hi, i saw your post about Dan Heng with a Female! Idol! Reader and i really loved it! <3

if you could, can you do a second part to that Dan Heng post? he’s one of my favourite characters and it would make me really happy! only again, because i loved it!!!

what i would like to request is…

Dan Heng gets nagged by March 7th to get her one of these sweets in Penacony because they’re ‘limited’ so he goes for her, with the location of the place in his phone. he pays attention to his phone to not realize in time that somebody crashed into him, he looks to see his favourite idol and he gets flustered. not only expecting him to see her, but to gain slight physical touch out of her and he finds out she’s been chased by a bunch of fans. he acts unconsciously and takes her to a nearby alleyway, hiding her close to hide her with a bunch of fans running around, looking for her and once its clear. in exchange, she takes him around Penacony to the nicest places since she is a VIP basically everywhere due to her fame and Dan Heng may have accidentally forgotten to get March 7th her ‘limited’ sweets, in which she blows up his phone but he doesn’t bother to respond.

please and thank you! <3

-> of course! The first part was so fun to write and I’m glad you enjoyed it so much!! I’d be happy to write Dan Heng as long as somebody requests it! This is the link to part one if anybody wants to read it! - Part 1!

March 7th. The girl he was cursing now, but the one who he would soon learn was a blessing. She had a tendency to be scrolling on any sort of social media when they were just relaxing on the expressing but never did he think he would all of a sudden be pulled out of his research and be dragged out into Penacony trying to find some limited edition sweet that she "needed". It was even worse since they had no idea where they were going since she had only seen a promo online about it, but it didn't have an address or anything on the page. Luckily with the little knowledge they had, they soon had an idea where they were supposed to be going and thank god for Google maps (or any sort of name you wanna use lol). Too bad he was so busy looking down at the directions not only did he lose March who ran off somewhere, but he had bumped into somebody. Great, now he actually had to speak to somebody. Just as he looked up to apologize to the person, he stopped. There she was. That Idol he's been researching and almost fainted when he realized that Caelus had gotten tickets to her concert, The (Name). He's never apologized faster in his life, of course a blush growing on his face, I mean he just made physical contact with the girl of his dreams!! She seemed a little fractic, looking around as she told him all was fine and that she was in a rush, and that's when he noticed all the people who were also looking around frantically. That's when he put it together, they were looking for (Name). Ignoring the buzzing of his phone he quickly pocketed it and took her hand, trying to blush any harder, and pulled her into a small little alley. He tried to explain that, no, he wasn't trying to do anything bad but make sure those people didn't see her, with a quick laugh from her end she thanked him before waiting out a while, both ignoring the obnoxious buzzing from his pocket. It was about 15-20 minutes before Dan Heng poked his head out and looked around before he gave a thumbs up, and just as he was about to pull out his phone and text March and ask where she was you spoke up. "Hey.. um, so I wanted to thank you, and I know you haven't explored all of penacony with all the issues and stuff happening so how about I take you on a little tour? I can get you into all the VIP areas too!" You asked with a smile, which in response he also slightly smiled back before leaving his phone in his pocket and following behind you as you walk out of the alley and start pointing things out. It definitely didn't feel like only a couple hours before you two were done and just strolling around the city as the sunset was slowly turning into the dark blue of the night. Eventually the two of you made it back to the alley where you started and since it was already night you both decided that it would be a good idea to go your separate ways, and with a quick kiss to his cheek and another thank you, you hurried off back towards your house. He was lost in his train of thought for a couple seconds with a blush that made him look like a tomato before he was broken out of it with a loud voice calling his name. Right. March.

a little sneak peak at the sequel/companion to my other fic, this time with alpha!Eddie and omega!Buck

WIP. Mature themes but this part isn’t explicit.

Original fic here

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“—ck? Buck. Buck. Evan.”

Buck blinks, then blinks again, and the world comes back into sharp, angular focus.

“You with me?” Eddie asks, because Eddie’s standing in front of him again, one hand curled around his shoulder, firm and grounding. “I lost you for a second.” He frowns, then asks, “Why are you just standing here?”

“You told me to wait for you,” Buck murmurs, a little helplessly. “You told me to stay.”

Eddie inhales sharply.

“Jesus Christ, Buck,” he says in a rough, rasping voice. His hand tightens around Buck’s shoulder, his eyes deep and dark, and that decadent smell of cocoa-richness teases at his nose. “I’m gonna have my hands full with you, aren’t I?”

“Sorry,” Buck says, lowering his gaze. “I know it’s a lot.”

“You don’t have to be sorry,” Eddie says. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“It’s my heat,” Buck explains, or tries to. His tongue feels thick and clumsy in his mouth. “It makes me all…”

Eddie’s hand slides up his neck to cup around his jaw, his thumb grazing over his cheek.

“Dropped you like a sack of bricks, huh, querido?” he says in that same, raspy voice.

Buck feels himself flush. Instead of searching for any more words, he just nods.

“Okay,” Eddie says. “Hey, look at me.” Buck’s eyes dart up immediately. “Thank you for telling me. For trusting me with this.”

Buck doesn’t know what to do with the praise. He shifts on his feet, then stammers, “It’s— I mean, it’s you, Eds. I’d trust you with anything.”

Eddie’s eyes shade even darker.

“We should—“ Eddie stops, waits a beat, lets out a slow breath. “Let’s move this to the living room, yeah? Easier for us to talk if we’re comfortable.”

I would sit down right here on the floor if you wanted me to, Buck thinks, but he knows better than to say that kind of thing out loud. Not when Eddie’s already putting up with so much of his weirdness, and so patiently.

He manages an attempt at a jerky nod and Eddie’s palm presses against the small of his back, leading him into the living room.

Buck settles gingerly into one corner of the couch, fingers digging into his thighs. Eddie settles next to him—close, but not nearly close enough, but also way too close, actually, the phantom heat of his body just enough to tease at him—and the weight of his gaze is like a physical thing, unrelenting and inescapable.

“Buck,” Eddie says after several long moments of silence, and he shouldn’t be allowed to sound like that, all whiskey smooth with just a hint of growl. “Sweetheart, come here.”

Buck’s on him in an instant, tucking himself under Eddie’s arm and curling as close as he can, whimpering softly.

“Shh,” Eddie soothes, leaning back until they’re reclined against the cushions, legs tangled together. “I’ve got you. You just gotta tell me what you want from this. How I can make this okay for you.”

Buck opens his mouth but nothing comes out, the words trapped somewhere in his throat. He whines, high and trembling, the beginnings of tears stinging at the corners of his eyes.

“Oh, Buck,” Eddie murmurs. “It’s okay, cariño, I’m right here. But you’ve gotta let me help you.”

“It’s too much,” Buck disagrees, and it is. It’s infinitely massive, this yearning that burns inside of him, threatening to crack him open and shake him apart. “I’m too much.”

“Evan,” Eddie says. “You are never too much.”

“But—“

“Never,” he says firmly. “Now tell me.”

The Lost Sister - Part 26

Synopsis: Xaden is known as an only child due to his sister who 'died' during the Rebellion. Little do they know she didn't die and has been so close this entire time.

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”You can do what now?” Xaden nearly yells after getting over his shock.

I can mind speak. I say confidently in his head, causing him to jump back a bit, earning chuckles from Liam and Garrick.

I had spent the afternoon practicing on them. Jumping between their minds with ease, as if already second nature to me. All I had to do was focus on them and it seemed my mind connected with theirs. Only proven by how easily I had reached out and done the same to Xaden. I was also quite proud of the name I had given the ability. Direct and explained it perfectly.

”Does Carr know?” He demands as he starts to pace.

I shake my head. “No, this happened after I left. He only seemed intent on seeing if my signet blocked out other mental signets. And I can now safely say Dain’s signet did not work on me at all. And that was without me trying to put a shield up. But that doesn’t mean its not something he knows about. Seems there are tomes that have spoken of my ability somewhere.”

Xaden looks as if he breathes a sigh of relief. I would have said it was in regards to my mind being safe from Dain, but I can feel something else fuelling his relief. But what that was, I wasn’t sure. With how much he had going on I had no doubt there was others higher up with signets I was now safe from.

”I assume you tried to put a shield up?” Bodhi asks from where he is perched up against some stacked fighting mats.

I smirk and nod. “I did, sent Aetos jumping back from me as if I had electrocuted him. Was quite satisfying actually.”

”Well that is something at least. Now we just have to be careful of ourselves around Dain. Sadly our shields will not work against his like yours has.” Xaden states as he stops his pacing and stands next to Bodhi.

”I take it you’ve tried?” I ask him.

Xaden nods. “Not myself, but we have tested the theory with other cadets with stronger shields. He gets right through them like a knife through butter. So the fact he could barely make a dent in yours without even trying just goes to show how strong yours are.”

”You said Carr mentioned tomes about your signet. He let slip what they were at all?” Garrick asks from where he sits next to me, arm draped over my shoulders as I sit tucked into his sides.

I shake my head. “Sadly no. But least we know there are some. As well as fairy tales and stories of it. It’s a starting point.”

The others nod in agreement. The slip of that information, intentional or not was at least a starting point. One that had me thinking of where to start. And I knew exactly where to start. And none of these guys would be overly keen on my suggestion. But I had a feeling we could trust her. With time and how closer her and Xaden we’re getting despite him saying other wise, she could be a great asset.

”And I might have a suggestion on where we can start.” The others all turning to look at me.

”Why do I feel like we aren’t going to like your suggestion sweetheart?” Garrick drawls from next to me.

I look up at him and smirk. “Because you wont. Not entirely anyway.”

”Spit it out then. Where do we have to look?” Imogen asks.

I turn and look at Xaden, his eyes widening as if already knowing my answer.

”Not where. Who. And who better than my brothers new partner in crime for life. Violet Sorrengail.”

Xaden had not been thrilled by suggestion, but had agreed she was our best bet once we could verify she wouldn’t go tell someone about my signet. Though as I had pointed out, there was a very high chance she knew about Dain’s and as far as I knew hadn’t told anyone about it, even with how distant they had become while she had been here. He promised once he was sure my signet was safe, he would approach her about it. But only him.

”Aetos did not want to let you two go did he?” Garrick muses as we walk up to the flight field.

Garrick and Xaden had come to grab Violet and I for some training. Not that I needed it, but I took the excuse to get out of classes for a little bit. Aetos had put Garrick and Xaden through the wringer to let us go. Mainly Violet who was yet to manifest a signet. Claiming she needed Carr’s class more than anyone. But as Xaden had countered she wasn’t going to manifest a signet suddenly in Carr’s class and had proven she had the strongest shield in our year. I did not miss how Dain’s eyes flickered to me at that comment. He knew mine were significantly stronger that Violets. But it wasn’t public knowledge. Violet had proven she had mastered the basics and Xaden had dragged her out before he could say no. He had tried to fight it with me saying signet needed training. But as I pointed out I had a classified signet and was not allowed to fully show it off in classes. And with that I had turned and walked out, a snickering Garrick not far behind me. Which now lead to us heading down to the flight field to catch up with Xaden and Violet who definitely had a head start with only having to go to the first year doors three levels down. Due to Garrick insisting I move my stuff, we had to go all the way up to the third floor.

”No he didn’t. He’s just worried we wont win squad games. He is hell bent on winning it.” I inform Garrick as we push through the doors into the rotunda.

”You guys will be fine. Between you and Liam you should have the combat challenges and that hands down. Sadly I can’t speak about the other aspects.” The way he speaks, I know he knows what is coming. Wing leaders and section leaders knew everything to do with squad games as they didn’t take part as they didn’t technically belong to a squad.

”Don’t get any privileges, from being your kind of girlfriend?” I tease as we approach the stairs.

Garrick smirks and goes to respond, but his face goes blank as he pulls us both to a stop, his arm going in front of my protectively. I follow his gaze and watch as Colonel Aetos, General Sorrengail and Pancheck approach us.

”We’re getting the grand welcome today it seems.” Muses Colonel Aetos as they stop in front of us. My guess is they had encountered Xaden and Violet on their way up. “And I finally get to meet Fen Riorson’s daughter. Well know you by your actual name now. It still amazes me you hid her for long General, none of us had a clue who she really was.”

Colonel Aetos’s eyes look behind Garrick and I, and I know instantly who stands behind us. That familiar, black unhinged presence at the edge of my mind. Garrick going stiff as he angles his head ever so slightly to see who stands behind us. The muscle in his jaw twitching, eyes darting between the group in front of us and the General behind.

”Trust me Colonel, was no easy feat keeping who she was a secret from you. Surprised you believed me so easily when I introduced her as my niece.” Melgren drawls from behind us.

”Helps when she barely looks like her father and brother. And if I recall, not much like the women Fen called his wife for a short period of time either.” A small smirk on the Colonel’s face.

”Must have taken after some distant relatives.” I say sternly.

He just chuckles. “Some very distant relatives it seems. Well don’t let us hold you up cadets.”

And with that they walk past us, but I don’t miss the feeling of their eyes on us as they walk away. Mainly Melgren and Aetos, who as I turn my head catch looking directly at me. Clearly I was also on someone else’s radar, but for other reasons entirely.

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Nerdanel's origin

Finally getting around to talk about one of my favorite recent headcanons (I have @thecoolblackwaves to thank for motivating me), yet another one that started out as crack and then I fell in love with it.

Tldr: Nerdanel's mysterious absent mother is none other than Aulë.

Here's the idea. We know that Aulë was not only very excited about the arrival of Ilúvatar's Children (a detail about him that was already present in Lost Tales and is very cute), but also wanted children of his own, so much so that he went behind Eru's and Yavanna's backs to create his Dwarves. In the end he got to keep them too, but he had to "put them away" to awaken later and they also live in Middle-earth and not with him (at least not in life).

So when Mahtan and Aulë grew close and started to hang out a lot, they probably got drunk one night and Mahtan confided in Aulë, saying that he'd love to have a child, to which Aulë is like "me too, bestie" and they decide to just have one together. Between Aulë's Ainurin shapeshifting and his apparent ability to just construct fully biologically functional bodies in his backyard, they did just fine and baby Nerdanel was born (I have the cutest mental image of a little girl sitting on the broad shoulders of her big strong forge dads).

Now Aulë and Mahtan decided to keep this a secret, probably because some sort of Valar rules may or may not have been bent a little in the process. What Yavanna would think of this depends on how everyone's own headcanons regarding Ainurin marriages, but it may be a bit embarrassing for her that her husband keeps procreating with either himself or other people who are not her. Also they don't want little Nerdanel to grow up being regarded as a weird cryptid.

So Mahtan proceeded to raise Nerdanel, acting like he totally had a thing with some woman somewhere, and Aulë supported them to the best of his ability, which mostly means teaching them cool stuff.

Nerdanel grew up looking like a normal Elf (huge relief for poor Mahtan), the main indicator of her Valarin heritage being that she's quite strong (she definitely picked up Fëanor and threw him over her shoulder constantly), carrying her statues around on her own without breaking a sweat. Aulë and Mahtan taught her the basics of smith-craft, but since sculpting is her passion, she switched to that and Aulë showed her some cool tricks with that instead.

Inevitably, Nerdanel started asking questions and one day found out the truth about her "mother". She then made Aulë and Mahtan promise that they'd all keep it secret because she wanted to be known and liked for being Nerdanel, not for being some experiment of Aulë's. They agreed and have kept their word. She also never told Fëanor, at first because she didn't want him to become interested in her only for her connection to Aulë and in the years after because she didn't want to damage their relationship. Fëanor remains unaware to this day, though is still impressed by his wife's strength, particularly when it came to doing what she does on top of carrying his sons.

So yeah, that's the idea. Nerdanel also shares some of her core traits with Aulë, such as being free of mind, thirsty for knowledge and strong-willed, but also patient. You could even see parallels between her relationship with Fëanor and Aulë's relationship with Yavanna, as Fëanor and Yavanna both have quite a temper and need a spouse who can take that.

Lonely

This might be my first time writing actual angst. I tried my best but I'm not sure if this is angsty enough. Feedback is welcome.

Do you have any prompts yourself? Or do you want to dive into what I wrote before? You can read my previous prompts or send me some new ones.

“I gotta say I’m a little surprised you’re here,” Steve said as Robin fell down on the couch next to him.

“I’m surprised you’re here.” Robin took a sip of her drink. She hated the taste of beer.

“Driving the kids.”

“Nancy invited me,” Robin admitted.

Steve nodded, as if it made sense Robin did exactly what Nancy asked of her. Probably because Robin did exactly what Nancy asked of her. It was a flaw that had formed over spring break. Perhaps it hadn’t been a flaw back then. Maybe it had even saved her life. But now it was its own form of cruel torture.

Because all she had been forced to do all night was watch Nancy hang off of Jonathan’s arm. She barely looked like the authoritative badass Robin had grown to like and much more like the prissy perfect damsel she had imagined before getting roped up into this. It hurt her heart.

“It feels like Tammy Thompson all over again,” she whined.

“That bad, huh?”

“Worse.”

“Yeah, because Nancy isn’t a total dud.”

Robin laughed despite herself. “Tammy wasn’t that bad.”

“Muppet,” was all Steve responded.

Robin noticed Nancy watching her out of the corner of her eye before sliding closer to her boyfriend. Robin could feel something pulling at her heartstrings. It had never hurt this much before. Not with Tammy who couldn’t stop staring at Steve. Not with Vickie when she was making out with her boyfriend. But Nancy giggling because of something Jonathan said struck like a dagger in her soul. Crushing her.

“How about we put on a movie?” Jonathan asked the group.

“Sure, that’s a great idea,” Nancy agreed instantly.

“Star Wars?” Jonathan offered.

Robin couldn’t contain her groan. She didn’t have anything against the movie, but she had been forced to watch it one too many times at the recent movie nights Dustin had forced her to.

“What would you offer?” Nancy asked, looking straight at Robin.

“Nashville.”

“Nashville is a drag,” Steve replied. But Nancy looked at her with this intrigue in her eyes.

“You’re supposed to be on my side here,” Robin complained, pushing Steve further away from her.

Nancy cleared her throat. “Anyone else any offers because otherwise I’m afraid to say I’m inclined to pick Star Wars.”

Something about that hurt just too much. Her heart broke and she couldn’t help but stand up as Nancy pecked Jonathan’s lips and he did a fist pump. It was all a bit too John Hughes for her liking. She wasn’t a big fan of his movies. She hated them even more in real life.

“I need some fresh air. Feel free to start the movie without me.” She didn’t wait for a reply, barely noticed all eyes on her. She just walked away, out the front door and onto the front porch. The air felt nice. Not being near Nancy and Jonathan felt even nicer.

Somewhere deep down she knew it was useless. She’d end up alone for the rest of her life. No girlfriend, no fiancée, no wife. And Nancy would stay with Jonathan, and they’d get married, and Robin would be invited to the wedding, and she would go. And then Nancy and Jonathan would have two little babies and Nancy would try to combine it with her journalism, but she wouldn’t be able to. Maybe life was bleak for both of them.

“Are you alright?” Nancy asked from behind Robin.

“Peachy,” Robin said with a little more snark than she had intended.

“Could have fooled me.”

“Oh, really? I didn’t think you’d notice.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” Nancy took a step back, as if the words were psychically pushing against her shoulders.

“You invited me here as your friend, Nancy. And then you spend the entire night hung up on your boyfriend.”

“What is wrong with that?”

“You are supposed to be my friend. I thought we were friends… as in officially.” Robin pitched up her voice at the end of her sentence trying to mimic Nancy’s voice and failing spectacularly.

“We are friends.”

“Really? Because it seems you only seem to care about your boyfriend.” Robin was spewing her anger at Nancy, and she knew it was completely unfair.

“I hadn’t seen him for months.”

“And of course now that he’s back you can go back to being perfect, prissy Nancy Wheeler. The image of the girl next door. God, I really thought you were full of surprises but the biggest surprise of all was the fact you are fucking fraud.”

“How the hell am I a fraud?” Nancy looked hurt. Robin wasn’t sure if it was real or not.

“You keep telling people that you don’t want to fall into the nuclear family ideal that was set out for you. But here you are, pretending to love a man that barely knows you. And what’s next? Marriage, the house at the end of the cul-de-sac, giving up your job for the babies he pushes on you. You say you don’t want to be like your mother, but you are just like her.”

Robin felt the hand before she realized what had happened. The slap was hard. Nancy’s hand hitting Robin’s cheek flat. It stung harder than she’d like to admit. When she looked back at Nancy, she had placed her hands over her mouth, staring at Robin with wide eyes.

“Shit, Robin. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just wanted you to shut up. I don’t even know why I did that?” Nancy took a step closer, her hand reaching out to touch Robin’s cheek.

Robin stepped back. Tears falling down her face. She wasn’t sure if they were caused by the pain of the slap or the pain of seeing Nancy with a boy. She wasn’t sure it mattered.

“I think you know exactly why you did that, Nancy.” Robin walked off the porch, grabbing her bike and riding away.

A sob tore through her body as she heard Nancy shout after her.

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anyways. having fun with the album project thing I mentioned. Using the flat small brush from here for krita. One brush only, no undo button, all done on 1/54th of a 1.5k x 1k canvas. it's actually pretty therapeutic, I listen to the album I'm drawing while I draw it. This does mean that for AM I got to like. track 2 though and most of that was bc of formatting issues lol.

autistic boys when they realise the egg theyre eating feels like Egg

Two people are stuck in a timeloop. The way they handle being in the loop is opposite to each other. One person plays along like everything is fine. The other is violently against it, denying everything. They think the other is responsible for putting them in the loop.

listening to a lot of songs rn n i'm just thinking of how much i love my music taste

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also saying this is so earnest that it makes me wanna vom but i like,,,, miss being in a fandom where people like my ocs as much as i do wwweehhh

"if you point a gun at a nihilist's head, they'll beg for their life, proving it has meaning." haha yeah man cool. so like while you go to the gun store to buy the bullets I'll stay here with them. nooooo haha i'm not gonna sneak out the door with them in toe and go feed the ducks. you can totally trust me to stay here so you can Own Them and Prove Your Point lol i won't take their hand gently and let them say the darkest thoughts kept away in their heart as we look at a sunset together and contemplate why it doesn't seem to make us as happy as it makes other people. yeah we'll be here waiting while you load the gun bro we aren't planning on spilling our hearts to each other on the soft green grass as the clouds roll by. yes the gun is what will prove life has meaning that's how we will go about it and not warm grilled cheese sandwiches over coffee at a coffee shop. dude you're so wicked smart man no no don't worry about the sound of laughter in the garden

i really have to motivate myself to finish the thelxie event fast or it's just going to end with no freminet on my alt account

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