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wexhappyxfew · 9 months

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" You were the one that interviewed Eisenhower."

Esther quickly turned her head upwards to find an officer - she didn't miss the Lieutenant's bar shining on his collar nor the bar hidden on the cover slipped through his belt - his face aglow with the only light of his cigarette, eyes darkened with an evening shadow and his voice rough, like gravel, yet sharp, like a knife. It demanded to be heard and to be listened to. Esther took a moment to look at him; he wasn't looking at her, instead his eyes appeared off towards another part of the crowded PX, but she slowly reverted her own gaze forward again and let out a deep breath. If he heard, she didn't bother. It was Lieutenant Speirs. Who had yanked Private Kavanagh from training one morning and let Colonel Sink tear him a new one with a worthwhile amount of latrine duty on top of it.

" I did most of the talking, less of an interview, more of a debriefing, sir." Esther offered, sipping the beer bottle in her hands thoughtfully, her eyes crawling out to the crowd; Mercy with Bill and Joe at the dartboard, heavily improving - she promised one day to teach Esther. There were a few Easy men milling about at the bar and at tables filled with laughter and smiles. Esther sat like water ready to boil. She briefly heard Lieutenant Speirs let out a low chuckle and rounded on her and leaned against the chair in front of her where her legs were kicked up.

" I think we've met before." he said, catching her gaze and she gave him a nod.

" Told a man that he either speaks or you'll make him." Esther said," A fine 'how do you do'." Lieutenant Speirs smirked at her.

" Yeah, I can promise you that he's been gone for some time already; couldn't take the feel of dirt up his nose." Lieutenant Speirs said," If you catch my drift." Esther slowly nodded as she took another sip of the liquid, letting it run down her throat.

" Officers don't usually come out Friday nights." she said to him, watching as he flicked his eyes to her and then took a sparing glance around the lively bar.

" Heard something about a move to Benning, figured I'd get my last sip of beer before I start jumping outta planes." Lieutenant Speirs said cooly before placing his cigarette back onto his lip. A smirk rose on Esther's features the slightest bit.

" How the hell you get an interview with Ike?" he asked her, challenging her gaze for a second of time as she took another sip of beer," You don't just sit down with the Commander-in-Chief of the Allied Forces."

" He was Chief of Staff at the time." Esther said with a casual look his way," If that matters any." Lieutenant Speirs smirked.

" You sat down with Ike." Lieutenant Speirs said with a casual shrug," That's enough to be curious about."

" Seems I was persistent enough." Esther said, tapping her fingers against her beer glass, noncommittal," Whether that mattered, I'd ask Eisenhower himself if he were here."

" I'll take your word for it." Lieutenant Speirs said with a nod, before looking at her fully again," Supposedly your face's been in the paper more in the coming weeks."

" So you've been keeping tabs on me?" she pondered as she finished off her beer and sat back in her chair and watched him with a tense gaze, challenging his word nearly against her own. Lieutenant Speirs watched her for a minute and then let out a dry chuckle and pushed up off of the chair back and crossed his arms.

" Tabs is a word for it, more like these people sitting at their desks gotta whole lot to say about someone whose actually going out and doing something for the war effort." he told her and she sent him a look. He had a point.

" They'll do their job and I'll do mine, sir."

Esther Armstrong and Ronald Speirs in an [Upcoming] excerpt of Chapter 11 of And Then The Dawn Came

taglist of possibly interested people!: @mads-weasley @thoughpoppiesblow @cetaitlaverite @icantdecideofthename @sergeant-spoons

(please let me know if you would like to be added/removed, just trying to see who wants to be on or not since it’s been a bit!)

#IM BACK (hopefully for a good while of writing and posting!)#have the creative juices and inspo flowing again so !!!#esther and speirs are quite the dynamic duo #band of brothers #bob fic #attdc #and then the dawn came #esther armstrong #ronald speirs #interesting convo that the fic will delve deeper into 😫🤌#ENJOY!

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userlando · 10 months

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out of curiosity, how often do you write fics?? i absolutely love your writing and i can’t wait to read more!! <3

I always have a draft open and usually think of dialogues and scenarios in my head. if there's something i like, i hurry to bring up my notes app to scribble whatever comes to mind because my brain just cannot contain the info for too long before it gets completely lost 😭

i have 58 drafts on tumblr currently, so that's what i'm working on. but honestly, it all comes down to inspiration at the end of the day. sometimes it takes me weeks to finish a fic, sometimes a day when i'm feeling particularly inspired. i usually bounce back and forth between different fics when i'm feeling stuck on one, and then i go back when inspo strikes again!!

if i'm at work, i always carry my laptop with me in case i have some downtime and wanna write which is pretty good. it allows me to get the creative juices flowing. and when i'm at home, i do some writing if there's time for it. and i have insomnia so i usually stay up and write shit when nights get tough!

and thank you so much, i'm so glad you like it. i'm hoping to have something posted by the end of the week <3 🥰

#zee’s asks 💌#sorry this was so long omg

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pancakerry · 1 year

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love on paint - hs blurb

(in inspo of this)

summary: you’re home while harry’s in the studio and decide to paint.. slightly naked.

warnings: super domestic w/ a hint of smut

word count: 1k

every morning harry usually wakes me up before he leaves to go on a run or the studio and gives me a kiss. however, today i wasn’t woken up at the crack of dawn. instead i woke up at 11am with an empty left side of the bed and an unkissed cheek from my lover. groggily rolling over to my nightstand, i check my phone to see a message from harry:

“Good morning, my love. So sorry I couldn’t say goodbye to you this morning. I was in a hurry and you looked so peaceful, you haven’t gotten much sleep this past week so I didn’t wanna wake you. I’ll be home around 3. I love you xx.”

pouting at the words on my phone, i decide to give him a call so i could at least talk to him this morning but he didn’t answer. after contemplating my next move i get out of bed and head to the bathroom to get a start on my day which includes my skincare routine, brushing my teeth, doing my hair, and getting dressed. since today is my wash day i decide to put my hair in a half up, half down style with a silver butterfly claw clip. heading to my closet, i realize practically my whole wardrobe is currently in the wash. shit.

i decide to forgo pants and a shirt and just wear my underwear and socks; it’s not like anyones gonna see anyways. as i’m making my bed i hear a grumble coming from my stomach, signaling it’s about time to eat something so i’m not starving to death by dinner time. i speed down the stairs, and almost tripping in the process, and look in the fridge and pantry seeing if i was in the mood for breakfast or lunch since it’s currently in between. out of pure laziness and lack of motivation to even brainstorm a meal, i get the ingredients to make a smoothie which happens to be one of harry’s favorite things i make him. i take out the cranberry-mango juice, heavy cream, berries, and mix it all up in the blender. as i’m pouring it into a love on tour cup harry calls me. excitedly, i pick up:

“hi baby!!”

“Hi love, have you eaten yet?”

giggling, “yes h, i just made my famous smoothie. wish you were at home, i have some extra.” i state, pouting through the phone.

“I wish I was there too baby, I’m sorry again for not saying bye. I hate not doing it, proper messes up my whole schedule!” he says dramatically.

laughing through my words, “oh stoppp, don’t be dramatic!”

after a few more minutes of conversation, i say my goodbyes and hang up due to hearing commotion in the background. while i love talking to him more than anything, i don’t wanna get him any more distracted than he probably already is.

as i sip my smoothie, i take it with me to me and harry’s combined office and get painting supplies to occupy all the extra time i, surprisingly, have. after looking on pinterest for painting ideas, i choose to take a more personal route and paint a picture from my camera roll of harry and i on a picnic in italy. particularly nervous for this painting, i get all the brushes and paint i need and start sketching with a pencil.

as a child, my dad never supported my love for art and how in touch i was with my creative side. he found it useless and wanted me to become a lawyer because it would “bring more money and give our family an important reputation”. he was so unsupportive that whenever i’d show him a piece i made, i would receive the response, “it’s no big deal,” and with my mom dead, no one was there to back me up or support me. ever since then, i never picked up a paintbrush.

however, i am quite good at painting and i always have been but this will be the first time harry sees it and i want it to be perfect for him. once my sketch is done, i get lost in the strokes of the paintbrush and become put in a haze of my creativity and all i had pictured for this portrait. i’m so in the flow that i fail to realize that harry arrived at home and is leaning against the doorframe, staring at me with so much love and lust in his eyes.

“Hello darling,” he states ever so softly as he walks towards my practically naked figure.

“holy shit, h! you scared the fuck out of me! when did you get home?!” i shout.

“Not too long ago, I was just admiring you. What are you painting, love?”

embarrassed, i quickly shield my work with my body. “nothing!” through flushed cheeks.

his eyes slowly travel from my face to my chest, eyes getting darker the longer he stares, making me blush even harder.

throwing his head back, “fuck baby, you’re so fit.” he says through a choked groan, resting his delicate hands on my hips and squeezing.

moaning at the sudden movement and comment, i lean forward and kiss him feverishly, expressing my love through the kiss. the painting is 100% sure long forgotten.

“you seem to be overdressed for the occasion,” i pant out with a smirk and quickly remove his shirt, admiring his abs and tattoos on his body. he lifts my chin up and says, “up” signaling that i should wrap my legs around his slim waist so he can lead me to the bedroom.

through the sound and action of teeth clashing, pants, moans, and grinding, he leads me to our bedroom and throws me onto the bed, my hair splayed across my face and the bed. leaning forward, his raspy voice whispers and pants in my ear, “after this, you’re gonna show me that painting of yours and if you’re good, i’ll let you be in control.” he says slapping my ass and biting my lip. gasping at the sound of his voice and the feeling of his hardness pressing into my crotch, i gasp out, “yes sir.”

this is gonna be a long night (and i’m not complaining).

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charlieslowartsies · 5 months

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For the writers block/burnout thing, I have a few tips that I personally use, so I hope they help!

1) Caffeine. I usually have an energy drink when I know I’m going to be doing lots of work or writing, and that usually gets me in a writing mood for a couple of hours. Tea or coffee, while good sources of “clean” caffeine, make me feel a bit too cozy/homely and it makes it harder for me to do writing specifically. The energy drink (I prefer rockstars or monster, but watch those mg’s cuz they’re not the best for you) usually keeps me productive and on-task, and if it doesn’t? I switch to another task. In your case, it could just be a wip you have, or even some entirely new little blurb that doesn’t necessarily have to be posted.

2) Music, the kind that I’m into right now, something older, or even music that’s new to me/that I’ve never heard before. It’s good for the soul and good for the brain for inspiration. Relating to the last bit of #1, it can inspire you to write parts of a wip or a little oneshot or even a scene that you were inspired to write. Any writing is good writing, and if that little drabble gets the brain juices flowing, so be it!

3) Environment change! See, I have this fun little habit of sitting in my car post-class and chugging the rest of an a energy drink with a little snack while writing in a doc for a couple of hours. I typically don’t even realize how much time has passed, and I’ve written upwards of 3k words in one sitting over the span of like two hours. It’s a change of scenery of what I used to do when I write stuff, and it’s made me more productive! If you normally write on your phone in your room, try a different device in a different room! For example, use a laptop in the living room, a tablet on the kitchen floor, an old iPod touch in the bathroom, literally any combo that you can think of is worth trying! Sometimes your brain just needs that little bit of freshness to get the creativity flowing.

4) Other sources of inspiration! I mentioned music earlier, but reading other things (be it fanfiction, published books, or your own writing) can be a way to get your brain working again! Comping up with what-ifs can be useful, because if you get bored of that, then you can redirect the energy into writing something else! You can also look at art, like old museum type stuff, and make up a little story about the piece, then you can try and fit and mould that into something relevant to a current wip! Will it work in a planned story? Probably not, but it got you thinking and that’s what matters! Movies can also be good for this too.

5) Skipping scenes can be really helpful when writing in a lengthy wip that has a preplanned outline. You can always jump around in the story and write segments of dialogue that won’t be used yet, create some description for a future scene that might not be perfect or even good right now, but it’ll get you thinking about the wip. Me personally, if I have a chapter that I think needs more scenes or a scene rewritten, I make a whole new doc for it and just start spewing ideas and actual writing into it; that includes sentence changes in wording or structure, alternate scenes, bonus characters, dialogue thag I KNOW I’ll never use but it’s good except side anyway, etc. I can always go back to it, but it gives me some peace of mind. I also have docs separated by fandoms that’re filled with dialogue blurbs, mini-schemes, random descriptions, and the like. They might not lead to much in the separate doc, but when the time comes when you need inspo or to pull some content from it, you’ll have it on hand!

6) Math. Do some math. I’m dead serious. Some easy algebra or calc equations will either get your brain thinking or frustrated, and either way you can turn that around and put the energy into a wip. Been there, done that (usually when procrastinating lol), but it helps me redirect!

That’s about all I’ve got! I especially want to emphasize the caffeine, music, and environment change part of the list. A combo of that stuff has really helped me productivity, and I hope it can help you too! Remember that no matter how much or how little you write, it’s enough and YOU are enough. Hope your day is well!

I appreciate all this advice. The math might be something I try, at the very least I might try doing a Nancy Drew game on Master mode bc those typically help my creative side relax and my logical side get the reins.

#ask #answered #writing advice

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morvantmortuary · 1 year

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hi from me, chibi!Maxi and chibi!Zemo at my folks’ place in Texas 👋🏻 we got here fine last night and then I slept for ages, which probably means I needed the break :’D

just wanted to say I hope everyone’s sunday is going well so far ✨ I got some new books on the funeral industry, which fingers crossed will help refill my mortuary inspo well some and I’m also working on some stuff for fswl, hence why Z is here🤞🏻 I hope y’all all have something on deck that helps keep your creative juices flowing/get them flowing again, whatever you need today!!

big hugs from our neck of the woods 🖤

#and then rarae says #chibi!maxi #rae has a plush problem

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delos-mio · 2 years

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I have seen a few of the submissions for @littleferal ‘s Iron Chef writing challenge (see prompt below), and I love the idea. I think it’s such a clever and fun way to get the creative juices flowing! Thanks for putting this on and for the inspo. Most of the entries I’ve seen have been Pedro characters…so I hope it’s ok I’m deviating from that! Anyways, here’s a little self-indulgent Logan drabble for anyone interested!

As always, it’s 18+. And spicy-adjacent heh

Please enjoy and if you wanna tap in, check out all the challenge details here 💕

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The house was eerily quiet when you came home from work. Not even the tv was turned on for background noise. You let your keys clang loudly into the ceramic dish on the counter.

“Logan?”

But no response came. The last thing he texted you this afternoon was about him leaving work early after yet another row with William. Which begged the question…where was Logan?

You continued down the hallway toward the master bedroom. Finally, you picked out just the faintest murmur of classical music. So, he was home after all. You kicked your heels haphazardly into the closet and silently pushed open the door to the en-suite. There he was, eyes closed, breathing slowly in the glow of candlelight surrounding the bathtub. Amber permeated the air creating a scent that was so distinctly Logan; you couldn’t help but smile. You perched carefully on the edge of the bath and dipped your fingers into the warm water, swirling little tides near Logan.

“She’s home,” he drawled, not opening his eyes. “I was worried I wasn’t going to get to see you all lathered up in my lap.”

“Who says you’re still going to?” You chuckled, flicking a bit of water at Logan’s face. He cringed but smiled, finally opening his dark eyes to bore into yours.

“Get in here,” he said firmly. It was the tone that commanded obedience, and damn him, you fell for it every time.

You attempted to make quick work of your skirt, but you heard Logan tutting. He had adjusted so his arms stretched out along the rim of the tub, a smug demonstration that he was going to enjoy the show. “Slower,” he purred. You tried to indulge him, and slowly shimmied out of your skirt, letting it pool at your ankles before stepping out of it. Your hands went to your collar, trying to move too quickly again. “Slower, baby.” His voice was reverent, almost pleading. And how could you deny him a little teasing? You popped the buttons of your blouse one at a time, fingers lingering too long on your skin, tracing your cleavage. One of Logan’s hands disappeared below the surface of the water, his breathing high in his chest. “Goddamn, I can’t wait to have you around my cock.”

“The way you flirt is shameless,” you teased with a fond roll of your eyes. But if you were being honest, Logan’s bluntness and filthy mouth were two of the things you loved most about him. Once naked, you stepped carefully into the bath, Logan offering his free hand to help steady you before settling you in his lap, his arousal gracelessly pressing into your thigh.

“Missed you today,” he whispered into the skin of your neck.

“Missed you too.” You brought your hand to his chest, softly tracing circles into his damp skin. He kissed along your shoulder, hands restless under the water as he explored your shape for the millionth time, but he treated each time like the first.

#Logan delos #westworld #logan delos x reader #ben barnes #logan x reader #logan delos fanfiction #westworld fanfic #ben barnes character #masterlist #lissie's iron chef #writers’ iron chef 4

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garoujo · 2 years

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I’ve been struggling lately to find inspiration to finish my art this month. Any suggestions? Any good music I can rock out to and get my creative juices flowing again? Always looking for ideas!

Lotta 🫶

ooooo having low inspo sucks so much but wat kind of music do u listen to?? ‎₊˚‧(๑σ̴̶̷ ﻌσ̴̶̷)·˚₊ my music taste is a whole mess but i can try give u some <333

#ֹ ۪ ᥫ᭡ : [emmails]#ഒ : [lottahart]#literally the genre i listen to depends sm on my mood #cos i normally listen to songs without lyrics or with lil lyrics cos i get distracted n can’t focus if there’s talking akhajakak

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nichoskittycorner · 8 months

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There is no shame in having to take a break, and if anyone complains about you taking break, simply block them. This is a free app, you are writing things for free, they are paying nothing to read them, so if anyone complains, the block button is free as well.

Some advice for getting over writers block as well:

Listen to music, sometimes the lyrics might give you inspiration.

Watch a movie or tv show, once again sometimes it'll give you inspo.

Read, whether a book or other fics, sometimes reading a really good story is the best way to get your own creative juices flowing.

Enjoy nature, go take a walk, have a picnic, just sit outside, or stare out a window.

Hangout and talk with a friend, just don't think about writing, enjoy life, and sometimes that desire to write might be sparked.

Do something to work other parts of your brain, a puzzle, sudoku, work search, or crossword.

Don't put too much pressure on yourself, you aren't a failure, you aren't letting us down, you aren't letting yourself down, you just are tired and need a break, everyone needs a break every now and then.

Thank you so much anon 🥺 - this is so sweet! You're right and I'll try to not feel guilty about it but it's hard sometimes. Practice makes perfect though so it looks like I'll have to practice relaxing 😅💚💚💚

#corner thoughts

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bestflyerprinting · 1 year

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Ideas For Your Event’s Signage To More Draw Attention

When you are planning an event, it is important to make sure that all of your guests know where it is taking place. This is especially true if the event is being held in a large venue. One of the best ways to ensure that everyone knows where to go is by using signage. In this article, we will discuss some creative ideas for event signage. We will also provide tips on how to choose the right type of signage for your event. Let's get started!

Creative Event Signage Ideas

Event signage that grabs attention and markets your brand range from the very simple and inexpensive to the outrageous and expensive. Below are some of the most popular ideas to get your creative juices flowing.

Indoor and Outdoor Banners

Cost-effective and durable banners are ideal for trade shows, conventions and other promotional events. They range from small, outdoor flags to giant inflatable displays. You can even create a custom banner with your company logo or event information. Sign printing like printed banners can be made on various materials for use indoors or out. They often feature brilliant colours and high-resolution images that stop passersby in their tracks.

Additionally, banners are versatile and can be hung from ceilings, placed on walls or even suspended in the air. You can use them to direct traffic flow at your event or as a welcome sign or an easy-to-spot registration area. Another nice perk is that they can often be repurposed for future events. Or just have a commercial print company make one for one-time use to keep material costs down.

Free-Standing Oversized Sign

Your company can make a huge impression with oversized free-standing signage. Like banners, these signs are showstoppers. They are perfect for grand openings, product launches, and other high-profile events. So, if you have enough room, it can be worth investing in these signs to make a big splash.

Not just a photo opportunity for your event attendees, these giant signs also make for excellent backdrops for interviews, product demonstrations and more. Additionally, they can be placed in high-traffic areas or near the entrance of your event.

Floor Graphics

The floor is generally the most unused area of a promotional event. But if you aren't using it, you are missing an opportunity to turn that wasted space into a marketing goldmine with striking floor signage.

Floor graphics are a great way to direct foot traffic, advertise a sale or promote your brand. You can even use them to create fun photo opportunities for guests. Floor graphics are available in a variety of materials, including vinyl, carpet and tile. They can be printed with your company logo, event information or even a fun design. And they are easy to install and remove, so you can use them again and again.

Now that you have some ideas for event signage, let's talk about how to choose the right type of signage for your event.

How to Select a Commercial Printing Company for Your Event

There are a few things to consider when choosing event signage. First, you need to decide what type of message you want to communicate. This will help you determine the size, shape, and colour of the signage.

Second, you need to consider the location of your event. This will help you determine the best way to display the signage.

Finally, you need to consider your budget. This will help you determine the material and production costs of the signage.

A digital printing company can help you with this process, so it's good to request a free quote with them just to get everything started. A lot of times they have ideas you may not have thought of, including money-saving opportunities.

Signage is a great way to grab attention and market your brand at your next event. There are many different types of signage to choose from, so be sure to select the right one for your needs.

Inspo reshared from https://fromhelveticatoprint.weebly.com/blog/ideas-for-your-events-signage-to-more-draw-attention

#print #event decor

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alas-i-cannot-sim · 2 years

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Old School Replies

I don't know if people still do replies to comments like this, but sod it!

Big Pooh Bear hugs for y'all ❤️

So... Anyone still do Simblrs? Replies

@dovahtobi said: I don't really do sim stories anymore but ahhh it's so good to see you!!!!! 💜💜💜

Awh!! It's great to see you too! Can you believe we mat way back in the Pin up my Sim days? Wild times haha

@netflixreadingsimmingaddict said: I just started really playing again two weeks ago. This is my first time getting on this simblr in 6 years😂 I’ve been using Pinterest for CC

Oof, I feel that one! Felt like blowing dust off and old book when I logged back in to my simblr!

I have a love/hate relationship with Pinterest. It's great when you're looking for collections of things, but when I just want an image and Pinterest is like OH HAY LOOKET EVERYTHING ELSE.. I can't.

@amixofpixels Hello again, lovely! I don't think I've ever done sim stories, just forever posting what I think are cute sims.

Hey love!

Sim stories are great when you've got the creative juices flowing, but they can be a daunting task when you don't, for me anyway haha

To be honest, I think I may start up the Rudolphs story on @the-rudolph-legacy-continued but just post my cuties on here too for when I'm not feeling the writing inspo :)

New Simself, who dis? Replies

@frolickinggnomes said: You must have done an excellent job because I was sort of mindlessly scrolling through my dash and saw your simself and thought to myself, "Hey that kind of looks like Rose/Simblroonies... I wonder where/what she is up to these days" and then clicked (because I forgot you had a different tumblr) and was like OH IT IS HER! HIIII!

Oh and by the way.. in case that sounded creepy.. this is Morgan (formerly Morgibritt) if you remember me

Hahaha amazing! I beamed like a Cheshire cat when I read your reply as I was really worried about getting her to look like me FROM SCRATCH fml, but seeing that you recognised me through her was just chefs kiss :D

and of course I remember you once you said you were Morgibritt sweetpea! Your Bachelorette challenge was the first one I ever won :') Team Darj for life <3

#I had to google so much to remember how to use Tumblr XD #Replies #dovahtobi #netflixreadingsimmingaddict #amixofpixels #frolickinggnomes

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harrywritingsbyme · 4 years

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Sunday Smut Concept #20

A/N: I’ve had this inspo saved for a little bit now and I finally have a fluffy/smutty plot for it. Anyways, I hope you guys like it! Enjoy 🙃

I don’t even have to tell you how much of a Harry and Y/n vibe this gives off. This would hands down be Harry and Y/n.

Date night was one of the things that you and Harry took very seriously. It was you guys’ ritual to go out and have a great time together. You and Harry’s favorite spot would be the beach that you and Harry were lucky enough to have right in your backyard. When he first purchased this house, the beach along with the amazing view was a definite selling point for Harry. The fact that he had the opportunity to share the enjoyment of it all with you made it even better. Before going into quarantine, the two of you would always go out for dates and you two kind of took this amazing view and area you had for granted. But now after being stuck inside for a couple months and having to improvise and come up with creative ways to keep this ritual you two had alive, you and Harry fell in love with this beach all over again. It became you and Harry’s place to go unwind and spend quality time to unwind and reconnect. You two loved it so much, you two still chose to have your dates outside on the beach instead of going to your favorite restaurants that were now open. You two wanted to go back out to those places, but you and Harry just felt like nothing could top your nights together on the beach.

Tonight was another one of you and Harry’s designated date nights. It was Harry’s turn as chef and preparer of everything which meant that you got to spend a little more time taking care of yourself and getting ready. While you were getting all dolled up, Harry was able to make everything nice and special for you guys. While the food was finishing up in the oven, Harry took that window of time to get a couple things together to really make everything romantic. While Harry was out and about earlier picking up everything he needed for tonight, he swung by the florist to pick up a small bouquet of flowers he knew you’d like. After preparing them he put them into a small vase and sets the table for you guys. Once everything is done downstairs and the food’s out of the oven he decides to freshen up a bit since it was a date. When he walks into the bedroom, he sees you standing in front of the full length mirror that was situated in the far corner of you guys’ room.

“Well don’t you look stunning.” Harry admires, making his way over to you.

“You’re not supposed to see me yet Harry!” You stress, looking at his appearing figure in the mirror.

“I didn’t know this was a wedding.” Harry chuckles. Once he’s closer to you, his arms go right around your waist and he presses himself against you from behind.

“Consider it practice for when the big day finally comes.” You reply smartly, sending him a slight smirk through the mirror.

“Cross our fingers that the next two years will be smooth sailing.” He hums, tightening his arms around you.

“I hope so.” You say wishfully, making sure to send a smile his way.

“I hope so too. But in the mean time, were gonna enjoy this night together. I’m gonna go freshen up a little bit and then we can get our night started.” Harry replies happily. He then presses a quick kiss before pulling away from you and making his way to the closet to change.

Once you both are done getting ready, you two head downstairs to the makeshift restaurant Harry created for you both. He really made sure that everything was perfect. He payed attention to every single detail and you couldn’t have been happier. Neither of you wanted the night to end. Even though you two talked and saw each other everyday for the past four months, you and Harry were conversing and laughing as if you two hadn’t seen one another in a lifetime and had so much to catch up on.

“So I was thinking that if were done in here, we could head out to the beach for desert and the sunset.” Harry proposes while picking your hand up from the table and smoothing his thumb across your knuckles.

“I’d love that. And I look forward to tasting this desert you made.” You reply, your tone filled with excitement.

“Well if taking it out of the container and putting it onto a plate or two is making it then I hope you enjoy.” Harry says to you, making sure a wide smile is spread across his face.

“It does.” You comply. When you stand up from the table with Harry to help clear the table, he quickly plucks your hands away.

“I don’t want you to lift a finger Y/n.” Harry says sternly, continuing to bring everything into the kitchen.

“But I wanna help.” You pout at him. Even though it was his turn to do the spoiling, you still wanted to help.

“If you wanna help so bad, you can carry the bottle of wine, glasses, and blanket down and I’ll meet you there with the rest.”

“I can do that.” You concede, closing and picking up the wine bottle thats on the table along with the glasses.

“The blanket is sitting on the table out back.” Harry shouts to you from the kitchen.

“Thanks” you shout back before leaving out of the back door. You pick up the soft blanket in your free hand and you slowly but surely make your way down the never ending set of stairs that led to the beach.

Once you’re down there, you find the perfect spot for you two. You set the bottle and the glasses down into the warm sand before spreading the blanket out and waiting for Harry. The wait isn’t long though because you hear his footsteps against the wooden stairs getting louder and louder.

“Aww you even brought the flowers.” You coo as he walks over to where you were situated in the sand.

“What can I say, it’s all in the details right?” Harry shrugs, unloading all of the things he brought for you two. “I figured you’d want the fire going so I brought the stuff for that too.”

“I love you.” You hum dreamily. That was all you could really say. He really thought of everything when it came to you. Before sitting down and getting comfortable with you, Harry goes straight over to the pile of wood that was designated for the fire. Surprisingly, it doesn’t take long for Harry to set everything up and get the fire going. This was very different from the last time; but that wasn’t important. Once everything is taken care of, Harry finally sits down next to you.

“I love you too baby.” He says, puckering his lips and coming in to press them against yours. When he pulls away, you’re already smiling.

“Now you can finally relax and enjoy everything. It’s not just about me y’know.” You remind him, smoothing your hand across his back.

“Yeah, but I like taking care of you.” Harry reassures, sending you a small smile before digging into the basket for you guys’ desert.

“You’re going to be in for it when its my turn to do this.” You promise him.

“I can’t wait for the endless sex.” Harry says giddily.

“You can have that now if you want.” You softly reply. When you say this, Harry places the container holding the slice of cake he brought for you both back into the basket and puts all of his attention back onto you. He wastes no time attaching his lips back onto yours and placing a hand on one of your legs. You raise your arms up, wrapping them around his neck. While yours and Harry’s mouths continue to move against each other you begin to slowly lay back against the blanket, pulling Harry down with you. As the two of you go down Harry’s hands move up your legs and he eases the flow dress you were wearing up your body.

As he does this, you unwrap your arms from around his neck and you bring them down his chest and to his pants. Following suit with what you were doing, Harry lifts himself up from you and pulls your dress up and off of your body.

“I just realized why I like this dress on you so much.” Harry says sitting back on his legs as he undoes the little bit of fastened buttons on his shirt. He slides it down his shoulders and tosses it into the ever forming pile of you guys’ clothes.

“And whats that?” You ask him, lifting a hand to his pants in an attempt to undo them.

“It’s easy to take it off.” He simply states. When he says this, a shock goes to your core.

“Well I just hope these pants are just as easy.” You whisper back to him suggestively.

“I see someones eager.” Harry says smugly, bringing a hand to your panties and softly circling a finger around your covered clit.

“I think the same could be said about you too.” You shoot back, pushing your hand a little bit lower into your pants and lightly squeezing his hardening cock.

“How could I not be? I’m about to make love to my gorgeous fiancé as the sun sets, on the just about private beach behind our amazing home. It’s like I’m living out one of my fantasies.” Harry explains, trying to wrap his mind around it all.

“Ditto, but can we just drop the about to part.” You whisper to him, sinking your teeth into your lower lip.

“Your wish is my command.” Harry says to you before shoving his pants down his hips and down his legs before shifting his attention to your panties. Without saying a word, he lifts your legs up from either side him and he instructs you to push them down so that he could pull them the rest of the way off. He tosses them into the pile of your clothes and he lays your legs back down into their previous places. He then lowers himself back down to you and he slots his lips with yours.

He shifts his weight to one of his arms and uses his now free hand to line himself up with your entrance. He could feel your warm juices against his cock and he desperately wanted to push into you.

“Ready baby?” Harry mumbles against your lips.

“Mhm” you moan back, lifting your head up to push your lips back against yours. Upon your reply, Harry begins to slowly push his cock into you.

The both of you guys’ moans become louder at this feeling, so loud that they managed to drown out the crashing of the waves behind you two and the smacking sound of your lips against his. Once he’s fully inside, the both of you are a mess. Both you and Harry were overwhelmed from not only the feeling of being intimate, but also from being so in love. All of it was rushing back to you both of just how much you loved each other. As Harry continues to move his cock inside of you, he sponges kisses down from your mouth to the base of your neck.

“Oh my god” you moan out to him, feeling his cock pushing at the deepest most sensitive part of you. “Feels so good” you slur. Not only could you feel how deep he was inside of you though. You could also feel the the coarse hairs around his cock, rubbing against your clit. As he continues to thrust into you, you could feel his thrusts become sharper. He’d push his cock onto you a little harder, go so deep inside of you that he completely bottoms out, and then he’d hold himself there for a little but. When he does this you instantly tighten your walls around him, squeezing his cock even tighter than you already were. You do this so much and it feels so good that it pushes Harry right to the brink of his release. He stops sucking on the skin of your neck and he lifts his head up to look down at you.

“Look a’me baby. Let me see those pretty eyes.” Harry pants down to you. In response you turn your head from the side and your eyes flutter open to look at him. “That’s it baby.” He praises, continuing to move against you. “Squeezin’ me so good, gonna cum f’me baby?” Harry continues through his moan.

“Need to-“ The burning need to let go was so intense that you couldn’t finish your sentence.

“Let go baby, cum with me.” Harry coos, bringing his head down to press his lips into the corner of your mouth. He sends one final thrust into you and holds it there. When he does this, neither of you could hold it anymore. Both you and Harry completely unravel around each other. The both of you felt an added layer of warmth come over you two as you came. And it was amazing.

Letting go inside of you drained every last drop of energy from Harry’s body. But it was completely worth it. The only energy Harry had left was used to fall back against the blanket and pull you with him so that you’re resting on top of him. Once the both of you calmed down from your releases, he initiates you guys’ coveted post sex convo.

“Can we just sleep here tonight, s’too many steps to climb up.” Harry grumbles to you.

“I mean I guess we could. I can barely feel my legs.” You agree with him through a mumble, resting your head against his chest.

“Just cross your fingers that we don’t get swept away by the tide or eaten.” Harry replies, wrapping both arms around your frame.

“Seriously Harry?!” You question him before sending a quick swat to his exposed chest.

“M’serious babe! I don’t want t’be shark food.” He explains with a chuckle.

“What about me?!” You ask amusedly.

“I don’t want you to be shark food either.” Harry replies quickly.

“Just close your eyes and dream about something Harry.” You chuckle, nuzzling further into him.

“I’ll be dreaming of you.” Harry sighs.

“I hope so.” You hum matter of factly. “I love you” you whisper to him. You then press a little kiss to his chest.

“I love you more baby.” He replies sweetly.

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#Harry Styles #harry styles smut #harry smut #harry styles imagine #harry styles one shot #harry styles blurb #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles fic #harry styles fanfic #harry styles x reader #harry x reader #harry styles x y/n #harry styles x you #harry styles writing #my harry writing #concepts of h #harrywritingsbyme

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aworldoffandoms · 3 years

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INSPIRATION NEEDED

SO I DESPERATELY NEED SOME WRITING INSPO SO CAN YOU PLEASE SEND ME SOME PROMPTS FROM THIS LIST HERE or HERE 🙏🙏🙏 (credit goes to author of both prompt lists)

I need to get my creative juices flowing so I can continue my mini-series of Nicolette's family (I'm stuck 😭) because I've been so busy with real life and have had no motivation to write so, again, I need your help!

I would be eternally grateful 💕 The prompt list is angst (I'm good at being a masochist lol) and love (because I love a good love fic) so send them through!

Ethan x MC or Bryce x MC pairings! 😊

Tagging my OH tag list so you can all give me some prompts to inspire some creative writer stuff in me 😂 please don't hate me for it

Taglist:

@senseofduties @polishchoicesfan @princess-geek @i-bloody-love-drake-walker @binny1985 @fanficnewbie @x-kyne-x @thefluffyphotographer @thecordoniandiaries @rainbowsinthestorm @jens-diamondchoices @hopelessly-shipper @my-heart-beats-for-ya @landofenchantedwonder @flyawayboo @stanathanxoox @oofchoices @thequeenofcronuts @heauxplesslydevoted @trappedinfandoms @perriewinklenerdie @riverrune @caseyvalentineramsey @nithya @kaavyaethanramsey @whippedforethanfreakingramsey @theeccentricbiblophile @maurine07 @openheartthot @takemyopenheart @queencarb @drariellevalentine @drakewalkerfantasy @pixelberrychoicesaddict-blog @starrystarrytrouble @buzz-bee-buzz @anything-but-reality @doilooklikeiknow @mvalentine @jamespotterthefirst

Looking forward to all or none of them 😅❤

#i need your help #my brain is baren #i cant finish my mini-series without this little boost #pls #writer's block #writer problems #choices #open heart #open heart fanfiction #ethan x mc #bryce x mc #playchoices

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daredevilexchange · 3 years

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What’s your fannish ID? i can be found under the names spidrenam or @vncntvangogurt across the internet. spidrenam is quite literally just spider-man rearranged (if u remember that rly bad ripoff spider-man cap that floated around tumblr yeah that was my inspo lol) and vncntvangogurt is just shortened vincent van gogh but gogh is gogurt lol

What types of fanworks do you create? i make digital or traditional art as will as writing fanfics. digital art’s super satisfying when you’re proud of the final piece. i’ve recently started to delve into fic writing once again and actually post finished pieces instead of letting wips pile up. i almost got a creative writing minor in college so it feels nice to use the skills my professor gave me to write fanfic haha

What are your favourite types of fanworks, when you’re not creating? ive only every received art or fics but honestly anything that shows the creator took time and effort along with passion is good for me. its so fun to see how creative other folks can be because honestly sometimes i don’t feel all that creative

What do you like in particular about this fandom? the fandom is so vast and i love how friendly most of the members seem to be. there’s lots of content to consume, whether you’re into the netflix series or the comics (or even the 2003 movies). plus it’s all interconnected and i just really love how it all ties together.

Do you like participating in fan events? i love participating in them but oh my god i’m horrible with time management. i thought to myself this time around “oh ill be better this time i got tons of time on my hands cuz of the pandemic and i don’t have a job currently” and then i ended up just… not starting til december and dragging my feet when writing…. lmfao

What about your creating process? ohh good question. i work very sporadically: sometimes ‘ill do something all in one sitting (mostly art) but sometimes i’ll work in chunks scattered throughout weeks (mostly fic writing) which is a pain cuz then i have to go back and make sure everything connects and it doesn’t look like it was written in pieces lol. i have sooo many wips that barely ever get finished…. i enjoy writing or drawing to music but if i’m drawing i can watch something else like a tv show or youtube videos. the best thing to get the creative juices flowing imo is to be inspired by something and strike when the irons hot. forcing yourself to create always ends in burnout in my experience.

Do you interact a lot with other fans? hmm not really. as nice as the fandom seems, i tend to keep my distance. others are welcome to come talk to me ofc but my anxiety keeps me from approaching others. i like sitting on the sideline and watching. its nice to just be a wallflower sometimes.

Is there any particular piece you’d like to showcase for this post? hmm i guess i’m most proud of the DDE2020 exchange piece i did which is on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26226685 it’s shorter than i wanted it to be but it was the first time i’d written frank and also written UST. fratt really set the ground for some of the other pairings i like across my other fandoms. i just see what they had and i’m like “wow there’s something about that UST that’s just *chefs kiss*”

Do you have other fandoms you’d like to talk about? currently im very involved in creating fan content for My Hero Academia/Boku no Hero Academia. the only reason i got into it was because of quarantine and i was like eh what the hell i’ll start this anime my friends are always talking about. a lot of the ships i like in that have parallels with the marvel ships i like so its nice. also it helps that it’s about superheroes as well. i can tell that the mangaka (who has drawn marvel fanart it’s super dope) was very inspired by western comics when he created it, especially in the spinoff series Vigilantes (which i really like cuz vigilantes duh) where there’s two background characters who are basically just cyclops and wolverine ha. i enjoyed reading about how the co-creators for the spinoff basically watched marvel movies and shows to get inspiration for the series; that made me super happy. i like that even though this particular fandom is my current fixation that it has lot of similarities with marvel/dde.

Is there anything else you want to tell us about yourself? i sell stickers on etsy and i have a miles morales and a defenders ones up right now (i have it linked in my linktree below)! also i’m really thankful for this exchange event! the admins are always so nice and reach out to me directly it makes me feel special so thanks for that /g [DDE: *blushes* than YOU for participating!] Where can your fanworks be found? as mentioned previously i can be found under two different users but i have a linktree! https://linktr.ee/spidrenam AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/spidrenam/pseuds/spidrenam and @vncntvangogurt (DD art tag)

Thank you, @vncntvangogurt !

banner by @context-is-for-kingpins !

[ID on a white background, four black triangles that look like spotlights from above. Each illuminates one of the Defenders silhouetted in white: Jessica, Luke, Danny, Matt. A hand on the left is holding a pen writing the words Content Creator Spotlight. There is a little Punisher skull on the pen. End ID]

#daredevil art #daredevil fic #Daredevil #defenders #marvel #content creator spotlight

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theringers · 3 years

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Vcard anon here again. I just wanted to say thank you so much for taking some of my little idea and making it a reality with your incredible talent and THEN GOING FUTHER and turning it into a whole thing! I hope it's been fun to write and I appreciate you balancing this among all the other stories that you do. Like I said I check your blog every day so if you ever need encouragement or inspo I'll be there!

omg it’s been SO fun to write. i love brainstorming these little worlds and i wouldn’t have done it without ur first amazing ask it’s still sitting in my ask box and i read it whenever i go thru them so thank u bestie

and thank u to everyone who sends asks in, i love them sm, it gets my creative juices flowing. if i don’t answer them, i see them all i promise!!! i save some prompts if i get a scenario request, like a frat boy au and combined it with someone’s smut prompts they sent in a month ago!!

#ask #vcard anon

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a-lockman5 · 4 years

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Things were different now Pt. 2 - 2AM Toast {Devi x Paxton}

A/N: Ayyyy so I just felt the creative juices flowing and wanted to whip this out before they went away again. I had a blast writing this. I kept trying to proofread it but got caught up in the story again (Whoops!), so if I missed some typos, apologies. Also, I don’t own these characters (obviously), but I do love them.

Warnings: more fluff/angst, blood/injury - NO SELF HARM, scared Paxton is cute

Here is part 1 if you haven’t read it yet!

Take a look at my MASTERLIST for more to read or inspo for requests :)

“Paxton?”

Holy shit. Paxton jumped six feet in the air at the sound of her voice. It was two o’clock in the morning. Why was anyone up? Why was Devi Vishwakumar in his house?

“Devi, what the hell?” he panted, still catching his breath from the scare she’d given him. “What are you doing?”

“I was getting a soda from the garage,” she replied, eyes wide. “I thought you were on a college visit this weekend.”

“Tomorrow. Dad and I are driving up tomorrow. What are you doing in my house?”

“Becca invited me over.” He could tell she was still tense, her eyes staring directly into his. “I didn’t think you were here.”

They’d hardly spoken since she and Gross started dating. She tried to apologize a few weeks ago when Rebecca invited her over for dinner. Paxton acted like it was fine. Why wouldn’t it be? They were just friends. Sure, they’d kissed after the party that one night, but it wasn’t like she owed him anything. Besides, he was the one that blew her off at school two days later. She didn’t owe him anything, and he knew that. And besides that, she and Gross made sense. They were both way smart and in the same class and could challenge each other intellectually and her friends seemed to like him and… he was rambling internally. The point was, he and Devi agreed they were friends and things wouldn’t be weird. And now, almost a month later, they were talking in his hallway at 2AM, and it was definitely weird.

“Cool,” he crossed his arms over his bare chest. “Becca told me you were helping her with more stuff for her portfolio. I guess that photographer didn’t know what he was talking about.”

“What?”

He shook his head slightly as his cheeks heated up. “Sorry, I just meant that he kept wanting you to stop posing, but here you are booking another gig. You’re like a real model, and I just… I don’t know.”

She laughed then. He was so embarrassed, but still couldn’t help smiling into his chest. It was her laugh that helped him be brave. “Look, Devi, we agreed things wouldn’t be awkward between us, but things feel pretty weird right now. Can we just let it go and be cool?”

Her eyes widened again and she gave him a tight lipped smile. “Yeah, definitely. I just didn’t expect” –

“To see me in the middle of the night in my own house?” he smirked.

She nodded and continued, “in your underwear with a…” she gestured wildly below his waist with her eyes closed tightly.

Paxton felt the color drain from his face. He’d been half asleep when he got up to go to the bathroom. Had he really not noticed? His hands instinctively covered his privates, though they weren’t feeling so private right now, and sure enough, there was some definite tenting going on. His eyes screwed shut, and he felt himself stumbling backward a few paces before turning his back on Devi entirely.

“I’m sorry,” he muttered. “I didn’t… Shit. I need to go.”

He made a beeline for the bathroom and didn’t look back at her again. He slammed the door in a rush to escape the mortification he was experiencing and found himself crying out in pain. He’d shut his GD finger in the door. Jerking it out as fast as he could, he pressed the door closed with his back leant against it.

His head dropped, and a sigh escaped him. As he reached a hand up to push his hair out of his face, he almost missed the flash of red. “Goddammit!” he whispered furiously. His nail must have ripped off when he closed it in the door. Shit, did it hurt now that he was looking at it. Paxton turned to the sink and ran his finger under lukewarm water before forcing himself to put soap on it. He winced a little as it burned, but it was no where close to the painfully embarrassing encounter he’d just had with Devi. He looked down at his boxers at the reminder. Nothing like mutilating his ego and his hand to regulate his hormones – his erection had disappeared. He sighed again.

Why did he have to run into her? Why like that? Why did he just have to lose every shred of dignity he had left? Things were not like this for Paxton. He was Paxton Hall-Yoshida for goodness sake! Paxton H.Y. did not get nervous around girls. They got nervous around him! But Devi… he never got nervous around her before Gross’s party. Not like he had tonight. He was too cool to be nervous. He was good at being cool. What the hell happened?

“It doesn’t matter,” he told himself. He just needed to dress his finger so that he didn’t get blood everywhere. After rummaging through the cupboards one-handed for a few minutes, he remembered the first aid kit was in the garage from his biking accident a few months ago.

The coast was obviously clear, he knew that. He’d been in the bathroom far longer than intended, so there was no way he would cross paths with Devi again. Still, Paxton took a deep breath before nervously poking his head out the door. Sure enough, the hall was empty. Another deep breath, this time in relief, and he padded down the hallway to the garage. When he flipped the light on, his nightmare continued.

There was she was sitting on the couch – the couch they had sat on when they first met and she wanted him to… do something with her that she definitely didn’t want anymore. Her head whipped around to look at him, and her mouth fell open. Paxton pressed his head against the doorframe in defeat.

“Devi, why are you still out here?”

“I was just trying to…” she trailed off, but Paxton could tell by the look on her face that their encounter had affected her as much as it had him. He didn’t need to hear her say it.

“Alright, just let me put some shorts on.” At least the laundry room was right off the garage. He started to climb into a pair of basketball shorts while keeping his right hand aloft with toilet paper wrapped around his middle finger.

“Holy shit, what happened to your hand? Did you do it on purpose? Did you bite the nail down until it bled? Is it some side effect of the ‘roids you’re taking for swimming?”

Paxton jumped in surprise at being scared by Devi’s presence in the middle of the night... in his house... for the third time. This time, as he was off-balance, he immediately got tangled in his shorts and ended up on his side against the cold tile floor. He wanted to cry, he thought as he laid there. Why had this night turned into such a terror? Was he actually dreaming? Was he going to wake up and Devi would be asleep at her own house, in her own bed, and he the same? He would pray to a million gods to make that happen.

“Devi, why are you doing this to me?”

“I wasn’t trying to” – she broke off. “Here, come on, I got you.”

She steadied him at the elbow as he leaned on her to stand. She continued to let him lean on her as he finished donning his shorts with his affected arm out of harms way. “Thanks,” he murmured.

“Sorry, I asked about steroids. I know you don’t.”

“I wouldn’t.”

“I know that,” she nodded. “Sorry for scaring you too… What did you do to your hand though?”

Paxton exhaled in a huff. “I shut it in the bathroom door.”

“Oh good! When you yelled, I thought you racked yourself or something.” Devi sighed in relief. Paxton’s eyes narrowed in a glare at her. “Sorry. Do you have a first aid kit?”

“It’s in the garage,” he laughed despite himself.

“Ah. Yeah, that makes sense. Well, come on.”

She led him back into the garage and over to the couch. He sat down at her instruction. “Devi, you don’t have to” –

“Shut up. You can’t dress it with one hand. Besides, I’ve watched so many medical YouTube channels, it’ll be fun,” she said, plopping down next to him. “Come on, give it here.”

He knew there was no use arguing with her and let her pull his hand out of his lap. He took his time looking over her as she worked on him. He’d always thought she was objectively pretty from the moment they’d met, but he didn’t know he’d end up here, thinking about how cute she was. She was careful and focused as she peeled the toilet paper away, knowing it had started to dry and stick to his wound. She whispered a quiet apology when he hissed in pain, but never took her eyes off her work. She cleaned it, applied antibiotic ointment, wrapped it up in gauge, and secured it with tape. At some point, he found himself staring at her lips, thinking about how desperately he wanted to kiss her again – how desperately he wished she wanted to kiss him.

“There, finished!” She beamed at him. It was almost enough to jerk him free of his fantasy. Almost.

“Thanks,” he smiled lazily at her.

“For sure, I owe you for all the times you rescued me.”

“Yeah, ignoring that it’s your fault I got hurt,” he smirked at her.

“What? How do you figure?”

“If you weren’t wandering the house in the middle of the night” –

“I wouldn’t have seen your pork sword through your boxers.”

“Devi, what the hell?” he looked wildly at her. “Where do you even come up with this stuff?”

“People say that,” she shrugged.

“No, Devi, they really don’t,” he shook his head and started laughing. After a moment, she laughed too, and for that moment, things were good. “God, how did you do this to me?”

That sobered her immediately. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, I used to be the coolest guy in school. I’ve been going to prom since middle school. My friend’s mom hits on me. How did you make me the guy that injures himself trying to escape an embarrassing situation? That used to be your thing!”

“Paxton…”

“It’s kind of funny, ya know? The first time we were ever in here, you ran away after I took my shirt off,” he continued, unable to stop himself. “I may not be an honor student, but I do realize now that your mom does not have polio.” He saw a hint of a smile on her face and felt himself smile back. “And now, look at us: sitting on the couch together, legs touching,” he accentuated his point by bumping his knee against hers, “I’m shirtless and you’re not scared of me anymore, but…”

“But what?” she asked after a moment.

I’m so scared of you. He blinked, pushing the thought away before he could stick his foot in his mouth. “But we don’t get to act on it. We’ve come so far since we first met, but we don’t get to talk to each other like we used to… I miss talking to you.”

“I miss talking to you too.” He thought she sounded genuine. She was the only person, outside of his family, he’d ever felt comfortable opening up to. Now that she was dating Ben Gross, he didn’t get to have that anymore? Why?

“Look, I think we can agree tonight has been super weird, but you don’t need to only come over when you think I’m not here.”

“I know.”

“No, I mean, I know we said that before, but I mean it. I want to be your friend, Devi. I like you, I like hanging out with you. Can we make that work?”

It felt like hours passed while she looked at him silently. He could practically hear her thoughts pinging around in her head at a million miles a minute, but he had no idea what to expect. She was quiet for so long, he began to think she would say no. No, they couldn’t be friends. It wasn’t what she wanted anymore. Things were going to be weird between them, and there was no way around it. Paxton would have to just go on shutting his hands in doors and tripping over his gym shorts until he could move on from her – that was the only acceptable way to handle their situation. Then he saw it; he wasn’t sure if it was compassion, pity, or something else that made her eyes warm to his, but he knew he liked the way she looked at him in that moment.

“Of course, we can. I like hanging out with you too. Here,” she scrambled up off the couch and went to the refrigerator they had in the garage. She pulled out a diet mountain dew and a cherry coke zero, handing the latter to him.

“How did you…?” he stared at the soda can. His parents bought a variety of sodas, they and Becca both enjoyed having choices. The cherry coke zero was his and his only. He didn’t drink soda often, but when he did, he needed something with more flavor than a diet soda, but that wasn’t as sweet as a regular cola.

“Becca told me I could drink whatever I wanted except that. If it was hers, she’d let me have it or would have at least had some herself. Your dad was drinking a mountain dew when I got here, and your mom had a sprite when I was over for dinner a few weeks ago. It only made sense that it was left for you.”

“Anyone ever tell you, you’re smart, Vishwakumar?”

“Actually, no,” she pondered the question before flipping her hair over her shoulder and winking at him, “everyone else says I’m a genius.”

For the first time that night, he smiled a real, big smile. She mirrored his actions, and he felt warm everywhere. When she reached across the space between them, his breath caught in his throat. She popped the tab on his soda, and he felt a shaky breath escape him. “What are you doing?”

“Paxton Hall-Yoshida, we are toasting,” she replied, popping the tab on her own can.

“Why?”

“This is a new chapter in our lives, in our friendship, and we need to make it official.”

You are something special, Devi, he thought with a grin. “Okay, I’m in. What should we toast to?”

“Umm… how about no more injuries?”

“No more avoiding each other in the hallways?”

“Or each other’s gaze during history.”

“To not keeping it a secret when you’re hanging out with my sister”

– “and not scaring each other in the middle of the night with your pocket rocket at full salute.”

He snorted. “To literally never bringing that up ever again, especially not with any of those phrases.”

“Cheers!” she laughed, clinking her can against his. They both took drinks of their soda, and fell quiet again for a moment. For the first time since they’d kissed, it felt comfortable again though. There had been a very real shift in the energy between them. They could make friends work. They could spend time together. Was it going to help him move on? Certainly not. Was it going to help him cope? It was worth a try.

“There is something I’ve been wanting to ask you,” she said quietly. After their entire experience tonight, somehow she found a way to be nervous again.

“Shoot your shot, Lil D.”

“I want to go swimming. Will you help me?”

<< Part 1, Part 3>>

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