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dearyams · 4 years

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wanted to send you a prompt i was gonna do but i am too lazy prompt: mike and will have been dating but havent said i love you, mike is going on some trip for a week where cell phones dont work (obv future fic) and so Byeler is having a phone convo before mike arrives at his destination and they wont be able to talk to each other a week and will says tells mike he loves him but before mike can respond the phone disconnects as Mike arrives at the destinationn

[ crossposted on AO3 ]

“Finished packing yet?”

Mike turns from his suitcase and the clothes piles spread about the floor in his room and grins when he spots Will leaning on the doorframe a few feet away. He’s got two iced coffee cups in hand, indicative of finishing his part-time hours at the local coffee shop a few blocks north from the Byers residence. Mike wonders if Will biked his way over or took a lift with his brother to come visit before the Wheelers make their way on an impromptu trip to upstate New York at a cabin his dad had recently inherited.

The kneeling boy waves his hands at the disorderly state surrounding him and shrugs. “I’m trying and failing at packing the right clothes for this venture, I’ll say that.”

Will chuckles and walks fully into the room. He passes along Mike’s coffee, shoving around haphazardly folded pants to find a seat on the floor beside the other boy. Mike watches him grab a sweater and toss it aside. “It’s summer so you don’t need to pack heavy. Just grab some t-shirts and jeans; that should do. Shorts too if you’d like.”

“Sure,” sighs Mike before sipping from his cup. “I don’t want to make the visit miserable if I’m wearing the wrong clothes. Wrong for the weather and wrong for looking tolerable in the photos I know Mom is gonna force on me.”

Will laughs, a gentle breeze in the summer’s heat. “You’ll look good in whatever you put on.”

“As my boyfriend, you’re kind of obligated to say that.”

“Not really.” the brunette leans in to kiss Mike’s cheek. “I’ll let you know when you look bad if only for the sake of my own eyes.”

“And when you won’t be next to me, how will you judge my outfits properly?”

Will checks his watch and hums. “When’s your departure? If you have time, you can try out some of the outfits and I’ll let you know what works.”

Mike grins as he reaches over Will’s lap and snags a band t-shirt. “Sneaky aren’t you; tryna get me undressed.”

“I’ll cover my eyes.” Will places his unoccupied hand over his eyes but spreads his fingers between his middle and ring fingers to peek through the opening. Mike scoffs, tossing a stray pair of shorts at his face which makes the brunette laugh heartily. Mike already misses Will, the knowledge that they’ll be separated for a week squeezing his heart dry with romantic despair. He wishes Will could come with but the trip was pretty unplanned and though Mike's “job” as a blog writer and editor doesn’t require a remote location, Will’s job doesn’t allow the same ease when taking off work.

(Though Mike thinks he’ll probably still be working offline on an article if his mom doesn’t steal his laptop for “family bonding in the forest” time.)

Mike’s sudden fashion show lasts for about an hour and while Will does offer good input, most of that hour is spent playing around and Mike sneaking in as many kisses as they can get away with whenever Mike peels off a shirt and struggles to get his head through the tight collar of another. Afterwards, Will helps finish packing and when completed, they lounge about on Mike’s bed as Will discusses the customers he met earlier in the day.

Though he knows packing just mere hours before departure isn’t a habit he should develop, especially when the plans for his career require frequent traveling, he spent the night before editing a movie review scheduled for posting during the drive. Mike doesn’t regret his momentary time mismanagement if it means he spends more time with Will before the trip. The article can wait—he’s posting it early anyway—but time spent with his boyfriend is always coveted.

When Mike’s mom knocks on the door, Will pulls away from Mike’s chest where he rested his head as they page through Mike’s hard copy of The Golden Compass which he wanted to review in line with the show’s release. Shaking his head and straightening his hair as best as possible, Mike struts to his door and opens it with raised eyebrows. His mom looks up from checking her phone and offers Mike a tight smile before looking past him to wave at Will.

“I’m sorry to interrupt you two,” she starts warmly, “but Mike, we have to get going soon. The traffic through the city is getting dense thanks to an accident on the 70.”

“Got it,” replies Mike as he turns back to Will, who walks to his side with both their empty cups in hand. “I’ll see you in a few days, Byers.”

“‘Course.” Will grins and leans up to press a gentle kiss to Mike’s cheek. “Call me when you’re getting close to your destination.”

“Sure, worrywart,” he teases but turns his face to kiss Will’s lips one last time before he has to depart. He watches Will nod bashfully at his mom and give her a short goodbye before making his way downstairs. Mike doesn’t look away until he hears the front door closing and then he casts his gaze on his mom. “Are Dad, Nancy, and Holly waiting outside?”

“Yes,” she nods toward the front of the house. “We’ll all just waiting on you now.”

It doesn’t take long for Mike to join his family at the car, and as his dad pulls out the driveway, Mike turns in the direction of the Byers and smiles when he sees Will on his bike a little ways down the road watching. He sticks his hand out the window, his wave only growing more frantic when Will waves back. Holly giggles and Nancy makes a side comment about love sick teenagers as if she wasn’t one herself during her escapades with Steve, Jonathan, and now Robin. The first hour and a half fills with Holly saying “moo” every time they pass a cow on the way to the interstate and Mike feels like smashing his head against his window when they pass a farm and Holly moos until she nearly passes out. Pulling out his phone, Mike shoots Will a selfie of himself despondently looking out the window and groans when his cell service takes its sweet time sending the message along. Mike gets a reply a reply twenty minutes later: Will laughing at his misery with a short additional, “you’ll be there before you know it,” and a bunch of kiss emojis.

The next hour passes with Mike flipping through his ever growing Will gallery, a digital photo album filled with selfies and candid shots of Will, both solo and with Mike. He’s not one for being in photos himself but Will manages to drag him into a few selfies here and there. He doesn’t mind snapping a selfie either by himself or together—cheeks squished as they both attempt to fit in the frame as Mike holds the phone up and out—because Will always asks him to send the photo along and then makes it his lock screen until the next time he convinces Mike it’s photo time.

After settling on a candid shot Mike snapped when he and Will visited Lovers’ Lake and the sun framed Will like a bright halo of fire, Mike settles on playing a mobile game for about another two hours before staring out the window until the trees blend together and his eyes find themselves sliding shut. He wakes up a few times here and there when the family stops at gas stations and picks up snacks—he definitely remembers his mom arguing with his dad about stopping at a hotel which they ultimately don’t do—but he wakes up for the final time to his phone buzzing in his lap, startling him out of a dream he quickly forgets upon waking. Caller ID tags the number as Will and he immediately answers as he scrambles for his headphones in his pocket.

“Hey,” he begins, shoving the headphone plug into the slot at the bottom of the device, “Is everything okay back home?”

“Everything’s great,” Will’s voice crackles on the line and Mike peaks outside in the darkness to notice the forest surrounding him. They must be close to the cabin destination already. He didn’t think he had slept for that long. “Just checking in since it’s about time you’ve arrived if your dad didn’t take a rest.”

Mike laughs. “You’re cute, you know, checking up on me like this.” He hears Nancy snorting and reaches over Holly to pinch her bare arm. She glares at him and covers Holly’s eyes to flip him off. “Nancy says hello by the way.”

“Hello back to her.” Mike can hear Will’s grin and his heart clenches in sorrow at the current distance between them. “Are you doing okay there?”

“Yeah, peachy.” Mike yawns and covers his mouth. “Is it too cheesy to say I already miss you?”

“Maybe, but I miss you, too, so you don’t have to be embarrassed about it.”

A sleepy smile curls itself on Mike’s lips. “One week, Byers; one week and then I’m back.”

“Yeah, but don’t spend your time counting down the days, alright? I’ll do that for us both; you just have a great time at the cabin.”

Mike would kiss him if he could. “I’ll try my best but you know how my brain works.”

“Are you telling me it actually does work?”

“I’m breaking up with you.” Will laughs heartily. “Why are you laughing; I’m serious this time.”

“Sure, Wheeler.” Mike frowns as the last bit of his name gets caught in static. “Hey, I know this is probably something that should wait until you’re back but this separation made me realize I should tell you either way.”

“This sounds pretty important.”

“Yeah. I, uh, you probably already know this though but,” and Will takes a deep breath and releases it, though Mike hears it in short, split crackles. “Mike, I love you.”

The clarity in those four words stuns Mike into speechlessness and his mouth dries as his heart thumps speedily in his chest. Will is right, Mike already knows Will loves him, but this is the first time Will has ever said the fact out loud. I love you echoes in Mike’s head at the reverb levels of a rock guitarist. It takes far too long for his brain to come back online, but by the time it does, the car speeds past a brush of trees and the call suddenly drops. Mike looks down at his phone screen as the loud call dropped tone passes through his headphones. His home screen—a playfully disgruntled selfie as Will kisses his cheek—stares him back in the face as Will’s voice continues to bounce about in his head.

Mike, I love you.

Mike quickly calls back but his phone spits back the message that he has no service. “Nancy,” he hisses even though the entire car heard his part of his conversation with Will anyway, “do you have any service on your phone? I need to call Will back and my phone is being homophobic.”

Nancy raises her eyebrows but checks phone and shakes her head. “Looks like you’re straight out of luck.”

“Ha; you’re quite the comedian, aren’t you.” Mike reaches forward to tap his mom’s arm. “Mom, can I borrow your phone to finish a call?”

“Sorry, sweetie, I’ve lost service, too. I don’t think any of us can use internet on our phones.”

“Does the cabin at least have wifi?”

“Nope,” snorts Mike’s dad as he drives the car down a dirt road further into the forest. “You kids these days need to learn what life is like without cell phones anyway.”

Mike rolls his eyes and mumbles under his breath, “Okay, boomer.”

“What was that, young man?”

“Okay, bummer.” Nancy bites on her bottom lip and Mike sends her a grin before settling in his seat.

Their mom reaches a hand back to rest on Mike’s knee. “It’s only 7 days, Michael. I’m sure both you and Will can last that long without contact.”

He told me he loves me, Mom, he wants to explain but Will’s words are too fresh and far too private to blurt out in front of the whole family. He crosses his arms silently and turns to stare out the window, hoping that Will can wait out these next few days and hoping he doesn’t think Mike hung up on him after such an important conversation. I love you, too, he thinks to himself, smiling as he presses his hand against the chilly window and imagines Will on the other side as if the car window is the window in Will’s room and Will’s inside watching Mike with that ever so lovestruck grin filled with appreciation that Mike came over despite the cold night to comfort Will from the nightmares that occasionally plague him to this day.

I love you, Will, he repeats inwardly, wait for me.

#byler #byeler #mike wheeler #will byers #fluff #drabble #request finished #sidenote: i call the book 'the golden compass' because that's the title in the states!#on ao3

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givemequeen · 5 years

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she makes me... ; george x reader

request: yo f.g. can you do a dom!reader George smut bc I am a certified George hoe and no one writes dom for him 😔😔 ily a/n: ik you only love me for my fics :( I HAVENT SLEPT ALL NIGHT LOLLL AND ITS 8AM LMAOOOO pairing: sub!george x dom!reader summary: you decide to change things in the bedroom? warnings: dom!reader? bondages, ma’am kink? dom kink? cock ring, female masturbation, orgasm denial (for Geo), face fucking? blowjub ft handjob word count: 1551

You were very surprised when George asked you to switch places in the bedroom. He was very dominant over you and you liked it, it was hot and it was nice but you would be lying if you were to say you never imagined him whimpering under you. So when he shyly came up to you one day and asked you couldn’t say no.

Tonight was the night it was going to go down. You had gone out to buy a new set of black lingerie that made your breast spill out of the bra. George had said you could use handcuffs, ties or anything you would want to tie him up and you decided to go with a tie since George had many. To finish off your outfit you added your, and George’s, favourite pair of black heels.

“Ready George?” you asked from the bathroom.

“Yeah!”

“Tell me if it’s too much, okay? And don’t forget the safe word: oranges!”

“Will do!” you could tell he was impatient. You cleared your mind and shook out your nerves before sticking out your leg into the room. Slowly you entered and looked at George. He was laid out on the bed with his underwear on, that wasn’t going to last long. You walked over to him and saw his expression, he was practically drooling all over you.

You chuckled to yourself and kicked off your heels before seductively crawling over to him. His eyes went down to your boobs. You leaned over to him and began kissing him roughly. George wasn’t used to this, he was normally the one taking over the kiss and when he tried to gain control you pulled away and shook your head.

“Oh Georgie, don’t you know I’m the boss here?” you asked as you straightened your back. You had both your knees on either side of him.

“Sorry.”

“Sorry what?”

“Sorry ma’am.” you smiled to yourself reached over to the side table. While you picked up the ties you were sure to push your breasts onto George’s face. You pulled back and waved the ties in front of his face. George looked at them and gulped. Then you picked up his left hand and tied it to the bedpost before moving on to his other hand.

“You ok?” you asked once you had tied them both. George nodded and you proceeded. You tugged down his underwear and watched as his cock sprung out. “Already so hard?” you teased once again in character.

“Yes ma’am, for you.”

“This better be for me,” you said as you took it in your hand and began pumping it. You reached over once more and took out a ring from the drawer. “Geo, this is a cock ring. Is it okay if I use it on you?” you quickly asked breaking the act.

“Yeah yn, it’s fine.” you planted a quick kiss before getting back into your dom persona. You slipped it in and George winced at the cool metal. You then moved back to sit on your bum to the side of George. You spread your legs to reveal a hole in the bottom of your set which gave you access to your pussy.

“See all this?” you asked as you moved a finger around your heat. “All for you baby and you’ll get it all if you’re good, okay?” he nodded frantically and you slipped a finger inside of you. You moaned out and added two more fingers. Your thumb went to your clit to rub circles.

You closed your eyes and let your head fall back, your mouth was slightly open as moans escaped it. But you wanted to see the look on George’s face. He was tugging slightly at the restraints and his eyes were glued on your fingers. His cock was turning somewhat red and pre-cum was on his tip.

“This is going to be fun.” you thought as you fucked yourself on your own fingers. Once you came and let George lick your fingers clean. “Okay baby, I’m going to ride you now,” you said in a teasing voice. George whimpered a response and you couldn’t help but chuckle. “Want my pussy so badly, huh?” he nodded frantically and watched as you moved to line yourself with his cock. “Tell me how much you want it,” you said as you took his cock in your hand.

“I want you so badly yn, so so badly. You have no idea. Watching you do that did things to me.” you chuckled at his response and nodded. You teased him by rubbing his tip all over your wetness. Just as his mouth was about to open you slid onto him making him moan out. “Oh yn.” he cried. You took him fully until you felt the cold metal and shifted your position.

Slowly began to rock your hips. George moved his hand but then he remembered that he had them tied up. You chuckled at his attempt and ran a finger down his jaw. “My poor baby wants to flip me and fuck me hard, right?” you asked innocently. He nodded quickly as a bead of sweat went down his forehead. “Well that’s not happening.” you snapped as you spanked the side of his thigh. He cried out but you could tell he was enjoying it.

You moved your hips faster as you began to reach your high. The closer you got the more movement you needed. You began bouncing up and down and so did your tits and it drove him absolutely mad. All he wanted to do was grab them and suck on the, You arched your back and came with a cry of his name.

“Baby, wh-why can’t I cum?” complained George as you came down from your high.

“That’s the cock ring.” you continued moving your hips as to taunt him even more. “Now, I’m going to ride your face and you’re going to eat me out, okay?”

“Will I be able to cum if I do?” he asked politely.

“If you’re a good boy then yes.” you slid off him and he groaned at the loss of contact. You adjusted the ties so they were looser and laid him down so you could properly ride his face. Silently you asked for his permission and once he nodded you went to hover over his head. With one deep breath, you lowered yourself until you felt his lips against your heat.

You let out a shuddering exhalation when his breath fanned over your entrance. George noticed that and planted a kiss on it. After you snapped at him he slid tongue onto your wetness. You let out a breathy moan and ran your hand through his hair, tugging slightly so he would go faster.

It didn’t take long for you to come all over his mouth. You got off his face just in time to see him lick his lips. What should you do next? He had been a good boy and it was your third orgasm of the night. You glance at his cock and widen your eyes. You had never seen it this strained or hard and his pre-cum was leaking everywhere.

“You’ve been such a good boy George.” he smiled at that. “I might just let you cum.”

“Really?”

“Yes, Geo, you’ve earned it.” you went to his cock and put it in your mouth. In one fluid motion, you managed to take the silver ring with your mouth. George sighed as soon as it was off and bucked his hip forward. “But you have to be patient, okay baby?” he nodded to show he understood.

With a grin, you took him into your mouth was once and soon enough you were moving your head in a steady beat. George, on the other hand, was a moaning mess, he wanted to grab your hair and push you down on him. He wanted to feel you gag on his cock and want to cum all over your mouth and tits but this was your night, your night to be the leader.

You placed your hand on the rest of him that you couldn’t take in. Your other hand was down by his balls, playing softly with them sending shivers across his body. George didn't last long and as soon as you felt him twitch inside your mouth you pulled away and began pumping him off.

“Oh yn... yn!” he moaned as cum spurted out of his cock and onto your chest. You smiled at his cute little face, his eyes were closed as his chest was rising and lowering quickly as he tried to recover. You undid the ties and into the bathroom to clean yourself up. Once you were clean you came back into the room to see George rubbing his wrists.

“It didn’t hurt did it?” you asked quietly as you went to cuddle with him.

“What? No, not at all.” he wrapped an arm around you and pulled you close. “Everything was amazing love. You were amazing.” George leaned down and pressed a kiss on your nose making you squirm.

“Thank you- What are you doing?” you asked as you watch him get up, George turned to you and gave you a mischievous smirk.

“It’s your turn.”

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summoner-kentauris · 5 years

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im running a day behind for brufonse week! ahaha! half my coworkers are deeply ill! im! having a blast! hahahahahaha! yes! eveything is fine! anyway!

day 3 of @brufonseweek prompt battle / rest. i seem to be doing hybrids by accident i swear im not doing it on purpose. although this one is fairly off topic is i was going for battle. maybe i should just claim it was for rest. anyway.

not posting on ao3 yet because i havent actually edited AT ALL beyond typos. be forewarned. FYI the ao3 versions of my stuff are always more cleaned up

anyway.

cws in tags until i can do this properly on the archive o’3. mainly just heavy angst, and then me debating whether is counts as heavy or not. im a skewed subject yall. also precanon. thats a thing

It takes five months. Five months before Alfonse gets tired of the constant fighting, and cajoling, and coddling, and he agrees.

The last time he’d been in Zacharias’ room was, actually, the day before the battle. As he comes to a halt in front of the open doorway, he’s horrified to find he doesn’t remember what he’d – they’d been doing. Probably what they usually did when they ended up staying up late together. Reading. Laughing. Talking. Waking up late in the deepest parts of midnight because Zacharias was screaming from nightmares he’d always claimed he never remembered.

Alfonse would like to think that’s how they spent their last night together. Cuddled around one another, under the thin light little crochet coverlet Zacharias slept under. He always claimed it was too hot, in the castle. Had never denied Alfonse a place by his side, all the same.

Alfonse’s hands curl as other Order members squeeze pass him, into the room. Five months since that last night. Five months, and not a word from enemy forces about a ransom. Not a word from friends about a mysterious stranger turning up. There’d been no body, but then, sometimes people never found a-

He bites back the thought. He’d heard it repeated enough these past five months, when people thought they couldn’t hear him.

“How do you let go of someone you love?” he’d heard Anna talking to the stablemaster, one day. He’d thought she’d been talking about herself, but, “I’m just...worried about him,” she’d added. “We all are.”

Fine. Fine. If this was what they all needed to reassure themselves that he was alright…if packing up all of Zacharias’ things was some act they needed to do in order to sleep at night…if they wanted to pretend that forgetting someone was as easy as sweeping away their things, their memories, their papers and books and shield buckles and shells, and a small blue gemstone button from their trip to Aþál, and right there, on the nightstand, the elegant oil lamp they’d been gifted for helping aid the village near áyfir. On the windowsill a shining orb-stone engraved with their Order of Heroes commissions, under the stone one of Alfonse’s old royal dress capes, carefully folded with the clasps still as stunningly bright polished as they were when Alfonse had shrugged it off and lightly wrapped it around Zacharias’ shoulders, rain pouring down both of their faces and flattening their hair and mixing in with laughs and smiles and… and he’s crying, Alfonse is crying and he doesn’t know what he’s doing. Gods. What is he doing? What, by Hel itself, is he doing?

An OoH member has her hand on Zacharias’ blanket.

“Stop,” he orders. His voice is far more hoarse than he expected. He feels like he’s been running for weeks. Even his heart is racing.

No one is looking at him. Everyone, in fact, is trying hard not to look at him.

“That’s mine,” he tells her.

She frowns. “But-”

Alfonse isn’t sure when Commander Anna got here, but she is here. She lays a hand gently on the woman’s shoulder.

“It’s his,” she agrees. Then she frees it from the woman’s hands, and carefully extends it to Alfonse.

His fingers must be numb, because he can’t truly feel the delicate patterns that make up the almost lace-like coverlet. There must be something wrong with his eyes, because where the blanket is usually a pale sunshine blue, today he can’t help but see dark red specks and blood and screams.

There must be something wrong with him, because he can’t breathe.

It doesn’t matter.

None of it matters anymore.

“Thank you,” he says, stiffly. “If there’s nothing else you need…?”

The sight of the gaggle of people who glance over at him sends a bolt of fury through him. Zacharias didn’t like people to be in here. This was his room, no matter what they were trying to do to it.

The anger dies almost before it has a chance to exist, though. He’s tired. Gods, he’s just so tired of this.

Anna watches him, with something unplaceable in her eyes.

“Alfonse,” she says, with uncharacteristic gentleness, “you know we’re not suggesting he’s-”

“I asked,” he cuts her off before she can say it, before she can suggest it, before she can even move to think it, “if you needed anything else from me.”

She stares at him for a moment. And then a moment longer. It would take effort to stop his incomprehensible tears from dropping all over Zacharias’ blanket, and he’s too tired to bother, so he doesn’t. Besides, Zacharias will, when he comes back, understand.

He always does.

Anna stares for a moment longer, then says, “No,” very quietly.

“Well then,” Alfonse responds. He reaches deep inside himself for the part of him he only brings out for court occasions, royal events, anything that means he has to stand up straight and smile and be the crown prince of Askr for the day. Unexpectedly, detaching himself takes no effort at all. And once he does it, the word feels as soft and as fuzzed out as the touch of the blanket in his hands.

He smiles politely at everyone crammed into what used to be Zacharias’ room.

“Thank you all for you help,” he says.

And before they can say anything else, he turns sharply, and departs.

#do i think it makes way more sense tha zebzeb was getting mroe distant as it got closer to Leave Day?#yes #did i take that into account at all for this ficlet? oh no i did not #im dying inside #the part of me that likes thinsg to make sense is very cross right now #anyhow #kentauris' wips #technically #my fics #content warning for uhhhmmm. im not sure #let me think #probably closest would be severe emotional detachment (at the end)#loss of a friend #pre canon #heavy angst?#does this count as heavey #i would think medium since the issure resolves itself by canon but idk #i kind of eat and breaf angst so #bias is skewed here

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caidsjacks · 6 years

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Hi im caiden and i havent slept properly in two days.

Im sitting at work trying ro function and its just not happening ayyyyy send help my dudes

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kindred-soul-s · 6 years

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TLDR;

i need to journal more, but for the time being, this is quicker and it’s late and i’ve already spent the past three hours writing notes for my placement that’s coming up in a month’s time.

my eyes are tired. i havent slept properly for maybe a week. ive tossed and turned and woken up more times than i can count which has led to bags under my eyes that are now like tattoos- so permanent on my skin. but even though my eyes are tired, my brain seems to be working over time, ready to study at 9pm when im supposed to be going to bed (hence why i am awake at midnight, having been studying for the past three hours).

i met up with a friend last week for the first time in maybe a month. it was an emotional rollercoaster, and ive never felt so exhausted. there were so many tears, but sam smith helped me get through the days. we are now riding the wave of life together again. its weird, but it feels right. i can comfortably say i no longer like him like that.

i got drunk on saturday night and fell in love with boys i have no desire towards when im sober. but i kinda like that about my drunk self. shes so free, so careless, doesnt really care what anyone thinks and just enjoys the moment. she lives in the moment. sometimes i think i should get drunk more often.

i have an exam on friday that i havent studied for. actually, if im quite honest i havent even completed half the course work from the past 12 weeks. but im feeling calm about it. a sense of contentment is kinda just sitting on top of me and it feels okay. but im now taking practice quizzes just for something to do. the brain is a crazy concept.

ive been thinking a lot. like, a lot. about how i want to be a leader; about who i want to lead; about the fact that last week i had a man tell me that obama used to do youth work (something i kinda do now) and then he became president of the united states and maybe my work is just a step in that direction. which means ive also reignited the passion i had kinda lost for organisations that i just love. so ive been volunteering more. spending more time doing that kinda stuff that i used to love, but also thinking about my future post-degree and what the looks like. maybe i can work more on behind the scenes stuff at these organisations, make a difference in that way. so yeah, ive been thinking a lot.

ive been thinking of the things i want to do more. swim in the ocean. make more lists (grocery, to-do). write monthly goals. write what i want my future to look like. write about my dreams, my goals, my plans. just write a lot more. read more books. watch more documentaries. go outside more. go for more walks. listen to more podcasts. study for fun. there’s a lot i wanna start doing. and since my last exam is this friday, its time i started making time for them. im excited.

ive been thinking about how i dislike getting up at 5am. how im excited to start placement so i dont have time to go to the gym in the morning, but how it can be something to look forward to at the end of the day. im excited for that. im thinking of more ways i can move my body. yoga. im going to start that in the mornings again. classes on saturdays. pilates. thursday evenings. gym. going for more walks, and longer walks. just moving, more.

last week a friend told me that she gets tired a lot because her mind is just always working. anxiety. i think it was in that moment i realised why im tired often. my mind is just always on the go. always has something going through it. anxiety. maybe i need to see my psych again.

so yeah, there’s that. life is good. its really good. im finding my passions again. im sending more nights at home rather than socialising. i dont miss it. i dont have fomo. i actually like just... being.

#thoughts

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blaurascon-kzk · 5 years

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KZK Discord Digest #3 [Week of Dec 27 2018 - Jan 3 2019]

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PREORDER BONUSES will be distributed as soon as Kat returns from travel! We’re sorry to have delayed these, but time ran out!

REFUNDS, EXCHANGES, AND DEVKIT DISCOUNT have been extended until Jan 20. Contact Kat (Sylver Bu) if you’re interested.

Kat is currently traveling and will handle exchanges/refunds/etc as he is able.

Need a devkit? Fill out this contract and send it to Sylver Bu -- https://docs.google.com/document/d/17EijMp046_UUO-dsqDvj77rJb8Msf8aMiB2cbLvemTI/edit

THERE ARE SOME KNOWN ISSUES WITH THE DIRES! READ THE DOCUMENTATION NOTECARD! If you find a bug that isn’t mentioned in there, contact a staff member to let us know!

We’ll be pushing a patch for these issues in the very near future! As always updates are free & we’ll send notices so you guys know an update is available!

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DEC 28, 2018

[4:59 PM] Kat: @everyone Here's soemthing entertaining to look at while waiting for the dires: #T H I C C

[5:08 PM] Kat: @everyone Here's yet another reminder to folks to please, seriously, stop messaging me to ask when the dires are going to be out. I legit already posted it in announcements. I'm on the edge of being nice, and am coming dangerously close to telling people to just outright fuck off and relax so I can get this thing done before the end of the year because every minute I spend explaining to every individual who IMs me, is a minute I could be finishing the avatar. If you want a refund because of the delay, that's fine. I'll honor it before the launch. Just please relax for a couple more days. I am literally doing what I can without pushing myself too far and the added stress of all the IMS is NOT helping my mental state.

[5:08 PM] Kat: I love you all, seriously. but CHILLLLL [5:10 PM] Kat: I get it. I pushed these too early. I fucked up, Okay? [5:12 PM] Kat: @everyone also Iming me to give your support and understanding also helps less than you think. The best thing you guys can do for the moment is just.. go play a game, binge a show, or even go rub one out. anything is better than nuking my notifications right now. Please. :cry:

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DEC 29, 2018

[10:45 PM] Kat: @everyone So, the moment we've all been waiting for. The Direwolves have officially entered Internal beta. Scary, I know, considering I have until tommorrow night to squash any world ending bugs, but, bear with me and please understand that this avatar will not be flawless right out the gate. There are some known, documented issues that will be addressed once I've returned from my trip, but so far 95% of the avatar's features are working as intended. However, a couple of small features are being delayed in the interest of getting the avatar out into the hands of those who've been so patiently waiting, the features in question being only stuff relating to the AO. At launch, the Direwolf will not have its idle animations, half of the planned 'actions' are still WIP, and the only currently included dance animation leaves something to be desired. But, I hope you will all still enjoy what Stickman and I have created. Once its passed testing and I've confirmed its well off enough to go out into the wild, I'll have flame issue the redelivery tomorrow afternooon-ish. I'll let you all know when I'll be available to process refunds, exchanges and devkit signups. Thank you.

[10:54 PM] Kat: @everyone I know there will be a fair number of you who will not like the news that the Direwolf, despite being under development for 2 additional months beyond its original proposed release date, is essentially releasing unfinished, but.. I have no excuse. Please just.. Be patient. As with ALL KZK products, future updates WILL be free, and the first thing I'm doing upon returning from my trip will be taking a day to recover from traveling/convention, then immediately focusing on patching in the missing animations/features where possible, as well as squashing any known bugs. then I'll be prepping the preorder plush gift, available only to those who purchased a Direwolf on or before december 30th, and lastly, setting up the two freebie gift skins (as thanks!).

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DEC 30, 2018

[3:03 PM] Kat: @everyone Testing is going well. the last few major issues were resolved this morning! I will be doing my best to handle and refunds/exchanges/dev kit orders tonight. All that's really left is making sure everything's properly configured out of the box, and checking permissions. Thank you all for your patience, you've been incredible. I only hope you enjoy this avatar as much as I've enjoyed creating it.

[3:06 PM] Kat: @everyone and in the event that Im unable to help you tonight with exchanges/refunds, I will honor them up through January 20th, same with the devkit discount. This has been a rough launch, so I want to make sure I can make as many people happy as I can. I do expect some to game the system, and if you're one of those people, shame on you, but I know most folks are honest. I'll keep you guys up to date.

[3:07 PM] Kat: This release has been a sobering experience in many ways. Lots of lessons to learn. Lots of compromises to be made. Next time I do something like this, refunds/exchanges will be far less likely since I'll have made sure folks are more properly armed with the knowledge to make the correct purchase.

[9:19 PM] Kat: @everyone The Direwolf's gone GOLD! That's right, its boxed, its ready to go, but as these sorts of things go, Flame's the one who has to flip the switch (as I don't have the command for the database to force a redelivery). And don't bother nuking the terminals because the newest assets aren't in the server yet. I will let you all know! SO! This means I'm available to process devkit orders, exchanges, and, if folks still want them, refunds. Feel free to drop me an IM inworld, or here in Discord, AND, if you're wanting the Dev kit (not PSDs), this is the contract you will want to read and review fully, as it is LEGALLY BINDING. You will need an active google drive to get access to the dev kit files(and those who already have the devkit should hopefully see the full devkit pushed tonight.) https://drive.google.com/open?id=17EijMp046_UUO-dsqDvj77rJb8Msf8aMiB2cbLvemTI (the contract. Please make sure I've spoken to you personally before sending me a signed copy. Signing can be done via photoshop and a tablet, or by printing the document and signing where needed.)

10:05 PM] Kat: @everyone Working my way slowly through the list of names in my sidebar, thank you all for your patience.

10:49 PM] Kat: @everyone So, looks like flame's in bed. To be faaaair, i didn't exactly have the chance to coordinate this with him, SO, i'm going to quickly fix a minor issue with the HUD (visual, nothing too bad), pack up the fixed HUDS, and drop everything in the server and just.. see how it goes. Rofl'' Please wait until I give the word. mk?

11:39 PM] Kat: @everyone Well, since I yet again didn't plan things right (When do I ever :laughing: ) I've gone ahead and replaced the items in the server with their final versions. So, new purchases will deliver the correct items, and using the PURPLE redelivery terminal will send you an updated box. Also, dev kit owners, if you check your Drives, your Devkit beta v02 files have been updated to v1, and includes all 3 sizes and an updated set of PSDs that include shading for the bottoms of the feeth, the mouth, hands and inside the ears.

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DEC 31, 2018

12:17 AM] Kat: @everyone For the devkit folks, the Applier script will be made available tomorrow morning. Apologies for the delays!

2:38 AM] Kat: @everyone Devkit owners, a small update has been made to the kit. Included now is the applier script. Usage instructions are inside it. Also, the Direwolf Overview Document (linked in the devkit readme) now includes information for scaling.

5:20 PM] Kat: @everyone so I was up very late last night(7 am) working on last minute costume stuff for the trip, and I still had a lot to do when I got up this morning so I was not able to get into sl to handle any last minute help requests. I'll do my best to help where I can as my fiance brought her laptop but it can barely run sl on potato graphics. I'll try and arrange to have the applied script passed out in the main store. Also as a reminder I will be honoring any exchange requests until january 20th as i am going to be out of town until the 10th and theres only so much I can do on the go. Had i planned things better, the fires would've come out long before this trip but.. at this point i decided it would be better to arrive late to the party than not at all so i will do everything i can to make sure it gets the TLC it needs when i return. Sorry if this sounds rambly.. I slept 2 and a half hours last night before packing for my flight.. 3 hour drive to the airport and a 3 hour flight. But hey, well be landing around midnight so well get to see fireworks from the air!

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JAN 1, 2019

12:48 AM] Kat: @everyone landed safe and sound in Virginia. Been catching up on chat. Just want to remind people to read the documentation notecard for the direwolf as it makes mention of known issues, INCLUDING the animation problems for the medium and small.

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JAN 3, 2019

[12:18 PM] Kat: @everyone by way of @Stickman " If anyone needs to use a texture applier for the Dire Wolf that has specular and normals, this script will work. Rather than putting it in a box, however, it needs to be placed in every attachment (eg, head, ear, neck, torso, arms, etc). Further instructions are contained within. https://pastebin.com/ALPEchgK "

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“okay i get it you’re a great thief and don’t want to go to jail but i’m the exhausted af detective that’s assigned to catch you i stg if you let me bring you in so i can sleep i’ll get you a good deal” au (James/Bastet :p)

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Okay so like First of All no WAY would Bastet e v e r agree to that, she is Miss where's waldo / catch me if you can extraordinare but she takes a look at James' sleepless eyes and the wavering grip he has on his gun and sighs and flicks her wrist and goes "how about I give you a deal,"

"I'm??? the one holding a gun???" James goes, and Bastet snorts at him and goes "yeah but I'm basically bullproof and you're exhausted and are probably going to miss me and besides man do you really want to do all of the paperwork shooting at me will require and James looks like he's wilting at the thought and Bastet smirks even more, knowing she has him backed into a corner.

She coughs politely and looks pointedly at his gun and he sighs and puts it away and she just grins and bounces a bit on the balls of her feet and goes, "Okay so like I saw this in a show and it looks awesome and I mean honestly thieving's been kind of boring lately because everyone's so far from catching me, (James, crying in the corner, tries not to look like someone's punched him because he thought he was getting close) so !! I'm going to give you hints and clues to my next thievery

Oh btw what's your phone number

"I- what??" goes James, literally about two seconds from rattling it off tiredly before common sense stops him

"So I can send you the notes?? duh???"

(well I mean I could track her via the phone??? James thinks, forgetting that that Literally Hasn't Worked any other time but at this point basically desperate)

Slides his phone across to her because he literally Cannot at this moment in time, he's too exhausted for this shit,,,,,

Basically backflips off the roof and blows James a kiss and HE basically just wants to lie down and maybe not move for like??? a week??? maybe two, that sounds Super Good

He gets his phone back and for a week he doesn't hear from her and works overtime and tries to figure out what her plan is and what he's supposed to do and how to get through knowing s H E HAS HIS PHONE NUMBER??? WHAT WAS WRONG WITH SLEEP DEPRIVED HIM???

The phone number is enlisted under someone who doesn't even exist and James wants to scream

She put herself into his phone as "The Best [cat emoji]" and he doesn't find out until she texts him with this string of love heart emojis and a riddle with so many puns and look okay he was usually level headed but he swears to GOD he's going to ACTUALLY SHOOT HER

Or at least be a lil bit more brutal than is really called for when he arrests her because she's SUCH AN ASSHOLE OH GOD

James + the taskforce Bastet has figures out her stupid punny riddle and race off to where she's planning to steal her next artifact and she's laughing like crazy as they all chase her and James is like oh my GOD you're CRAZY and you literally just want us to chase you don't you???

She does a backflip and blows him a kiss and basically James wants to die

His partners rib him about it but also....aren't super pleased with him. Because he technically let her escape and look they're all tired too, and exasperated by this crazy lady who does whatever she wants???

Bastet texts after the heist and is like "awww, soz beau, better luck next time" and James is like "why do you text like a pre-pubescent girl I hate you"

(Bastet, holding her phone, bursts out laughing because she thinks this is hysterical and James is really fun to annoy)

James + Bastet + Texting = Nerds

James is SO PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE ABOUT WANTING TO ARREST HER???? IF SHE COMPLAINS ABOUT ANYTHING (eg. weather) HE'S LIKE "HEY YOU WANNA KNOW A NICE CLIMATE CONTROLLED SPACE THAT'S ALL FOR YOU?? JAIL."

Bastet is Sarcastic AF and loves teasing James w/ hints to how she steals things and information about herself but she's super clever and doesn't drop anything she doesn't mean to

She mentions loving Egypt and James stares at his phone and then is hit by realisation and rolls over and tries to suffocate himself with a pillow he's in agony, of fucking course, how could they not pick up on this before???/

And he texts his team and he's like dude she only steals egyptian things and they're like

DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY EGYPTIAN THINGS THERE ARE IN THE WORLD JAMES THAT DOESN'T ACTUALLY HELP

James who keeps getting pushed out of the group bc of his involvement w/ Bastet but she'll only talk to him and seems to know when someone else does it, and that just leads him to being more involved with Bastet and one day he complains explicitly and she just goes "want to know some place that isn't lonely??? By my side" and James is like WHAT THE HELL DID A THIEF JUST FLIRT WITH ME

all he manages to text back is "FRATRINISATION"

"I think that only applies if we work together?? Tho i mean we do work together in that i keep you in a job"

"no you dont??????????? i have literally three thousand other things i could do ????? I could help cats out of trees??? Help old ladies cross the street?????????????????????? LITERALLY ANYTHING???"

"Ah, but you LIKE chasing me. It's EXCITING"

"NO I DONT I HAVENT SLEPT PROPERLY IN WEEKS"

"Come sleep in my arms ;3"

"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME"

"Because it's hilarious??? omfg????"

James spends months being flirted with and sent selfies of Bastet posing with valuable objects before she steals them with captions like 'im stealing this...like you stole my heart ;3" and "dont open this one at work babe you'll get in trouble ;333"

James Officially hates the ";3" emoji. Like. Every time anyone uses it now he LITERALLY is like do NOT

James is Dying (tm)

He starts sleeping a bit better tho. Bastet always warns them before heists now and he's still trying everything he can to find her but at the same time it's been months??? she obviously has an informant or someone who helps her escape that he has to find and it drives him c r a z y???

Oh ye of little faith

He catches her turning into a cat after a year and basically faints and wakes up in an apartment he doesn't recognise and sighs at him and is like "if you yell about kidnapping i swear to god I will give you a concussion"

"UM BUT YOU DID THO??"

"uh no??????????? you can leave whenever?????"

James Does Not leave whenever, James sits on the chair at stares at her and eventually goes "hahaha lol okay sure. Question tho Im not crazy right. Like. Bc i thought i saw you turn into a cat hahahaha hAHHA"

-Bastet, literally shapeshifting into a cat right in front of him-

James, laughing hysterically and going Super Green and almost passing out yet again (This poor boy is Suffering (tm)) but manages to stay awake and breathes out super slowly and looks at her and she looks back at him and he basically says "explain" and she turns back into a human and kind of (super badly) does and James ends up staying all day and talking to her and not even realising where all the time has gone....

by the end of it he has more of an understanding of Bastet, and she's thrown like, three bangles at him accidentally and put shit on him bc she got restless while talking and he walks out of her place to catch her escaping over the rooftops and covered in jewelry this is Not how he expected this day to go

Bastet texts him when he gets home and is like "i want those back you know" and James is like

"Well looks like you'll have to steal them off me ;3″

#nari is writing - ocs #james/bastet #mewsefet #ask aussie #bip bop nari drops #oc drabbles #barbequeue #welcome to: i think i fucked up writing bastet??????? U GHHH #16/02/2017

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