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anghraine · 1 year
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I was just thinking of how fun it is when female characters are allowed to really viscerally enjoy power.
I'm thinking especially of cases when the character's power doesn't come from some MacGuffin, or a malevolent, psychologically damaging power like the Dark Side, or even an external source at all. I just really like the trope of female characters who are powerful because they're both talented and have put work into refining talent into skill, and who clearly enjoy using their very legitimate skill for their own ends, whatever the ends may be.
I was thinking of examples, and the first ones to come to mind were Korra and Kuvira from Legend of Korra, who I love both individually and as a ship. But part of the reason I enjoy both characters so much, hero and villain, is how much they enjoy being world-class benders.
Lots of people in that show are rightly confident about their power or abilities. But there's confidence and then there's the sheer enjoyment they have at being powerful benders who can and will wipe the earth with their foes, and it's just super enjoyable in this specific way I don't often see.
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6, 10, 18, 30 (hot tea attached to the ask, sip carefully!)
Hi anon 🤗🖤, first of all thank you so much for sending me this ask! And for the tea of aswell!!! 🖤 *Sending you this pretty 🌻in return
6. What are you craving?
At the moment just a few days without worries or stress about life
10. Books on your reading list?
I am in the process of reading the Witcher series atm, and I also want to start the Bridgerton series aswell when I actually have time for reading again.
18. What are some of the meanings of your name? (Or url if you don't want to say.)
Okay so let me look up the meanings of the name Lena...I found "light", "sunlight", "pretty girl", "generous and kind" and "she that allures". I only see one of those meanings kind of for myself i have to say 😅.
Also my parents didn't think about those meanings when they thought about my name, they actually saw a Gorilla at the zoo called Lena, when my mother was pregnant with me. And liked the name I guess 😅. My mother recently told me that my name would have been Mareike if my cousin wouldn't have gotten the name before.
The meaning of my username...is just how I feel/felt most of the time. Like there is only me, myself and I, alone in a way.
30. What is your favourite way to create?
Uff that is hard. I actually do love writing fanfiction, because I love creating storys in my head. But the last time I actually wrote was last december (2022). I plan on hopefully getting back into that this year. Other than that I love doing picture edits, and even a bit of drawing, but I am not really good at that. 😅
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vileminthefields · 2 years
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How to idealize studying
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Hello magical souls,
Since the beginning of my blog, I have been writing only in Czech. However, I love British English so, I have decided to start writing in this gorgeous language.
In this article I'm focusing on ways, how you can romanticize your studying. These are tips that I personally use while I study and tried to write them down as closely as possible to original.
It's my first multi-language article, so please inform me if I wrote anything wrong. And without any further to do, let's move to the tips.
Recommended to prepare a cup of tea, before starting to read.
1. With friends
If you know someone who wouldn't distract you so much, ask them and organize a study meeting at a cafe, library, at your home or in any other productive place. It's untraditional but it can be really fun. Just remember to set some limits. You want to be productive and it sometimes can get so exciting that you don't do anything at all.
It's possible you have no one to study with, so I definitely recommend to try StudyStream, which is a website where you can enter an online study rooms through Zoom. I started using it during the spring holidays, and I found myself liking studying with people worldwide.
I think it's also a good first step for introverts to step a little from their comfort zone.
2. Music
It's so incredibly unbelievable how can music shapes us. Yes, sometimes is just better to study in quiet but I think it can make us work even harder.
Recently, I add a new method of choosing the music, according to what you read. All thanks to @studywithinspo (yt)
Basically, if you work with numbers, you can play any (no dance) music.
However, when you doing reading for a language class or working with letters, it's better to choose more calm music, like Lofi, Chill or Jazz music.
Also, think about how do you currently feeling because even wrongly chosen music can have exactly the opposite effect.
3. Rewarding system / Pomodoro method
Basically, you set a certain time for studying and then you take a break. Maybe it looks a little bit less productive but it truly makes a difference.
In my case, I am using the 1 hour x 1 hour method (sometimes 30 minutes)
4. Morning / afternoon / evening
Everyone is most productive in different amounts of time, so finding the best part of the day really helps you to do as much work as it's possible.
Don't go to the extremes, when you will not sleep for several days. It only damages you.
5. Planning and organisation
"I'm calm, knowing what my purpose is. I'm prepared and know I can do it". If you plan ahead, you have the advantage you know what you need to do. Yes, you may have don't to think about it, but it is a low price for preparation.
Planner, digital calendar, bullet journal, all of that can help you, but there is no need to use everything to get things done in peace.
6. Aesthetic
This is the easiest way, how to romanticize study. Decorate your room with candles, pictures, books, aesthetic objects or everything else (what will not distract you).
7. Reading
I love reading, but so many of my classmates don't and I think one of the major problems is, that they are forced into a genre that they don't like. So, finding your favourite style on the book field is very important.
Mine are f.e. fantasy, educational literature and modern mid-war novels.
8. „Shut up, I said to me, when my mind said it's so difficult“
More like a tip, this is a motivation for the kind of work you really hate to do. Yes, school is hard. I know that from my own experience, but just start and don't make excuses, about why you can't start. As more work you do, the calmer you will be.
Also to over workers: don't give yourself exaggerated goals and too many tasks. Make time for yourself. The essence of idealization is to enjoy studying
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whatdoesshedotothem · 2 years
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Friday 10 July 1835
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no kiss rainy night and morning and F59 ¼° at 8 am   wrote a few lines to Cooper to say much obliged for his letter of the 1st instant  glad the ponies are well and fit for use and I shall be in York on Monday evening next, and will send them home - then read over copy (French) of letter to Madame de Bourke and wrote copy of one to my landlord in English  - breakfast at 9 till at which hour fair and a little sunshine - breakfast till about 9 ¾ - then at Walker pit (Holt there) and in and out till had Mr Husband about 11 - he gave me Brian Helm’s and David Booth’s estimates per measure for the Lodge with Mr Harper’s observations - B- much the lowest for labour - but the highest for stone ashler grit per cubic ft. - desired Husband to tell Mr Harper I should be at the Black Swan in York between 5 and 6 pm on Monday then at the Lodge cutting and had Booth - said I did not think it fair to make any remark but that he was much higher than BH- for the ashler – DB- said he had inquired the price of the man on Harwood well moor of whom Abraham Mallinson got me what I had had - told B- to see in the course of tomorrow if he could get the stone for less - he said his  1 horse cart on tolerable road would bring 1 ton = 15 cubic ft. at once and could go once a day to Greatland moor and twice a day to Harwood well moot - at once a day and at 5/. per day = 4d. per ft. carting - to ascertain the price of the stone and we could soon calculate the carting and then I would alter his estimate accordingly and Mr H- would determine fairly - would not say that I should decide - threw it on H- but my own mind is made up for Booth to have the job?  at a rough guess he thought about 600 cubic ft. might be enough - then sometime with A- saw her off on the pony to Cliff hill about 2 ½ pm then in the saddle room (George’s room) with Robert the mason till 5 ½ standing over him while he chiselled and hoed the mortar of the flags - saw he would do nothing without me - wish I had put down new flags, and used these old spoiled ones for the cow house or other things - but too late now - at 5 40 went to the cutting - Mawson and his 5 men (today) finished cutting away for the Lodge this morning and began after dinner cutting away for the bridge over the glen - Mawson just gone when I got there so went to the Stump X Inn - saw Mrs Mawson 1st time - and the 1st time of going there since they came - she a nice respectable looking woman - much pleased when I mentioned giving them a new sign (the arms) went to tell M- that I would have a bearing tried of the stoned in Whiskam road - home at 6 ¼ - dinner at 6 ½ - coffee - read the newspaper - a few minutes out giving orders to George for tomorrow - to take the great bay and Ruthin and go early tomorrow forwards to Greenwood to floor over Hopkins’ cowhouse  -then sometime with Marian - tea at 9 - 10 minutes with my aunt till 10 20 then wrote the above of today till 10 40 at which hour F57 ½° - dull showery threatening morning - fair and tolerably fine and rather windy from between 1 and  2 pm for the rest of the day -  Holt told me this morning his uncle Samuel Holdsworth had bought the coal now loose in Spiggs land for £350 that they had reserved all that underwater at 30/. per D.W. - Holt said little but advised stopping the goit immediately - said John Oates had just got £20 from Joseph Clarke for use of a road about 40 yards for the last 2 years long thro’ John O-‘s late daughters farmyard (she had a moiety of the farm and left her ½ to her father) and had bargained to have an annual rent of £7 and besides this 3 dozen of coals delivered at his own door at Pump i.e. = £8.10.0
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heybuddyitsmehai · 2 years
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✨50 Reasons Why Claire is My Favorite Gal ✨
So this was a little book thing with prompts that I hand wrote in all my answers in, but the video of me showing it was too long!! 😭😩 So here they are in sentence form! Lol I hope it works okay!! 😅
1. You are the best gal in the world.
2. You have the best taste in clothes.
3. You give the best advice about everything honestly! Your perspective helps me to interpret my own.
4. I still smile about that time we video chatted and had tea time! It just gives me warm fuzzies🥰
5. I am completely jealous of your eyes!!! So pretty!!! ☺️
6. You make my day just by saying hi! You make me feel safe.
7. You have the funniest memes of all time.
8. You are the best encourager!
9. Where would I be without your daily check-ins? Who else would tell me when to eat or drink water?!
10. You are crazy talented at interior design!! Omg!
11. You have the best laugh! It makes me laugh too!!!
12. If you wanted to you could be a best-selling author or marry Richard Madden 😌
13. I enjoy bragging to other people about your creativity and sense of humor.
14. You deserve the Best Baker Award.
15. If you were a holiday you would be Halloween or Summer Solstice! Halloween is my favorite but Summer Solstice is more your vibe :)
16. I have the best time "going" to the city with you! I like showing little happy things about my life.
17. Flowers, watercolors, and sunshine remind me of you.
18. We'd make the best bookstore owners, therapists, or TV show writers of all time.
19. It's fantastic how you inspire me when you talk about love. I don't have enough space but hearing you love love makes me hopeful.
20. Your superhuman rowing skills should be studied by science.
21. You're the best at understanding when I need space to calm down. You never get upset with me and I'm so thankful!
22. I love that you actually enjoy talking to me every day!
23. If you were an animal you would be a doe or a bluejay! Serene, wise, beloved, and cheerful.
24. You make me want to be a better person. You taught me how to love myself better than I knew before.
25. I wish I knew your secret for pretty fingernails!
26. It would be the best to see you during Halloween! Two of my favorites at once :')
27. I love watching people react to your writing! You're so talented and people need to realize it!! 😤
28. Everyone should be as thoughtful as you!
29. You make the best playlists.
30. It's the best to play yearning (?) haha! with you
31. I believe the world needs your unique perspective. You're so full of empathy and kindness.
32. Lorde (you) and Olivia Wilde ?? (me) should play is in the movie about our friendship.
33. You get my medical need for Leo West better than anyone else.
34. We should totally visit Galaxy's Edge someday! Or Italy! Or Greece! Or anywhere honestly!
35. You just keep getting better at being the world's best Scotswoman :')
36. You deserve the best of everything!
37. If we could bottle your snarkiness and sell it, we'd make a fortune.
38. It is supremely funny when you scold me for being a whore 😌
39. I am eternally grateful that you asked if I liked Maggie Rogers. I dont know who I would be without your influence!! 🥺
40. You will always be better than me at rowing/making tea/yearning/doing a Scottish accent
41. If you were a color you'd be light blue or lavender
42. Somehow I never get bored of your puns
43. I can't wait to see what happens when we get to hang out in real life one day! So many shenanigans and so many hugs :')
44. I love how you care about everyone. You're so empathetic and kind and genuine even if others arent that way towards you.
45. I love how you don't care about social media and aren't concerned with content creation. You just follow your instincts and I think that's very wise of you!
46. When we're old let's wear Mandalorian armor around the nursing home.
47. I always want to hear what you're going to say about pretty much everything! But especially when I send a new meme or if I get a little spicier than usual. 😌
48. If you were a junk food item, you'd be peach rings candy! Sweet, a hint of sour, their aesthetic is on point, AND they're super fun to wear on your fingers 😌
49. It's absolutely the best when you send me treats if I'm having a bad day or I'm feeling anxious 🥺 you get me and I'm so thankful!!
50. I am so grateful that you continually choose to be my friend! I don't deserve you!
MWAH !! HAPPY FRIENDIVERSARY ✨🪩🎉
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timextoxhajima · 3 years
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hi dana.. if it’s possible can i request some angsty wangsty based on niki la la lost you with eric🥺 and ughh i really love your writing like crazyyyyy
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♥ title: la la lost you in april [also part of @sunlightwoo ‘s 12 Months I Loved You collaboration project]
♥ member: tbz eric
♥ genre: f2l, ex! eric x fem! reader, model! eric [SFW!]
♥ warnings: swearing, some mentions of sex [like, once i think]
♥ wc: 3.4k
♥ a/n: sis when i first heard the song I absolutely loved how you used 'angsty wangsty' so I hope this one does it for you the way you imagined it <3 [fyi i wrote it in like, a camcorder recording audio format which is something i’m trying out so please hmu on whether it’s difficult to read/understand!]
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[REC: APRIL 2, 2019 - 6:39PM] SOLO LOG #1
Are you seeing this? This is the most beautiful sunset I’ve seen. I gotta get a shot of this-
Hey! Hey! I could help you take a picture with the sunset if you want to!
Oh! Would- Would you? That’d be great!
Of course! 
...
Here. Is it alright?
Yeah, yeah, it’s cool! Thank you so much!
Are you recording something? Is it a- Are you vlogging? Are you a vlogger?
Yeah, no... I’m actually on a solo trip for a bit.
Oh, where are you from?
Just the next state. 
Ah! You’re taking a break off... life then? I assume? Sorry if that came out weird.
No! No no! It’s alright! Yeah, I just needed a short break from... y’know, school and everything. My semester ended pretty early on so I took the chance to come out here and... see some new sights, meet some new people.
I get that. Well, for a start, what’s your name?
Oh, I’m y/n. Nice to meet you! And you?
I’m Eric. 
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[REC: APRIL 4, 2019 - 10:34PM] SOLO LOG #2
It is the 4th of April, 2019. I know, I know, I’m meant to do a daily vlog for all the 50 days I’m here but... it’s been... wow. Um... so I met Eric, the first day I touched down. The beach is just, about a 10 minute walk down and the sunsets are absolutely gorgeous. But uh... call me a fool and say that I’m living in the clouds but- what are the chances?
He’s funny, he’s such a great person to be around with y’know? Never a moment of like, awkwardness or stress and my God, look at me talking about a boy like that, though I met him 2 days ago. 
...
Um, he’s a freelance model. For those freelance shoots by UNIQLO or Target or something and he complains about the pay sometimes, but he looks good infront of a camera, so he’s... actually the one who won at life, really.
I’m not seeing him soon because he’s got a shoot out of town and he’ll be back next week. But I did get his number and he’s been texting me since. 
...
Wouldn’t it be funny if we end up together and then I have this whackass of a reel to show him? Jesus... I need to stop getting ahead of myself here. Freakin’ living in the clouds, aren’t I?
...
Anyway, I’m gonna go and see if I can get my weird projector shit up and working. See you.
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[REC: APRIL 7, 2019 - 5:14AM] SOLO LOG #3
It is... 5am... uh, April 7th- and I was just binging FRIENDS through the night, waiting for the sunrise before I get some shut eye and then... Eric just asked me out. Oh my God! Um, he’s coming back this Thursday and I’ll go see him at the airport before we go get dinner.
It was really funny ‘cause he had to wake up early for a shoot today and so his day has just begun but mine’s coming to an end and I just- I’m rambling so much, it’s kinda- it’s kinda sad, isn’t it?
I think I’m too happy to sleep right now so I’m just gonna text him some more before the sun rises- oh! He replied!
...
Anyway, I’m gonna go and finish up this last episode before sleeping. Hopeful I can sleep. Bye!
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[REC: APRIL 11, 2019 - 4:28PM] SOLO LOG #4
I am on my way out right now to go meet Eric at the airport, and I’m... it’d be an understatement to say that I’m excited. I know I’ve only known him for like, 2 days before he left but... I miss him. Is that possible? Missing someone despite knowing them for 2 days?
Anyway, I gotta go. Don’t wanna be late to see him.
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[REC: APRIL 13, 2019 - 10:23AM] SOLO LOG #5
Oh! Is that what you had-
Yeah! It’s the same camera!
What are you vlogging for, actually? Like-
Nothing, really. It’s just for my own usage-
Wait, you didn’t like set that up last night while we-
Oh, God, no! Who do you think I am?
I don’t know, I mean, we’ve known each other for... is it two weeks-
Just under two weeks-
Jeez-
I know, I know, oh my God.
...
I don’t regret it though. Yeah, like- I don’t really go down to the beach that often in the first place and it just- it just so happened that you were there that day and I saw you struggling with this old thing-
I was not struggling!
Yeah you were!
I wasn’t-
I’m kidding! Gosh, you’re so cute.
...
Are you gonna have the camera recording while this carries on?
I forgot it was on-
One day we’re gonna accidentally make a sex tape-
Eric!
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[REC: APRIL 17, 2019 - 1:15AM] SOLO LOG #6
-ould you pass me the hot water?
Mm? What?
The kettle over on the counter. Careful, it’s hot. Yeah, thanks.
Do you need help with-
It’s just instant noodles, sweet. Doubt I need a diploma for this. You’re recording again?
Yeah, does it bother you?
No, no, ‘course not. Though that means I can’t really do whatever I want to now.
What does that mea-
...
I can... still taste that bit of milk tea you had just now-
Could you tell it’s zero sugar?
I don’t think that matters, it’s still sweet and not great for your health to have that so much.
Aw, and yet you’re the one who suggested noodles at this timing, yeah?
You were hungry too!
...
Here, it’s done. Help me get the bowls? 
Did you even wash these?
Yeah, I did. If you don’t trust me, you can run them under the water for a bit.
Mhm. Here.
If it’s not enough, we can call for Macs.
Y’know, I’ve never had Macs past midnight back at home.
What? Really? Well, when you get back in May, would you try?
Yeah, why not? Maybe I’ll do that when I’m back in school. 
...
What date is it today?
April... hold on, um, 17. Careful, that’s hot.
...
When are you leaving again?
May 22. 
Are you planning on coming back anytime soon after?
I don’t know. I have school to worry about and the only other time I can come back’s probably during winter break in November.
...
I won’t be around in November.
Mm? Why not?
I’m moving.
To where?
I’m not sure yet, but I need to move depending on whether I get it and where the shoot’s at.
Shoot? It’s a big project, huh?
Yeah, it’s- it’s a pretty big deal.
...
I’ll- Let me just go and...
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[REC: APRIL 20, 2019 - 7:49PM] SOLO LOG #7
-idn’t have to!
No, c’mon! It’s such a great time to get this on camera! Come on, tell us what just happened!
Well, I just scored a huge model contract with Calvin Klein - in Manhattan.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I’m so fucking proud of you, oh my God! Can you believe it-
No, fuck off, I can’t either! 
Oh! Calvin Klein!
...
I swear, you’re an angel sent to me-
Fuck off!
I’m serious! it’s so timely- I just can’t- I’m just so happy to have met you.
...
Well, you heard it first here, ladies and gentlemen. Eric Sohn is a new model for Calvin Klein - Manhattan.
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[REC: APRIL 21, 2019 - 12:40PM] SOLO LOG #8
It is 12.40pm... April 21st, 2019. I’m finally back in my apartment after crashing at Eric’s for the last... 10 days? I think it was 10 days. My clothes were running out and I didn’t want to hike up his water bills so I just came back and- y’know did my own laundry.
...
Well, it’s- it’s been an absolute dream. The last thing I expected to... have, or meet? Here, is Eric. Um, but I know I’m probably going to regret this. Especially when May 22 comes. Uh... this is... it’s real bad. I mean, we’re great, y’know? But... it’s bad, because I know it’ll hurt. Like a bitch. When my time here is up, and I gotta go back to my reality, and Eric’s gotta stick to his. 
We haven’t really talked about it. May. I don’t think he wants to, and I don’t think I want to either. 50 days is too short. Either that, or I shouldn’t have come here in the first place. I shouldn’t have gone to the beach that day, in that hour. 
...
I just wish we had more time. I wish 24 hours were... maybe about 100 seconds more per minute. Does that make sense? 160 seconds per minute. Then again, I don’t think that’d solve my problem. I’ll still be on a ticking... time bomb. 
...
I know I shouldn’t say this. I know I can’t. I know I can’t afford to. But... I... I love him. I love Eric. With every... bit of me. It’s so... disgustingly cliché, but I feel so... comfortable with him. There’s really nothing we’d fight about, and even if we disagreed on something, we’d play it off like a debate, then forget about it the next day.
...
I love him. I do. And I’m going to regret this later. Without a doubt.
...
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[REC: APRIL 27, 2019 - 2:02AM] SOLO LOG #9
-ou can see the stars?
I don’t know, that’s why I’m trying, sweet.
...
Can you see them?
Yeah, maybe if I just turn this ISO- Oh! I can kinda see the North Star-
Oh! Yeah, you can! It’s really feint though.
Right.
It’s okay, we can just lay it down here-
On the grass? Will your camera be fine?
Yeah, yeah, or else you can just put in on top of my bag- here.
...
Here, can you see me? Am I in frame?
Yeah, you’re in frame.
Okay, great. Now get over here!
...
I can taste the smoothie you had just now.
Too sweet?
A little.
...
Oh my God! Put me down! Oh- not there! It’s ticklish- AHHHHH!
...
y/n, I have something to tell you.
Mm? What is it?
...
Hello? Earth to Eric?
I... I love you. So much... and I can’t bear to see you go in May. 
Oh, Eric...
No, I- I don’t want you to stay- or even think about it, ‘cause, you have your priorities and I have mine y’know...
Mhm.
I just... I just wished we had more time. 
I do too. I really do.
...
Eric?
Hm?
I love you too.
...
...
...
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[REC: MAY 1, 2019 - 4:23AM] SOLO LOG #10
1st May. 4...30? Am? I believe. Um, Eric’s sound asleep in his bed and I couldn’t sleep so I decided to do a log. 
...
I have... 3 weeks left. 4 weeks have gone past just like that, and I don’t know what to think about it. I came for a 50-day retreat. No stress, just myself and peace and quiet and tranquility and yet-
...
I- I don’t know if I can do this.
...
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[REC: MAY 7, 2019 - 3:58PM] SOLO LOG #11
So, Eric’s in shoot right now and I’m on the way into the studio with some donuts and coffee to surprise him. I called his manager and asked if it was okay so- I’m pretty psyched to see his workspace. 
...
Hi, I’m y/n, I’m here to visit Eric?
Ah, okay! Hold on, let me just get you signed in with the pass-
Count me in!
You sure? This Saturday at the prep-party?
Yeah- Oh! 
Eric!
y/n! What are you doing here?
I wanted to surprise you. Am I... interrupting anything?
Oh, not at all!
You must be y/n! Eric’s told me so much about you!
Did he? And you are...?
I’m Chelsea! I’ve been attached to the same Calvin Klein contract he recently got, so you could say we’re colleagues!
Well, nice to meet you! Oh, right, these donuts and coffee are meant for you guys actually!
Oh! You’re too kind! Eric, you’re such a lucky man.
I know, she’s just... everything.
Anyway, thank you so much for these. I’ll bring them back down to the studio for the crew to share. But Eric’s pretty much done for the day actually, so you guys can leave if you want to!
Are you sure? Don’t you need help downstairs with the equipment?
No, no! It’s fine, there’re more than enough people downstairs. Go have your date, and maybe you can bring her along with you for the prep-party this weekend!
What’s the prep-party... preparing for?
Oh, you’re so adorable! It’s a prep-party for the end-of-May shoot we’re gonna have. it’s a collab with DAZED so it’s a pretty big project.
You never told me you were involved in a collab with DAZED.
I was gonna tell you today.
He has been pretty busy recently, maybe slipped his mind. Anyway, thank you so much for the donuts and I’ll hope to see you at the pier this Saturday, mm?
Yeah, sure. Thanks Chels.
No problem! It was so nice to meet you, y/n, I’ll see you Saturday!
Okay, bye!
Bye, Chelsea! It was nice to meet you!
Bye!
...
Sweet, why didn’t you tell me you were coming?
I wanted it to be a surprise. I thought you said you’d end pretty late?
The filming was cut short because the shots were better than expected so we ended early.
Oh, I wanted to film you while you were at work.
You have that on?
Yeah- why?
No, just wondering. 
Are you uncomfortable?
No, no, it’s just... I really didn’t expect you to come to the studio. 
...
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[REC: MAY 11, 2019 - 11:12PM] SOLO LOG #12
It’s 11:12pm, 11th May, 2019. 11 days to departure.
...
I... saw... Chelsea and Eric... um, out by the garage- 
...
Well, I guess... it looked like they were just... having a really good talk. Or something. 
...
I left. I couldn’t watch it. So, I left without telling Eric. I did tell his boss that I wasn’t feeling well and I had to leave first. 
...
I guess this is the part where I regret it, isn’t it? Um... I don’t know... how... I’m gonna explain this to him when I see him again. Which is supposed to be- um- the rest of the night. I was supposed to go back to his place with him and I’ll stay for the weekend before I come back to pack my things, so-
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y/n, are you home?
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shit.
y/n, I know you’re home. I heard you talking. Open the door, I need to talk to you.
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[REC: MAY 12, 2019 - 2:00AM] SOLO LOG #13
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I look like shit, don’t I? God, my eyes hurt like a bitch. 
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I don’t think I need to say what just happened for you to guess what just happened, right? This... says it all. 
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Fuck. 
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I shouldn’t have come here. How did- How did my retreat turn out- turn out like this? 
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This is- This is too much. Too much in too short... of a time. 
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I don’t think... I don’t think I can do it. Not anymore. 
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[REC: MAY 19, 2019 - 9:59AM] SOLO LOG #14
It’s May 19th, 2019, almost 10am. I just came back from a morning walk by the beach just to... reminisce a little before I leave on Wednesday. 
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I... haven’t seen Eric since the prep-party. I blocked him and I told him not to come over, though I think he has, like, a few times. I thought I heard someone come up to my door, but he never knocked. 
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So, this is how it ends, huh? A 50-day romance cut short like that. Into about, 40? 
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It’s crazy to think that I had... the experience of a whole relationship in 40 days. I definitely did not sign up for that when I booked this 50-day retreat. 
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It was fun while it lasted, though. It was. I don’t think I’d find anybody else like Eric, and I guess it just sucks that it had to end like that. Things happen, right? That aren’t... in our control. 
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[REC: MAY 21, 2019 - 8:07PM] SOLO LOG #15
May 21st. About 8pm. I leave in about 15 hours. 
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All my stuff’s packed. Definitely more things to bring home than I brought here. Half of these things were bought by Eric and given to me. I’m... actually not sure if I should bring them back. 
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I don’t- I just don’t think I’d have the heart to throw them away.
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Nor look at them when I’m home. 
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Should I even bring this camera home? Maybe I should wipe your memory before I bring you home, hmm?
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It feels like a dream, doesn’t it? Everything that’s happened. It feels like a fever dream. Maybe when I’m finally home, I’d wake up and it’d be the day I come here.
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Maybe.
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[REC: MAY 22, 2019 - 10:03AM] SOLO LOG #16
-ny more luggage?
Nope.
Alright then, I think you’re all set. You still have about an hour’s time before the gates are open so you can get a cup of coffee or something, yeah?
Okay, thank you!
Have a nice flight ma’am.
Thanks.
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Good evening ma’am, can I check your boarding pass?
Yeah, sure.
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Okay, you’re good to go. Have a safe flight.
Thank you!
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[REC: MAY 22, 2019 - 11:34AM] SOLO LOG #17
It is about 11.30am and I’m on the flight, and here’s the view outside. Sky’s pretty clear and this thing says that the weather’s great so, it should be a smooth flight without turbulence.
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This is it. This is really it. 
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...
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Um-
Hi, ma’am, I’m gonna need you to keep your camcorder.
Oh! Yeah, sure, sure, sorry!
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[REC: APRIL 2, 2020 - 12:48AM] ERIC LOG #1
Wow, this is... weird. How did you do this last year?
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Um, hi. y/n. If you’re watching this then I’ve somehow managed to get this synced into your camera by some weird... bluetooth, iCloud shit that Felix helped me figure out. 
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It’s been a year. And... I just thought you should... see this, or hear me out, at least. I know we didn’t end on the best terms... and I’m sorry. It was my fault. I shouldn’t have yelled at you for being unreasonable for something that was... suspicious. I should’ve understood. 
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I should’ve been there. To see you off. And I’m sorry I didn’t. I... was scared, that I wouldn’t be able to let you go if I went to send you off. I was a coward. I still am. 
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But I do want you to know that... those 50 days were the best days of my life. Albeit it ended horribly, but nothing could... nothing- nothing will ever replace what happened last April. 
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I said I love you and... I still do. Every day I think about you and your smile and your voice and- and I cry to sleep... worrying that I’d forget how you sound like, or how you laugh and how... how you smell like. My bed smelt like you even after you left. 
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I just- I love you. And I miss you. And I’d do anything to go back to what we had. I’d do anything to get- to get you back. 
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I’m sorry.
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the clip comes to an automatic stop. the white triangle slapped onto the screen, begging you to play it again. you look up from the screen, watching the famous calvin klein ad that hasn’t stopped playing in the last month. 
he hasn’t changed one bit. not his hair, not his smile, not his voice. 
it’s a bittersweet pot of memory stashed in the back of your head when the memories flood back. looking back down at the camera, you count back the days - it was synced just last night. 
the pile of tissues by your thighs are carelessly huddled into the bin next to your feet, mentally berating yourself for going through the memory instead of formatting it. 
you stand, fingers shutting the screen back onto its body with a soft click. the tv blacks out when you press the red button on its remote. 
you’re halfway into your kitchen when there’s a knock at your door, and you immediately gasp, blinking rapidly.
“oh, it’s my fucking projector!”
rushing to the door, you don’t hesitate to get the door open. 
and yet, like the heavens were providing you with all the light to stop you from doubting yourself, your lungs empty themselves like vacuums. 
your heart stops.
your breathing stops.
“eric... what are you doing here?”
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caermis · 3 years
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❝For 6 Whole Months…❞ Pt. 1
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✑Characters 🍸Todoroki Shouto 🍷Momo Yaoyorozu
✑Warnings -Suggestive NSFW -Sorta yandere tendencies
✑Characters are aged up ✑No Quirk AU
✑Prompt/Summary: 🍸🍷Todoroki and Momo have been Married for 2 years, not out of love, but for publicity. Until they meant Lil’ Y/N, just the thing this poor college graduate with no job needs… A Sugar Momma and a Sugar Daddy.🍸🍷
✑Notes -Y/S - Your smell/scent
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🍸 “Todoroki-san, L/N-san has arrived.” Looking away from my office skyline view, I turned around my mic pressing the mic. “Allow her in.” Hearing the door opens and a woman with a kind smile on her face. Looking different from how I imagined her. Her hair was made of many braids and in a ponytail, wearing a black pencil skirt and a tight F/C button up. The smell of Y/S left her. Her brown skin seemed to glow, the sun from the window enhanced the glow. Knocking out of my daze, she bowed. “I’m L/N Y/N. It’s a pleasure to meet you Todoroki-san.”
🍸“The pleasure is all mine.” Giving a quick bow, I motioned for her to take a seat at my desk, my secretary closing the door behind him. Watching her slide into the seat, her hands resting in her lap. Slowly sitting down, I stared over at her. She was beautiful. Watching her face, she was holding her breath and looked somewhat nervous. “L/N, it’s alright. No need to be nervous. Let’s go through a few questions.” She gave me a less anxious smile. “Alright.”
🍸Flopping back in his seat, he deeply inhaled the smell you gave off fluttering into his nose. You had left a few minutes ago, passing the interview with flying colors. His eyes flickered over to the camera, watching you in the elevator alone, happily fist pumping in pure excitement. Chuckling to himself as he watched you. You didn’t give off the constant feel of complete confidence, yet neither did you give the vibe of pure vulnerability. You weren’t spoken and wrote what Todoroki said that could benefit you, only respectfully correcting him, when he said something that wasn’t correct about yourself.
🍸Todoroki liked you a lot and would have you immediately take his current secretary’s place, maybe even become his personal secretary so you would be around him almost all the time, maybe you wouldn’t even need to work, just keep him company for the day and he’d spoil you. You would become his Sugar Baby.
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🍷Momo’s job, says Todoroki, was to appear daily with a smile on her face and lunch in hand. Both knew popularity follows, and the well-known actress knew that she needed a good appearance. Not to stay. She was a normally rude person, but she didn’t care much for others that were not important to her. So she would play the loving wife and appear every day, with the same million-dollar smile and lunch. Stepping inside the building, the smell of Y/S filled her nose, strong, but not overwhelming.
🍷Her eyes ran across the first floor, before stopping on you. Seeing at how easily you stood out, you were beautiful. Watching your smile, she couldn’t help but feel the need to get closer. Walking through the crowd, stopping by your side, she looked forward, wondering how to get your attention without seeming weird. “Yaoyorozu-san. Todoroki-san is expecting you on the 100th floor like always.” Smiling, she placed her bag on the counter and pretended to search through it.
🍷 “I’ve seemed to misplace something of Shouto’s. I wish to find before I see him.” The receptionist nodded in understanding and walked off to help someone else. Glancing at you from time to time, before pulling back, knocking the open bag down. Without waiting, you immediately got down and helped the actress gather the spilled items. “I’m sorry.” She got down with gathering her things.
🍷“It’s alright. I’m more than happy to help, Yaoyorozu-san.” Passing the actress items back to her, her pale fingers brushed against yours. You were warm. “Thank you. I’m Momo Yaoyorozu. Shouto’s wife.” Standing back up, she slightly bowed to you. Doing the same, you smiled. “L/N Y/N. Apply for a job here.” Her eyebrows raised in interest. “I wish you the best of luck.”
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🍸🍷“I plan on getting a Sugar Baby.” The couple at dinner solemnly, Todoroki breaking the silence. Momo only shrugged. “Do what you wish. I might do the same.” Todoroki raised a brow as he took a sip of his wine and stared at Momo. She never seemed the type of woman to have a Sugar Baby. “She applied to work with me today.” Momo took another small bite of her food and leaned back in her chair. “We met today. She seemed so sweet.”
🍸🍷“L/N Y/N.”
🍸🍷Silence settled over the two as they spoke the same name. The couple stared at each other before Momo slowly stood up. “I’m going to bed.” Shouto didn’t move and took another sip. Not acknowledging what his wife said.
🍸🍷Thus began the six-month battle for L/N Y/N.
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🍸🍷Neither of them made it obvious that they wanted you to be theirs completely. Having obtained the job of Todoroki’s personal secretary, you were by his side 24/6, never seeming to do actual work. Maybe grab a cup of tea for the man or set reminders for personal stuff, while his work secretary handled his meetings and such, leaving you with much free time to converse with the man.
🍸🍷His wife, Yaoyorozu, always appeared the same exactly every day, so you took it upon yourself to wait for her by the elevator and walk with her back to Todoroki-san’s office, making small talk. The kind smile never leaves her face. Usually staying for two minutes to discuss things with Todoroki-san privately and you’d wait outside.
🍸🍷Sooner her daily visits became longer, lasting up to almost a full 30 minutes before having to leave and return to work. You’d walk her to the elevator and bid her farewell until you saw her tomorrow. That was a normal day for you.
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🍸🍷“Here you go.” Passing me a little business card, it was his personal phone number. Standing in front of my car, the sun had gone down and Todoroki-san had offered to walk me there before heading back home. “Are you sure?” He nodded with the smallest smile, his hands tucked into his pockets. “You’re my personal secretary, so staying in contact with you at all times is important.” Just like you thanked him hand headed home. Your job had no certain hours or a set pay. Your payday ranged from $15,000 to $30,000 every two weeks, nothing seemed to drop below $15,000 dollars, and you had more than enough to pay for your bills.
🍸🍷“L/N, we should go out on a girls’ trip!” Yaoyorozu excitedly grabbed my hands as we sat with Todoroki for lunch. “Maybe go to America and I could meet your family. Or you could come to France or Europe for a week. Wouldn’t that sound lovely, Darling?” She turned to Todoroki, who simply nodded, took a sip of his water and turned back to his computer and resumed typing.
🍸🍷That was one thing you noticed, Yaoyorozu and Todoroki’s relationship felt so forced and he hardly even acknowledge her presence unless on national Television and Galas that you had to attend, always with Todoroki, taking notes before you were dragged away with Yaoyorozu. “That sounds wonderful, Yaoyorozu-san.”
🍸🍷“Call me Momo.” Giving a curt nod, I smiled. As time flew fast like every day, it was time for Momo to return to the screen, starring in a major role in a new movie. Cleaning up the lunch, I could feel Todoroki’s eyes on me as I moved. “L/N, can you assist me, please?” Throwing things in the trash, I walked to his side, pointing to his screen. Leaning forward, the smell of fresh cold wind, mixed with the warmth of campfire smell filled my nose.
🍸🍷“Should I set a reminder for the next major meeting and prepare a new suit?” Hearing him chuckle, I moved away. Staring at him, I pulled out my notebook. “Did I say something funny?” Todoroki leaned back in his chair, eyes closed, his hand pulling at his tie slowly. Oh. O h. This man was a different breed.
🍸🍷“Are you alright?” Snapping back into reality, I nodded. “Can you remind me to contact Midoriya for dinner and drinks?” jogging it down in my notebook. ‘Get a bucket and a mop-’ Hearing my phone go off, I rushed to the other a step back of the desk, grabbing my phone and pressing the answer.
🍸🍷“I am in the middle of working.”
🍸🍷“I know that idiot, but I’ll be picking you up early.”
🍸🍷“Why?”
🍸🍷“The old hag is in the hospital.”
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🍸🍷Shouto watched you in silence, you weren’t one to answer calls while working and his ringtone was different from the previous ones, seeing as you had a different ringtone for each other. He quickly learned that when Momo had called and it was some pop girl song, and from when he purposely called you to see if he had one, which he did, but the song was in English and he couldn’t understand it.
🍸🍷“Todoroki-san, is it alright if I leave early. My boyfriend’s mother is in the hospital.”
🍸🍷Wait what! The infamous L/N Y/N had a boyfriend and not either of them seem to know.
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ninak803 · 3 years
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Recently we, this blog here, reached 100 followers! I know it's not much, but it is a lot for me!
I really don't know why you decided on following me, but I appreciate every one of you! I really do.
So here is a little something I wrote for you! I hope you enjoy it & as always, ignore my stupid mistakes, there was no beta reading this time :)
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Remus opened the front door, went inside, then closed the door behind him again. He let his keys drop into the bowl on the drawer right next to the entrance.
He had placed the bowl there after the thousandth time that Sirius had forgotten his keys, now both of them had made it to their routine to place the keys there right after coming home and ever since Remus didn't have to drive back home to help Sirius out with his keys.
“Sweetheart, I'm back.” he called for Sirius.
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No answer.
Remus made his way to the kitchen, took a glass of water and took a sip.
“Sirius?” he called again, but still no answer.
He pulled out his phone, no messages, no missed calls.
So Sirius should be home, his work day ended early on fridays. Maybe he went grocery shopping and forgot to write a note for Remus.
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Remus emptied his glass and went into the bedroom, put his glasses on the bedside table and looked for his favorite sweater. He found it in Sirius' part of the wardrobe.
Remus pulled it over his head and smiled. Sirius tended to steal his clothes and didn't give it back, but Remus really didn't mind.
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He loved seeing Sirius in his clothes, the sleeves way too long, covering his hands and giving him sweater paws.
He loved seeing him sitting on the couch holding a cup of tea with his sweater paws.
He loved seeing Sirius happy and relaxed expression, when they sat together on the couch, cuddling in the evenings.
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When someone would have told him that his future would look like this, he would have laughed at them. He and Sirius? Living together? In a relationship? Never.
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Yes they were friends at school and Remus had feelings for him like forever, but he would have never imagined that Sirius had the same feelings for him. But after a very great party, James' seventeenth birthday party to be more precise, Sirius and Remus ended up being the last one awake and in the early morning hours, Remus plucked up all his courage and kissed him.
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And to his surprise, Sirius had kissed him back. It was a sloppy, awkward kiss, but somehow it was perfect exactly like it was.
Remus wouldn't have wanted it any other way. And they had practiced a lot since then.
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And now, five years later, they were sharing their first flat together and everything was perfect. Yes, they fought from time to time, like every other couple, but they always made it up afterwards. They talked about everything and Remus knew he could tell Sirius anything, he wouldn't judge him in the slightest.
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His phone made a sound that indicated an incoming message and Remus took it out of his pocket to check. It was from Sirius: Come meet me in the garden, love
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So Remus walked down the hallway and went through their backdoor into the garden. The sun was setting already and everything was covered in a nice, warm light. It was a perfect evening, still warm, the chirping of the crickets unmistakable and it smelled of flowers and freshly mowed grass.
It didn't take him long to spot Sirius, who was standing in the middle of a circle of torches.
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“Uhm… Hi? What are you doing here?” Remus asked him, coming closer.
Sirius laughed nervously, then moved a hand through his hair before he took Remus' hand, pulling him closer.
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“I… I need to tell you something.”
“Okay? Go on?”
Remus squeezed his hand reassuringly.
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Sirius took a deep breath, his eyes not leaving Remus. He laughed again.
“Okay, I've planned this for a while now, I promise I have prepared a speech and everything but… I am so nervous right now, I have forgotten everything.”
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Remus raised an eyebrow, but smiled. He took Sirius' face into his hands.
“You don't have to be nervous, Sirius. You know that.”
He kissed him gently.
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“I know, I know. I still am. Okay, I've got it now.” Sirius took another deep breath “Remus, I love you. I've loved you for years now and I still don't know how I've deserved you, but I am so incredibly glad to have you. And I can't imagine my life without you, I want to spend the rest of it together with you. I really, really want to get old with you, seeing us become all crinkly together. Remus you know me better than anyone else, better than I know myself, you really are my better half. I don't know what I would do without you.”
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Sirius made a step back and took a small velvet box out of his pocket. Then he got down on one knee and Remus' heart started beating fast and he bit on his lower lip, his eyes not leaving Sirius.
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With shaking hands Sirius opened the box; inside was a simple silver ring, decorated with a thin golden line that went all around. Sirius looked at Remus expectantly.
“Will you marry me, Remus?” Sirius asked, his voice thick with emotions.
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Remus got down on his knees to be on eyelevel with Sirius. Tears were shining in Remus' eyes when he took Sirius' face in his hands again, leaning his forehead against his.
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“Yes. Yes, of course. I really want to marry, Sirius.” Remus whispered.
Remus kissed him gently once, twice. He felt Sirius tears where he was still holding him and he couldn't hold back his own tears anymore. Happy tears.
Sirius removed Remus' hands slowly from his face, then he took the ring out of the box and slid it on Remus' finger.
It felt strange, unfamiliar, the cold metal against his skin, but he liked it. He liked the meaning behind it.
Sirius laughed a little.
“It fits.”
Remus looked at him, smiling and gently wiped Sirius tears away.
“It's perfect, sweetheart.”
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trekkiepirate · 2 years
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Tagging for spoilers but I consider my Witcher Season 2 reactions fairly spoiler free, just feelings without too much in the way of details.
And yes, I started it right at midnight and just finished and took today off work because I am a nerd in love.
Feelings begin now and are in no particular order so the numbers aren't episode numbers or as I watched, just keeping track of how many FEELINGS WERE FELT
1. What the fuck? What the fuck? What the actual ever-loving FUCK?
2. Welp, at least it wasn't a lark.
3. If anyone wants to know, I love this adorable mute elf boy so much forever and it was a flashlight.
4. MY SWEET BABY SOMEONE HUG H-oh...thank you. I literally wanted exactly this. These scenes (and all scenes with the two of them but this first and the last ones especially) are everything to me and I would like to inject them into my veins.
5. Okay I think the may legit be going somewhere unexpected with the romances and fuck it, I'm into it.
6. RIENCE AND STREGOBOR, I WILL RIP YOU BOTH TO RAGS AND EAT YOUR HEARTS IN THE MARKETPLACE
7. Okay so relationships are just all over the place, sure whatever, this may as well happen.
8. Triss, I love you so much I gently kiss your forehead.
9. Joey Batey, you are damaging my asexuality as per usual. You brilliant actor and gorgeous man and fantastic singer, and bastardy bastard man.
10. NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE CAN'T WATCH GONNA BE ILL
11. Sure, sure, let's bring in slavic folklore, this may as well happen.
12. Fringy, dear Fringy, someone hug this woman! Someone believe in this woman!
13. Someone kiss Jaskier on the mouth so I don't have to (although if called upon I volunteer as tribute)! Also if we could all be about 50% kinder to the bard at all times. Let him finish his damn fool name!
14. Getting the band back together!
15. "And I'm sorry" MY SKIN IS CLEAR MY CROPS ARE WATERED
16. Special shout out to the writer who wrote in Jaskier taking his shirt off, I OWE YOU MY LIFE! If you are based in LA, I will legit buy you a drink at any bar (or coffee/tea shop), any day, any time. A TOAST TO YOU!
17. You know what, fuck it all, I’mma ship the fuck outta this and no one can stop me. AT LEAST THEY APPRECIATE EACH OTHER
18. Coen, I don’t care if you’re a Wolf, a Griffin or a tap dancing Poodle, I LOVE YOU, ALL TIME BEST WITCHER FOREVER
19. Inspecting abs like NETFLIX DO WE NEED TO HAVE A FUCKING CHAT ABOUT DEHYDRATING YOUR ACTORS BECAUSE I WILL CUT A BITCH IF YOU DEHYDRATED THIS MAN FOR THOSE ABS
20. WHY DO THEY CALL GERALT ‘WOLF’ THEY ARE ALL WOLVES IT MAKES NO SENSE GODSDAMMIT!
21. “Whoreson Prison Blues” is now my favourite Witcher song forever.
22. WHY IS JASKIER THE ONLY ONE WHO NEVER GETS TO CHANGE HIS CLOTHES?
23. Hahahaha, oh noooooo, fuuuuuck, can we just check in with Jaskier just one more tim-no? Okay, nothing more for him? Gotta wait months and maybe over a year? Cool, cool, cool.
24. Kim Bodnia, I fucking love you. I already loved you as Joey’s work husband and just a delightful man, but fuuuuuuuck you did ALL the justice to Vesemir.
25. Would die for Gordon. “Talent recognize talent” had me shoving my face into a sheet so I would not laugh loud enough to wake my sister.
26. I NEED MORE MICE BACKSTORIES AND NAMES, JOEY!
27. Episode 8 was NOT Yennefer and Jaskier Go To A Spa and I am disappointed forever.
28. Hahaha, okay so we are gonna talk about the Mountain and Beth gonna have FEELINGS
29. WHAT CAME FIRST: THE BUTCHER OR THE SECRET WORLDS?
30. NENNEKE I LOVE YOU MOST ALL TIME FOREVER. YOU AND COEN AND VESEMIR YOU’RE MY SEASON 2 MVPS
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H-el-ical// 『B-day Event 2021』Live Commentary/Report
Date: July 2, 2021 Stream open 18:00/Stream start 18:30 Stream Ticket purchase period: 2021/6/19 12:00〜7/8 19:00   Ticket sales page https://eplus.jp/h-el-ical_st/ Ticket price: 3,000 yen Archived video available until July 8 23:59
Hikaru tweet |
Notes: As discussed in previous posts, it’s VERY hard for foreigners to buy tickets on e+. Their service requires a registration with an active Japanese phone number which needs to be verified via SMS/call (something I managed to do a couple of years ago with the help of a kind friend in Japan - it wasn’t easy at all). On top of that, you can ONLY pay with Japanese credit cards or at convenience stores (once again, something that was only possible because I know kind people who are willing to help me with stuff like that). Lots of hurdles which aren’t easily overcome. *sighs* I know that e+ does in fact have an overseas ticket service but alas, Hikaru’s team have decided not to offer it. Maybe it wouldn’t have paid off for them, I don’t know. However, I think you CAN use a proxy service like FromJapan or WhiteRabbitExpress because they will handle the whole process for you. Careful though! It has come to my attention that certain foreign fans cannot access the relevant e+ pages anymore. I think the reason for that might be that e+ blocked the countries where their overseas service is available. So even if you get a Japanese ticket through FromJapan etc you might not be able to access the event without using some proper VPN. Anyways, without further ado, let’s get to the live commentary 〈(•ˇ‿ˇ•)-→
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LIVE COMMENTARY/IMPRESSIONS (TO BE UPDATED)
The current background music is an acoustic instrumental arrangement of a famous song I know but for the live of me, I can’t remember its name or the lyrics. Sounds a bit jazz-y, pop standard-ish, I’m guessing that will be the vibe for the event? I don’t really know the other piece they are playing now. Could be anything really.:P
It’s a small but cute venue. Takeshi Kato (from SPICE) is enthusiastic as always as host XD Hikaru looks super cute. They are clapping “Happy Birthday” for her (they can’t sing due to COVID guidelines unfortunately). She also got a little cake and and Amazon giftcard from her management.
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Time for a little “How much do you know about H-el-ical//”  quiz: She needs to reply within 5 seconds which Hikaru finds very difficult. On what day was “pulsation” released? (June 1 2019) The venue for her 1st H-el-ical// live? (Kanagawa Kenmin Hall) How many H-el-ical// songs are there in total? (24) How many goods did she sell for her acoustic live in 2020? (11) Something about the key being different in the first part of the song compared to all her other songs. Hikaru doesn’t know this. Gushimiyagi chose that question :P Apparently it’s Landscape. Hikaru scolds Gushi for coming up with such a difficult question :P Otherwise Hikaru did great tho, she answered 4 out of 5 qustions
Then they bring out five different bubble teas for Hikaru to taste. I think she is supposed rank them according to how strong they taste or sometthing? No idea. She is pretty good at it (even though she almost chokes :P) And she was happy to finally drink some tapioca again. She is trying to take a break for the YK Live Tour.
LIVE CORNER: She is doing the TOP 3 of the survey where we got to choose our faves. Hirotaka Sakurada has joined Hikaru on stage. 1. disclose ~ acoustic ver. [WOW!! LOVE IT!! So powerful *chills*] 2. Altern-ate- ~ acoustic ver. [Really loving these arrangements. Sakurada’s playing is pretty epic and fits Hikaru’s super dramatic and dark singing.] 3. 咲 -SHOW- [Okay, didn’t expect that to be so high in the ranking. Not one of my favourites :P A tad too shrill for my liking, much preferred the lower key of the previous songs. Still Hikaru is super cute and she was happy that it ranked so high bcause she wrote the song for us]
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GOODS INTRO CORNER: Hikaru is excited to see lots of people wear her masks. Cute as always. My merch already arrived at the TENSO warehouse. Can’t wait to receive all of them. Dammit, the t-shirt looks so soft. Her shirts are honestly the best. I kinda regret not ordering one. There is still a chance for you to purchase the items! [H-el-ical // Limited time ONLINE SHOP] http://h-el-ical.tokyo TUTORIAL [Order period] 2021/5/21 20: 00 ~ 2021/7/6  23:59
LIVE CORNER: We are back to some songs. Something summer-themed. 4. Spiranthes [Lovely as always. Not what I would have liked to hear from the “Blooming” album tho :P]. 5. 水 – Find your answer [Another nice pick but once again not what I would have chosen from the “elements” album] MC: Hikaru is super happy to have Sakurada with her because she has loved his playing ever since the Kalafina day. 6. 火 − One step forward [They did a darker arrangement for this live. I love it! Made me fall in love with the song. Hikaru SLAYS!] 7. Existence ~ acoustic ver. [LOL, I almost forgot about this song. Shame on me. I prefer it like this I think. Her screams are super cool]. 8. 紡-TSUMUGU- [Ahhhhhh, I knew this would be the final song. I am in love. The lalalas always get to me! She asks everyone at the venue to clap along and everyone who is watching the stream can sing the lalalas with her 💕 ]
She received another present from her drummer MASUKE. Then Hikaru  once again announces that all her albums are now available on various streaming services. AND we are getting a NEW SONG today on YouTube - “I am me”. Please look forward to it! It’s a song with a very youthful vibe. Awwww, her final words are so touching, I think she almost teared up. And she is taking some pictures with the audience whic she will upload later. AHhhh. wish I could have been there. Will there be an encore? Maybe? But the live stream doesn’t seem to cover it?
ENCORE: THERE IS an ancore!! And it IS covered by the live stream!! For a second the sound didn’t work but they fixed it quickly. BANZAI! 9. Happy Birthday [She sang it for herself because the audience isn’t allowed to sing. So precious! ]
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octupus-on-the-moon · 3 years
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A plan
~Yeah, took longer then expected, but i´ll update regulary from now on. The ending is bad i will change that later. Anyway i hope you guys enjoy it~
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Sixth part of a nightmare
Word count: 1566
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Warnings: Mental health issues 
Bucky and y/n spend the rest of the day planning how they would get to the documents of Mr. Belove. They seemed to start enjoying each other’s company. With every laugh and teasing comment, the loneliness that surrounded both faded.
“Wait a minute, won´t your father… Belove… whatever, won´t he suspect something if you don´t come home tonight?” Bucky asked from the floor. He was sitting in front of a hand painted ground-plan, looking up to y/n. She was sitting on the kitchen counter, childly swinging her feet, chewing on a lollipop.
“No, he isn´t that overprotective. I told him I met some old friend from high school and that we have a lot to catch up. Then I wrote Lisa, the woman that helps me out in the house, to pack some things and bring them to me. Don´t worry I told her to wait for me three blocks from here” y/n explained proud of her foresight.
“You really thought of everything?” Barnes praised her, tilting his head a little to the side. “I like that. You can have the bed by the way. I sleep on the floor anyway” Y/n feet stopped “Are you okey?” He frowned. Her proud expression froze. “Did I say something wrong?” Bucky added, surprising himself with a worried tone in his voice.
“No. No. It´s fine. You just reminded me of someone” She excused herself hasty. Followed by a broad smile, that didn´t reach her eyes “However, do we go over the plan again?”
 The first problem, was that her father never left the house. He spends most of the time in his office or in the library, near the office. The only moment the bureau was completely unsupervised, not counting the security system, was while breakfast, dinner, late at night or on Friday afternoon; The only day of the week he would leave the house to play golf for a few hours. Barnes and y/n decided to do the-not-actually-a-break-in that day.
The second problem only concerned Bucky. It consisted in him needing to ask Sam for another favor…  
 “It´s easy.” Barnes began “You come home from your lecture at 12 pm, then you take lunch with him. He goes off to play golf at 1:30 pm. I turn of the security system at 1:40 pm. You slip into his office and get the documents of the vault. Then we meet at the gate 2 pm sharp. If something goes wrong, we meet at 3 pm here.” He finished with his everlasting, impenetrable face.
“Sounds solid.” Her phone vibrated. “My package arrived” Y/n announced while looking at her phone. “I´ll go get it. I´ll be back in 20. Don´t do anything fun without me” and she left.
 Barnes sat still for a few moments. He was thinking. Since she arrived this morning, something inside him had changed. But what was it? Bucky questioned himself. Then he realized that he had not thought of his anger about Sam, Steve and the shield. Also, his Yori-problem, all the guilt, slid into the background. Today Bucky had laughed and smiled more than he had since 1944. Now that he was there all alone, the silences came back. He felt the void, with all his worries, slowly approaching him.
“It’s the quietest most personal hell” Dr. Raynor´s voice echoed in his mind. Maybe she was right, he thought.
Someone knocked. Barnes rushed to the door. Anything was better now. Better than that awful silence. He threw the door open, just to find Yori standing right in front of him, with a pretty displeased face.
“What about dinner James? We said 6, it´s almost 7” Nakajima complained immediately.
“Oh. Dammit. I am so sorry. I forgot. It´s just. I had a crazy day. And I have a guest.”
“A girl?”
“No! Yes. But not like that. You know what. Just come in” Yori was all smiles as he passed by Bucky, who was desperate by his sudden change of mood.
“Who is she?” Nakajima queried. He was calmly crossing the short corridor, while Barnes closed the door. Bucky´s face went blank, as it occurred him. The report was laying on the counter.
“Ehhh. She. I mean. We” Bucky stuttered as he hurried into the kitchen to collect all the papers “We are coworkers. But she has a problem in her house and is staying a few days with me” He lied after stuffing the papers into an old black backpack, casually leaning against the sink. “She should be back any moment, then we can decide over dinner” Yori looked disappointed, but his face lit up a little after a second.
“James”
“Yeah?”
“You only have one bed” a suggestive smirk appeared on Nakajima´s face. If you looked close enough you could watch Barnes´s cheeks turn red. What did he do to deserve the day of today? He asked. Probably annoy his therapist and not follow the three holy rules, Bucky answered himself, but he won´t change it in the future.
“I will sleep on the floor”
“That´s not comfortable.”
“I know but I can´t share the bed with a stranger Yori”
“Did not mean that. I have two thin extra mattresses. You can have one, till she´s home again” Nakajima offered all serious again. Barnes first reaction would have been to reject his suggestion, but if he did that, he would need to explain why he wanted to sleep on the floor so bad. Or Nakajima would misinterpret Bucky´s intention with y/n.
“That would be great, thank you”
“No problem.”
Silence. Again. But it did not last long. Although Yori preferred not to talk, he felt that something was up. James was usually a very calm guy, but now he was wriggling around impatiently. So Nakajima started to tell about his day. Barnes listen attentively, while making some tea. Grateful not to be surrounded by silence.  
 “James? I´m back” y/n interrupted them. “I thought we could order pizza” Her voice lowered at the end of the sentences, as she turned around the corner seeing Barnes and Nakajima. “Oh! Hello, I`m y/n.” She introduced herself, reaching her free hand towards Yori. The other one was holding a grey sports bag.
“Yori Nakajima a pleasure to meet you” The little grey man replied, accepting her hand.
“The pleasure is all mine Mr. Nakajima. I didn´t know you were expecting someone today” Y/n said, first addressing Yori and then Bucky.
“Yori is my neighbor. We eat sometimes together, but I forgot that we agreed for dinner tonight” Barnes explained a little insecure, because he didn´t know if it was okey for her, sharing dinner with Yori. Nakajima was silently observing the interaction between both.
“Oh, but he can stay for the pizza don’t?” y/n asked Bucky with pleading puppy eyes. Something about that look made him feel warm inside.
“Yes of course.” Barnes agreed with a little smile, that only Yori seemed to notice. Approving whatever kind of relationship these two had, with a knowing look.
“Mr. Nakajima, what kind of pizza do you like?”
 Mr. Nakajima liked the classic New York-style pizza and enjoyed the red wine, Barnes found in one of the mostly empty cupboards of his kitchen.
“James you are really in need of some furniture” Y/n commented from a wooden chair. Yori was comfortably seated on the little armchair, even though he struggled a little reaching for his wine glass on the floor. Meanwhile Bucky was standing near the counter.
“I never planned to have people over and I´m almost never at home, so what´s the point of buying furniture”
“I live alone, but at least I have a table to sit on” Yori added while he balanced the plate on his knees reaching for the glass on the ground.
“Yeah, where do you eat usually? On the floor?” Y/n teased him grinning, before she took a bite of her pizza. Barnes shifted his weight on the left side, uncomfortable with all the questions.
“I never eat at home, cooking for myself isn´t worth it and if I order something I just sit on the floor or in the armchair” Bucky justified his meager living, shrugging and nodding towards Yori. Who just shook his head, amused, about the poor argument. This drew y/n attention to him.
“Mr. Nakajima you said you lived alone. Do you not have any family? Children?” She asked curiously. Regretting once again talking so thoughtlessly, as Yori´s face turned expressionless. Scared of breaking the silence. Y/n looked up to Bucky for help. But he was starring down at his pizza, lost in his own thoughts, which didn´t seem to be pleasant either. “I´m sorry if I did say something wrong. I didn´t know…” Nakajima took a deep breath, so she interrupted herself.
“It´s fine, as you said, you didn´t know. My wife died many years ago giving birth to my firstborn son.” Yori started talking calmly. “My son died a few years ago in a shooting. Since then, I´m alone. James moved here some months ago and spends some time with me. A girl, from the sushi restaurant around the corner, also keeps an eye on me, but that´s it.”
It took a while and an empty wine bottle to restore the relaxed atmosphere. The day ended with a more or less intense card game. After Bucky brought the mattress from Yori´s apartment to his empty livingroom. 
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Ps. Yeah, i broke my own heart with the dinner scene
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Little Kestrel (Part 7)[Birds of Different Feathers Series]
Fandom: Sanders Sides
Relationships: Logan & Patton & Virgil (future Virgil/Patton but not in this story)
Characters:
Main: Logan, Patton, Virgil
Appear: Thomas
Mentioned: Janus
Summary:
It was supposed to be a quick job either way. Either Virgil would assassinate King Thomas of Prijaznia or he’d be caught and get executed. Yet, when Virgil gets the wrong bedroom and gets caught by Prince Logan and his future royal advisor, Patton, the job ends up getting way more complicated for the 14-year-old. He also ends up sleeping in a (actually pretty comfortable) closet for a few weeks…
Notes: Implied/referenced child abuse, assassination attempt, knives, torture mentioned, captivity, teenagers being really dumb
This is a prequel to Kill Dear. I wrote it 100 words at a time on my blog, but this is the edited version. If you want to see how it was crafted, look at the tag proofread stories.
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6
Logan placed a spoon in one of the boiling pots in front of him so he could get a better look at the liquid. It looked dark enough, but he leaned forward to taste it just to be sure. At the moment, it was basically just mint and lavender tea with a couple of extras. Satisfied with it, he slowly poured it into the slightly simmering larger pot in front of him and stirred it a few times clockwise. The pot glowed a soft purple when he took the spoon out.
He glanced into the other small pot and saw that the liquid there was starting to thicken. It wasn’t quite at the honey consistency he needed it to be yet, but it was on track.
Then, he glanced up at his guest. Virgil had clearly been watching him but looked away quickly when Logan turned to him. Logan studied him for a few more moments. He looked almost sickly in the light of day, like he’d shatter in a stiff wind. Yet, somehow, this was the assassin sent to kill a king? He was an enigma.
Logan turned his attention to the binding potion still simmering on the other table. Virgil cowered slightly as Logan walked by him to check on it. He certainly did startle easy. It was another piece to a concerning puzzle.
The binding potion was coming along well. He stirred it slowly a few times and carefully rinsed off the spoon, so it didn’t get anywhere he didn’t want it before laying it back down. He checked the open book next to it and compared the color to the chart in it. It would need at least an hour or so more before it could be used, but it would be a much better solution to the one that basically glued Virgil’s hands to a chair.
He walked back over to the other potion’s station to start cleaning up his supplies.
He had some herbs that he hadn’t used and stuck a mint leaf in his mouth as he returned them to their correct containers. There was a small wedge of honeycomb left on the plate that he’d cut it on. Without even really thinking about it, he cut the honeycomb into to equal parts with the plan to offer half of it to the other presence in the room. He paused and looked up at said other presence who looked down at his lap quickly.
“Would you like half?” he asked. Virgil looked back up at him, hesitance in his eyes. “You can pick which half each of us eats,” Logan offered.
Virgil nodded slowly and Logan rounded the table with the plate. “Left or right?” Logan asked.
“…Left.”
Logan nodded and went ahead and stuck the right piece in his own mouth before offering the left piece. Virgil parted his lips and Logan popped it into his mouth. Logan almost laughed at the expression that crossed his face as he started to chew. He imagined this is what people were talking about when they mentioned feeding babies different foods for the first time. His eyes went wide, and he blinked a couple of times before chewing a bit faster. Logan smiled at him and took the plate back around to the other side of the table.
The liquid in the second pot had gotten thicker now, and he stirred it carefully a few times before deciding it was finished. He then turned off the heat and quickly scrapped the sticky substance into the main pot. The purple liquid that had been in the pot slowly turned golden as he counted the number of times he stirred clockwise and then began to sparkle as he stirred it a few times counterclockwise. Once he was finished, he turned off the heat under the pot and wandered over to the case that held empty jars.
He grabbed one of the liter ones, and while he waited for the potion to cool, he measured and marked the container with 30 careful lines. The consumer did not need to take an exact amount every day which is why he didn’t bother with separate containers, but for maximum benefit it should generally be about 40ml for the first 10 days and 30ml after that. The lines should help them keep track.
He walked back over to the potion once that was done and placed a funnel into the opening so he could pour it into the marked container. The liquid filled the container a bit higher than 40ml above the top line but having a bit extra the first day wouldn’t harm him.
He looked to Virgil who was watching him with suddenly very wary eyes. He rounded the potion’s station and approached him slowly, hoping not to startle him when he already seemed rather skittish. “Okay, Virgil,” he said. “I’m going to need you to drink this. It’s a…”
“No.”
“W-what?”
“No,” his eyes were locked on the container in Logan’s hand and he shook his head back and forth. “Please no.”
“I assure you, it isn’t poison,” Logan said. “I will even test it myself.” Yet, he was acting differently than he had with the food. He’d begun to shake and cry as he continued to shake his head.
Oh dear. Logan grimaced and set down the potion. He glanced at the door very much hoping that Patton would come through it in the next few seconds, but he did not. “What is…” Logan said. “What is wrong?”
“Please don’t,” he said. “Please. Can’t. No.”
Logan wrung his hands and then went to his knees in front of the hyperventilating boy. He tried to place a comforting hand on his knee, but he flinched violently, and Logan removed his hand quickly. He dithered, unsure what to do as the boy continued to heave with sobs.
“I am not adept with discerning feelings. Please communicate with me verbally.”
He did not seem inclined to capitulate, making pitiful upset sounds that Logan could not determine the meanings of.
“Please, no, hurts,” he said.
“You think it will hurt you?” Logan asked with a frown. “It won’t hurt you Virgil. The purpose of that potion is quite the opposite.”
He either did not hear Logan or did not register what he said. “Please,” he begged. “I’ll be good. I won’t even move. Please.”
Won’t move? Logan glanced over at the other potion still simmering at its station. “Do you think this is a binding potion?” he asked. “Why on Earth would I be offering you a binding potion to drink?” Yet, Logan watched as he shook and cried, eyes not quite focused on Logan but on something else that wasn’t there. “Did,” Logan with dawning horror. “Did someone feed you a binding potion?”
Logan had once accidently gotten some of a binding potion he was making on his hand. It had stung like a thousand small bees had attacked one area of his skin, and it was only made worse by the fact that even that small amount had kept him trapped in place for hours. Binding potions were sticky. They were difficult to remove. Even after the counter potion had been applied, he’d still felt a bit of an ache when he moved it for the next week or so. It’s why one was never supposed to apply it directly to a person’s skin.
Who would make someone drink that? Beyond the assured agony and full body paralysis, it could easily kill someone. If not cooked properly, it was literally poison and even if it was perfect, there was still the possibility that it would freeze a person’s lungs, heart, or any other number of internal organs. If someone had fed Virgil a binding potion (and while he was no expert on facial expressions, the one currently on his face made Logan sure that someone had) they had little regard for his life.
Logan tired his best to soften his expression and tone. “Hey Virgil,” he said. “It’s okay. I won’t force you to drink anything. It’s not a binding potion, but I won’t make you drink it anyway.” It took him a bit to calm down as Logan continued to give him soft assurances, but finally his breaths started to even out. “Are you alright?” Logan asked.
Virgil nodded after a moment.
“Good.” He waited for a few minutes for Virgil to calm down even more before he said anything else. “I will not make you drink any potions,” Logan promised. “Though, if you wouldn’t mind, I would like to explain the option of drinking the one I prepared.”
He gave Logan a suspicious blink, but he didn’t seem inclined to have another fit at the sentiment.
“It is not a binding potion,” Logan started with. “I am making one for you, but I have no intention of having you consume it. What I was offering to you is medicinal. Both Patton and I noted that you seem unhealthy and likely malnourished. While nothing can reverse the effects of malnutrition completely, the potion I made would help prevent many future problems as well as let your body acclimate to a more nutritious diet easier.”
Virgil squinted at him. “Why?” he asked. “I’m your prisoner. Why would you want to help me?”
“You are my prisoner which means you are under my care,” Logan said. “I will not abide by your suffering if I can prevent it. That being said, if drinking the potion causes you undue mental distress, I will not force it upon you.”
Virgil studied him, eyes hard and suspicious, but his words were tentative when they came. “Does it hurt bad?” he asked.
“It doesn’t hurt at all,” Logan promised. “Allow me to demonstrate for you?” He nodded and Logan stood to retrieve the potion.
Logan placed his thumb over the lid of the container and tilted it until he felt the liquid hit his skin. He pulled his hand away and showed Virgil the notable drops of liquid on his thumb before opening his mouth and clearly placing it on his tongue. “It mostly tastes like the honey I put in it,” he told him, “plus a bit of lavender and mint. It does have a slightly sour aftertaste, but overall, it’s fine. How about just a small amount to start and then you can decide if you want to drink the rest of the dose for the day?”
“Okay,” Virgil agreed.
“I’m going to put this bottle to your lips. You can take as little as you wish.” Virgil nodded and Logan leaned forward and pressed the container to his mouth. Virgil kept his lips firmly closed as Logan titled it up briefly before taking it away. Virgil’s tongue came out to swipe up a bit of the liquid on his lips. He seemed to brace himself as he waited for something to happen, but he calmed after a few moments.
“Oh,” he said. “That’s not bad.”
“It is not intended to be,” Logan said. “Would you be willing to drink a bit more?”
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You sure do write amazing! Can you please give me some tips on how to write better?
Thanks!
Hi!
First of all, thank you, it means a lot! 🥰
Second of all thank you for the ask. This is my first one so I hope I am doing this properly.
Third of all READ. I would say everything but it's too broad. Read what you're writing. If you're writing fanfic read those. I have learned so much from reading other stories. Also, try and find your own style...if you think it sounds hard it is. I needed years. I was always writing in third person POV and I always felt like something was missing. I find something magical in the fact that you can read a story from first person POV, because you feel like you get to know them better and that you are friends and build a relationship with a character.
I read a few books (Divergent trilogy among them) with first-person POV and I was hooked. It's okay to love someone's writing or their style but while reading them think of WHY you love their style so much and try to implement those characteristics into your writing. Don't worry about sounding similar to someone else. You won't. Each writer's style is unique and at first, it might seem like copying but you will soon develop your own style which will be your own. Copying is learning but do give credit where needed. Also, don't be afraid to experiment with different styles. Nothing you write is wrong. If you keep saying to yourself that your writing can't be right because nobody else is doing it, meaning it isn't following the rules it means you created something entirely yours and I think that is BEAUTIFUL and smart not wrong.
Try to think about what is the most important thing you want to point out in your story. To me, I don't like to read long descriptions of how people and places look like. To me, it's redundant because I have a crazy imagination and I love to create all of that for the characters myself and I like the liberty that I think how a character I am reading about looks like. Think about what is important to you when you write. To me, it's relationships between characters and I tend to focus on that the most.
When it comes to vocabulary I can't be of much help. I suck at it. I am not a native English speaker and finding synonyms or describing a gesture or how a character's expression looks like I struggle every time and it takes the most of my time to do that. It helps to have websites that can help you find these. I have a dictionary for words that I want to translate from my native language. And I have Google always opened to search for word definitions and I saw someone post a website here on Tumblr which has honestly been a lifesaver: onelook.com/thesaurus
Also, one thing that I have noticed helps me a lot is that I write without stopping as much as possible so that the story stays on the original idea line as much as it possibly can. So if you sit down to write a chapter, just do it...no distractions. Don't write a paragraph and go on your phone and then return. Stick to it, it will be better trust me: learn from my mistakes. (Of course, if you have a heavy, emotion-filled chapter like someone dying and you cry while writing...then please do take a break. I needed a week to write Chapter 6 and 7 of Part 8 of the story I am posting now because I was a crying mess and I simply couldn't break my heart more than I did per day). Then I read it and change what I want quickly. Then I run it through Grammarly then I reread it a few more times. Within these times I mark the words or paragraphs which should have different words for what I am describing or where I feel something is missing. I come back to those parts and try searching for different words or instances that can relate to what I have written down.
I also triple-check that I don't have words that repeat. So if I had said said said a few times I will skip it and indicate who is speaking with a gesture they do while saying something. That helps me a lot because I like to repeat words I like a lot!
One thing that I learned is that it doesn't matter how you write as long as you enjoy it. If you write a chapter and you read through it and it makes you smile you have won no matter how it looks in the first draft. Learning to love everything you write is so important and until I had that I thought that my writing sucks and I will never get anywhere.
And yes, I will say it: JUST WRITE MORE. I know it's the biggest cliché but it's true. Also, be patient with yourself and give yourself credit. I always thought that I will never get any better and will always be stuck at the level of writing I have but if I read something I wrote like 7 years ago...even like a year ago, the difference is HUGE and it makes me proud and you should do that as well. Read that cringy story you wrote years ago because it gives a confidence boost when you compare it to your writing now and you see how much you progressed.
ALSO, one thing that helped me a lot and I wish I was doing this sooner (as I just started with the story I am posting now): when you're reading ANYTHING and you find a word or a phrase that intrigues you and you think you could use it at any time in your stories WRITE IT DOWN. If you don't know the meaning write the meaning next to it too. If you have examples where you could use it (your ideas) write that next to it. It has saved me so many times with the story I finished a few weeks ago (and will post it after the ongoing one is finished) because sometimes I see a character doing a gesture or making a certain face in my head and I struggle to describe what I see in my head and having phrases that I read elsewhere written down is so helpful because more you read and you get different ideas how to describe the same thing it's so nice when you find just the right one!
One of the last tips as this is getting too long (I don't know how to describe something in a short sentence): when you get an idea for a story don't just sit down and start writing the first chapter because (and I am talking from my own experience) sooner or later you will get lost, you will get the information wrong and it's just harder for you. What I tend to do is write down all the names of the main characters and write at least 3 things that stand out for them and you might use more than once in your story. For example, if a character gets a gift from someone; write it down WHEN AND WHAT AND FROM WHO. Because if you mention that gift again 20 chapters later you will get frustrated because you won't find that little detail that suddenly became so important and if you have notes and you can find it at once it makes things easier. I also write down chapter summaries. I know it might be hard to know exactly how many chapters you will have (it usually changes for me anyway: for example, the story I will post soon went from the original 10 to 20 chapters because the chapters were just too long and I needed to separate them) or to know at once how the story ends but it makes things 10 times easier and once you start writing chapters down the story just starts to flow and appear in front of you and knowing what you will write about next makes you more focused on the chapter at hand and everything seems more connected and you don't have gaps in your story and inconsistencies. At least for me, it's really easy because I like to push myself to write a chapter per day and I just take my notebook and check what I have to write for that day and then it's suddenly easier because I can just focus on writing the chapter instead of thinking of what to do next.
Of course, all that I just wrote is just an opinion. You should write as you see fit! Don't let anyone tell you that you CAN'T do this or that. It's YOUR writing. YOUR story. You can do whatever you want and write it in the way YOU want. Don't write by the rule book. Write in a way that will make you happy. I have to admit I needed a long time to learn that as I always wanted to follow the rules but I was unhappy and I didn't like what I wrote and I put that on myself thinking my writing is bad when it was just the fact that the style and the rules around it weren't my cup of tea.
Also if you have someone who can read through what you've written and you trust them; give them your story or chapters before you publish them because every story through someone else's eyes is better already. Also, don't be afraid of feedback and criticism. I have never learned more from anything else than criticism. And always take it as positive; a way to better your story and writing. But also know that you don't always have to apply everything someone tells you to do. If you are content with how it is, leave it. Perhaps remember the critique and maybe you'll be able to apply it to a different story. That's how you grow.
Push yourself to write as much as you can. Even if it's a paragraph per day it's something. And most importantly write what you like not what everyone else is doing. If you want to write 30 fics about the same character then do so as long as it brings you joy and makes you happy because no matter how cheesy it sounds it does show in your writing. ❤
I hope I answered your question at least to some degree. I am sorry it's so long I don't know how to write short stuff 🙈
If you have any other questions I would be happy to answer them 🥰
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fine morning R11 ¾° on the console and R12 ¼° at my bedhead at 9 a.m. breakfast at 10 10/.. to 11 – just sitting down to accounts of yesterday when countess A Panin called and brought the casserole very nice – talked of their own family affairs and Sophie etc. and never thought of paying her for the casserole – very nice – she staid till 12 – to meet us tonight at princess A. Galitzins’ – A- still in the tearful way   I suppose at my being so long away yesterday and going to princess R- today – countess A.P. would have helped me to buy tea etc. etc. but understood on my having supposed trop grande dame – her brother aet. 34 and she 6 years older – out at 12 40/.. George not come – took Gross – en passant he told Larne to come at 7 this evening – ill in bed – to send his man – then to princess R- not up had had the rubbing woman so late – sat talking to old princess O- till one of princess R-s’ physicians came a little order-bespattered man – took my leave, promising to go at 1 a.m. tomorrow or écrire un petit mot to say I could not go – home at 1 50/.. – then out with A- at 2 to Lions’ for blank book – he did not keep that sort of thing – bought a little (6 sheets = 1/.) fine letter-paper and a little box of French gum-wafers = 1/50 and returned home – put on my walking fur boots and A- and I walked from 2 ¾ to 1 10/.. hour 3 turns and home at 3 55/.. A- having been in the dumps  we never spoke and after taking off my things I found her lain down   saying she had a bad headache! I ought to take less notice of all these tempers  I will try and in the long run she may leave me if she likes but I am resolved not to pother about her more than I can help – It struck me (thought of it in walking) it will perhaps be best to go from here to Odessa – countess A.P. said ‘begin by Tiflis – there is a new road from there to the black sea and whoever has not seen it’.......... has seen nothing or some such meaning – perhaps this road would be seen to greater advantage from than to Odessa – would it not be well to send for Dr. Lan to A- and ask if the eaux of the Caucasus would be of service to her?
Le Comte Chernichoff appointed ambassador from St. P- to London, late minister of war, and made comte by the present emperor –
Mr. Salamirsky, beau fils de Mr. Boulgakoff that we met on Tuesday at the Oroussoffs’ – he has des [usines] – wrote the last 21 linesand copied out note of last night till now 4 35/.. – Had George and his bride a nice-looking little person aet. 23 – she said she could do all – he behaved very well when I offered the usual wages 35/. (from 30/. to 40/. per month so took the middle) per month and nourriture or 65/. without nourriture, he said they wished to be together – and he made no objection – but she not saying anything, I bade them think about it till tomorrow – George to be
here at 10, and let me know their answer, in the mean I would make no inquiries – but if she agreed to what I had offered, and I then found the inquiries I should make satisfactory answered, then........... (i.e. here the matter left off in uncertainty – Well it did do so; for, on my immediately after they were gone) asking A- what she thought of her, she said she always thought it a plan not likely to answer! but it mattered not what she thought for I was sure to do my own way, or the way of others – on my gently saying how anxious I always was to do her way but impossible for when she would not tell me I was obliged to do some way  she took up a newspaper   I said we could not not both leave things undecided   it was a choice of evils something must be done   what would she re[c]ommend   not one word would she utter spite of all my entreaties sso I left her and came to my table   dinner announced almost immediately   I just said something must be done   there was one decicion [decision] still open to return home   how terrible    this not speaking I cannot bear   she did so to the people at Halifax  the same game will not do with me    I never can stand it long  what a temper dinner at 6 in 18 minutes! then till now 6 35/.. wrote the last 20 lines – then had Larne after A- till 7 ½ then sat reading the St. James’s chronicle of from 29 to 31 October – p. 4 col. 1 Lieutenant general Sir John Keanes’ dispatch to Lord Aucland [Auckland] announcing the taking of Ghuznee on the 22nd July by our army of the Indies – Queens’ regiments there 13th light infantry – 4th light Dragoons and 16th Lancers – major general Willshire commanded the 2nd Infantry division (Bombay) [?] general Sir Willoughby Cotton commanded the 1st Infantry division (the Bengal 16th and 48th regiments etc.?) Brigadier [Sale] commanded the queens’ 13th infantry – Captain army Thomson of the Bengal engineers had the credit of blowing open the Cabool gate into Ghuznee – Brigadier Stevenson commanded the artillery – the place taken in 2 hours – “It is not only that the Afghan nation, and, I understand, Asia generally have looked upon as [impregnable]; but it is in reality a place of great strength, both by nature and art......... I was surprised to find a high rampart in good repair, built on a scarped mound about 35ft. high, flanked by numerous towers, and surrounded by a fausse brayze, and a wet ditch, whilst the height of the citadel covered the interior from the commanding fire of the bills from the north, rending it nugatory. In addition to this  screen walls had been built before the gates, the ditch was filled with water and unfordable, and outwork built on the right bank of the river so as to command the bed of it”.
[?] by 3500 of the élite of the Afghan troops – our troops left Candahar May 27, 28 and 29. and 3 June and arrived 16 July at Mokeer 4 days’ march from Guznee – 20th July the army was concentrated at Nanee 12 miles from Ghuznee – the Afghans lost 500 killed and 300 prisoners – we had 191 men put hors de combat – we had sent one expedition against Sandporc and another against Kurnaul (vid. p. 2 vol. 2.)
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Dost Mahomed has fled towards Bamian. p. 4 col. 4 and vid. p. col. 3 Urghudnee 24 miles and Midan 36 miles from Cabook – Jellahabad seems to be not far from the Khyber pass? Shah Soojah-ool-moolk seems to be now seated (by us) on the Afghan throne and Dost Mahomed done for  - vid. from 2 to 5 November Death of the [?] honourable (p. 3 col. 3) Sir John Sullivan (on Friday last – Friday 1 November?) at his seat Hichings Lodge, near Colnbrook, in his 91st year – was a commander of the Board of control 30 years and retired from office on the formation of Lord Melbournes’ ministry with a pension – had just written so far and read thro’ the 2 papers above referred – to now at 12 25/.. – small snow flying about this morning about noon and afterwards but fair while we walked R-1° dehors at 8 a.m. R13 ¼° on my table and 12 1/4° on the console now at 12 25/.. tonight – Read till 8 ¼ tonight after having Larne – then dressed and off to princess A- Galitzins’ that princess Michel G- in the Tverskaia [Tverskaya] street at 8 50/.. – countess A. Panin there and her daughter and very soon after came the nice interesting widow the princess of Tcherkask who had desired to make our acquaintance and asked us to tea tomorrow evening – countess A-P- went away ½ hour before us – agreeable evening – home at 10 – tea – A- has just come to wish me goodnight but I kissed her without speaking  speak very civilly and as usual when necessary but more since her silence of this evening  about Georges’ wife – how terrible
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itswildwinters · 3 years
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Ask for writers
Thank you @theisolatedlily and @soldouthaz for tagging me, I really appreciate it! This lovely tag was created by @soldouthaz, which I think is brilliant to get to know other writers!! I love it, so thank you Sarah!
This is quite long, but I still hope it’s entertaining!
1. describe how you first started writing and when you first posted: I’ve always wanted to write. I know that I only began publishing this year (January 2020) but years back, I always would open up a blank document and just... write. Lack of confidence and language barriers (I wanted to write in English, but it isn’t my first language and I only became fluent three years ago) have made it so that I would never finish a story. I think we all had our wattpad moment but even on there I would never really publish because the platform just wasn’t right. But then I discovered ao3, where I’d read fics and also improve my English. Then I found out about fests, and I decided to participate in one last year (2019 BLFF) and my first fic then came out! 
And ever since, I’ve been able to write and finish what I start. It’s as if the lock that had been put to block my creativity had been destroyed; posting my first completed fic has acted as a turning point. I was extremely nervous when I first posted, still am, but now I have this need to write and I love sharing what I write and ever since I became a writer, my life’s been a lot better!
2. which of your characters do you typically resonate most closely with? do you base any characters off of yourself?: I switch between Louis’ POV, or Harry’s POV depending on the story; I tend to sprinkle a bit of myself in the characters I write, but then again they’re also completely different from me! I’ve never based a character completely on myself, which I find quite boring (haha); sometime unconsciously, I’d write a character based on someone I knew. I think some examples on how my characters can look a bit like me, is Hamlet in a sea of mist which has gotten his clear-headedness from me; or in my Murder Mystery fic, the way I describe Louis’ fear is heavily based on how I feel whenever I’m faced with something that makes me uncomfortable.
3. where do you often find inspiration?: art (paintings, music), books, quotes, poems and movies!
4. has quarantine helped or hindered your writing process?: having so much free time on my hands has definitely helped; I would seek refuge within my stories, to spice up quarantine!
5. do you listen to music/noise while you write or do you prefer silence? I love love love playing classical music (Chopin, Saint-Saens, Debussy, Yiruma, Einaudi, Faulkner, Schumann, Tchaikovsky, Mozart to name a few) while writing. I can’t write when it’s anything else. But I can also write when there’s nothing; hearing the rhythmic clicking sound of the keyboard as I press over its keys can be relaxing to me.
6. what is your biggest writing pet peeve in your writing or in general?: hm in my writing I guess I tend to write very long sentences, and also I still do grammar mistakes. I hope to work on those points. I also find the way I space my fics very annoying (which is why I’ve begun making outlines!).
7. describe your ideal writing setup: in a couch or a bed with several pillows piled up behind my back, classical music in my ears and a steaming cup of tea next to me.
8. favorite time of day to write?: I love writing when it’s very early, usually after I’ve woken up and freshened up. I don’t like writing when it’s too late because I’m not a night owl; rather an early bird. I especially love when I write and it’s still dark outside, then slowly dawn breaks in and the sky becomes tainted in warm hues of orange, yellow and sometimes even purple and pink.
9. favorite genre to write + one you’d like to try writing in the future?: I love writing fantasy, horror, suspense, action, thrillers. Especially angst and hurt/comfort, as well as slow burn. I’d like in the future to explore sci-fi and magical realism!
10. do you struggle with writer’s block? how do you typically overcome it? I haven’t suffered from writer block so far, which I’m glad!!
11. what is the easiest part of your writing process and the most difficult? writing is the easiest, but outlining (as in, coming up with plot ideas) is quite difficult for me. Also dialogues can be a bit of a problem to me.
12. how do you come up with original characters? (if applicable): I just make them up in my mind, and create them when they’re necessary to the story, giving them personality traits that will help the story develop.
13. what is your favorite and least favorite word? it’s hard to choose cause I have several but favourite: petrichor and least favourite: big
14. what is one thing about your writing that you’re really proud of and one thing you hope to continue working at?: I am proud of the way I describe, which allows me to really settle the story in its verse. I love describing, giving importance to the ordinary. Also feelings; I love describing them and exploring how I can translate them into words, so that the reader can feel them. But I have to work on my dialogues methinks.
15. what work of yours has your favorite ‘verse/world building? how did you come up with it?: those who from the Pit of Hell, roam to seek their prey on earth. I’ve always wanted to begin writing thrillers/Murder mystery fics and with that one I think I managed to? I had read an article on forensic medicine back in the 19th century and it sparked this fic’s plot!
16. what font and size do you write in? single spaced or double?: Arial, 11pt, single spaced
17. what is a typo(s) you find yourself making consistently?: I don’t know if this can be considered as a typo but I tend to repeat, within a paragraph, A LOT my character’s name instead of using pronouns. This is because I’m afraid of confusion when another character arrives in the scene.
18. (if applicable) do you separate fic writing from fandom?: I don’t know if I understood the question properly, but yes? When I use Louis or Harry in my fics, they’re completely different from real-Louis or real-Harry; they’re my characters, they only have the same names, but their personality reflects in nothing real-life Harry and Louis. 
I think to answer this better: I do separate fic writing from fandom, but I still think that fanfics are important to a fandom; I haven’t heard of a fandom without fanfics! Fanfics spice up fandoms, I reckon, they’re important to bring people together.
19. what emotion is your favorite to write? which is the most difficult?: Angst is my favourite thing to write, as well as fear. And I struggle with writing humour, I’m not a funny person to be honest
20. what is one thing you hope readers always take away from your works?: I always hope they like my writing and the plot, also the way I portray my characters. I want my readers to feel the writing, and the story in general. I just want my readers to truly enjoy what they read from me <3
21. what is the best and worst writing advice you’ve ever received?: I was told to always write very specifically and to fit my writing into a mould — don’t write ‘he’s’ but ‘he is’, or write shorter sentences, or stop describing so much. But in the end, there isn’t one way of writing — write the way you want.
22. which one of your works would you most want to see turned into a film/television show?: only one? ahhh this is hard! But I’d love to see those who from the Pit of Hell, roam to seek their prey on earth be turned into a movie. There are also a couple of wips that I could see on-screen but I’ll stick to that!
23. do you write scenes chronologically or out of order?: chronologically. Haven’t explored anachronies (analepsis/prolepsis) at all, but I might soon!
24. how do you handle criticism?: really well!! As long as they’re constructive and not mean, I love hearing what people think. Criticism is the best way for me, a person whose first person is not English, to improve!
25. what is the advice you would give to someone who is looking to start writing?: DO IT!! Honestly, don’t tell yourself, ‘I’m not good enough’. Just do it. Open a blank document and write your heart away, even if it’s not a story; just begin it. Explore your writing style, then maybe try to mould it into a plot. Writing is not limited to a certain category of people; it’s not just for those who can write. Writing is for everyone, and like most things, one must begin before improving (practice makes perfect!!) <3
26. what kind of feedback on your work always makes your day?: anything!!! Just the fact someone clicked on my story, read it, and took time to leave a comment — just that is enough to make my heart bursts with joy. I am so so grateful to every single person who’s ever read something from me.
27. which fic ‘verse of your own would you most like to exist in? which fic’s characters would you most like to befriend?: The verse I’m talking about is still a wip, but the siren/mermaid one that I’m currently building! I’d love to live in it.
28. what do you always enjoy getting asks about/wish people would ask about more?: Anything, really, my inbox is open to anyone and for everything! I love discussing books, movies and poetry as well as quotes, and maybe I wish people would come forth to ask me more about my fics or my wips, if they have any inquiries! Or I’d love to write drabbles! 
29. what has writing added to your life? how has it changed you?: It has made my life so, so much better. Writing has stitched up a gaping hole in my chest. It’s permitted me to improve in English, has made me more confident and has allowed my creativity to flow. I just... I love writing so much. It has also allowed me to meet some incredible people on tumblr, which I’m very grateful for!!
30. why do you write?: for many reasons; to spice up my life, to help me develop my creativity, and because I love it. I’ve always wanted to be a writer.
boost yourself + tags!
1a. share the last sentence you wrote:
The words echo around his head and collide with his temples like truncheon blows.
2a. describe the wip you’re most excited about:
I’m excited for all of them, but I’ll go with my third BLFF fic. It’s very angsty, post-war, ABO, exes to lovers. It tackles heavy topics, it’s such an emotional fic. I’m so so excited for her (she comes out in January).
3a. share the piece of dialogue from one of your works you’re most proud of: 
This is hard. But I’ll go with one from in a sea of mist cause the way Louis answers Harry... I love it:
“I feel like you want to kill me,” he pants out, using his right arm to hold himself up while his other hand comes up to rub at his burning cheek and nose, where Louis had hit him with the sole of his shoe.
“Before our date? No, never,” Louis blinks sweetly, chuckling and climbing up as Harry smiles to himself.
4a. share the best first and last lines from your work(s): I will do only those that are already published:
best first lines are from the hope that warbles in my fluttering breast: There, against the window, was stuck millions of snowflakes, their see-through quality no more as they huddled together, pushed against hard surfaces by the merciless wind. 
best last lines are from in a sea of mist: It takes a while for Harry to go to sleep, elation pumping through his veins so fast that the previous tiredness he felt has flown out of the window. But when he finally focuses on Louis’ heavened out breathing, and when he breathes in Louis’ natural perfume that always acts as an ambrosia over him, he manages to close his eyes, and for the first time in a while, he dreams of a future that’s devoid of any darkness.
5a. link the last fic you read: currently reading sweet like honey by @falsegoodnight and Spoonful of Sugar by @zanniscaramouche and they’re absolutely amazing!
6a. link the last work you published: in a sea of mist
7a. link to your ao3 (if applicable): tomlinvelvet
8a. someone that inspires you: Louis <3 his music and just his personality overall leaves so much scope for the imagination. There are also so many writers (both non-fanfic writers and fanfic writers) that inspire me daily.
9a. a comfort fic/work that you’ve been grateful for this year: even the best laid plans and just a flicker in the dark both by @falsegoodnight as well as eyes off you by @soldouthaz ... these fics are just so amazing, everything about them is top tier
10a. other writers that you’d like to tag! @falsegoodnight @scrunchyharry @hadestyles @mercurial-madhouse @youreyesonlarry @raspberryoatss @jacaranda-bloom @soldouthaz @behisoneandonly @vintageumbroshirt @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed @lougendarey @quelquesetoiles <3 no pressure ofc!
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junethewriter · 3 years
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Paris
Modern Muggle Wolfstar AU A lot of fluff. Your heart may explode from it. If you get a fluff heart attack, I will not be held accountable.
Paris. The city of light. One of the best tourist spots in the world, and one of the most beautiful. Sirius Black was taking the most beautiful person in his life, Remus Lupin, to see it.
Remus had never been to Paris, but Sirius was brought up speaking French and going to France, Italy, and other grand places of the world. So Sirius decided he was going to help Remus a lot through this trip.
When they finally decided they would go on this trip, the two boys had been dating for about five years. They arrived at the airport at 5:00 AM, and their flight didn't leave until 7, so they had a few hours to kill. They said goodbye to raven haired James, Sirius' best friend, and green-eyed, redheaded, freckly Lily, who Remus had known forever. They had just gotten married last year. Now, they were expecting a little boy. Harry, they were going to call him. Harry Potter. Sirius liked this name a lot.
"Bye James! Bye Lils!" Sirius called through the airport, his shouts echoing off the crisp walls and all the people of so many different ethnicities from all around the world looking at him. He just smiled at the people and continued on his merry way. Remus rolled his eyes at his boyfriend, waved at James and Lily (who waved back, then proceeded to leave the airport) and followed Sirius.
"Sirius... where... are... you... going... in... such a... hurry?" Remus asked, while struggling to keep up with his boyfriend.
"I'm gay. I walk fast. I'm just going to get some Starbucks, I barely ate anything this morning. Do you want anything?"
"Maybe a chai tea."
"Got it."
A chai tea, black coffee (Sirius thinks it's hilarious he drinks black coffee. "Remus! I'm Sirius Black! Black coffee! Get it?"), several hours of phone scrolling, bullshit conversations, and music listening, it's 6:30.
"Rem, let's go board the plane." Sirius says gently, with his hand in Remus' golden curls.
"Mk," he responds, and starts to walk to the desk.
After about ten minutes of waiting, they get to the front.
"Tickets?" the lady at the desk asks. Remus pulls them out and hands them to her. Soon, she hands them back and they start off to board the plane.
"I'm so excited Sirius!" Remus says in a joyful, almost giddy voice, amber eyes shining with excitement.
"So am I! It'll be my first time in Paris with my favorite person." Sirius responds, obsidian locks swinging behind him as he lugs the heavy suitcases behind him.
When they get on the flight, they find their seats and sit down. They do their seatbelts and wait. Soon, the plane starts to take off. Remus is a bit scared at first, as he's never been on a plane before, but Sirius calms him down. Soon, Remus' head has found it's way to Sirius' shoulder and is peacefully asleep as Sirius reads a book.
When they land, hours later, Remus is awake. Very awake. He nearly leaps out of his window seat and climbs over Sirius to get their luggage when the plane has stopped.
"That was incredible Sirius! Why have I never done that before?" Remus says in his giddy voice from before.
"It's pretty great, huh?" Sirius says, smiling at his boyfriends excitement. As Remus runs into the airport, his curls bounced behind him in golden ringlets.
Sirius rented a car and they drove down the the hotel they had a reservation at. They checked in, and went up to their room. By this time, it was 5:00 PM.
"Sirius, I am exhausted." Remus says, and flops down onto the bed.
"Tell me about it." Sirius says, and lays next to him.
"I have a really random urge to write a poem or something right now." Remus says, clearly thinking, and stands up.
"Well, go ahead! I love your poems!" Sirius says, urging him on. Remus sits at the desk and grabs some paper and a hotel pen, then beings to write. Remus is many things, but a bad writer is not one of them. In fact, he's really a rather good one. Soon enough, he finishes the poem, folds it neatly, and places it in his bag.
"I want to read it!" Sirius says, making no effort to retrieve the poem, or even to move from his spot on the bed.
"Too bad." Remus flops down next to Sirius.
"Fine. I wanna take you somewhere tomorrow."
"Like where?"
"Like somewhere."
Remus rolls his eyes and gets comfortable under the covers.
"You'll know tomorrow." Sirius says, doing the same.
Remus wakes up before Sirius the next morning.
"Sirius. Sirius. Sirius. It's tomorrow. I need to know where we're going."
"Breakfast first." Sirius says from somewhere under a pillow and some covers.
Breakfast, as it turned out, was cereal, pastries, and yoghurt.
"Now can we go?" Remus asks, clearly impatient.
"Yes. Fine. Okay. We shall." Sirius responds. They head out of the hotel and Sirius mentions they can walk to the place. While they're walking, Remus starts to really appreciate the beauty of France. They had many old buildings, stone streets, and everyone was so friendly. They all waved hello at each other and Remus thought it would be pleasant to live here.
After maybe ten minutes of walking, Sirius announced that they had arrived. Before them stood the great Eiffel Tower, one of the most famous structures in the world. It stood tall, much taller than Remus had ever imagined. There were many more people than Remus had imagined as well. Every tourist seemed to flock to this spot, like ants to honey. After some time waiting in line, it was their turn. They went up to the very top, where Remus felt like he was the king of France, the king of the world, where all the people looked like insects, mere specks among the great buildings.
"Remus?" Sirius asked, clearly nervous.
"Yeah?" Remus asked, tearing his eyes away from the beautiful scene before him.
"I brought you up here to ask you something. It might sound cheesy, but you're my favorite part of my day. The thing that keeps me smiling. Laughing. Going. So, Remus Lupin, would you make me the happiest man in the world, and marry me?" Sirius got down on one knee and opened up a black ring box to reveal a intricately carved ring inside. Remus nearly burst into tears.
"Y-yes, of course!" Remus said, smiling more than he had ever in his life. Sirius slipped the ring on his finger and hugged him tight. "What a creative way to propose, Sirius. On top of the Eiffel Tower. A+ for creativity." Remus said between sobs filled with joy.
"Now, will you read me that poem?" Sirius asked Remus, a tint of hope in his voice.
"Of-of course," Remus said, pulling it out of his back pocket, and began to read.
Nothing Without You
No one really is quite like you. Everyone else is so quick to say stuff, but not you. You have been here for me from the beginning. You got me through it all, and you never got angry at me when I did something. It's astounding how much I care about you. I don't get why you care for me, either. Why do you care so much, anyway? What's keeping you from just walking out? I can't explain what this feels like to me. I don't even know what I'm feeling. I feel like I'm nothing without you. But you would argue differently. You would say that I'm something without you. And that's what made me fall in love you with you. Because I might be something without you But I'm everything with you.
A/N
idk what to do with myself. this was so cheesy. please excuse me. idk. if you're reading this, wtf. you either skipped the whole thing or you have a lot of patience. literally this was so horrible wtf idk why i wrote this 
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