. I've always wanted to Make My Name in the Zouis fandom and I'm not sure I have succeeded, even with a few 20K+ fics to my name. Anyway I respect the heck out of you and love the heck out of your fanfics. I love you, rock on! Bus 1 For Life
i started writing fics in 2012, all of which never got any clout or audience n it wasnt until ghost when i got recognised. its a hard thing bc i’d always compare myself 2 other , more popular writers within the fandom n wonder why my writing wasnt good enough. but its not until recently that i realised it doesnt matter if a fic isnt received well in the 1st like .. week of publishing. ghost didnt blow up like it did at least a month after ! its true what they say, patience is a virtue n persistence is key. you say you’ve written that much? i can tell u now that i must b a douchebagette of a zouie bc i havent read many zouis fics ! (so pls link me lmao)
there’s a starved amount of zouis fic and i think thats the only reason why mine r somewhat popular. its a rare pair ! but i am v grateful that u think this of me, i could squeeze u with hugs rn :/ but please jus remember not 2 compare. writing is an art that’s created differently by everyone. i love u.
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Hi! Seeing that you like Hymnless, I'm just here to drop a lancelot fic rec which is Abandoned; Not Helpless. It's an interesting story actually. Can't say more without spoiling it but I hope you check it out. Thank you for giving a part of your time in reading this message!
EDIT: i checked the fic out and the tags said one sided lancelot and unhealthy relationship along with a tag of klance so Im going to have to pass on reading this fic ;;;; sorry,,,, i dont think ill enjoy it as much and ill just end up getting sad/irritated when reading about lancelot being portrayed like this so im not going to go further with it! I enjoy reading klance and it was my first voltron ship. and i adore their dynamic to bits. but i just would rather read a fic that is solely klance centric OR solely lancelot centric… im not too big on the love triangle thing unless it ends in OT3 usually T_>T!!! NOW IF WE’RE TALKING KLANCELOT I COULD GET ON BOARD WITH THAT DOES THIS OT3 EXIST maybe ill just draw it to feed myself and see what happens …. any other klancelot guys out there,,,,,,,,Thank you for taking the time to recommend it to me and for thinking of me! i really appreciate it :“)))
awesome thank you so much ill def check it out!!!!!!! I LOV GUD LANCELOT FICS SO MUCH if anybody knows any fics where lotor isnt just there as a side plot device to expedite klances endgame then PLS TELL ME bc i feel like i see lancelot as some sad abusive obsessive weird onesided portrayal too often TTTTTTT I GET SAD TTTTT JUST LET THEM FOCUS AND LEARN TO GROW AND BEFRIEND AND LOVE EACH OTHER EVENTUALLY LIKE THATS SUCH A GOOD DYNAMIC U GUYS THEYRE THE TYPICAL ENEMY TO FRIEND TO LOVER and the added layer of politics and warfare and lotor being so complex abt his moral standing and how he fares against his fathers wishes and whats expected of him and WHO HE LOVES (LANCE) and lance trying to figure out how to be a paladin and also finding someone who sees him for who he is and appreciates him and the repercussions of it when he realizes that when hes finally found someone who loves him back just as fully, theyre on opposing sides of a war ?!!??1?2???
LIKE JUST FUCK ME RIGHT UP HOW CAN WE JUST REDUCE THEM TO THESE FLAT ONE DIMENSIONAL STORYLINES WHERE LOTORS CONSISTENTLY A BATSHIT CRAZY ASSHOLE AND LANCE IS HELPLESS AND CANT DO ANYTHING
like the more i talk abt them the better they get Cant u guYS SEE WE HAVE SOME POTENTIAL FOR LANCELOT TO SPIRAL INTO A CAPTIVE PRINCE LEVEL TYPE OF DYNAMIC OR SOME SHIT pls based god hear my prayers
im starving i jutstsjtjt want lancelot in my life u guys im dyin here
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