#I REALLY wanna finish this but i have so much pending work...
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A sketch that got out of hand from IG. I’d really like to color this but I’m currently in the process of adding more dogs so :)
There’s also a proper background that i have to finish... but anyways, please don’t repost.
#my art#hatake kakashi#uzumaki naruto#uchiha saske#haruno sakura#naruto#im not gonna tag everyone but#back there is iruka genma hayate and gai#and the real kakashi lmao#I REALLY wanna finish this but i have so much pending work...
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Are there any other types of G/t stories you would like to make? Like other genres or something?
Oh Goodness- there are so many. I have quite the backlog of ideas I want to play around with, but I really want to write something to completion before starting on new ideas.
These are a few that I am committed to doing eventually.
These are all working "titles"/concepts
Measure of a Man : a shrinking story based off one of my prompt posts where there's a societal innovation to incorporate shrinking technology with the general public for highly specialized jobs, and general sustainability. A man trying to make ends meet for his family and do whats right takes on a specialized job that requires him undergoing shrinking. He doesn't like the idea, but is committed to giving everything for those he cares about. He doesn't anticipate the humiliation- he sacrifices so much of what he values in himself for others, yet find himself the butt of jokes, his previous authority dismissed, loses his ability to be physically there for those he cares about. A very angsty story of morality, duty, the exploration of masculinity, and finding ones place in the world.
How Tall is ___? : Another story based of one of my brainrot prompts. After a series of funny conversations, a group of friends realize none of them can agree on one of their friends heights. They eventually discover their friend has the ability to shrink/grow at will and uses for his own convenience. As of right now its just some silly dude bro slice of life comedy.
Cursed : [Redacted cause this is gonna be a massive project and I wanna keep it spoiler free]
Title pending : A story about an entomologist and their deaf intern stumbling onto a colony of fairies. Story splits into two distinct storylines as the pair get separated. Adventure romance with some shrinking
Title Pending: Possibly could just be an au, but - feral giants. Due to an unknown reason, people have suddenly started growing- but the transformation seems to be extremely traumatic, causing a lot of damage to higher thinking/functioning, leaving the giants relying mainly on instinct, vibes, memories. If the giant perceived you as a threat when they were human, they may act out in fear or aggression, and have become a significant threat to society. They are essentially very large an dangerous animals, with moderate intelligence.
Title Pending: I WANNA DO SOMETHING WITH BULLY/NERD +SHRINKING SO BAD.
One Missed Call: Gonna keep this vague cause the meet cute on this is gonna be juicy. Borrower. Terf war. Mad Max semi sci-fi.
Theres a few more, but I wanna keep those to myself for now until I have a better idea of how I wanna write them.
I'd like to aim for finishing a fic every year, but that may be lofty. We shall see. I have so much I want to write and it just keeps piling up😭
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Fics I'm working on ✨
Hey there! I just thought that, since I'm a veeeery slow (and chaotic) writer, I could let you guys see a list of all the fics, AUs and HCs I'm working on or intend to work on in the near future! ✨
@itsavee4117 @vulpixfairy1985 @keakruiser @peaches2217 @bberetd would you like to take a look? 🥰
Since I take my notes mostly in Spanish, I'll comment and translate a few things:
-Firstly, two of those fics were inspired by two beautiful pieces I LOVE and could stare at forever: this one and this one. Guess the fics they've inspired are both pretty obvious 🤭😝 ("chillando" means "screaming" btw 🤭)
-Secondly, you'll see two AUs that are not mine, but to which I'd like to add my personal take! I'm pretty sure you're all familiar with @multicolour-ink's Anastasia AU 😍 I did write my own version of the ballroom scene, but still gotta go and correct it very deeply (that's actually what "corregir muy a fondo" means). Also, when Multi posted their Hunger Games AU, I mentioned that a few months ago, I went and wrote what could be the beginning of the Hunger Games with Mario and Luigi in the roles of Katniss and Prim, so that's there too! ("repasar y editar" = "revise and edit").
-Thirdly, I wanna go and finally finish my Luigi's Mansion fic, since the third and last chapter is long overdue! The Dream Team one is only a mere idea right now (haven't even taken notes yet), but regarding Superstar Saga, I have written one of the two fics that I mention up there! I gotta go and edit it and then write the other (for this one I have taken notes).
Oh, and that Luigi's Mansion 3 fic you see there... Yes, it happens to be the angstier thing I've ever written 🤭 Gotta work on it so I can start posting it soon!
-... Yes, I have four AUs in mind 😬 I've actually written down notes for three of them (and I have the fourth in mind), but... The first two are based on two shows that I don't know how famous are around here? 😬😅 So I'm pretty unsure about posting them 😅 The other two are based on two famous movies, so I do intend to bring them someday. I just don't when yet 😅
-I also have a few HCs that I'd like to share with you guys soon! And of course they had to be focused on Luigi, my favorite Mario character, and Luaisy, my favorite couple 🤭 I love them so much I just couldn't resist! (Also: "cuquis" means "cuties" and is pronounced exactly the same way as "cookies"! 🥰)
And about that last one... I've been wanting to write Luaisy smut for a few months now, and @itsavee4117's fic (please go read it if you haven't yet!) inspired me to give it a try (and your words of encouragement too 💖), but I'm still so insecure about it! 😅 I don't know if it'll end up happening someday, but hey, at least the intention is there! ("quiero pero no estoy segura socorro" literally means "I wanna but I'm not sure help" 😂 So yeah, you can see I am truly doubting on this one 😅)
-Last but not least, please allow me to bring back something from almost two months ago: this post. Yes, it's been too long, and I feel terribly sorry for @peaches2217 and @itsavee4117 since you both sent me prompts back in January (which I'm deeply grateful for 💖) and I still. Haven't. Answered. 😬 Dishonor on me and my cow for real.
But hey, you see the first two fics I've listed? Those are the prompts that you sent me and both have been written and are almost ready to finally be shown to the world! 😁 I actually intend to post one of them later today, so if you finally wish to see your questions answered, stay tuned! And again: sorry to keep you waiting for so long. I really hope the wait will be worth it 🫂🤞💖
(Also, thanks to @keakruiser, who also sent me a prompt from this list back in January, I wrote this fic based on Dream Team, so thanks a lot for your prompt, Kea! 💖)
This is it for now! If you have anything to say or ask or comment or whatever, feel free to do so! My asks are open! 💖
(I'll answer my pending asks tomorrow, btw! Promise! Thank you for sending them and sorry for taking too long to answer, I'll really work on fixing that 🫂💖)
Here's my AO3 in case you wanna go check any of the fics I've posted so far! ✨
If you read everything, thank you so so much! 🫂 Love you, dear friends! 💖
#super mario bros#super mario fanfic#my fics#my fanfics#silenzahra#fics I'm working on#future fics#future HCs#future AUs#WIP
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TELL ME EVERYTHING ABOUT YOUR GENSHIN MADOKA AU PLEASE
also your art is really good. i love it. it is *chefs kiss* amazing
THANK YOU! :D
Okay so- we all know how the au ends, so I wanna ramble a bit on how it started
Venti and his mom moved into town because Reasons (Istaroth may or may not be on the run from something and is trying to just live her life in peace) where Venti meets NB (name still pending) and the rest of his rebellion friends in canon
It honestly just plays out as much as you'd expect. Everything's fine until it isn't
So I still haven't worked out this part yet, but it involves a collapsing building and everyone being at the wrong place at the wrong time. I mentioned before somewhere that Venti came home all dusty and covered in blood that day and yeah this is why
And then the demon cat himself shows up offering a solution at the low low price of Venti's soul. Venti, being an impulsive 14 year old at the time who just found 2 of his friends dead and is riddled in guilt, takes it up
His wish had something to do about wanting to change even just a little thing so bam! He gets to have minor time travel powers and goes back to trip up NB and pull Amos away with him, so crisis averted!
They still end up on the news tho and Raggy, being the responsible oldest, personally gets everyone home safe
There's a scene where Istaroth looks at Venti, then to Gunnhildr and Raggy, pulls Venti inside and slams the door in ther faces
Also, here's just a bunch of random stuff
All the og 7 were already magical girls by the time they met. They all had their separate territories and never interacted until a few of them ended up coming across each other hunting a witch. Venti was the one to suggest they all keep in contact and one of them managed to get the last few into the group
Makoto taught Venti how to make paper stars and throughout the au, Venti is filling up a bottle with them that has the Seven's colors, though it never gets finished
Ei isn't a magical girl and never ends up as one, she's just a teenage girl with a naginata fighting horrors beyond comprehension
They think Venti's magic involves splitting because of how some of his attacks have him appear at several places at once. It's actually just the timeline getting messed around with a bit
Also, almost everyone thinks being around Venti makes them luckier when in reality Venti's just using magic to make things more convenient for his friends sometimes
Venti's witch form can completely regenerate from his familiars since they're also a part of him and could immediately manifest in another area as soon as he gets defeated, bringing the grief seed along with him. The fight would've been quicker with Venti's magic allowing everyone to destroy the witch at the same time but.
Missing persons cases went up significantly during the week the rest of the Seven were fighting Venti
Rukkha was gonna be a big sister
Venti, Vennessa, NB, and Dvalin all go to the same school and sometimes have lunch at the roof. Their school has no rooftop floor, they're literally just on the roof of one of the buildings
Istaroth regularly swings a bat at Kyubey whenever the thing shows up near their house while Venti isn't looking
Zhongli is very much intimidated by Venti's mom, but he won't ever admit that
Venti knew about the witches but never told anyone until just before he became one
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2023 Year-End Fic Round Up
many thanks to @itsmoonpeaches and @chocomd for the tags
oh boi i have not written a lick of a word since starting college again but here goes nothing
Words written (published or not, WIPs totally count too!):
149,165. probably have more due to wips that i started (but didn't finish) last year but for now i'll go with this number
Smut scenes written (if applicable): 0
New things I tried:
dabbled a lil in the Spiderverse fandom with my drabble a thin thread of trust, broken
tried my hand at a more romantically inclined fic premise with a love worth fighting for, my kataang forbidden lovers au
tried my hand at integrating Chinese culture a lot more into the ATLA world with Pangu, my kataang week fic written for the Injured prompt
other than that, there wasn't that much i experimented with. it felt a bit like the same old, same old
Fic I spent the most time on: definitely a love worth fighting for. twas a multi-chap with 6 chapters, with the word count ranging anywhere from 2k to 6k words? maybe even more. but not only did i want to portray the romance, i also wanted to flesh out the worldbuilding, develop other relationships b/w characters in this au, and so on. thus, this fic was warranted to be the one i spent the most time on
Fic I spent the least time on: a thin thread of trust, broken. it was really just a drabble from Thoughts i was having about Across the Spiderverse, specifically about Gwen and her relationship with her friends and Miles and also as a response to the unwarranted Gwen hate that she got post-movie something something misogyny something something redemption not being necessary for her because she was just a teen caught in a horrible situation but i digress
Favourite thing I wrote: oof idk. i think i really love how Pangu turned out, mostly because that was my first really deep dive into trying to integrate Chinese culture into the ATLA world. i know the premise of the fic was for kataang week, but my intention here was to delve deeper into the loneliness and burden Aang would inevitably feel in being the Avatar, and how it's always Katara (and his other friends) who help carry that burden with him. i think the story of Pangu really helps act as that parallel to Aang, but where the giant in the story was alone and eventually perished under the weight of his burden, Aang's friends help shoulder that weight with him and help him live.
Favourite thing I read: i'll be honest, i haven't really read a lot of fics recently, but one that does stand out for me is @chocomd's Enough, a kataang hanahaki fic, and its sequel The Deal. the writing between these two fics is incredibly gorgeous and haunting, managing to capture a kind of horrific beauty in both the hanahaki that afflicted Katara and the hope-turned-horror of Aang's eventual deal with... well, you'd have to read these fics to find out.
Writing goals for next year:
i'll probably take a sharp right turn from ATLA for now and head off towards writing fic for Genshin. i don't really have any good ideas for ATLA for now, which probably means i need a change of pace and to discover new material to work with. i'll probably come back to ATLA someday, but right now, between school and impending work and my hyperfixation on Genshin, i just can't find anything to work with.
in a similar vein above, i'm probably gonna take a break from romance and introspection and try my hand at action and adventure. unlike most of the Genshin fandom, i don't really ship anyone with anyone, and i also don't care about what the fandom thinks - i'm happy in my own little corner. i also recently read Six of Crows and i think it's high-time i try and conduct my own kind of plot. maybe through a mafia au? dungeon au? apocalypse? spy? who knows
even though i'm looking to eventually turn to Genshin, i do wanna finish up my pending Demon Slayer AU fic The Last Wind-Breather. i kinda want it to be a series of fics in the world, but for now i think i'll finish up the 2nd chapter and then come back to this au from time to time, write whatever comes to mind.
aaaand with that being said, i should probably at least get a chapter or two out for see the sky and sea (and remember me). started this fic in 2022, but even then i want to tie up my loose ends, give these fics the endings they deserve
Tagging (no pressure): @flameohotwife @benwvatt @shameaboutthedilettantism @coyotelemon and anyone else who wants to join in, feel free to!
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ICYMI 1
it's been a blur but i want to write this down. here it is:
on thursday i finished that final paper i was talking about and went to simmons dining with @anas-bizarre-adventure (shoutout to swipe sharing!).
i give it a 3.75/5. could definitely use more variety but what they had was done well. look, plantains! hooray! (and yay, milk!) ana and i spoke spanish throughout this meal and i surprised myself by being kind of funny in spanish (recuerdo que dije "las personas en simmons son similares a las personas en next, pero las personas aquí duchan.")
friday, @budumtssss and i woke up late (for different reasons) and hit up the new house gym, working hard to build the fattest, filthiest dumptrucks we could. we were definitely feeling the weight and walking slowly afterwards.
we walked slowly with ana all the way to pika, because @emill-lirios invited us to their bbq at 3pm. we arrived at around 4pm, but due to a cultural misunderstanding between poc time and white people time, we were baffled to see that the bbq was winding down. some people had already eaten and were hanging out or smoking or going back into the house, and there we were, adrift, three ducklings without a mother, facing each other in a circle to prevent other people from talking to us, with no idea how to go about getting plates or hamburger buns and no willingness to ask. it was not very dignified.
luckily we had one almost-complete computer science education (pending a final on tuesday, good luck!) to share between the three of us, and we mustered up enough social intelligence to figure out how to get food (some guy asked ana if she wanted cheese on her burger and that was the breakthrough). michael was ready to break his plant-based diet, surely by accident, but ana caught it and someone got him his rightful plant-based burger. then em ale finally came and we didn't have to worry about the possibility of being asked why we were there. a collective sigh of relief.
a 4.25/5. not that the food itself was better than simmons, but the vibes were so good. free food in the backyard of a cool house in cambridgeport with friends! what more could you ask for?
em ale took us on a tour of the house and we played games on the roof and the basement until dark. on the roof i kept thinking that it was moments like these where i remember why i love the onset of summer. the sun was setting, the wind felt nice, and we were losing our minds over a dice game. this month of may feels just like all the other mays before it: always some kids killing time, dying to move onto the next grade, waiting for school to let out and summer to actually start.
once we had enough of michael throwing books on himself and falling over (charades in the game cranium) we headed back to ihouse — but then @lvcyklm called me and invited me to a freestyle dance session somewhere in central. thank god for lucy. i think she might think i didn't like it that much — it was very scary, and i didn't do much, just watched mostly — but it was really cool to see people find new and interesting ways to move the human body, and cool to find out that i could (maybe) move and do things in a way i hadn't before. and it's always cool to see people at school outside of the context of school entirely.
i didn't grab a picture of the dancing but to close out, here's a picture lucy took of me and ana on dorm row the other day:
the sun is setting and we look so happy. this is the kind of stuff i want to keep and save from this place — not MDPs or RNNs or whatever, but these kind of moments. i don't know. going places. killing time. life.
i have to get back to studying, and i have to stop listening to big star by lorde ('i've got so much to tell you and not enough time to do it in' / 'you're a big star, wanna take your picture'). stay tuned for more excursions! see you soon x
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Hi. I recently (maybe a week ago?) discovered you on AO3. I am very quickly reading (almost finished with Bloodstream - pending epilogue you've promised) every 10/Rose thing you've posted on AO3 and I just wanna say please PLEASE never stop writing 10/Rose. I absolutely adore your writing. You are probably my favorite 10/Rose writer right now. You have a brilliant balance of fluff and smut (and plot) that most people can't seem to figure out. I will literally read every DW work you post moving forward, no questions asked. I noticed you continuously put author notes basically saying "hope you all are okay with this much smut cause I can't stop myself" and I just want to say please never stop yourself. Give me all the fluffy smut. I will consume it all and love every minute of it. I don't generally comment on fics (I download onto my kindle to read so comments as I'm reading aren't really possible) but I couldn't let another moment go by without sending you a message saying how much I adore and cherish your writing.
💗💗 Forever a fan of yours.
-A
Wow wow wow wow wow oh my god
I straight up don’t even know what to say besides THANK YOU SO MUCH and you just made my whole damn month. You really don’t even know how special this message is to me and how much I’ll cherish it forever. I’m honored!
I’ve been in such a dark headspace lately, and I’m sure if you read my author’s notes, you know I’m in a constant battle with imposter syndrome. So reading something like this, it makes me feel so much better about myself and this thing I allow to consume just about every corner of my mind these days. I’m so grateful that you found and enjoy my stories so much 💖 knowing anything I write means anything to anyone is insane to me and it feels wonderful and idfk what to do with myself.
I’m also WAY down with you being WAY into my gratuitous smut. It’s my favorite thing to write, so any time someone’s here for it, I’m over the moon. I’m sort of in love/obsessed with Ten and Rose (and of course Tentoo and Rose) and am nowhere near over writing them, so I hope I can continue to meet your expectations.
But seriously, you just played a major role in clearing some of this goddamn black cloud over my head, so thank you, and please be my friend 😂
THANK YOU 💖💖💖💖💖
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I do I do! Oh my God I love “British football” so much, I’m using that from now on. I play soccer, but we call it football here! I’m a goalkeep, which is shocking because I’m so short lol. And, I mean, not to brag but I think I’m pretty good for someone my height 😌
Yeah, it was so stupid. Not that I’ve learned my lesson because I’m most definitely going to keep climbing like a little squirrel hunting for acorns, but I’ll just be a liiiiiitle more careful. Ooh, yeah, you definitely gotta be more careful when living alone. Hopefully you’ve been safe and alright til now.
Omg thank you! You’ve reminded me that I need to finish the new Rick and Morty season. I’ve only watched the first two episodes hehe. I haven’t heard of most of these, but I’ll definitely give em a try! Agh, I’ve been meaning to watch Bojack Horseman since the third season came out. Is it really as good as people say it is? Like, is it worth watching all six seasons?
Aw, Grim! That’s so cute! You must have such a wonderful and creative imagination. Wow. I feel you with the nail polish 100%, I love bright and fun colours, all the glitters and metallics, like… If it’s shiny or bright, it is going on my nails.
I’m so happy you had a good time with your friends and that you wrote two chapters!! I cant wait to read it!!
:0 what a plot twist Grim!! I didn’t expect being asked a question in return aaah! I have to think about that… Oh, jeez okay, I had this dream back in high school, but I still remember it so clearly haha. In grade 12 we had this huge project we needed to do for our music final, and I was putting in so many hours towards it that I dreamt about it! I dreamt that all of Guns and Roses and Queen (don’t ask, long story) came to record vocals and guitar for my project and they kept getting it wrong so the girl who was working on the project with me kicked them out and I was like “omg you can’t just do that that’s queen and gnr omg…” lol. So I went and apologised to them and we had tea together. It still haunts me HAHAHA
And now time for your questions! *rubbing hands together evily* Which season is your favourite? Do you have a specific scent you love? Vinyls or CDs? What was your least favourite subject in school and why? 🎤
MIC ANOOOOOONNNNN wazzzaaapppp. GLAD to talk to you!!
yeah you just keep on climbing. youve gotta keep going no matter what. just keep being yourself and active and the best goalkeep your team has ever experienced.
lmfaoooo yes nothings changed. i still daydream just as much as i used to as a kid and its wonderful. i wouldnt wanna be any other way. so glad we share the love for glitter nail polish!!! im actually about to paint them right now. im thinking this iridescent kinda translucent blues gonna look sexy
i haven't watched the new season of Rick And Morty either cause then it'll be finished and im fr a fiend. im in love with Rick its disgusting really. classic daddy issues.
anywayssss about Bojack, honestly its very much worth it, in my humble opinion, but the third and fourth season are kind of the seasons you have to get through to get to the flipside of the show, which starts to get REAL as fuck during seasons five and six. then when its done youre just kinda sitting there like damn...........
GNR AND QUEEN are literally two of my favourite bands of all time. i mean, i have A LOT of favourite bands but i had a severe fixation on GNR in highschool to the point where like i know the band member's grandmothers names and shit. i asked this question because its a question i like to ask people to break the ice in conversations. i was also curious about yours!! EVERYONE has a dream that they remember, for some reason, one that just stuck. and its always from early childhood too.
ok questions time......heeeehehohhoooohhooo.......my favourite season is spring. it used to be autumn but the last two autumns ive been sort of too stressed about the pending doom of winter and halloween has kind of sucked too (even if halloween is every day of the year for me) so i have officially decided that spring is my favourite season. its fall but flipped. love the wetness and the flowers blooming. the smells. the anticipation for the summer. the way the ice melts. its sensual.
a scent i love GOD. my favourite scent of all time is clean laundry. if i go to hug you and you smell like fabric softener i will be so bricked up itll be awkward for the both of us. i sometime seek it out in those cotton scented candles and shit. although i love it so much, i never seem to smell it on myself, even if i rub bounce sheets on my fuckin sweaters. guess its kind of like when you go to someones house. you smell their smell but then you come home and you cant smell your smell.
i have a special place in my heart for CDs cause i grew up with those but i have a lot of vinyls and no CDs cause storing CDs is more annoying than storing vinyls to me...... i know its weird cause vinyls are bigger but the texture of them is better.
aaaanddd my least favourite subject in school was math. no surprises there. not even cause i was bad at it, i was pretty good, when i wanted to be. but i went to an arts school so the teachers in math were always so pissed off lol. no one gave a shit about math class to the point where the teachers would just give up and sit at their desks to do their own thang while we just fucked around
ok question for you...... whats something kind youve done for someone recently?
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What am I feeling?
That was the question that have been running through my mind lately. The question is funny hardly to answer. It's hard. Hella hard. I can't figure out what is this feeling, I can't name it and worse I can't even put it into words.
I can't function properly, I can't get out of the bed and all I wanna do is just to lay down and do nothing. I'm glued to my phone, waiting and asking my friends to hangout. It's not healthy. I've been drinking for two consecutive days and to be honest here I don't even like the alcohol. I don't like the taste of it or even the feeling it was giving me. I don't like it but my body keeps seeking for it or maybe I just want it because that's what my friends wants and alcohol is the only way to make them agreed to accompany me or just basically hangout with me. I just like having someone around. That's the only time I will stop thinking about this feeling. Honestly, they don't even know what I'm going through. I can't put myself telling them what's wrong because even I, myself didn't know it. I don't know what's going on, I just suddenly feel this way.
I'm really fan of being alone, I always want it. I always crave for it. But everytime I have the time of being alone, the feeling is always like this, the feeling is always I don't know. I always come to this point where I was laying down, staring at the celling and everything just hit me. I come to realize everything. I come to feel everything at once.
There so much emotion inside me that I can't figure out what to feel first. I have lots of pending works, I need to accomplish them. I need to study for my upcoming finals and yet here I am doing nothing for all of it. I tend to escape lately. I want to forget the responsibilities and priorities and just run but now I know I can't. Because I know if I will keep escaping it I will fail. And that's the last thing I will let to happen.
I'm trying to fight this feeling. I'm forcing myself to get up everyday, do something everyday and eat everyday but I can't find the energy to finish what I have started everyday. I would always ended up in my depressing state. I can't keep doing this. I can't keep feeling this. I want to do something, I want to change something but I don't know how, where to even start.
I keep trying to study. I'm forcing myself. I even tried different study techniques but I still ended up in the same state. I lost my will to everything. I lost my interest. It just suddenly I don't know how to do what I once loved anymore. I barely know things or moreover I barely know myself now. What the things I like. What the things I love. What the things I have passion to do so. I have nothing here but this crumble feelings and I don't want this.
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10.5.23 Thursday
4:52 am
I'm home and thank God I was able to log in though reviewing tools and doing the barge in outside/ observation... I just really need a job and money these days.... Can my angels back me up??
Coach John told me to wait for his text by tomorrow if I can still go to office or waiting for rewave...
I saw Miles/ Dread-locks guy at the latter part of the shift today but I learned to let go though I feel bitter and bad coz you expect some sweetness even on friendly way... Friendly way? Does Miles has split personality??? I feel bad and somehow hurt... But I have no regrets that I told him I like him! That's it, I'm confuse...Coach John asked me about Miles/ dread-locks guy and me? I said I made a first move and it is up to him... I mean I already said that I like him, he is not reciprocating it... Learning to let go though I feel bitter but that's life..
I need a job and someone made a joke about me and Coach John, Champi said what about you and Coach John... I said I know his type ( Coach John ) he likes tall girl and somehow on a sexy outfit... There are so many tall girls on the 3rd floor, those are the types of Coach John.
Whew! I need money and I have loan on Tala that has a high interest...
I left the chat room created by Ramil coz I feel jealous when he invited Jen to be part of us... I was shocked then it means I will die and I have to leave them on his created chat room. Why, Jen is suddenly wanting to be with us... I mean we are professionally wavemates but we created a private group for some private talk.
If Jen is there then I will distance myself, a lil from them... I don't like Jen when she asked me about my nose from a distance that I know I'm much more cuter than her...
This is my real nose angels!
6:15 pm
Hmm...I think Jen is the slave of Coach John... He is ordering something on Jen to come near me, perhaps...
11:04 am
Do i have power angels? Do i have a back-up?
I sensed a plastics on Coach John,there is conspiracy... Well, people in call center are strange for me.... They are on weird linking but I have to be professional coz I need money... I need a job and money, angels...
Again, my main coach on theory are Coach Melai and John, they are good on explaining things but Coach John sometimes will confuse me on an indirectly that is hard to notice.
I texted Coach John and Melai... Coz if I'm gonna be rewave i have to wait for the wave... I still have access...
Hoping I can report today....
11:28 am
With the power of Coach Melai, will still go to office... Yehey! For the purpose of earning and learning... It really challenge me so much!
12:31 noon
Coach Melai texted me privately but will not post it here for now... She told me that my hearing was adjusted about my "6 ghost calls"...
Yeah! I told her I have a pending loan on Tala that has a high interest that I have to finish...
Well, hoping I can just work if there is no luck in the world... But will just stay for awhile... I just wanna work professionally coz I need money... I badly need money... My target after 2 years will leave the town and will be in ilocos... I just need some trainings on calls there in Iqor.
If I can't make it until after Oct.29 that I hope I can stay longer but I have a hearing on that "6 ghost call" ... Whew! Hoping I'm ready for a new adventure somewhere and my pockets as well...
If I have no job by December will go to Manila... But I hope I can stay until I'm ready to transfer...
1:28 pm
Surprise! Remember that I'm looking for this "green sports bra", all of a sudden it is just here under the sofa...
What??? Under the sofa? Why? I don't know... But I'm happy it is here...
1:30 pm
Still, have plans to perfect my nose and my botox in God's time...
I wanna do my abs....I NEED TO KEEP A JOB! There are so many things I missed in life...
I need to do collagen down there and on my hands... I need to have fundings....I wanna travel to see sand dunes in God's time...
Being single is not bad but hoping for a power to get sweetish guy and have sex if I wanna it... I want stability... Ideally I wanna end up with a knight and shining armour! Someone real and genuine on me... Someone who can always lift me in spite of the impossible situation but still willing to be a man.
2:36 pm
Most specially looking for an almost perfect man who is willing to be my servant..
I just realized there are so many dread-locks guy in the world why should I dwell on this one with me who can't give me importance and even a small amount of care...
There is a jamaican guy or other foreign cute black american guy... Life is full of surprises!
8:10 pm
I feel bitter ... I feel hurt...I feel bad... Coach Melai sent me home but I don't take it personally... But I quit coz there is no future for me there, like Coach John just simply wanting to press me down, always... I have a feeling that Coach John will always smash me...
I just don't like the way of Coach Melai that I felt embarrassed in the middle of the floor... When she arrived she suddenly asked me in a sarcastic way that why you are here? But probably it is for the best...I saw Miles/ dread-locks guy but it was nothing... I owe Miles a 50 pesoses, the last time coZ there was no atm machine...
I asked her ( Coach Melai ) a favour even Coach John that to allow me to report though I can't make a call but I will just observe and listen to other's call and just read C2 documents and reviewing tools coz I told them I need money. I need salary... I badly need money.
Whew! I was a part of "t-mobile" angels... I handled "t-mobile" and I have maturity, I was able to make a call... There were bad and good calls or callers.
I have a lil pride and end everything with respect and dignity. I know I was able to make a call on "t-mobile".... I already had a work experience from the past years of my life and I know how to flow correctly with your workmates...
I don't know the system of Iqor coz I got sick for a week and I know that my voice is not yet returning to its original tone... But I have to earn money, supposed to be coz they know that we are facing a super tight budgeting these days.
8:43 pm
Normally, this is the sickness of a call center agent... The system in Iqor is weird... If you get sick and absent for more than 2 days, they will rewave you or be on other class wave... But I know as a coach you have the power in a way to carry some loads of your agents. Most specially me? I can talk English and English can only flow naturally if you will use it... But being a call center agent it is not just English, the cases of customer's. The tools navigation as well and you can't master it all just on 1 week or 2 even the documents coz it was apparently made by a "set of lawyer's".
I know Jen is somehow special than me...Brainier than me there coz she is an undergraduate. I know the conspiracy plan against me... I'm hurt from the beginning.
I forgot to post here that before I got sick, I heard Jen saying on someone these phrase "Sorry but I'm not sorry"... I was shocked! If it is for me or for someone in the wave coz we were doing huddle that time with Coach John and Coach Melai wasn't around that time... What was that??? I don't understand!
I told me them I can serve for a particular purpose! Coz it is call center people,angels. But they didn't take me seriously and always just smashing that Jen is better than me.... That Jen is for both t-mobile and metro. Metro? It was a crazy talk... I don't understand!
Metro is on the 3rd floor, I guess... There were GRO's and a lot are Iglesia Ni Cristo. BUT I HAVE MATURITY! I'm a daughter of "Sacho or Boss" that we owned a high class karaoke bar club way back somewhere in Makati Avenue. I'm the original!
I have maturity! It is a club of calling and linking with customer's... They can buy you out for few days...It is a cave for bats,angels...
We have there a Metro Basketball playing machine and I got it but they are all bunches of kids and I don't get it! Is there money there?
I heard Miles got a funding for their g-cash and they won't take me in! I'm hurt!
But GRO in call center are legal angels... I'm super jealous of them...
Miles can't give me access on their g-cash then it is the ending and I feel super jealous and I feel that I'm ugly, fat and wrinkled!
I have to leave them angels... I want love and money and looking for money! Looking for Love as well...
9:34 pm
I accidentally saw mentor Migz in 7-11 and supposed to be,will ask him a favour to return my headset and yubiki, but he told me I have to face the HR for the back pay and returning of headset & yubiki.
Will tell more later... I have to change my clothes and wash my face...
11:23 pm
I still have windblow... Hmm....I feel bitter...
Whew! Hmm... I still wanna get a job somewhere... I FEEL BITTER ON CALL CENTER that I still need to conquer...
11:39 pm
Let's talk about "t-mobile" or www.t-mobile.com
That is my account in Iqor... You can visit that and most of the questions are there as well, the customer's inquiry over the phone.
The usual inquiry of customer's are about bills-- why they have high bills this month compared to last month. Do they have past due? When is their past due? Can they make PA or Payment Arrangement? What will happen if they have Payment Arrangement? When they can have the service interruption? If they have Payment Arrangement, they don't have to worry on service being disconnected? What if the Payment Arrangement failed? If you have Payment Arrangement but your account is suspended what will happen? When is the restoration fee will appear or will happen?
Autopay enrolled or without? The difference of it on "t-mobile"....
The difference of Authorized user and BRP--Billing Right Party or PAH-- Primary Account Holder.
Mailed Payments of customer, is this acceptable?
How to explain the past due and current balance? What is current balance, that will be due on next month?
Why the customer got the $200 trade in offer for a $ 120? How to explain it?
What will happen if they remove the free handset or phone that they got while having their EIP or equipment installment price on a promo offer?
Where can you see their payment history?
What to ask if customer wants a "change of number"? To waive the support fee....
Customer wants to cancel their account on t-mobile? How to rebuttal?
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How the Cookie Crumbles
To say his brothers fought would be an understatement: They warred. That. That was the better word. However, it was Dick who was the peacemaker among them. The mediator extraordinaire, translating all his brothers’ woes and misunderstandings into less doom-pending transgressions. But to say this unofficial, yet very necessary part he played was tasking was yet another understatement of unspeakable proportions. It was a FUCKING LOT.
“I swear to God, Drake. You and Brown are a special kind of stupid.”
“Shut up, Damian! It’s a good idea!” Tim grumbled in reply.
“Yeah! You’re just mad you didn’t think of it first!”
Dick’s face fell upon hearing the argument and considered turning the other way, but he’d learned the hard way that his lack of interference could result in bloodshed. Damian did have a history of stabbing Tim, and Robin had an impressive body count, according to Jason. I’d better make sure he doesn’t add two more.
“Well, fuck me and my entire life,” Dick droned in frustration. “What are you three bitching about now?”
“Damian keeps saying our idea is stupid,” Stephanie tattled.
“Yeah!” Tim added with crossed arms. “He says we lack the fortitude for good ideas!”
“You do!” the current robin exclaimed.
“Damian?”
The youngest batboy rolled his eyes and reasoned, “Listen, I know these two brain donors barely have two brain cells to rub between them—”
“That’s not the only thing they rub!” Jason called from the other room.
Damian again rolled his eyes in contempt and continued, “And I’ve accepted, as a member of this family, that everyone gets to act a little stupid from time to time. However, as much as I would like to respect their commitment to their shared stupidity, I feel as if they are abusing the privilege and it needs to stop before one of them gets hurt.”
“Wow, he actually cares,” Jason added from still in another room.
“Have you been sitting there listening the whole time?” Dick asked, near facepalm.
“Affirmative,” Jason confirmed, entering from the hall.
“And you did nothing to stop them fighting?”
“It’s funnier this way.”
“Do I always have to be the responsible one?”
“Affirmative,” all four said with little thought.
“Okay then,” Dick sighed with reluctance. “Damian, I know you find it hard to accept the choices of others, but you need to understand that free choice and expression is about accepting that others may not make the same choices as you, and that’s okay. It’s the same as you choosing not to take my dating advice and ask Raven out because you’re afraid of rejection—”
“Shut up, Grayson! This isn’t about me!!!” Damian spat.
“Damian has the hots for Raven?” Jason teased. “You have good taste, Mighty Mouse. She got a great—”
“Don’t even finish that sentence, Todd!” Dick and Damian ordered in unison.
“I was gonna say personality,” Jason droned. “Get your minds out of the gutter. I mean for fuck’ sake.”
“Sure you were,” Tim replied with a glower.
“Yeah Tim, cause you never stare at her tits while you talk to her,” Jason added, throwing him doubly under the bus.
“Dude, are you trying to get me killed?” Tim said, shooting an elbow into his brother’s ribs as Damian and Stephanie both glared. Spurring Dick into a further mood for murder.
“My point being is, just because you don’t like other peoples’ ideas, doesn’t mean they’re stupid.”
“Tell them the idea, guys!” Jason urged, stirring the pot.
Stephanie and Tim looked at each other and nodded, as though they’d discovered the holy grail itself. “We’re gonna write a series of YA novels and sell them on the web!” Steph sang optimistically.
“Yeah, it’s a huge and diverse market,” Tim added.
“And with established characters, we’ll make a killing.”
Dick’s brow furrowed. “That sounds like fanfiction?”
“It sounds like utter bullshit,” Damian sneered, not single fuck given.
“It’s not bullshit,” Tim snapped. “YA novels make up a huge portion of the market. People love those things.”
“Then name one YA novel that has sold more than a manga in the last 10 years?”
Tim shrugged. “I can’t think of one at the top of my head, but there they definitely exist and sell.”
“Yeah, so does my fanfiction based on this family,” Jason added under his breath.
“What?” Everyone asked.
“Nothing. Continue.”
“So anyway, I told Damian it’s a foolproof plan.”
Dick rolled his eyes with a bit of doubt, but who was he to judge or discourage their creativity. I mean, he dropped out of college after all? “I’m not saying I believe it’s bulletproof, because frankly, nothing is. But I’m curious why you would consider telling Damian? I mean, he hates most things.”
“And Drake. I hate Drake.”
“We’re all very aware, Dami,” Dick drawled in annoyance. “But yeah, why would you tell him anything important to you? Especially that?”
“Well, we kinda needed a loan. I knew Bruce would undoubtedly say no and, well, Damian has money.”
“Because I make good business decisions.”
“I don’t know why I thought of asking you?”
“You didn’t, Jason told you to,” Stephanie confessed, recalling an earlier conversation.
“Jason, really?” Dick tsked.
“Hey, Damian does make good business decisions. Who do you think cleans and invests money? It’s certainly not Alfred.”
“Because Alfred would have nothing to do with your blood money, Jason. And Damian, I’m very disappointed in you!”
“Grayson, I don’t know what high horse you are riding on today, but you better come off it. Father told me if I wanted money, that I needed to earn it and that I should get a job. So I got one.”
“Laundering money for Red Hood’s criminal Enterprise is not a job!”
“Actually it is. Mighty Mouse made us an LLC and everything. I own several Wash & Folds, all legitimate! Thanks to Hell Spawn here! I’m actually considering making him a partner.”
“So will your LLC fund our YA Novels?”
“Oh fuck no!”
“Come on, Jay! We have a solid business plan,” Stephanie pleased.
“You’re business plan is a bunch of meaningless numbers written on the back of a napkin and poorly illustrated versions of us,” Damian said, holding up the napkin in question.
“Okay, so it’s not the final draft, but we’re working on it!” Tim said pointedly.
“Yeah, as tempting as this all sounds, I didn’t make my money making half baked business decisions,” Jason reasoned
“No, you made it by taking over Gotham’s drug trade,” Dick clarified with disapproval.
“Which was a solid business decision.”
“Why do I even talk to you?”
“I don’t know why I talk to any of you,” Damian scowled, arms crossed, grateful there was no shared genetics between him and his adoptive kin. “I don’t understand what father saw in any of you.
“I can’t answer that,” Jason replied. “However, I can tell you, from personal experience, what he saw in your mom.”
“Do you wanna die, Todd?”
“Do you wanna not have a job?” Jason wanted. “Also, been there done that. But hey, if I died twice then I’d have buffy status so don’t threaten me with a good time, kid.”
“On that note, I’m leaving,” Damian grimaced. “I have to meet Raven, anyway.”
“Oh,” Dick sang. “You have a date!”
“It’s not a date.”
“Bet you wish it was a date,” Stephanie teased. “Y’know, if you just stopped acting like a dick all the time, I bet she’d go out with you.”
“Shut up, Brown.”
“Oh no,” Dick smiled. “I know it’s hard to believe, but he’s nice to Raven.”
“Hey keep that shit up,” Jason added. “If you’re nice to her, she’d be nice to you!”
“I hate all of you,” Damian proclaimed and stormed away.
“Fuck you too! See you at work Monday! Jason called, earning a tiger middle finger.
“He might be an asshole, but he’s a good kid,” Jason nodded with a sense of pride, causing to Dick to silently scoff. “Still needs to get laid though.”
“Bruce is gonna be so pissed when he finds out you pulled Dami into your bullshit.”
“You’re using Raven’s pet name for him now?” Jason mocked. “And fucker’s gonna have to prove it first; there’s a reason I hired ‘Dami’ for that job.”
“Dude, fuck you; dig your grave,” Dick lamented. “And don’t come at me with one of your tired ass death jokes, they’re getting old.”
“Suit yourself,” the Outlaw glowered as silence set in.
“So Dick,” Tim dared sheepishly. “You, um, wanna invest in--”
“Absolutely not,” the elder hero replied.
Leaving Jason to chuckle. “And that’s the way the cookie crumbled.”
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Sun-kissed
Fandom: Tears of Themis
Pairing(s): Artem Wing x Laura (OC), Marius von Hagen x Kisa Ryujin (OC)
Word Count: ca. 1900
Warnings: fluff, slow-burn, slight angst
Author’s Notes: A little something for my dearest @iluvsexyvoltageguys and a big thank you to the lovely @janumun for proofreading <3
Every normal person would enjoy a day at the beach, especially on a day like this. It was warm, but not uncomfortably so, a soft breeze blowing across the rarely-visited beach that was only a 30 minute car-ride from Stellis.
‘How did we end up here again...?’, Artem thought, not as happy as an overworked top attorney on his day off should be.
“Oi, Mister attorney, don’t you think it’s time to take off that shirt? I’m starting to sweat just looking at you!” Right, at was the company, or rather, the dark-haired brat who was lounging on the towel next to him, rummaging through his bag.
“Or do you wanna miss the chance of asking Laura to put sunscreen on you?”, Artem could feel Marius’ smirk, even though he wasn’t directly looking at him.
Dismissing the question with an annoyed ‘tch’, he turned his gaze towards said woman - Laura. His new subordinate whom he had hired a few weeks ago, and whom he was planning to promote soon. Not only at Themis, but there was the pending decision of whether he would offer her to join NXX; a decision that was not to be taken lightly, however, the more he got to know her, the more confident he grew that she would make an excellent addition to the team. Beside her there was another girl that Luke was keeping an eye on, someone in his Martial Arts Club apparently, who was to meet Vyn in a couple of days for her assessment.
Laura and her best friend and roommate Kisa were leaning on the counter of the beach bar, waiting for their orders. Only when Laura turned around and gave Artem a soft smile did he realize that he had been staring at her.
“Heh, the tips of your ears are red. Did you already get sunburned or is there...”, Marius shifted his gaze to Laura “...Maybe a different reason?”
“Why would I even talk to you about this?”
“Aw, come on, don’t be so harsh! Even if I tease you about it, I do think you and Laura would make a great couple. But you gotta do something if you want something to happen.”, Marius patted Artems shoulder in a sympathetic way, which only elicited a raised eyebrow from the dark-haired man.
“Just watch, I’ll help! Hey Laura!”
The two women were returning, four drinks in their hands. Kisa put her beer in the small cooling box before darting into the ocean and a quick ‘see ya later!’.
“What’s up?”, Laura plopped down next to Artem, the drink making a ‘zish’ when she opened it. Cocktails in a can, best invention ever.
“Artem is refusing to apply sunscreen, he thinks that shirt is enough protection. Will you please talk some sense into him?”, Laura didn’t pay attention to the shit-eating grin that now grazed Marius’ handsome face, but turned to her superior with what could almost be interpreted as an angry look.
“Okay look, this is not debatable, you have such nice skin, and we aren’t even in the shadows right now. Turn around and let me do your back.”
“It’s really fine, I-”
“Don’t argue with me.”, Laura answered in a manner that left no room for discussion. “Take off your shirt.”
A cheeky whistle came from Marius’ direction, earning him nothing but a glare from Artem, who now said with his back towards Laura in nothing but his swimming trunks.
“Is that the bartender who’s in the water with Kisa?”, Artem asked aloud and Laura looked at the ocean.
“Oh him! Yea, they have actually met before! He lives nearby, so-”, before she could finish her sentence Marius was already on his way towards the water and after a few moments the raven-haired man starts to chuckle, the corners of his sapphire eyes crinkling “...He is so easy to read when it comes to her.”
“I think he’d be just right for her, but…”
“But what?”
“Nothing. I’m sorry, that’s not for me to tell. Your presence just makes me feel at ease you know.”
Artem stiffened at her words that came so naturally, thankful that she couldn’t see his face, absolutely certain that a deep blush colored his cheeks. No one has ever said this to him, and to hear them from her was… He couldn’t handle it at the moment.
“Okay, let me put sunscreen on you now.”, Artem heard the bottle spraying, and a moment later he felt her cool hands on his back.
He shivered at the contact, electricity racing through his body as her hands started to spread the sunscreen. A small gasp escaping him, too quiet for Laura to hear. Thankfully.
“Heh, sorry that must have been a bit cold.”
“That’s not-... It’s fine, uhm… thank you.”, Mustering every bit of self-control that he had, he managed to stay still while Laura massaged the sunscreen into his skin. It was all good as long as it was only his back. It was fine. He could survive this. He had amazing self-control, surely he could handle a few seconds.
He was wrong. And he knew when the brunette's hands moved downwards. applying the sunscreen on his sides, her nails accidentally scraping his skin.
“Haahh-!”. his entire body jerked up
“Are you ticklish?”, Laura asked, her voice laced with a hint of amusement.
“Uhm- Yes, please don’t… touch me there.”, at this point he didn’t know whether he wanted this moment to end as quickly as possible or to last for eternity. What Artem couldn’t see was Laura's own expression, which by far not as relaxed as the tone of her voice would suggest; her hands lingering just a few seconds longer, when she disengaged her action.
“There, all done!”, she shifted awkwardly to try and hide her face
“Thank you… Uhm, do you want me to do yours too?”, Artem had no idea how he even mustered the courage to ask this question, but now there was no taking it back.
“Uhm-... Yes, that would be nice. Hold on, let me unhook the clasp!”
‘Oh no…’, Artem swallowed audibly when the woman of his dreams positioned herself in front of him, presenting her beautiful, slender back only for his eyes to see. How long has he been wanting to touch her, explore every inch of her skin, kiss her and drown in her… All these urges, completely unexplored for the 29-year old man, overcame him like waves crashing at the shore. Further and further, beautifully gentle but powerful at the same time. Steady, almost predictable, though their first encounter and everything that followed was anything but. All the late-night talks about work, accompanied by the scent of strong coffee and the smile that at some point he started longing to see every single day. And now, in the golden light of the warm sun, she was before him and it took everything in him to not get too close. The last thing he wanted was to make her uncomfortable. To do something she didn’t want. Go too far. After all, he didn’t know how she felt about him… But heavens, how would he ever know if he didn’t- Hold up, was he about to follow that brats advice!?
“Artem, are you okay?”, Laura’s voice snapped him out of it.
“Huh? Oh, yes, sorry…”, Artem started to spray sunscreen on her, as his breathing became just a bit more unsteady with each passing moment. He took a deep breath before his hands touched her skin, and his own burned. Forcing himself to keep his composure, he started to rub the lotion across her back, feeling a knot of arousal in his… nether regions.
‘You idiot, show her you like her, do SOMETHING!’, his inner devil yelled at him as he fought his primal instincts to simply envelop her from behind and let his hands do the rest. He compromised on something else, as his face inched closer towards her neck. Closer and closer. If minutes or mere seconds passed, Artem couldn’t tell, he was pulled towards her like a magnet. Hot breath on her skin let goosebumps spread over Laura’s body, her breath quickening, resulting in a high-pitched moan when Artem’s soft, curious lips finally connected with her skin.
The sensations flooded his mind, leaving him in nothing but a haze as he enjoyed the taste of her, a mix of sunscreen, sweat and something that was her very own. Whiffs of the scent of her shampoo cocooned his nostrils; her skin was so warm, so incredibly soft. Completely out of his own control his hands gently grabbed her shoulders before gently caressing down her arms.
“Artem-!”, Laura was barely able to contain her excitement, a sharp intake of breath disrupting Artem.
“Oh my… I’m- I’m so sorry, I don’t know what came over me, but-”
“No! I mean… I like it. Don’t… don’t stop there, please… I’ve wanted this for much longer than you think.”
Spurred on by her raw honesty, her vulnerability in that moment, Artem turned her around, her gaze directly meeting his. Her cheeks rosé, her lips parted and her hazel eyes full of yearning stole all reason that was left in him.
Drinking in the sight of her, this picture-perfect moment in which his wishful thinking became reality, he engraved it into his mind, so that it would never leave him. A few moments passed before Artem gently took her hands in his, his thumb stroking her soft skin.
“Laura, I… I’m not really good at this, and I’ve been thinking about when, or even if to tell you but-... I can’t seem to keep my wits around you.”
“You’re not the only one who feels that way...”, the shade of her rosé cheeks growing darker, Laura turned her gaze from him, a shyness very atypical for her usual demeanor.
“Look at me… I… I want to be with you. Will you let me?”
The young woman smiled at the man in front of her, squeezing his trembling hands. She lightly lifted herself up to be on his eye-level and within a moment their lips connected for the first time.
Artem’s eyes widened, but after a second or two he regained his composure just enough to react, leaning into the kiss. It was a chaste, gentle kiss, full of the unspoken feelings that have accumulated over the past few weeks and months, threatening to overwhelm them both. But this was not the time.
Artem smiled into the kiss before he slowly disengaged, pressing his forehead to hers, as they both savoured this moment as the sun started to set.
Meanwhile in the ocean.
“My god… did you just see that!?”, Kisa squealed with excitement, full on having witnessed their kiss.
“Was about time, don’t you think?”, Marius grinned, knowing, or rather thinking that this was his victory. “Brings back memories, huh?”
Kisa raised her eyebrow at the statement. A memory she forced herself to forget, of a lonely night in a new city, where she met a handsome stranger at an art gallery, both intoxicated by one another, fitting together like two pieces of a whole. One night… a single, unforgettable night.
“I told you already… I don’t remember.”, she lied.
#tears of themis#tears of themis fanfic#tot#tot fanfic#marius von hagen#tot marius#artem wing#tot artem#vyn richter#tot vyn#luke pearce#tot luke
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Lap Puppy
Fandom: Haikyuu
Paring: Bokuto X Fem!reader
Summary: Bokuto finds out you have a thing kink before you do.
Warnings: NSFW, post-time skip spoilers, no beta, minors DNI
Tags: thigh riding, Light Degradation
Word Count: 1365
Bokuto realizes that you have a thigh kink before you do.
It's another normal morning and he's awake before you. He's always the first one to wake up because he likes to go for a short run before breakfast. You’re still sound asleep half on top of him with one leg slung over his thigh and your head tucked against his shoulder. Bokuto hates to leave you when you look so comfy snuggled up to him. But he knows as soon as he gets out of bed you'll curl up in the big warm spot he'll leave behind so it’s not like you’ll be left without his warmth which makes him feel a little less guilty,
Shifting his leg to slip it out from under you, Bokuto unintentionally runs his bare thigh along your clothed slit. He doesn't think much of what he had done until your small moan causes him to freeze. It's not like your sleepy groan or a general sleep hum either. He's heard that moan enough to know what it was entailing. He moves his thigh again, this time purposely grinding it into your pussy and as a result, you give the same moan. This time even softly grinding your hips into the motion. A wide smirk stretches across Bokuto’s face. Were you liking this? Were you really getting off to his thigh in your sleep? Oh, Bokuto was going to have a field day with this new knowledge about you when he got back.
You wake up like normal. Sure you felt a little wet down there, but it wasn't the first time you had a wet dream that couldn’t remember. You get out of bed only bothering to wash your face and brush your teeth. Clothes could wait until you were awake enough for them. You could take your time cooking this morning since you didn't have to log into work until noon. You contemplate even bothering to put pants on since the meeting you'd be having will you only show your shoulders up. You decide that that's a decision to make after breakfast and coffee.
Bokuto comes back from his run while you're at the stove mixing eggs. God, he loves how you look in the morning; messy hair pulled back dressed in one of his old T-shirts he got when he first joined the MSBY Jackals just barely covering your butt. Bokuto strides into the kitchen with a smug smirk on his face. More than once have you commented how hot you think he looks post-workout in a pair of volleyball shorts and a thin sheen of sweat making his bare skin shine.
He wraps his arms around you from behind and kisses your cheeks, “Good morning."
You turn your head and stand on your tippy-toes to give Bokuto a quick peck back," Morning Kotaro."
"Come sit down with me," he kisses along the back of your neck gently pulling at your hips," I've got something to tell you."
Curious as to why your boyfriend wanting to be so affectionate this morning you switch off the stove and abandon your eggs in their mixing bowl. You let Bokuto lead you to the couch in the living room where plops himself down the middle of the and guides you to straddle one of his powerful thighs. Your arms lazily snake around his neck as you make yourself comfortable while his own hands settle firmly on your hips making sure you don’t go anywhere.
"You know you do the cutest things in your sleep."
"Is that what you set us down to tell me?" you giggle.
"You didn't let me finish!. I got examples. Like the little hums you make, the way you curl up in my spot when I get up, oh and especially the way you grind on my thigh like some needy whore."
The way his voice went from admiring to low and teasing gives you whiplash. You think that you Might have heard him wrong, "What?"
In response, he flexes the muscles in his thigh and grinds right against the sweet spot between your legs making you gasp and scrambling to grab hold of his broad shoulders, "Don't make me say it again. You won't like it if I have to repeat myself, baby girl."
Bokuto moves his thigh again. A whimper slips from your lips as your thigh tightens around him, neither reaction you were expecting. Bokuto seems like he was though. His hands push your hips down further onto his leg that begins to bounce making you tremble in delight.
"See? My needy little whore," He says smirking. He’s definitely both turned and amused with you right now. Your cheeks are such an adorable shade of red. Then there’s the downright lewd smile you have across your face as you ever so softly roll your hips, "You can get off to just about anything if it has something to do with me can't you? Like a bitch heat-" His eyes seem to darken with a realization, "like my cute little puppy."
Straddling one of Bukoto’s thick thighs and the pressure was feel so good but you have to wonder, "What-what's gotten into you this morning?"
Maybe that was the wrong, or right, question because Bokuto bounces his leg faster. His hands shifting your hips back and forth encouraging you to hump his thigh in you obediently complying craving more of the friction.
"What's gotten into me? You're the one who was grinding on my thigh this morning in your sleep puppy as if I didn't fuck your pussy raw the other night."
it never fails to make you feel so hot and embarrassed when Bokuto talks to you in a degrading way like that but coupled with the way his thigh rubbing against your clit is making your underwear soaked. You look down to see the extent of the mess you're making all over his thigh but Bokuto's hand gripping your jaw, smushing your cheek, forces you to keep your eyes on him, "Oh no, no, no puppy eyes on me or I'm stopping understand."
The mere thought of your pending orgasm being ruined makes you whimper and nod your head in a yes.
"Good puppy", Bokuto lets go of you and returns his hand to your hip.
You can tell you’re getting close. There is a small warm feeling in the pit of your stomach and a sensation between your legs that’s getting bigger and hotter. They make you grow frantic. You want to cum on Bukoto’s thigh. You want it so bad. But Bokuto keeps you at a steady pace. He wants to draw this out.
“You getting close puppy?”, He asks having the audacity to slow you down.
“Kotaro~”, you whine glancing down trying to move your hips faster and he does not like that.
In fact, he holds down your hips so you can’t move at all. The building orgasm you had been so frantic to reach slowly dying down making you whimper” No~ Kotaro please I was so close!”
“Really? Well, you better tell me how badly you want to finish puppy before I decide that you haven’t been good enough to.”
“Please,” you begin without missing a beat,” Let me cum. I promise I’ll be a good puppy. Your good puppy. Please Kotaro let me cum. Wanna cum all over your thigh and make a wet mess for you.”
“Then go-ahead puppy.”, his grip loosens completely leaving you to get off on his thigh all by yourself while Bokuto just watches.
You dig your fingernails into his shoulders and hump vigorously at his thigh building up that sweet heat again. Bokuto groans at the sting and all the moans that are getting higher and higher until Your hips stall
“Kotaro, oh fuck, oh fuck~”, You moan as your orgasm causes the legs to shake and your senses to be over flooded with a time-freezing pleasure.
You rest your head on Bukoto’s shoulder as you catch your breath. Bokuto smiles smugly to himself as he rubs your back, giving you all the time you need to come down,
“So….” You breathe,” I have a thigh kink.”
“ Awesome right?
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Statement #3 of the Reigen Files (Name Pending)
[CLICK]
ARATAKA REIGEN: “Oh, a computer! Nice, nice, very nice.”
[A clatter of someone dropping into a chair with two much force. The table squeaks as it is nudged out of alignment.]
ARATAKA REIGEN: “How-eh-how’s the, «what’s the word again…» the recorder?”
THE ARCHIVIST: “Fortunately, its cover was just cracked and the tape was fine, no thanks to you.”
ARATAKA REIGEN: [Sucking in air through teeth.] «C-crap.»
ARATAKA REIGEN: “I can pay for a new one?”
THE ARCHIVIST: “It’s fine, Mr. Reigen. Just, just try not to gesticulate too wildly this time, alright?”
ARATAKA REIGEN: “Eh, what is ges-gesti—?”
THE ARCHIVIST: “Oh, damn, uh…Movement. No big movement, like this, right?”
[There’s a faint sound of a hand smacking against plastic.]
THE ARCHIVIST: “Ow! Oh, damn—”
ARATAKA REIGEN: “Sims?”
THE ARCHIVIST: “…At least the laptop’s screen’s fine. So, so no big movement like that, got it?”
ARATAKA REIGEN: “No big movement! Got it!”
[Another clatter as something else on the table is hit.]
THE ARCHIVIST: “…Let’s just get this over with, shall we?”
THE ARCHIVIST: “Statement of Arataka Reigen, regarding…” [Weary Sigh] “…Regarding the time his parents forgot to pack him a lunchbox for a school sports day. Statement is taken directly from subject by Jonathan Sims, Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute, whose time Mr. Arakata apparently sees fit to waste at his leisure, on June 12th, 2016 at 11:45 AM. Statement begins.”
ARATAKA REIGEN: “Well, I want to say it was maybe…3rd grade in elementary school?”
THE ARCHIVIST: “I beg your pardon?”
ARATAKA REIGEN: “Elementary?” «I’m sure that’s the right word…» “The school you go to when you’re…eight, I think?”
THE ARCHIVIST: “Oh, you mean primary. Right, okay. Please continue.”
ARATAKA REIGEN: «…Okay… I could’ve sworn it was…anyway,» “I was eight years old. It was my school sports day. I was in class 3-B, and we were the red team that year. We had done well that year, because we had Urashima Taro in our class. We didn’t do so well the next year, because he moved down to 4-C, but we had him that year, and he was really strong and the fastest runner put of everyone. Of course, I helped us get a victory over 3-A in the rope-pull, so I was pretty important to our success too. But then lunch time came, and everyone in my class went off with their parents to eat their lunchboxes. You know what it was like in the one hundred and eighties, where everyone’s parents had to work to buy the next meal for the week. Well, my mom and my dad could not come because both of them were working that day. But I guess both of them had forgot to tell each other that? So after the rope tug, I went to go have lunch like all my classmates, only no one was there. And they’d both forgotten to pack me something to eat on my own, even? So I was just staring at everyone else eating, with their mommies and daddies, and feeling really, really hungry. And it was weird, because my vision got kinda…«what’s the word…» fuzzy? Like I was in a…«mist», you know? When clouds come down to where you can see and it goes all white?”
THE ARCHIVIST: “You mean foggy?”
ARATAKA REIGEN: “Foggy!” «That’s the word, I need to remember that for next time…» “Yeah, yeah, foggy. And I am in the foggy, staring at all these people, but they are hard to see. Hard to hear. Almost like I’m the only real person and they’re just…extras? Like in a movie? And I’m really, really hungry, and I’m wishing I had some…some food. Or a person to talk to, like everyone else. And then there was a hand on my shoulder. It really scared me, because I thought I was alone! It was Tanaka-sensei, my…«…I know this!» Ah! Homeroom teacher! Yeah, yeah, homeroom teacher. And he was scared because he saw me just staring at everyone, not moving, and Tanaka-sensei asked me where my parents were. And I said they weren’t here, and I had no lunchbox. So Tanaka-sensei gave me his banana and peanut butter sandwich, because I had no lunch. It was pretty good. But what I learned most on that day was that it was okay if your mom or dad or whoever takes care of you didn't show up, even if it was to something important to you. Because there are other adults who will care, even if they aren’t them, and that’s okay. But when you’re an adult, and you have a kid like that, you gotta do your best to be like Tanaka-sensei was to you to them. It’s what being an adult means. I have students like that, and I made sure to make Mob a peanut butter and banana sandwich when he was training for his club. Tome’s allergic to peanuts though, so she prefers cheese and egg sandwiches.”
ARATAKA REIGEN: “I have some pictures of Mob in his club, wanna see?
THE ARCHIVIST: “That’s quite alright Mr. Reigen, I—”
ARATAKA REIGEN: [Clearly ignoring his protests] “Yeah, see, here, this is Mob training for his first race! He was so excited for it, and he did super good, even if he ended up tripping at the start! He was «74th» in his year! Wait, I have a video here—”
THE ARCHIVIST: [Slightly desperately] “Is this really necessary—”
[Slightly tinny sound of a video being played through a phone’s speakers. There’s the sound of clamorous cheering in Japanese, in concert with wild and slightly too enthusiastic applause. Faint sounds of people running are audible beneath the sounds of support. Reigen’s voice calling out for Mob is much louder than anyone else’s.]
THE ARCHIVIST: “Ah. How lovely.”
ARATAKA REIGEN: «Right?» “Mob’s on the track and field team at Tokyo U now! He’s in his second year.” [A wistful sigh]«They grow up too fast… I remember when he barely came up to my knee, when he first came into my office…»
THE ARCHIVIST: “That’s very nice, Mr. Reigen. But if we’re quite finished?”
ARATAKA REIGEN: “Well, I guess—”
THE ARCHIVIST: “Wonderful. Why don’t you go and wait in the bullpen and Martin will fix you a cup of tea? We’ll be sure to look into this and see if it is anything more than childhood drivel and get back to you, posthaste.”
[Clatter of someone being not so gently guided out of their chair and shown the door]
ARATAKA REIGEN: “Okay? Wait, what does ‘drivel’ mea—”
[The door slamming shut in his face cuts off the end of his sentence.]
THE ARCHIVIST: “Oh thank God.”
[Slow trudging steps of someone shouldering a burden too heavy for their shoulders and slumping into their chair with more force than strictly necessary. The table squeaks in complaint again.]
THE ARCHIVIST: “I need a pay raise. Some similarities to Naomi Herne’s statement, but honestly I expect that’s more a result of Mr. Reigen’s sense of melodrama than anything else. Honestly, if Elias expects me to entertain these frivolities…”
[A pause. Shuffling as papers and miscellaneous pens and other utensils are shunted aside before audio quality suddenly increases.]
THE ARCHIVIST: “Wh-? What’s this doing here? And it’s…running?”
THE ARCHIVIST: “Ugh, MARTIN! How many times have I told you, we only have a limited supply of these tapes, we can’t afford to leave them running them willy-nilly, honestly—!”
[CLICK]
#tma#mp100#the magnus archives#mob psycho 100#reigen arataka#jon sims#mp reigen#jonathan sims#my writing#statement#the lonely#I love the idea of Reigen boasting about his kids at any oppertunity#and this takes place a few years after mp100 ends#so Mob’s at college#while Reigen’s on a wild European tour to deal with empty nest syndrome#I turned it into a fic#surprise!
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One with the Star
Gif not mine
Pairing: Doyoung x Reader
Genre: Strangers to Lovers, Fluff, College
Note: This is my first ever au so please bear in mind that I’m still learning. Inconsistent updates for this series, so please be patient with me. I’ll try my best to update regularly. :>
Word Count: 1.3k
Summary: You developed a crush on the school band’s vocalist and somehow got close with him when your friend, Jungwoo, joined them. You’re too shy to make a move and so you are more than happy to be friends with a star like him.
CHAPTER 1
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As someone who prefers to just lay in bed on a weekend and do nothing productive at all, it's a surprise to see yourself in the Freshman Night that the school organized. Is it the college thrill or is it the fear of missing out? or maybe it's just an abrupt change of heart? nonetheless, the first 30 minutes of the celebration already convinced you that you chose the right decision. The vocalist of the opening act definitely caught your attention and made you stay the night and just skip your weekend movie marathon date with yourself. You were so ready to just drop everything that you got from the buffet table and watch him sing an unknown song to you but luckily, you maintained your composure and sat on a table while quietly observing the vocalist.
"Hi! Mind if I share the table with you?" diverted your attention from the stunning man that you were watching just a few seconds ago and you had no choice but to force yourself to focus on eating to avoid embarrassment from the man in front of you or at least you tried because your ears were still listening to the man's angelic voice and wondering how can someone look THAT good and have THAT talent, how crazy.
You never intended to initiate a conversation with anyone but thanks to Jungwoo's special ability to connect with people, you blurted out words more than what you expected when you decided to attend the party and you spent the night hanging out with him. Eventually, you found out that both of you are taking up Mechanical Engineering — just from a different class, his educational background (and of course, it means that you shared yours too), that he aspires to be a singer on the side, and somehow you found out about the man of your night's name: Kim Dongyoung, a 3rd year major in Performing Arts Department. Apparently, Jungwoo aims to be a part of Dongyoung's band since they amaze him so much even wayback highschool that ultimately became a goal for him to enter the band when he steps in the college life. You wish him luck and told him that you should see him on stage on the next party to which he manifested excitedly.
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On your 2nd month being a college student, a lot happened and with a lot, it means a lot of requirements and deadlines to pass and numerous sleepless nights. You weren't really aiming to be the top of the class and you just wanted to maintain having good grades but college is really testing your capability and patience. Luckily, you got closer to Jungwoo even more and you stick with each other most of the time. You were both working on your projects together especially you were both in the same field. One day while you were both completing a requirement, he asked you to join him on his auditions for the school band — NCT. It was as if dead butterflies came to life when you heard the band's name for college stressed you out so much that you totally forgot about the stunning man that you saw on the freshman night. Of course, you didn't express your delight in fear of being embarrassed but you said yes, after all you will still accompany him .
That same night, you somehow found a leisure time and searched for Dongyoung's social media accounts and you stumbled upon his Instagram account. To say the least, he was active in posting photos and they all showcased his features that you didn't really notice when you saw him. You slept with a lot of new favorite photos and a smile on your face.
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Hearing Jungwoo practice for his audition piece made you fall for him even more but in a platonic way if that even makes sense. His angelic voice suits Dean's Instagram so much but there were times when you just suddenly think of Dongyoung's account when he sings the piece. It's safe to say that you developed a crush on Dongyoung but you were neither gonna admit it nor make a move. You're happy by just thinking about him and you look forward to seeing him more on stage — with Jungwoo as their member of course.
You still have a lot of pending requirements to finish but you didn't have any plans facing them right now for you wanted to show your full support to Jungwoo. The band is urgently in need of another vocalist for the past member already graduated and they need a new recruit to perform with them on the Sports Fest week and you were so sure that Jungwoo will be accepted, you just know it.
The audition was held on an open space somewhere that people often pass by and so anyone can hear those who are trying to be a part of the band. Hearing the other students who are also hoping to be a member of the band definitely made Jungwoo (and you) nervous at some point but you encouraged him to not be swayed by them for he has the capability to surpass them. You were jittery when his turn was near but of course, as usual, you didn't make it obvious for you know that Jungwoo's talents. The fact that Kim Dongyoung aka your crush is just a few meters away isn't also helping. Naturally, he will be here to screen those who are trying out too, right? But maybe it was the nervousness from Jungwoo's audition that made you forget about his certain presence in this audition and you were mentally scolding yourself for that.
The moment that Jungwoo's name was called by Taeyong, the band's leader, for his turn, everything happened quickly in a blink of an eye. You didn't have much time to process everything that happened but in conclusion, Jungwoo got the role and he's now part of NCT!!! You both hugged each other out of joy and excitement only to be cut off by another member named Jaehyun.
"Hey Jungwoo! Wanna have lunch with us? Your girl can join us." was what he offered but both of you of were startled when he thought that you were his girlfriend so you two immediately denied the assumption to which they complied, or at least you thought. You were also supposed to reject having lunch with them and let Jungwoo hang out with the band but the band insisted, Dongyoung included, that you join them too so you didn't have a choice but to sit with the five men you are eating with right now.
They introduced themselves one by one from Lee Taeyong, the leader, Kim Dongyoung or Doyoung, for he prefers being called Doyoung instead, Jung Jaehyun, a 2nd year major in Mechanical Engineering too, and finally Mark, who's a freshman too. Basically, you were just talking about how their group was formed way back high school that's why Mark is a part of the band already. They also complimented Jungwoo a lot and that they've been searching for exactly someone like him and that made you smile out of pride but it was soon your turn to be interrogated. They asked for your name and how you met Jungwoo, your high school life and all the basic information including your (non-existent) love life. They also apologized that they mistook you as Jungwoo's girl but proceeds to tell you that you both look good together. Of course, you tried to explain that you were just platonic and Jungwoo agreed but they were adamant so you just let them be besides, Doyoung is in front of you so you just went with the flow to not leave a bad impression on your crush after all.
You all separated ways when it was time for your next class although for sure, you will see them more often in the upcoming days since they ordered Jungwoo to bring you along during practice and knowing the man, he won't leave you alone until you agree.
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You were halfway through your class when your phone vibrated indicating a notification from your social media accounts. You got curious so you checked it for a split second only to see that someone followed you on your Instagram account.
"@do0_nct is now following you."
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CHAPTER 2
*** chapter 2 is now up :)
#nct#nct 127#nct scenarios#nct imagines#nct au#doyoung fluff#doyoung au#doyoung x reader#jungwoo#taeyong#mark#jaehyun#nct u#nct 2020#nct fluff
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HIIIIIII again! I definitely hear you, I could use to forget real life for a little while, too. Always sending you positive vibes ✨💞
The character limit is different now lol I don’t have to spam your inbox with six messages at a time when I write a lot, I can just send one long message😂 Thank you for the welcome wagon 🥰 After using tumblr without an account for 5 years, this is interesting LOL Just had your page bookmarked and that was the extent to which I used tumblr
Yeah I actually really like my music anon nickname so I used it for my username hereeeeee ✨🤣 Still music anon but also we can keep track of which anon is me since there’re a lot of us 😭.
They are lol I wish I could write for them but I have no idea how 😂 I’ve only successfully written one fanfiction for a different fandom and even that story I am crawling to the finish line because… idk it’s long and I feel like I’m not doing a good job lol it was actually me who told you a few months ago that I’m writing it but haven’t posted it anywhere and you told me I’m working hard and should share it and I agree with you lol I’m just nervous 😂
I love linkin park, three days grace, and simple plan and what is hilarious is that when I was really little, like REALLY LITTLE, all the adults and teens around me were playing them aloud and that’s how I heard them 😂but then in mid teen years. . . I won’t say what I was listening to lol 😅😅😅😅😅😅😅 I still listen to everything I was listening to then actually, but it wasn’t punk 😂 I just recently discovered how much I like punk and rock
I listen to everything too! I don’t know if I can say that I listen to country since I only know all of Miranda Lambert’s songs lol 😂 But I’d definitely listen to more
LOL 😂 I had never ever heard blink-182 before and in 2017 one of my favorite songs was Closer by the Chainsmokers and they said “stay and play that blink 182 song“ and I was curious but didn’t look up their songs until like 2019 😅
I am obsessed with almost by Bowling for Soup and I had never heard Ohio until now and I really like it so much, I think they couldn’t make any song and I would vibe with it 🤩🤩🤩🤩 And after Ohio went off, Pandora played I’d Do Anything but simple plan and I liked it 😊
Oooooooh wow okay yeah I get it and I agree with you, that makes sense for him to take some time off and to go a different direction if it’s better for him.
YAYYYYY SPOTIFY PLAYLIST PENDING ! ! IM HYPE 🤩✨🔥🤩✨🔥🤩✨🔥🤩✨🔥🤩✨🔥
Thanks for answering the Tatiana question lol 😂
If I say anything embarrassing in the future, I’ll request the private message LOL 😂
Also, 84 years LOL I see you sliding that number in there 🤣🤣🍀🍀🍀 And happy late Saint Patrick’s Day 🍀🍀🍀🍀🍀
the positive vibes are appreciated 🤍
if you ever wanna talk fanfic ideas for swagger bishie, i'm always down. i have so many ideas i want to write but i'm getting through stay first
you should post that story somewhere though - i'm sure you'll get great feedback and positive comments. and part of the fun of writing for fandoms is sharing our work with other fans so i say go for it
eta: i regularly feel like i'm not doing a good job with the stuff i write so like, you're not alone but also sometimes it is just your own perception of your writing coming from spending so much time with it and being too close to it to really see it objectively
dang growing up with adults blasting linkin park and shit would've been amazing. and as far as whatever you were listening to then that you're embarrassed about, you've got no need to be with me. i still regularly listen to my teen obsessions (nsync, jonas brothers, miley cyrus, justin bieber, one direction etc.)
idk like i don't want to tell you how to feel but i've just found that it's a waste for me to be embarrassed about something that once brought or still brings me joy 🤷♀️
i love the chainsmokers man, they've had me hooked for a long time
and happy saint patrick's day to you, too!
i thought of some more recs and i'm gonna put most of them on the playlist but i had to share this one with you cause it's got some major alex vibes from stay lmao
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