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reiderwriter · 2 months

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Okay but, flirty reader majority pointed at Reid, and the scene where he has to get hosed down and says "I'mma bout to get naked, I don't think you wanna see that" and reader's just like raising her hand and says "don't worry I'll stay". And after she walks out to go to the hospital and sees everyone and with an open mouth and wide eyes just goes " woah" cause big dick energy

A/N: Hi, thank you so much for your request! I've been a bit sick lately, so I haven't had a chance to write much, but this was fun and quick to write! I might do a part 2 with the actual smut in the future, so if that's something people would want let me know in the comments!!

Warnings: suggestive content, public dirty talk?

“I really want to see that.”

You heard the words but weren't sure where they'd come from for the longest time. It had been a confusing morning, with a high alert for anthrax and your coworker trapping himself inside a contaminated lab to save you from dying a presumably very painful death, you couldn't be blamed for not realizing that you'd said the words in question.

He'd meant the words sarcastically, of course, and they'd warned Morgan off immediately with a chuckle and a “You better survive this, kid,” but you'd stood rooted to the earth until he'd repeated them again.

“Y/N, they're going to strip me down. You don't want to see that.”

“I really do, though.” Your eyes unabashedly trailed down the contours of his body, soaked from the hoses currently decontaminating him. You could've sworn that he was moving in slow motion as his hand pushed back his hair and cleared his face of water.

If there weren't this many CDC agents around, you'd have likely joined him in his impromptu shower to feel your way along the lines of his clothing, checking to see what was outline and what was the thick layers of shirt and pants that unfortunately still obstructed your view.

Another minute of you ogling him went by before your eyes finally returned to anywhere near his, and you realized that your desire for the man could no longer pass for camaraderie.

“You better not die, Spencer. Not before I can enjoy the meal I'm about to sample.”

His doctors were either ignoring the conversation completely or were busy focusing on other things, and luckily, they didn't react to your words. Other than to take Spencer's temperature one more time when he flushed bright red, and stared at you slack-jawed.

“We're going to have to speed this along, Doctor Reid. Please start unbuttoning your shirt,” one of the hazmatted men said to him, but his eyes were fixed on you.

“Yes, please do, Spencer. It's for your own good. And mine.”

You expected him to blush and fawn again, but his day had been as long and confusing as your own, so you were unsurprised when he looked you directly in the eye and began unbuttoning his shirt. You watched his descent, and your breath faltered, seeing the water drip down his bare skin now.

“I'm not sure which of us is wetter right now,” you tried to joke in earnest, but you felt a sharp jolt of lust in your gut as soon as his hands reached his belt.

“Y/N, you need to leave now. Before you make this any harder for everyone here.” The innuendo in his words were clear, but you were thankful again for the considerate and/or oblivious doctors either side of him bagging up his discarded shirt and jacket.

“Only if you promise I can make your life as hard as I want to when you're in the clear.” You smiled again, hoping the full force of your lust would reach him. Spencer was always oblivious to genuine flirtation, you'd observed enough women throwing themselves on him (had discouraged a few too many with a hand on his arm and a finger playing with the abandoned curls at the back of his neck, too) to know that for sure.

You needed to make your need for him explicit.

“I mean it, Spencer. I really mean it.”

His eyes locked with yours for the last time ad you made to turn around, doing your best to convince him without becoming distractedly horny.

“I know. I'll see you at the hospital.”

“At the hospital? Risky, I like it.” You winked and turned away, leaving him calling back after you as you walked over to the car Derek had pulled around the front of the property.

“Wait, not the hospital! Those beds aren’t comfortable. Y/N! Y/N, really!”

You giggled as you sat down in the car, but you bubbled with anticipation still.

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cheekinpermission · 21 days

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I wanna talk about the scene in the museum with Azul...

(SPOILERS FOR BOOK 3 AHEAD. ALSO LOTS OF RAMBLING! :D)

During Ch. 38 of Book 3, Azul and Yuu have a short conversation post-overblot in the underwater museum place. I always felt that this bit of dialogue was weirdly charged? The whole scene felt very intimate to me (and the soft music in the background doesn't help lmao), but I never knew WHY since nothing said was inherently romantic.

So, I went back and re-read through every post-overblot and realized that Azul is the only who who has a one-on-one conversation with Yuu after their overblot??

It's rare enough to have one-on-one conversations between Yuu and another character, but then Azul goes a step further. He's the only one to open up to Yuu about his problems:

Some of the other overblot boys talk about their problems, but not to Yuu specifically. It's more of a declaration than confiding in someone, you know? (E.g. Riddle talking about how he prefers milk tea even though the rules stipulate lemon tea)

We, the players, are shown flashbacks of the overblot boys to explain how they reached this point but I can't recall if Yuu is privy to this information as well. (It's theoretically possible since Yuu already has visions / dreams of the Great Seven, but no one ever mentions it so who knows. I'm personally on the side of Yuu NOT knowing because it feels a bit invasive that they'd have this knowledge of people who weren't ready to share it.)

Regardless of whether Yuu can or cannot see those flashbacks, Azul is the only one to willingly talk about his motivations to Yuu. For Azul, this is especially important as he's so protective of his image as a clever and upstanding housewarden, and yet here he openly admits to Yuu that he was a bit of a loser as a kid (his words not mine!).

I guess you could argue that he felt there was no reason to hide it anymore since Yuu already saw him as a chubby octopus baby, but he didn't have to talk about it at all if he didn't want to. But he did. On his own. With no prompting. (Really, though. Yuu can either say they want to make sure he puts the photo back or that they're worried about him, and either way he drops his lore on them lol) And then Yuu tries to help him feel better??

To my knowledge, Yuu doesn't do this with any of the other overblot boys, either. I could have missed it during my research, but if they did it wasn't nearly to the same extent as with Azul.

I still don't know why Azul felt like opening up to Yuu. He didn't have to, but maybe he wanted to? Maybe he wanted to try his hand at being genuine for once and felt Yuu was the least intimidating person to do it with (the magicless human that they are). Who knows? I wish there were more scenes like this. It makes Yuu feel more included in the story. I also think it shows a lot of growth on Azul's end to open up about his problems to Yuu of his own volition.

I'm not sure what I wanted to say with this post, only that I wanted to get my thoughts out there about this scene because it always stood out to me. I felt there was always an undercurrent of something and I think it's because this was the only post-overblot private conversation we got with Yuu and an overblot boy, plus the added encouragement from Yuu at the end.

I'm curious to know if anyone felt the same way about this scene or if I'm just imagining things. I'm also interested in hearing any theories why Azul suddenly felt the urge to open up to Yuu, if you've got them!

Thanks for enduring my rambling!

Bonus!

Azul's so funny for trying to play it off all cool like he isn't doing flips and princess twirls in his head rn. Yuu laid it on THICK. We all know he's freaking out internally.

#i do have a theory for why only azul got this one-on-one with yuu post-overblot but that's a whole other long winded post lol #azul x yuu shippers win this one i s2g #this is just a really cute scene okay i wanted to mention it #i LOVE analysis btw #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst #twisted wonderland #octavinelle #azul ashengrotto #twst azul #twst book 3 #cheekinrambles

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simplysslytherin · 4 months

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Everyone thinks Astarion's insecure about his relationship with Tav because he believes they deserve better. That he's fearful of them one day realizing he isn't so wonderful, so they abandon him.

But, like…what if Tav's the insecure one? Like, maybe they're insecure because they're human. Perhaps they see Astarion conversing with other elves or vampires who are more remarkable than them, so they worry he'll someday leave.

Elves are unlike most races, you may think you are speaking to an adult but be speaking to a child. Elves dont reach full adulthood till they turn 100, then they shed their childhood names and pick a new adult name. Tav was not an elven adult. They weren't even a elven teenager they were 27. Astarion was from their math 239, a fully realized adult elf. While Tav was barely able to go and explore the world under the watchful eyes of their parents. However, they got scooped up by mind flayers and here they were. They wondered if Astarion noticed or realized it, Halsin had very easily. Calling them little one and offering father like protection. Tav liked that it was nice to look to Halisn and have him nod affirmation that yes this was a good choice.

The parent child relationship didn't come to light until Tav got sloppy and accidentally called Halsin "Da" in elvish during dinner one night. Shadowheart spit out her drink, Astarion looked relieved while the others looked confused.

Halisn sighed and said, "not long ago I prayed to the oakfather for a child and he delivered just not in the way I expected." He had put a large hand on Tavs shoulder as he said it, to Tav's embarrassment.

It added to Tav's worrys that they would all find out they were just a child blindly leading the group.

It especially stung when Astarion had to use his flirting skills to get the out of several tight spots. He could have anyone, he could certainly find a more capable partner, not just a convenient blood bag.

Tav had been anxiously waiting for the other shoe to drop since Halisn had revealed their parent child dynamic. It had been weeks.

"For the love of the oakfather stop pacing child." Halsin's voice stoped Tav short.

"Da."

"What's troubling you. Come you can tell me."

Tav looked around before switching to Elvish, "Its Astarion, he says he has something to confess."

Halisn nodded for Tav to continue, "he must of found out that I'm not an adult. He's probably disgusted I've tricked him. And and he's gonna leave me." Tav started crying at some point.

"Astarion isn't going to leave you." Halisn said opening his arms.

Tav ran into them hiding their face. "You don't know that. He probably hates me know he knows my secret!"

A new voice cut through the air, "I could never hate you darling. If anything I'm worried you'll hate me."

"'starion?"

"May I?"

Tav was shifted from Halisn's arms into Astarion's. "Lets go somewhere a bit more private my love." Astarion walked off carrying Tav, "I don't want your parent to rip my throat out."

After he put Tav down he held their hands. "There is nothing you can ever say that will make me stop loving you. Nothing Tav. So don't be afraid to tell me what your secret is it can't be worse thsn mine."

"It is! I'm 27." Tav let the words hang in the air. Like a confused puppy Astarion tilted his head.

"127?" Tav shook their head, "you have so much time." He breathed.

"So much time to hate me for taking advantage of you. I had a plan a nice simple plan. Seduce you, sleep with you, manipulate your feeling so you would never turn on me. Then I started to genuinely feel for you, and my nice simple plan fell apart."

"Astarion, you don't hate me?"

"What!? No! Don't you hate me?"

"No. I'm upset with you but I coukd never hate you."

"I'm also upset you didn't think you could tell me your secret." Astarion hummed. "Perhaps a late night strole just the two of us could help make it up? And we can continue this conversation when you've dried your face."

"I would like that."

#astarion x tav #astarion #astarion ancunin #astarion x reader #halsin #halsin x tav #halsin x reader #astarion bg3 #astarion baldurs gate #baldur's gate 3 #tav #bg3 tav

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neruro · 5 months

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VOD 05 - follow for follow???

first time chatter...? | scara x reader smau

Though the call started off with awkward greetings and simple questions, you couldn't deny how comfortable it got. Just like with an old friend, the silence was peaceful. Just you and him for a moment.

It was Scaramouche's suggestion to ease the tension, so you both created a Spotify playlist and added songs onto there. You'd like to think he was enjoying the music without any distractions, just as you were.

With some orchestral music that Scaramouche chose playing– You were both silent.

At a time like this, it was nice to stop thinking. A welcome distraction. There was a time you did this before... Sat in silence and let the minutes pass by.

"Hey," Scaramouche teased after a couple moments. "Don't tell me you're sleeping on me now."

"I'm not!" You insisted. "Just... Thinking."

"Oh?" He said. "About me?"

"... Mayhaps."

He let out a soft chuckle, and you could hear him lean back in his chair. The song switched into one of the Miku songs you chose, thankfully more lighthearted to fit the mood.

"Mm. That's good." He said. "It would be a shame if you were thinking of someone else. I thought we were having a moment."

"I mean- It's just..." You said quietly. "You're so nice to me, but you're so rude online. It's a bit off-putting."

He was silent, perhaps not expecting the statement.

"It's my image." He said, though it sounded like there was more to it. "Most streamers have one. For me, I'm a mysterious jerk and people eat it up, you know?"

"... Huh." You said. "I think your real self is a lot more appealing though."

"Having your real self online for millions to see..." He murmured. "In my experience, you'll only hurt and be hurt."

You stayed silent. If you show people who you really were– didn't that mean you would get the true, genuine love of your fans? Wouldn't it hurt more to live under a lie, knowing you'd have to protect it to keep your heart safe? Living to please, you'd be nothing more than a slave then.

To make people happy... Is living a lie something that they wanted?

"Nevermind that, you're a small streamer so you don't have to worry about it." He sighed, speaking normally. "Now, where's that one song for Miku abuses her boyfriend?"

"World is Mine?"

"Yeah, hold on, lemme play it."

You got another call from Scaramouche when an hour after you sent the tweet. It was nerve-wracking for sure, knowing that you would show your face to (a couple) people, but you have the power of friendship on your side!

Pretty much invincible then!

"I hope you don't mind what I did." Scaramouche said with a sigh. "I'll delete it, if you would like."

"Oh! Well... It certainly increases the pressure..." You chuckle nervously. "But I'm ready!"

"I'll be sure to watch." Scaramouche said gently. "Don't be too scared, it'll go great."

After a silence he spoke again, "... I'll be rooting for you. As always."

first time chatter...?

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✧˚ ·summary - tada! a new streamer (aka: you!) entered the scene! and what's this? your first regular chatter accompanying you to fame? great! and you're both becoming friends? even better! ... eh? what... what do you mean he has over a million followers? and what does he mean by 'do you remember me!?'

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author's note - love you all, thank you for everything! your support gives me motivation to go on! ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

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wayfayrr · 10 months

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Part four for the houshusband AU! Sage gets up to more crimes but also decides to do legal things now ✨ [1] [2] [3]

As I've been asked for it this gets a taglist now! Feel free to ask if you want to be added to it <3 @browneyedgirl22 ✦ @angry-trashcan

Didn’t take long for Sage to get comfortable, It didn't take long at all. Really he - he’s too comfortable now. Does he have no shame? Not like I’m also not a lot more comfortable now. Getting out, even just to a place like this, helps clear everything and get back to normal. Mostly.

“No Sage you can’t just go around putting whatever you please into your Purah pad.”

He’s worse than even a toddler would be in a supermarket for the first time and naturally with how he's holding me I'm being dragged along with him. Of course, I understand he's not entirely used to shops like this, I've played the games I know what he's used to. But still he still usually has a pretty good ability to read the tone of a situation.

Is it because he's not worried about what anyone here is going to think of him being this clingy?

Actually, I will admit it's adorable to see him acting like there aren’t any threats at the moment. Clingy isn’t bad, he could be so so much worse. That’s what I got from what he said earlier at least. He seems happy for once; if that’s not the sweetest thing I’ve seen I would be lying. And he hasn’t heard me. Or didn’t listen. Great.

“So where would rings be found in here love?”

He’s serious about being my husband. He's serious about it enough to not listen to what I'm asking.

“Well, this is a general store, so nowhere in here. I mean there are a couple of places around here that sell them but you don’t need to sage. Besides I probably couldn’t afford one you like.”

“Let’s go there now then. It's far more important than any of this.”

What have I gotten into? He genuinely wants my hand in marriage. Was marriage in Hyrule always this casual? I mean I guess Hudson married his wife based on her name. Even then he still asked normally. He didn’t just announce they were married there and then!?

Nothing really to do but play the cards you’re dealt right? And I like sage, I do, so there’s no issue. I can be Sage’s spouse, I can do this. There's no small part I'm petrified of what would happen if I didn't accept him.

“Really it’s not sage, groceries and other supplies are far more important than a ring.”

“The groceries can wait, love. People need to know you’re mine. So dearest, can you please take me to a jeweller? Also, would it be too hard to ask you to call me by pet names from now on, my love?”

Sage won’t take no for an answer, will he? Even if I keep saying no he won't drop it, honestly I'm tempted to go and just take him to a cheaper store to pick something out and have it done with. Because I’ll be the one who has to buy it after all. That other thing he’s asked as well… Could I do that?Pet names weren’t the first thing on my mind, but we are a couple now, it’s only natural right? Has he noticed I’m blushing now? Could he be saying all this on purpose to rile me up? To manipulate me?No. He wouldn’t do that. Stop assuming the worst of people [name].

“Sure, honey??? You aren’t going to drop it until I agree. Are you?”

Sage has me wrapped around his finger at this point, I can’t say no to him, but only because he’s most likely stressed out of his mind right now. So I don’t have to feel bad. I'm caving so easily, I can do that without feeling bad… And if I’m his spouse now… Well it’s only natural that I look after him, isn’t it?

Local jewellers we go then, as he clings to me like I’m his only lifeline here… which I am if I really think about it. He knows nothing here, nothing. Our relationship, his memories, his features those are the only things he really has tying him back to his own world and one of those things shouldn’t really count. Holding Sage, well being held by him to look as if I’m holding him is nice. like when he was lying to me, He’s soft.And now he’s kissing my neck.

“Well then my beloved, I’m sorry I haven’t given you a ring sooner, I should have been more prepared when I told you so my love choose whatever you please.”

Wait, is he offering to pay? With what money, he doesn’t have anything here? Actually, now I think about that, opening a current account for him might not be a bad idea… oh but he’ll need an ID for that, does he even have a surname? Should he just use mine? Lying he lost his documents in a fire could work, we could file the other paperwork today…

I’ll just choose something cheap, is that..?

“This one, it’s one of my favourite stones. I never knew it was sold here. And it’s not too expensive either…”

“Oh my love, It’s even part of a matching pair. You have perfect taste.”

Sage’s confidence really has improved since he’s gotten here, after saying that he’s gone to talk to the salesperson all alone and handed him a single green rupee. I swear I’ve told him already that we don’t use rupees here let alone - they accepted it... AND THEY’RE OFFERING HIM CHANGE??

Standing there stunned until he came back over and slid the ring onto my finger with a kiss seems to be exactly the reaction he wanted though. Sticking himself back to my side and tugging the both of us back to the shops I originally wanted to go to, it almost feels like he wants my praise. Really even I can agree he deserves it after that stunt.

“That was, I mean where do I start Lavender, thank you really. How did you even know that would work?”

“Most places like that in my world trade with gems as well my love, Wind mentioned how you reacted the first time you saw a rupee so I assumed it would be the same here. Don’t you assume I wouldn’t have paid more either, I would happily burn the world down for you my sweet [name].”

“By the way Sage, about the fact you want to be my husband. There’s some paperwork to be done to make it official here, after we’ve finished here it would be a good idea to sort that all out.”

Sage’s face lighting up feels like it’s going to happen a lot more from this point on; hopefully, now that he’s got that to focus on I can finish shopping without any issues. After all of this, given there are no issues, Sage will be my husband.

And so now he is, after a couple of hours of lying and processing then lying and processing but now I won’t have to worry about being arrested so that’s one more thing taken care of. Sage couldn’t be more pleased to be my husband officially either which makes it more worth it in my eyes and…

Why is there a shadow in my window?

“You can see that as well can’t you, I’m not seeing things right?”

“Do you want me to deal with it darling~”

“No, let’s see what it is first. It could just be a friend of mine pulling a prank or something.”

Always like it was with any of the links back in Hyrule, Sage decided to go in first. Mumbling to himself about how he should be the only one to deal with any threats, taking his self-appointed role as my sole protector more seriously than anything else. Following behind him as he cracked opened the door to where the intruder was hiding is the first thing since leaving Hyrule to make me feel like I’m before some sort of threat.

“Well I will admit this is a rather strange situation, usually I don’t do at-home visits for my customers. It is somewhat comforting to see you though [name], Mr.hero’s been very worked up about you vanishing.”

That voice, that outfit, well I wasn’t wrong about the fact it could be a friend. What are the shadow’s plans? First sage and now him as well?

“R-Ravio!?”

#linked universe x reader #yandere linked universe x reader #yandere linked universe #link x reader #lu sage #yandere lu sage #househusband sage #moss✦writes

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heyidkyay · 1 year

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Who can say no to bridezilla? |

Part Four

Forewarning there's a bit of angst in this part- idk it just sort of happened and I ended up going with it.. so, sorry?? Don't hate me pls! But also, I'm not sure what to really make of this story, hope you lot like it though:)

Summary: With no date to your sister's wedding, what are you to do? No worries though, she's already got it covered, well, sort of...

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Lightly laughing, I looked down at our paired hands, at how Matty’s thumb kept running over the back of my own and I wondered whether he felt it too.

“Oi, Healy!” Someone called out, breaking the moment, “I thought that was you!”

And just like that, as I looked up and caught sight of the goddess of a girl headed straight towards us, I knew that I’d just let myself get far too caught up in the moment.

—

“Alexa, love! Didn’t realise they were just letting anyone in.” Matty welcomed the girl with a teasing grin, withdrawing from me to envelope this newcomer into an easy embrace.

I had to take a small step back to re-centre myself, having let my emotions get the best of me for a minute there, and took the distracted moment to look around at the rest of the partygoers. But I could hardly concentrate, my head a little all over the place.

“Me neither. You can see why I was so surprised to find you here!” The girl, Alexa, snarked back with a strikingly stunning smile, now holding Matty at arms length. “Last I heard you were off galloping about in sunny Barbados.”

Matty hummed an impish confirmation, and I watched as a tiny smile pulled at either side of his lips. “Been back a while now. Finally got myself clean, didn’t I?”

Alexa seemed surprised by that, but her smile was genuine when she told him how happy she was for him. Something I could appreciate.

She engulfed him back up into another hug and murmured something or other into his ear, which caused Matty to nod his head in apparent amusement as they both chuckled.

The two of them were just untangling themselves from one another when Matty seemed to suddenly remember my presence, I smiled a little awkwardly when both sets of eyes darted towards me.

“Oh, Lex! You have to meet Y/n, the lucky girl I’ve got hanging off my arm this evening.” Matty introduced with a sly grin, dragging me in closer to them now by the crook of my elbow.

I couldn’t seem to hide the small laugh I released as I just let him.

“And sweetheart, this is Alexa. Old friend of mine. Known her for almost as long as I’ve known the guys.” He added, gesturing a hand between the two of us.

The pleasant smile and bout of small talk I conjured up on the spot as I greeted her then would’ve won me a fucking Oscar, with my head where it was at and whatnot- I was quite sure of it. So sure, in fact, that I would’ve bet my mum’s mortgage on it then and there.

But alas, there were no nominating editors around to bare witness to my bullshit of a show and the only other person who could’ve seen the sudden change in my demeanour would’ve been my sister, who, conveniently, was nowhere to be seen.

So I just grinned and bared it all, withdrawing more and more into myself as the conversation drew on. I’d tried to add a comment once or twice, but it was like treading water. Honestly, every time I even attempted to open my mouth, Alexa spoke up and shut me right down again, edging me out slowly but surely.

It took me a little while to notice it, but once I had, I found myself trying to determine whether I was right in just assuming.

“I still can’t believe out of the four of you, Hann’s the first one to properly settle down!” Alexa piped up with a wily grin, changing the topic from mine and Matty’s thoughts on the wedding ceremony she’d missed out on the second the chance arose. “I always figured it’d be Ross.”

I frowned slightly to myself, and then observed the way she playfully nudged Matty's chest, her fingertips lingering a second too long.

In the time we'd continued talking, I'd noticed how she somehow had managed to rearrange herself even closer to the musician. Actually, they were now stood so near one another that you’d have had to have brought a pair of pliers along with you tonight to have simply discovered where the first one ended and the other began.

I felt like the apparent third wheel to the little party they’d wordlessly created for themselves, and having been forced into that feeling was more than a little painful.

Alexa seemed to touch Matty constantly too. Whether it was a gentle caress to his elbow, or just the persistent brush of fingers against his forearm.

So, not only was she actively excluding me from the conversation as best she could, she was also icing me out further by becoming a literal barrier between us.

Not that my date seemed to notice any of this, too preoccupied by the girl’s revered presence to pay my tenseness any mind- but maybe that was just me being petty.

To be frank, I wasn’t certain whether or not Alexa was doing it intentionally, or if it was just in her nature. She appeared to be a rather blatant flirt, that was obvious, but she was also quick on the uptake and witty enough to snipe right back at Matty and his sarcastically intelligent replies. Definitely someone who could match him toe to toe, I acknowledged.

And I wasn’t the type to shy away either, especially when I was having a good time, but honestly? In that moment, I just felt more than a tad uncomfortable by the whole charade.

“I truly am offended, Lex! Couldn’t you just picture me with a grubby toddler sat on each knee? Or having to make the school run in my Gucci dressing gown?” Matty exaggerated with a hand over his heart, responding to her previous comment. Alexa seemed to take the opening he’d given her and run with it.

She grinned at him, flashing me a row full of perfect teeth. “Oh, yeah. A kid on each knee, maybe, with the way you used to get around- but the school run? I’d be utterly surprised if you managed to wake yourself up before noon, babe. If I remember rightly, sex and sleep were the only two things that could keep that mind of yours occupied when we were together.”

Ah.

So my gut had pretty much hit the nail on the head there. Because, of fucking course- of course!- out of all of the people I’d be forced into meeting at this now-turned-nightmare of a wedding, it just would’ve had to have been this greek goddess of a woman stood before me, with her sultry eyes and alluring smile. Who, coincidentally, just also happened to be Matty’s ex.

Did they all look like this? I found myself silently questioning.

Did he just happen to have a plethora of brokenhearted models trailing helplessly behind him?

I almost peered around then to make sure that there was no-one else headed over to throw another spanner into the works, but wilfully withheld.

Because wouldn’t that have truly been the icing on the cake?

And with that thought, I couldn’t help but wonder what they both must’ve made of me, in the dress I’d decided to hem myself and the face of makeup I’d been forced to finish applying in the cab ride over here.

Fuck, this had all been such a mistake, hadn’t it?

“Y/n?”

I blinked myself out of my wayward thoughts to find Matty already watching me with a slightly concerned expression. I inhaled and shook my head lightly to right myself, dropping the hand I’d been using to worry my lower lip. “Sorry, must’ve missed that. Whatd’ya say?”

The crease between Matty’s brows deepened just as his mouth thinned, and I tried not to outwardly react when I felt his careful grip take my arm.

My. Mind. Was. Well and truly. Reeling.

“Was just mentioning the way we’d-“ He cut himself off mid-sentence there and decidedly dipped his head down towards mine, ignoring whatever else Alexa was saying as he did so.

When Matty spoke again it was in a sort of hushed tone, which sounded a little fuzzy to my buzzing ears. “You sure you’re alright, darling? You kinda spaced out.”

I swallowed and forced a smile, slipping out from his hold.

“Yeah, ‘course. Just need some air, I reckon. Bit stuffy in here.” I chuckled lightly, though it sounded somewhat strained even to me, as I swatted a hand about in the air between us. “Look, I’ll be back in a sec. Save me a drink, will you?”

And before Matty could even get another word in edgeways, I was backing away and sliding through the many tables full of people.

I heard him call after me, voice confused, but didn’t chance looking back.

I was beyond thankful for the cold chill that hit my skin when I stepped out of the tent. My head was still whirling, whether it was from the encounter I’d just managed to escape from or the mass of people I’d been surrounded by all day, I didn’t know. But the evening air seemed to help dull the steaming onset of anxiety my mind had created as I trailed my way over to where a large maple tree idly sat, facing the chapel.

I leant up against its trunk as I patted down my pockets, groaning quietly at the evil reminder that hit me when I remembered I’d been forced into wearing a dress for this whole affair. Meaning that I hadn’t had the foresight to stick a cigarette or two down the hem of my knickers just in case of an emergency.

Sort of like this, my mind unhelpfully supplied.

I let out a short sigh, deciding then that this night couldn’t really get any worse.

But, like always, the universe seemed rather excited to have yet another opportunity to shit all over me, because a downtrodden Matty approached not too soon after.

The singer chose not to say anything as he came to a slow halt beside me, and I watched out of the corner of my eye when he pulled a packet from the lining of his suit jacket to tip out a fag.

My stare narrowed on its own accord, because of course he’d have just the thing I was dying for. Though I was far too stubborn to ask for one, especially after the little scene I’d stirred inside.

So I just followed his example and kept quiet.

Matty was a rather deliberate person, I’d deemed simply from observing him throughout the night. I could see it then in the way he let his cigarette dangle loosely from his lip as he sheltered its end with a curved palm so that it would light.

I watched as he took a slow drag, and then tried not to show how flustered I suddenly grew when my eyes flickered upwards and met his own in the dimly lit garden.

He held the cigarette out towards me, billowing out a breath of smoke through pursed lips which seemed to cling to the stilted air surrounding us.

Grateful, I took it, feeling the odd tingle that travelled up my wrist when our fingers brushed.

The nicotine was heaven sent and it seemed to do just the trick, finally managing to clear a way through my chaotic mind. I felt my shoulders sag as I slowly exhaled.

“You gonna let me in on what that was just about?” Came Matty’s voice after what seemed like an eternity. It startled me a little if I was being honest, I figured we’d just share this fag and forget about the whole ordeal in truth. But then again, I’d never been lucky.

“What’dya mean?” I replied cluelessly, angling my face away from him and over towards the historic building opposite. I handed him back the cigarette.

He rolled his eyes, seemingly agitated by the response. “Don’t be like that.”

I shrugged a shoulder at him, not saying anything before, “Just didn’t feel too good. Like I said, it was stuffy in there.”

With a pointed scoff, Matty shook his head at me then purposefully took another drag.

I scowled, suddenly annoyed. “If you don’t like my answer, you can always fuck off back inside and ask someone else.”

He laughed sharply at me in retort, a bitter thing that broke up the smoke he breathed out. “You’re so fucking difficult. You know that?”

I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Just piss off, Matty.”

His mouth was quirked to one side when he glanced at me again, so I pointedly looked back towards the chapel with a roll of my eyes.

He chose to say nothing after that, merely opted to continue smoking in silence, studying me all the while with a small smirk painted on his lips.

I grew irritated far too quickly, I knew that (it was one of my many flaws), but that irritation I felt was slowly being further fuelled by the fact that I could tell that Matty was now amused by it all.

Infuriated, I was quick to shoot him a nasty glare as I went to walk away again, this time back towards the party.

“Fine, I’ll leave then.”

Matty groaned loudly into the night air, though his amusement was still palpable. “Oh, come on!”

I had to glance back at him, I couldn’t not, and found him to be stood just a foot or two behind me, his arms spread out wide with a disbelieving look on his face.

He dropped his cigarette upon noting that he’d won back my attention and quickly stamped it out on the gravelled path before taking another pointed step towards me.

“What?” Matty goaded with a jerk of his head, and his Northern accent jumped out at me then, making it sound a lot more like ‘wot?’. “Is that all you’ve got say to me then?”

I felt myself gape. Because, he couldn't have actually been serious.

“You’re the one who wandered off in a right strop-” Matty decidedly barrelled on, uncaring for my reaction. “Had me fucking worryin’ over whether or not it was something I’d done. And when I come out to check on you, to make sure that you’re actually doing alright, you fucking tell me to do one! Why? What the fuck’s with that? We were having a good time- a fuckin’ great time, even! I just don’t get it.”

I closed my eyes tightly, feeling the affect of his words wash over me. But that hurt was still there.

In truth, I’d never been any good at expressing how I felt. Feelings? Why the fuck would anyone willingly want them? They were messy. And uptight. And almost always got you into the worst kinds of trouble. I wanted to scream.

“I don’t know, Matty! Okay?” I snapped right back at him, stressed and suddenly beyond annoyed, but mostly at myself.

“I just felt shitty, alright? I didn’t want to just stand there, with you, and with her! And I think that’s pretty fucking valid! I mean- who willingly wants to be ignored? You made me feel so stupid! And, unimportant. And you’ve only gone and pissed me off even further by coming out here and acting as though you’ve no clue as to why I’m upset.”

Matty’s face was a right picture. And at any other given time I might’ve laughed, or rinsed him for it, but I was far too caught up in the moment.

Far too tired, too.

It had well and truly been a day. And as happy as I was for my sister and her new-found husband, I also just wanted to go home, have a kip, and wake up tomorrow morning having forgotten that this day had ever happened. If only for the sake of never having to acknowledge the way Matty’s very presence set my skin on fire. Or the fact that, after all these months we’d spent texting, I’d only now clued into the fact that the majority of it had just been me pining from behind a screen.

Because, although it might’ve taken me until tonight to have finally realised it, I did like Matty. I liked him an awful lot.

Too much actually for someone who’d all but claimed to have bowed out of the dating game completely. And I only really had myself to blame for the mess I’d gotten myself into here- no, actually wait, scrap that. If anyone was rightly to blame for this whole ordeal then my sister held the flaming torch. Without all her needless meddling, I might’ve been alright tonight. Lonely, perhaps, but surrounded by friends and family, and without all this stupid unnecessary drama.

“So this is just about Alexa then?” Matty voiced and, wow.

“That’s all you took from that?” I scoffed at him, completely in disbelief, “Yes, Matty. It’s partly about Alexa, but mainly about the way I fucking felt in there! The way you made me feel.”

He blinked back at me, and I watched the way his mouth opened and then closed, apparently unable to now form coherent words. My chest was heaving, and I knew I had to remove myself from the situation entirely before I did something I'd soon regret.

“Do me a favour and just, lose my number, yeah?” I told him as I turned on my heel and walked away, shaking my head.

“Oi, Y/n/n! Y/n!” Someone yelled out to me as I made my way back inside, but I was so hellbent on simply grabbing my things so that I could leave that Jamie’s sudden appearance at my side visibly startled me.

He broke me from the buzzing energy that was crawling its way across my skin and I physically jumped at the hand that took my shoulder.

“Cuz, just stop, would you?” Jamie spoke again, his voice more muted now, confused.

Glancing up into his worried eyes, I felt the hand he held on my shoulder tense slightly.

“What’s gone on? Where’re you off to?” My cousin pestered me as I attempted to shake him off and round him to get to the table just past us.

“Nothing, Jim. Just leave it be, yeah?”

Jamie was having none of that though, his head shook as he got a firmer hold on me. Blocking my path.

“Jamie.” I warned, already at my wits end. “Move out my way.”

“Fuck that.” He retorted with an apparent frown, “Tell me what’s wrong.”

I turned my head away from him, not wanting him to see the emotions that were getting the better of me.

“Y/n.” Jamie demanded, moving his neck at an odd angle to meet my glossy gaze. “Tell me.”

I let out an unhappy sigh, slumping. “Just having a shit night, alright? And I was trying to get out of here quickly, so if you don’t mind.”

I gestured vaguely towards the table then, hoping he’d get the message and move, but Jamie refused.

“The fuck’s gone on? The last time I saw you, you were happy as Larry. Larking about with that new bloke of yours-” Jamie paused suddenly and I saw the way his usually relaxed demeanour changed, “Was it him? Has he done something to you? I swear if he’s done anything, Y/n.”

Darkly, he shook his head, eyes fixated on finding the man in question.

“No, no, nothing’s happened, J. Just a bit of a mishap. My fault, really.” I tried to reassure him, but that only seemed to make things worse.

My eyes widened when Jamie’s head snapped up in the direction I’d just come from and I followed it to find Matty there, running an anxious hand through his hair whilst his eyes chose to scan the crowd.

“I’m gonna kill him.” Jamie threatened, already in motion, and when my mind finally caught up with the situation at hand I immediately jumped to hold him back.

But the thing about Jim was, that he was quite a fair bit taller than me now, had been since we were seventeen, but he was also built like a fuck-off tree. Ginormous, basically. And he wasn’t one to be easily stopped, not even with the way I was helplessly dragging my feet behind him and tugging at his arm.

“Jamie!” I hissed pleadingly, “Don't be a twat!”

But it was no use, we’d already stormed our way through half the venue and drawn up quite the crowd. Jamie was like a bull seeing red, and Matty was the flaming flag.

I didn’t know what to do as I watched Jamie barrel towards my date, full on fuming.

“The fuck have you done?”

Matty looked a little like a deer caught in headlights when he turned towards us and found my cousin rounding on him. But the confused expression was gone in a split second, and rapidly replaced by an irritated scowl. His dark eyes skitted between Jamie and I, me hidden just behind my cousin’s shoulder.

I flashed Matty an imploring look, hoping he’d understand and not infuriate Jamie any further- but when had anything ever gone my way?

“Fuck do you mean, what have I done?” Matty gobbed back, gearing up for the fight we all felt was coming. “You’re the one coming at me, mate.”

“Don’t call me your mate, you prick. And you know exactly why I’m asking.” Jamie retorted, his shoulders pulled right back so that he was now stood at his full height, towering a fair few inches above Matty himself.

“It doesn't take a genius to work out that you clearly have something to do with the fact that she’s leaving her sister’s wedding reception early.” Jamie told Matty, stabbing a thumb backwards and towards me.

Matty frowned, his mouth pursing as his gaze met mine. I swallowed thickly.

“Listen, I don’t know what she’s told-”

But Matty was promptly cut off then by my cousin, who looked just about ready to throttle him.

“She’s told me nothing, you utter twat. Too polite to call it like it is, but it’s not all that hard to add up, is it? She’s upset and, coincidentally, you’re nowhere to be seen.” Jamie said with an unamused grin. And I couldn't help but note that he was rather terrifying when he wanted to be. “So go on, try and worm your way out of it, mate.”

“Oi, what’s going on here?” Came a third party and I glanced up just in time to see George step into defend Matty. He matched Jim inch for inch in stature, and the expression he wore told a story of its own.

I wondered, for a brief second, if I'd just happened to be the start of World War Three.

“Oh fuck off, would you?” Jamie grimaced, not even sparing George the curtesy of a mere glance. His focus honed in on Matty alone.

“Jamie!” I rebuked, having had enough now. I hurriedly made my way to squeeze between them all, my back to Matty’s chest. “Just stop it, will you? It’s none of your business what’s gone on. And I really don't need you fighting my battles.”

“But y/n..” Jamie instantly bristled, still seething, but I just shook my head at him, forcing him backwards slightly.

“Leave it. Please, Jim.” I whispered, peering up at him now with imploring eyes.

This was the last thing I’d wanted to happen tonight. This was the last thing my sister deserved. And I was just semi-grateful for the fact that her, nor Adam, were around to bear witness to it.

Though, I could only assume that they’d both find out before the night’s end, knowing that this would make the rumour mill as soon as.

My cousin met my steely gaze and softened slightly, he raised a brow, silently asking if I was certain, and so I dipped my head in a quiet reply.

Jamie inhaled, casting one last long look at Matty, who’s shoulders were still squared, before he relented. Stepping away, I sent him a very small, very thankful smile. But the look I received in response, told me that this was far from over.

“Alright! You can all piss off back to the party now!” I demanded, waving everyone off. “I'd say have around on me but it's an open bar, so...”

When the last few dregs of prying people had finally scattered, I let go of the defeated sigh I’d been withholding and it felt like my entire body drooped with it.

I didn't know what to do with myself after that, the DJ was spinning again and the drinks were now back in flow. I found that I just wanted to disappear really, and the last thing I wanted was for-

“Y/n?"

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beanghostprincess · 4 months

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Same anon about buggy hate here

Yeah I do think it’s especially funny when I see hate from die hard OP fans who definitely are up to date. They just misinterpreted 1082 because they want to hate this character. And for no actual reason whatsoever, other than they want their cool hot characters to be always on top (not that I don’t find buggy hot, please buggy simps spare my life)

I think of buggy more like an absent minded character though. Like I don’t think he’s just dumb dumb, but definitely he has this great comedy moments, coming from his hotheadedness and completely not paying attention. I genuinely think he’s one of the funniest OP characters. And I do think 1082 was big change of that in a way. He didn’t lose those characteristic, he just got more.

Tbh I didn’t even mean it in shippy way? I don’t really engage that much with shipping other than zolu tbh. I guess it could be interpreted in shippy way though so yeah… I meant just dynamics that people choose to portray between those two. Definitely just see a lot of zolu/shanks/buggy mix there which is… kinda iffy to me. People already have this type of relationship there but something stopping them from engaging

And yeah shanks and buggy literally have insane bond just on the fact of their shared experiences growing up. Just that fact is enough to make shanks like buggy, or see him as brother, or whatever you want to portray them as. (I’m more on brotherly bond but hey, it’s just marine’s interpretation, so nothing canon! Not hating on any shippers here). And I truly do think shanks just genuinely likes that guy. As in his character. The way he acts. He loves being playful with him, like me and my siblings. For me it’s like someone saying to me “why you love your sisters, she’s annoying”. That’s my sister and I don’t care how others see her. She’s just mine and always will be. You know? So definitely I agree with your point (in twisted way, agree bond exist, just different interpretation)

I’m sure buggy will have nice arc with cool finish. Probably do have some kind of moment about shanks too. It’s just makes sense from writing point and I think deep inside many people hate that fact.

Thanks for taking your time with answering me!

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As somebody who reads chapter 1082 every day (a normal amount of times, thank you very much) people misinterpreting it makes my blood boil.

And I wish I could expand on what you've already said but I think we've talked about everything I've had in mind? Like, yes, Buggy is still himself even after 1082. In fact, it just added depth to his character and made him even better. The ships thing is pretty real too, and people often are afraid to engage with new dynamics and stick to what's safe. And it doesn't even need to be romantic, if you see them in a platonic way that's cool too, the point is that Shanks still cares for him and has his reasons to love Buggy.

I'm not even worried about Buggy's arc because I trust Oda with this, so we'll just have to wait and see how it goes.

#sorry for the late response btw i get like at least 5 asks per day and i'm still sick so it's a bit hard to reply to everything skjdfnsjkdfn #one piece #shuggy #buggy the clown #red haired shanks

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wildegeist · 3 months

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Now that I can do words more coherently. Still feel all yucky about that fiasco the other day. Genuinely never expected that shit to break containment how it did cause I'm used to stuff staying sorta within my circle, then it left my circle, I saw the info wasn't exactly/all what I thought AND that I left out some stuff I should have put in (I tend to be vague on accident sometimes and it freaks people out), and if I had been thinking straight, I would have turned off reblogs before deleting it, cause deleting effectively does nothing. My first reaction when I saw the corrections was "oh shit I need to stop the panic then".

I feel really really bad about this and I regret the post so much I was really just not thinking right. If it scared or frustrated anyone, I am sorry. If I ever share stuff again (I rarely did in the first place tbh, this is kind of an isolated incident for me), I'm gonna be sure that the information is more of what I think it is (I knew some stuff wasn't new, but some stuff I thought was new was not) and try to be clearer about what's in there that I do. I personally don't see these things as panic situations but I should really have just added something to ease worry regardless, cause I forget that other people are bigger worriers.

That being said, I think the corrected versions are what people are familiar with now and that's what matters. I did everything I could think of to help clear it up, but it feels like garbage that there's no perfect solution. Gonna let it rest now since people DO seem clearer on it now. But seeing the post continue to spread especially as it originally was is like. -insert that Breaking Bad meme of Walter screaming from inside a car-

I was sorta inclined to believe something bigger was going on too cause like. Some accounts of mine were actually gotten into recently (which almost never happens) and the article felt like it kinda. Explained that to me. And maybe that is the explanation but I kinda rolled too hard with it and got caught up in trying to warn I guess.

#I'm sooo embarrassed #This is more of an updated version of my earlier post now that my brain is a little more in gear #I have made an error and it was a big one #Also if you're wondering why comments were turned off- comments are disabled across my posts in general for most people #I disabled them when the sex bots started coming into my comments to @ random people for their spam shit #Plus my mutuals are the main people I interact with so I just kept it that way. I'm using the comment section to post up that correction th #So the only people who can comment being long time followers or mutuals thing- it's been that way for a long time

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creationsofimaginationsblr · 11 months

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Okay! get ready for a R A N T (/pos)

If you want a tldr- the letter was really well written, I loved the charms, and all of it was really charming and had me all mushy and happy! Enjoy a picture of my favorite little (fourth wall knocking) paragraph in the letter as well as the charms and the pretty seal. Go get it. Thank you so much @multiversepostalservice

If you want more details, feel free to read under the cut!

So, I ordered this charming littler letter because I know this creator is an amazing writer and I really wanted to support them and try this out, and i just got it (excellent shipping times, good customer service, very well packed, all the charms were delicately packed)

I want to keep this short so I don't write an essay, but I loved it!! (I have gotten the creators permission to post this here, so no worries) I won't post a bunch of pictures of the letter (personal choice) But trust me, the questions about hobbies and interests and personal traits are super important. They're elegantly incorporated into the letter (I genuinely didn't realize at first, i though it was a really lucky guess until I remembered the little survey), and i decided to add one of my favorite bits here as well as the rock mentioned (i love my shiny rocks). Yes, the letter made me super mushy and smile like an absolute fool. The sun charms are super cute and the initials are on the other side of the larger of the two, i just have it turned due to personal choice. Both are really well made and feel sturdy. And the desert bluffs thingy (i dunno what to call it) has a magnet on the back of it.

Don't worry, all charms are packed separately and there's added padding, so your charms should be safe if you want to order it. That and the seller is really sweet and upfront about what's going on and updates. Mine arrived a lot faster than I thought it would (It took a little over two business weeks and I expected it to take over a month, because etsy). Be sure to stay polite with them and be patient, it is a work of art after all!

Do I want to order this again? Yes, I really want to. It probably will be a return letter to this one, but I'm not sure yet. I'm still debating. Was this worth it? 110%

#galix #wtnv #i could talk all day about this #funny anecdote #I ordered something for a kevin cosplay #and it came in at the same time as the letter!#Excellent quality #really #if you have the money #and want to try it'#please do!

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silver-heller · 4 months

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So um, I've been vaguely informed (the details aren't really my business) there's been a situation so I just want to clarify something:

My vent posts are just that, vent posts. They're not me making an educated callout on an individual and they shouldn't be seen as THIS PERSON IS JUST A TERRIBLE PERSON AND HERE'S THE 100% LOGICAL REASONS WHY. I only put it in caps to clarify I think that's how I came off, my vents don't reflect how I actually see people, they reflect how I see people in that hurt state.

Does that justify not adding clarity to begin with? No, and I will definitely do so in the future, but I feel clarifying now is better than just leaving this confusion in the air. So here it is.

I will be more careful in the future that my vents don't breach containment, I tried to be clear the goal was not harassment and I do genuinely feel bad that apparently someone saw and took it as quite genuine. In this situation, it was less about the person and more a trend of people accidentally making a character's "evil side" into an alter like entity because they think it's cute, funny, or hot. People are often way more willing to accept that than actual system relationships.

It ended up hitting on a sour spot because for a long time I've had a deep and extremely important relationship with an alter of mine, but I'd constantly worried due to the nature of said alter, it would be heavily judged and not as accepted as if I just saw him as a fictional character. This is not a justification, but an explanation for the layers of hurt on top of it being a very bad stereotype. The fact I haven't been more open about the relationship is on me, and you know what? I should be, even if others will look down on me for it. That's their damage.

I can't speak for the original intent of the user I was venting about, and I should have been clear I was reacting to how it all came across rather than knowing their full intent. Which yes, it came across really bad but, people make mistakes. People get scared and do dumb things. It happens, so again, should have been clear their intent was unknown, it just came off bad in a way that made me feel like I had to block to protect myself.

I'm not going to tell you not to "tattle" on me. That's really 100% up to you, but I do ask you to keep in mind the point of my vent posts before you do. Cause yeah, me venting because I am upset or triggered or what the Hell ever is going to sound really bad, but if you asked me once the dust was settled I'd probably just say, "yeah that user made a mistake, and it was enough to deeply hurt me to the point I don't want to talk to them anymore. I don't think they're a bad person, I just don't want them in my space to avoid future issues". But, next time I will try to cool down and be more open about my process, as I realize how bad some of the things I said sound.

I shouldn't have painted them as a bad moot, I should have just explained I didn't think they were very conscious of the fact I was plural, so I wanted to be more careful about moots from now on to ensure that part is understood loud and clear in ALL its regards before I accidentally put myself in (unintentionally) triggering spaces.

So uh, if it wasn't clear please don't harrass this person. Also please don't judge my friends for just trying to be supportive. Most of them only vaguely knew about the situation and only two of us were involved. They were responding to what they knew at the time and were extremely protective due to the hurt I was feeling.

I'm gonna try to make this the last post I make about this, but I just genuinely never meant to hurt anyone so I wanted to say my peace.

#tw discourse

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oliversrarebooks · 4 months

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Okay, I may have binged this all of last night and today and I think I may be ObsSEEESSSSeeeDDDD!!! 🤩🤩🤩 The differentiation of the different types of Thralls, the way you've written Lily (and still makes her likeable even though SHE'S SO QUESTIONABLE??! 😂), and then the fear and desire in being a Thrall. I don't understand how you seem to be able to convince the reader of the hypnotism - and I'm like - yep, I won't feel anything - AND YET the way you write these feelings, the Thrall you put me in as a reader?? Like, wow!! It makes me want to be a Thrall for a vampire like Lex and I'M - I -... My brain stops functioning because it sounds so kind, so nice, and I'm nodding along like "yes, please - I want that too"

I'm curious - if you want to share! How did you find the way you write the hypnotism? As in, was it a specific influence, personal experience? (I went to a hypnotist for my own anxiety and my friend did for their arachnophobia!)! But reading this still feels so real and sleepy-making. ALSO seeing how Lily approaches three different victims (Oliver, Emily and Fitz), and peirces through what they need to hear is unnervingly touching, like, in such a way that makes me swallow with fear. Genuine, how-the-f did she work that out, what they needed to hear to fall, what words that sparked their hopeless weakness? So another question... How long does Lily need to truly analyse someone? What input does she need?

Like, also I love how you introduce those different ways of hypnotism! Like Lex, Fitz and Lily all having their unique ways to them! I ADORED that Oneshot of Lex's ideal way of including Oliver - it tugged at my heartstrings a bit. I may have fluttered when I read that Lex had sought and intended to have Oliver all along... I - I... My brain lost it.

And having Emily (poor Emily -) I literally gasped when I saw horrible vampire girl (I have literally just forgotten her name) Jessica? // had Emily and I'm like "NOOOO MY BABYYY WAHHH SHE DOESN'T DESERVE THIS". also how you wrote their individual ways of responding to influence? Like!! I love the inclusive but realistic take on how some people are susceptible to it more than others in a very human/realistic way - like a indistinct trait or behaviour about someone that makes them unique. Like,, does Oliver's price *increase* because he's easily susceptible? (I think this was hinted at but I'm not 100% sure!! ^^ but if this is a mystery that you would like to be kept secret then don't worry! ^^)

I also love Oliver's tendancy to slip out of it. That was such a nuanced and masterful way of adding that 'layer behind the service/the reader is kept rooting for you' and it's so awesome.

Are there other vampires like Lex (apart from Fitz!) who have this same attitude and care for humans? Will we meet them? Will we have an occasion where this is shown... 👀 I'm soooo soooo curious for a Oneshot on this or SOMETHING but this is literally just a scenario so I can daydream about this... I may have already...

Anyway... While I did my best not to spam your inbox with excessive reblogs and me foaming at the mouth, I had to leave this to you as a token of my extended and desperate love for your writing and beautiful, exciting world.

Your humble reader,

Enigma 🙏💐🤗

Wow, thank you for such a super long comment! It's always great to get something like this in my inbox! I'm so glad you enjoyed my writing enough to write this all out!

How did I find the way I write hypnotism: Long-time special interest of mine, you could say. While I sometimes try to incorporate actual hypnotic trance techniques, it's mostly pulled from ASMR videos and fantasy.

I'm glad it's fun and even a little enthralling for readers!

How does Lily analyze people? Since she's a supernatural creature with a special enthralling power and I'm not writing from her POV, I get to handwave it a bit! I think her powers give her an assist on analyzing the best way to enthrall people. Other than that, foreknowledge of the victims plus cold reading.

Most of the people grabbed by the auction house are scoped out before their kidnapping, so that they don't risk grabbing someone risky (i.e. has friends and family who will come searching for them). So she has some up-front info, plus she's good at reading people. Oliver's induction was mostly drawn from the fact that he's known to be a meek and quiet bookseller, Emily's is drawn from having lived in poverty, and Fitz's of course is based on him being an attention-starved entertainer.

Generally, Oliver would be considered more desirable (and command a higher price) for being easily susceptible to hypnotism. Easier to control and for the vampire master to mold to their will.

As for other vampires who care for humans as far as Alexander does, there definitely are some in the setting. I'm not sure if we'll really see any, but if you have ideas of what you'd like to see in a one-shot, feel free to shoot it into my inbox! (Just be warned I have a six-car pileup in there. I'm planning to get to them... eventually.)

Thanks again for this lovely ask!

#ask #rare bookseller #alexander #lily #fitz #oliver #positive

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inkblackorchid · 5 months

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I struggle with writing in terms of word count, I always feel like I'm doing too little when I'm writing my fanfics- How do you try and approach that stuff?

Ok, this might sound like a scam from me, Miss Can’t-Write-Short-Things-To-Save-Her-Life, but hear me out: There’s no such thing as a story that’s “too little”. Drabbles are a thing. One-Shots are a thing. Short stories are a thing. Most importantly, all these things are cherished by their audiences. Not every story needs to be a multi-chapter fic or a whole-ass novel, and sometimes, the ones that aren’t are all the more poignant for it. So don’t stress about “not doing enough”. Are you writing? Congrats, then you’re doing enough! I think it can be an incredible, unnecessary source of stress to tell yourself you need to do this much or that much for your story to be “enough”, to the point it can even cause writer’s block if you stress out too much. I had to train myself out of the same mindset years ago and now try to stick to the mindset that as little as one sentence a day is enough and that the story is done when it feels done, whenever that is. (Which is not to say you need to emulate that, it just works for me.)

That said. If this feels too esoteric and unhelpful to you, and you genuinely just want to increase your word count for your own peace of mind (which is fair), here’s a few things that usually lead to mine exploding:

Preamble to scenes. Is there an important bit of dialogue coming up? Then I start the conversation a bit before the important topic is addressed and let it play out as close to a real conversation as I can manage. Is there a tense moment ahead? Again, start the scene a little earlier, lead up to that. (This comes with the added bonus of building extra tension.) It makes things feel a little more grounded in the setting to me.

Generally, letting dialogue play out. Most conversations I write aren’t condensed down to just what I need to communicate. They contain pauses to think, people talking about unrelated things, whatever feels like it would still fit the scene and maybe also add to the important thing contained within. (Careful, though, because this can also bite you in the ass. I frequently worry about writing wayyyy too long dialogue scenes.)

Letting the scenes (and the story in general) breathe. This is an extremely important thing to me, personally (your mileage may vary), but I like it when scenes aren’t boiled down to only the essential stuff. I agree that you shouldn’t let a scene meander endlessly just for the sake of it, but sometimes, a little more than just the central plot point you need right now is nice. Let the conversation start just a little earlier or end just a little later. Let characters get stuck in their own head a bit. Write some less tense scenes between bumps of tension (and ideally tie them in with the themes of your story). Just let it breathe. You’d be surprised how the words add up when the setup takes a little longer here, or you build up the tension a little more there.

Again, these are the things that work for me. Crucially, just don’t drive yourself up a wall. If you’re writing, you’re already doing great. (And if you currently aren’t, then that’s not a sign of failure, either.)

Hope this helps at least a little.

#ask the orchid #writing #writing advice #I guess?#Idk if I’m the right person to go to for tips tbh #but I’m flattered you came to me with this!#I hope any of this works for you #but if it doesn’t I hope you can at least take away from it #that length is not a deciding factor in how good a story is #preferences differ on both the writing and the reading side #and no matter the length of your stories I’m certain they would find their audience

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nerves-nebula · 6 months

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more complaining about my partner:

i have to rewrite everything he writes. this isn't really his fault because it's not like he isn't trying- he just has a tendency to write very broad, nigh incomprehensibly abstract statements at a point where we're trying to discuss very succinct and specific ideas. it is annoying, but not something i hold against him.

he keeps sending me raw indesign files without packaging them with the images or anything. this is genuinely reprehensible design etiquette and I'm not even sure he knows what packaging is despite me literally having sent him a packaged zip file.

Upon closer inspection he appears to have mimicked the style of the previous slides I made by eye, and not by actually checking to see if the font size is the same.

He made no attempt to make his headings fit in with mine either, having added an "Abstract" heading above a center aligned text box, while none of the other slides have center alignment or an "Abstract" heading.

he's too nice for me to get annoyed at and not feel bad about. he always smiles really wide when we get a good critique and he made sure to mention that I specifically worked "really hard" on our last project and he always goes for a high five when we get good feedback and also he started mimicking my habit of saluting people when i'm coming or going and that's adorable

he seems to have accidentally cropped a snake image while resizing it, so that the edges of the snake are cut out. this is insane. how could you not notice that. how could you not want to fix that.

he made boxes by aligning straight lines instead of using the box making tool (??????????????????????? this is the most fucked up thing of all)

there are no boxes anywhere else in the slide so i've added them to my original slides so as to maintain continuity and not get rid of any more of his style choices than I have to. still, it's kind of annoying.

i am genuinely confused as to how he's made a lot of these mistakes. like with the boxes- does he just like the way the lines look? does he not know about the rectangle tool?? why does he not know about the rectangle tool???? i've seen him google stuff he didn't know how to do in adobe products before what is going on

I worry that by doing all this re-writing and stuff, he'll feel like I'm completely taking over this assignment. I've heard people don't like when that happens. But in my defense, he seems either incapable of or unwilling to match any agreed upon stylistic choices. the only way to convince our professors that we're working in sync is for me to check over everything he makes and fix it myself because otherwise the disconnect is JARRING or at least clearly visible

#nnstuff #art college #vent

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lady-of-endless · 1 month

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It's me and I am so excited for KNY Matchup! I'm an adult, She/lady, Taurus, Demisexual.

165cm, I'm chubby, but that's purely because of my medication. I have shoulder-length light brown hair and my prettiest quality are my green eyes with dark rings called limbal rings around my iris.

I have depression, anxiety, schizophrenia, and Asperger's Syndrome, so I'm pretty weird or I have weird habits. I'm a kind polite person and all I want to do is to please, help, and make people happy. I love receiving praise for a job well done and being spoiled. My dream is to be loving Housewife like Okusan and always be there for my loved ones.

I love slice-of-life series (Okusan) and writing, but I write out of reverence.

I'm a very sweet easy-going person, but I can stress and worry easily. I have a habit of apologizing for nearly everything, be it an apology or just me being polite. I tend to blame myself for many things that don't necessarily have anything to do with me.

I absolutely hate yelling, shouting, and arguments, they make me so upset and anxious, I try my best to prevent them. If the bad situation continues I may lose control over my feelings and take it out on myself in the form of pain. I don't want to worry or bother anyone.

I'm naughty, but I do have a small fear of touching due to a trauma, like hand-holding, hugging, and worst, kissing and such, but if I show affection first then I might be okay.

Thank you THOUSANDS TIMES, I hope this isn't too much info!

- Demon Slayer Matchup Trade -

Author's Note: Thank you again for the matchups you did for me, I'm still blown away by how amazing those were. I hope mine will make you smile at least for a moment! Have a lovely day! Hope you'll like it!

I match you with...Kyojuro Rengoku

(lovely gif is not mine, please show appreciation to the OP)

- He will be drawn to you because of your kindness and softness at first. It triggers something in him that makes him want to protect you. In time, along with that protectiveness, a wish to keep you happy is added.

- Thinks that your will to help and please others is such an admirable strength. Out of all, he understands the most the power of a smile and a kind heart in this dark world.

- However, he starts wondering one day if the joy you give to others is ever reciprocated. Kyojuro will blurt out "But who makes you happy?" You'll notice a genuine frown on his face when he asks you this. You're always careful with others but who is careful with your needs?

- Kyojuro praises you all the time and he does it so naturally. Not because he knows you're worthy of praise but also because he noticed how much you enjoy it. He also wishes to set your confidence ablaze!

- He's going to be fascinated by those limbal rings you have, especially when the sun illuminates your irises. Don't get startled when he comes closer to you without saying a word, only to look at your eyes. If you stare back at his eyes, you'll always see admiration in them.

- Kyojuro won't mind your habits, he's curious about them. As much as he'd like to ask you about them, he won't, not wanting to be more intrusive than he already is sometimes. He just can't help himself, wanting to learn more about you.

- He cherishes you and the way you ground him. He can get a bit reckless so your care for him makes him take a step back and think a bit. His wake-up call was one time, he gets severely injured because of him rushing into a tough fight with a demon. When he woke up and saw you next to his bed, all worried, and crying, he promised to be careful next time, for you. From that point on, his motivation when going into battle is to always come back to you.

- Everyone knows he's loud, himself included, but his favorite moments with you will surprisingly be those silent ones. When you both lay down on a tatami, your head on his chest, the sun caressing your face, hair, eyes. The warm light makes you look like a deity of the sun and he can't take his eyes off you. There aren't many things that leave him speechless but the feeling of having you close and the image of the sun shining on your features are enough to have him silent.

- The only time when you won't see Kyojuro smiling is when someone tries to wrong you or yell at you. You'll feel his presence behind you immediately. His eyes are burning holes into the one in front of you and a hand resting on the handle of his katana. That's enough to scare anyone away. No one will ever hurt you.

- One time, his haori got torn in a battle but it was a small rip he didn't notice. But you did, so while he was training and not wearing his haori, you took it and started sewing it. When he looked for it, he found you sitting on the floor, humming to yourself as you were fixing his haori. This will melt his heart. He instantly thought "I'll make her my wife one day."

- If the relationship moved fast because there wasn't a second in which he kept his feelings for you inside or even neglected them, him opening up about his past and family will take so much longer. Have patience with him.

- Once you flinched a bit the first time he wanted to caress your cheek, he understood why right away. It broke his heart. Kyojuro wants to ask about it. If you decide to tell him, he'll have to suppress and hide the fact that he's devastated. He will be patient with you, careful.

- However, when you get more comfortable with him and even more playful, he's so excited. Watch him blush, get flustered so badly, at your playfulness, not expecting it. You're going to turn him into a mess.

- Training dates would be a thing from time to time. He is very good with positive reinforcement so you will enjoy those. He will also enjoy the way you push yourself and get a little sweaty. He might have to look away and take a little deep breath because you look so damn good when you're determined.

- He's going to present you to his younger brother after he told you about his family. Kyojuro would be so happy to see you two interact. Two of the most precious people getting along.

- It will be a challenge if you wish to keep the new relationship secret from the the other hashiras. He has a burning desire to show you off because he's so proud of meeting someone like you and being able to have you as his partner! Plus, your clothes will always smell like fire and the others will know why.

- The other hashiras will always have to listen to him boasting about how amazing and lovely you are. Some will be exasperated, some will be happy for him to find happiness.

Runner-up would be: Genya (aged up, of course) because he'd get similar feelings to Kyojuro, being attracted by the same characteristics you possess. However, he would be way more shy about it. He too would fall just as hard but unlike the flame hashira, Genya will bottle everything up and overthink it.

#matchup trade #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer matchup #rengoku kyojuro #kny

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