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redbullgirly · 3 months

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HI BARBIE! HI KEN! [part 2, LH44 smau]

Lewis Hamilton x reader

Masterlist & Hi Barbie! Hi Ken! [part 1, LH44 smau]

Summary: Lewis and his "real life Barbie" girlfriend, Y/N Y/L/N, are enjoying each others company during winter break. February brings unexpected drama when the seven-time World Champion decides to leave his team... though is that the only surprise waiting for the fans?

Warnings: Little cliffhanger at the end, but don't worry, I plan on making part 3 soon enough :).

Author's Note: This is continuation of the Lewis x barbie!fashion!icon!reader request, hope you'll all like it. This time there wasn't so much of "barbie content", but I'm sure you won't mind. I honestly love this series, plus there are still many photos for me to use, so stay tuned and let me know if you want to be added to the taglist! :)

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lewishamilton Happy holidays from our little trip to mountains 🏔

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user1 I swear to God this is the first time I see Lewis in snow

user2 ikr? like can he even sky? isn't it dangerous for him as an f1 driver??😭

yourusername merry christmas everybody, love u!!🎄🫶

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user3 Very happy and merry Christmas to you too Y/N🥰

user4 yeah yeah... but where's the usual christmas post y/n?!

user5 that's what I wanna know user5 😥

user6 She always posts the hot pics with their tree... and this year nothing ☹️

yourusername omg sry guys, i didn't think you'd care sm! i was actually sick on the christmas eve and didn't feel like celebrating 🙈💖

user4 ohhh that's totally okay y/n!!!!

user7 Thanks for replying, hope you'll get better soon!❤️‍🩹

charles_leclerc I see you're copying my training now😉

user8 lol charles just try not to fall on your face on ski

user9 no but can you imagine if we got Charles & Lewis training together in the mountains 😩

user10 It wouldn't even have to be in the mountains... I'd actually prefer them training somewhere hot so they don't have to wear shirts🤭

user9 i love your way of thinking girly

user11 King 👑

roscoelovescoco Mom's and dad's playing's in's the snow's ❄️

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user12 they left you home alone Roscoe?

roscoelovescoco Of course's not's... my auntie's watched's me's ☺️

user13 This is so adorable🥹🥹

user14 y'all don't understand how much I love their little family

user15 😘🖤✌️💯🌟

user16 y/n's ski suit looks so cool

fencer Good times man!

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user17 You are my God, Lewis Hamilton❤️

mercedesamgf1 Enjoy your holidays and don't break anything please!⛷🤍

yourusername trying!! 😊🌨

user18 lmfao

user19 Imagine if their best driver broke a leg or smth💀

user20 as a Lewis fan that'd be the last straw of my depression xd

user21 It's enough they couldn't build him a decent car last two years 🥲

user21 you & y/n are the best couple ever!🥰❤️

user22 Why's Lewis in red tho?

user23 sus 🤨

user24 some of you are truly bored and delusional🤣

user25 He probably has it so Y/N can see him on the slope and watches over him tbh

user26 idk where the narrative of lewis being bad at skying came from but i love it 😭

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lewishamilton replied to your story: Love you so much baby!❤️

yourusername love u too!!!💞

lewishamilton You are my brave girl, aren't you?

lewishamilton It's great you share your experience with others Y/N and trust me when I say I'll always be there for you 🫶🏾🫶🏾

yourusername awww lew, i know and i'll be always so grateful for it 🥰

lewishamilton Anything for my Barbie yourusername reacted with ❤️ to this message

user1 replied to your story: You and Lewis are just soooo cute omg

alexandrasaintmleux replied to your story: forever y/n!!🤍🌺

yourusername ofc!!!

yourusername you're probably the only reason i hope the negotiations w ferrari will work out 🙈🤭

alexandrasaintmleux oh yeah, it'd be great to have you in the garage next year 💕

yourusername yeah, let's see what happens in few weeks!

user2 replied to your story: so prettyyyyyy i wanna be u

user3 replied to your story: THE IT GIRL

landonorris replied to your story: The question isn't if you'll be at every gp but if you'll come to McLaren hospitality for one of them😏

yourusername pretty sure mercedes wouldn't be happy about that 🫣

landonorris Oh c'mmon Y/NNNN

landonorris You promised me like ten years ago you'd come

yourusername you were a literal baby ten years ago lando...

landonorris But a cute baby who deserves to have you in McLaren hospitality!!!

yourusername okay okay, i'll come for a visit this year 😽

landonorris ONE HAMILTON DOWN TWO TO GO💪

yourusername what?? 😭

landonorris I decided my life goal is to get you, Roscoe and Lewis to be my fans 😁😁

landonorris Lewis can wait till retirement ofc 😁😁

yourusername idk if i hate you or love you mr. worldwide

landonorris 🤷😙

user4 replied to your story: Mommy and daddy fr

user5 replied to your story: 😍

user6 replied to your story: Hope you'll heal soon if you're still sick!!!

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yourusername my job is beach 🦀🐬🐚🪸☀️ (btw how many emojis is too much??)

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lewishamilton Isn't that supposed to be Ken's line darling?

yourusername theoretically... but i think i look better on the beach, don't you? 🤭🤷‍♀️

lewishamilton Well of course, your fashion taste when it comes to bikini is hard to beat ✨🫶🏾

yourusername damn are you saying i look hot in that bikini mr. hamilton? ☺️💞

lewishamilton It's Sir actually

yourusername oh shut up lew, i knew you're gonna bring it up 😭

landonorris I just witnessed Lewis openly flirting through instagram comments... the world won't ever be the same. I need to bleach my eyes 😓

yourusername yeah u should learn from my bf lando norizz

landonorris Heyyy this is online bullying, someone stop it

yourusername 😘😘

landonorris 🫤

user1 i have no idea what just happened but i loved every second of it

user2 It looks like when Lewis finally interacts with someone on instagram, it can get WILD

user3 not y/n using lando norizz 💀

user4 she's one of us now

user5 BUT CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW SWEET Y/N & LEWIS ARE PLS?!!🥹

user6 Y/N living her best life and I'm here for it

francisca.cgomes enjoy!🌴

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yourusername thx kika, you too!!💓

user7 On my knees for you🛐🛐🛐

roscoelovescoco The fruit's on's the plane's was yummy's 😋🥗

yourusername i definitely agree, let's thank dad for spoiling us!💖

lewishamilton My favourites deserve only the best 😉

user8 AWWWW so cute

user9 I'll never understand why rich people torture their pets like this... c'mmon, why would you give fruit to a dog? He needs meat and dog food. 🙄😤

user10 tf user9 you clearly don't know them at all if you think they're torturing Roscoe... this dog has better life than most of us lol xd

yourusername i'd just like to make it clear to everyone that me and lewis take the best care of our dog we possibly can, give him the food he wants and needs and love him dearly. it feels very offending for someone who doesn't see into our private life to assume we're "torturing" roscoe. you'll be blocked user9 and goodbye

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user11 You know you fucked up when queen Y/N herself writes smth like this to you 🫢

user12 tell them girl!!! you & lew are literally the best parents to roscoe ever!!!❣️

user13 🔥😍

user14 THE BODY GIVING

kellypiquet Wow, the dress is so beautiful!💝

yourusername aww kelly thank you sm! definitely have to see each other soon 💕🫶

kellypiquet Can't wait for the girls talk!

user15 omg imagine listening to y/n y/l/n and kelly piquet casually having girls talk w each other 😫😫

user16 The tea has to be hot between the wags

user17 OMG, gorgeous as always 💖

user18 this couple has me in a chokehold

user19 RIGHT?! why is nobody talking about the 4th pic

user20 They're so hot fr 🥵

user21 and cute too🥺

user22 Love you Y/N 💋

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lewishamilton It's always important to focus on happy memories and remember the good moments with your loved ones. Couldn't ask for better people around me 🤞🏾💫

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user1 funny how he talks about positivity and then in the first picture he's holding middle fingers up lmfao XD

user2 Maybe he took Daniel's F.E.A. rule to his heart🤣

user3 what's that???

user2 Fuck 'em all

yourusername so lucky to have you around me lew! 🥰💗

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user4 stoppp I love her

user5 I wanna have what they have😩

charles_leclerc 🤞💫

user6 Ariana what are you doing here?!

user7 Beautiful 🙌❤️

user8 ohhh lew w his dad it's so cute

user9 His dad and Y/N in the same post... we are getting fed rn

neymarjr Amen brother!🙏❤️

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user10 I love their their friendship

user11 it's so unreal how the world is small and my fav football player is friends with my fav driver🤭

user12 THE MAN

user13 the second pic is adorable 🥹🥹

user14 I'm jealous but I don't know if I wanna be him or her

user15 honestly i wanna be the third person in their relationship... imagine dating y/n y/l/n & lewis hamilton all at once😩

user16 OMG REAL

user17 boyfriend lewis is my favorite 🫡

1st February 2024

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yourusername guess it's time to change colours ❤️🍓🌹🏎

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scuderiaferrari Welcome to the team, Y/N!❤️‍🔥🏎

user1 you'll make our fav wag depressed next year lol

user2 Ferrari made a master move here 👏

user3 welcome y/nnnnn 🥰

user4 I'm still shocked

user5 me too sis😭

user6 We all are 😃

user7 🔥🔥

user8 when the gf is posting about it, we know it's not just a joke anymore😥

user9 FORZA FERRARI

user10 omg me & y/n y/l/n will be fans of the same team!!!!

user11 literally the only good thing about this

alexandrasaintmleux red looks gorgeous on you 💋💋

yourusername on both of us babe 💋💋

user12 BESTIES

user11 okay this is another good thing about the whole lewis situation xd

user13 Y/N and Alex will be so iconic next year 🙇‍♀️

user14 literally life goals to be like them😍

user15 So excited for this🤩 favorite driver and favorite team and favorite wag🤝

user16 idc about ferrari, but y/n in red slays

user17 omg yessss she's so hot in that dress🥵

charles_leclerc And now you can't make fun of me and my therapist 😘

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user18 LOL

user19 not him admitting he goes to therapy bc of ferrari💀

user20 What about Carlos?? You said you come as a package 😡😪

user21 so true user20 it's so disrespectful towards carlos

user22 Guys calm down, this is their job and it's known for brutal driver switches. You'll have to deal with it, it's not personal business 🤷‍♂️

user23 yeah i don't think they're such good friends anyway... it was all for pr and marketing lmao

user24 I agree that it's just a sport, but pls don't do this to my charlos heart... their friendship HAS to be real😓

user25 Always support u and your boyfriend😉😉😉🙌🙌🙌

user26 Carlos deserved so much more!

user27 yes but she can't do anything about it girl, she's literally just dating Lewis 😐

user28 "Everybody is a Ferrari fan. Even if they say they're not, they are Ferrari fans." Vettel❤️

user29 i did not think it was real

user30 I need Lewis to comment something about this other than his statement pls 😭

user31 yeah i had high hopes bc he always comments and interacts w y/n's posts...

user32 Guess not this time😒

user33 Y/N unleashing more waves of chaos

user34 and we love our barbie for that 🤭

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THE END

Author's Note: Thank you for reading this! I'll appreciate likes, reblogs, comments, follow and any other way of support. Also, I started my taglist, so if you want to be added or removed, let me know! That way you!ll be first to know that another smau or story came out :). Sorry for the cliffhanger at the end, but don't worry, I plan on making another part. Have a great day!

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writing-in-the-impala · 2 months

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Secret Smokes (Part 14)

Pairing: Teacher! Remus Lupin x Reader

Series Summary: When the reader bumps into the new DADA professor on the bridge in Hogwarts she begins to build a friendship with him all thanks to their shared feeling of not belonging and love for muggle cigarettes. Their friendship blooms while they both fight internal battles deciding what is wrong and what is right leading to a lot of fluff, angst, flirting and a rollercoaster of emotions.

Warnings: Swearing, smoking, drinking, teacher-student relationship, angst, jealousy, fluff, smut.

Word Count: 2400

A/N: I haven't had time to proofread this one but I wanted to get it out in celebration of it being Remus's birthday today. Happy Birthday Moony.

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The trees outside were becoming greener, and the air a bit warmer. Remus and you would even sometimes take walks outside together to enjoy the sunshine, obviously distanced and acting appropriately. Acting appropriately was beginning to drain you as the honeymoon stages of being with Remus began to wear off.

January was filled with the thrill of being together and sneaking around, you got comfortable in February and now it was March. You were entering your third month of being exclusive, but not being anything, spending evenings together but barely ever sleeping in the same bed. No matter how much you enjoyed it you couldn't hide it was all becoming slightly draining. You longed for a date, to go the theatre like Remus once promised, to go for a walk and hold hands. To kiss in a public space.

"Any plans for the weekend?" You asked Remus as you strolled through the grass in the morning on Friday, you asked in the hope of finally going on a date again.

"I have a meeting with some members of the order, apparently there's rumours of activity between death eaters" He kept his hands firmly in his pockets. "What's your plans?" He looked at you with a gentle look of admiration as he spoke.

"I was thinking you could take me around London?" You asked slightly nervously.

"I'm sorry, not this weekend. There's too many people from the order around right now. Besides we shouldn't speak about this in public." His body was closed off as he looked around and spoke in a hush tone, it used to thrill you the secrecy, but it was beginning to hurt.

"When can we? You promised me the theatre." You said and he smiled gently.

"As soon as possible."

"When's that?" You pushed and Remus shook his head. "When it's less risky."

"Fine can I at least come officially meet Sirius?" You asked.

"I would like nothing more,"

"But?" You interrupted

"But, the order operates out of his house, and there's been more meetings recently, it's not safe for us to be hanging out there." He explained.

"What about your cottage? Or is that too risky too?" You tried your luck.

"That's actually a good idea, but," You rolled your eyes at Remus again. "I need time to make it habitable, it's a mess there. I'll go this weekend and depending on the progress soon we can go together." He explained and you nodded satisfied with getting at least somewhere. He looked around before continuing. "Tomorrow, after my meeting I'd love to see you. If that's okay? Although I don't know what time I will be back it would mean a lot to me if you were free." He almost whispered.

"Of course, if you won't take me out on a date at least we can have one here." You said and he offered a weak smile.

"Now tell me, how's your preparation for exams going?" He changed the subject now speaking in a louder tone and it felt more like spending time with Lupin than Remus. You enjoyed all sides of Remus J Lupin. You enjoyed learning his habits and quirks, you would sit in your DADA lesson and watch him intensely as he would tap his fingers on his wand when he was nervous. You could quite define what was going on between you both, on one hand he was very reserved, he wanted for you to come over to spend time together and then for you to leave, like you were a way for him to have company. On the other hand he was passionate, he talked about his dreams of showing you the world, about how he saw the future it made you feel like maybe you were special to him. You spent the day alone waiting for Remus to come back, every few hours you would walk past his office to find out if he was back yet no sign of him. It was getting late and you were begging to believe he won't come back today and you wasted your evening waiting for him.

Finally around nine pm as you walked back to your dorm from his office you saw him walking in your direction towards his office, you smiled at the sight of him. He was very dressed up in a nice shirt and blazer, he looked like he really cared about his appearance today as he went to the meeting. You didn't really understand why he got so dressed up to see the order or why his "meeting" lasted all Saturday. He greeted you in the corridor with a nod and you turned around walking side by side to his office. "Hello Professor." You said with a playful tone.

"Hi Y/N, I know it's Saturday but do you mind coming to have a quick discussion with me in the office?" He asked with a smirk on his face.

"My pleasure." You said as he held the door open for you and you stepped inside.

"Hello my dear." He said as soon as the door closed and he leaned in to kiss you. "Sorry for running so late, everyone couldn't stop talking I left as soon as I could." He explained as you walked up the stairs to his office.

"You look really nice." You pointed out.

"I've got to impress you, how else would I keep you interested in boring old me." He said, at this moment you clicked the thing you could smell was fire whiskey, he had been drinking.

"Do you often drink at important meetings?" You asked, a sting of jealousy on your tongue.

"Only when they run late," He explained as he poured two drinks and you sat down.

"I waited for you like an idiot all evening." You explained feeling upset by how you ruined your day waiting while he was drinking and dressing up for a meeting.

"I'm sorry, dear, I tried to leave as soon as the meeting finished but everyone wanted to talk, they wanted to talk to me, which rarely happens, you know how I talk and people lose interest well this one time when I wanted them to not listed they did listen. But I wanted to come back to you this whole evening. Anyway we're here now and I can bore you instead of them." He gave you a soft kiss on your cheek as he sat down next to you.

"So tell me about your cottage." You said making yourself comfortable on the couch, with your legs crossed and your drink in hand.

"What do you want to know?" He re-adjusted himself to face you as he sat on the opposite end of the sofa and music played in the background, he had his favourite vinyl on which filled the room with positivity even if your conversations didn't start on a good note.

"I don't know, we always just talk about music and me, I feel like I barely know you."

"I'm an open book."

"That's a lie."

"What do you want to know?" He said gently ignoring your remark.

"Did you grow up there?" You snapped.

"In the cottage? No, god, no." He snapped back instantly looking down at his glass with the last three words.

"So where did you grow up?"

"Everywhere, we moved around a lot because of my condition. Listen Y/N I would rather not talk about this today. Ask me any other day and I'll tell you, today I want to listen to some records, hold you in my arms and sip some expensive whiskey." He said putting an arm around you and pulling you closer.

"So you'll speak to others all night but all you want is to sit next to me and listen to music?"

"I also want to kiss you." He said planting a light kiss on your lips making you blush.

"Remus, I feel like you don't want to let me into your life."

"You are in my life, dear. I spend more time with you than anyone else. The last time I was around someone so much it was Sirius and I was your age."

"Yet you won't even let me meet Sirius." You left his embrace sitting on the opposite side of the sofa.

"Y/N, we spoke about this..." he said sitting up himself.

"What are we?"

"I don't know." He said slightly defeated.

"Are we dating?"

"No." He replied calmly but instantly without time to even process the question .

"But we're exclusive?" You asked after a moment of thinking

"Yes." Once again instantly.

"Why?"

"Because I can't bear the thought of anyone else kissing you."

"Why won't you date me?"

"Because I'm your teacher." He didn't break eye contact.

"Bullshit. You've crossed that line too many times for it to matter, why?"

"Because it's me. Y/N, I wouldn't want to curse anyone with me, especially not you. You don't understand what I am..."

"I do Remus, and I don't care so drop this self destructive attitude and let yourself feel happy."

"I want you to feel happy!" He almost shouted but controlled himself. "I am sacrificing my job for you to be happy-"

"Yes because you don't get any enjoyment out of it, you're just having sex with me and inviting me over for my enjoyment." You snarked back and he rested his head in his hand as he massaged his temple trying to find the right words to say.

"Y/N, you know what I mean. I care about you, I am smitten by you. But it would be selfish of me to decide to date you to call you mine. You're a young witch, you have so much potential. I have to change jobs before people realise my condition, I am always moving, I'm not safe, and I'm not safe to be around. I want to keep you safe and happy, I don't want to ruin your future by people finding out you're dating not only your teacher but a werwolf."

"Selfish is you not giving me a chance. Do you know what would make me happy? If you held my hand. The day you took me to the British Museum was one of the best days I've ever had, I was so happy, you can offer me happiness but you decide not to. You would know all this if you weren't too busy feeling sorry for yourself to notice." You now raised your voice a little bit too much.

"This isn't how I wanted this evening to go." He simply said looking down at his feet almost defeated.

"I'm sorry but you can't keep running from this conversation Lupin it's March, am I just your plaything or do you hate yourself so much that you truly won't allow yourself to feel okay for a moment?"

"Dear, can we just come back to this tomorrow when you're more calm and I'm more sober?" He asked with a soft tone that contrasted your own.

"Maybe I should go." You said standing up and gathering your belongings.

"Dear-" he began as he stood up and followed you towards the door.

"No Remus, I'm not going to allow you to hurt me with your mistaken nobility, the worst part is you truly think you're doting the right thing." You said emotions getting the best of you.

"Y/N. Please stay." He placed his hand on the door to stop you from opening it.

"Why? Why are you so desperate for me to stay when you won't talk to me about anything real."

"Because it's my birthday..." he said and it hit you like a wall of bricks.

"Remus I'm so sorry-" you began but he seemed dismissive.

"Actually I believe it may be best if you do leave," Remus said letting go of the wall and walking to sit back down, downing the rest of his drink and closing his eyes as he sat there not looking your way.

"Yes I should go, we should go. Let's go to London."

"What?" He shot a confused look at you.

"Let's go, what are we doing wasting away here? Do you really want to spend your birthday sitting here like every other evening? Or do you want to celebrate?"

"I don't celebrate my birthday, I just don't want to be alone this year."

"Why isn't Sirius here?"

"Because I already saw him, they bought out a cake and sang me happy birthday at the meeting. I didn't like the attention but it was nice if Sirius to organise it, but I told them I just want to sit at home today."

"No let's celebrate!" You insisted sitting down next to him and putting hands on his knee.

"I told you I don't want to I just want to sit here and have a nice, normal, evening with you." He said sternly, his body stiff.

"Remus, why didn't you tell me it's your birthday?"

"Because I didn't want you to react like this, it's not important, I didn't want a cake, I didn't want people singing happy birthday, I just wanted to sit with you here and feel normal and happy." He explained it felt like he was lecturing you.

"I don't understand..."

"No you wouldn't would you?" He stood up moving your hand off his knee and walking away to go top up his glass before he continued speaking. "I didn't want to be reminded another year has passed, another year where there no cure, another year where each month is a curse, another year my mother is dead, my friends are dead. Another year closer to loosing my father, to loosing Sirius and another job. What is so fun about celebrating this?"

"Because it's about celebrating the person you are." You emphasised walking over to him, you stood in front of him looking up at him hoping he would kiss you as you moved up your him standing on your toes.

"There's nothing to celebrate about me." He said walking past you to sit on his office chair. You followed right behind him.

"Yes there is Remus. You're amazing, do you really think I'd be waiting for you all evening if you weren't worth celebrating." You moved in closer invading his personal space and straddling him on his desk chair. His body shifted below you as he cleared your throat, you could feel his penis twitch as he was begging to get hard. "I'm sorry Y/N, I think you should leave." He said almost whispering. You looked into his eyes for a moment before storming out. "Self destructive asshole" you murmured as you slammed his office door behind you.

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A/N: sorry for the angst I had to do it.

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talesofesther · 1 year

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sweet calamity | ch 9

Wednesday Addams x Reader

Series Summary: It was something people described as the sweetest pain, the feeling of when the soul that’s destined to find yours is closer to you. Wednesday saw it as a curse, promised herself she would hate whoever was chosen for her; but it’s easier said than done.

A/N: Softest Wednesday ever and I hope she's not too out of character lol (but cut her some slack, girl's in love c'mon). Was listening to this while writing. <3

Masterlist | Read ch 8 here

"So here's something interesting that happened last night," Enid started, teasing hinting at her tone.

You gripped a little tighter onto the straps of your backpack.

"I get back from my date with Ajax, and Wednesday greets me with a goodnight, even asking if my date was enjoyable."

You hummed at her words, kicking a pebble from the stone path you were walking on. Last night's snowfall left its mark on the gardens, white snowflakes were still clinging to some of the trees around you; there was frost on the grass; mist in the air. The scenery was worthy of a painting.

"Why is that interesting?" You eventually asked.

"She never asks me about my dates," Enid exclaimed, "like ever." Taking hold of both your arms, the werewolf stopped you in your tracks and came to stand before you, forcing you to look up at her.

"She looked happy. Unusually happy," Enid narrowed her eyes at you, wolfish grin on her lips, "did something happen while I was out?"

Sometimes, Enid was too smart for her own good. You wanted to share her enthusiasm, tell her all about last night — how hearing Wednesday play gave you goosebumps, how her lips left you breathless — yet you found yourself hesitating. Everything felt too fragile.

You chuckled humourlessly, squirming under her hold. You could feel your face heating up, "nothing happened, we just hung out for a while."

Enid audibly groaned as she rolled her eyes, "come on, I saw you two dancing at the Rave'n, didn't you finally admit your obvious love for each other?"

You frowned, lips hovering open as you connected the dots, feeling your stomach lurch with apprehension. You answered her question with another, that you felt you already knew the answer to; "was that your doing by any chance?"

"Of course," Enid told you animatedly, "Wednesday was giving me her usual 'I don't do feelings' speech and hurting both you and herself in the process, I had to talk some sense into her," she scrunched her brows, taking on a serious tone, "don't tell her I said that though."

"Oh," you breathed. You're not sure why it bothers you. To think Wednesday would do something against her will was foolish, at best; but the last thing you wanted was for her to feel like she has to be with you.

"So," Enid dragged the word, pink cheeks molded by her pinkier snood, "no special moments last night?"

"W-well, we-" you stumbled, "I mean, she-"

"Enid!"

You closed your eyes and breathed out a sigh of relief upon hearing Wednesday's voice. She walked up to you and Enid with haste, backpack held by one shoulder, scarf snug around her neck, and her black beanie pushing down her bangs. She looked worthy of a painting too.

"Wednesday," Enid turned to her best friend, bouncing on her heels with glee, "we were just talking about you."

"Thrilling," the Addams girl deadpanned, glancing between you and Enid before settling on the latter, "I'll need my partner back now."

To say Enid lit up like a damn Christmas tree would be an understatement. Your heartbeat skyrocketed at the words too, before you remembered what exactly she was talking about.

Enid emitted some kind of excited noise — undoubtedly already planning your wedding; "your partn-"

"We're partners in fencing," you cut her off before she could create a scene you probably wouldn't be able to escape too soon. After your little incident with Bianca, Wednesday made sure no one but she was partnered up with you in fencing. How she accomplished that, you preferred not to know. And if anyone as much as whispered about her going easy on you when sparring, they'd receive the complete opposite treatment.

"Yes, and class started two minutes ago," Wednesday said, pointedly raising an eyebrow at you and your lack of time management.

You mouthed a sorry to her, offering a soft smile.

"You guys are no fun," Enid mumbled to herself, hugging her sweater closer to her body.

Cold air bit at your fingertips and you stuffed your hands in your pockets. Part of you could sympathize with Enid's frustration, you and Wednesday have been dancing around each other for a while, and then she finally kisses you and… and now you find yourself holding back, afraid to let your guard down.

You're still not sure what to call what she is to you. It's not like you and Wednesday are the epitome of healthy communication.

It's almost like she feels your discomfort, "let's go, I don't like waiting," Wednesday grumbled, half extending her hand out for you, giving you the chance to choose whether to take it or not.

The way you were so quick to reach for her was second nature, softly taking her hand in yours. "See you later, Enid."

"Bye lovebirds," the werewolf sweetly said, starting to walk in the opposite direction, "don't forget what we talked about yesterday, Wednesday."

"How could I? You've hammered the idea into my brain," Wednesday huffed, but Enid was already out of earshot, which left only you to grin at her words.

It was new and fragile, but maybe also just the way it was supposed to be. Maybe it was simpler than your overthinking self made it out to be — you were focused on your feet, trusting Wednesday to lead your way with her hand securely around yours.

The comfortable silence stretched for a few moments, until you reached the end of the gardens and walked inside Nevermore's walls. It felt nice to feel normal for a change; two normal girls too shy and too in love to meet each other's eyes.

"Your hands are frigid," Wednesday broke the silence, absentmindedly brushing her thumb along your skin.

You chuckled under your breath, feeling the familiar swelling of your heart, "I keep forgetting my gloves."

You refrained from groaning when the doors to the fencing arena came into sight. Before you could push them open, Wednesday pulled you to a stop. You glanced up at her curiously; only to see her cheeks an unusual shade of pink, her jaw set tightly in place, eyes strangely a tad too wide. It's rare the times that you can visibly tell what she's feeling.

You curse the way your heart automatically expects the worst, and hold your breath.

"I was-" Wednesday tried, before averting her gaze from yours and inhaling deeply, "I was wondering if you'd like to go out with me this evening."

She spoke so quickly you almost didn't catch the words fully, but you did; and it sure felt that simple. "I'd love to."

Wednesday nodded stiffly at your answer and all but burst through the doors.

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It takes some getting used to. Sometimes the turmoil of emotions that you make Wednesday feel gets her nauseous; she thinks she resembles a babbling idiot whenever she tries to mimic what she sees the other couples do — to say she's inexperienced in the area is a huge understatement; she's trying though, in her own way, but she is.

After a day of classes that kept her mostly away from you, Wednesday was making her way to the greenhouse, the place where she knows she'll find you. And she could feel that sensation — pumping through her body with each frantic beat of her heart the closer she gets to you — the tightness on her chest, the turning of her stomach. It's nearly painful. Dangerously addicting.

The evening sun had made its appearance, soft rays seeping through the glass walls as Wednesday pushed open the door. It was quiet, eerily so. No students were around, thankfully. She realized you liked your own dose of solitude too, it's not the first time she's found you hidden away all by yourself in the greenhouse.

Wednesday was quiet as she made her way inside, preserving your space.

You were standing in front of one of the tables when she found you, eyes focused solemnly on the flower pot in front of you as you hummed a song unknown to Wednesday. Blissfully unaware of her watchful gaze on you.

Your hands were delicate with their movements, making life bloom from your fingertips; there was a ray of sun casting over your cheek and lips — Wednesday envied the pesky thing.

You pushed back a strand of loose hair, smiling faintly when you got on your tip toes to put the flower back up on the shelf, a sea of green and gold around you.

Wednesday suddenly felt the back of her eyes burning faintly; because she refused to blink or something else, she was not sure.

But she's looking at you as if she just realized what love is.

And she could love you if she wanted to. If you allowed her to.

She thinks she already does anyway.

It's unlike anything she ever expected or wanted to feel — it's pain and bliss altogether — because she had the sudden need to be closer, to hold you, touch you; otherwise she'd spiral into madness.

And so she did.

You jumped when you felt two hands grasping at your waist, sharply turning around to see whoever thought had the right to touch you like that; yet any unkind words that were ready to leave your tongue disappeared when you were met with a pair of twin black braids you were all too familiar with.

Your skin is instantly littered with goosebumps. Wednesday's hands were firm on your waist, her thumbs barely sneaking under your shirt and grazing the skin there.

Before you could even try to speak, she was shutting you up with a searing kiss. It was different from last night; she pushed herself to you, desperate in the way her lips moved with yours — as if you hadn't seen each other in six years instead of six hours.

You took only a moment to recover, grasping at her blazer with your hands and embracing anything she'd be willing to give you.

Her lips were still as plush and warm as you remembered them, as you knew you'd never be able to forget.

Wednesday pulled back when air became an annoying necessity, all soft eyes and swollen lips. Her hands still gripping your waist, gaze darting to the mouth she'd just kissed only to see you gulp and look at your feet; away from her.

"Is this acceptable?" Wednesday found herself asking, voice raspier than usual, puffs of air coming out shallow and ragged as she regarded you with worry.

"Yeah," you were quick to breathe out, bringing one hand up and hesitating only a second before gingerly touching Wednesday's cheek, your thumb tracing the lines of her bottom lip. "More than acceptable."

"But?" The raven-haired girl raised a brow.

"I just-" you could feel your heartbeat, and wondered if she could feel it too, "I don't want to force you into anything, Wednesday." You gave her a melancholic smile, "I want to make sure you don't feel like you have to be doing this," you motioned with your hand between you and her, and she was so close you could barely breathe at all.

Wednesday's eyes shuttered with a sudden blankness and nothing could prepare you for the utterly adorable look of confusion on her face that followed; eyebrows pinching together and lips turned down at the corners as she pulled back only to look at you better.

"Never in my life would I do something I do not want to do," she said matter of factly.

You bit into your lip, one hand taking hold of Wednesday's braid so you had something to fidget with.

Straightening her posture, Wednesday gulped back her pride; "I'm not… good at this," she shook her head softly, her sudden fragility surprising you, "any of it."

And you finally see it; you see it in the way her eyes lose their sharp edges, how impossibly darker they are, shining under the fading sun; you see it in the way she insisted on holding your hand even when curious glances were thrown at you; you see it in the way she doesn't let anyone else spar with you in fencing or the way she always has an extra set of notes whenever you miss a class; you see it in the way she came after you and didn't give up even after you pushed her away. You see the way she's been loving you from day one, even if both of you didn't admit it.

"And I hate the fact that you make me want to try it anyway," Wednesday whispered, bringing you back to reality.

You huffed a chuckle, sliding your hands behind her neck to pull her closer, "you hate it?"

She rolled her eyes endearingly, "take the win," she said, before stealing another kiss from your lips.

Wednesday lingered close to you, her nose bumping yours. She didn't dare open her eyes when she asked the one thing she needed to hear you say; "so can I call you mine?" She choked out, upper lip grazing yours as she spoke.

There was a beat of silence and the Addams girl was almost already considering her early grave when you didn't answer right away.

Until you did, and she could feel your cheeky smile, "only if I can call you mine too."

Wednesday's lips twitched with the treat of a smile. It was an easy bargain.

With her hand in yours, Wednesday walked out of the greenhouse; her destination being the Weathervane, where she'd buy you a hot chocolate, and a coffee for herself and do whatever couples do together.

You wanted to stop by the quad first though.

The weight of Wednesday's hand was pleasant in yours. You took her to the middle of the quad, to where stood your finished project, at last; the big maple tree was the star in the center, surrounded by countless flowers with colors that complemented each other beautifully. Two stood out amongst them, a couple of black dahlias just by the foot of the tree, their dark color unmistakable.

"You remember I was renovating this flowerbed, right?" You asked softly, stealing a glance at your girl.

Wednesday hummed, "yes, I recall."

"I think it's finally done, what do you think?"

You watched as Wednesday's dark eyes skimmed over your work, they lingered a little longer on the black-colored flowers and your lips twitched with a smirk.

"It's nice, I'm sure Enid loved the multitude of colors," Wednesday commented, "the dahlias are a nice touch," she timidly admitted eventually.

"I thought you'd like them," your cheeks warmed up you raised both your joined hands to your lips, planting a kiss on the back of her hand before pulling her along to the main gates.

Before, you didn't understand why soulmates bring each other pain whenever they're near. But now, you can see there's something magical to it — it's the fact that, even with the pain, you won't abandon the one you love, and it's a kind of love that comes without warning, burns itself into your soul and marks your heart in the best possible way.

You admire the boldness of the universe; to create something so potentially tragic yet so delightful, so blissful.

Wednesday's shoulder bumped yours as you two walked, personal space forgotten. You could feel your heartbeats mingling.

Her hand warmed up yours.

⋆* ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ

Read ch 10 here

Thank you for reading this little story. Feedback and reblogs are literally what keep me motivated to continue posting here, so I'd appreciate it if you could take some time to reblog and comment if you want. <3

Wednesday’s taglist: @milkiane @bookfrog242 @heelaechan @imagine-reblog @simp4wanda26 @sakurarukas @bluetreecloud20 @the-night-owl-blr @imlike-so-gaydude @user284747 @dreifhraniquo29 @emeraldevan @simp4nat @boobabietch @impossibleliv1031 @deadpool-in-a-snood @rainbow-love4ever @maria-403 @pompompuri @halleest @wandaromanova @marveloussimp @rainbow-hedgehog @left-and-right-up-and-down @get-the-fuck-outta-here @awolfcsworld @elduster @alexkolax @georgi-salva @imdumbhi @youralphawolf72 @reginassweetheart @justyourwritter69 @yangsroboarmm @8e-h-e8 @irish-piece-of-trash @femalehomosexual666 @wol-fica @wednesdays-woes

#wednesday addams x reader #wednesday addams imagine #wednesday addams x fem!reader #wednesday addams #wednesday #wednesday addams x you #wednesdayedit #imagine #fanfic #fluff #angst #wednesday addams fanfic #jenna ortega #wednesday x reader #my story

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Creating a masterpost of convenience since apparently I'm in my Bridgerton writing era. I'll try to keep this updated best I can.

Stay In This Moment Rated G - Penelope/Colin - Complete Summary:

“It’s London, Pen. I can’t find myself here.”

It was almost like watching a crack start in slow motion, the clock breaking. It grew and splintered, threatening the foundations. His mouth was forming words, words once spoken, couldn’t be taken back. An alarm in the back of his mind, the slamming of his heart warning him of the danger in proceeding. He knew but ignored what he’d always known, continuing.

“What could possibly be here? I don’t have anything here for me.”

Some Kind of Disaster Rated T - Penelope/Anthony - Complete - Part of a Series Summary:

Anthony has a lot of expectations for his future Viscountess, so it's up to Benedict to help his brother see the light.

Clumsy (Familiar Strangers) Rated T - Penelope/Anthony - Complete - Part of a SeriesSummary:

Benedict's plan to get Anthony and Penelope in a room come to pass. Whether or not it's a success, well, that is a different story.

i don't know who your god is, but i'm a goddess Rated M - Penelope/Benedict - In Progress Summary:

Benedict finds himself hiding away at a seaside cottage, hoping inspiration for his work strikes him wear he stands. Instead, he finds himself the most gorgeous woman he's ever met. Except, well, she showed up on the beach one morning, nude and clutching a coat, and wounded.

As she heals, he finds himself beyond attracted to the small woman who calls herself Penelope. Sweet Penelope who swims in the ocean by moonlight and seems to know all sorts of morsels of gossip from the village no one has any business knowing.

Of course it was love at first sight. That's just the kind of man Benedict is. But he can see the secrets Penelope keeps behind her eyes and he hopes, before he heads home, she'll open up.

Quiet Rebellion Rated E - Penelope/Francesca - Complete Summary:

There was never anything Penelope couldn't find in a good book. That includes finding Francesca Stirling.

Taste Rated T - Penelope/Colin - Complete Summary:

Penelope + Colin + Mirror and that sweet sweet anticipation we all have

❄️🎄Penelope's 12 Days of Christmas (with @writingwhilecaffeinated)🎄❄️

Treat Yo'Elf Rated M - Penelope/Anthony - Complete Summary:

The holidays can be stressful and if Anthony can help his wife by giving her what she asks so prettily for, he's happy to oblige.

i told you snow Rated T - Penelope/Colin - Complete Summary:

Penelope and Colin are running late to the annual Bridgerton Christmas party, but baby, it's cold outside!

Looking Berry Cute Under the Mistletoe Rated G - Penelope/Benedict - Complete Summary:

Charlotte Bridgerton's favorite was absolutely Uncle Benedict and if she had to help him, that's what she was going to do because grown ups always needed a push.

Sleigh Queen Rated E - Penelope/Gregory - Complete Summary:

Gregory believes in true love. Penelope believed in love, once. Christmas brings about the most interesting moments for fate to take over. Even if it's with a hand up a skirt or on one's knees.

We Have Great Chemis-Tree Rated T - Anthony/Penelope/Benedict - Complete Summary:

It happened like this: A trip to the coffee shop dressed as an elf and then being plowed over, nearly breaking her nose.

When you make a Christmas wish, always remember to keep an open mind, an open heart, and open eyes.

Sleigh My Name Rated E - Penelope/Anthony/Benedict/Colin Summary:

The best Christmas gifts are ones that can be shared. In Penelope's case, she's more than happy to share between her lovers.

Status Update on WIPs (as of February 26, 2024) Posting Soon: 🙈sister fic to Some Kind of Disaster posted February 26, 2024 💋new chapter of i don't care who you god is, but i'm a goddess

In the Works: 💕regency au penelope/gregory 😍regency au penelope/francesca 👀a Penelope/Benedict that will get the church of england petitioning for my arrest

*currently holding back on Polin fic, waiting for s3*

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cartographers-office · 4 months

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Pikmin 4: The Cannon Beetle Mix-Up

As the person who made an entire phylogenetic tree of Pikmin creatures (soon to be updated!), it should come as no surprise that I have a lot of love for this series. With Pikmin 4 introducing a whole new group of critters, while also bringing back many classic ones, I would like to shine a light on one of my favorite enemies: The mighty Horned Cannon Beetle. While this enemy might seem like it caused some confusion regarding its relation to previous enemies, it actually cleared up a few mistakes and inconsistencies from almost two decades ago!

Between Japanese and English languages, each Pikmin enemy gets four different names. This might sound complicated, but I'll try my best to juggle them all and explain their confusing history.

Pikmin 1 introduced the enemy then known as the Armored Cannon Beetle, or Granitus chukkulinae. According to the Enemy Reel:

This migratory lithopod has developed a stronger carapace than its relatives.

Hold on to that information, it will be relevant later. Pikmin 2 then introduced the Armored Cannon Larva, which shares both its name and scientific name with the Armored Cannon Beetle. This is because both enemies share a Japanese nickname (that being (フタクチドックリ, Two-Mouth Tokkuri). However, their Japanese technical name (the equivalent to their English scientific name) makes it clear they are different species.

It's unclear why both enemies share the same Japanese nickname (maybe due to similar designs/mechanics), but it probably led to the mistranslation of the Armored Cannon Larva's scientific name. Their Piklopedia entry states:

This expedition was unable to confirm the existence of any mature lithopods, leading to concerns that the species was extinct on this planet, but the discovery of the creature in larval form eased such concerns.

And for almost two decades, both enemies were generally considered being the same species, which seemed logical at the time, without analyzing their Japanese technical name. Once Pikmin 4 rolled around, it "introduced" the Horned Cannon Beetle. This creature's JP technical name is the exact same as the original Armored Cannon Beetle (Black Iron Giant Stone Wrapper), meaning they are supposed to be one and the same. Their Piklopedia entry states:

[...] this species is actually a naturalized non-native species that migrated here from another continent. [...] Furthermore, it exhibits aggressive territorial behavior, sometimes launching boulders at young Armored Cannon Beetles, which has driven the latter species to the verge of extinction.

This corroborates perfectly with the Armored Cannon Beetle's and Armored Cannon Larva's entries shown previously! So why the name change?

Well I suspect that, when the localizers realized that two separate species had the same name and scientific name, they opted to retcon the older one instead of the most used one. They even added a tongue-in-cheek reference to this retcon by mentioning they were "once mistaken for adult Armored Cannon Beetles".

And that's why the original Pikmin 1 enemy then-known as the Armored Cannon Beetle (Granitus chukkulinae) has been retconned into being a Horned Cannon Beetle (Granitus ferrous).

One image speaks more than a thousand words, so I will end this post with a neat graphic detailing all four different names each creature has. I added the other two mainline Cannon Beetle species for completion's sake. See you guys next time!

#pikmin #pikmin lore #biology

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Aspen's Anniversary Sleepover

Exactly one year ago, as it was turning from July 3rd to July 4th in my Mountain time zone, I was finalizing things and getting ready to post the first fanfic I'd published in more than six years. New account, new fandom. Starting a new stage of life, really... And part of that was to reclaim my love of writing. So I did it.

A lot of things have changed in my life over the course of this particular year's worth of days. Major pieces of my life have shifted, and small things as well. A significant part of my life and happiness since then has been this fandom - writing, reading, connecting with others, developing true friendships. My life doesn't revolve around this stuff, but it has grown from the good here.

AND SO I WANT TO THROW MY FIRST SLEEPOVER PARTY WITH YOU, MY TUMBLR FRIENDS - FROM THE CASUAL FOLLOWERS TO THE MUTUAL BESTIES!

The actual sleepover festivities will take place this weekend, but I'm posting to commemorate THE ANNIVERSARY MOMENT.

To see what good mischief I want to get up to with all of you, click the "keep reading..."

This week I'll be posting:

A follow up to The Brooklyn Boys series (the first story I posted on @buckets-and-trees)

A smutty little sequel to something to go along with another week of Hot Bucky Summer

A BRAND NEW STORY debut for a Bucky AU that was born from a request I got when I did my 300 Follower Request Fest (which just seems totally insane given it's only been a couple of months since then, and now I'm flirting with almost 1k of you)

🤔 TRUTH: Take a look at my library and then drop a question in my askbox about one of my stories or a character from that story.

😏 DARE: Take a look at my library and then drop a dare to write a trope or AU you think might challenge me (don’t pick the character - my muse likes a challenge, but thrives on creative freedom to make challenges work).

I’ll give you either a quick “how I would write it”/plot idea OR it may just turn into one of my upcoming stories (still looking for ideas for Bucky Barnes Bingo fills and a series of spooky stories I want to publish once a week this fall).

🍫 SNACKS & TREATS: Drop a pic or gif or thot in my ask box about one of my favorite fictional men for us to drool over and eat up together.

🤫 LATE NIGHT SECRETS: Ask me almost anything (within reason - this is the public internet, so I'm not going to tell you intimate details) OR take inspo from this writing-based ask game.

🤩 STARGAZING: Point at one of these stories I'm working on and ask for either a LINE 💫 or a DETAIL ✨ , and I'll share something from that work:

Devour, pt. 2: Fat

Devour, pt. 3: Acid

Devour, pt. 4: Heat

Thighs of Betrayal

Right About Him, Wrong About Me

Return Line

The Great Bucky Bake Off

PLEASE FILL UP MY ASKBOX AS SOON AS IT SUITS YOUR LEISURE! It's my first big sleepover and I've definitely picked games that I am eager to play and celebrate with all of you. Don't be shy! I wouldn't be posting if I didn't want to hear from you!

If you want to submit on anon, you absolutely can because I've been blessed so far only to have received the nicest things from anons, and I know I was intimidated to send asks to some of the blogs I followed for a while, so I get it.

#aspen's anniversary sleepover #ask game #sleepover event #sleepover game

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winterinhimring · 3 months

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20 Questions for Writers

Thanks for the tag, @musewrangler! This looks fun.

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

94.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

852,051. (Holy cow.)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

A lot! Tolkien, Star Wars, Marvel, and Hornblower are the ones I've written most for, but I've also written stories for the 1985 movie Silverado, and for The Three Musketeers, Dune, The Hunt for Red October, and 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Jat'ca'nara, The War of the Ring, Pirunir Sur'haaise, break my bonds and be bound to me (what. the. heck.), and Ba'slan Shev'la.

I will admit, I was not expecting all of those. The Star Wars ones (all the Mando'a titles) make sense, WOTR is my first and longest fic and also in the Tolkien fandom, but break my bonds is one of the RAREST of rare pairs and despite it being in the Star Wars fandom too, it's focussed on some comparatively minor characters, so I am...very surprised by that.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes! Always. I love receiving comments so the least I can do is respond to them. Also, I nearly always have thoughts to share with my readers in response to their thoughts on my fic.

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Unquestionably Cuyan'e. It's a character study of two very deeply broken men who have both lost everything, one at the hands of the other, and it earns its 'hurt no comfort' tag. The title means "Survivors" because they're both the last survivors of their families. It's very unusual for me to write a fic this painful without putting in a happy ending, but that story pretty much showed up to my brain written the way it is, and when that happens I write what I'm given.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

That's much harder to answer than the last one! A significant majority of my fics have happy endings, or at least happier ones than canon. However, I'll have to go with Tegaanal, the climax of my Star Wars fix-it series, because it's such an earned happy ending and we watched the characters fight for it every step of the way.

8. Do you get hate on your fic?

Nope! I review my comments on the first couple of fics of any series, until I have an idea of what my reader base is like, and that seems to ward off the weirdos.

9. Do you write smut?

Heck no. I don't need that in my head.

10. Do you write crossovers?

On occasion! Usually because the muses show up and start jumping on the table banging pans together until I write them something.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to the best of my knowledge.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, but I HAVE had a piece of music inspired by a fic. I wrote a poem (in Mando'a and in English) for Partaylir, and the absolutely fantastic Siena_Alexandria actually wrote a tune for it and recorded the result. If you like Mandalorians, Mando'a, conlangs, or just good music, listen to it here! (Each chapter is a different version of the poem.)

13. Have you ever co-written a fic?

Yep, several! Mostly with @musewrangler.

14. What‘s your all-time favourite ship?

I don't really have one, as I don't tend to get all that deeply invested in ships. Characters, yes, but not specific ships. I guess I have a soft spot for Walon Vau/Shmi Skywalker, though, since it's a canoe I launched all by myself (see my boggled reaction to break my bonds and be bound to me being one of my most-kudosed fics above).

15. What’s the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

*grits teeth* I. Will. Finish. All. My. WIPs. (There's only one that is arguably in danger of abandonment, Of the History of the White Tree, and I'm going to come back to it as soon as I've reread the source material.)

16. What’s your writing strengths?

Hmm...I would say it's my character writing, above all else. Once I have a clear mental picture of what someone would or wouldn't do, I can basically drop him into situations and just let them play out and see what happens, pretty much trusting the character to respond the way he should. A lot of my fics consist of this, and the consensus from my readers has been that I do it well.

17. What’s your writing weaknesses?

Strong emotions, and people who are open with their emotions, are difficult for me to write. Whenever I write a scene that involves feelings and vulnerability, I have a holy terror of becoming kitschy. And people who actually show their emotions voluntarily by default are kind of a mystery to me, so I don't really write them because I don't understand them.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

Fun to do when I know the language and/or enough of it to get by! I put in quite a lot of Mando'a for my Star Wars stories and I enjoy working within the constraints of its limited vocabulary because it forces me to pare down my usually verbose writing style into just the core of the meaning I intend to convey.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Tolkien! My first, most lasting, and perhaps dearest fandom.

20. Favourite fic you’ve ever written?

HOW CAN I PICK JUST ONE???? My favourite fic is nearly always the one I'm writing now, though, so right now it's So We Can Learn to Pick Ourselves Up, the latest instalment of what started as post-Endgame MCU fix-it and has now grown into a live-action Spider-man multiverse fix-it.

No-pressure tags for @ramblingsofachristiannerd, @hollers-and-holmes, @lady-merian, @ghosts-and-blue-sweaters, @thatonebasicfan, and anyone who'd like to jump on!

#winter says things #tag game #my writing #the war of the ring #cin vhetin #requiem fic #tolkien #marvel #star wars

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Posting Schedule, Updates, & Announcements

Hello!

Dropping in to give some important updates and news!

First of all, I'll be heading to Seoul in a little over a week and will be gone until April 5th! My birthday happens during that span so I am finally having a much-needed vacation and celebration. I look forward to all your messages and comments because....

I've been working on Chapter 3 and that should be out before the end of this week! So far it's sitting around 10k in terms of length, but I feel like I still have a way's to go so bear with me! I want it up before my trip.

Finally, I have some exciting news:

You can anticipate at least two more fics heading your way this spring and summer. One shots? Series? Who knows, we'll just have to wait and see where these projects take me.

Coming this April:

I'll Give You the Sun (sundeity!Hoseok and moondeity!reader (afab)) (s, a, f)

"I'd give you the sun if you asked me You could have all of the time You could have the stars and the trees When dividin' up the universe You could have mine." -"j's lullaby (darlin' i'd wait for you)" by Delaney Bailey

Destined to fulfill an ancient prophecy claiming he will ascend into greatness on the day of the kingdom's first total solar eclipse, Hoseok is jaded and cynical over his lack of choice in becoming the king and god of the Solar Kingdom. He's even less pleased that his coronation is to be shared with the future king of the Lunar Kingdom, whose family has held shaky ties with his since the creation of the universe.

But when the moon fully overtakes the sun and bathes everything in darkness, the ascension of gods and kings doesn't seem to be all the that the fates prophesied. Now Hoseok is a god, a king, and bound to you, the true Queen and Goddess of the Lunar Kingdom.

Coming Late Spring/Early Summer:

Vienna Waits for You (vampire!taehyung and vampire!reader (afab)) (s, a, f)

Slow down you crazy child Take the phone off the hook and disappear for a while It's alright, you can afford to lose a day or two (oooh) When will you realize, Vienna waits for you? -"Vienna" by Billy Joel

It’s lust. It’s power. It’s drugs. It’s him. The way he can look at someone and know not just what they want, but what they need. Money, sex, freedom. It's all the same, the way humans will trade themselves away thinking they're buying time. But he knows that's how none of this works.

Time. That's something he knew you didn't have. Still, he gave it to you, even though it wasn't his to give. Now, while he owns the streets of Paris, his past choices are coming back to haunt him and he can't run from the memory of a life he once loved, and all the things he left back in Vienna, including you.

->This fic is within the same universe as My Bloody Valentine. While you don't have to read it, it'll provide a lot of context from the first one

I hope you are ready to love these characters as much I do. I am so excited to continue developing them. Despite my side ventures into other stories, I am having a blast writing Thanks for the Sub, and I hope my lovely Jin biases out there are feeling fed and appreciated (don't worry Jimin, Yoongi, and fellow Namjoon biases, there's ideas in the works for you too). I don't plan on abandoning that project any time soon.

Thanks again for all the love on past chapters of TFTS and My Bloody Valentine. Please give the next chapter of TFTS lots of love when it comes out. -h

#seokjin x reader #bts fanfic #kim seokjin #jin smut #seokjin smut #bts smut #hoseok x reader #jung hoseok #hoseok smut #taehyung x reader #kim taehyung #taehyung smut #bts fanfiction #vampire taehyung #sun god hobi

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bonny-kookoo · 2 years

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Take Me Somewhere Nice (Intro)

In which his task isn't unusual, nothing special, and not a big deal at all. Get rid of the demon that's attached to a child, simple as that. Or is it?

Tags/Warnings: Angel!Jungkook, Demon!Reader, Enemies to lovers, angst, fluff, Mature (that includes triggering content and smut)

Additional Chapter Warnings: None

Series Masterlist (Soon!)

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His wings hold him securely in the sky as he scans the neighbourhood for the house he needs to find.

It's dark, late at night, but the child he's been tasked to isn't asleep when he finally settles on the large tree nearby, able to see into her window from his spot. The little girl is simply acting,fooling her mother until she deems it safe to open her eyes again.

When she sits up, nothing happens at first.

The child takes out what he thinks is a deck of playing cards, two dolls, and a bunch of little toy cars, neatly placing it on her blanket before she waits. His brows furrow as he observes the scene; her little chubby cheeks beginning to puff in happiness as she smiles excitedly when the shadows in the corner of her room morph into what he believes to be the demon attached to her.

Jungkook immediately becomes rather uneasy, getting into a different position to be able to quickly interfere as soon as he needs to. Demons can be vicious creatures, never sparing even the youngest of souls. And while he knows they have their purpose, it still doesn't sit straight with him how any being could torture an innocent soul like that just for entertainment and personal gain.

But what he spots isn't what he expected.

He's a little more than surprised to see the happiness in the little kid's face at the sight of the young demon, who sits down on her bed like second nature, before the two of you begin to play with the toys the kid has chosen for tonight.

This is certainly something new- and something he's not been told when his superior had given him the task.

"I need you to resolve a situation on earth for me." his superior tells him, arms crossed. "a young child is being haunted by a youngling of the shadows. I believe you've dealt with situations like these before?" he chuckles, as Jungkook simply nods.

"I've fought my fair share of demons." he says. "if it's a youngling like you said, it won't take long." he promises, while his superior nods.

"I hope so." he tells Jungkook, before patting his wings in encouragement. "I'll give you the details later. Get a picture of the situation, then tell me how much time you need."

"sure thing." Jungkook smiles. "I doubt it'll be that hard."

By now, the child is laying close to you, who's simply still sitting on the mattress while the girl falls asleep with her head on your thigh. He's so immersed into the sight of it that for a moment, he doesn't notice anything else- until he spots your glowing red eyes, fixated on him far away in the trees.

He's been spotted.

Yet again he prepares for a reaction- but there is none. You simply stay throughout the night, until the first birds start to wake up- Only then do you quietly disappear in the form of a black cat, jumping out the window just to vanish into the shadows of the garden nearby.

Something doesn't seem right here, he thinks to himself as he still keeps his eyes looking towards the direction you left in.

And right then and there, he realizes that this task might be more than he thought it would be.

#bts imagine #bts fanfic #bts fic #jungkook imagine

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clone-lover · 1 year

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Interruptions episode 2

Captain Tukk x GN Reader

So I am probably going to start a series because it is really fun to write these interruption tropes!! Also all hail Captain Tukk ♥️ enjoy!

Masterlist

Warnings: little make out session...

"It's beautiful out here," Tukk pulled off his helmet and tucked it under his arm. You lived on this out rim planet your whole life. Every hill, tree, shrub and flower in the valley's meadow was burned into your mind. Yet, his statement tugged your head to look out into the valley before you.

A large dip in the land caused a soft breeze to trickle through the the grass and dance through your hair. Flowers also danced beside the large swaying trees, in the planet's protected and untainted land. You smiled as a fresh and soft floral scent graced your senses. "Yeah, I suppose it is."

He chuckled as he sat against the tree, "What I wouldn't do to become so familiar with this beauty. You joined in his position and lean against the bark to the left of him. "If you came here every day, I'm sure you'll get use to it. After all, it doesn't change much." Tukk cupped your face in his hand to pull you attention to him instead of the environment.

"Something's don't need to change to be beautiful." Heat flushed your face and he could feel it. "And I wasn't entirely talking about the nature." He smiled before breaking into a chuckle. "I can't believe you would be so flustered by something so cheesy!" He was embarrassed by his words but you seemed to love it. This only boosted his confidence, "Come here." Tukk wrap his arm around your shoulder and pulled you close. "I do, however, think you are much more beautiful than this planet. But I will never say it like that. Not that you seem to mind."

You giggled, enjoying the moment. You enjoyed the shade from the tree. You enjoyed his protective nature and the way his thumb soothed your arm. The armour was a little uncomfortable but you could get use to this; use to being in his arms.

His gauntlet chimed and he quickly through on his helmet, "I understand, I will load up my men immediately." He took off his helmet and gave you a fleeting look.

"Going so soon?" You pryed. "I'm afraid so," he regretfully answered. You shifted to look him in the eyes, "Well, I'm glad I could share this moment with you." You began to mutter your goodbyes but he thumbed your chin and pulled your gaze up. He inched closer and whispered into your lips, "Who said it was over?" The distance closed. You allowed your eyes to flutter and your lips to lock onto his. A soft first kiss.

The softness lingered into desperation. In a swift move, he pulled you on top of him and roamed you body with his hands. Desire was ablaze beneath his cold armour. His wandering hands determined to pull and push to deepen the kiss. He clinged to the blaze beneath his armour and demanded it's finish with his hand and lips.

His neediness sucked the air from your lungs and wrought a similar desire within you. Never have you wanted something more. "Captain?" A small unsure voice squeaked and stamped out the flame of desire that lit the meadow. An exact copy of Tukk stood just behind the tree, out of view. Probably bright red and uneasy.

"Yeah, I'll be there." Tukk dismissed the man with a huff and let his head fall back against the tree. Hurried footsteps shuffled away, leaving behind stale air. Tukks eyes fluttered close as his other senses took in this fading moment.

"You should should probably get going then." He opened his eyes with a smile. "They can wait." Tukk mischievously taunted and pulled you back in for one last fleeting kiss.

#captain tukk #clone x reader #captain tukk x reader #tukk x reader

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beaniebeensbaby201 · 6 months

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SWEETEST REVENGE; BILLY LOOMIS X READER!

Summary: Ever since his mother left all he ever held inside him was anger, and revenge. During the summer Billy convinced his girlfriend and his best friend to join him and find sweet sweet revenge. The only issue, Harper Baldwin does not like to share what's hers.

Warning(s): murder, death, violence, blood, cursing, mild smut or sometimes smut. AGES 18+ ONLY NO MINORS!!!!!!!!!

Part one

Should I turn this into a series? Lmk

"Hey, the phone is ringing!" Harper said, as she was putting away the ice cream in the freezer.

"Hello?" Casey answered the phone as Harper distracted herself.

"Who is this?" Harper soon disappeared and headed towards the other room leaving Casey by herself.

She grabbed her backpack and headed back towards the kitchen.

"Hey, I'm gonna head out. I promised Billy that I'd help him study for our bio test." Casey waved her goodbye as Harper left the house.

"Hey, glad you could make it, Casey is out back. I was just about to head out to see Billy." Harper jabs her thumb towards the patio.

"Cool, thanks." Harper looked around to see where Billy was as Steven headed towards the back.

Harper was quick to get to her motorcycle. She started the bike and she rode her way home. She wasn't sure how she felt ever since she got involved with Billy and Stu, but somehow they've convinced her.

Forty minutes have passed as Harper just got home. Her heart hammered against her ribcage as she tried to act coolly. Her helmet was still over her head masking her worried eyes and rosy red cheeks.

Harper let out a soft laugh when she noticed a familiar figure trying to scale the walls to her room.

Harper swiftly got off her bike and quickly rushed to the tree that was close to Billy. She watched his movements as he was close to making it up her windowsill.

She got closer to him till she was standing directly behind him. Her arms crossed over her chest as she looked up at him.

"You know, I left a ladder by the side of the house for you?" Startled, Billy fell causing her to laugh.

"Oof!" She stumbled, when Billy tripped her as she fell on top of him.

"Ow." She grumbled.

"Ow? Your elbow went directly into my ribcage." Harper let out a giggle, moving her elbow so that both her arms rested beside his head. Her dark brown hair caged his face so his eyes had nowhere else to look at but her hazel ones.

Without a second thought her lips pressed against his. A second later his hands rested lazily against her hip.

"Your hands are freezing!" She squealed, as his hand inched her shirt up.

"Do you want your parents to catch you sneaking around with me?" Billy said in a hushed tone.

"Did I ever care what my dad thinks?" Billy smirked as his hand trailed to rest on her collarbone, pushing her hair away from her shoulder.

"You should, I'm not a very good influence." Harper snorts as she gets up to straddle his stomach. He bends his knees up as she rests her back against his thighs.

"You're a killer. I think you're far past a bad influence." Billy leaned up on his elbows, as Harper moved a bit so she was resting along his V-line.

"You're dating one." Harper brings her hands up to rest against his shoulders to lower her head so she was resting against his forehead.

"Correction, in love." She whispered just for him to hear.

"Love?" Harper hummed in response, not looking away from his coffee brown eyes.

"I just hate how you have to be with that dumb bitch." With that she gets up, her mood changing instantly.

"C'mon, we've talked about this!" Billy scrambled to his feet to catch up to the girl.

"Yea, are you fucking her too?" Billy shakes his head.

"No, no." He said quickly.

"I'll have your head on a stick if you're lying to me." He shakes his head once again, grabbing for her.

"Honey, she means nothing to me." He promised, his hands firmly gripping her neck as she looked anywhere but in his eyes.

"You don't trust me?" He breathed out.

"Leave her, I don't care that you're just doing this to kill her. I don't like to share." Billy sighed, resting his forehead against hers.

"You know the plan." Harper scoffed, shoving him off of her in response, causing him to stumble a bit.

"Fuck you!" She had tears in her azure blue eyes as she looked at him.

"Everyone thinks we've broken up. After two years of being together ever since sophomore year, and now you abruptly break up for me for my friend?" Billy had a look of irritation on his face.

"Stop being such a fuckin bitch." Harper slapped him across the face, causing a red mark to appear on his cheek.

"Stop being a fuckin dick." Her voice was just as low as his.

They've been friends for years, she learned why he was like this. She knew every single detail about his life. She knew every single fear of his, every single secret that only she knew.

"Or else what?" He egged, Harper balled her fingers into a tight fist, digging her nails into her palm causing blood.

"I could easily get daddy to come out here and arrest you and Stu for what you did tonight." Billy's lips formed in a tight line.

"You won't." Harper hummed in response.

"Da-" Billy was quick to cover her mouth with his hand.

A smirk formed against her lips.

"I don't share what's mine." She said once Billy let go of her lips.

Billy sighed, his hand wrapping gently around her neck as her back was resting against the house.

Billy shoves off her leather jacket and kisses her in a fever kiss.

"No, not tonight." She whispered, pulling back slightly.

"Okay." He whispered back.

"Stay the night?" Billy smirked, moving towards the latter and pushing it up against her window.

"Ladies first." Harper kissed him once again in a chaste kiss and began to climb, which gave Billy a nice view of her ass.

"Fuck." Billy muttered under his breath knowing that she was the only person he would never hurt.

#scream x oc #billy loomis x girlfriend reader #stu x best friend reader #billy loomis #stu #scream 1996 #Spotify

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writing-in-the-impala · 4 months

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Secret Smokes (Part 9)

Pairing: Teacher! Remus Lupin x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, smoking, drinking, teacher-student relationship, angst, jealousy, fluff, smut.

Word Count: 5776

A/N: At the end! No spoilers here, but it's a long one so get cosy.

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Christmas morning began like every year except for the owl. When you made it downstairs there was an owl under the tree from Remus, you picked up the letter and thanked the owl giving it a treat before sending it home. You hadn't heard from Remus since you got home, however you couldn't be upset as you didn't attempt to write to him either. Even though you missed him a lot and you couldn't stop thinking about him life had become quite busy with work, family and your hometown friends. This was the first time you came home and didn't want to flirt with any one or meet anyone as the only person who got your heart to race was Remus. Since you first opened his present you kept re-reading what he wrote, as if you were trying to decipher it. Maybe it was him calling you "dear" and ending it with "yours" that made your heart race, maybe it was simply just the only way to feel close to him. "What's that letter honey?" Your mum asked walking out the kitchen to see you standing holding Remus's most recent letter.

"It's from my friend, I think it's just to thank for the Christmas present I got him."

"Him?" Your mother asked. "I knew those were for a boy she liked!" Your dad chimed in from the sofa. "So who's he?" Your mum asked.

That's when the doubts hit you, you shouldn't get excited by Remus sending you a letter, he's the kind of man you can't tell your parents about. How would you explain to your parents that you got involved with your defence against the dark arts professor and that he's also a werewolf. "Just a friend who's helped me a lot this year. Anybody want coffee?" You asked tucking Remus's letter into your jeans pocket and changing the subject.

When you had a moment after the busy morning you went upstairs to finally open Remus's letter that had occupied your mind all morning. You slowly opened it while sipping on a cup of tea that wasn't as tasty as the ones made by Remus in his office.

"My dearest Y/N,

Merry Christmas. Would it be inappropriate to say smoking or listening to music alone isn't the same? Thank you so much for your present, I've been listening to the vinyl from you on repeat I can't wait to listen to it with you. I hope work is good and your family is well too. Hogwarts is beautiful in the snow I'm glad I stayed but I'll be heading home to York soon - today - so if you would like to reach me please write to:

The Luna Cottage Yorkshire YO22 5AN

No pressure to write however if you do I just don't want you to feel like I'm ignoring your letters.

Yours, as always, Remus"

You wished the letter was longer, that he would tell you more about what he's been doing why he didn't write. You wanted to have a conversation about his day, you decided it was only right to reply to him straight away.

"Moony, Merry Christmas!

I am starting to realise my record collection is boring compared to yours. I'm glad you enjoyed the present, thank you so much for passing on your fathers book, I'm happy to return it to you as soon as I read it as it sounds quite sentimental.

I adore the cigarette tin, I would be lying if I said it hasn't already been useful. The camel and bridge are beautiful however I miss the real bridge.

I'm glad to hear you're enjoying Christmas, don't run to your cottage too quickly enjoy your time in Hogwarts although I do realise how stupid it is to write that as I'm sending it to your cottage.

My family is well and so am I thank you for asking, I do miss the snow in Hogwarts I look forward to coming back after new years.

Speak soon, Y/n"

You sent the letter almost as soon as you wrote it eager to continue this conversation with Remus. You could wait to read his next letter. However it did not arrive for days. Maybe he stayed in Hogwarts you thought, maybe he hasn't had time to send you one, maybe he's too busy...

You waited each day for a letter to arrive but nothing came, New Year's Eve was around the corner and you thought wether to wish him happy new year like you wished him Merry Christmas however you decided against it. The Weasleys had invited you to a New Year's party and you considered not going however you decided maybe it would be good to spent an evening with your school friends as opposed to the home town friends that you saw all Christmas break. The party wasn't at their house but rather a house in London however they assured you pre-drinks will be spent together. You met at their house where you would be spending the night after the party, it was nice to see their parents who always made you feel at home. They asked you many questions about your Christmas break and Molly even gave you a new hand knitted scarf as a gift. You hadn't arrived at their house empty handed either as you had a whole tray of home made cookies from your mum which the Weasley boys devoured. "So what's this party we're going to?" You asked the twins.

"It's one of the order parties but it should be fun." Fred began.

"And if we hate it, it's in central London so we can jump ship." George added.

"And we'll still see the muggle fireworks from there." Fred finished their joint sentence.

"But isn't everyone in the order like 50 now, I want a new years kiss." You complained

"I'm here." George quickly interrupted.

"I'm the hotter twin and I'm here too." Fred took over.

"See you have two options!"George said with a laugh.

"Three we all know dear Percy would kill for a kiss from you." Fred almost whispered so no one else in the family would hear.

"I don't want to kiss him, or you, or you." You said laughing and pushing them away in a friendly way.

"No you want to kiss your teacher." They both said simultaneously making your face go red.

"Shut up. I prefer people my age."

"Don't lie to us the only person our age you want to snog is Sebastian and he's mostly a rebound for your profesor."

"What did you get him for Christmas?"

"It doesn't matter besides he hasn't spoken to me since Christmas."

"But he wrote to you."

"Just to thank me."

"He still thought of you."

"We've gone off topic so who's gonna be at this party or did I waste my new years by agreeing to this?" You bought the conversation back.

"We promise there will be people you'll want to kiss there, you'll have fun."

"We're sure of it."

"Only thing...."

"'Mum is coming."

"WHAT? This is going to be so lame, a party with your parents?"

"Don't worry, we'll still have fun." He said handing you a shot to drink and all three of you necked it down. You got changed and ready to go out, suddenly you were all looking a lot more like you were going to party, the boys wolf whistled you when you joined them in the living room. By this point nearly the whole family was downstairs including Hermione who was also invited as Harry and Ron were going. When you walked into the room Percy's face seemed to go red, you felt bad as you knew his feelings for you but you just simply didn't feel the same about him. You relaxed in the living room for a bit before all of you traveled to the house the party was taking place at.

It was 12 Grimmauld Place. The home of the Blacks. Sirius Black was the only one left living there however he used the house to throw very extravagant parties, that's what Percy told you anyway. When you arrived it was quite littered with people already, and there was a mix of people older and younger, you spent time with the twins at first as you were a bit shy to start talking to so many strangers. As soon as the alcohol started to get to your head you became a lot more social with everyone around, one of your most interesting conversations was with the host Sirius Black who you clicked with immediately, you ended up in quite a discussion about the London firework display and he promised you could go up to the roof for the fireworks at midnight. You were quite enjoying yourself when you noticed Sirius hugging a man who was apologising for arriving late, he was taking his jacket off when you caught a glimpse of him. Remus J Lupin. He was wearing corduroy trousers, a nice clean fresh Oxford shirt that was a pale blue with a dark vest over it and a long black trench coat. You felt the temperature of the room go up and you needed a distraction so you jumped into a conversation with the twins. "Our teacher is here." You stated to them.

"Your teacher more like." Fred stated with a grin on his face as him and George shared a look.

"You knew." You pointed a finger at them both.

"He's in the order." George explained.

"Close friends with Black. And our parents." Fred finished.

"We didn't know for sure if he would come." They both said in response to your upset face.

"He hasn't replied to my letter." You said quietly.

"Well now you can talk in person." Fred said. You could see Remus but he wasn't looking at you, he was happy, he looked a bit tired but not more than usual, he seemed in his element hugging people hello and chatting with them. After about twenty minutes you both noticed each other he gave you a slight wave from across the room and you waved back while speaking to Hermione. The next hour and a half you spent stealing glances at each other from across the room but not talking even when you stood right next to each other, it felt like an unspoken rule. It was hurting you to watch him talk to an attractive girl from the order and laugh with her, a whole body laugh. You felt jealous, and upset that he didn't even acknowledge you past a small wave.

It was only when you were outside having a smoke with Fred that you finally spoke to Lupin. He was the one who started the conversation, you heard him say "No, no, no. I can't believe that you haven't heard of The Stooges, hold on, Y/N have you heard of the Stooges" he interrupted your conversation but you didn't mind.

"Of course, arguably they were the first punk rock band." You said with a small smile, eyeing the girl he was taking to in a judgmental way.

"Thank you!" Remus said to everyone before turning around to face you. "Hello by the way." He has a gently smile.

"Hi professor, I saw you earlier but didn't want to interrupt." You said hugging him hello, he already smelt like he's drank quite a bit as did you.

"You should've." He said gently in a hush tone, eyes quickly flicking down to your lips then back to your eyes, his breath really smelt like fire whiskey.

"You look nice." You replied.

"I was going to say the same about you." The small smile growing on his lips as his eyes scanned your body.

"Who are you so dressed up for?" You pried hoping the answer doesn't hurt you.

"Sirius." He said in a stern tone and continued once he saw the puzzled look on your face. "He said he was going to hex me if I showed up in the same clothes I wear every day. I don't know if you've met him yet but I believe he genuinely would have."

"I have and I agree, I think you're a wise man." You said with a laugh.

"How was Christmas?" He asked changing the topic.

"You know same, same. Spent most of the time working. What about yours?" You said putting your hands in your pockets awkwardly. When you spoke to him it's like the whole world blurred, like no one else was around you even through your were standing outside the house on a street in central London.

"Christ Y/N, I'm sorry I didn't write back." He simply answered.

"It's okay, I'm sure you were busy." You said hiding your disappointment.

"No, no I wasn't." He said with his own frown on his face. "After Christmas there was a full moon and I was knackered, once I regained energy I had so much to do and I didn't dedicate time to writing back, when I could've, I should've and I'm so sorry." He was leaning on the wall for support as if his guilt was weighing him down.

"How's the cottage?"

"It's cosy, I've been fixing things in it, Hogwarts has meant it stands empty with no one looking after it, so things have broken in my absence." He explained.

"I wish you had time to write while you were there, I had so many questions." You said instead of saying you missed him.

"Have you seen Sebastian Sallow over half term?"

"What?" You shot back in confusion.

"Just wandering as you two are close."

"Not that close." You felt weird about his question, his facial expression was hard to read.

"Fair enough." He replied after a moment of awkward silence.

"Why do you ask?" You pushed.

"Because I thought you two were slowly growing into a relationship, you know I just want the best for you." He didn't make eye contact with you.

"What's the best for me?" You questioned.

"It's not me." He said with an intense stare into your eyes.

"So you don't want me to be with you?" You asked swallowing hard from the anxiety.

"Correct." He answered his body inching closer to you.

"But do you want to be with me?" He looked down at his empty glass after you asked him this.

"What was work like?" He asked changing the topic.

"Answer my question." You pushed.

"Answer mine."

"I asked first."

"Y/N... let's change the subject before one of us gets hurt, let's not ruin new years." He said sounding defeated as he finished the sentence you heard the front door open and saw Sirius there with two drinks in his hand.

"Remus! There you are, I made you a drink." He said in a jolly voice. "Y/N, do you want one too?" He said while handing a drink to Remus.

"It's fine I can go get it myself." You said finishing this the perfect opportunity to leave this conversation with Remus.

"Beautiful, let me show you the main reason why being a magic is the greatest thing ever." Sirius said clicking his fingers and your glass refilled itself. Remus just laughed as if this was an old trick.

"How?" You asked in shock.

"Dear old Sirius has enchanted all the glass to be self re-filling because he's too lazy to stand up and pour himself a drink."

"I didn't know this was possible." You expressed.

"It's a dangerous trick." Remus explained.

"As if you don't love it Moony." Sirius said and you have a puzzled look to the nickname but didn't ask more questions. "Now it looks like you two were having a meaningful chat I don't mean to interrupt."

"You're not, I was just about to head inside." You said.

"Sure you were." Sirius said with a wink. "Enjoy the drink moony, let me know how it tastes later!" Sirius said with a wink at Remus and head tilting to you before he left, luckily for Remus you didn't see this. A moment of silence fell upon both of you again before Remus cleared his throat. "You know all the glasses in my office have this enchantment." He said sitting down on the front door steps.

"Liar, why do you always stand up and make cups of tea if they can refill themselves?"

"I find there's something romantic about doing things the proper way, taking a moment to brew a tea and pour it. It feels like it's the right way to do it. When I'm alone I don't bother to do all the mundane but I like to do it with you." He took last sip of the cocktail he managed to already finish and you watched it magically refill itself.

"So I'm guessing you and Sirius are close?" You asked.

"How'd you guess?"

"He called you moony."

"He's my best friend from school, there's not many of us left after the war." Remus began.

"What do you mean us?"

"My friends from school and I used to call ourselves the Marauders."

"That's so lame." You laughed and he had a nostalgic smile on his face.

"I know. But we were proud of it, we were unstoppable, a force to be reckoned with. We used to preform some pranks that created new rules in Hogwarts."

"Not that pillar of morality I thought you were Professor." You winked at him and he laughed.

"Maybe not." His eyes were glued to your lips.

"So what happened?" You asked and his eyes went down to the floor, he cleared his throat and took a sip of his drink.

"We all grew up but not all of us got to grow old. You see straight after school James and Lilly got married, it was a beautiful day. Not long after Harry was born, we felt like we were on top of the world when we were leaving Hogwarts. But the wizarding war kept getting worse, I struggled for work with my condition so I focused mainly on the order, James and Sirius helped me a lot especially with money, I wouldn't have a home without them. We spent most of our days as part of the Order of the Phoenix, and we were proud, we felt like our little group was part of something special. Then the day when Peter betrayed James and Lilly came, and well you know how the story of that day goes." He said his voice breaking a bit a small tear forming in his eye. "After that day the world rejoiced, war was over, he was gone, but he took James and Lilly with them. Peter, the snitch, sold them out. It was just Sirius and I left." You placed you hand on his knee to comfort him.

"I'm sorry-"

"It's okay. I was hurt that day and I was stupid, I distanced myself from Sirius, and from everyone. I saw the world as cruel, I really treated myself like a victim, felt sorry for myself. Sirius, he saved me. Every full moon he would come to the cottage and make sure I was okay, it was only after a year that I found out when he fell asleep and when I was back to my human form he was still around. He explained he'd come in secret every month just to check in on me. He made me realise the world wasn't so cruel after all." Remus glanced back at the house behind him.

You got a glimpse at a new part of Remus, the Remus who lost friends, the Remus who used to be a boy surrounded by everyone he loved, and you understood why now being in Hogwarts he was so much more lonely than ever before. "It's funny when I met you it felt like meeting the marauders for the first time. If only you were around when I was your age, I think I would've- doesn't matter. I'm sorry for dropping my sob story on you like that." Remus said with a heavy breath.

"Moony I love to hear about your past, Sirius sounds very special... I'm glad you have him."

"I love that boy." He said honestly. "He's my brother for life." He said looking back at the house once again. A calm quiet fell upon you both before you took your cigarette tin out of your pocket, you offered one to Remus and he took it "nice tin." He said with a wink. "Where'd you get it?" He asked while you tried to light your cigarette with your lighter, he lit his with magic obviously.

"This guy got me it, I really thought he liked me because it's so special but I realise now he's just kindhearted and cares about people. It's still one of my favourite gifts though."

"What says those are mutually exclusive?" He questioned while you struggled to light your cigarette as your lighter didn't want to work.

"Can you light it for me?" You asked him gently turning around to him.

"Sure, come here." He motioned for you to get closer to him. And you shifted towards him. "Closer." He instructed. You were confused but listened, you were now inches away from him, his cigarette was in his mouth and yours was in your hand. "Put it in your mouth." He said through the cigarette. "Now come here I'll light it for you." He said quietly. So you leaned in and he lit the cigarette with the one in his mouth, your body felt like it was burning, you could smell the alcohol, you could smell him. Chocolate, cigarettes and an undertone of firewood. He placed a hand on your face to stabilise you and you felt that your cigarette was lit. You pulled away from each other and you took a drag with a shaky breath after the moment you just shared.

You felt his hand grab your chin again and turn your face back to his, his cigarette wasn't in his mouth this time, he began to lean in. "Tell me if you want me to stop." He whispered and your heart raced as you leaned into him and your lips crashed. The kiss was full of lust and longing. He had completely dropped his cigarette as both his hands were now on your face, you dropped yours and raised your hands to touch him. You felt him swoop your whole body to the side and you were suddenly straddling him on the stairs of the house. You felt him, you felt how much he wanted you, you began to slowly grind on him to tease him. His hands began to go up and down your back as you continued to make out, your hands went through his hair, something you wanted to do for a very long time. And then you heard it, the fireworks.

Remus pulled away first, shaken back into reality, you both looked into each others eyes for a few seconds. Silence. The look of complete fear and lust in both your eyes as reality crashed back in. "Happy new year dear." He said quietly.

"Happy new year Moony." Your replied and he gently kissed you on the lips with love rather than lust this time. He slowly moved you off him and stood up, reaching out a hand towards you to help you stand up. "Let's head up to the roof, the view of the fireworks is beautiful up there." He said and you gave him a sad look.

"I'm happy to miss it." You almost whispered.

"We can't. Come on." He said reaching his hand out for you to hold and you followed him holding his hand while walking up the stairs and questioning which part he was referring to with "we can't". You headed back inside and as you passed the mirrors on the stairs Remus fixed his hair, he let go of your hand and you walked side by side upstairs entering the roof quietly. Once upstairs he squeezed your shoulder and walked away from you, he started making the rounds while telling people happy new year starting from some members of the order, moving onto the Weasleys and so on. You just stood there watching him. "Happy new year Y/N. We were looking for you." Fred said. "Are you okay?" He said looking at your confused expression.

"I just kissed our teacher." You said quietly. And Fred laughed and George groaned. "Pay up." Fred said to George and they exchanged money.

"You guys bet on this? You bought me here and you bet on it?" You asked slightly annoyed but also amused.

"Only when I left you outside with him." Fred said defensively. "How do you feel?" George asked. "Relived?" Fred added.

"Horny and confused."

"Poor Percy was looking for you, wanted you to be his new years kiss, he won't be happy to find out." George added.

"No one can know." You said sternly.

"Y/N, your secret is safe with us." George said.

"However we will make fun of you for this." Fred stated.

"Constantly." George added.

"Looks Y/N is not paying attention to us." Fred pointed out as you were starring at Remus and Sirius whispering to each other and Sirius glancing over at you.

"We've lost her, next thing you know she'll be married, she won't speak to us. No time for us." Fred joked. As you continued to watch Remus, who now glanced at you, said bye to Sirius and began to walk over in your direction.

"He's coming over what should I do?" You asked in panic.

"You were the one snogging him, not us." They both said.

"Shut up." You replied and Remus was now close enough to hear. The boys turned around and smiled at him with big grins. "Happy new year professor." The both said.

"Happy new year." He replied gently. "Happy new year Y/N." He said to you pretending as if nothing happened.

"Wait so you didn't even say happy new year to each other?" Fred asked and both you and George slapped him to shut him up.

"I should've known. Sirius also knows." He said he's gesturing behind him to a smiling Sirius who waved at you as soon as you looked over at him.

"Obviously." You said with a gentle smile.

"Do you boys mind if I have a word with Y/N?" Remus asked politely.

"Just don't-" Fred began.

"Fred." You and George said in unison. "Alright nice to see you prof!" Fred said laughing and walking away.

Remus lead you off the roof and down the stairs towards one of the rooms. You didn't ask any questions. He pulled you into a room and you straight away began to make out. You explored each others lips before between kissed Remus began to speak "Let's get one thing straight, this can't happen." He then kissed you again and you tried to push out a "yes" between the kisses. "And no one can find out about this." You nodded and he leaned back in to continue. "And if anyone knew you could get expelled and I could lose my job."

"Yes professor."

"Don't. I go crazy when you call me that." He said biting your lip as he kissed you this time and moving his hands around your whole body. "Now tell me if you want me to leave this room and pretend nothing happened, tell me now and I'll leave and we'll go back to just being professional." He said looking deep into your eyes and you shook your head and leaned in to kiss him. "Good." He whispered before kissing you back, after a moment you moved your hands to his belt and began to unbuckle it. "Not so quickly my dear." He whispered in your ear. "What we're going to do is leave this room, you're going to be a good girl and mingle with your friends, while I make the rounds talking to mine. Then when it's late and everyone is saying goodbye you meet me. That way we don't raise any suspicion about both being gone all night." He explained and you nodded. "Good." He said and he kissed your lips gently before leaving the room. You stood in the dark room alone trying to process everything. After a moment you left the room and continued upstairs, on the stairs you a ran into Percy. "Y/N!" He said cheerfully. "Where have you been all evening?" He asked.

"Oh I've been floating around." You replied trying to keep it vague.

"I was searching for you." He stated.

"It's a big house." You simply replied.

"Why did you leave with professor Lupin after new years?"

"Why are you watching my every move?" You felt like your privacy was invaded.

"We're friends Y/N, I feel like this year you've been running around befriending Slytherins and doing tutoring every day we've barely seen each other." He complained.

"You're exaggerating, besides you're the one who always pushed for me to study more, now I am and you're complaining." You were getting annoyed.

"Are you and the Slytherin boy dating? Is that why you've been avoiding me?" He asked a bit too aggressively.

"Percy. Your jealousy is showing, please go home, go the bed, we'll talk tomorrow." You walked past him towards the roof, he tried to continue the conversation but you didn't turn around to reply.

Upstairs you saw Remus chatting to small group of people, he looked so handsome. You started getting involved in your own conversations however you couldn't resist to look over at Remus constantly, and he kept looking over at you. Each time he would smile, sometimes he'd lightly wink. When Molly and Arthur Weasley were leaving you and the twins said you'll come home later in the evening and they trusted you and left you behind. Finally there was very few people left behind and Remus approached you and the twins as you relaxed in the living room. "Sorry to interrupt." He began not taking his eyes off you as he scanned your body, licking his lips.

"Please do." Fred said with a grin.

"Excuse us profesor." George said pulling Fred away.

"Has anyone given you a tour of the house dear?" Remus asked you with his hands on his pockets while looking down towards you. You shook your head and he simply reached a hand out to you to help you up. He began giving you a tour from the bottom of the house towards upstairs, there were still people in the house but very few as it was nearing 4am and most people had traveled home by now. He led you all the way up before he stopped at a room. "And here is my room." He said.

"Your room?" You questioned.

"Well technically the guest room but since it's just Sirius who lives here this room has become my room, I stay here whenever I'm in London." It was mostly a simply decorated room but the small pile of books on the side table made it obvious that Remus stayed here often.

"What have you been reading?" You said picking up the top book as Remus came up behind you putting his arms around you and kissing your neck.

"Does it matter right now?" He whispered in your ear pulling you against him.

"I don't think so." You said as he turned you around to look at him.

"You drive me crazy girl." He leaned in to kiss you. "Do you want to know how crazy?" He asked and you nodded. That's when he grabbed your hand and put it against his crotch, you could feel how huge his cock was in that very moment. "Holy shit." You whispered as a genuine reaction not thinking about what's leaving your lips. Remus smiled and chuckled slightly. "Don't worry, I'll go slow." He whispered and you almost melted into his kiss. After a moment of kissing he gently pushed you against the wall where he pulled your top off and your trousers. He began kissing you from your neck down your body getting on his knees in front of you as he kissed your legs and bit your thong. "I have thought about this moment from the first time I met you. You're more beautiful than I imagined." He said before standing up and kissing you on the lips again and you ran your hands through his hair. He picked you up and lay you down on his bed as he climbed up above you leaning down and kissing you. You reached up to unbutton his shirt and he stopped your hands for a moment.

"I just want to warn you, I have scares." He said, his voice had a twang of anxiety behind it.

"I don't care." You breathed out.

"You don't understand they're bad, I can keep my shirt on."

"Remus don't be ridiculous." You said unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his chest, his scars were deep, layering on top of each other some older than others. You began to trace them with your finger as Remus watched your expression, you then leaned in to kiss his scars. He put a hand under your chin and went back to kiss you as he unbuckled his trousers slipping them off while keeping his lips on yours. He once again moved down to your underwear taking them off with his mouth as he kissed you all the way back up to your lips. "I'm going to go slow but if anything hurts tell me okay?" He confirmed and you nodded. "Dear I need you to use your words for me."

"Yes Professor." You said and it felt like his eyes darkened a little as he slowly slid into you. You could feel how large he was as began to slowly move in and out. As soon as he saw you feel comfortable he began to up the pass, kissing your neck and starting to suck and lick it as you moaned under him. "You're so beautiful." He whispered in your ear as he kissed you.

"Remus you feel amazing." You said as he picked up the pace and moaned in your ear. He held your hands above your head with one hand and kept himself up above you with the other. The kissing turned into bites with kisses as your hearts raced. "Remus I'm close." You moaned out as he was bitting your nipples and still holding your hands above your head. "I want to feel you cum for me." He said as he kissed your lips again and you moaned out in bliss. You felt him fill you right after. As soon as he pulled out he leaned in to kiss you and you kissed him back. "Happy new year." He whispered as he lay down next to you pulling you in your hug him, you skin touching his skin. "Happy new year Remus." You whispered back tracing his scars with your finger and closing your eyes as he lightly kissed the top of your head.

A/N: AHHHHHH finally! Now I can tell you this chapter was the idea that sparked everything, it was the idea of them sitting on those bloody steps and him lighting her cigarette with his own that made me want to write all this. Don't worry it's not over yet, we're only just beginning the story I hope you carry on reading a lot as there's loads more to come as they navigate this situation. Hope you like it!

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fountainpenguin · 16 days

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tl;dr For 'Fic Followers:

In the upcoming weeks / months, I'm going to be posting for maybe 3 to 4 fandoms at a time.

If you are subscribed to me on AO3 and would like to avoid emails for fandoms you don't care about, I have a post HERE that tells you exactly which series you can follow to get all the updates for the fandom of your choice :)

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Updates

I recently discovered you're allowed to put essays/meta on AO3, so I think I'm going to copy the five big species overviews from @riddledeep over to an AO3 document sometime soon.

iirc, they're like 20k words apiece, which isn't allowed with the current Tumblr editor, and I've had those posts flagged a couple times for having my body reference images in them (even though they're blobby bodies that don't depict anything), so I do get nervous about losing them and in the past, I wasn't able to edit without them getting flagged, so it would be nice to have a back-up place for them in case they ever get shut down.

I'll probably make another piece for "7 Billion Years in 15,000 words" just because I feel that also qualifies as essay form and it's a piece I really like, and I could probably add Fae Magic as an essay as well.

I think everything else will stay on the sideblog - The sideblog is mostly character profiles, family trees, maps, and the episode timeline and would not qualify as AO3 legality in my mind - but I think these things would be okay and now you know 👍

These posts will still be on the sideblog, just copied

Right now I'm wrapping up One and a Half Birds- 12 of 15 chapters up, draft complete and they post every Friday. My plan is to post the last 2 chapters of Criminal Experience on Fridays after this (They're fully outlined but not finished yet) since Friday was always its update day.

After that, I think I'll post these FOP essays as a cue to my AO3 followers that Friday is being phased out as an MCYT 'fic day in favor of FOP stuff (with Sunday as the new secondary MCYT 'fic day).

For years, I've balanced on that razor edge of knowing my writing has improved a lot lately and that I'd love to tidy up Origin and Knots so they present the lore better and fit my current writing style (which I think is cleaner), but that's a dangerous road to go down, so I've kept moving forward instead.

That's also why I've tried not to get sucked back into the sideblog, as I just really want to wrap Origin and Knots up. Bit of a wake-up call for me when I realized I think when Dog's Life goes on hiatus in a few weeks, it will have outpaced the wordcount of Knots which I started in 2017, wheeze...

I look at Origin and Knots and see them as things we're only 3/5 or halfway done with and it's scary to me considering how much very important stuff I'm balancing (i.e. upcoming Anti-Cosmo and Anti-Wanda relationship pay-off after a very long slow burn; I wrote their first romantic scenes back in 2016) and I hope I do a good job conveying everything right.

Definitely have to grit my teeth and remind myself that "done is better than perfect," though, as I just am never satisfied with it- I had to scrap a lot of things I was excited for because of new story directions, but I think I've pulled everything back together, and I'll be excited to share what I have coming up.

tl;dr - I do love this lore, and as far as I can tell, these long posts would qualify as meta essays and be legal, and that definitely makes me feel safer considering how many times my 20k-word Anti-Fairy culture post got flagged despite the bodies being blue and green, wheeze...

And I've always wanted to write an essay about Lexiconian vs. Hexagonian culture, so I might do that as well, and I'm almost done with my 60k+-word piece about the lore in my MCYT 'fics, so I'm very excited to share :)

Lastly, while this is not lore or an essay, I'd like to copy some or all of my Total Drama 'fics from FFN to AO3, as I discussed in the beginning of the year. I'm thinking I might start moving them in June for Life of a Loser's 11th anniversary.

This 'fic had shorter chapters than what I have now and will probably be updated every few days (Maybe a Mon-Wed-Fri schedule?), which can lead to many emails. So, if you want to limit emails, check THIS post to find out which series to follow for the content you want :)

Closing Note - I have maybe 2 'fics that already have "Here are the series you can follow if you only want updates for this fandom's content" notes in the end notes.

I think I'm going to do a big sweep of all my stuff and make consistent end notes for all pieces. We shall see!

Anyway, thank you!

#Fairly OddParents #FOP #FAIRIES!#ridwriting #?? not going to tag the other fandoms #Btw heads up - I'll probably reblog this post again Saturday or Sunday so people see it

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dyrewrites · 20 days

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WiP Titles Tag

@owlsandwich wants me to suffer, I guess (I kid). ^.-

Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it!

Let's spread the suffering! @stesierra @rmgrey-author and @pb-dot -- what you got hiding in your folders? =P

I have folders for what things are, so we'll arrange by that.

And, to keep it less ridiculous--because this is already so long--I'll only share ones with actual bits written...instead of all the ideas and notes and random dialogue. It needs some prose in there or it won't count.

Also I am just sharing snippets, because it is easier than trying to explain what they are for me. >.>

Shorts -- Horror

I have 6-7 of these planned out but just the one started

The Roommate

I'm starving. It's been a week now since you went shopping, since you made a meal, and there's nothing to eat. Nothing to sup or chew or even gnaw. And I see you, every day I see you, in this deafening quiet that used to be our home. You leave our bedroom, eyes forward, steps stiff and dig in a closet by the kitchen. Rope then in hand, you check the front door but you don't open it. On your way back to the room you turn on every light. They're blinding, crackling, begging to burn out and still you leave them on.

Novellas

Rite of the Dinfa -- Mar Sidestory -- dark fantasy/romance

One of four planned sides-tories for the Children of Mar series.

Ophmit is the name we were instructed to use for our Cardinal. An Imaryn name, but not one given by family. It was one she had earned through lust and sacrifice, as one of us soon would, and I wondered then of names. As the lights wore and the Glaer crashed upon our caves, slaking the thirst of the Teeth we crowded in, I lost my focus to that wonder. What power must rest in names, that we clutch some so close and toss others as freely as stones into the sea? Her tale burned brighter; brighter and hotter than the fire that stung our nostrils and squinted our eyes. It wetted us deeper than the sea-licked air and drew us - every one - into the dance of her shadow.

Children's

Mr. Friendly

Did I do it wrong? The shadow wondered, from the quiet darkness of the closet, it’s three little taps first, then again, then three more, and then quicker ones, right?…or was it slower ones? Was I not s’posed to tap the door after? He had tried this before, many times in fact, more than he could count–maybe more than anyone could–and it always ended the same. No matter which way he did it, no matter how many patterns he tried, they ran away.

Standalone Novels

Before Deluca -- vampire romance //tie-in to Bloodhound Series

Yet we are discussing the night before 1700 began, when my future sauntered off one of those ships. Whether I wanted it, asked for it, agreed to it…well, that was as unclear then as it is now. But his presence heralded magnificent, insurmountable change. Ethereal, that presence, there exists no other word. He glowed in the light, near pearlescent skin a mesmerizing contrast to the bronze complexions I was accustomed to. Never mind the litheness of his figure, the feline grace in every twist and curve as he walked the dock. I couldn't look away; in fact I shifted to chase him, sliding my hands along the railing to keep him in my sights. He sang to me, all of him sang, and I ached to dance to that melody...

Ruddy Cheeks -- mystery/thriller

It was warm, balmy and bright that summer. The sort of weather that itches, that burns redhot on any bare scrap of skin not slathered in sunscreen. An average summer for the land without seasons. The city of sun and sea, of transplanted palm trees and overreaching cartoon mice… And it was during that painfully average summer that Lexi died. Her heart continued to beat after, her blood pumped, her neruons fired and she even reacted to outside stimulae. She smiled, she laughed, when appropriate, when expected. But, despite her best efforts, Lexi wasn't alive and, as she stared into the too-clean mirror of her bathroom at the emptiness overtaking her eyes, she worried. No, she concluded, with absolute certainty; she never would be again.

Gravedust -- horror/mystery/comedy

They say that, in my line of work, there are no accidents. That is true. There are eons of intent and planning. You have to make it look like an accident, however, or the critters start to get suspicious. Natural disasters are the easiest, of course, but you try getting all of that chaos to line up in just the right way every time you need it to. The second best are crashes; whether plane, train, ship or automobile. A crash is hard to top, plenty of shades available to paint the scene you want without drawing any attention. These divisions are considered menial labor, any fresh bag of bones off the rack can handle faulty brakes and an icy road.

Series Novels

Children of Mar -- dark fantasy/horror -- quadrilogy

I only have the first one, which is essentially finished, only notes written for the other three but including them anyway

Weald and Wen

The Nothing screamed. Its hollow wail pierced the disquieting gray and cyan of the Darklands. Fyrni lands, Loahl's lands...and he heard it, loud and dreadful through the stillness and prayed to the Lady that the younglings did not. With their ears twitched tall on their youth-rounded heads, his younglings scrambled behind him, eyes alight in vibrant blues. Blues that should have been yellow, burning with the fiery tether of their shadows...but those shadows were lost.

Wake and Glare

Flicker and Din

Heart and Breath

Tales of Morne -- urban fantasy/absurdist -- trilogy

Pale Blood

Opinions held for good reason—as far as he was considered—as he’d been kissing their asses and doing whatever was asked of him since he fucked up and fell from the grace of Upper Dolor’s majestic towers. A fall those crusty old relics wouldn’t let him forget. Jealous fucks the lot of ‘em, he’d remind himself whenever their teeth sunk too deep, or their words cut too wide, can’t stand that I can do what their ancient asses can’t. And he was right, in a way.

Light Thieves

That fancy little auto may have been much smaller and faster than ours, but it was getting awfully close…with no signs of losing interest. “And whose fault is this?” Delilah asked–more sneered, but who could blame her. I didn’t need to answer, and she would’ve clocked me if I tried…but it was my fault. I couldn't help it! We had jars upon jars of the shine and there was no time when we grabbed it to really look. So, as soon as we were free of the transport, and free of the drones, I looked. A peek, really! Worth it, if you asked me–and someone would, later, probably with knuckles involved. But I didn’t care.

Wish

One by one the street lamps flickered and went dark. The roar and hum of the vehicles on the street faded, the birds ended their nightly songs with sudden and uncomfortable silence. She was alone. Well, that was nothing new really - but alone in a few blocks of parking lot with no lights and no sound was certainly new. Waiting for her sight to adjust to the lack of a light source, she stood completely still. Eyes sliding back and forth, scanning the area - what did she expect to find? Monsters, surely. What else would cause such a scene just for her. What else could. "What else indeed." The voice was close, familiar too.

Chronicles of Ash -- urban fantasy/mystery

Notes in the Undersong

only one I have anything for, but I know it's going to be a series...

The blood dried up, but not before that soft round face—that was surely something to look at when it was flesh and bone instead of dripping ectoplasm—poked out of the wall in front of me with its tongue out. “You're no fun when you're workin’,” she whined, echoing voice vibrating a bit too loud. “And you've never been any, what's your point?” Bit harsh, I'll admit, but she ruined three potions and half a grand of materials. I had a right. The pout did hit me though, a tad, but I could bring her some cat bones later, and add a feline to my ever-expanding menagerie of spooks. She'd love that.

Bloodhound -- urban fantasy/mystery

Another one that'll be a series, but I only have a scene in the first book so far

But, at the moment, with the sun rising—throbbing its heat in time to his veins—Deluca was more concerned with getting home before his daughter woke for school. While she was old enough to make her own way there, she would smell the man on him—werewolf senses were something one never got used to—and deride him for it. Her list of ‘things to shove in Dad’s face when I want something’ was long enough… He had to get home and shower before she had the chance to add to it.

#writeblr #snippet #tag games #wip folder game #i have so much to do #and so many more than shown here T^T #someone shut off the brain

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crowhyun · 2 years

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The First Day of Christmas

beomgyu x reader fluff

AN: This is the first part of the “12 Days of Christmas” series that I wrote (and still haven’t finished writing) during the christmas season last year. Now, I’m reposting each one for everyone to enjoy!

words: 2.7k

warnings: nothing rlly, just rlly rlly fluffy goodness bcs we all need that every once and a while. there’s just a hint of suggestiveness near the end, though.

7:00 AM

You woke up to the sound of "All I Want for Christmas is You" blasting throughout your house. You furrowed your brows, grabbing at your sheets as you lifted your head towards your open bedroom door. Squinting your eyes, you were greeted by a wide awake Beomgyu, who was dancing with a big smile on his face.

"Wake up! It's Christmas morning!" He all but yelled.

"Mmph." You groaned, your head falling back on your pillow and your eyes closing. You heard Beomgyu's footsteps come closer before you felt a heavy weight right on top of you.

"Wake up, (Y/N)." He said. "You promised that we'd start the Christmas festivities early."

"Hm. What time is it?" You mumbled.

"Around 7." He said.

"Wha- is that not too early?" You asked, opening your eyes and looking at him with a frown.

"Nope!" He smiled. "Help me cook breakfast, I might burn the house down!"

"I can help you if you get off me." You said. "I have to pee."

"Okay, I'll wait for you!" He said with a large smile, getting off of you. You chuckled at his excitement, getting out of bed and dragging yourself to the bathroom. You knew that the Christmas excitement was going to hit soon after your grogginess went away, and then you'd be able to share Beomgyu's excitement.

After using the bathroom, you brushed your teeth and washed your face awake. The moment you walked out of the bathroom, you bumped into Beomgyu with a yelp. You were about to nag at him before you saw what the he held on his hands.

"Matching ugly sweaters!" He cheered. The sweaters were both green with christmas trees on it, sparkly pom-poms being the ornaments. "We can take cute pictures together with these on! And we can pair them with christmas hats!"

Beomgyu stood in excitement as he watched you put it on, the fabric scratchy, but tolerable.

"Aren't you just the cutest?" He fanboyed, kissing you on the cheek.

"Of course I am." You smiled. "What were we going to cook for breakfast, again?"

7:30 AM

You placed the chocolate chips in the pancake batter, unknown to Beomgyu. He was too occupied with making the hot chocolate and home made marshmallows.

"You got it, baby?" You asked him, looking over to see if all was going well.

"Yeah, the marshmallows are surprisingly easy to make." He said. "I'll make them into little heart shapes. Ask me why. Go on, ask me why."

"Why?" You rolled your eyes.

"Because it represents my love for you."

"Oh, how sweet." You giggled, half sarcastically, half not. You brought the pancakes batter to the hot pot on the stove. Just like Beomgyu decided to make the marshmallows into hearts, you decided to make the pancakes into hearts. You smiled at your work, so far, as you poured the pancake batter into the molds.

"Ah, look at that." Beomgyu said, approaching behind me. "You little copy-cat."

"Oh, shush, I thought it would be cute." You shrugged.

"You're cute." He smiled, eyeing your reaction, which was just an eyeroll.

"That hot chocolate better be good." You said.

"It'll be perfect, don't worry." He said. You felt his hand on your jaw, turning your head to his. You took your eyes off of the cooking pancakes for a second, him giving you a soft kiss.

"H-hey, don't distract me..." You said, feeling butterflies in your stomach. He just laughed, turning back to what he was doing before. You smiled to yourself, flipping the pancakes. "Gyu, did you notice the chocolate chips in the pancakes?"

"Oh?" He turned back, looking at the pancakes.

"They taste really good this way." You said.

"I bet they do." He said. "You make everything perfect."

8:00 AM

The both of you only sat down to eat after taking numerous pictures of your breakfast. The pancakes were perfect hearts, some a little wonky, but they tasted good nonetheless, especially paired with the strawberries and hot chocolate.

"It's time to open presents, now!" Beomgyu said, slipping over to the large Christmas tree that was heavily decorated. Beomgyu and you had even created your own ornaments to decorate the tree with, pictures ranging from beautiful to funny on the tree. There weren't many presents under the tree, but that didn't matter.

"You open a present, first." You said, handing him a green wrapped present with a white sparkling bow on the top. It was so hard to buy presents for people in general, but it was harder for men, for some reason.

"Oooh, what could it be?" He smiled brightly, wiggling in excitement.

"Don't expect too much..." You said, feeling a bit nervous. He started to rip it open, the paper falling from the box, revealing a shoe box with the nike logo on it.

"Wait a minute...wait a minute!" Beomgyu exclaimed. "Before I open this...it's what i'm thinking it is, right?"

"I can't tell you that, just open it, Gyu." You chuckled, nudging his arm. He bit his lip, placing his hand to where he could open the box slowly. At the full reveal, he yelled out, "Ha! You remembered! The Jordan MA2's!"

"Do you like it?" You asked him, still feeling a bit nervous.

"Do I like it? I love it!" He took the shoe out of the box, holding it up and admiring it. He then brought it up to his nose, sniffing the new shoe smell. You gave him a weird look, it changing to a smile when he engulfed you into a big bear hug. "Thank you, baby!" He shook you in his arms, then parted from you. "I'll wear these on our next date."

"Well, I'm glad you like it." You chuckled.

"This one is your present." He said, putting the shoebox to the side, and reaching for a small box. "Don't worry about the size, it's nicer than it seems."

You giggled in excitement, taking the box from him. "You know I don't care about size or expense, Gyu. I would be happy without a present, anyways."

"That's a lie."

"You might be right." You said, then shrugged it off, unwrapping the small box, revealing a jewelry box. "Is it a necklace?" You gasped, looking at the Tiffany & co. label. "Tiffany & Co.? That's expensive!"

"Don't worry about that! Just open it!"

You opened the velvety textured box, revealing a pearl necklace, the pearls small and elegant. It was almost like something you'd see the beautiful lead actress in a 40s movie wear. "Oh my gosh...this is so pretty, Beomgyu!" Your eyes widened, watching as the christmas tree lights reflected off of the pearls.

"I thought it would really fit you." He said. "They're just as beautiful as you."

"Can you put it on me, please?" You asked him.

"Of course." He said, taking the necklace from you. You turned yourself around on the couch, Beomgyu wrapping the necklace around your neck, and moving your hair out of the way, so he could latch it up in the back. The necklace sat lightly, right under your collarbones. You turned back around to face Beomgyu.

"How does it look?" You asked him. You saw the softness in his eyes as he looked at you, the pearl necklace only enhancing your beauty. "I bet it would look better with a nice dress and better hair."

"It looks perfect on you right now." He said, gently touching the necklace.

"Thank you." You said, getting a bit bashful. "Ah, the last present-" You reached down to get the last one. "It's more for both of us, though." You handed it to him.

"Is it...matching clothes?" He asked, the softness of the present giving it away.

"What's with you and guessing it when you could literally open it right now?" You frowned. He just laughed, ripping open the present. He pulled out two red outfits, both of them resembling Mr. and Mrs.Claus' signature outfits.

"Wah, it looks like you finally came around to willing matching outfits with me." Beomgyu said with a smile. "It really is a merry christmas after all." He wiped a fake tear.

"Ah, shush, I never hated it in the first place." You chuckled. "We can take pictures in these, and fill some of the empty frames we have."

"You're gonna look so good in this." Beomgyu said, his eyes lost as he imagined you in the dress already.

"Well, I could put it on now, if-"

"Wait." He said, putting the dress down. "There's actually one more present I have for you..."

"Oh? Where is it?" You asked, looking back under the tree, which you though had no more presents under it, and from the looks of it, there were no more presents.

He stood up, reaching behind the tree. You watched his every move with curiosity, sitting patiently. You watched as his hand re-emerged from the back of the tree, and in his hand was a small box with the same velvety texture, it's just this was was smaller, and square shaped.

You noticed the bashful look on his face, almost nervous. He had kept such a playful and sweet demeanor all day, so it worried you that he was suddenly nervous.

And then it hit you. In that box was a ring. And on this occasion, at this time in your life...that ring could only mean one thing. But, you didn't want to get excited. You never really imagined this moment happening to you, so it wasn't really happening, right? You didn't want to read too much into it.

But you couldn't help it. Especially when you watched as Beomgyu get on one knee in front of you.

"Oh my god." You blurt out, the whole situation clouding your senses as your face dropped in disbelief. He looked up at you, that same nervous look on his face, his hands shaking with the box in them. "Beomgyu, are you-"

"(Y/N)..." He spoke, voice shaky. "I-I know this might be a surprise, since it's been a while since we've talked about this." He gulped. "And I know we've only been dating for two years...but it feels like I've known you all my life, and...I've loved you since the first week of us dating," He nervously chuckled. "If this is too early, you can tell me, it'll be okay. But..." He held up the box in his shaking hand, his other hand opening it, revealing a rose gold ring with a pearl, just like your necklace. It shined brightly with the simple extravagance of it, but nothing could compare to the full image in front of you. "Will you...will you..." He stuttered, his ears red, and his face flushed.

You smiled, holding your hands up to gently hold his own hands that held the box. "Why are you so nervous?"

He looked you in the eye and gulped.

"Did I not convince you well enough over our years together that I love you?" You asked him. "Ask me." You encouraged, eyes getting teary already.

"(Y/N)..." A small nervous smile flittered across face. "Will you marry me?"

That's when the tear fell. "Yes. Of course, Beomgyu."

Beomgyu's eyes shut tight, as he muttered a thank you, and you chuckled, his cute actions being endearing.

"Well? Are you going to put it on my finger?" You asked him with a smile, your voice shaking as you tried not to break down into joyful tears. He smiled, taking the beautiful ring out of the box, and slipping it onto your awaiting ring finger. After slipping it on, he admired it for a few before placing a soft kiss on your hand.

The both of you giggled, no words needing to be exchanged as he got up and kissed you softly yet passionately, afterwards pulling you into a soul crushing hug.

"I love you so much." He breathed into your neck.

"I love you, too." You replied. "My fiancé."

"That sounds so right." He said, kissing you once more. "And your mom thinks so, too."

"Oh? So you called her and asked her, first?" You asked, and he nodded. You bit your lip to keep from smiling too wide. He was so polite and thoughtful. "This is the best Christmas."

1:00 PM

Flour littered the kitchen counters, the floor, and your bodies. You were unsure how it had made it out and of the bowl and everywhere else, and you knew it would be a struggle to clean it up, but you didn't care at the moment. Your new Mr. and Mrs. Claus outfits had flour on them, but you guys had already taken pictures together.

"Is it supposed to be this sticky, fiancée?" Beomgyu asked, the word being said more than a hundred times already, but you didn't mind, as you were the same.

"Yes, fiancé." You said. "We're supposed to chill the gingerbread dough for a few hours before we shape and bake them."

"Awe, so it won't be finished until later tonight?" He pouted.

"That's what it looks like." You gave him a sad face. "But in the mean time, we can do something else. You have anything in mind?"

"Hm..." He hummed, his eyes trailing over to you and your dress. "Well...our outfits are a bit dirty. We could go in our room and take them off..."

You raised your brow at him, checking to see if he was insinuating what you thought he was. By the look on his face, he definitely was.

"Alright," You smirked, making your way over to the bedroom, loooing at him over your shoulder. "My fiancé could take it off for me, right?"

7:00 PM

By now, the sun was completely replaced by the moon, the only thing lighting up the living room was the christmas tree lights. You and Beomgyu had taken a short nap, waking up together and remembering the gingerbread cookies that you guys wanted to make. Because of that, you guys were both in the kitchen, taking out the chilled dough.

"Beomgyu, I can roll the dough myself-"

"No, no, I insist." He said, coming up behind you. "It's the least that I, your fiancé, can do." He pressed his body to yours against the counter, his arms coming around you to grab the rolling pin.

You admit, the feeling of his body against you was comfortable, but he was being extra.

He started to roll the brown dough from this angle, leaving you to do nothing but laugh. Each roll had him pushing into you, making you feel a little hot. You could tell that Beomgyu was feeling it, too.

"Hey..." He said, his voice low in your ear as he paused with the rolling. "Do you wanna-"

"Let's finish these gingerbread cookies before you complain later." You interrupted him, knowing exactly what he was going to ask.

"Later then." He pouted, going back to rolling.

Once the dough was rolled out, he stopped torturing you, the both of you separating to place the cookie cutters onto it, creating little people.

As you placed the gingerbread men on the cookie sheet, you noticed that Beomgyu was a little too quiet, but you shrugged it off, placing the cookies into the oven to bake.

Once you closed the oven, you turned around to see what your fiancé was up to, only to be met with him right behind you, with a devious smile on his face. You furrowed your brows in confusion. He looked up, and you followed his eyes, noticing that he was holding up a mistletoe.

"Oh, how clever." You scoffed sarcastically.

"Come on, you know the rules." He said. "Don't be naughty."

You rolled your eyes with a smile, grabbing his face and planting a big kiss onto his lips. He laughed before returning the kiss, putting the mistletoe down to hold onto your waist.

Just as the kiss was getting more passionate, he parted from you, your lips chasing him, but he was too busy smiling.

"The Christmas to-do list is finished." He said excitedly.

"Oh, was 'Propose to (Y/N)' on that list?" You laughed.

"You're joking, but yes, it was number 4." He said. "And to kiss you under the mistletoe was the last one."

"Well, I'm happy to help you complete that list."

"Yep." He said, giving you one more kiss. "Now, for New Years..."

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