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Slur discourse is real easy guys here I'll show u
1. Don't call someone by a term they're uncomfortable with
2. Don't decide what terms someone can or can't use to describe themselves
Thats it good luck out there babes 💗💗💗
#personal#i've had this sitting in my drafts since june HELP#me forgetting i had a good take when tumblr wrapped just happened. wailing
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Happy birthday to the number one princess in the world!! 💖
~from her biggest fans :)
ramble of my scattered thoughts on the piece under cut as usual cuz i love talking 😋
This has been an idea I've been cookin for a while, and it was so cluttered and unlike any other ensemble piece I've made... and I decided I oughta do it anyway. I love Miku, I love Vocaloid, and I wanted to do something really ambitious and crazy for her anniversary. Crazy that she's turning her "canon" age this year TwT
I had the idea floating around since like, May...? And then finally started acting on it around June 18. I'm terrible with deadlines, obvious with how I can never make a silly birthday post in time, so I started wayyyy ahead to make sure I have some room to be lazy lol, especially with an idea as ambitious as this.
This was finished on July 12! So I had to sit on this for an annoying amount of time. Very difficult for someone like me who just wants to talk about everything I'm working on to the masses. But at the very least, that gave me the time to work on the draft for this post.
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Here's some ~behind the scenes~ scribbles leading up to the finished piece!
Left is the chicken scratch plan i made in my handy dandy notebook (whenever things are getting real and ambitious, i always made a rough ROUGH plan in there. Usually I'd do a rough pass of the full thing, but this was too complicated for me to do traditionally. I majorly benefited from digital tools to make this possible). CyberDiva and CyberSongman were considered, but I ended up cutting them cuz I just didn't feel like drawing them sorry-- (just pretend they're off to the side. They gave Ruby and Clara the pizza lol).
Right is the "final" completed sketch (before I decided to include Chika mid-way through coloring and VY1 and VY2 near the finish line). I started by drawing the main "groups" separated on a different canvas so I can plop them into the main canvas for easy rearranging and transforming. However I got lazy and ended up drawing everyone in the bottom right corner directly on the canvas since I liked seeing the big picture of everyone's positions. Y'know.
Almost excluded Chika! But I like her design so much that I just felt like including her last-minute. You win this time, Chika fans.
VY1 and VY2 were very close to being cut! I added them when I began doing the banner and thought "eh why not". I figured their non-human designs would be pretty easy to include pushed back in the bg. Ik VY1 is more commonly associated with the fan design, but I referenced the hairpin cuz it was simpler and the fan looked very annoying to draw 😭
Sorry to the fans of many Vocaloids I had to cut because this composition was insane enough as is. I promise I wanted to include fellas like CUL, LUMi and Sachiko 😭 I will admit I was a little biased on who I wanted to include over others. Like, I don't normally care for Bruno and Clara, but I wanted to get some more international 'loids in the mix. Also wanted to stick in the realm of official designs and not fan-designs since, as much as I can appreciate those, are just a whole "wait who is that guy supposed to be" situation I didn't wanna deal with.
I also did wanna include even more character references through the balloons, but they ended up being kind of ugly and overcomplicated the BG :,)
(Oh, and while this was originally planned to be a Vocaloid-only piece, I did end up including Teto, Neru, and Haku 'cuz those are Miku's besties dude!!! They may not be Officially in the club but they're her girls and it would be criminal to not invite them to her birthday).
Anyway, this project marks the first time I've drawn a lot of Vocaloids. Lily, Piko, Rana, Yuki, Yukari, Miki, Maika, and many more lol. All of 'em I've heard or seen in passing, but now I actually drew them, and some have really cool and fun designs!! I got into a habit of drawing Merli after this since I just love her design for example. And I'll probably be drawing more lol!!
Oh and the last thing I'll add for now!! The cake is indeed made up of various song references!! I wanted to reference the "big four" producers, just absolute icons in Vocaloid history. The pink/black checkerboard is "World is Mine" (Ryo), the crescents on the side is "Rolling Girl" (Wowaka), the smiley faces is "Matryoshka" (Hachi), and the three hearts on the side is "The Vampire" (DECO*27, which is sort of a symbol of his whole Mannequin album tbh). I know "The Vampire" is a bit modern but I couldn't think of anything else off the top of my head. I'm a fake DECO fan I know 😔 "Matryoshka" was originally going to be referenced in the colors of the candles but believe me it looked like shit so I just went for something else last minute 😭
That's all I have to say!!! Hope you didn't mind the text wall if you made it here. I hope you like it as much as I do!!!! Happy freakin' birthday Miku!!!!
I have to deal with tagging all these characters now for my page,,, in the drafts my tags got cut off after a certain point so I think I'm massively breaching the tag limit 😭 um... I'll figure that out later...
not losing sleep that i can't tag everyone, even for page organization purposes because some characters have pretty generic names and some are a little hard to see in full yknow. If you're one of those people who tag every character in the art piece you reblog... I am very sorry.
#mayor doidles#fanart#vocaloid#hatsune miku#miku#kagamine rin#kagamine len#rin and len#meiko#kaito#megurine luka#gumi#kamui gakupo#ia#vflower#mayu#kaai yuki#oliver#otomachi una#fukase#sf-a2 miki#utatane piko#yohioloid#big al#sweet an#kasane teto#i literally dont think i can tag everyone. um. so you get the idea right#digital art#cell shaded
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I've just finished chapter 9 of Open Heart Second Year and wanted to share my thoughts at the halfway point (ch 10-11 are another world entirely). It's a long post and probably repeats all the arguments that have been made since the original release...but I'm gonna post anyway.
When Second Year started, I couldn't decide which romance route to take. I genuinely restarted the first chapter several times, but EVENTUALLY I settled on Ethan. And...I got bored. He was there all the time and I just didn't feel anything like I did in book 1 (the opera scene had me in a chokehold for a while). Meanwhile, Raf had apparently broken up with MC and had a new partner which was leaving me intrigued on how it would go (sweet naivety before I saw the ch 10 draft). So during the first hiatus, between ch 8-9, I replayed the whole lot for Rafael.
The difference is stark. For two people who aren't allowed to be together, MC and Ethan sure ended up spending a lot of time alone together. They sure held hands a lot. MC sure had a lot of extra flirty dialogue. Yet Rafael appears briefly every couple of chapters to talk about how he would risk his life for another (I should have seen the signs sooner) then disappears back to his new partner that we still know nothing about. Most of the pining for Rafael was in my imagination and personal interpretation of the scenes.
Players were willing to justify this with 'Ethan is our boss' and 'we work on the same team so obviously they will spend time together'. Bryce and Jackie are our best friends or partners, Jackie is our freaking ROOMMATE and we don't see them at all?
Furthermore, we have two brand new characters in June and Baz and barely spent any time with them because Ethan had to be front and centre. I would have happily spent diamonds to get to know either of them one-on-one. But no...
An idea: instead of Ethan having a professional diamond scene every chapter (patient's house visit, visiting the art gallery, making a pictagram account), this is where June or Baz come in. Especially if Ethan also had a personal diamond scene in the chapter. Open Heart was popular because of its diverse cast after all (including Ethan, yes, but there was someone for everyone in book 1).
FURTHER furthermore, one of the 'plots' of this book was MC teaching their own intern, Esme Ortega. And we had a diamond scene to take her with us on Diagnostic work, a diamond scene to mentor her around six chapters later, and...a few quick scenes of MC giving her some work to do. That's it. Because even though being a mentor is part of MCs job, it's not nearly as important as Ethan's screen time.
I've played all four romance routes, and obviously Ethan's had the most content (his romance route v platonic route is night and day!!). Raf's route was completely empty to the point where it made sense to me that MC was in the hospital with Ethan all the time because they didn't want to spend their free time sitting at home nursing a broken heart. But Bryce and Jackie's routes had no reason for that. There's almost no reason to play the chapters without them and it's no surprise their fans started dropping away. All the signs pointed to one LI being killed off, but the other two didn't have anything to hope for either so why stick around?
Chapter 8 is the baseball game and we get to spend time with Bryce and Keiki, AND practice baseball with some friends. Probably the most friend group content we saw since the chapter 5 music festival. I enjoyed being rude to Landry (again, my MC is too stressed and upset at this point to spend energy being nice to him) but I didn't like how my response to him determined how the two sides interacted. Just because I'm rude to Landry doesn't mean I don't want to meet Sienna's med school friends at Kenmore. We then get to go back with Ethan for dinner or go home alone. I don't suppose it would have killed PB to put some kind of friend group scene in as an alternative? They did in book 1...
Chapter 9 is where the emotions really pick up as we have Kyra's cancer getting worse. Man, I love well-written angst. When MC is overwhelmed and has to calm down in a supply closet they are discovered by...June. Who at this point is becoming the villain (despite the fact this plot line would have only made sense if you were romancing 1/4 LIs).
Another idea: we get to choose which LI discovers us, just like in book 1! We could have a rare moment of softness with Jackie because it kills her that she can't help the situation. It could have been the catalyst for Bryce to look into radical gore-tex surgeries as a last resort. Or we could have had a painful heart-to-heart with Rafael, maybe MC being standoffish because he's their ex or open and desperately wishing Raf could comfort them as before. The possibilities are endless, but we can't waste time (or money) on those guys.
Speaking of Rafael, this is the infamous chapter ending:
Like a punch in the heart. But possibly what hurt more was the fact that chapter 10 opened with - of all things - a time jump to a few days later with the Senator coming to Edenbrook!! Because that's the Diagnostic team which is the only thing that matters! In fact, Rafael isn't mentioned until around two thirds of the way through when the narration - of all things - casually mentions that he is in fact moving to BRAZIL. More fool me, I thought he was just moving to another state, but no. Another freaking country. There is no way that would have been an easy conversation, especially on his romance route, but it's yet another conversation that happens OFF-SCREEN for the reader to be hastily informed later.
Book 2 began with a recap that omitted Rafael completely, despite the fact his superhero complex was going to be 'plot point' of book 2. Luckily he does appear in the next recap but this scene has been retconned with him saying 'I'm moving to Brazil' (if I remember to get a screenshot of that later, I'll post it).
PB tried to justify all this with 'Open Heart is a mature story...exploring themes of heartbreak and loss' (and some players will still believe that), but it never was. If it was, we would have seen the break-up between MC and Rafael, we would have been able to talk with Raf about his suspension in detail and how it was affecting him, and we would have SEEN THIS VERY CONVERSATION. But all the resources went into Ethan and his parents, Ethan and his morals, Ethan cooking a chicken.
I get it, he was a big moneymaker. I myself contributed once upon a time. But that doesn't justify throwing out the rest of your characters. (My school sold out my year group to get some money, and in doing so lost all credibility with a generation of girls). Like I said before, Open Heart was good because of ALL it's characters that we had grown to love and PB now wanted to chuck those out. Unless a LI had absolutely 0% interest, you write for them or you don't put them in the story (and we all know where that leads us: single LI books). Why alienate Bryce, Raf and Jackie romancers when, for all you know, they might be Sam Dalton's biggest fans? (The biggest book I can think of that was releasing at the same time as Open Heart). This whole thing was a stupid, stupid decision by PB and it has nothing to do with Rafael.
I hope there were people on the OH team who knew this was a bad idea from the start. I hope the higher-ups started sweating at the reactions to Sora and the ending to chapter 9, and I hope the smart ones on the team felt unbelievably smug about being right.
#open heart#playchoices#rafael aveiro#i really hope to get this out my system soon#three years is long man#long post
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red white and royal blue (the book) was amazing and i loved how it seemed to open up the romcom genre to queer relationships an entirely different way! it's so witty and heartfelt and such a fun but earnest read and perfect for a holiday or a day by the beach! (also definitely my favourite by the author so far, one last stop was cute but the time travel element was a little weird for me and i kissed shara wheeler was just a queer paper towns (the novel by john green) with unlikeable characters, but i'm excited for their 4th novel!)
also, books i've really enjoyed so far this year (no particular order or genre):
- the roughest draft by emily wibberly and austin siegemund-broka
(romance about two authors who had a falling out but have to write a novel together to fulfill their contractual obligations)
- pet and bitter by akwaeke emezi (coming of age novel and prequel about what choices we can make when society is in denial)
- happy place by emily henry (fake dating exes spending time with their friend group at a beach house)
- our missing hearts by celeste ng (novel about identity and rebellion)
- yellowface by r.f. kuang (unhinged in the best way about a white author who steals their dead asian friend's manuscript and publishes it under a racially ambiguous name and the ramifications of that)
- small worlds by caleb azumah nelson (book about growing up and finding yourself amidst expectations from your immigrant parents in london with a beautiful music backdrop)
what kind of books to you tend to read? and what are your favourites from this year?
Honestly same, I loved it. I read it in 2020 and I was hooked. Read it in one sitting and spent the whole night awake finishing it. Exactly I agree with this, there used to be books about queen relationships before but they weren't done so well till Casey put RWRB out there. I have read books before that too but that never dealt with the characters in such a good way. It's my favorite by her too, i read her other books too but theres just some magic in RWRB that's never been matched again as per me.
I get ur point about OLS but I did like the time travelling aspect of it though (it's the fantasy romance reader in me). Oooh paper towns >>>> haven't talked about that book in so long. I was such a big John Green fan in ninth grade, totally obsessed with his books.
Ooh all these books sound amazing. Definitely adding a few to my tbr. I have read Small Worlds and just read happy place last week. Loved both of them. And Yellow face has been in my tbr too, I have the kindle version just need to find the time to read it.
So I can read pretty much anything - romance, mystery, coming of age, fantasy, biographies etc. My book interests are all over the place honestly.
Currently I'm on my romance and mystery phase. So I'm trying to finish Catherine Cowles blacklist. This year I had a slow start on my reading thanks to this being my last term in university. So I only got properly into reading in June. Since then I have been reading a lot of romances (anything and everything), thrillers and suspense, fantasy even. Though I have been struggling to find good thrillers this year so that's in a bit of a slump.
So my favs of this year have been -
Crowns of Nyaxia (1st book) by Carissa Broadbent
From Lukov with Love by Mariana Zapaata
The Spectacular by Fiona Davis
Loved loved loved Small Worlds
Finally read Things we never got over by Lucy Score
If this is love by Jewel E Ann
Magnolia Parks by Jessa Hastings
Dirty air series (4th book) by Lauren Asher
The guest by Emma Cline
Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yaaros
A scoundrel of her own by Stacy Reid (need to complete her blacklist too)
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20 days--Luke & Lily oneshot
a/n: hello! since I've had the drafts for all of the Luke&Lily oneshots written since Aprile (I'm embarrassed, I'm so sorry) I'm going to post them how I first drafted them so it will be in the form of a headcanon. This takes place when Luke is home from tour after Mother's day from May 21st-June 11th. I will try and get the other two out in the next two days! Once again, thank you for your patience and your love for Luke & Lily!
Enjoy!🌸
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The first couple days back Luke catches up on some sleep
He stays home with Oliver while the girls are at school and mama’s at work, he gets back in their routine quickly
They take a weekend to a water park with Ashton accompanying them. The kids love it and they eat at a pizza place that has moose hats for children to wear and the best root beer floats, then on Monday (Memorial Day) they go to Michael and Crystal’s for a cookout. Everyone is there including Cory, Ella and Violetta
Discuss the twins, Posy loves talking with them and mama asks Crystal how they’re sleeping. Says Michael shoots out of bed when they cry
Lily comes home crying one day because some kids at school are saying Luke is cheating on mama while he’s all over the world. Poke fun at her that he’s not her real dad and her real dad doesn’t live with her
Luke is furious while Lily is crying in mama’s arms. He wants to speak with these kids but Lily hands him a note from her teacher wanting to meet with Luke and mama
To calm Lily down, mama makes a warm bubble bath for her and then they tuck her in for bed, making sure she has her blanket and pink bunny tucked into her side
Luke is still fuming when they’re in their bedroom.
‘How can kids be so cruel?’
‘They probably overheard their own parents talking,’ mama sighs. ‘This isn’t the first time it’s happened.’
‘What?! What do you mean?’
‘She’s come home before and it’s the same thing, you’re seeing other women, we’re splitting up–’
‘Why am I just hearing about this now? Why haven’t you told me?’
‘Because I handled it and explained to Lily we’re a blended family. I told her that you are her dad just as much as Cory is. She knows she’s loved and that she can ignore it or defend herself, but you know how Lily is, she chooses to ignore it but it still hurts. She promised she’d tell me if they say anything else and they haven’t for a while, but now that you’re home,’ mama shrugs, ‘it started up again. I’m glad her teacher wants to talk to us, I hope the other parents are there as well because I’ll give them a piece of my mind.’
‘You should have told me the first time it happened, y/n’ Luke says sadly.
‘I didn’t want you to worry.’
‘Does Cory know?’
‘He’s the one who told me, when he picked Lily up from school on a Friday.’
Luke takes a deep breath with his hands clasped behind his neck. ‘Once again, i’m in the dark between you and Cory.’
‘No, Luke, it’s not like that. We handled it at the moment it happened. I wanted to tell you but when you’ve been home I’ve forgotten all about it because we were all so happy you’re home–’
‘You said I’m her dad just as much as Cory is so I should have been told about this when it first happened.’
Mama’s eyes well with tears and she removes his hands from his neck, he allows her to hold his hands but he avoids her eyes. She can see the tears in them.
‘Luke, baby–’
‘I would never want to nor could I ever replace Cory. Even though Lily’s not mine biologically, she is my daughter, right?’ he asks softly.
‘Of course she is!’ mama cups his cheek, his lashes flutter the tears away but she catches one. ‘Luke, I’m–I’m so sorry. I knew you were missing them so much already, I didn’t want to add to it.’
He starts to have another panic attack, gasping for breath, his fingers and hands trembling. She calms him down by holding him close, apologizing again and again until they make up with careful kisses. The next morning, she finds Luke sitting on their balcony with Oliver and the girls, their voices are what woke her up
Luke’s talking with Lily about the school situation, she’s crying because she thinks he’s mad at her. He tells her very gently that he’s not, it’s his job to make sure she’s not hurt so he wants to know from now on if something else is said. Posy hugs her sister to try and stop her crying, Luke hugs them with Olly squished in his lap and that’s when mama enters.
Posy wants to be picked up by her, Oliver hums and stretches his arms out towards her voice.
‘Who wants breakfast?’ Luke asks and they go about their day with the kids playing in the yard.
Later that night when the kids are in bed, Luke and mama are having coffee in the kitchen.
‘So Lily didn’t want me to know?’ Luke asks tracing his finger around the lip of his mug
‘Yeah,’ mama smiles sadly, ‘she can tell when you’re overwhelmed too, she didn’t want to add to it. She begged me not to tell you.’
‘I get it, but I’m glad I had a talk with her.’
The meeting with her teacher goes over well, Luke and mama are happy to see the parent’s of the kids were in attendance. It made Luke feel a bit better when they all looked awkward and embarrassed. Luke held mama’s hand the whole time and the parent’s promised they would tell their children not to say anything else.
‘That’s all fine, but I’d prefer it as well that you don’t discuss me and my wife and the ludicrous notion that I would ever cheat on her,’ Luke says. ‘This is high school bullshit–’ ‘Luke–’ ‘It is, lovie and I won’t tolerate it. y/n is a great mother and I’m so thankful she handles our family so well while I’m gone. We better not need another meeting like this in the future. Come on, lovie.’
Luke takes mama’s hand, she covers her mouth hiding her giggles, and they pick Lily up from her classroom. Later that night, mama tells Luke how hot he was telling the other parent’s off and she swings her leg over his waist placing slow kisses across his chest. ‘I like how firm you were…’
‘Want to see it again?’ he smirks then flips her over onto her back. He shows her exactly how firm he can be
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Hey you! Yeah you! Have you ever been living life when you think to yourself, man I wish I could do that. Think to yourself,
Yeah I can do that! Who's gonna stop me!
Please ignore the previous statement if thought involved illegal activities.
Well I hand made a plushie and I'm proud of myself.
When Jaiden Animations uploaded her video reviewing gen 5 pokemon plushies, I wondered what Drifloons official plush looked like. Looking it up, it was kinda disappointing. There were parts I thought I'd change if I made it myself...
Then I thought, why don't I make it myself! So I stopped studying for my exam and proceeded to plan out the designs. However, I'm no expert by any means. My credentials were essentially:
Learned how to sew a quilt in grade 11.
Quick fixes in clothes or toys.
Lots of videos of doll customizations and a few cosplay tutorials I've seen on YouTube.
So, I set my expectations low and kept my self-confidence high. My margin of error for the drifloon plush was going to be huge, so regardless of the end result, I'll be happy.
Above are some of the first drafts of templates I used. The seem-lines excess grew as I learned that more is better. The circular tag for the bottom of Drifloon I had to remake a few times, so it was big enough with the final product. The arms I originally thought to make with fabrics, but once realizing it would look like shoelaces, I challenged myself to use rope.
I also had no plan for the cloud. I did know I wanted to use fabric rather than it to be pure fluff like the official design. I ended up just stuffing and stretching fabric into a sphere shape and sewing it together, hiding all the raw edges.
When I went to buy the material, I didn't buy plush and soft materials. If I remade the plush, I probably would make the cloud part fluffy, but since drifloon is a balloon, the smooth pillow-like sheets (Linen, I think) worked fine.
Gotta love the stitch work of my first attempt. I probably used a total of four stitch methods. One was stitched the machine, then handstitched the rest since I realized it was crazy to machine stitch something so small. Two of the stitches I probably made up. I stuffed the pads, and the end result is smooth enough, and I love each little flaw. The mistakes also helped me understand how to approach the rest of the body.
One, two, skip a few, I stitched 5 oval patterns together to make the body. I then bought an embroidery hoop to make the eyes. I thought of doing an outline for the mouth but settled for machine stitching.
This poor baby wasn't properly stuffed. Originally, I planned on using old stuffing, but then I bought cotton to stuff it properly. I accidentally ripped the material and thought I fixed it, but after stuffing it I realized he had a Dwane Johnson eyebrow. Luckily, with new stuffing, it's less noticeable, kind of.
Above is the finished product immediately after I finished! Ignore the calendar it was actually June. He can sit without rolling and the colours look great together! It wasn't until recently when the weather was beautiful and I took him outside for a photo shoot!
While there was lots of mistakes, I had lots of fun learning. I love my shiny baby who was inspired by a shiny I caught in Pokemon Scarlet, my first non-guaranteed shiny in a main game! Her ingame name is Aurora, but I've been calling the plush a he, so do with that info as you will.
Thank you for reading!
This project was really fun for me, and it all started by just wanting to do it myself. I hope this encourages you to just make something you've been holding out on doing. You may make mistakes like I did, but you may also finish with a final product that YOU made! What's cooler than that?
#pokemon#diy#homemade plush#plush toy#plushies#shiny#shiny drifloon#drifloon#hand crafted#long post#hand stitching#did know what i was doing but did something#im happy with it
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sorry for all the asks! But "Composition" caught my attention as a title. Does it involve Alan?
Oh my gosh, I forgot that one was sitting there myself. It was originally supposed to be about songs Katarina inspired Alan to write over the years, playing with bits of music Katarina remembered from her past life as the seed, but growing into being Sorerian with Alan's personal twist on it, ending with an Alan/Katarina pairing.
I didn't publish it because I only had one idea for a silly story of when they're kids and messing around in the music room while Luigi meets with the King and Geordo's stuck in a history lesson. It kinda falls apart because I've never been musically inclined. But re-reading it, it's actually an adorable, if unpolished, one shot filled with way too many head canons, but gets away with it because Katarina and Alan are like, 11, and both won't remember everything said here anyway and as a one-shot it's meant to be silly.
I think I convinced myself it was less completed than it was because the original idea was a series, so I haven't thought about it as more than a loose collection of dialog since June 2021 (when I absolutely should not have been working on fanfiction because I was one month away from my bar exam, lol, but that's when I last saved an edit in that draft).
Never apologize for sending an ask. I think I might post this one on AO3 tomorrow.
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Currently preparing my request box. Since I changed my theme to Kokomi, I also need a new header (the request box had actually been sitting in my drafts for almost a year because I was planning to do it last year but I got super busy :')) so akdbkslkc. I will be writing sample entries for the following days though so you would have an idea how the mechanics will work, and how the requests will look like. My current drabble WIPs are:
1. What remains unsaid (ScaraLumi(couple not final) , might get scrapped here since I want to make this into a short series since I think the concept is cute)
2. The Seasons I Spent with You (sequel to the one shot Fall Again, and might be crossposted in the catalyst collection pls I've been waiting so long for Kazuha-)
3. Cuckoos in June (Yaeyato, prequel to an Eien entry)
4. Severed Strings (Solomon, inspired by his SSR devilgram)
5. Daffodils (DiaLevi, I kinda low-key shipped them ever since season 3. It's the "he's out of my league" pining potential. Add DiaLuci into the mix and that's zmjckckkc GALAXY BRAIN)
No set date yet because I have a love-hate relationship with writing. Once I have a good amount of samples, I think I can start accepting requests!
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june 2022 writing tally
Once again, more of a note to self to see where I was in my writing of all of the things at this point in time. Juggling multiple WIPs so good to see where they all were.
Slow progress is being made. My average is 500 words a day (when I'm not braindead) so it's kind of like a steady crawl. Still capping at 3 WIPs and rotating between them at the end of each chapter, though I might be swapping one out for July. Making the rules as I go...
WIP 1: The Winter Soldier long fic is crawling along, much to my surprise. On one hand, I've let it sit for months along the way and it always get pushed to the back when other "more shiny" projects jump in front. And it also lagged as I had hit the wall that was chapter 6 and 7 and really had no idea what would happen there. 1-5? had those down, 8-13, I know what I'm doing. But 6/7? A void. But the first half of June was throwing down 6.5K words on chapter 7 and well it's done. It's... something? The cool part is that I'm finally at the shiny scene idea that sparked this whole story. After 40K! It's like my reward for sticking with it... I'm excited to see how close it will be to my original idea from way back in 2021... Current total is @ 40.3K.
WIP 2: This one also got some love! I'm about one day from the end of the first draft of the follow-up to "You May Never See." This chapter sits at around 5.7K, will probably get another 500 and I kind of hate the whole damn thing right now. The story is @28.5K and it's a giant zero draft mess. (I think?) I have not looked back at any of it since I started so I have no idea how meh/incoherent it is. Gonna let it prove for July and poke at it in August and maybe I won't hate it? Fuuuuuuuuuu... This one is a beast.
WIP 3: The weird original story was not touched in June, WIP 1/2 took the slots. This might end up on the back burner to a new story idea that will probably leapfrog over this one as I try to find an original story that sticks. I seem to be comfortable with kinky novellas, so I might try my hand at one. I've had a few ideas that were knocking around as possible fic premises so I might try one out. Whatever it is, it's coming up right after I finish up the last chapter of WIP 2. So I have to figure it out. Perhaps more on that at the end of July. (A month in which I will also move across the country, so yikes for upcoming writing interruptions...)
June 2022 WIPs word total: 72,676.
#mugen writes things#monthly word tally#mwt#biab#what remains#because my tumblr is my livejounal#writing is hard#l&h
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◸ July 2023 - Monthly Wrap-Up ◿
- Stats -
Words written this month: 2.6k
Books Read: 2
╰┈➤ Tethered Spirits, T.A. Hernandez
╰┈➤ Witch Hat Atelier Vol. 1, Kamome Shirahama
Currently Reading:
╰┈➤ The Revenant Prince, T.A. Hernandez
╰┈➤ Worm, John C. MrCrae (Plague 12.0)
Goals achieved: 2.5 ish?
This post is almost 2 weeks late (whoops!) and my university workload is really starting to crank up now, so naturally my presence on this site is going to be even less frequent (if it could get any less frequent...)
Or will it?
I still want to push myself to post at least once a week, but I've lost track of how many months I've failed to meet that target. I think it's due to the fact that I only come on here to make these monthly posts - I don't browse regularly anymore. I'm going to change that. I really want to start being active on here again, since I see a direct positive correlation between my presence on tumblr and my motivation to write. So, hopefully this is the month that doesn't end on false promises.
On another note, I'm so glad that I'm starting to hit my monthly goals! I did a lot more reading than usual - in June I also read Babel by R.F Kuang (absolutely amazing, by the way. I think everyone should read this book) but I technically finished it in August. I've got 4 months now to meet my yearly reading goal (currently sitting on 9/20) so I'm going to push through by reading whenever I catch myself on my phone for too long.
In terms of writing, I ~technically~ finished outline 2 act 2 of Snake Oil, however that's only because I split the act into two. I've just realised, 'act' is no longer the right word to describe it. I will now be referring to these as 'arcs' and will probably divide the story up into 4 or 5 of them, each signalling the start (or end?) of a major plot shift. At the moment I'm still just dot-pointing all of the events that happen in the story in more detail than the first outline. After this, my plans for outline 3 will be much more technical in regards to breaking down themes, characters and tying plot points together. From there, drafting will begin!
I'm aiming to finish the third outline by November. By then, the university semester will have concluded and the 4 month break begins - the perfect time to begin drafting! As always, nothing is set in stone though. haha.
Hope you all had an amazing writing month, and I can't wait to catch up on all of your projects 💙
- Goals for August -
Words: 2k
Snake Oil outline 2 arc 3 complete
Post at least once a week
Books: 3
- Song of the Month -
This song has real Snake Oil vibes. Stumbling across a commune hidden deep within a snowy forest type shit!!
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for ao3 wrapped: 1, 6, 29! I love your work, thank you for sharing it with us <3
Aw thank you so much!! I'm glad you like it :)
How many words have you written this year?
I've published about 150k worth of words on ao3 this year. However, I do have another 20k in various fics sitting in my drafts that'll be posted in the next few weeks. So all in all, I've written approximately 170,000 words which is insane to me especially since I didn't write anything this year until June.
6. Favorite title you used
I love this question! So hard to decide, but I'm going with "the mortifying ordeal of being known". This is my fic where Steve comes out to people 5 times (+1 time someone knew all along) and I feel like the title really captures my views on what it's like to come out to someone. The mixture of vulnerability at expressing who you are (especially with something so important and intrinsic to yourself) with the joy of being known better by those who love you.
29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?
Either the last line from my Steve + Max fic (home is wherever I'm with you):
"Steve lifted her arm around her as she snuggled in, settling in to watch the movie together. Perhaps he had an unorthodox family made up of one platonic soulmate, one surrogate little sister and her mother, his boyfriend, and a whole gaggle of children but he wouldn’t give it up for the world."
Or the intro to my New York Times-esque Modern Love piece "Truly, Madly, Guiltily"
If you’re reading this, you’ve probably seen the front page spread on every major newspaper of me kissing a man at the Grammys after party. Truth be told, I never thought a picture of me kissing someone could be such big news. But apparently, “gay” and “rockstar” together are inconceivable ideas to the American public and caused quite a stir.
I’m in awe of how violently certain people claim to be sure of my supposed heterosexuality — I mean hello, have you ever seen me? I’m writing this because I’m sick of seeing think pieces about my sexuality, investigations into my personal life and the scrutiny of all those in my life who never signed up to be a public figure.
I’ve seen the speculations about who the man might be — everyone ranging from Andrew Garfield to Anderson Cooper. As flattered as I am by that, I must confess the truth is much better. Because I was actually kissing Steve Harrington.
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Pairing(s): Tony Stark/Peter Parker
Words: 12,472
Warnings: Referenced non-con for the briefest second, anxiety, mild disassociation, 18+ only!
Peter shares his heat with Tony for the first time… which also so happens to be his first-ever heat with an Alpha partner.
DISCLAIMER
Okay, so this is my first fic for this side of the internet and I'm super excited about it… and relieved. I've been working on this fic since June of 2020, my dudes. It was initially written for a different fandom, but some horrid IRL shit went down over there and it stayed in my docs for a while until I showed up late to the Starker party after NWH and was like: "Yup… Yuppity Yuppers." This is also the longest fic I've ever written and is my first toe into the waters of A/B/O which also excites me!
That being said, I am SO done with this. There are loads of mistakes, and I'm not that happy with the end and stuff, but it's haunting me. Just seeing it sitting in my drafts and taunting me is driving me up the fucking wall so I'm posting it as is to get it off my chest. I will come back to it and make corrections and maybe even rework a couple of things and change the title (because yuck), but mentally I can't. Though it's not up to my toxic perfectionism standards, my friend has read it and CLAMMERED for me to post it so here we are! I hope you'll get some enjoyment out of it as well because FUCK I'm so done.
As always, comments are welcomed and encouraged.
You can also follow me on TikTok if you'd like. My content is of questionable quality, but I try my best.
Enjoy! :)
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Additional Warnings: Praise Kink, Kink Negotiation(ish?), Knotting, Anal fingering, Anal Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Creampie, and Rimming.
Peter was done.
Done with class, done with his unrelenting professors, done with notes, done with… just today entirely. Tuesdays and Thursdays were his busiest days and at the end of each one, he always finds himself exhausted and grumpy. Today was no exception, the crisp autumn wind tussling his curls as he walked back to his dorm. He's hoping he'll be able to make it back without anyone speaking to him, but it usually never happens so his hopes aren't too high.
When he walked into his hall, he thought that maybe this time would be different, but was proven wrong when a voice spoke to him as he swiped his student ID to check-in.
"Hey, dork. The day finally over?” Peter looked up as he put his ID back in his wallet, smiling when he saw MJ’s bored gaze.
She didn't count.
“Yeah. Today was particularly rough for some reason.” Her bored eyes shifted to concerned.
“You alright?”
“Yeah, just tired from today.” She shrugged her shoulders, resting her chin in her palm.
“You know where to find me if you need anything. I’m always in my room, class, or here.” Peter nodded. He's worked campus jobs before and while working at the front desk of the dorm halls wasn’t the worst, it wasn't exactly the best. It could get boring and required you to pull all-nighters sometimes since someone always had to be there. At least he'd been allowed to study while on the clock.
“Thanks, MJ.” Peter felt the watch on his wrist vibrate which was… odd. He hadn’t taken his phone off silent mode yet, so he wasn’t sure why he was getting a notification. He lifted his wrist curiously, his eyes widening as soon as he saw what had alerted him.
It was the app called “H Tracker Pro.” He’s been expecting the notification for a while now… but he didn’t think he’d get it until around next month or so.
MJ noticed Peter’s demeanor shift almost instantly, her eyebrows furrowing as she lifted her head from her palm in an attempt to see Peter's watch screen. “Everything okay?” Peter looked up from his watch, nodding a little too enthusiastically as he covered the watch face with his other hand.
“Yeah! I just forgot to call May at lunch and she’s freaking out a little.” MJ cocked an eyebrow. He knew that was her bullshit detector going off, but she thankfully didn’t press.
“Alright then. Better go call her before she has a cow.” Peter laughed awkwardly.
“Yeah, I’d better. See you around.”
“Bye loser.”
Peter walked through the double doors into his dorm hall, making his way towards the elevator in an almost zombified state as his mind began to drift back to the notification he had read on his watch. He usually keeps his phone on "do not disturb" on Tuesdays and Thursdays, only allowing certain contacts and apps to bypass the block so he could focus on his studies. So, it had been a complete surprise to see that particular notification and he was doing everything in his fiber not to freak out.
"Why the fuck is it so soon?" He thought. "I could've sworn I had more time..."
He doesn't remember the elevator ride or having a very short conversation with one of his friends that lived just down the hall. All he knows is that he's finally home and was trying to fish his keys out of his pocket. He hadn't even noticed how much his hands were shaking until they fumbled out of his grip and fell to the tiled floor with a high-pitched clink. "Fuck," he cursed, bending down to pick them back up.
When he got the door open, he was hit with the sudden smell of pecan brownies. Ned must've put in one of the homemade wax melts his Lola had sent him in the warmer. The heavenly scent relaxed him for a moment, his eyes closing to savor the smell as he closed the door. He kicked off his shoes and threw his backpack to the floor, collapsing down onto the bed with a relieved groan.
He desperately needed this.
He hadn’t realized he’d dozed off until he heard the door open and close again with its usual heavy slam. He groaned, annoyed that he had been woken up.
“Seriously, Ned? I was enjoying the peace, dude.” He grumbled. He expected to hear Ned scoff or say something snarky, but the snorted laughter he heard instead brightened his mood tenfold.
“Jeeze, such a grump. And here I thought you’d be happy to see me.” He’d know that cocky voice anywhere.
“Tony!” Peter exclaimed, jumping up from bed and running over to the older man. Tony let out a light groan in protest when Peter collided with him, squeezing Peter back just as tight while the kid clutched his shirt.
“Easy, Bambino. I’m not a spring chicken anymore.” Peter didn’t say anything, his horrid day and bad mood melting away as Tony’s arms and soothing scent flooded his senses.
“The fuck are you doing here?” Peter asked, his voice muffled in the man's neck as Tony began to gently sway them back and forth. Tony was supposed to be in California right now, but Peter wasn’t even beginning to complain about it.
"I wanted to surprise you. I know Thursdays are hard for you so I thought I'd come to cheer you up."
"Who checked you in?"
"Ned. He said he'd be downstairs doing laundry and playing some kind of… wizard… magic gathering game with your friends if you needed him."
Only residents were permitted in the dorms. Visitors were, obviously, allowed but only if they were checked in at the front desk by a resident. Student guests just had to swipe their ID, but non-students had to show their driver's license, or some kind of equivalent, and leave it at the front desk until they were checked out by the resident who checked them in. All guests had to be out by 11:00 pm unless it was Friday or Saturday. They were allowed to spend the night then if they wanted to.
Peter pulled away from Tony long enough for the pair to share a proper kiss, slow and sweet until Tony broke away.
"He also said to be safe and to put a sock on the doorknob which is a huge insult in my book. We don't need a sock if I do my job right." This made Peter laugh, but it also reminded him of the notification. He had nearly forgotten about it, the extremely short nap and Tony being here distracting him. He clutched Tony's shirt a little tighter, the older man noticing how Peter had suddenly tensed in his arms.
"Hey, look at me." He whispered, lifting Peter's chin with his knuckle so he was looking him in the eyes. "You okay, baby?” Peter nodded, flashing Tony a small smile.
"Yeah, I'm fine. It's just been a long day. You have no idea how happy I am to see you." Tony smiled, bringing Peter into another sickly sweet kiss.
“Tell you what, how about you go take a quick shower and get comfortable while I order us some food and pick a movie for us to watch? You need some…" Tony gestured his hand in a circle in front of Peter. "... major TLC.”
Peter sighed quietly, a relaxing night in with Tony, some unhealthy comfort food, and a movie sounded excellent. “Okay.” Tony pressed one last kiss to Peter’s forehead before he began to grab his things for a shower.
“What do you want to eat?” Tony asked, sitting at Peter’s desk with his feet propped up as he browsed restaurants on his phone.
“Anything. Just pick something you know I’ll like.” Peter laid his bathrobe atop his bed, stripping down and tossing the soiled clothes into the nearby laundry basket. He could feel Tony’s lustful gaze on him even as he tied his bathrobe. “Stop staring.” Peter chided playfully, Tony scoffing meaninglessly.
“You're telling me that I can't appreciate my Bambino's gorgeous body? That’s cold even for you.” Peter smiled and shook his head, sliding on his showering flip-flops and grabbing his caddy.
“I’ll be back in a bit. Try not to wreck the place.”
“No promises!” He heard Tony call back right before he shut the door.
As soon as Peter walked into the community bathroom, his face fell. He no longer had Ned’s wax melts or Tony to distract his attention away from that notification and his phone was now burning a hole in his bathrobe pocket.
He sat his caddy down on one of the benches outside of the showers, sitting next to it and pulling out his phone. He opened the tracker app, not fully believing that it was right. He did have to back up his data once this past year as well as uninstall and reinstall the app a few times. That could've easily caused an accidental miscount of days… right?
Nope.
As much as he wished he could say otherwise, his app was correct. His year was up. It was time to come off his suppressants and go into heat.
The Omega stared at his phone with a distant gaze, his mind running through all the things he’d have to do to prepare for what was about to come. Reporting his heat to his counselor was always the first thing followed by a visit to his doctor, shopping, and- wait… would his shopping list be the same? So many things are different now. Oh god, he’s not even in New York anymore. So He’ll have to find a new doctor on top of needing a new shopping list an-
“Hey, Peter.” Someone greeted, snapping Peter out of his head and causing him to jump about 3ft in the air.
“H-Hey Jared. What’s up?” He asked, running a hand through his hair and trying his best not to sound like he was freaking the fuck out.
“Eh, nothing new. Band practice ran a little late so I’m gonna take a shower and pass the fuck out. Mind if I play my music?” He asked, lifting his Bluetooth speaker.
“Nah, go ahead. Y-You won’t bother me.” Jared smiled.
“Thanks, man.” If Jared noticed that Peter’s demeanor was off, he didn’t say anything. Soon after that, Jared’s music began to play and one of the showers turned on. Peter decided to finally get in the shower as well. Tony knew how long he usually took and would start to worry if he took too long.
His shower took about 15 minutes, Jared’s music still playing as he dried himself off and put his bathrobe back on before pulling back the curtain and walking out. The chill of the bathroom caused a full-body shiver as he made his way back to his room, his shower shoes squeaking with every step. Tony was already laying on Peter’s bed propped up on a shit ton of Ned’s throw pillows as he watched some kind of techno show.
“Hey. Ned stopped by and dropped off some of the laundry while you were gone. I found a fresh pair of socks, one of my tees, and a pair of your favorite pajama bottoms that were still warm from the drier. Figured you’d appreciate that.” Peter sighed and nodded, setting his caddy on the floor by his desk and taking his robe off to once again expose his nakedness to Tony.
Tony whistled lowly, Peter smacking him in the face with the pair of boxers he had yet to put on.
“You know, for a so-called old man you’re pretty horny.”
“Hard not to be when he has someone as beautiful and sexy as you.”
Peter's cheeks flushed bright pink as he finished getting dressed, drying his hair off some more with the towel after putting on a pair of socks to stop it from dripping everywhere. After laying the towel across his desk chair to dry, he crawled up into his bed to lay against Tony's chest. The older man wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him close and pressing a kiss to the top of his head.
Tony had picked Terminator 2 to watch, one of Peter's all-time favorites. However, not even Arnold Schwarzenegger could calm Peter's anxious mind. He’d zoned out completely, unaware of anything going on around him. He’d tried multiple times to get out of his head, to stop the constant “what abouts” and “what if’s,” but every single time he put his focus back on the movie, it drifted away yet again.
Tony must’ve sensed Peter’s inner turmoil, holding onto him tighter and rubbing his cheek atop Peter's head. "What's gotcha so worked up, honey?" He whispered, snapping Peter out of his head again with a light jump. Tony couldn’t help but be amused.
“Oh, uhh nothing. I’m fi-”
“Don’t you dare,” Tony interrupted. “If you’re zoning out it has to be something, so what’s going through that pretty head of yours?” Peter sighed, leaning against Tony and pressing his face into the man’s shoulder. It took about a minute or two before Peter responded and it wasn’t even an answer to Tony’s question.
"M’gonna go get some air in the courtyard for a minute." Tony’s concern grew, his eyebrows furrowing tightly.
“Are you alright?” Peter nodded.
"Yeah, I’m okay. I just need a breather for a minute.” Tony nodded, letting go of Peter’s waist and allowing the younger man to stand up from the bed. Tony hadn’t been dating Peter that long, but he’d spent more than enough time to know that Peter was worrying himself about something. He wasn’t sure what it was and wanted to know more than anything, but trying to get it out of the boy now would’ve been useless while he was so worked up.
"Call me if you need anything, baby."
"M’kay," Peter whispered with a single nod, grabbing his phone while stepping into his favorite pair of Nike slides. He was out the door before they were even completely on his feet, Peter unintentionally slamming the door shut behind him with a heavy metallic clack.
The courtyard was blissfully empty, Peter taking a seat on one of the benches by the small fountain in the center. Though the sounds of the dribbling water helped ease his headache, he was still teeming with anxiety, his leg bouncing wildly as he held his head in his hands and gripped his curls.
Peter had been having heats since he presented late at the age of 20, going on a dose of suppressants as soon as his first heat had lifted. Though he only really cared about not having a heat once every three months, he chose to take a combined suppressant that would also make his scent extremely mute so Aunt May would feel better about Peter's safety. While suppressants are a godsend, all Omegas who take them are advised to come off of them at least once a year to keep the intensity of their heats down and to ensure reproductive health.
Peter’s yearly heats have always been normal and manageable as long as he had a partner, but this would be his very first one with Tony who would also be his first-ever Alpha partner. He was so unsure of what to expect from his body, never being exposed to so many pheromones before so it was untelling what he’d end up doing. He had read tons of articles and even asked May for advice, both of them saying that he would be fine but he couldn’t help but worry.
If he was already super clingy without an Alpha, he could only imagine what he would be like with one right next to him in a full rut while he was delirious with heat hormones and sexual desire.
The sound of the courtyard door opening snapped him back to reality, followed by the gentle squeak of the door closing again and hesitant footsteps slowly crunching towards him under the fallen leaves. He could tell it was Tony just by the way he was giving Peter his space, but his distinct scent of firewood and dark chocolate was also a dead giveaway.
“It's alright, Tony. You can come over.” He heard the older man let out a puff of air, almost like he was anxiously holding it in until he knew for sure that Peter was okay.
“Sorry, I just wanted to check on you and tell you that the food’s here.” Peter’s eyes widened in shock. Had he really been down here that long?
He felt Tony drape something over his shoulders, the Alpha's scent and sudden warmth surrounding him. He unintentionally purred quietly, not even realizing that he had been cold until he was getting warm again.
He felt Tony sit next to him, the Alpha still trying to give him his space. Peter, however, wanted nothing more than to be held. He lifted his head and scooted towards Tony, wrapping his arms around the Alpha’s waist and burying his face in his neck, clutching onto what he realized was his throw blanket that was draped around his shoulders.
“Shhh.” Tony cooed, placing a kiss atop of Peter’s head before laying his cheek there and gently rocking them back and forth. “What’s the matter, sweetheart?”
Though he knew they were alone, Peter lifted his head long enough to look around the courtyard to make sure they were alone. It was inevitable that people would know about Peter’s heat when they didn’t see him for a week, but he’d still rather keep it private for as long as he could.
‘It- It’s time to come off my suppressants.” He felt Tony’s arms stiffen a little around him, his gentle rocks back a forth also halting.
In the eight months that they have been official, they’ve openly discussed Peter’s heat on several occasions. Peter was very clear with Tony when he agreed to share his heat with him, explaining that he would be his first Alpha partner and that he was extremely anxious about it.
“What about that one guy you told me about? Isn’t he an Alpha?” Tony had asked. Though they never officially dated, one of his close friends named Olliver from the decathlon team would always be the one to help Peter through his heats when he had no one else. Something that Peter couldn’t be more thankful for.
“Nope. Beta.” Tony comforted him the best he knew how, swearing on his life that he would take good care of Peter and never do anything they didn’t agree to beforehand. He’d even offered to go on suppressants before Peter’s heat to prevent triggering his rut so he didn't lose himself to the hormones.
Though he appreciated the offer greatly, Peter never doubted for a moment that Tony wouldn’t forsake him and told him that the suppressants wouldn’t be necessary. After all, it wasn’t Tony he didn’t trust… it was himself.
Well… that and Peter lowkey really wants Tony’s knot. He refused to admit that last part, though… while lucid, anyway.
Tony began rocking him again. “How long do we have?” He asked, finally breaking the tense silence between them and bringing Peter back to the present.
“Two weeks. It should be plenty of time to get everything ready… at least it usually is.” Tony rubbed his cheek on Peter’s head again, trying his best to soothe his anxious Omega.
“It’s okay, honey. I know you’re scared, but I’ll be right there beside you just like I promised.” Peter relaxed completely into Tony’s hold, The low purr growing louder in his throat as his Alpha gently scented him.
~~~~~
It took Peter about two days to gather himself up enough to begin his usual heat preparations.
He normally would've started immediately, but the uncertainty of this particular situation had nearly put him out of commission. He'd skipped more than a few meals, completely forgot about his physics test, and missed an entire night of sleep.
Tony wasn't having any of it.
He may have been able to make up his test, but that didn’t solve his food or his sleep deprivation. Tony was in Peter’s room again when he came back from making up his test, holding up a duffel bag and gesturing to the room.
“Pack an overnight bag. I’m taking you to the apartment.” Tony had ended up helping when he saw how tired Peter was, taking him straight to the apartment he was renting in the city. They only ever used it whenever Tony came to visit him, serving as the perfect place to get some extra privacy whenever they wanted it… or needed it.
He wasn't sure if it was because of his approaching heat or not, but something about having Tony by his side to make sure he was properly fed, showered, and rested made him feel safe and secure. So much so that he ended up falling asleep extremely early, the feeling of Tony's hand rubbing his back as they lay on the couch lulling him better than any remedy he had tried the previous night.
Peter slept through the entire night, only waking up once his alarm sounded the next morning. Though he was still anxious, waking up next to Tony in his bed mentally pushed him enough to begin getting things ready.
"Peter Parker?" Peter jumped up from the chair he was nervously lounging in and followed his counselor into her office. It was cozy and smelt really nice, like vanilla and honey.
"So, you're reporting a heat, right?" She asked once both of them were seated and his file was opened.
"Yes, Ma’am." She clicked her tongue and shook her head, her dark hair falling onto her face.
"I can't believe it's been a year already." She commented, fetching a paper from her drawer. “Time doesn’t go anywhere.”
Peter wasn’t sure what to say, so he just didn’t say anything.
"Since we've already been through this process you only need to resign a few papers. After that, I’ll ask you a handful of questions and then you’ll be free to go. Sound okay?” The Omega nodded, twisting his hands nervously in his lap.
Just like last year, her definition of “a few” papers turned out to be what felt like an entire stack. His hand was starting to cramp and his signature was beginning to look like mush every time he wrote it.
“Alright, now that that’s out of the way we can go over these questions. Hopefully, they'll be a little quicker than all of these.” she patted the stack of papers he had just signed, Peter silently hoping that she wasn't understating again.
Most of the questions were simple, things like “have you ever had any major complications during a heat” and so on.
“Are you sharing your heat with an Alpha?” That question caught him off guard. It must be a new one since she didn’t ask that one last year.
“Uhhh, yeah.” The woman nodded, leaning over and grabbing another paper from the other drawer. She wrote down a few things before continuing.
“Will this be your first heat with an Alpha?”
“... Yes.”
“Okay. Can you give me their name, age, and contact information please?” Peter hesitated, his mouth going dry. She continued when Peter took too long to answer and noticed his tensed-up posture.
“I'm sorry, sweetie. I know it's intrusive but after the incident with the Omega last year, we adjusted our policies. It's to help better protect our Omegan students and bring justice to the ones who deserve it."
Peter wasn't completely sure what happened, but he knew that the poor girl in question had been brutally beaten and claimed against her will. Just hearing about it made his stomach clench.
"T-That's good. I'm glad they're, umm, t-taking our safety into account." She smiled and nodded.
"As am I. Long overdue in my personal opinion. Now, may I have their name, please?"
“Right, yeah, sorry. It's Tony Stark.” The woman’s pen froze, her eyes darting up over her glasses to look at Peter.
“That Tony Stark?”
“Y-Yeah…” She hummed and made a “good for you” gesture with her head. Peter sighed with relief, glad that she didn’t ask him for any further details.
Once she had Tony’s contact information, they double-checked to make sure his emergency contact was correct, and then she closed his file.
"Alright, Peter, that's got you covered. Make sure you call your doctor when your heat is through to get an excuse and you'll be golden. Do you need an excuse for your classes?” Peter shook his head. “Alright. I hope everything goes well. Give us a call if you need anything.” Peter stood up a bit too quickly from the chair, more than happy to be done with this.
"Thank you, Ma’am.”
~~~~~
Two days later, Peter took yet another day from his classes to travel back to New York to go see his usual doctor for his pre-heat check-up. He had planned on finding one in Boston, but Tony knew that Peter wouldn't be comfortable with that and instead suggested the last-minute trip.
Normally, Peter tries not to use any financial advantage that Tony has, but with something this sensitive he made an exception
Peter thought he'd be going to the appointment alone since that's how he had always done it, but Tony insisted otherwise. “I said I’d be there for you and that includes your snooze fest doctor’s visits.” He’d said. Peter didn’t protest.
The waiting room was crowded and stuffy, Peter fanning himself with one of the many pregnancy magazines littering the tables as they waited to be called back.
“It’s so hot in here…” He complained, Tony only shrugging with a neutral hum as he scrolled through his phone.
“It’s a little warm but it’s not unbearable. I think it’s just your heat coming on.” Tony teased. Peter had taken his final dose of suppressants about two or three days earlier, symptoms of his incoming heat already starting to rear its ugly head in the form of sugary cravings and very mild cramping.
“Look, I know I’m showing a few symptoms, but I don’t start getting warm until a few days before. It’s just damn hot in here...” Tony laughed, throwing his arm to lay on the back of Peter’s chair and nosing at his neck.
“Maybe, but I can already smell it on you.” He growled quietly in his ear. Peter smacked him in the face with the magazine.
“Tony!” Peter whisper-yelled, frantically looking around the room to see if anyone had noticed. “Not in public! Everyone’s already got a microscope on us. What if they take a picture or something?”
“Sorry, Bambino.” He meaninglessly apologized, backing away from Peter's throat to place a sweet kiss on his cheek instead. “You know I have a hard time controlling myself in public.” Peter didn’t listen, instead bringing the collar of his shirt up to his nose to smell it. He only picked up Tony’s scent and his own soap but that didn’t stop his racing thoughts.
“It’s… It’s not strong, is it?”
Tony shook his head. “Nope. It’s extremely silent right now since you’ve only been off your suppressants for a few days. The only reason I can tell is that I scent you all the time.” Peter didn’t look convinced, his muted scent souring with worry as his eyes continued to roam over the crowd to see if anyone had gotten a whiff of him.
Only Tony noticed the shift in Peter’s scent, pocketing his phone and pulling the Omega into his arms. “Calm down for me, Pete. No one can tell but me. I promise. Even if they could I wouldn’t let anyone lay a finger on you.”
Peter slowly began to relax after that, the Omega laying his head down on Tony’s shoulder and continuing to fan himself while Tony quietly scented him.
Despite how crowded the waiting room was, they didn’t have to wait too much longer before the nurse called Peter back. They took his vitals and his weight, asking him question after question as another nurse drew blood from his forearm. Peter quietly hissed when they stuck him, his reaction being more from a place of reflex than actual pain.
Tony's instincts, however, didn't see the difference, causing him to subconsciously growl at the Alpha who had caused his Omega "pain." Tony cleared his throat once he realized what he’d done, extremely rare embarrassment tinting his cheeks.
“Shit… sorry about that.” The nurse waved him off, not at all phased by Tony’s urge to protect. Once they were finally done, they placed them in an exam room where they waited again for about another 10 or 15 minutes before Dr. Wright finally came in.
“Hi, Peter.” She greeted. “That time of year again already, is it?” Peter nodded, twisting his hands together nervously in his lap. She then turned her attention to Tony. “Is this your Alpha?”
“Yeah. This is Tony.” She smiled at him and held her hand out. If she did recognize who Tony was she did a great job at maintaining her professional demeanor. “Hi, Dr. Kennedy Wright.” Tony shook her hand and smiled at her.
“Nice to meet you.” He greeted. Dr. Wright then proceeded to check Peter over just as she always has.
“Everything looks good.” She finished, putting her stethoscope back around her neck when she finished listening to his lungs. “You have the green light to proceed with your heat. However, do keep in mind that since this is your first one with an Alpha partner, it may be more intense than what you’re used to. I don’t think you’ll have anything to worry about as long as Tony is there to help you.” She then directed her attention over to Tony.
“Make sure he eats protein-rich foods, drinks plenty of fluids, and rests in between waves.” Tony nodded, reaching out to hold Peter's hand when he noticed his scent souring with worry again. Dr. Wright picked up on his anxious demeanor and placed a hand on his knee.
“It’s okay, Peter. I’m more than confident that everything will go fine, but remember that you can call me at any time if you have any major problems.” Peter held onto Tony's hand a little tighter as he flashed her a gentle smile. “I’ll go ahead and send in a new prescription for your suppressants and Alisha will be in in just a moment to give you your birth control shot. Any questions for me?” Both Tony and Peter shook their heads, Dr. Wright giving Peter a few more words of encouragement and reminded them again to call her if anything were to go wrong before leaving the room.
When Peter got his shot about five minutes later, Tony thankfully didn’t growl at anyone, but what he said made Peter wish he had.
“Hopefully one day you won’t need that.” He winked, Alisha laughing hard as she injected the medication into Peter's arm.
~~~~~
Peter was up much earlier than usual, reading through the news on his phone while sipping on a cup of coffee. He had been unable to sleep the previous night, browsing through various websites for tips on being with an Alpha partner for the first time while Tony slept peacefully next to him. When he finally did try to get some rest, his mind was still going haywire and was far too jolted to properly quieten down. When the sky began going from black to navy, Peter finally just gave up.
This wasn’t anything new for the Omega, however. One of his common, and most dreaded, heat symptoms is borderline unbearable insomnia. He had hoped that it would pass this cycle but nope. He was halfway through his steaming drink when he felt Tony come up behind him and press a gentle kiss on his cheek.
“Morning.” He gruffed, heading over to the coffee machine to get his own cup of brew. Tony would’ve normally been back in New York by now, but since Peter’s heat is approaching the Alpha didn’t feel comfortable letting the Omega stay in his dorm or leaving him alone in the apartment. Pepper hadn’t been too happy about Tony taking so many days off at first, but when he’d explained it was for Peter’s heat, the beta lightened up immediately and told him to take all the time he needed.
Tony suddenly stopped in his tracks while reaching up for a mug, walking back over to Peter and curiously sticking his nose to Peter's neck and inhaling deeply. The unexpected gesture sent a pleasant shiver down Peter's spine.
“Your scent’s getting stronger,” Tony grumbled, his voice low in his throat. Peter swallowed hard.
“Yeah… I’ve been off my suppressants for about five or six days now.” Tony gently traced his nose against Peter’s jaw, taking in the Omega’s scent some more with pleasing hums and low purrs.
“You’ve always smelled amazing, but it’s even more delicious than usual since you’ve stopped your medication. Like warm, fresh baked cookies and honey. There’s also a hint of spice since your heat’s approaching, but it’s still quiet.” Peter lolled his head over, submitting to the older Alpha as a moan spilled from his lips when Tony kissed gently at his gland.
“Tony…” Peter helplessly whispered, his hand coming up so he could lace his fingers in the Alpha’s hair.
“Mmm… you like that don’t you, baby?” Peter nodded, Tony then barely sinking his teeth into his skin. “Answer me, Omega.”
“Y-yes Alpha...” Peter whined. Tony chuckled lowly, continuing to press sweet kisses onto Peter’s throat. He then brought his hands up to the hem of Peter’s shirt, running his fingers underneath the fabric to caress Peter’s sides and stomach.
“Ahh!” Peter suddenly squeaked, jumping out of the chair and away from Tony’s mouth and wondering hands. Even though he had just been effectively cock-blocked, Tony couldn’t help but laugh.
“Get back here, you cock tease!” He play-pouted, reaching out for Peter again only to have his hands smacked away.
“No! Your hands are like ice!” Tony reached for Peter again, the Omega taking off towards the living room. Tony chased after him, the sound of Peter's laughter and tiny squeals as he tackled him to the couch like music to the Alpha’s ears.
When Peter’s laughing died down, they both gazed at each other lovingly for a while, a light blush dusting the Omega’s cheeks. Tony brushed Peter’s curls away from his forehead with the same dopey grin on his face.
“You’re so cute.” Peter laughed, his blush darkening slightly as he leaned up to steal a kiss. Tony melted into it, cupping Peter’s face as he kissed him back.
~~~~~
"Hey, can you take a break for a second?" Peter asks, placing his hand on Tony's shoulder while he soldered something to one of the motherboards he was working on. "I need to make a heat list. I normally already know what to get, but I wanted to make sure that you got the things you need as well." Tony sat aside the soldering iron and pulled back from his desk, giving the Omega his full attention.
"The only thing I ask for is a thousand boxes of those chocolate protein bars." Peter looked at the Alpha over his notebook, a look of bewilderment in his eyes.
“That’s it? Y-You don’t need any special Alpha stuff for when your rut hits?” Tony laughed, wrapping his arm around Peter’s waist and pulling him closer.
“Nope. The only thing I need is to make sure you’re comfortable and being well taken care of. So, just jot down whatever you normally get… and chocolate protein bars.” Peter giggled, setting aside the notepad to cup Tony's cheeks and rub his nose against his."
“Alright. I also wanted to go over some things regarding kinks and things like that You already know my safe word as well as what I like or not, but it’s a little different during my heat.” Tony pulled away, a confused and love-sick smile still plastered on his face.
“Its just- I tend to be a bit more…” Peter paused, trying to think of the right word. “Spicier… while I’m delirious with a fever and uncontrollable horniness, so I wanted to go over what I may or may not ask for that isn’t normally something I’d ask for outside my heat.” Tony’s eyebrows hitched at the word “spicer,” his dark eyes sparkling with lust when Peter finished explaining.
“Fire away, sweetheart.” He replied, his hands trailing down low to hold onto Peter’s hips. The Omega swallowed hard, pretending to not be affected by his Alpha’s undeniable sex appeal.
“So uhm… you already know I like to be lightly dominated, but during my heat, I might ask you to be a little rougher. Nothing too crazy like spanking or anything, but I might ask you to pull my hair a bit harder or even, in my more far gone states, ask you to break skin with your bites.
Tony felt his cock twitch to life in his joggers, the mere idea of Peter walking around with healing and bruised love bites weeks after his heat doing something to him.
“I might also ask for you to call me names that I usually don’t like. Like slut or dirty Omega whore. I don’t know why, but they tend not to bother me as much while I’m hazed out and even help me get off sometimes. Along with that, I’m extra sensitive to praise.”
Tony was already half-hard by now, unable to stop his mind from picturing everything that Peter was going over with him. The fact that the Omega looked incredibly adorable in the baggy sweater Tony had bought for him wasn’t helping anything either. “Anything else?”
Peter bit his lip. “I really like the idea of being bread. Obviously, any Omega does while in heat. That’s what these are for, after all.” Tony nodded once.
“Right.”
“However, I take it to the next level. I have this thing where I don’t want to waste anything… like at all. If I even lose a single drop I fall apart emotionally… which is why I’m kind of excited to share this one with you.” Tony chuckled.
“Already craving my knot, Omega?” Peter’s breath hitched.
“Well… I-I’ve never had one before so my Omega is going a little wild at the idea… yeah.” Tony growled quietly, digging his fingers into Peter’s hips and pulling him closer.
“I wish I could give it to you now. I bet you’d like that, huh?” Peter keened, Tony reaching forward to suck on Peter’s scent gland.
“So much…” Tony hummed happily, taking Peter with him as he stood up from his chair to sit him atop his work desk.
“I’m sorry I can’t give you what you want right now, baby boy…” Tony growled in Peter’s ear. “...but I promise you when your heat hits and my rut gets triggered, I’ll give you my knot as many times as you want. I’ll keep you stuck on me the entire time if that’s what you want.”
Peter felt himself begin to slick, arousal causing his cock to pulse in his pants.“Touch me, Tony… please.”
Tony didn’t need to be asked twice.
~~~~~
After digging through the unfolded pile of clean t-shirts, he gave up. He was sure he had tossed his AC/DC shirt into the basket to be washed, but he didn't see it anywhere. Tony sighed. That was the fifth t-shirt he's lost just this past week. He instead just grabbed a plain workout shirt and tugged it on, heading upstairs and opening the door to their shared master bedroom.
“Hey Pete, have you seen my-” Tony interrupted himself. Peter was lying sideways on the made bed, the area around his face and the rest of the room littered with Tony's missing shirts and the throw blanket he’d brought from his dorm. Tony smiled, walking over to Peter so he could card his hand through the Omega’s curls. “Nevermind. I just found it.”
“M’sorry,” Peter muttered, Tony shushing him quietly
“It’s okay, Sweetheart. Your heat’s about five days out. I’m surprised you’re only just now starting to nest. I expected you to become a packrat a lot sooner.” Peter smiled and hummed a quiet laugh before bringing one of Tony’s shirts up to his nose and inhaling the Alpha’s scent with a deep and satisfied purr.
“I can’t start officially nesting until we get those supplies. We need to get something to protect the mattress.” Tony leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to Peter’s temple.
“Well, let’s get going then before you can’t control it anymore.” Peter stretched out his limbs, reluctantly fighting his instinct to nest as he followed Tony out of the bedroom.
Peter stayed as close to Tony as he possibly could, leaning on the Alpha as they browsed the various aisles. Tony didn’t mind, wrapping his arm around his waist and holding onto him as they skimmed over various brands of sheet sets and comforters. Though it wasn’t anything abnormal, he could tell that Peter was putting off a bit more heat than usual.
“I think we should get these,” Peter says, voice low as he points to a solid white sheet and comforter set. “I’ve used this brand before and they’re great for not soaking up scents. Plus they’re washable so we can use them again.” Tony nods, reaching for the set and tossing it into their almost full shopping cart.
“Alright, what were the last two things?” Tony asks, watching as Peter scans over the list again.
“Just those and a mattress cover was it.”
“Okay. Is there anything my Bambino wants?” Peter ponders for a moment while they made their way over to the mattress covers.
“A popsicle.” Tony snorts a laugh.
“Really? A single popsicle and that’s it?” Peter knew that Tony was trying to joke around with him like he usually does, but he was drained from fighting his nesting instincts earlier and only quietly whined in response.
“Okay, a box of popsicles. Cherry?”
Peter nodded and added: “With sugar.”
“With sugar,” Tony confirmed, pressing a comforting kiss to Peter’s forehead. “Anything else?” Peter shook his head while Tony grabbed the most expensive mattress cover the store had, making their way to checkout as soon as he grabbed Peter’s popsicles. Tony let go of Peter’s waist to start scanning their things, the Omega feeling the loss of Tony’s scent and warmth instantly. He unconsciously let out a whimper, Tony right back by the Omega’s side when he heard him.
“I’m right here, sweetheart. I’m just paying for our stuff so we can get you home, okay?” Peter sighed lightly and nodded, closing his eyes and leaning into Tony’s hand. He tried to be as quick as possible, getting everything bagged and paid for in under two minutes. He grabbed the receipt from the dispenser and brought Peter back to his side as they began to walk out of the store. The Omega whimpered in relief, laying his head back on Tony’s shoulder.
Tony gave his jacket to Peter to help comfort him while he unloaded everything out of the car and prepared the California king for the inevitable. He barely even had the comforter out of the plastic when Peter finally gave in to his instincts, no longer able to control his urge to nest. Tony tossed the comforter onto the bed haphazardly and left the room, giving Peter the space he needed to confidently build his nest.
When he went back to check on him about two hours later, he was buried under the comforter and surrounded by a bunch of pillows and Tony’s clothes. He was sure he saw one of his designer suit jackets in there somewhere, but he didn’t care. Whatever his Omega needed he got.
“Honey, I brought you a popsicle and some water. You need to stay hydrated.” Peter poked his head out from his nest, his flushed cheeks and messy curls melting Tony into a puddle. Peter took the glass from him and gulped down a few drinks while Tony unwrapped the frozen treat for Peter. He exchanged the glass for the popsicle, smiling fondly when the Omega hummed happily at the taste.
Tony started to walk out, but his Omega’s whine stopped him dead in his tracks. He turned back towards Peter and smiled fondly when he saw him making a grabby hand for him while his other one held the popsicle.
“Hold on a second, honey. I promise I’ll be right back.” Peter reluctantly allowed Tony to leave, finishing up his popsicle with one last bite. He tossed the wooden stick in the nearby trash bin and cuddled back into his nest. Tony joined him about five minutes later. Peter clung to him like an octopus and purred loudly as the smell of warm firewood lulled him to sleep remarkably fast.
~~~~~
Peter stirred uncomfortably on Tony’s chest, a quiet whimper escaping his throat. Tony snuggled Peter closer, scenting the Omega to comfort him in his sleep. That was when he noticed the shift, the very mild spice that had been laced in Peter’s delicious scent since his check-up increasing in intensity.
His heat was starting.
It wasn’t supposed to hit for at least another few days, but it wasn’t surprising that it was hitting early. Being exposed to Tony's Alpha pheromones nearly constantly no doubt played a major role.
Tony growled, Peter’s sent intoxicating and damn near causing his eyes to roll back into his head. He unconsciously wound his fingers into Peter's hair, but let go quickly when clarity returned to him suddenly. Tony shook his head, almost violently, to rid the lingering fog over his mind.
"Friday, activate heat protocols."
"Sure thing, boss." A few seconds passed before the A.I responded again. "Heat protocols are now active. Ms. Potts and all other requested parties have been notified."
Tony sighed, thankful that he had programmed the protocol early in case something like this were to happen.
Tony's phone buzzes not a minute later from the nightstand with a call from Pepper. Tony grumbled. He really did not want to be disturbed with his Omega this close to his heat, but he answered anyway. He tried not to sound annoyed, but he couldn't help it.
"What?"
"I know, I know. I'm sorry," she apologized. She could tell that Tony was less than happy to have his attention drawn away from his Omega. " I just wanted to check on him before his first wave hits." Tony hummed in understanding, pushing back his Alpha instincts as much as he could.
"Pete's fine. He's asleep right now. Friday is monitoring our vitals and will notify me and you if she directs anything concerning."
"Good. Remember what May and I told yo-"
“Call 911 then you,” he interrupted, the phrase engraved into his brain at this point.
“Right. Give us a call when everything lines out… and please take care of him. May and I both are all wound up for him."
“I will, Pep." Tony hung up after that. He normally wouldn't have ended it so abruptly, but, again, he couldn't help it. A distant rumble of thunder rolled across the dark sky as he turned his phone off and sat it back on the nightstand face down. The Omega whined quietly when Tony held him again. He shushed him quietly and brushed his curls away from his forehead.
Finally, after a week and a half of stress, everything was ready. All they had to do was wait... though if Tony had to guess based on Peter’s scent and warmer than average temperature alone, they wouldn’t have to wait for much longer.
~~~~~
Peter doesn’t know what time it is when he wakes up. It was still dark outside, heavy rain battering against the window with an occasional clap of thunder, but he could’ve cared less. The weather didn’t matter.
What did matter was the blazing heat. His entire body was impossibly hot as if he’d been out in the sun for too long and his mind was hazy at best. He’s laying on top of someone, he realizes, their soft breathing creating even more warmth atop Peter's head. He tried to remember who they were, but his mind was blank, clouded in a sweltering fog. He didn’t feel in danger, so he ignored it in favor of his thighs that were absolutely soaked with slick.
He pushes himself up and away from the body underneath him, trying to get in a more comfortable position for his cramps. Suddenly, the person underneath him growls quietly in their sleep, a strong hand forcefully pushing Peter back down to where he was. Searing shivers suddenly erupt from Peter’s cock when the hand pushes him against the other body, even more slick gushing out on his already drenched thighs as his hard member twitches painfully against the other person.
Somewhere amidst the fog in his mind, he was aware of what was going on. Fear shines through the haze like a lighthouse, his chest constricting painfully with worry as he suddenly remembers the situation he was in. His heat started a full three days early and was already much, much stronger than anything he had ever experienced.
In an attempt to calm himself down, he tried to remember what Dr. Wright had told him. Something about fluids… rest? Wasn’t there a shot in there somewhere as well?
He whimpers quietly, another rumble of thunder booming as he pressed into the body underneath him, a cramp tearing through his abdomen as he did so. He wanted it all to go away, to have something inside him so he didn’t feel all this heat and pain.
Tears begin to roll down his face, his hole gushing as it clenched down on nothing. The body under him moves suddenly, Peter barely aware of being raised with them as they sat up.
“Shhhh.” They coo quietly, the calloused hands wiping away his tears, the warm baritone, and the smell of burning firewood and dark chocolate cutting through the fog. He looked up to face the person who was trying to comfort him, all of Peter’s breath leaving him in an instant. He recognized the graying goatee, gentle lips, and deep mocha eyes right away.
Tony.
Peter began to cry harder with relief, reaching for the Alpha as he sobbed quietly. “Please,” he says in a whisper. “T-Tony…” Tony shushes him again, wiping more tears away from his cheeks as he moved to lay Peter back down on the bed.
“I’m here, sweetheart.” Tony takes Peter's wrist into his hand and rubs his cheek against it, still trying to comfort the distressed Omega.
The fog hovering over Peter's mind suddenly grows thicker, desire completely taking over all of his senses. His hips bucked up gently off of the bed with a groan, no longer caring about how sweet Tony was being with him or about the tears still running down his face. His hands reached up to Tony’s boxers, tugging on the waistband to get them off, but they barely budged. Peter growled with frustration.
“Hold on a second, Pete,” Tony said, his voice sounding like it was underwater.
Peter whines, pure lust and desperation heavy in his tone. "I-I can't… hurts." He sounded pitiful, pain and scorching need overwhelming him. "Please… n-need you."
As confident as Tony was in himself, even he had to admit that he’d been a little anxious about Peter’s heat. He wanted to make sure that his first Alpha experience would be a good one, so he had planned to take Peter apart little by little during his first wave, wanting to worship Peter as he deserved. However, not even Tony had expected a response this intense.
As much as he hated to, he had to abandon his plan.
Thunder rumbled again as Peter curled in on himself with a groan of pain, moving onto his side in a fetal position from the agony of it all. Tony shed his boxers quickly and laid back down behind Peter, gently pulling him flush to his chest as he parted his soaked thighs to slide two fingers into his wet entrance.
Peter felt the pain ease up immediately, pushing himself back on Tony’s hand to shove his large fingers deeper with the sultriest moan that Tony had ever heard from the Omega.
Tony growled. “Fuck, such a good Omega. Absolutely perfect.” Tony withdrew his fingers just as Peter had started to rock himself back onto them, an anguished sound of protest spilling from his lips as the agony returned.
Tony’s heart broke at seeing Peter in so much misery, whining quietly as he lifted up Peter’s leg a little higher and finally pushed himself in. Peter’s cries stopped, desire once again taking over.
“Yeeesss…” he moans, his whole body quaking with satisfaction as Tony sunk himself all the way to the hilt. Tony couldn’t hold back, already pounding into Peter with hurried thrusts. He was so tight, wet, and warm. Such a beautiful Omega.
Peter clenches down on the prodding member buried inside him, overwhelmed with pleasure and relief. His skin feels as if it had been ignited, his nerves tingling pleasurably all the way down to his toes as Tony fucked him relentlessly. Peter felt weightless, barely conscious of anything else besides Tony pounding into him with loud, wet slaps of skin.
Tony was biting on Peter’s shoulder, applying as much pressure as he normally would during one of their normal romps. Peter, however, wasn’t satisfied.
“F-Fucking bite me, Alpha. W-Wanna… feel your teeth.” Tony groaned, voice heavy with lust as he sunk his teeth deep into the meat of Peter’s shoulder. The thigh he was holding trembled in his grip, slick pouring all over his cock when Peter orgasmed without warning.
Tony moaned into the back of Peter’s neck at the feeling, muttering broken words into the fresh bites. Peter had a difficult time making any of them out in his hazed state. It seemed like he had heard words like ‘beautiful,’ ‘sweet,” and maybe even ‘Bambi?’ Again, he wasn’t entirely sure.
Tony changes positions when Peter’s trembling slows, pulling out long enough to push Peter onto his back. He slides back in before the Omega could miss him, leaning down on his elbows to get as close to Peter as possible. The Omega mewled at the shift, Tony's stomach now brushing against Peter’s leaking member with each of Tony’s forceful thrusts. That’s all it takes, Peter spurting on both of their stomachs again as he repeats Tony’s name like a spell. His thighs were still trembling with pleasure when he coaxed Tony into moving again, his second orgasm not being nearly enough to satiate his appetite.
Tony hesitates for a moment, asking if the Omega was sure, but Peter’s only response was a whine, wrapping his legs around Tony in an attempt to pull him closer. The Alpha swallowed Peter's protesting whines with a kiss, going right back to pounding Peter into the bed as a flash of lightning lights the bedroom for a split second followed immediately by a deafening smack of thunder.
Not even two minutes passed before Peter was cumming again, his entire body clenching tight as he somehow spurts even more than the first time. Peter collapsed back down onto the sheets, Tony following him so he could stay buried to the hilt as he peppered gentler kisses onto his boyfriend’s cheeks. This would usually be enough to satisfy his first wave, but he was now three orgasms in and Tony’s scent was still hitting him like a freight train.
“Tony…” Peter whines, his eyes welling with tears again from the sheer intensity of it all. “I-I can’t… it’s too much…” Tony sushes him quietly, wiping away the tears on his cheeks with his thumbs.
“I’m here, baby. I’ll make it better. I promise.” Tony kept his hands on Peter’s face as he pulled out and pushed back in, more tears rolling down Peter’s face from relief. Tony kept a steady, but gentle pace, taking his time to make sure Peter wasn’t being overwhelmed. Eventually, Peter was squirming under the Alpha, another orgasm building.
This time, he knew exactly what he wanted and wasn’t shy about asking for it.
“Alpha… k-knot me. Please…” Peter begged, bringing his own hands up to hold onto Tony’s that was still holding his face. Tony growled, speeding up his hips.
“Yeah? You-You want Alpha to breed you?" Peter nodded, losing himself in the overwhelming need to be filled and bread.
“Wan… your cum…” Logically, they both knew that Tony couldn’t knot him since his rut hadn’t been triggered yet, but just the idea of it alone made the Omega’s head swim.
It didn’t take long for Peter to cum again, Tony fucking him through it as his own orgasm began to build. “That’s it, baby… surrender to it… nghh, God, M’gonna cum.” Peter clenched down on him tighter, the Omega’s orgasm still running through his body like electricity.
“Give it to me… G-Give it to me, Alpha.” With one last strangled grunt, Tony came, slamming himself balls deep as he pressed himself as close to Peter as he could. Peter could feel Tony’s cock twitch inside him along with the small jerks of Tony’s hips, delicious warmth spreading through his lower half as Tony filled him full.
The feeling caused Peter to have yet another orgasm. It wasn’t nearly as intense as the other four had been, but he always had what he called a “minigasm” whenever Tony came in him even outside of his heat.
Tony went limp atop of Peter, the Omega’s legs still shaking. Tony pressed gentle kisses wherever he could reach. Pride surged in his chest when Peter started to purr below him, finally sated and satisfied.
“Haven’t cum like that in ages…” Tony mutters, rubbing his nose along Peter’s neck. He didn’t answer, favoring to hum happily instead between purrs. Tony stayed in Peter until the Omega fell back asleep, gently pulling out his softened cock. It tried to harden again at the sight of his cum leaking from Peter’s hole, but he did his best to ignore it for now.
Tony grabbed one of the many clean towels from the dresser and cleaned them up the best he could, laying back down next to Peter once he had them both dry. The spice in Peter’s scent had his instincts on high alert and there was no way in hell he’d be able to go back to sleep, but Tony was perfectly content with holding Peter in his arms as the thunderstorm continued raging outside.
~~~~~
Peter's second wave comes and goes, the Omega falling asleep yet again as soon as Tony satisfied him. It had been far more intense than the previous one, Peter having seven peaks before he was sated. His third one would start anytime now and Tony was starting to worry.
He thought that his rut would've definitely been triggered by now but he was still calm and completely lucid. Without his knot, Peter's waves would only continue to get worse. It is the reason Omegas are extremely discouraged to endure their heats alone unless told to do so by their doctor. Without an Alpha’s knot, their waves would continue to climb in intensity until their heats ended… or until their bodies shut down. Whichever came first.
Maybe he should have asked Peter’s doctor about those rut triggers Rhody told him about… It may have been a lighthearted joke at the time, but he was seriously beginning to hate himself for not at least looking into them. What if his rut never triggers and he’s forced to watch Peter suffer while he remains completely helpless? Even worse, what if it got to the point where he had to take Peter to the emergency room? He would never be able to forgive himself for that, for failing to protect and satisfy his Omega.
"Mmm-Tony…" Peter cried, his third wave hitting him hard with the worst cramps he has ever felt. Tony shushed him quietly, gently rubbing Peter's stomach where he was the most tender as he wiped away the Omega’s tears with his thumb. He could also hear his own heart shattering into a million pieces, but he was pretty sure he was the only one who could.
"I know baby, I know." He whispered, turning Peter around to lay on his stomach.
Naturally, when Tony worries he thinks. It’s how he personally copes with stressful situations and the thought of not being able to please Peter was flat out exasperating. So, he’d spent most of Peter’s downtime getting lost in thought on how he could trigger his rut. He had several ideas rolling around in his head, but he decided to try his favorite one first.
Eating Peter out.
He wasn’t sure why, but something about eating out his partners always drove him mad. There was just something so intimate about knowing how the other tasted that made him downright feral. So, naturally, he figured that getting a good taste of the Omega would be the perfect way to lose himself… he hopes, anyway.
It won’t be the most satisfying thing for Peter in this state, but if it had the chance to trigger his rut he had to at least try.
Once he made sure that Peter was comfortable, he pressed a kiss to Peter’s shoulder and laid down on his stomach as well. He rubbed Peter’s cheeks with a groan, gently parting them after a moment to get to his rim. Tony’s cock twitched in delight underneath him at the sight of Peter’s rim sopping with fresh slick, ready to take whatever Tony would (or could) give him.
He suddenly slapped one of his cheeks with a growl, Peter moaning loudly and clenching himself down hard on nothing. Tony hadn’t intended to do that, but he in no way tried to control himself. It was a good sign that he was on the right track.
Finally, Tony relinquished all of his control over his instincts and dove in to get a good lick. He’s tasted Peter before several times but it was nothing compared to how he tasted while he was in heat. So sweet and delicious almost like candy.
“Fuck.” Tony groaned, digging his fingers into Peter’s skin to spread him even wider.
“Tonnn…” Peter sighed, unable to finish Tony’s name. Though it was nowhere near enough, the feeling of Tony eating him like he hadn’t had anything to eat in days lit Peter on fire, the pleasure from it curling his toes as he fluttered on Tony’s tongue.
Much to Tony's surprise, he was already losing grip with himself, the delicious taste of Peter’s slick mixed with his fluttering hole and the downright sinful mewls spilling from his lips proving Tony's thought process right. In the back of his mind, he was overjoyed with relief knowing that he was finally going to be able to knot his Omega but was also shocked. It had been the result he hoped for, but he was caught off guard by just how fast he snapped.
He didn’t remain lucid long enough to dwell on it, however.
Peter sensed the shift in Tony’s scent, immediately going limp and submitting to the Alpha. Tony lifted up from Peter’s hole, the Omega’s slick dripping from Tony’s goatee as he manhandled Peter up from the bed and onto his hands and knees.
As soon as Peter was steady, Tony lined himself up and pushed himself into Peter with one forceful thrust. The move would’ve been painful for Peter outside his heat, but right now it was exactly what he needed.
“Yessss.” He moaned, tears of relief flooding his eyes yet again as Tony began a brutal pace. Peter lolled his head down onto the pillow, quietening his moans significantly. The intensity of his heat and the relief of Tony’s hurried pacing drained him to the point of not being able to keep his head up.
"No!" Tony snarled, grabbing a fistful of Peter's curls and yanking his head back, the lewd sounds returning much to Tony's delight. Peter moaned at the sensation of Tony’s fingers tangling in his hair, clenching down on Tony hard as the first orgasm of the wave hit him like a truck.
"That's it, baby." Tony groaned, watching the Omega squirm and drench on his cock. After Peter's second orgasm, Tony could feel his own peak building, that delightful tingle getting more intense with each passing second.
"Alpha…" Peter whined, pushing his ass back onto Tony's cock with each hurried thrust. "Wann… want your knot… need it…" he groaned.
"It's-it's coming baby… fuck, it's coming. Gonna fill you up so good." Tony leaned over and pressed his face into Peter's shoulder, his hands tightening the grip on Peter's hair and hip as his knot began to swell.
Peter could feel it, the Omega becoming desperate and squirming against Tony with quiet and hurried variations of begs. Hearing Peter's pleas to knot him was the final straw for Tony, the added squirms from the Omega providing enough extra friction to bring himself over. He snarled into Peter's shoulder, sinking his teeth into the already broken skin as he popped his knot with one final and brutal thrust. Peter stumbled right behind him, his own dick spilling onto the sheets with every clench.
"Good boy. Good Omega." Tony groaned. "Milking my knot like such a good boy… Jesus fuck…"
It was the longest orgasm Peter ever had, finally coming down after what felt like hours of being lost to the pleasure. His dick still throbbed pleasantly to the rhythm of his heartbeat, a small but consistent stream of cum still leaking from it while Tony was still lost to his own orgasm.
When the Alpha finally calmed down, he retracted his teeth from Peter's shoulder with a shaky moan and kissed the fresh bite. Peter winced a bit, the pain finally registering now that his mind was clear.
"Sorry," Tony whispered, moving his kisses to his other shoulder. "You're so amazing… you know that, right?"
"Mmm…" Peter hummed, allowing exhaustion to take over as Tony gently moved them to lay on their sides. Peter tensed on Tony's knot when he accidentally jostled them too much, the Alpha letting out a strangled gasp as he came again. It didn't last long and wasn't that intense, but it still blissed him out.
"Fuck, you're milking me so good… I can't get enough of you. Couldn’t ask for a better Omega.” Peter began to purr loudly at that, Tony holding onto him as tight as he could as he drifted off back to sleep.
~~~~~
Tony woke to the sun shining on his face, his stomach grumbling loudly as soon as his eyes were open. Peter was sleeping in his arms, the Omega purring quietly in his sleep with his face pressed into Tony’s chest. Tony smiled at the sight, gently running a hand through Peter’s curls as his stomach growled again.
The last thing he wanted was to disturb their happy little cocoon of warmth and comfort, but his stomach was planning on doing that regardless of what he chose. So, reluctantly, Tony pressed a kiss to Peter’s forehead and scented the Omega a little to comfort him as he rose up from the blankets. Peter whined, Tony freezing in his tracks thinking that he’d woken him. Thankfully, he only curled into a ball while fisting at Tony’s pillow and one of his tees, his happy purrs resuming after a few seconds.
Tony sighed a breath of relief and padded quietly into the bathroom. He took a quick shower and brushed his teeth, dressing only in a plush black bathrobe when he went back out into the bedroom and over to their supply stash. He grabbed a handful of the protein bars he loved, some grapes, a package of peanut butter crackers, and two bottles of water before making his way back over to Peter. Tony ate the bars and some of the grapes in silence, his phone remaining untouched the entire time.
Tony has helped plenty of Omegas through their heats over the years, but Peter was special. He’s never seen an Omega so enraptured with his scent before nor has he ever had such a strong urge to protect. Although it’s an exciting feeling, it’s also terrifying. Peter is the one thing that Tony hasn’t screwed up yet and he wanted to keep it that way for as long as possible… however, Tony’s love for Peter is growing deeper and deeper by the day and so does his fear of losing him.
Tony finished his last protein bar quicker than he expected to, heaving a heavy sigh as he threw away the wrappers and opened up the other bottle of water. He hated to bother the Omega, he really did, but Tony had to make sure that he was hydrated. Especially after their previous excursions.
Tony shook Peter’s shoulder gently. “Pete.” … No response. “Peter.”
“Hmpf?” He hummed, his face undisturbed.
“C’mon honey, you need to drink some water and eat.”
It took some coaxing but Peter was sitting up in bed before long, wrapped up like a burrito while Tony fed him some peanut butter crackers. He was down to the last cracker when the next wave hit him, Tony all but throwing the final cracker across the room.
~~~~~
The week had been exhausting. Peter felt like he had constantly leaking cum from his own cock, a pleasant low tingle thrumming through him at all times. Though his heat was pretty much done, that tingle was still there and he couldn’t help but purr with it.
"I think I got one more knot in me. Do you want it?" Peter opened one eye and looked over at the Alpha, shaking his head enthusiastically at the offer. He wanted to sleep for days but there was just no conceivable way he could resit sinking himself down onto Tony’s cock one last time, savoring every inch of it.
It didn’t take long for them both to finish, Peter stuck on Tony’s knot for the final time as he finally allowed himself to drift off to sleep.
~~~~~
Tony nudged a frozen strawberry against the side of Peter’s mouth. He bit into it weakly, chewing it slowly to savor the taste. He wanted nothing more than to sleep for the next fifty years, but he knew that he wouldn’t be allowed to doze off until Tony made sure that he was properly bathed and fed. He did have to admit, though, that the frozen fruit he was feeding him did taste amazing and felt refreshing on his parched tongue.
“You did so well, honey.” Tony praised, wiping some residual juice away from Peter’s lip with his thumb. “So perfect.”
Peter nuzzled into Tony’s neck a little more, enjoying the feeling of the hot water soothing his muscles while Tony held him close.
“Mmmm, so were you. That was the best heat I’ve ever had. I don’t know why I'm ever nervous.”
“Good.” Tony smiled, gently dragging the washcloth over Peter’s chest. “I’m glad I was able to take such good care of you, sweetheart. I take it that my knot was to your standards then?” Peter snorted.
“Yes, Tony. Your knot was incredible. Too bad I have to wait a whole year to get it again.” Tony hummed, feeding Peter another bite of strawberry after washing his back.
“Well… maybe you don’t have to…” Peter stopped chewing and rose up from Tony’s chest to look at him, his eyes wide and full of question.
“What do you mean?” Peter asked, his mouth still semi-full.
“Well, you can come off of your suppressants sooner than a year, right?” Peter nodded once. “So, if you really want my knot again that soon, you could just come off of your suppressants again in three months instead of 12.”
Peter looked down to the water with a sigh, finally swallowing the bite of strawberry that had still been in his mouth.
“You don’t have to if you don’t want to, Pete. I don’t want you to think that you have to”
‘No, I know.” He interrupted. “I know you want me to make the choice and honestly, yeah I’d love to. I’d love to have your knot every three months or so… but the more you start and stop your suppressants, the less effective birth control is… and I… I know I said a lot of things while I was lust-driven, but I’m honestly terrified of becoming Pregnant. A kid would throw everything out of wack and I can barely deal with myself let alone a baby that needs constant care. And I know that you and May would help but I ju-”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down, Pete. No one said anything about having a baby right now. I would never ask something like that from you. I only offered it to you so you'd know that it was an option. If you want to stay on your suppressants all year, that's perfectly okay… but I also won't ever deny you my knot. Seeing you stuck on me and all blissed out was the sexiest thing I've ever seen.
Peter smiled, closing his eyes and thinking about the previous week. He couldn’t believe how insatiable he still was. He’s had Tony’s knot all week but the thought of having to wait another year to get it again was downright daunting. He knew he’d have to at least look into it. Now that he’s had a taste of Tony’s knot, he wanted it as much as possible.
"I'll make an appointment with Dr. Wright and talk to her about my options. We’ll see what happens after that." Tony’s eyes twinkled with familiar lust, clearly excited that he was at least willing to discuss his options for going into heat more often. He tried to hide it, but Peter could tell he was excited.
"Okay, sweetheart. I'll take you wherever you need to." Peter smiled at Tony and leaned in for a kiss, laying his head back on Tony's shoulder.
"I love you," Peter said, taking another bite of the fruit when Tony held it up to him. The older man smiled lovingly at his perfect Omega, placing a kiss atop his head.
"I love you too, Bambino."
#my fanfiction#starker#ironspider#tony stark x peter parker#peter parker x tony stark#that's all I'm tagging dude#i wanna tread lightly with this fandom cause...... whewwwwwwww#perfect
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I am simply checking your tumblr every day to see if you have posted part 3 of the Data fic (◡ ‿ ◡ ✿)
I never thought when I posted that first Data x Reader fic that this series would engender such enthusiasm. Not that I'm complaining by a long shot. I'm so happy my silly little fantasies can bring other people as much joy as they bring to me.
Since June, I've been working on a pet project, the script for an original play based on the Norse myths that I've had bouncing around in my head for the last ten years or so. One of my goals for this year was to finally write it, and I've got a local community theater already lined up who is interested in producing it, so it's been getting my primary attention slot.
However, I've finished up the first draft of the play script and I'm letting it sit for a few months now before I work on editing. And while I'm letting it sit the next few months, I'm turning my attention back to my fanfiction, including Data Fic Part 3. In fact, I wrote about 1000 more words on it just this past weekend.
Anyway, Part 3 is coming, and I really hope y'all like it as much as "First Base" and "Android Mine" :)
#ask tough-girl9#ask answer#data x reader#star trek#star trek tng#star trek the next generation#lt commander data#data soong#data star trek#reader fic
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a summer to remember
hello friends, i definitely just abandoned this whole blog, now didn't i
well i am happy to report that i am still alive, and am thriving!
Here's a rundown of everything that has been going on:
[inserting a readmore because this is long af]
May
So in May, I was definitely just all over the place because I was 1) trying to finish a paper published in a conference!! it literally drove me insane. anyways, then i had to go and finish a 78 page thesis, which involved a really convoluted timeline because i had to finish it ~ a week before the actual deadline so my PI could read it over, but then i had to finish it a few days before THAT so my PhD supervisors could read it over, which meant that i had like one (1) week to write like. all of it.
Luckily I had most of the first half already written, during whatever shitshow April was (April was a lot of coding for the paper, and then not having time to write my thesis). But THEN i had to organize all the data from my own personal experiments, make figures, and draft the entire results section. AND i had like two final reports to do for my class, so my last weeks of academia looked like....
Of course, the day before my thesis was due, I pulled an all nighter, because, of course. What other way would I ever end my academic career. Submitted it though, and I graduated! [LINK TO MY THESIS]
Also! I got vaccinated and felt like death for a whole day, but then my friend came over and we ate fried chicken and watched this show called Miraculous, which is a kids show from France, but for some reason is actually hilarious and really entertaining. Then I felt better, so I proceeded to work on my thesis.
Also, I guess I should talk a little bit about the class I took this semester, which was an industrial organization economics class. We looked at things like how different markets are organized, why they are that way, what market concentration means, how mergers affect competition, and what kind of effect that may impose on consumers. For the final case study (which, I will say, I wrote like 2000 words in a single day, so . applause for me), I looked at the Nvidia-ARM merger and how that may or may not affect competition in the GPU market, the CPU market, and the mobile chip market. I think my analysis was a little bit more surface level, which was fine for me, since I'm by no means an economics expert or even remotely should have any expectations at all, but I read a lot and learned a lot and that's the goal!
So yes, my brief excursion into the field of economics was overall positive, I feel like I learned a lot and now I can read financial articles about the tech industry and not be completely lost, which, again, was the goal.
But yes, May was a lot of work, and once it wrapped up, I got to spend a lot of time with friends post-vaccination! After the 1 or 2 week mark after my second dose, I started going back to the gym, especially to play basketball with folks, which I had missed a lot. I spent a lot of time at my old dorm just hanging out, and got to have a cute salmon dinner over at my other friend's place. And we made cheesecake too.
June (MA->NY->MA->CA)
I finally went to visit my best friend in New York. I hadn't seen her in > 400 days, so it was really a very anticipated event, except we saw each other across the crosswalk, but then the light took like five minutes to turn green, so it was really anticlimactic. Anyways, we ended up bumming around New York and Long Island for a week, and it was nice to spend some time with her after such a long gap.
We spent a day at a vineyard and I fell asleep so
After getting back to Boston, my mom came back from Taiwan to help me move out of my apartment. It was a lot of finding people to sell things to, sweating because it was very hot that week, and praying everything would work out (it did). I also got to have a few final meals with various friends and my mom and I got to take one last lark down the Infinite, which I was really grateful for because it was the first time visitors got to go inside campus in over a year.
Also got into my school's MBA program! Yes i applied to a deferred program (which is like you get into a program, but you don't have to go for 2-5 years, as a way of getting in right after undergrad/grad school, but then accumulating some work experience first). It was hilarious, I was literally shopping in my campus store for a new sweatshirt and I got a phone call from the admissions office saying I got in. My mom had been pushing me to apply to grad programs, and I didn't tell her about it because I didn't know if I would actually follow through. But I got to surprise her with the news, and she was so happy she did the whole "calling all the relatives" thing again.
After flying home, I told myself I'd read more and exercise more, which I have been doing. I got a membership at Planet Fitness, which has been really good for me (going 3x a week), and I've made my way through at least 5 books this summer so far. My holds list at my local library is literally insane. (For recs, I recently read Normal People, which I absolutely devoured, and In the Dream House, which hit really hard for me.)
This summer was also really about reconnecting with high school friends. All three of us were unemployed, with plans to come in the fall, so we were all free to hang out all the time. We started out at the local library planning out a road trip, and we worked out a few times together, and a few coffee dates too. We took a fun day trip down to LA one day, and we visited Malibu, went to the Getty, hit up some local food places in the city. Driving down the PCH with Taylor Swift blaring and the windows down on a hot June day, just hits so different. There is nothing like it.
My friend's birthday was in June, so we put together a little video for her and bought some jewelry, and had a Zoom call to celebrate. Then I got BBQ with some friends and sat in the parking lot eating ice cream until 11 at night just trading stories from our pasts. It felt like the perfect summer life, just staying out until whenever, grabbing food wherever we wanted, with friends I had had for literally a whole decade.
It was already a really good summer, but then July. July was crazy.
July (CA -> MI -> CA -> NV -> CA -> WA -> OR -> CA)
So one Sunday morning, I woke up to a text
Actually, I'm going to do a separate post on the whole Michigan trip because that sh** was on another level of spontaneous, impulsive, crazy life stuff. But anyways, so July started off with a trip to Michigan to visit my friends, and then I came back for the 4th, had 36 hours of rest before my high school friends and I went on a road trip.
This road trip was a little ambitious. We hit spots all up California, from hiking in Sequoia Nat'l Park to Kings Canyon, driving up to Sacramento and visiting art museums, and then going up to Tahoe but staying in Nevada, going kayaking and hiking and sitting on the beach for hours. It was reallllllly hot, but luckily I don't think it ever broke 90 degrees. The views were beautiful, especially at Kings Canyon. The drive in, you're surrounded by huge rock walls, with a thin river rushing by next to you. The hike itself literally feels like you're in nature, like the trail is somewhat defined but not paved, there are no sounds of traffic, the path isn't heavily trafficked so we were the only ones there for the most part. We even saw a deer and washed our faces in the river. Throughout the whole thing, we climbed into so many waterfalls, trying not to slip on rocks.
I hadn't been to Sacramento in over a decade, but it was a cute day trip. There isn't a ton to do there, but it was a nice reprieve from the constant driving and nature. We visited the Leland Stanford Mansion, the Crocker Art Museum, and Old Town Sacramento. A good chance to get a nice coffee, a sit-down meal, and some air conditioning. At Tahoe, we went kayaking on Pope Beach, with the clearest water I have ever seen, followed up by a hike up to a beautiful view of the Lake.
On our way back, we stopped at a lot of interesting places, like small towns like Lee Vining, where we found an Upside Down House; Manzanar, the site of an old Japanese internment camp during the WWII era (which also hit hard); and Randsburg, a literal living ghost town. Overall, getting to travel with my friends finally was so fun, they were so much fun to be around for five days, and getting to explore so much of California was so fun - even though I'd been here for so long, I never knew these places existed.
So I came back and had around 48 hours to recover before my mom and I took a trip up to the Pacific Northwest!
I've always wanted to visit Seattle, and figured I'd hit Portland on the way too. We originally wanted to go to Hawaii but it got so expensive by the middle of the summer, so we decided to stay a little closer to home (probs the better decision bc I was already so tired by this point).
Seattle! Got to visit Pike Place Market many times, grab some coffee at the original Starbucks, see Mt. Rainier, and grab food with three friends! Also went to Bainbridge Island for a day which was SO cute - got to do an olive oil/balsamic vinegar tasting, which sounds so extra, but is actually really unexpectedly fun. At Starbs, I did a cold brew flight, which resulted in a rough night of tossing and turning for me, but I think it was worth it. Other things included the Pinball Museum, Space Needle, and Chihuly Glass Museum!
So I lowkey really wanted to visit Portland because I wanted to achieve a long-lasting dream of seeing an NWSL game in person. So I went to the Thorns Pride game!!
The Thorns fanbase is actually insane, I cannot express to you, like there's this whole fan section that actually did synchronized cheers and routines and was actually ROARING when they scored the entire game. I swear the audience was actually watching them at points instead of the match. Overall, the stadium was going crazy, like I thought I was at a tied Celtics-Bucks game with how loud it was in there. Also I swear, Ali Krieger made eye contact with me and waved.
In addition to that, Portland also has a huge rose garden, a nice Japanese tea garden, a lot of good donut stores and a huge bookstore, so all very up my alley. We also took a day trip to see Mt. Hood and more waterfalls!!
That's a summary of the SEA - PDX trip. Once I got home, my high school friends and I did not waste any time on reuniting to hang out - we went and played ball, grabbed lunch, and then coffee, and then did the same exact thing like two days later and watched a bunch of TikToks, and then spent a whole day at the beach to send my good friend off to medical school in Arizona. They somehow convinced me to go in the water and I got body checked by a wave.
Saw this sculpture on the beach and teared up a little
So proud of my friends for making it to med school, I am so excited to see them at their white coat ceremonies and beyond, I swear I will cry at every step of the way I'm so happy for them. Now that July is pretty much over, most of my fun summer plans are too, and I finally get a chance to catch my breath from that busy busy month. Spending a lot of time watching the Olympics and trying to muster up the motivation to start a fulltime job in < 1 month!!
Overall, I feel like I've been having a really solid summer given the year that was the covid year. I had a Lot of fun, literally probably two summers worth of fun consolidated into one. I think in the beginning of the year, I really wanted this summer to be good, and I didn't have a lot of set plans for the summer, even by the end of May. But somehow, things came together, like Really together, and I had the best summer of my life in this summer 2021. On top of that, I'm reading more than I have since probably middle school, I feel the most in shape that I ever have, I can DRIVE NOW. Only thing that would've made it better was if I got to go back to Taiwan to visit the fam, but unfortunately I can't go back because of strict travel restrictions there and they had a COVID outbreak too :/ I still got around 3.5 weeks of summer to go, so we'll see how the rest goes :)
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