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yenonnoff · 10 months

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TEACH ME HOW TO LOVE!

atsumu miya x fem!reader

⌒☆ synopsis : when y/n l/n, a rising actress, decides to star in a romance film that could make or break her career, she’s unable to showcase her skills, revealing her inexperience within the romance department instead. worst of all, atsumu miya, her co-star and the main lead’s love interest, seems to hate her guts! with absolutely, unbearably zero chemistry between the two, an idea was proposed: spend time with one another in the upcoming weeks. will y/n be able to ignore her professionalism and listen to her heart? and will she, a clueless romantic, be able to pick up on the signs her co-star is sending her?

⌒☆ content: actors/celebrity au, social media au, modern au, enemies (got off on the wrong foot) to friends to lovers, slow burn (sorry 😞), mild angst, fluff, crack/humor

⌒☆ warnings: she/her pronouns used, contains swearing, mentions alcohol/alcohol consumption

⌒☆ status: on-going (07/18/23)

🎬 chapter names may change as the story progresses + unless stated differently, ignore all timestamps

🎬🎧 — playlist

STARRING:

｡ｏ♡ HOT dummies // mentally sane + atsumu ig? ｡ｏ♡

( minor chars! )

LIGHTS:

01. vengeance (like batman)

02. vroom vroom! im here (୨୧)

03. wtf is love

04. sweet dreams (or not)

05. hi, mr. charismatic

06. give me a break (୨୧)

07. morning madness

08. you ruined my coffee with your scowl (୨୧)

09. emergency conference meeting!

10. strangers (?) at an amusement park (୨୧)

11. perhaps a malfunction?

12. a mistake, 100% a mistake

13. your words

14. message sent, message received

15. tolerate! tolerate! tolerate!

16. me, you, and a beautiful sunset (୨୧)

CAMERA:

17. snap out of it!

18. brewing up a storm

19. do not disturb

20. conversation over coffee

21. cat chase (୨୧)

22. 2 people, 1 truth (୨୧)

23. tba

ACTION:

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a/n: hi!! this is my first ever smau + my first time posting on tumblr so pls be patient if smth looks off (and if smth does, pls kindly inform me!!). i want to thank @idlerin for inspiring me to make this, so many thanks to syl!! u should check out her smaus and other works, theyre all amazing!! asides from that, i want to give the fattest biggest thanks to my best friend may (@kqbukimono) for putting up w/ my spontaneous questions and for giving the best advice ever (ure the best ig 😜). she also helped me choose the title! ok im being too nice, he might make fun of me. thank u so much to everyone who is planning on reading my smau!

taglist is open! dm or ask to be a part of it!

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the-cheapskateler-show · 5 months

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“We interrupt this broadcast to bring you a very important message…”

((Everything beyond this point is out of character!!))

Hello everyone, Cheapmod here! Many of you reading this probably have not met me, so hello! Nice to meet you! 👋 You can call me Py if you’d like!

Right off the bat, I just want to make sure nobody worries since this post got kinda long. Here’s the gist of it!: Cheap’s blog is going to be continuing! It has not ended, and it won’t be for some time. I want to thank you all for sticking around and giving this blog so much love, and I encourage you to seek out additional askblogs you would enjoy cause there are many out there to love!

Okay with that out of the way, some further context for that and other things I just wanted to take the chance to say while I’m speaking out of character.

First, Im so sorry to anybody who’s been worried about Cheap, the state of this blog or me. I promise, we are both okay and this blog is continuing!

I just took an unanounced break from ALL my projects to focus on approaching art and writing more healthily. I was on break for longer than I thought I might be but I have not stopped thinking of Cheap and all of you out there. I am planning on returning to bring Cheap back to everyone soon! As a heads up, I will be experimenting more with the art style for this blog just to see if I can make things a little more quick and fun for myself!

As for the esteemed host of the show, Cheap is doing just fine! Nothing has happened to him since the last update. I would like to note that the real life passage of time will not always affect him. I will need to take breaks like this every now and then for my own sake and other priorities. If that happens, we will generally pick up right where we left off! I’ve also got many fun and interesting things planned for this blog, so I couldn’t possibly stay away for too long!

Now for something very important…you guys!!

I cannot thank you all enough for the incredible reception Cheap has recieved!! It means so much more to me than I can possibly express in words and seeing every last bit of it has really warmed my heart 🥺 Thats why its very important that I come back and make sure all the wonderful questions, comments and compliments you’ve sent in are responded to and addressed in time!!

As WELL I am so delighted that I have been seeing some incredible pieces of fanart from you guys!!!! I REALLY want to thank you each individually as i have been doing so far!! The reason I haven’t said anything yet about any fanart is because I want to give each one the dedicated attention it deserves!!! And that will be coming soon and coming first with the continuation of the little intermission we started on for giving these works a highlight!

All fanmade creations will be tagged as: #viewer-art-showcase! and I encourage everyone to check out the pieces there and especially the artists behind them!! I will be providing a link to this tag for easy access in blog description soon after this post goes up.

Another thing I’d like to mention before I wrap up here is I am posting this on an significant day for Cheap! On this day, Nov. 26th 11 years ago, I started Cheap’s first blog! With some hiatuses and pauses in-between, Cheap will have been around for 11 years. I can hardly believe it! I’m very happy to be running his blog again with this little revival here and Im so happy I made a character who has had a chance to develop so much and endured as one of my favorite OCs. It is in large part thanks to all the support and attention he’s received through all these years across all his blogs that I bring him to you all today and im so grateful to all new and longterm fans. I hope you will all continue to enjoy Cheap’s shenanigans as much as I do! Thank you!!

Lastly, I just want to encourage everyone reading this to check out ANY of the other ask-blogs that Cheap interacts with on here! I realized its not very easy to visit these blogs due to the way i’m answering asks with screenshots, so I will go back and provide @ mentions and links to previous posts.

But better yet, there are SO many awesome askblogs out there to discover well outside his blog so make sure you don’t miss them!! A great place to check out is the #lerkimpails tag for new and returning askblogs! If there are any other newer specific tags for askblogs in use that you know of, feel free to drop those in the replies of this post-im still a bit of a fandom oldie here… heh heh.

There are so many creative askblogs out there to discover and meet and they can all always use more attention and asks. This fandom and even this little corner of it are what they are because of the collective efforts of everyone on this platform inspiring and supporting one another, so be sure to make others feel welcome and appreciated and just go enjoy what they have to offer!!

Thank you everyone for reading this far! I mostly want to leave the hosting on this blog to Cheap, so there wont be many OOC posts like this, unless theres anything i really gotta clarify. Still, you will find me around in the tags now and then for sure. 🦋✨

We will get this show a-rolling again real soon! Hope to see you all then!

Cheapmod-Py

#((OOC post: A message from the mod))#the cheapskateler show #lerkimpails #cheapskateler

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slashingdisneypasta · 1 year

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okayy, but imagine every member of the horror house au.. in jail/prison!

I LOVE THAT!! I actually have considered this before, I love the idea and would love to explore it more!! Thank you for giving me the opportunity XDD

Horror House Horror Prison!

Warnings: Like two gore mentions.

First of all, prison is not co-ed, so Chucky and Tiffany are separated- Though they are married, so they get conjugal visits. It is the worst day for everyone in the male prison, because Chucky comes back all smug and they all wanna kill him 😅.

Freddy is on constant suicide watch, because if he dies he can get back in the dream world and that make him very difficult to imprison 😅

No one fucks with Jason there (Apart from other Slashers), because he is huge and everyone knows better. Billy tries to stick around him for that reason XDD While Stu on the other hand has no problem because he's tall and fun and other prisoners just like him XD He makes prison fun! He befriends them and compliments their tattoos/crimes! Basically he's a natural there, extrovert that he is XDD

So yeah, Stu has a bunch of scary crime friends now and Billy is on very thin ice with them.

Bubba also sticks with Jason- but because he loves him, not because he needs him. Other prisoners will pick on him but no one actually touches him because he would go berserk.

Michael also doesn't get bothered but its not because of his size, obviously, he's not large- its because on the first day there he ripped someone's ear clean off their head. People give him a wide berth, apart from other Slashers (Unfortunately. Michael would love it if they would leave him be too but they always sit with him 😒😒 😅😅).

Michael, siting at lunch alone: 😑(But peaceful) Michael, when Jason sits down with his entourage (Bubba and Billy): 😑 (But frustrated) Michael, when Stu sits down, long legs knocking his own under the table: 😑 (But irritated) Michael, when Jerry, Pat and Pennywise sit down: 😑 (But questioning. Like why are you people here??) Michael, when Freddy and Chucky sit down): 😑 (But enraged)

Jerry, Patrick and 'Tad' (The name Pennywiseis under, pretending to be human so he can hang out in prison 🤣🤣) also hang out with the Slashers most of the time, but they're more independent.

Jerry is constantly fed only the tiniest bit of blood- enough to keep him 'living' but not powerful enough to escape. And he cant drink from anyone else around, because all the water has been blessed.

Also Jerry usually has the prison gossip. He walks around and charms people and they tell him what's going on (Who's coming in, who's leaving, who plans to shank Freddy or leave dog food in Chucky's bed later) and that is his addition to the group.

Patrick is pretty quiet here. He doesn't know how this happened. He was faking it so well! He covered his tracks! For this reason he kinda blames the Slashers though, because they dunno how to control themselves and got them all locked up for it (Which is true). Goes into rages and gets sent to isolation quite a bit.

Freddy is constantly bothering Pennywise about getting them out but Penny is just having so much fun here! Soooooo many fears... so many dark secrets... Its delicious.

Bubba gets really badly written letters from Drayton, Chop Top and Grandpa. Chucky and Freddy usually read them for him (I know, so nice. But they're nosy okay?? XD Allow me this). Jerry will read it if they blow him off though ^^

Michael gets visits from Dr Loomis and it can basically one of two ways- either the two men just sit there and glare at eachother for 45 minutes or Michael sits there and Dr Loomis lectures him for 45 minutes.

Okay over to the women's side of the prison!!

Just like her son, who takes after her obviously, Pam is the Big Boss and no one fucks with her around there. One sniff of disrespect and you will get a spoon in crammed down you throat.

Speaking of her son- Pam sends message with Tiffany to give to Chucky to pass son to Jason. She doenst truly trust that Chucky is doing his part-- but she has to believe ^^

And Pam is not the only one using Tiffany and Chucky's conjugal visits for her own gain XD Jennifer uses them to find out if anyone has been shanked. She has a betting pool going on with herself XD So Tiffany is just super happy, getting to go see her husband, and then Pam and Jennifer pop up just to harass her like

Guard: Valentine? Come with me, you're needed in Block 7 for your visit with Prisoner 1853. Tiffany: *Sighing happily* Oh Chucky... I'm coming! Don't wait up, ladies! Carrie: Have a good time ^^ Pam: Yes, and... if you would, could you please- Tiffany: *Frustrated sigh this time. What does she look like? A messenger pigeon??* Yeah, yeah, tell Chucky to tell Jason you love him very much and are thinkin' about 'em and hope he's doin' okay and to eat his veggies. I got it, hon... Jennifer: Yeah... Jennifer: -And before you fuck, find out if it was Freddy or Patrick that got shanked this time, K? Thanks. Tiffany: ... I swear-

Jen's just like what? I'm bored.

Maybe surprising?? But Carrie is the other one no one messes with around here XD They all heard about her massacring a whole gym worth of people and whether you believe she's magic or not-- that's still terrifying 😅😅 That halo is a trick. So there's just this adorable little blonde walking around looking nervous as hell and large terrifying women jumpin outta her way 🤣🤣

If anyone were to challenge Carrie still though, Tiffany has a shiv.

Pam has bitches. They are not Tiffany, Jennifer or Carrie... but yeah. Bitches. Women who are down bad for her and are at her beck and call. She doesn't pay them much mind, but they're there is she needs them.

#Horror House!AU #Horror House! AU #Pamela Voorhees #Jennifer Check #Carrie White #Tiffany Valentine #Chucky #Charles Lee Ray #Patrick Bateman #Freddy Krueger #Jason Voorhees #Bubba Sawyer #Billy Loomis #Stu Macher #Michael Myers #Pennywise #Jerry Dandridge

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bratshaws · 2 years

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goodness gracious 5. brb x oc

a/n: oh this chapter................ yeah man. yeah......was fun to write uwu hope you guys like it!! a bit angstyyyy but nothing too much uwu

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

chapters:

1/2/3/4

taglist: @mirandastuckinthe80s @roosterschanelslut @wiipes @lcahwriter @shrimping-for-all

Beatrice didn’t tell Shells that Rooster asked her for book recommendations, especially since he was reading Lord of the Rings which Shells knew how much that book meant to her. He couldn’t message her often, which she understood, but whenever he did it was for things like:

“Not gonna lie, the Hobbit second breakfast sounds even better in the book.”

“Who’s Tom Bombadil??? Is he an elf or something??”

“Why did they kept the coolest stuff out of the movies??”

It was sweet really, she couldn’t lie and say she didn’t look forward to Rooster’s commentaries often. It was… a good strange, something she never thought it’d happen, especially since she didn’t consider herself an interesting sort when it comes to certain things.

She was a nerd, there was no shame in admitting it, but it wasn’t like she had a lot of people to share some of her thoughts with when it came to that. So to her, it was super cool and exciting to share things with her crush. She didn’t want to overstep, fearing her questioning could bother him in some way, so she preferred to listen and let him say what he wanted to and she’d share her own thoughts on it.

The two weeks went by fast, she heard no news from Rooster besides that he was safe as everyone else was. She was of course happy, but part of her wondered if their little chats would stop now that he was back home and his distractions would be something else but her constant talking.

That’s why she accepted when Shells sent her a message for the two of them to have a little volleyball match down the beach. It was a bit odd from her friend to suddenly desire to play on a Friday afternoon knowing they’d be working on the Hard Deck hours later, but she didn’t think much of it, she’d like a little distraction.

Volleyball was one of the things Beatrice liked, she used to be part of her high school volleyball team and then joined her college’s team, which is where she met Shells. Her team position often varied from libero to setter, but she was the one her coach always said to ‘kill’ the ball…meaning she would be the one responsible to hit the opponent area without them being able to do anything about it.

She loved it, to think she joined the volleyball team at her mother’s insistence so she’d lose ‘a few pounds’. She never truly did, she actually gained muscle mass instead, remaining curvy in the end.

Bea walked up to the Hard Deck looking down at her phone, sending a quick message to the auto shop mechanic who was taking care of her car. He was a nice man and he told her that he’d do his best to fix her minty green ‘95 Subaru…well,it wasn’t her car. It was her oldest brother’s Guillermo’s former car that he gave to her when she turned 16. It was old, it had so many issues she lost count how many times it went to the auto shop.

Now, according to Mr.Guzman, the car’s life was nearing it’s end and it was honestly better for her to get a new one instead of keep fixing the Subaru. She knew he was right, but she was still working on furnishing her house…it’d take a while…and she was either coming to work by Uber or by catching rides with Shells. She sighed, thanked Mr.Guzman again and locked her phone, dropping her bag inside the employee room.

Since it’d only be her,Shells and Penny, she didn’t worry too much about her wardrobe: her oversized Van Halen t-shirt with soft olive colored running shorts and her Sailor Moon themed flip flops, her rosé gold hexagon sunglasses sat on top of her head. She twisted the left side of her shirt, rolling it up into a knot so it’d be like a crop top, giving her free room for movement. Bea pulled her hair into its trusty bun, walking to the edge of where the wooden boards of the Hard Deck turned into the seating area and the beach.

From a distance she saw Penny and Shells setting up the old volleyball net Penny would sometimes use if the patrons felt like playing games while still sober. “Hello!” Bea called, squinting her eyes before dropping the sunglasses to protect them, “You two need help?” she asks while kicking off her flip flops to leave them next to Shells’.

“We got it!” Shells shouted triumphantly at the straight net, tossing her fists in the air. Shell’s outfit consisted of a black sports bra and runner shorts, much like the brunette was using, “Yes! Come on, Bea!” she turned around to grab the volleyball resting in the sand.

“Penny, are you going to set our score?” she asks when the dark haired woman walks up the sand.

“Hmhm, something like that.” Penny said, a little smile on her face. Bea furrowed her eyebrows, but shrugged, turning back to her friend with a grin.

“Hey!” she noticed how Shells’ was already on the side that usually was…hers. She usually stayed on the left side of the field, she was used to it,with her back to the empty area of the beach while Shells would face the bar “Um…why are we opposite?”

“Felt like doing a change.” Shells’ shrugged, cocking her hip with the ball pressed against it “You don’t mind it, do you?”

Something felt off, but Bea couldn’t pinpoint what it was “...no.” Her response was slow and cautious, her eyes squinting behind the sunglasses, “...are you up to something?”

“Who? Me?Nah.” Shells’ put her own sunglasses on, with a sly grin, “Why would I?”

“I dunno, you sound…suspicious.”

Shells’ didn’t reply, her smile didn’t change either, “Let’s play Schiavoni, you speak too much!” she didn’t give Bea enough time to reply before she jumped and spiked the ball to her side. Beatrice yelped in surprise, cupping her hands together to slam it over the net.

“We didn’t stretch first!” the brunette shouted, the back and forth of the ball preventing her from actually stopping.

“We’ll be fine!”

“We’ll be at a bar standing up for almost six hours!” she grabs the ball when it comes to her this time, not throwing it “We need to stretch. You know it’s the right thing to do.”

Shells places her hands on her hips, purses her lips as if to hide a smile, “You know what? You are right. We should definitely stretch.” Bea furrowed her eyebrows at the sudden change of heart, holding the ball close to her body.

“What’s with you today?” she questioned, digging the heel of her foot in the sand to make a little hole to shove the ball in. Shells just shrugged, starting her stretch exercises. Beatrice blinked, then rolled her eyes choosing that today it was just a day for Shells to be weird.

Meanwhile, the blonde woman lowered her sunglasses enough to send her seated aunt a look, Penny in response looked up to her left, grinned and raised her thumb positively without moving her head away.

Beatrice, having her back to the point of interest not far from where they were currently playing, did not see what the aunt and niece duo did. Did not see the group of Naval officers just out there, enjoying a little game to celebrate their safe return.

“HERE–OOF!” Payback’s words were cut short when Coyote came from behind him, tackling him to the sand as Hangman caught the ball instead. The tall man spat out particles of gritty soil, rushing to his feet with a loud laugh.

Pete Mitchell stood to the side, arms crossed, proud dad smile on his face, relieved yet another mission went without hiccups. These kids were good, a bit arrogant sometimes and needing to learn, but good. He watched them all through his own sunglasses, smiling at them just having fun for a job well done, they deserve nothing less.

By his feet was a blue and white cooler box that the ‘kids’ slapped the Navy logo sticker on top as a joke. Now it was their ‘official and government sanctioned cooler’. He noticed Rooster stepped back from the constant tackling, running a hand through his sweaty hair and making his way over to him. Pete kicked the cooler’s lid off, leaning down to grab a chilled water bottle, handing it over to Rooster when he was close enough.

The young pilot nodded in thanks, his chest heaving with heavy breaths, before he lifted the bottle to his lips to drink a generous gulp. The two of them watched the group tackle back and forth, the football flying over their heads only to be grabbed by someone else. Pete breathed in the sea air, the warm summer winds hitting his skin.

“So.” he began, “I’ve heard some rumors… that you have a girlfriend that works at the bar? Her name is Beatrice?”

Rooster paused from bringing the water bottle to his lips, tsking under his breath “Hangman can’t keep his fucking mouth shut.” he didn’t look towards Pete however, deciding that following a flock of seagulls was more interesting… but the silence was just because Mav was waiting for his reaction, which made him sigh tiredly, “She’s not my girlfriend.”

“...but?” Mav implied, tilting his body forward, “Phoenix said you were a helpful little ant a few weeks ago, helping her with her furniture.”

“Wasn’t only me.”

“But it was you who suggested it.”

Rooster huffed, placing his free hand on the curve of his hip, tapping his middle finger on the jutted hip bone, “She… needed help with her stuff.That’s all.” he paused, not seeing Mav’s eyes through the black lens but he felt it right there, the amused gaze directed at him.

“Is she pretty?”

“Mav.”

“What? I want to know if she’s pretty.” Maverick shrugs innocently, “You just have to say yes or no.”

Beatrice was pretty. The first thing Rooster noticed about her were her big green eyes with thick lashes, staring up at him before moving away from his gaze. She used very little makeup, so he could see how red her cheeks turned once he approached the bar. The very first time he actually talked to her instead of Shells was a couple weeks ago.

She always seemed to scurry away the moment he got closer. Which honestly hurt him a little? So when he was able to talk to her for real, he couldn’t miss the chance.

He licked his lips then, muttering a quick ‘yes’ under his breath before chugging more water. Maverick had a knowing look on his face, grinning while shaking his head at how he was acting.

He had seen this once before, a long time ago.

It was already 0300, so Mav thought about cutting the game short much to the officers’ disappointment. He grabbed the ball from Coyote, about to lead them away until Phoenix’s voice broke the silence, “Hey, is that Bea and Shells?” Maverick arched one eyebrow, paying attention to where Phoenix was pointing at.

Two figures were there in the distance, jumping every once in a while, a light colored object moving with them. It was Bob however, who said - while fixing his glasses- “Yeah, it’s them. They are playing volleyball?” The group of navy officers stood there for a moment, then turned to look at Maverick, almost asking him permission to go there.

He sighed, fixing the cooler strap on his shoulder, “Okay, fine. Just don’t topple the two.” In reality, he perked up once he heard the name Bea leave Phoenix’s mouth. The girl whose Rooster is not getting attracted to. Never mind the young Bradshaw seemed to hesitate a bit before following everyone.

Rooster sucked in a deep breath, then drank his water slowly, the vision of the two girls becoming clearer the closer they got. But by all that was holy he wasn’t expecting to see Bea’s bare legs and those tiny shorts on. That was probably more skin than he’d ever seen on her and he couldn’t find in himself to complain.

He knew she had thick thighs, it was obvious, but to see how defined her calf muscles are and how strong her legs seemed to be? Not to mention how the shirt, that was tugged up, showed how tiny her waist seemed to be, giving her the perfect hourglass shape… he wanted to be the gentleman his mother raised him to be and not stare for too long, it seemed inappropriate right now.

“Oh my gosh, hi guys!” Shells’ syrupy sweet voice startled Bea, the blonde making a shocked face once the group of officers got closer, “What a surprise to see you here!”

Bea frowned, looking over her shoulder to check who Shells was talking to. Her eyes enlarged, almost popping out of the sockets once the recognition hit her. The blood of her body, her soul, her fucking heart left. She stood there, partially turned, looking like a deer in the highlights about to be run over by a 16 wheeled truck.

Oh no, Rooster. He was looking straight at her. Bea felt her breathing quicken, her head snapping forward to give Shells a horrified look, then she adjusted her position and shuffled miserably to where her friend was, feeling the tears burning her vision before she stood partially behind the blonde.

Shells looked over her shoulder, “Hey come on now,”

“You knew they would be here??” came her quiet, yet horror-stricken voice. She felt sick, oh god, she was going to throw up, she knew it. Immediately once behind Shells, she yanked the knot off her shirt, letting the fabric drop down to the top of her buttocks.

“Chill, it’s okay.”

“It’s not okay.” Bea replied through gritted teeth, a mix of fury and shame in her eyes. How could Shells just… plan this? Let her wear this knowing the one man she was head over heels crushing on would be just a few meters away. She couldn’t stay. She had to go. But she’d see them at the bar later tonight…ugh, they’d ask questions if she ran away now.

‘God, God please,'' she thought, clenching her eyes ‘Please strike me with lightning so I become a pile of ashes and the wind can take me away, please.’

“Yeah we’d love to!” Shells’ chipper voice said, “Right Bea?”

The brunette’s eyes snapped open, “H-Huh?”

“a volleyball match, you, me and Phoenix vs Hangman, Coyote and Payback.”

If looks could kill, Shells would be down, murdered, being ripped apart by sharks, because Bea looked less than amused, in fact she looked downright furious. But instead of denying it, she felt the hot lick of anger go through her whole body, “Sure.” she snarled, yanking the ball from Shells’ hands, “I could do a game.”

“Great! Positions everyone! Mav, can you count our scores?”

“Sure.”

Shells grinned, stretching her arms over her head before standing opposite to Phoenix on the invisible volleyball court.

Bea’s direct opposite was Hangman, who leaned over, supporting his weight on his knees. The two of them looked at each other, the blonde man smiled and sent her a wink, “I’ll promise to be nice, sweetheart. Won’t hurt you too much.”

“Hey Hangman!” Shells called, making his eyes turn to her, “You wanna know what was the nickname our team gave Bea when we played volleyball?”

“What?”

The smirk on Shells’ face was downright feral, “Torpedo.” Hangman furrowed his eyebrows, turning his head back to the brunette whose expression remained neutral but her jaw was clenched tight.

She had the volleyball on the palm of her right hand, using her left hand to spin it on its axis once, twice, three times. He barely had time to blink when he saw her flex her legs, leap high letting go of the volleyball so it’d twirl in the air.

The loud thunk of her palm hitting the strips of leather echoed around the empty beach, the ball becoming a blur once the speed took control, Coyote who was in front of the net immediately ducked and Hangman let out a shout when the sand next to his feet just exploded once the impact occurred. The sand cloud dissipated, Phoenix letting out a laugh of triumph at how shocked Hangman was, his blonde hair askew thanks to the quick evasion he had to do, “What the fuck??”

“Point to the girls.” Mav announced with a bright grin, clapping his hands, “Good job ladies.”

Rooster,who stood behind Mav in silence, watched Beatrice launch strike after strike. She almost punched the ball to prevent it from hitting their side of the net. It was hilarious seeing Hangman scramble, falling face first in the sand trying to hit the ball without much success. Honestly, both Payback and Coyote seemed to just be having as much fun over Hangman’s demise as everyone else was.

His whiskey colored eyes turned back to Beatrice, who seemed to be on a mission to win this game. It was amazing, she wasn’t that short now that he thought about it, shorter than him of course, but she was tall enough to launch herself a few feet up in the air.

The final score was 10-1 because Shells slapped a mosquito from her calf. “Rematch!” Hangman’s voice boomed, pointing his index finger at the girls, “Right now!”

“No can do, Jake. It’s time for us to head back.” Maverick smirked, “But this was fun, we should do this again.”

Beatrice couldn’t hear much, her chest was heaving, her hair falling out of the bun because of how intense she was during the game. She fucking lost her mind, jumping around? Flabby body parts swinging when the man she crushed on watched by the sidelines? She shook her head quickly, stepping out from behind Shells to rush to where her flip flops were, not stopping when people started calling her name.

She just had to go.

So she did.

She didn’t talk much once they got back at the bar, ignoring Shells trying to chat, her eyes lowered, focused on filling glasses and preparing cocktails if need be. Rooster was there already, from what she heard Hangman was still sulking by the loss but she didn’t…care much.

She felt…awful. She refused to go to their table, Rooster would come by to get drinks but she’d step away letting Shells or Penny deal with him. It wasn’t…his fault, but she couldn’t face him. Not after what happened. God, the fact he saw her with so much skin showing, so much of the body she was still trying to live in peace with was seen by someone she just couldn’t keep her mind out of.

She was a bit talkative to the other patrons, but nothing like normal. What happened earlier today drained her emotionally to the point she had dead eyes most of the time while working.

When the bar was nearing closing time, when it was just her and Shells, she was the one who said she’d close the bar, “Do you want me to wait for you?” Shells asked cautiously when her friend was turning the stools over to the tables.

“No,I’m fine.”

Shells frowned, adjusting her bag strap, “It’s going to rain soon Bea, look,” she pointed to the massive storm clouds approaching the coast “I can give you a ride.”

“I’ll catch an Uber.” came the brunette’s short reply.

“I said I was sorry-”

“I don’t want to talk about it,right now.”

Shells closed her mouth immediately, looking at her boots with a frown, “Okay.I’m going then…see you tomorrow?” her friend just nodded, not looking back at the blonde, who sighed before turning on her heel out of the bar.

Bea looked up to the clouds again, seeing flashes of lightning shine in the distance and felt a pang of regret on not accepting Shells’ offer for a ride home. She didn’t know if she could get an Uber once the rain hit…but she also said she’d close the bar. She could only hope the moment she opened the app a brave soul would be there.

The brunette was almost done, even finding a wallet - that belonged to none other than Jake Seresin himself - on the corner of the bar. She snapped her eyes to the sound of thunder right above her head, clenching them shut when a strong gust of wind almost made her slip. The storm was here and while the rain wasn’t violent, it was still strong enough to make it sound like someone was shooting on the roof.

She pulled out her phone to check the app, “No, oh no.” out of service, her phone was out of service, “Fuck!” She bit her lower lip hard, rushing to the employee’s room to grab her bag and an extra umbrella, then reaching for the landline phone to call Shells. What a horrible time to be pissed at your friend.

“Penny?” she frowns, the phone on her ear as she thought she heard a voice mixed with the rain, tilting her body forward, seeing a figure walk inside the bar but not entering fully, staying partially by the entrance. Beatrice widened her eyes when she saw it was Rooster, soaked to the bone, hair splattered on his forehead as he looked around, the puddles on his feet staying outside rather than in the already clean bar.

“Rooster?” his head snapped to her direction when she walked out, clutching the umbrella close “What are you doing here?”

“Hangman forgot his fucking wallet.” he breathed out, running a hand over his face to wipe the water off his eyes, sputtering some of it out of his lips.

“Why are you here then?”

“He’s drunk, he got annoyed because of the game this afternoon and drank his feelings.”

“...oh.” Beatrice lowered her head, furrowing her eyebrows then reaching for the wallet under the bar. Walking around the counter to reach him - trying to not look at how the clothes now clung to him like a second skin - “Here, I found it on the floor.”

Rooster sighed, grabbing the dark wallet after muttering a thanks, then he looked up at her ,”You here alone?”

“Yeah, I closed the bar tonight.” she replies, holding up her cellphone, “I was trying to call an Uber but I guess the storm messed some things up, so I’ll try to call Shells. See if she can come pick me up.”

Rooster stared at her for a while, then shook his head, “No need, my car is just over there,” he points over his shoulder in the said direction the Bronco was, “I can give you a ride.”

Panic flashed in her eyes, both of her hands going up in a defense mode, “No,no! It’s fine,I-I’ll just try with Shells, she said she’d pick me up if I needed.”

“It won’t bother me, if that’s what you are worried about,” another thunder rumbled over their heads, loud enough to make the wooden beams vibrate, “Honestly, we better go before it gets worse than this.”

She knew he was right, but she still hesitated. It wasn’t until she looked over her shoulder, seeing how it seemed like the sky and sea turned into one solid black color that she decided her choices were limited. She nods then, going back to the bar to turn off the lights, opening the umbrella over her head, lifting it high for Rooster, “No, don’t worry about me,I’m already soaked!” he calls before grabbing her wrist to guide her to his car.

The rain was beginning to double its intensity, the winds now were howling and the raindrops got even louder. She was only able to know where to go because Rooster took her, opening the passenger door so she could get in, closing the umbrella and trying her best to dry it off without soaking his car.

Rooster slammed the door shut once he got in, “Holy shit.” he whispered, wiping his eyes, then his face, his seat had water sliding out of him onto the leather, she followed some of the water drops until they disappeared from her view. He must be incredibly uncomfortable sitting on wet clothes. “God damn, this came out of nowhere.”

“It did.” Bea whispered, bit her lower lip then opened her bag. He flit his eyes her direction, watching her rummage her messenger bag - the little Xenomorph keychain she had on the main zipper shaking wildly as she moved the bag about. She pulled out a neatly folded lilac colored towel, offering it to him “Here,” he looked at the towel then herself, “It’s not much but it will dry your face at least.”

Rooster let out a quiet breathy chuckle, offering her a small smile, “Thanks.” He raised the fluffy towel to his face, rubbing the water off the best he could. He couldn’t help but whiff a bit of the scent: fabric softener and a hint of perfume? Maybe she was one of those girls who liked to have a small travel style perfume bottle in her bag. It smelled nice, floral, maybe…lavender? He knew what lavender smells like because his mother’s favorite flowers were lavender and red roses.

He rubs the towel to his hair,then drags it down his neck. Bea tried not to watch, keeping her eyes on the window when he leaned his head back, exposing the thick column of his wet throat. The sighs of relief that left his mouth weren’t helping her either.

With her towel now sitting on his thigh, Rooster turned the car on, looking over his shoulder to check what was behind him - what wasn’t rain that is - not seeing how Bea’s eyes widened when this time she could see his neck, collarbones and the top of his pectorals dusted with chest hair.

She clenched her hands on top of her jeans clad thighs, keeping her eyes ahead, the whiff of his cologne almost making her feel woozy, so she tried to make herself as small as she could, tucking her body closer to the door.

The Bronco moved, the sound of rain hitting the roof getting louder the farther they got from the Hard Deck. She could only watch the rain drops and blurred colors of the night life as Rooster drove her to her house, her bag sitting on top of her stomach - almost like a shield - while her face turned to the window, trying her best to keep it to herself.

Rooster’s eyes kept moving from the road to Bea, who sat quietly on the passenger seat, almost curled onto herself with her bag clutched to her stomach so tightly the little Xenomorph keychain seemed to be digging inside her wrist. He licked his lips, wracking his brain in hopes to think of something to fill the silence. Ever since he watched her bolt out of the beach after obliterating Hangman, then avoiding him at all costs in the bar, he wanted to talk to her.

He cleared his throat, adjusting himself on the seat with a grimace, his clothes were damp and warm now, “So…” he began, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel, “Where did you learn volleyball?”

“School.” she mutters, “Was part of the team then I joined the all girls team in college.”

“Your college has an official volleyball team?”

“No, no it was just something the girls in my class wanted to do.” she murmurs, playing with the tiny ring on her thumb, “We were an informal team, we’d meet up on the weekends to face off the girls from other classes.”

“What was the name Shells said they gave you? Torpedo?” that made a quiet laugh leave her lips and he felt himself relax for a second, glad to see her smiling “What’s funny?”

“They wanted to make me a shirt with the name on it.” she smiles, “We never did, we didn’t have the time to make uniforms, we weren’t an official team. We were just a bunch of girls having fun during the weekends.”

“It’d still be pretty cool.” he adds, “Wouldn’t be wrong either.” she looked at him then, turned her face with those big green eyes blinking up in surprise, “Didn’t you see Hangman scrambling? He got pissy because he was bested by someone who isn't any of us. You are really good.”

Beatrice’s cheeks reddened and she dropped her gaze back to her hands, a tiny smile on her face “Thank you.” was her quiet reply. He wanted to ask her why she ran off, but he felt it was better if he didn’t, not yet at least, not when she seemed to relax.

He almost felt bad when he reached her driveway, “Your stop milady.” he smiles, watching her laugh softly while gathering her things, the rain got lighter now, making it easier to see where he was going. Jolene’s little head peeked from behind the curtains, much like when he came here for the first time, soft ‘boofs’ leaving her mouth while her whole body shook. Beatrice opened the passenger door before he could do so, grabbing her things and then looking down at him.

“Wait here.” she said, rushing to the front door after leaving the car. He stood there, a bit confused on her words but he watched her enter her house, the insides lighting up as she turned on the lights. It wasn’t long until she returned, this time with two huge fluffy towels in her arms.

He smiled confusedly as she stopped next to his door, “What’s this?” she gestured to him to open it so he did, “Why the towels?”

“So you can sit on them.” she said quickly, “It won't help your clothes too much, but it’ll be better than sitting in a water bowl.”

His mouth parted in surprise, “Sit on them- Bea, you didn’t have to. I can handle this.” but he was already stepping out of the Bronco, Beatrice leaning over to spread one of the towels on the seat. It soaked up the moisture immediately, so she folded it into a square to make it like a little pillow for him, draping the one that was left on the back of his seat. The lilac and baby pink towels were a bit of a glare in the dark interior of his car, but he couldn’t find it in himself to complain.

When he looked down at her, he genuinely thanked her, “You really didn’t have to.”

She shrugs, folding her hands together, “I used to do this to my brother whenever he got back from surfing. I know how bad it feels to have your seat soaked like that.” she bites her lower lip, “Just so you can get back without feeling…damp.”

Rooster laughed gently, still looking down at her but then shaking his head, “Right, yeah…I’ll bring them back to you.” He tells her quickly, “So they don’t smell like wet dog, I promise.” his smile was so wide his cheeks hurt, but she nodded shyly at him, holding her upper arms close to her body.

The smell of fabric softener and lavender got stronger when he sat back down and he tried his best to not inhale deeply. He slid on his seatbelt, latching it shut “Drive safely…and thank you, for the ride.” she says, leaning forward a bit so he can see her face on the window.

“It’s no problem…thanks for the towels,” she laughs and her face lights up “Promise I’ll bring them clean soon, okay?”

“Okay.” she straightened herself, stepping back so he could reverse the Bronco out of her driveway. She gave him a little wave once he was distant enough, he waved back before turning the car away and driving off.

Her towels were so soft and fluffy, it was like he had blankets on his back and on his ass, but he couldn’t stop the giddy smile on his face. Once he reached a stop light, he leaned back on his seat, cupping her lower part of his face, shaking his head almost as if he couldn’t believe it.

He smiled even wider when he remembered the way she waved him off, chuckling to himself with both of his hands on his face, “God...” he laughs, staying on the stop sign smiling like a boy with a crush.

#bradley rooster bradshaw #rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw x oc #top gun maverick #bradley bradshaw x reader

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gatheringbones · 2 years

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[“All of my aggressive walking finally led me to a very large, flat rock overlooking a wildflower meadow. I remembered my initial goals and decided to sit on this rock and resolve that I was not a useless piece of shit if it was the last thing I did. I sat there slapping my forehead, muttering, “You’re awesome! You’re awesome! You’re awesome!” until a question popped into my head. Why do people believe in you?

Why? There must be something inside me that deserves that belief. Back up. Who believes in you? I scrolled through my phone. There were sweet little texts from a bevy of people. All of them were so smart. So talented. They were good judges of character, and none of them suffered fools. I looked at the last text messages some of these people had sent me. One friend said she missed me. Another said she thought I was one of the silliest people she’d ever known. An old co-worker told me just last week that she believed I was responsible for her career.

Usually when these people send me compliments affirming my existence and worth, I send back some version of: “Oh, pshaw, you’re soooo nice, but I’m actually a fetid sewer marsupial, lolol,” and then I rush to catch my train or chop garlic or respond to my next email.

The shrooms showed me that my C-PTSD was a void. When Dustin didn’t text me back for three days, when Kat snapped at me because I said something careless during a conversation, when Joey locked himself in the office to get away from me for a few hours…the black hole expanded, its maw impossible to fill, and it began to whisper dangerous things as it grew: Why aren’t you a priority? Why aren’t you loved? Surely this means they are about to leave. My fear of being abandoned forced me to need proof of love in abundance, over and over and over again, a hundred times a day. So even though my friends were constantly attempting to fill the great void of my self-hatred with generous words, assurances, and compliments…they were all simply getting sucked into that black hole, mere crumbs for my intense desire. I dismissed them. In the end, my friends’ exhortations had gone to waste.

But now, with the help of the shrooms, I allowed all of this praise to finally penetrate. To allow myself to believe I was worthy of it.

All of my friends’ tiny acts of generosity and kindness did not pass me by. Instead, they took my breath away. They filled me up. I scrolled through the messages on my phone, and they lit up like gemstones, painted a full landscape of me, dappled with light and complexity, weeds and miraculous flowers, much like the meadow I was currently gazing at. My heart swelled with gratitude for every text, even the silly meme ones. I must not be a monster. Would a monster be capable of receiving this much kindness? No—I must be loved tremendously. I must be magic.

I laughed gleefully on my rock, surrounded by towering sunflowers, which seemed to dance with my joy. And then I laughed louder, lucky that nobody was nearby. I sat up suddenly, startling an old couple. I was overcome with an urgent need to put on more sunblock. AND! To return the favors that had been extended to me. For months, I had been too afraid to text people and bother them with my nonsense, but today I whipped out my phone and tearfully texted grateful compliments to everyone. “You’re such a bomb, brilliant person, thank you for being my friend.” Send. “You mean so much to me, and I’m so grateful to have you.” Send. “It was so fun running into you the other day! I miss you!” Send.

Immediately the responses came back: “Omg! Miss you too! Love you too! Do you want to go grab coffee?” I felt like Joanna, like a normal person, or maybe even a Minnesotan. Being nice came easy. Even after I’d come down off the drugs, I soared high on these future plans, these connections I was continuing to affirm.

For a few days, it seemed so easy to be in the world with other people. I fielded dozens of phone calls and text messages with merry aplomb. After a couple of weeks, as expected, the old anxieties returned, and I could feel my brain bending back toward negativity. The shroom bliss never stays forever.

But something was different this time—a new determination to somehow make my revelations stick, outside of the shroom space.

The big black void in my head was a well-worn path built into my programming. I realized that no number of singular trippy experiences—whether they came from shrooms, acid, ketamine, hyperventilation, or ayahuasca—would ever completely overwrite this programming, no matter how transcendental.

But my trip had also shown me that there was one thing that could combat the void for a little while: gratitude. It was the flame that penetrated the darkness, that filled me all the way up. And the only way to keep the flame going was to keep feeding it. I had to force gratitude into my routines in ways I could not ignore or forget. I had to systematize the light.”]

Stephanie Foo, from What My Bones Know: Healing From Complex Trauma

#stephanie foo #currently reading #brainspace

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p-perkeys · 4 months

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here's a funny life update if you feel like giggling:

i went to the studio this morning for bungee fitness at 10. great cardio/strength workout. anyways. there was a new woman in there with the instructor. i introduced myself. she told me her name but it honestly didn't stick with me (bad with names and also woke up like 20 minutes before class so).

random tidbit, important to know: i wore leggings and a crop top (typical fitness attire, but just wait). she complimented my stomach and my outfit?? she's an older, kinda frail looking woman. so i was just like, girl thanks you look so good too trust me. her leggings were cute and she told me where she got them from.

we talk like the whole entire time. i'm hyping her up, she's scared to do some of the flying moves so i was cheering her on excessively, being real Woo Girl, you know. she was asking me questions about the other classes. *even said she would possibly try pole* (note in the same area as her complimenting my body/outfit, you'll see why).

so class ends she says she loved it and she'll be back next week. she makes a point to say bye to everyone and my corny ass is like "byyeeeee!!! you did so great!!!! :D" thinking she's my new bestie friend.

fast forward five hours and i'm scrolling on facebook and i see the ad that T put up for the bungee class this morning. there was a comment. a woman said 'this was so much fun!' i know everyone else in class, so this was the new woman.

the woman who's name i admittedly paid no attention to when she told me what it was.

this woman is the wife of my ex-pastor who i sent a really mean message to when some shit went down and i stopped going to church (and then i blocked her because i know how to dish it but i sure can't handle taking it, especially when i was a literal kid). :)

why the fuck did i not recognize her???? why did she not recognize me??? why didn't i understand her name???? why is she in a studio that teaches you how to pole dance??? we give each other OF tips in there??? why did she tell me my stomach looked good and my outfit was nice??? aren't you supposed to be holy?? did you change??? are you faking?? is this real life???

i haven't seen that mean old woman in YEARSSS and she looks a lot different. i imagine i do too. i'm not 18/19 anymore. she's not... idk, 50? anymore.

sooo yeah. :) i called my mom and said, bitchhhhhh guess who i talked to for an hour straight and didn't even realize. she was flabbergasted.

so now i can never to bungee fitness on saturdays again.

#when life gives you lemons :)#and you talk to the lemon like a dipshit :)

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happiestplacehq · 16 days

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March Feedback Survey Results

First of all, big thank you to those who took part in the wee survey posted in the March interest check. Your feedback has been super valuable! I love hearing from you, as this RP is as much mine as it is yours; there wouldn't be an RP without all you lovely people.

If you missed the end of the month and would still like to give me some feedback, you can do so at this link [here]. Any and all feedback is much appreciated.

Here is a summary of the results of the poll, which I will use to inform what we do going forward in the RP. These are mostly the choice questions, as the typed answers I will be keeping for personal feedback about what can be improved, what you guys are looking for and so on:

Would you prefer to keep the relaxed interest checks or would you prefer an activity check with more enforced activity rules?

100% voted to keep interest checks over activity checks.

Whether you chose interest checks or activity checks, would you prefer these to remain monthly or to switch to a quarterly check?

66.7% voted to keep interest checks to a monthly occurrence over a quarterly one.

Do you like group wide events?

100% of you voted yes!

Would you like more events in the future?

100% voted yes!

How many events do you think we should have a year?

This is where Gemma's brain short-circuited trying to figure out the best course of action: 33.3% voted for 2 bi-annual events, 33.3% voted for 3 or more events, 16.7% said "I think maybe 2 or 3 major events is fun ... and event that's done in chapters/part rather than one big thing all at once" and 16.7% said "idk tbh"

Which months do you find best suited for events?

This was multiple choice. 100% voted October (Halloween Time), 83.3% voted April (Hootenanny Time) rip my poor planning, 66.7% voted July (Summertime), and 33.3% voted December (Christmas/ New Year).

Would you like to have mini events through the year, or stick to bigger events?

100% voted yes to mini events!

Would you like the Big Plot to move forward more quickly, or stay at the pace it's at?

100% voted More Quickly! (Which means keep your eyes peeled for more plot related things going forward!)

How would you feel about another town-wide plot drop? A la the blue flashing snow storm from our 1st year (but not that. Mr. B has work to do!).

100% voted they would love another event like this!

Finally, I am leaving this post here with some of the really nice positive messages that I received in this poll that I think you should all have a wee look at! I absolutely appreciate all of you here, and I'm sure you can see how much we all appreciate each other as well. Thank you again, friends! (Some players have been sent their positive messages privately also, there was so much love in this survey!)

"Honestly I love it here and I love being a part of this group. I'm going to continue to try my best to be more active myself and I appreciate everyone's help with that!"

"I love everyone!!! I love everyone's enthusiasm. I think everyone's characters are great and they play them really well."

"And then I love Claire's writing style as well, she has a way with words that paints a detailed picture about a persons emotions that I envy so much."

"i like paige's diverse range of characters & her enthusiasm. she's fun to write with."

"i really love samantha's flowing writing style, and how alive her characters seem. i also really like naomi's variety in muses and how she makes them really distinct from one another while keeping a consistent writing style throughout"

"It's so hard to pick a favorite. I love how nuanced and complex Logan/Lock is. I love Dezi ( I know I have just given away my identity with this one lol), I love the kitten triplets, I love Sofia, Hans, Lorelai, Tina--I really can't pick a single character I love most because I really am always excited to see everyone's characters."

"I think Lottie. I like the way she's portrayed here, it's different from most RPs I've been in with other disney characters like this."

"charlotte la bouff, i have a soft spot for her. but for comedy vibes it's iridessa and tina"

"oz, tina, and ella. oz because of his easygoing nature, tina because of her determination to cause mayhem, and ella because of her sweetness and kindness towards everyone."

"I like that we became a big family that just loves to write with one another"

"I love how comfortable everyone is with each other. I also love that everyone is so respectful. As for the rp itself, I love that characters can develop at their own pace"

#happiestmod

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bekkathyst · 9 months

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Clearance Sale Rules + Procedure August 4th 2023

Hello friends! Everyone planning to participate in the sale today, please read! This is how everything will work. Tonight and tomorrow I will be posting as much of my leftover inventory as possible at the lowest prices I can offer to hopefully make room for incoming new shipments.

I will start posting items for sale directly here on Tumblr. To claim an item and place your order, do the following:

Reply to the post (those who are unable to reply for whatever reason can reblog) saying “sold” or “mine". It’s important you do this so we can see who claimed something first.

Keep a list of everything you claim (with the item number for each item). Once I’m done posting or once you're done claiming, please send me a message on the instant messenger.

Include the following information in your message:

Your email address for the invoice, the country you live in (for shipping purposes - we are shipping from Austria), and the list of what you claimed (with the item numbers). Also please let me know if you want your order to be *open box* or *ready to ship*. “Open box” simply means you want us to hang onto your items after you pay so that you can continue to add things from future sales to either meet the free shipping minimum or just so everything can be shipped together for convenience 😊

Be sure to send your info at the end of the sale or whenever you’re sure you’re done claiming.

Invoices will be sent after the two days of posting, on Sunday. Invoicing will be done through my online shop “Bekkathyst” - the invoice gets sent to your email and you can pay with a PayPal account or a credit or debit card. You don’t need to have a PayPal account to pay.

Payment is due by the end of Tuesday (August 8th). Please pay as soon as possible.

Unfortunately due to problems we have encountered before - if you claim items and then at the end of the sale don’t respond to your invoice or ask to cancel your entire order, you will be blocked.

If you decide you’re backing out of a claim before the sale is over, message me so that I can delete your comment. Please try to avoid doing this. Thank you!

All US, Canada & EU orders of $60 or more will ship for free!

We will now offer an “open box” option in which you can continue to keep your order open (aka have us not ship it yet) for future sales so everything can be shipped together once you’re ready. When you send your info please don’t forget to let me know if you’d like your order to be *open box* or *ready to ship*. Thank you!! 🙏

We are able to offer everything today at lower prices because doing a sale like this saves us tons of time compared to nicely photographing everything and listing it on our website. For this reason please note that items are selected randomly from the listings and it isn��t possible for us to take special requests unless stated in the listing. That being said, please be courteous and respectful, as this will likely get stressful!

Any questions? Feel free to ask! I hope you’ll join us and have lots of fun! <3

#original #rules #item sale #new item sale

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emilykaldwen · 2 months

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I dont understand why ppl want to get spoilers (that anon worrying abt aegon cheating) for fics or things in general, like, just read on and all your questions will get answered..

You told anon that abby is the only person he truly deeply loved, and yeah its obvious when reading it, but I could also imagine aegon falling in love along the way with other people he engaged with sexually, doesn’t mean he doesn’t love abby still. Maybe the love for the others wasn’t as deep or true, but just bc he loves abby doesn’t mean he cant fall in love (at least a little) with someone else too.

To be honest it doesn’t really seem like it when reading, since he really seems to only have his eyes on abby (romantically) all those years, but it wouldn’t be impossible to sneak in a second love interest for him.. would you do that in Maiden?

First off, thank you everyone who has sent nice/kind messages to me re: Maiden. I really do love my story and the only interest I'm able to tell is people who leave me comments. Thank you for making me feel less like i'm shouting into the void.

People like spoilers because they're hungry for answers. Why do you think there's so much speculation about season two of house of the dragon? And the anon who asked for the heartbreak spoiler, I didn't mind giving because I don't consider it a spoiler. I say right in the story summary that Abby and Aegon will have a Happy Ending, because in this fandom, there are a lot of stories that follow the 'rocks fall and everyone dies' plot of the book. This story isn't. I have heard of people who have been blindsided by poorly tagged stories where they thought they were getting a happy ship ending only to have the canon character like, cheat and then brutalize the OC pairing they were in. I have no problem whatsoever answering questions like this.

As the author, I'm asking you, the reader, to invest your time and emotions into the story I'm crafting. I want you to care. I want you to come along the ride with me! But this is also a fun hobby, and I know if I were a reader and then had the rug pulled out from under me, I wouldn't feel great. This is fic. This is free. This isn't a book I bought. So no, I don't mind reassuring people that Abby and Aegon are going to be okay, and that the current arc that anon was going into wasn't going to go into infidelity. If there was cheating in the story, I absolutely would tag it that way because that's an appropriate trigger. Whatever Aegon is doing during the particular arc, I do not consider it infidelity. Abby and Aegon are betrothed by outside force, but they aren't committed to each other. They're operating on that 'assumption feeling'. And there's a difference.

I think people are so capable of falling in love more than once in their lives. The idea of 'the one soulmate' is romantic as a trope, but it doesn't always resonate, you know?

I have to tease you here, Anon, because you just chided the other anon for asking for spoilers, and then asked me for a spoiler here! But I will say I already answered this question in the fic! In chapter 5:

And the love he had/thought he had for this person doesn't take away from his depth of feeling for Abby! No one person can be everything, and that's a thesis statement within the story. Aegon doesn't think he can be with Abby, so he was actively trying to move on from her!

I'm not sure if you're asking if I would consider this or if you're requesting this sort of plot. I do not take requests for plot in the story, and I hope this answered your question!

Thank you so much for your interest in Maiden! It really excites me to know that people enjoy the story, and I always love to hear about what you're enjoying and what questions you might have.

#fic: the maiden and the drowning boy #apologies for the long ramble #but I wanted to sufficiently answer your question

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rockybloo · 11 months

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I'm closing my asks on this blog for a bit

Thank you to everyone who sent in genuine questions about stuff or just sent in nice messages. I really appreciate it when people take the time to ask me about lore or my art or just OC stuff in general.

But some of the asks are just getting too memey or people are using me as a joke dispenser and I am not having as much fun answering them as I used to. I think these past two months have been the most amount of asks I've deleted in all my time on Tumblr. I've been starting to feel uncomfortable reading some of them honestly.

So I'mma close the box for a bit. Eventually I'll reopen it so this won't be permanent but man oh man I need a break.

#rocky rambles

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thefudge · 7 months

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hi dr. fudge! i hope you're doing well.

firstly, i want to express how much i love your writing. your fics helped me discover, explore, and better understand my appeal for darker fiction. i started reading your work in my teens and having your fic as this counter to the puritan takes on tumblr about "immoral fiction" really helped me avoid experiencing a lot of shame and general misunderstanding about dark fiction that i'm sure would've plagued my younger years otherwise. so thank you immensely for that.

that brings me to my next point and question: how do you just write shamelessly and stop caring whether people "approve" of your ship and taste? i know it is SO silly to care and that you can't appease everyone, but i'm writing my first "dark" ship - which isn't even dark, it's just pretty disliked bc one half of the ship is the show's Asshole Sexist Guy and he's paired with a more lovable female character - but i'm still oddly nervous about it? it's just a different pairing than what i usually write for.

but my needless anticipation about a possibly negative reception bc it's out of my norm and, again, bc it's for a ship where the guy is "problematic" are affecting my ability to write and souring my excitement about this fic. i know there's literally nothing wrong with this, the stakes are so low, and people will likely not care that much but if they do, who cares, yet i can't shake these nagging thoughts! i was wondering if you had any insight you could lend about Letting It Go and just enjoying writing again without these concerns getting in the way.

my apologies for dumping this ridiculously long ask on your doorstep. i always look forward to hearing your thoughts about anything and you're so kind to your anons, which is why i sent this to you. thank you for all that you do! i hope you have a nice day. :-)

omgosh, getting emotional about that first paragraph and you reading my work in your teens! :'''') thank you <3 i'm really glad i could be a good influence.

as for your qualms about writing your own darker ship, i get your anxieties, but the right ppl will find and engage with your story, because there's a hunger for bolder content that tackles darker themes in a genuine fashion. think of it this way, some ppl are just as anxious about asking for this content, as you are about writing it. so you guys will find each other.

the negative comments/reactions usually fall into two categories: 1. Spanish inquisition trolls who did not even read the story but want to berate you for tackling anything they consider improper (and you just ignore/delete/block those), 2. genuine criticism about the way you tackled the ship/themes, which may sometimes come from a good place, but which can still be a dick move if it's too aggressive or not at all constructive. The second kind of criticism may sometimes happen if the author writes dark fic that's very OOC and lacking in substance, where it's impossible to imagine the characters doing the actions in the fic, and the author doesn't even try to make it believable. and for what it's worth, though i understand the criticism in those cases, there should be room for those kinds of fics too, where ppl just wanna have fun and not think too much about it, because the right ppl will find those fics too. from your message, i get the impression that you put a lot of thought into this and you want to write a dark fic where you want the pairing to be believable and make sense, which means you'll be careful about characters and storytelling, and i think that will come through in the writing, which is why i also think you'll get positive reactions. just the fact that you care so much will seep into your writing and make the readers appreciate it.

even if you're anxious about this process, your brain already knows the answer, because you seem like you really want to write this, so let that feeling guide you, let it be bigger than your worries, because it IS bigger than your worries. ultimately, you want to make smth you enjoy, and that feeling is infectious, so your readers will feel the same. and even if they don't, i'll be here, cheering you on! so drop a link when you've posted it!

#replies #writing #fanfiction #fandom

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curatoroffiction · 11 months

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OH MY GOD I RECENTLY FOUND YOU ACCOUNT AND SAW THE LINK TO YOUR AO3! I found "A Rose by Any Other Name" AND READ IT ALL THE WAY THROUGH! I LOVE THE CONCEPT AND HOW YOU WROTE EVERYONE!

I absolutely love you you wrote, us(reader/prefect) as this unbothered in others perspective, strong (that comment Leona made 😘), high profile prefect. While we're still relatable/ casual/ normal, getting mad, cracking jokes, thinking for themselves ( Vil and Rook scene)

And that's just on us (there's still a lot more I can say about us and how you said we looked extra good and neat to others to the point they thought we were doing it for attention when we normally look like that)

How you write the other characters is just 🙌🙏🙏🙇‍♀️

Had their own agenda super yummy yum reading how they think and act. Especially with how they were going back and forth overthinking. (Low-key simping for us 🤭😏)

I don't use AO3 often so idk if there's a lil area which tells you when was the last time it's been updated but if it's been a while are you planning on writing more for it? (No pressure, I'm just genuinely curious ❤️ also since I rushed back into Tumblr to write this I didn't check anything else both in AO3 and here 😭)

The reason I sent this ask is just for me to show my appreciation!( I like to tell authors when I geek out over their writing cause I feel it would be nice to see someone doing so) You write so beautifully and evoke emotion out of me with each word. I'm super thankful for you and any other writer reading this <3 Y'all truly deserve to be appreciated and know how much life you bring into the community. As well as how many smiles you make 🙇‍♀️ please continue to take care of yourself by taking a drink of water often.

Oh my god this is so lovely. Hahahaha, you're such a sweetheart. I'm so glad my work has evoked such strong emotion from you! "A Rose By Any Other Name" is a series I've had a lot of fun writing. It's so funny to me that people love it - I think it's up there as one of my top 3-4 most read series.

For anyone who isn't familiar with it, it's a series I wrote about Twisted Wonderland, where the prefect gets DOUSED with a potion that makes them smell like people's favorite scents. It's a very silly fic whose concept still makes me laugh. It's absolutely meant to be completely indulgent fluff.

Here's the link if anyone would like to read it

To answer your questions, I absolutely do plan to continue that series. I have plans for the reader to go through different interactions with each dorm, getting sucked into all kinds of ridiculous shenanigans and silliness. It'll be a while before I post anything, but, the series definitely isn't abandoned.

Thank you so much for reaching out to share your appreciation - Your message just made me bubble up with delight. Hahaha! I love hearing from folks who love my work, and I'm glad to get to share it with ya'll. I have such wonderful readers.

Thank you to everyone who reads and enjoys my work!

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beachylupin · 8 months

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@loving-and-dreaming tagged me in a little tag she made to get to know me! how cute!! thank you for tagging little ol' me! <3

name: ro

age: twenty-six soon

country you live in: usa

fandoms: mainly stranger things and harry potter (golden and murauders) but i've been known to dabble in spiderman. i read just about anything though

why are you on tumblr: i love the community! it's been so nice to be part of such a lovely community of people who are so supportive! also, everyone here is so incredibly talented!

favorite thing about yourself: i would say my eyes or my freckles, but that's really cliche. umm maybe my perseverance? big "pulling myself up by my boot straps" kind of gal

something you think you are known for: i honestly have no idea. people like to call me type a or "anal." you know, making sure everything is organized, doing waaay too much research about things (especially with writing), being a perfectionist, i love doing paperwork... is that something i can be known for?

who are you in the friend group: the quiet introverted one that comes to like... one hangout a month (ie i have no friends because i'm anti-social irl and people make me nervous) ((pls be my friend online though, i am begging))

who do you love the most: my family

what brought you to tumblr in the first place: i think i've almost always been a resident of tumblr. i first came on here for harry potter when i was like... 12 and just never really left. i was on here when acacia brinley and the xx were popular on here if that gives you any indication on just how old i really am

is there something you regret doing: i could be here all day trying to answer that question

top five songs: listen, this list changes weekly, but here's what i got this week... chateau by djo, anthony kiedis by remi wolf, borderline by tame impala, amoeba by clairo, money trees by kendrick lamar

if you could go anywhere, where would you go: probably a lake house. i've been craving a little lake swim lately. i'd also really want to go to a coast of some sort... like maine or washington. and i've always wanted to go to greece, and italy, and scotland, but i don't travel well so that's why i'm thinking of places in the continental us lol

what is your hobby: reading, knitting, writing, and playing video games (sims, baulder's gate, valorant, and fortnite are the most frequently visited on my pc, but mario kart and just dance are popular on my switch)

any tv shows you're watching: modern family, what we do in the shadows, new girl, and futurama

what movie did you last watch: uncle buck with john candy and macaulay culkin

last thing you read: i finished the summer series by jenny han in less than a week, so i highly recommend those if you want your heart torn out and stomped on and then gently put back in it's place. i'm currently reading head like a hole by andrew van wey, and i'm almost always reading whatever @luveline writes because i have a big ol' girl crush on her

last text message you got: from my mom about cleaning her fridge out (something i should really do tbh)

last text message you sent: to my mom saying "wow, sounds fun"

any pets: two pups named peach and olive!

thank you again, love!! this is such a great opportunity for people in this community to get to know one another! i'm not sure if i'm supposed to tag anyone, but if i am, i tag everyone!! i'd love to get to know you all better!

#𓇼 speaks #tag game #thank you love!

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dontrollthedicesideblog · 2 years

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AHHHHHH I just realized ur theeee hydrocarbon and now I gotta bust into ur asks to say. HELLO!!! I LOVE YOUR FANFIC

I've been so excited for every update. Your version of Yu is probably my favorite out of all the fanfica I've read. I just love the way ur able to incorporate what would feel like in game dailogue options before settling on one he would pick. And I do love how u write his struggle with wanting to stay I Inaba. Which in most fics have him want to stay cause of his friends which I get but like!!! WHAT ABOUT Nanako AND Dojima. That's his fam ;-;

Ahhh I could also go on and on about yosuke and his relationships with everyone too. SO MANY SIBLING DYNAMICS. Ur little brother teddie is great. And I always like to think. As much as yosuke gets mad at him it's like...he still cares for him. In game he still knows when to back off and tell him he's always welcome. And of course YUKARI AND YOSUKE. ahh the trauma ahh the healing. It's been soooo 😚👌💖 following them along their journey. Overcoming themselves and growing closer again. I just wanna cry.. I can't wait to see more of them from u :D

And ONE MORE THING. BUT I JUST NEED U TO KNOW . I am such a sucker for a yu that can hide honesty in his jokes. The "cute cute cute" thoughts and cheek pinches.....feels like a slice of reddie (which I hope u don't mind me saying. It's one of my fav dynamics so it was just nice to see again hehe 😅)

AAAA HELLO???? hi i love your art so much (if you uh. couldnt tell from the ask i sent you) when i saw this was from you i went all alksdjflksadjf for a little bit 👉👈

thank you so much for affirming my Characterization Choices with yu bc oh wow! that boy can fit so many characters in him and near the beginning of the fic in question i was still trying to find my footing with who i wanted him to be. but i feel like no matter what, nanako is priority to him. and like. dojima has his issues in canon but hes not a bad guy and yu's still his family. i want this family unit to be a thing so bad 😭

oh yosuke has like peak sibling dynamic vibes with everyone he interacts with and i think its hilarious. i am a hanamura bros enjoyer first and person second ☝️ you are so right!!! they annoy each other a lot but they still care so much about each other :( and it's been very fun taking apart canon and putting them together like lego pieces for yukari and yosukes story. i hope you enjoy whats to come!

YU THAT CAN HIDE HONESTY IN HIS JOKES thats peak characterization, i love seeing that in other fics so much. its one of my favorite tropes of like "haha you think this is a joke but i am being so honest right now :)" i just think that is very neat. im happy you think so too!

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE KIND WORDS :((( i spent so much time just staring at this message and grinning, i really appreciate the thought you put into this :')

#informal response to your tags in the ask i sent but #it only just hit me that yosukes birthday is in june?#and junes is a thing?#i May Be Stupid #ALSO i love ur art and ur reblogs are so funny alskdjfla #i dont actually know what reddie is tbh #I HAVE DEFINITELY SEEN THE TERM BEFORE THOUGH #the specific memory just eludes me #a mystery 👀#THANK YOU again for being nice to me :(

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ofhope-a · 2 years

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Anon here again to wish you a very happy weekend! I hope you get to do something fun!

Anonymous asked: Positivity anon back at it again! I hope you have an excellent week! Is there anything you're particularly excited about that's happening this week? Or, is there anything you're looking forward to for Halloween? Lastly, only answer this if you feel comfy doing so! What is something that you'd like to let your mutuals know about you?

Anonymous asked: Sorry this one is later than usual, but here's positivity anon wanting to wish you a very happy weekend! Did you get to do anything fun during the week or is there something this weekend that you're looking forward to? Finally, try to do something nice for yourself! Buy that thing you've had your eye on, treat yourself to takeout, etc etc! Remember that you're always loved and needed and that your presence here brightens up the day of everyone who is on your dash! ♡

Before I ramble on about any of my stuff, let me first write something for you: thank you, sincerely, for coming up with this. I, as well as many others, greatly appreciate you checking in on us and helping to make the community more positive, and to feel more loved. You are a dove for letting people feel seen, for asking their thoughts on things, and for reminding people of something important -- things to look forward to. Life can be overbearing, and the weight can become cumbersome, but the promise of something to look forward to helps us shoulder that weight, and I’m so thankful to you for spreading that message. Whether you continue doing this or not, please, please know that your efforts are immensely appreciated, and that I, as well as others, hope that you have had a fantastic week, month, and that the end of the year greets you with loving hugs and warm meals. ♥

October was kind of a lot for me, so I didn’t get to get to these; I’m sorry! Please know that every time I opened my app and saw a notification from you, it made me smile regardless of what went on during the day. Since you were so kind to ask, I’ll apply that first question to this week, and answer that last bit: I’m excited for Halloween! I never really do much, but Halloween’s always felt like a cozy holiday to me. I haven’t dressed up in years, nor have I ever went to a Halloween party, but I love lounging around and watching scary movies for a few hours. I hope you’ll have a scarily good Halloween as well, anon!

And as for me, hmm. Hmmm... It’s not really about me, but I defeated the final boss of Persona 5 on the first try! It’s silly, but I’ve always been proud of it. Especially considering how stressful it was.

I think this last one was sent a couple weeks back... and as for that, I at the time was considering adding Dr. Maruki to my list! I wasn’t sure at first, but then I was really sure, and now I’m strangely excited to write him! Normally I get a sense of dread adding new characters; I know how much a character can mean to someone, and I never want to “ruin” that character for them. But for some reason, with Maruki, I don’t feel any worries. Special thank you to Jassi for encouraging me to do so!

Now, I want to finish this off with you - I hope you encourage the same things for yourself as you encourage for me and for others! You deserve to be spoiled just as everyone else does. So, if you’re feeling snacky, go ahead and get that treat you’ve had your eye on! Or if there’s a specific thing you want, get it; you deserve to have the same kind of warm, happy days you desire others to have, never forget that. Thank you once more for this special treat. ♥

#I apologize again for these being late; but thank you - sincerely - for sending them to me. <3 #ooc.

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