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Fic Finder

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1. hello! i am searching for a fic where su she pretends to be lwj to trick wwx? i believe he traps lwj in a closet at one point. please help!

FOUND? seeds by antebunny (G, 3k, WangXian, SS & LWJ, Canon Divergence, Fix-It, Identity Porn, Dramatic Irony, identity theft, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, the Inherent Romance of Being Known, BAMF WWX, protective boyfriend!wwx, simp!lwj)

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2. Hi, this is about the last anon ask y'all shared. The one about the missing fic 2 no 31. I think i was searching for the same fic. I remember a one shot where LXC and LWJ were going for food or coffee and they saw XXC and WWX on the sidewalk, and LWJ was jealous of how much WWX was touching XXC as they walked until he realized WWX was guiding him bc he was blind.

If it isn't the same, I would appreciate y'all helping me find it. Thanks for your wonderful work for the fandom!

FOUND? A sip of vinegar by Aki_no_hikari (G, 1k, WangXian, Modern AU, Pining, One-Sided Attraction, or so lwj thinks)

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3. Hey, I’m looking for a post-canon fic where there’s an assassination attempt on WWX with poison and LWJ is super protective and has to find the culprit. Thanks so much!

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4. Hi! Love the blog so much!!! Do you remember the name of the fic (from LWJ POV) where LWJ is in the airport on a dating app and swipes away from WWX who is (coincidentally) sat next to him and remarks on it? TIA xxx

FOUND? Ticket to Ride by mistresscurvy (E, 18k, wangxian, modern, online dating, road trips, service top, phone sex, dick pics, wedding banquet)

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5. Hey, I hope you guys are doing well. Please help me find this fic ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

So I just remember a tiny part of it :

WWX is accused of giving away war intel to the Wen by YZY in front of everyone. She pulls out some letters i think? Then to help the former, NHS brings in a handwriting specialist and it turns out to be YZY who wrote the letters. @utxqia

FOUND? Lessons relearned by Iamnotawriter (T, 44k, WangXian, LQR & WWX, Not YZY Friendly, Time Travel Fix-It, Angst with a Happy Ending, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Inventor WWX, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, No Golden Core Transfer, YZY Bashing)

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6. Hi, I hope you can help me find a fic! It's an abo one I think, where teen wwx is pregnant. The story is LQR pov where he overhears WWX tell LWJ and is really supportive! I think WWX was kicked out my Madam Yu, but I'm not sure?

FOUND? In which Lan Qiren eavesdrops and gets a new nephew (and grandnephew) out of it by h0peless_oblivion (M, 64k, WIP, WangXian, Modern AU, High School, A/B/O Dynamics, Alpha LWJ, Omega WWX, Mpreg, Teen Pregnancy, Shotgun Wedding, Good Uncle LQR, Madam Yu's A+ Parenting, Fluff and Angst, Family Feels, Unspecified Setting, Probably ooc, WWX Has ADHD, A-Yuan is Wangxian's son, Pregnant WWX, Humor, non-graphic birth, Family Drama, The Lans love wwx, Male Lactation, Mild Smut in later chapters, wangxian's canonical breeding kink, Tooth-Rotting Fluff)

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7. hello, i hope you're well. i love your blog and i read it often and now I have an ask to make ;) Do you happen to know a fic where WWX and LWY "pretend to visit a women in sleep and make them pregnant" in order to explain unwanted pregnancies and save a women's honor?

It is a crack fic but it has a lot of heart.

I read it maybe a couple of months ago, but i cannot find it anymore. I hope it's not deleted.

💕 谢谢，再见 @amrame

FOUND! Taking Responsibility by deliciousblizzardshark (T, 6k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Fix-It, Getting Together, Trope Subversion/Inversion, Pretend mpreg, Accidental Baby Acquisition, Fluff and Crack)

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8. I want to know ff name in which wei Ying is a female and he is going to live with male lan wangi, as he is her sister friend. In ff there is a line like " i am a man Wei Ying ". @yizhan12

FOUND? tell me what’s your motive by sweetlolixo (E, 7k, wangxian, modern, fem WWX, smut, size difference, older LWJ)

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9. hiii~! hope u all are having wonderful days! I'm looking for a fic that i think is cql centric? Anyways it's one where wwx and lwj start cultivating together? Like there are multiple scenes that suggest that they try to combine using cultivation. If that's too vague as a description there's this one scene where lan wangji finds his mother's letters and how she kills herself (?) and goes missing in the nighttime?

Sorry for the vagueness... it's been so long since i read it! 😅

FOUND! ❤️ Gentians in bloom by teawater (M, 251k, wangxian, Canon Divergence, AU after cold spring, Political Marriage, Dysfunctional Family, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Fix-It, Hurt/Comfort, LQR bashing (not really), POV Multiple, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Eventual Happy Ending, BAMF WWX, JC is actually a lot better than canon, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, YZY bashing (again not completely) )

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10. Hello hello! I really want to read this fic again and I’ve given up on searching for it. It’s post-cql and a very fluffy fic. Wwx and Lwj share hazelnut cakes. They roam in Caiyi and meet a vendor lady selling combs and she tries to matchmake Wwx and her daughter. She tells them that they should buy combs for their beloved and I'm pretty sure Lwj was considering buying a comb. Please help! This has been bugging me quite a lot. Thank you and have a great day!

FOUND? I hope that you will come and meet me by feyburner (M, 28k, wangxian, post-canon, getting together, love letters, hurt/comfort, cuddling & snuggling, literal sleeping together, intimacy, first time)

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11. Hello mods, looking for this awesome AU I was reading where Wen Xu takes LWJ as his warprize at CR and makes him go through some horrible things. WWX tries to help him at the Wen lectures and LWJ refuses but they kind of get together after fighting the Tortoise. but then Wen Chao attacks the Jiangs and captures WWX. LWJ is NOT a courtesan and WWX isn't either, and the Wens don't have a whole harem or anything.

tysm for your help, been looking all over and I rly want to finish reading!!!

NOT FOUND! tarnish, lustre, gold by iliacquer (E, 22k, wangxian, LWJ/WX, graphic depictions of violence, rape/non-con, ABO, mpreg, forced marriage, forced/coerced pregnancy, infidelity, alpha WWX, omega LWJ, alpha WX, bottom LWJ, reproductive coercion, mating cycles/in heat, knotting, YLLZ WWX, domestic violence, whump, misgendering, happy ending)

FOUND! 忍辱负重 | to bear the burden of humiliation by dragongirlG (E, 106k, wangxian, LWJ/WX, WWX/other(s), WWX/WC, graphic depictions of violence, rape/non-con, sexual slavery, domestic violence, wen indoctrination, xuanwu cave, prisoner of war, warprize, humiliation, non-con bondage, non-con body modification, golden core destruction/melting, dual cultivation, revenge, whump, hurt little comfort, protective LWJ & WWX, hopeful ending)

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12. Hello, I'm looking for two specific fanfics.

A) The first one is about WangXian having an arranged marriage and Wei Ying in the beginning tries to get along with Lan Zhan but then when he notices that he's not very responsive he ends up being kind of like cold to him but in the end they do realize that they love each other also Wei Ying is mostly a stay at home husband and there are no original characters in this one. I'm pretty sure it has multiple chapters but I may be wrong.

B) The second one is a case fic one where WangXian go to this town where apparently the Yiling laozu is terrorizing but it turns out to be Jin Zixuns son who he himself has possessed and they solve it. The juniors were in there I think at least I remember Jin Ling was. Thank you so much in advance! @amaraxoxo98

12A)

FOUND? A Marriage Story by DeviyudeThoolika (E, 38k, WangXian, Sex is complicated, Angst, Pining while fucking, Mature elements., Mutual Pining, Arranged Marriage, Sort Of, Misunderstandings, of epic proportions)

12B)

FOUND? Don't Turn Your Heart by sami (T, 29k, wangxian, WQ/JC/LXC, JYL/JZX, XY/MXY, hurt/comfort, family, shenanigans, some violence)

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13. For your next fic finder... I've suddenly remembered this elusive fic. I'm pretty sure it was a canon era BDSM AU (in that people have inherent dom/sub dynamics), and WWX was a sub that had been raised/socialized as a dom by the Jiang sect. The fic was set during the CR study arc, and IIRC something happened in the library that caused WWX to drop hard, revealing the truth to everybody. It's not The Hilt Lies Well In Hand by HeavenlySkyfarer, or A Gesture of Companionship by Khashana. Help?

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14. Helloo I would like to request to find this fic in which I remember there was wei wuxian who had owned a diner? And it was like open until the wee hours of morning. I think he also had some eating problems? And sleeping problems? I also remember that he had cut contact with everyone except wen qing and wen ning who he had met after he moved away... I'm pretty sure lan zhan finds him first but the memory is a bit hazy since I haven't read it in a long time and I can't find it anymore 😭.

FOUND? ❤️ 不晚 | a lovely light by seagaze (T, 62k, wangxian, modern, midnight diner au, CW for eating and sleeping disorders, happy ending)

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15. Hi I was wondering if you could please help me find a fic? Basically the story starts off as this shadow always hunting wy so the whole Jiang dynamics changes as their protective of wy, later on come to find out that shadow following wy is his future self trying to kill him so he doesn’t “ruin the jiangs” or something along those lines, hoping u can help me as I’ve been trying so long to find this fic again 😭

FOUND? Beyond the Darkness by ULTIOcean (T, 73k, WangXian, WWX-centric, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Pining, Oblivious WWX, A sprinkle of horror here and there, injuries, Blood, Canon Divergence, Different Beginnings, OOC for some characters, Mainly WWX JC and JZX, Follows the Donghua's events, Mystery, Copious amounts of affection, jc's dogs, Time Skips, WWX POV)

FOUND? Building a home by R95irth (T, 586k, CSSR/WCZ, JFM/YZY, wangxian, JC/WQ, JYL/JZX, 3zun, BSSR/LY, MS/Sisi, canon divergence, time travel fix-it, everyone lives au, angst w happy ending, horror, nightmares, family fluff, found family, babies)

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16. Hi, for the next fic finder I need help finding 2 fics that I read on AO3. A) During the first siege Wei Ying uses the Soul Summoning Ritual to bring back Jiang Yanli's soul in his body and the Yanli runs to Jiang Cheng and says something like "A-Cheng it's me.". B) During the Wen Settlement days one morning Wen Qing walks into Wei Ying’s cave and finds him dead on his bed. I think he died due to an illness and Wen Qing wasn't suprised to find him dead. Thank you for your help. @bluekittenfire

16A)

FOUND! A Final Sacrifice by FrozenHawFlakes (T, <1k, major character death, Angst, Protective Siblings, Family Feels, family love, everything is worse off for everyone, except maybe JL, but he has another set of problems, What-If, Canon Divergence)

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17. Hi, could you possibly help me find a Lan Wangji x Wei Wuxian fanfiction? I had read it, but now that I am trying to look for it, I can't find it anymore. It was in a modern setting. Wangxian were already married but had many misunderstandings. Wuxian believed that Lan Wangji was in love with someone else named 'William Williamson'. Other characters that appeared were Lan Xichen, Lan Qiren, Nie Huaisang, Jiang Cheng. Lan Xichen had a whole thing going on with his relation issues too. Thank you.

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18. I can't find a fic where Wei Ying died at canon and woke up from coma in modern world where everyone is alive and good. And they think Wei Ying is dreaming. Wei Ying is also confused. Everyone is good even madam yu and fengmin. And he's also lan zhans husband there. Thank u

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19. Hello! I'm trying to find a fic that I read a little while ago. wwx is a dm and is writing a chinese inspired homebrew campaign and lwj is a publisher. wwx has a fox spirit npc and adds a dragonji character when he starts to fall in love with lwj. The story ends with lwj helping wwx to publish his system. Thanks! @worlds-of-else

FOUND? 🧡 Where’s Your Emergency? by trippednfell (M, 64k, WangXian, 911 Dispatcher WWX, Single dad LWJ, Kid fic, Modern AU, D&D Games, Angst with a happy ending)

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20. hii!!!! im looking for a fic in which wwx is badly hurt, and the lan doctor tells him that the only way he can survive is through dual cultivation. lwj immediately goes to do the deed because he can't stand wwx in pain. they get together in the end! but it has a little of angst! their first time is a little sad because wwx is very hurt but they love each other a lot and get quicly together! thank you

FOUND? as amber of ember glows by occultings (microcomets) (E, 11k, WangXian, Sex Pollen, Marathon Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Mutual Pining, First Time, Miscommunication, Aphrodisiacs, pining for the person you're fucking, Getting Together, mostly) sounds like one of occulting's fics, maybe 'as amber of ember glows' but there are several along this line so I can't be certain?

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bratshaws · 2 years

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goodness gracious 87. brb x oc

a/n: any of yall have that weird relative that seems to be a cryptic who knows way too much about everything? No? Just me and Bea? Okay.

check out the fic's playlist made by the sweet @wiipes !!

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: FLUFF, MAV IS GOING TO HAVE A HEART ATTACK, Bea's aunt is indeed a witch

chapters:

1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/10/11/12/13/14/15/16/17/18/19/20/21/22/23/24/25/26/27/28/29/30/31/32/33/34/35/36/37/38/39/40/41/42/43/44

45/46/47/48/49/50/51/52/53/54/55/56/57/58/59/60/61/62/63/64

65/66/67/68/69/70/71/72/73/74/75/76/77/78/79/80/81/82/83/84

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“Rooster, don’t joke with me.”

“I am not joking with you.”

Maverick places a hand over his heart, then starts to walk around his nephew, stopping to support his weight on his knees, “Oh dear God, okay,” he breathes in and out rapidly, “Okay, you–” Maverick ends up laughing and running to his godson, wrapping his arms around Bradley’s middle and, surprising, lifting him up just for a little bit with how happy he was.

Rooster makes a sound of surprise, immediately trying to go back down - being this tall and strong makes it very hard for someone to pick him up and yet Pete did it without issues, amazingly considering he was the size of a toddler- “Woah!Mav!” his uncle puts him down, then playfully punches his shoulders repeatedly. He knew he’d be excited, the way Pete would subtly drop hints about how he wanted the two to finally tie the knot was reason enough to believe.

Pete calms down, but his smile remains. They are both at a quiet corner of the base they were all staying at, somewhere where Rooster knew they’d won't be bothered too much, the last thing he needed was Nat freaking out or Jake giving him a knowing smirk, or any of the Dagger squad really. This was a secret mission within a mission and no one besides him and his uncle should know, “Rooster I–” Maverick just shakes his head with a huge grin, propping his hands on his hips, “When did you decide it?”

“A few months ago.” he says, crossing his arm and moving his weight to the opposite leg with a cock of his hip, “I know it sounds crazy but I can’t see myself without Bea. I love her Mav.” and Pete knew it, he knew it way too well, “I never ever thought about marriage before, i honestly didn’t think I’d want to get married.”

It was more of he didn’t want to because of fear and anger and all those messy feelings he couldn’t elaborate too much. But now he was sure about it, he was sure, he was certain and he wanted Mav’s help to do it in some way. “What are you planning, then?” his godfather asked, mirroring the younger pilot’s crossed arms position. Rooster’s jaw moved back and forth, looking back over his shoulder to see if there was any of the Dagger squad getting close.

“I’m still working on it.” he replies once he’s sure the coast is clear, “But I’d need your help.” Pete’s smile gets even wider, chuckling like a proud father, “And I know how much you’ve been bugging me about it.”

“But I was right in the end.”

Well…he was.

“Yes, yes you were. I’m just writing some stuff down on my phone and I’ll show you later, I really want this thing to work.” Bradley sighs, running a hand through his sandy brown strands, “She deserves something good, you saw how happy she was at her birthday.”

“Before or after she punched her ex?”

Bradley couldn’t help the soft laugh that breaks through, scratching his temple as he remembered that scene, watching Eric fall to the ground like a sack of spuds with his nose bleeding was the most entertaining thing he had seen in a long long while. It helped that it was Beatrice who made that possible. He knew she was capable of, she’s capable of so many things and she’s so unaware of them sometimes.

But he knew it was a process he’d like to be part of. She grew so much ever since they started dating, he knew even if they weren’t she’d still be able to do it. Beatrice is capable, she’s good, she’s just incredible.

And he wanted to ask her to be his wife.

He knew he still had time until he got back - four months now and counting - but that was enough for him to organize everything. It was going to be special, she deserves it nothing less, “What do you need my help with then?”

“Not only your help, Penny’s too. But let me organize everything like I said,I need to make sure there’ll be nothing in the way.” he says, his lips quirking with a fondness while he rubs his ring finger, “I already have a ring in mind.”

“You do?”

“Bea doesn’t like flashy stuff and I saw her nonna’s old wedding ring and…I’m kind of basing it off of that.”

Pete looked like he was ready to cry, biting his lip and nodding while sniffling and looking to the side, in a way he thought Rooster wouldn’t see him quickly wiping his eyes. Maverick remained looking away, placing his hands back on his hips as the wind moved between the two, he then nodded once, inhaling deeply and turning his eyes back to Rooster, “Alright.You know you can count on me.”

Bradley smiles back, “I know,Mav.” he says, hugging his uncle tight. Pete clapped his back, clenching his flight suit and not being able to hold back another sniffle, “I wouldn’t want anyone else to help me with this.”

I wouldn’t want anyone to help me with this, Pete. I’m serious about Carole.

Pete sighed softly, the memories intertwining and repeating itself again. Pete was…more than happy, happy wouldn’t be enough to say how he was feeling right now, he was completely elated to be there, to be part of Bradley’s life again and so quickly too. Months before he couldn’t see this happening, he couldn’t even make Brad look at him without anger.

And now his nephew was asking him to help propose to his girlfriend. “Well,I’m glad to be in for the ride.” the older pilot smiles, pulling back and tapping his godson’s cheek like a proud father, “Just let me know when you need me.”

“Of course Mav,and please don’t tell anyone else yet?”

“I won’t.I promise. Are you going to talk to Beatrice later tonight?”

The mention of his girlfriend makes Bradley’s eyes shine and his smile widen, “I am, finally we’ll be able to video chat.” After a long time of messaging back and forth he’d finally see her face. It has been very hectic lately and while he gets it, it doesn’t mean he doesn’t miss her tremendously. Pete just chuckles, patting his shoulder affectionately before the two wander away from their quiet spot to the main areas of the base.

He was good with distracting himself since the mission called for a lot of his attention, time truly goes by fast when you are flying a F-18 and doing a good job at it. By the time it was night, he was already fidgety, going to the little area where everyone would chat with their loved ones and closed the door behind himself for some privacy.

Not that he’d do anything there, because he’s not stupid and he could control himself - most of the time - when dealing with Beatrice. The connection there was a bit slow, so he had to wait a little while for the call to actually load, in the meantime, he just looked down at his ring finger, using the pad of his index to draw an imaginary wedding band around it, trying to see what it’d look like on him just as he imagined on her.

Beatrice’s hands were smaller, softer, delicate but very powerful - as Eric well knows - even for her own self. He had a lot to organize from afar and he couldn’t be too anxious about it because he had a mission to finish and he had a house to go back to. A house that he shared with Beatrice and Jolene, he missed that dog too. He looks back up to check the connection, frowning when it still had the ‘loading’ still there.

His finger taps on the table anxiously, following the bouncing of his leg. He leans his head back against the chair’s backrest, crossing his arms over his chest and breathing in deeply, just waiting for it to do something. He had a short time to talk to Beatrice and he was excited to do it after so long.

Just messaging on the phone isn’t really…well, it is good but he liked seeing her face too, seeing her expressions and knowing she’s okay, that she’s safe meant a lot to him.

A ping called his attention, making the pilot lift his head from the headrest, seeing the ‘connection established’ shining on the screen, “Finally.” he muttered, pulling the chair closer so he could have a better look at Beatrice.

It takes a few seconds but eventually he sees…nothing, he sees just the empty kitchen and the top of Jolene’s head as she walks around. Bradley furrows his eyebrows, “Bea?” he calls with his voice as close to the mic as he could, hearing a gasp of surprise and the clanking of something in the sink.

“Brad!!” she calls, her body taking shape as she steps in front of the laptop on her side, “Sorry!I was getting some water.” she explains, adjusting herself on the chair and pulling herself closer to the screen,”Hi.”

“Hi, gorgeous.” he replies, folding his arms on the desk, “Busy day?”

Beatrice laughs but then nods and he takes her attire of denim overalls, a band shirt - Van Halen apparently - under it, a bandanna holding back the hair that wasn’t pulled back in her ponytail, “Yes,I’ve been doing some more DIY stuff- oh!” she stands up again, grabbing the laptop as she walked to the side of the kitchen where their stove and cabinets were “Look!”

It takes a while for the image to settle, but he follows her pointing finger to where he could see color. She walked closer until he could see the geometric backsplash between the counter and cabinets, it looked so good you’d think it came with the house, “Oh, wow, did you do that gorgeous?”

“I did!” her head pops up on the corner of the screen “I can’t go too far or else I’ll unplug the laptop, but yes I did!” he hears her bare feet tapping back to the table she was seated, “Michael helped me put it on too, but I cut the right measurements!”

She looked and sounded so happy, he couldn’t help but lean his head on a closed fist, “Well it looks amazing.”

“Thank you-oh!Oh! I have to show you something!” she stands up quickly, leaving the screen. He could hear the sound of something plastic being lifted from the ground. Beatrice's head comes back, her smile never faltering “Look!” she holds up a tool box, not any tool box, a purple tool box filled with equally purple power tools.

Bradley chuckles, noticing it was a full set - except in purple - and she added little stickers with names on everything so she wouldn’t forget, “Well, you got yourself some power tools then?”

“Michael suggested it.” she says, gently closing the box and putting it away, “He’s saying since I’m doing so many DIY projects I should have my own tool set.” she smiles, placing her head on her palms, the action making her cheeks squish up and he had to fight the need to scream, she looked like a chipmunk. “I’ve been watching a lot of videos and I’ve been doing some stuff, nothing dangerous! But it’s a lot cheaper than buying at a decor store.”

Rooster smiles right back at her, enjoying her enthusiasm over her new hobby. She was a very creative person so he wasn’t surprised to see she found other outlets for herself, “Like what, besides the backsplash?”

“Well…” she drawls the word, trying to think on it “I’ve added a colored arch behind our couch and my couch in the art room so it ‘pops’ a bit more, I got a cabinet on a thrift store and repainted it black and yellow so it matches the decor and left it on the hallway so we can put a little bit of everything there,I also made a vertical garden wall with some trelices I found! I think it looks good! And I’m making us a rug for our room.”

That made him pause and suddenly sit straighter, “A rug?”

“Yeah! It’s basically threading yarn through a thin but sturdy cloth then cutting it and gluing a non-slip rug pad underneath. It’s a bit big because I want it to like, cover a good chunk of our room but I’m doing it!”

He just looked at her in complete shock and adoration, of course she’d do something like that. There was no way Beatrice could be even more incredible and yet she keeps proving him wrong!

“I hope you like it.”

“I know I’ll love it baby.” he says sweetly, “You are so talented you just can’t keep your creativity still.”

Beatrice blushes a soft red, one that brings out the faint freckles forming over her nose, something he never noticed before because it probably meant she was spending a lot of time outside. He was glad she was having a good time even with him gone, she deserved to have some fun and if it helped the house in the process even better, “How was your week though? We weren’t able to talk before today.”

“I know.” she mutters, adjusting herself on the chair again and leaning on her clasped hands, “It’s been pretty nice, nothing unusual. Well Penny thinks there are raccoons at the bar,” he arches his eyebrows when she says it, surprised “Yeah, something is ripping the trashbags from the bin but she’s not sure if it’s an animal or a person, so she wants to add some cameras around the bar just to make sure.”

“Sounds reasonable enough.” he comments, “Anything else?”

Beatrice opens her mouth, then closes, then opens again only for not words to make their way out, “Bea?” his girlfriend snaps her eyes back at him almost as if she didn’t hear him the first time, “Something wrong?”

“Huh? Oh no no! I was just remembering that yesterday me and my aunt went shopping.”

“Your aunt? Your aunt Martha?”

“Yeah…” she drawls off looking to the side “She showed up right outside the door.”

Beatrice looks up from the rug she was currently working on when she heard the doorbell chime. She frowns, pulling out her phone to check who it was by the small camera, blinking in surprise when she noticed it was no one else but her aunt Martha in her long flowery Janis Joplin esque dress, “Hey auntie.” she says to the phone, making Martha look down at the small camera and then lean closer, offering her niece a smile.

“Hello preziosa. Would you mind opening the door for me? I see your doggy is very interested in knowing who it is.”

“Oh my God, yeah, sure auntie!” Beatrice pushes everything aside, rushing to stand on her feet, rushing back inside and smiling at Jolene’s wagging tail and head partially hidden by the white curtains that covered the windows on each side of the front door, very similar from back at her old place.

Beatrice snatches the key from the magnetic shelf, unlocking the door and opening it…only to find her aunt wasn’t there. She blinks, leaning her body forward - Jolene doing the same - until she finds her aunt Martha looking at the plants that adorned the front of her house, “Auntie?” Martha gently lifts up her head, still caressing the leaf with one hand and Jolene with the other.

“Your front garden is beautiful, Beatrice.” she says, “Lovely Russian sage, it’s great under the heat and humidity.”

Beatrice follows her aunt’s gaze to the said plant, she had no idea that’s what it was called and maybe she should take some time learning about them, “Oh, ah, thank you auntie I just…water them…” which she does, is all that she does so they don’t die. “Do you want to come inside? It’s quite warm today.”

It was nearing 81°F that day and Beatrice drank at least three bottles of ice water since she woke up, “Oh it is. It’s a lovely weather.” and her aunt didn’t move, she could see the couple from across the street - Ryan and Henry - walking their doberman puppy. They rose their hands as a greeting, then furrowed their eyebrows at the strange lady in front of Beatrice’s door.

Beatrice offered them an awkward smile and a wave back, mouthing the word ‘family’ the best she could and ended with a shrug. The two men didn’t seem too bothered after that, they just laughed and walked into their house. Meanwhile Beatrice’s smile dropped, turning her eyes to her aunt who was now leaning her head back with her eyes closed and a serene smile on her face, “Auntie.” she calls, even Jolene looks up in confusion when she stops being scratched by the older woman.

Martha opens her eyes, long natural lashes fluttering as she does so, “Would you like to go shopping with me?” her niece just blinks in surprise, “I must buy something for Leonardo’s new baby.”

“Oh! Um…okay?” Beatrice laughs softly, “I’ll just put on a clean shirt, this is old and kinda dirty.” her aunt just nods, waving her hand so delicately Beatrice thought it was flying like a butterfly’s wings. The brunette looks to the side, furrows her brows, then goes back into her house, Jolene remains at her aunt’s side as her owner walks up the stairs to change into something better.

She puts on a white tank top and ripped jeans, with her faithful black converse on her feet. She makes her way back down, her aunt was now sitting on the front steps of her house with Jolene next to her, offering her pink tummy to be petted. Beatrice smiles, putting on her sunglasses and fixing her bag strap, “I’m back.”

Martha looks over her shoulder with a smile, “Good.” she stands with a grace that resembles a fawn in the forest, her long dress flowing with the wind as she walks down the steps,”Perhaps we can use your car, I came here by bike.”

Again? How’s her aunt doing that so often and still keeping her legs healed is a mystery, “Sure auntie, Jojo, back inside.” the pittie rolls back on her feet, receiving a love pat on her butt from Bea, turning around and kissing the brunette’s cheek before she rushes inside the house. Beatrice sighs, locking the door after putting her aunt’s bicycle inside and walking to her Jeep that was parked outside since she was planning on getting something for Leo either w– did her aunt know? How did her aunt know? She didn’t tell anyone.

Beatrice decided to freak out later and imagine this was just a huge coincidence nothing more. Martha waits patiently, watching Beatrice unlock the car then walk to the passenger side to open the door for her aunt, “You are so kind, dear.” Martha smiles, kissing her niece’s forehead, lifting the end of her dress so she could step inside the Wrangler without issue. Once she’s inside, Beatrice walks around it to the driver’s, giving her aunt a grin once she latches the seatbelt on, “Your car is lovely as is your home.”

“Thank you auntie,” Bea says, looking at the rear view mirror as she reversed the car, “Gabby helped us find it.”

“Well, she did a wonderful job.” Martha looks out of the window when her niece drives up to the road, “I think that store…Littlesnaps has some wonderful options.”

“Littlesnaps?” Beatrice repeats, turning her street and onto the road, “It’s close to the vet clinic I take Jolene.” she makes the way in her mind, not using the gps since it was a place she knew well from the very few times she took the pittie there, “I’ve seen it by passing, it seems really nice.”

“Yes, little Éowyn needs a good wardrobe.”

“Oh my God he really went through with it.” Beatrice laughs, paying attention to the signs around her, “God bless Cynthia, she loves him so much to endure his silliness.” but she was happy, and she was sure so was Bianca. Having another girl in the house would be good for her…and nerve wracking for Leo who would be extremely outnumbered in that house. Her aunt just gives her niece a look, followed by a knowing smile before she returns her gaze to the outside, watching the palm trees go by.

They finally reach the store after a few seconds stuck in traffic, Beatrice walking out first and looking at her aunt to make sure she was right behind. Martha’s smile only remained, offering her niece her elbow - which she took it- as the two wandered inside. It was a big store, much like the one at the mall, with two floors and long aisles filled with kids’ clothes separated by ages. Since Éowyn was a little infant, they went to the 0+ area.

Beatrice stood next to her aunt as she looked through the different options, “Are you excited to be an aunt again, Beatrice?” her aunt asked while trifling through the different colored onesies.

“I am,” she replies, the brunette going to the two piece hanging on top of each other “It’ll be nice to have another baby in the family, it has been a while.”

She didn’t see her aunt’s shifty look her way, nor the way her eyes dropped to her stomach then back up to her niece’s face, “I feel it’ll be a good year for the third generation.” she says cryptically, making Beatrice laugh and turn to face her aunt.

“Oh? More people are having babies,auntie?”

Martha’s eyes shone with something, joy or wonder or magic. Who knew really, “Yes.” is all that she said before she held up the koala themed onesie for her niece to see. Beatrice’s eyebrows furrowed just a bit at her aunt’s words, but she disconsidered, only adding how it was a lovely outfit for the baby.

They spent a few minutes there, and Martha wanted to give the baby options. Options her parents would make her wear but her niece didn’t stop her, Beatrice herself got a few outfits too.Once at the cashier, both women waited for the clothes to be gift wrapped, Martha’s eyes once again moving to Beatrice who, this time, met her aunt’s gaze, “What?” she questions with a smile, “What’s happening auntie?”

Martha’s eyes stayed on her, her smile widening as clasps her hands together “...are you and Bradley thinking about having kids?” Beatrice almost choked on her spit, her face flaming up to the point it resembled lava.

“Wh-No!” but her traitorous brain whispered ‘but you’d love to’ “No,n-no we are not-not thinking about it.” yet.

“Mm.” Martha says, dropping her eyes back down at her niece’s stomach, “It’ll come in time.” she says softly.

“In time?” Beatrice repeats, still flaming at the face, “Well yes but–”

“October.”

Beatrice immediately shuts up, looking at her aunt with wide eyes, “W-What?”

“October will be a good month for you.” Martha grins, “A lot will happen.” What is that supposed to mean? Beatrice could only look at her aunt with wide eyes, chewing her lower lip and furrowing her brows, “Yes, then…oh how lovely. Same month.” what the hell, what is up with her family members being cryptic??? “Yes,oh, how fun. How lovely.”

“Auntie…I-I don’t know what you mean.” she whispers when the lady comes back with their wrapped gifts, thanking the two women who walk out of the store with Martha holding Beatrice’s arm around her elbow again.

“You will, in time.” once again, more riddle-esque replies. Beatrice frowns, biting her lower lip even harder and unlocking the car for her aunt to step in first, “It’ll be wonderful for you. I’ll help you if you need to.”

“...thanks? With what exactly?”

Martha just squinted her eyes humorously, “You’ll see.”

–

But Beatrice took a good chunk of that conversation out, just adding some…random stuff she knew her aunt would say to Bradley instead of the actual subject, “But yeah, that was what happened.”

Her boyfriend’s face on the other end went confused, but he smiles “I mean, you always said your aunt was a bit of a witch.”

“Haha, yeah,” god that laugh was so nervous, “But, s-she’s a good witch, you know?”

“I know.” Bradley’s smile drops when he looks at the time on his watch, “Shit,I have to go, gorgeous.” Beatrice tried to not show disappointment, but her sad little smile made his heart clench, “I’ll talk to you soon again, okay?”

“Okay. I’ll have my phone with me whenever you message.” she says sweetly, “I love you!”

Rooster smiles, his eyes shining even in the bad connection, “I love you too, angel.Just a few more months, still counting the days?”

‘Always.”

His smile widened, “Me too.” He looked over his shoulder, someone probably called him and then turned back to the camera “I have to go, baby. I love you, we’ll talk soon okay?” she nodded, waving him goodbye and watching as the connection cut off and the only thing she could see was her own reflection.

Beatrice sat there in silence, inhaling deeply before she dropped her head to the table with a pained groan. First the disembodied children's voices, then her aunt saying…that…she groans louder, hitting her forehead on the wood gently, the sound calling Jolene’s attention who walked into the kitchen with her head tilted, “I think I need a drink Jojo.” she pauses, “Or several.”

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1. “Welcome to your new home.”

2. “Better start getting used to it.”

3. “C’mon, what are you gonna do with that? I know you don’t have it in you to hurt me.”

4. “We’re supposed to be together forever. Why did you leave? It’s my fault, isn’t it? I did this? I pushed you away, right?”

5. “I love you, I love you, I love you! Please don’t abandon me! Don’t leave me! I’m begging you!”

6. “You promised! You said you would wait for me! You liar!”

7. “No, no, no, no! Don’t leave me!”

8. “If you leave me, I’ll die!”

9. “I love you! Please stay with me!”

10. “Please love only me! Come back! Don’t be scared of me!”

11. “Escaping is all you think about, isn’t it? Always dreaming about it, always thinking about it?”

12. “Please don’t leave. I promise I’ll fix this just - don’t leave me here alone.”

13. “I won’t let you go.”

14. “I’ll never let you go!”

15. “You can’t ever leave me - I’ll make sure you don’t.”

16. “Ah-ah. That’s not how this works. You don’t get to leave me.”

17. “As it turns out, you’re not allowed to leave me, so don’t even think about it.”

18. “I feel like you’re trying to leave me. You know that’s not how this works, you don’t get to leave.”

19. “Leave me? Oh, sweetheart don’t joke like that. I might actually take you seriously and someone might regret it later.”

20. “If you leave again, I’ll have to remind you just how mean I can be.”

21. “This is what would happen if I didn’t take care of you.”

22. “I can’t let you go out… the world is so cruel - it’ll ruin you.”

23. “I’m sorry that I keep you in here. But you’re too pure and innocent. I’m scared that this world will break you. I’m only protecting you.”

24. “I just want to keep you safe. Is that such a bad thing?”

25. “You know how dangerous it is out there. You’re so much safer with me.”

26. “Can’t you see? The world is a scary and dangerous place. If you stay here, you’ll be safe.”

27. “I know how fucked up this is. It’s just - there’s no other way I can keep you safe.”

28. “I’ll keep you safe.”

29. “I just want to protect you. Nothing wrong with that, is it?

30. “I do this for your safety, so why do you keep running?”

31. “No, you’re not going anywhere without me.”

32. “Leaving already? Stay a little longer. You know you can’t refuse me.”

33. “Would you run away if I told you that I wanted to keep you for myself?”

34. “It is funny that you think you can actually leave me.”

35. “Just remember that I’m never going to leave you. That’s a promise.”

36. “What, you thought you were just gonna get away with that?”

37. “Why do you keep trying to run away?”

38. “[Your Name]… what are you doing?”

39. “Don’t even fucking look at the door. I am trying to have some faith in you after all.”

40. “Don’t you dare fucking try it. You know you can’t outrun me.”

41. “I don’t want to chain you up, but I will if I have to.”

42. “Do you want me to break your legs or lock you in a cage to prevent you from running away?”

43. “If you run, I will kill…”

44. “The next time I’ll kill someone I should take you with me. So you can finally see what happens when you try to run away again.”

45. “Come out, come out, wherever you are. I can hear you breathing, my love.”

46. “Damn, you’re a lot faster than I thought.”

47. “I’ll hunt you down if I have too.”

48. “Get back here right now.”

49. “You went out yesterday. Stay here, I’m still tired.”

50. “Better to stay where you are.”

51. “Nothing is stopping me from coming back for you.”

52. “I’m going to have you in the end, you know?”

53. “Missed me? Because I don’t plan to let you go anywhere soon.”

54. “You should really stop trying to run away. I’ll always find you, you know? Me and you - we have a connection that no one else will ever understand.”

55. “What I am doing? I’m punishing myself. Why? Because I upset you earlier.”

56. “One more chance! I’m giving you one more chance to fucking stop resisting!”

57. “You are mine.”

58. “You’re mine. You hear me? Mine. They can try to steal you away from me, but I won’t let them.”

59. “So fucking good for me. So perfect… and all mine.”

60. “Every single part of you is mine! All mine!”

61. “Tell me I’m yours.”

62. “I just want to be yours.”

63. “Claim me, make me yours.”

64. “Say that you are mine.”

65. “Tell me I’m good. Call me a good boy/girl. Praise me more. Please.”

66. “Give yourself to me. I’ll take care of you.”

67. “You can’t hide from me.”

68. “I found you.”

69. “Maybe branding you will help.”

70. “You made me do it.”

71. “It’s only your fault.”

72. “Silly little thing. Don’t you realize that this is all your fault?”

73. “Do you care that much about him? You should think about it earlier…”

74. “I’ll ruin myself for you.”

75. “I don’t want to do it but you don’t give me a choice.”

76. “Do you think I enjoy punishing you?! Because I don’t!”

77. “You know I don’t like doing this but you’re being too feisty.”

78. “I should’ve done this sooner. It’s what you deserve for being such a fucking brat.”

79. “I do everything for you and this is how you repay me?!”

80. “I can end all of your pain. You just have to say those three words.”

81. “It’ll be the family we always wanted~”

82. “Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll look cute with a swollen stomach carrying our child.”

83. “Please stop crying. You make me feel even worse. But you need to understand, if I wouldn’t have chained you to the bed, you would have tried to run away again.”

84. “Why are you crying? You knew this would happen, I told you this would happen if you ever tried to leave me.”

85. “Shh… don’t cry over this scum, he doesn’t deserve your tears.”

86. “You look so sweet when youre scared.”

87. “You have beautiful eyes. Even when they are full of tears.”

88. “You look stunning when you cry like this.”

89. “I love to see you cry.”

90. “Aw, are you gonna cry? Go ahead, it’s not gonna change anything.”

91. “Why are you crying? Who hurt you? I’ll make them pay for it.”

92. “Shh, don’t cry. You’re safe with me.”

93. “I’ll protect you, no matter the cost.”

94. “I’m only trying to protect you.”

95. “I’m not clingy! I just miss you, that’s all. Please don’t go away again.”

96. “I’m so alone without you.”

97. “You can do anything you want to me. I’ll let you.”

98. “I can be anything you want. Just tell me.”

99. “Is it impossible for you to feel the same way I do?”

100. “You don’t have to hold yourself back. Show me everything - ruin me, I’m begging you.”

101. “I fear that you’ll leave me one day, and it always puts me in an anxiety attack because I don’t know what I’ll do without you.”

102. “You didn’t answer my calls or my texts - are you upset with me? Did I do something wrong?”

103. “Oh no, you misunderstood me, my love. You will stay here, and you do not have a choice in the matter.”

104. “Am I doing something wrong? Am I too clingy? Do I scare you? Tell me so I can fix it!”

105. “Don’t say that! And please stop yelling! You don’t know what you’re talking about!”

106. “I told you that I’d never break a promise.”

107. “I know you’re scared, but I’m doing this all for you. You’ll understand soon, I promise.”

108. “Either you will calm down and start listening to me, or you will draw the consequences.”

109. “So cute. Begging like anything will help you.”

110. “You should know by now that I don’t take disobedience lightly.”

111. “I won’t be as forgiving next time.”

112. “Why are you so afraid of me? I won’t even hurt you. Yet.”

113. “Do I need to remind you what happened last time you acted out? Because I will if you keep pushing me.”

114. “I’ll show you how kind I can be! I’ll let you choose the death of this guy!”

115. “You wouldn’t be here if you weren’t so goddamn reckless.”

116. “I’ll admit, that was a good hit. But now you’re gonna pay.”

117. “Brats like you don’t deserve to be treated nicely.”

118. “I didn’t quite hear that, care to repeat yourself?”

119. “Touch yourself for me and don’t stop until I tell you to.”

120. “Do you want your underwear back?”

121. “I took your [name clothing] - it smells like you.”

122. “I’m sorry I stole your underwear. I’ll give them back when I’m done with you.”

123. “Oh, can’t find your clothes? You don’t need it.”

124. “Be good for me next time.”

125. “You’ve been so good for me. Don’t ruin it like this.”

126. “You’ve been such a good boy/girl lately. If you continue to behave so well, I might just reward you. Would you like that?”

127. “I’ll make you feel so good you won’t even be able to think about anyone else.”

128. “Keep moaning my name like that.”

129. “Say my name again like this.”

130. “You can deny it all you want, but your body is telling a different story.”

131. “I think about you last night when I touch myself…”

132. “Tell me when to stop; I might just end up fucking you all night.”

133. “No one else can make you come the way I can, right?”

134. “Controlling myself around you is so fucking hard.”

135. “I’ll fuck you until you’re too tired to even speak.”

136. “Fuck, you look so beautiful like this; squirming beneath me, sucking my cock.”

137. “Oh, you like being choked?”

138. “Kitten, I’m going easy.”

139. “Tonight we’ll become one.”

140. “The more you struggle now, the heavier your punishment will be later on.”

141. “I love you. You’re mine. And I’ll kill any bastard who tries to take you away from me.”

142. “Hearing you say that makes me want to fuck you so badly.”

143. “You don’t know how much blood I already spilled for you.”

144. “Let me leave my claim on you. Please… it’s all I ask.”

145. “You look so pretty covered in my cum.”

146. “I’m going to carve my name into your skin so everyone will know that you’re mine.”

147. “You look so beautiful like this… covered in all of my marks.”

148. “I’ll make sure everyone knows you’re mine. Don’t ever forget.”

149. “Will you let me ruin you? If you say yes, I won’t hesitate to mark you with my filth. Please, let me devour you…”

150. “If I don’t mark you then how else will everyone know to stay away?”

151. “Let me mark you and I’ll let you do the same.”

152. “I got a tattoo of your name on me. Look!”

153. “Look! I carved your name into my skin so everyone will know that I’m yours!”

154. “It’s a shame I have to cut your beautiful skin.”

155. “Try to stay still whilst I finish carving my initials, will you?”

156. “I want to feel your mouth wrapped around my cock… I think it would be heavenly, don’t you?”

157. “It seems like I have to remind you of who you belong to.”

158. “Darling, you look gorgeous covered in their blood.”

159. “Don’t cover my love bites or else I’m going to add more.”

160. “Hold still, I don’t wanna cut you too deep.”

161. “Don’t get me wrong but you look sexy covered in their blood.”

162. “Do you like these photos of you? I have a lot more.”

163. “I hate how I have to hide how much I know about you. I know so much about you, and I’m still learning.”

164. “You didn’t answer my calls or texts, what else was I supposed to do?”

165. “I-I’ll do everything you ask of me! Just please… please don’t leave me!”

166. “Are you mad at me? Tell me what to do so I can fix it. I’ll never hurt you ever again. I’m so sorry. Please…”

167. “Please stop looking at me with such disappointment in your eyes. I can’t take it.”

168. “Stop giving me that look! Stop looking at me as if I’m a monster!”

169. “Why are you so afraid of me?”

170. “I am the monster you created.”

171. “I don’t mind being a monster as long as I’m your monster.”

172. “I could kill you if I wanted to.”

173. “I could have easily murdered you without hesitation. But those eyes made me dizzy and weak.”

174. “I’d kill to have you.”

175. “I’d kill for you.”

176. “If I ever see you with them again, I’ll kill them!”

177. “Am I too much for you?”

178. “I’d burn the world for you.”

179. “I would set fire to the world around me just to have you. But don’t worry, I wouldn’t let a single flame touch you.”

180. “I would go to the depths of hell for you.”

181. “I need you, you need me. It’s simple, but somehow you can’t understand this.”

182. “You’re weak. You need me.”

183. “You want to see your family? Why? You don’t need them.”

184. “Are you teasing me, love? You know how I get when you tease me.”

185. “It would be so much easier if you would just start accepting me.”

186. “See? This wasn’t so bad. If you behave more often, it can always feel like this.”

187. “Isn’t this better - you not fighting me for once?”

188. “Stop fighting me!”

189. “You do love me… right?”

190. “See, it isn’t so bad. Just relax, okay?”

191. “I’ll make you want me, just you see.”

192. “I’m gonna make you love me.”

193. “You’ll learn to love me.”

194. “You’ll learn to enjoy it.”

195. “What I did, I did for us.”

196. “You are my purpose to live.”

197. “I’m doing this out of love.”

198. “I can’t help, but be selfish when it comes to you.”

199. “I need you. I’ll breathe you. I’ll never leave you.”

200. “Without you I’ll kill myself.”

201. “Scream, cry, hit me, hate me, I don’t care as long as you are with me.”

202. “I would do anything for you.”

203. “Listen, I’m giving you two choices. Either you start eating willingly or I’ll force you. There’s no way I’m letting you starve yourself to death.”

204. “This might sound weird, but I like it when you’re sick. Because then you let me take care of you.”

205. “Consider yourself as lucky that I am nice.”

206. “Am I supposed to be happy that you’re not giving me attention?”

207. “Eyes on only me.”

208. “Don’t even look at anyone else.”

209. “You’re just so cute while you’re distracted. But I would prefer you to be focused on me.”

210. “I hope you’re thinking of me right now.”

211. “You think this is an unhealthy obsession? Darling, don’t be silly. You’re mine and I’m yours. You understand that, right?”

212. “Am I scaring you? I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. I can be a little overjealous at times.”

213. “Don’t be scared. I’m not angry at you. I’m angry at them.”

214. “I’m normally not a violent person, but I’d do anything for you.”

215. “Do you think I am crazy? It’s all because of you.”

216. “Yes… I’m crazy. Crazily, madly, truly and completely in love with you.”

217. “Even thinking about you with someone else makes me want to throw up.”

218. “I’m jealous, I’m so fucking jealous.”

219. “I’m not the jealous type. But what’s mine is mine.”

220. “You think I’m jealous? Believe me, you haven’t seen me jealous yet.”

221. “Do you think I’m mad? Oh, you don’t even know how much.”

222. “I don’t know if I should be angry or turned on.”

223. “You’re thinking of someone else, I can tell. I don’t like it.”

224. “Love is patient. I, however, am not.”

225. “I feel sick every time you talk about someone who isn’t me.”

226. “Can’t you see how much I fucking love you? You can’t just keep ignoring me like this.”

227. “You know I love you, right? More than anything else?”

228. “You’ll love me the most, right?”

229. “You’d never betray me, right?”

230. “All I want is your love! Is that too much to ask?!”

231. “I love you, and I know you love me too. Even if you refuse to admit it.”

232. “Please, just say it once.”

233. “Can you at least pretend to love me? Just for tonight?”

234. “Tell me how much you love me.”

235. “Tell me you love me! Say it over and over again!”

236. “Say you love me. Even if it’s just a lie.”

237. “I need to hear these from you.”

238. “Let’s stay a little longer like this. Just a little.”

239. “You don’t have to feel the same. All I ask is that you don’t leave me.”

240. “I need you. I! Fucking! Need! You!”

241. “Silly… you’re doing it again… pretending you don’t love me.”

242. “I think I should hurt myself more often so I can get your attention.”

243. “The only person who truly loves you is me. It will always be me.”

244. “I’m nothing without you!”

245. “I need you to be happy. I need you…”

246. “But, I love you..!”

247. “You can hate me, but just don’t leave me.”

248. “I’m doing this for you! Can’t you see that?”

249. “It’s so sickening to think of somebody else touching you.”

250. “Did you sleep well? Don’t lie to me, I watched you.”

251. “I won’t be able to sleep until I have you in my arms.”

252. “I can watch you sleep all night and still not feel tired in the morning.”

253. “It’s okay, just go to sleep baby.”

254. “I want to kiss you until you’re gasping for air.”

255. “If you don’t kiss me back, I’ll slit someone’s throat.”

256. “I’ve always dreamt of what it would feel like to kiss your lips…”

257. “Love… did I ever tel you how sweet your lips taste?”

258. “Can I… can I kiss you?”

259. “I hope you understand just how far I’m willing to go for you. How many rules I’m willing to break for you.”

260. “I will change fate if you are not destined to be mine.”

261. “You’re so pure and untainted… It makes me want to stain you”

262. “See - you look pretty.”

263. “Your hair is so soft and silky.”

264. “Your skin is so soft.”

265. “You look so perfect like this.”

266. “You ruined me, is it wrong if I ruin you?”

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Coping Mechanism

Author's Note: This is partially based on a true story of mine and I never really got over it, but writing about it seemed right and it fills me with confidence that everything will be just fine, despite how much you think it's all over. Gotta add some tickling stuff to it cause, obviously. Hope you enjoy it! ^^ P.S.: I'm gonna be posting more stories cause I will have more free time and motivation to do so, so... YAY!!! --------------- “Hey… so you remember when you told me that you loved me a year ago?”

“Y-Yeah!? What about it!?”

“Well… I’ve had enough time to think about it… and… I think it would be best if we stayed friends”

I knew what the answer was, but it doesn’t mean I was ready for the answer… I couldn’t even respond with any of my feelings, they weren’t even there. Just emptiness, emptiness that I couldn’t fill with anything.

“Are you gonna be okay?” To be honest, I’m not sure if I will

“I’m fine... for now, I’m just… gonna need time to digest it”

“We’ll still be friends though!”

“Y-Yeah…” Yeah… that’s what I thought… if only it was true….

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July 4 10:27 am:

🎇 Happy 4th of July! 🎆

July 28 1:57 pm:

🌅 How’s your summer going so far?

August 14 4:39 pm:

School starting soon? 🏫

September 9 7:42 pm:

How have your first days of classes gone?

October 31 9:18 pm:

Happy Halloween 🎃 Did you dress up as anything?

November 23 9:45 pm:

Happy Thanksgiving! 🦃

December 25 10:12 pm:

Merry Christmas! 🎁 Get anything exciting?

January 3 11:11 pm:

Hey… how’s your winter break been going?

March 17 12:07 am:

Hey…

Sigh… It really hurts, you know? A year later… and still nothing…

“Still thinking about them, huh?”

“Yeah… I can’t help it. The first one always stings the most.”

“If you don’t try again then they’ll be the only one.”

She’s right, and always has been… and I love her for that.

I leaned in for a hug as she opened her arms to me, comforting me a little before my suppressed emotions pushed out some of the bad thoughts out of my mouth.

“I’m a fool…”

“You’re no fool… just… inexperienced” Ouch… that did NOT make it better…

“Hey…cheer up. If you keep moping around, then I’ll forget what your smile looks like.” She chuckles, putting a slight smirk on my face before it fades away again.

“Come on, lighten up!...please…” I can try…but that’s not gonna last long…

“Let’s listen to some music! That usually cheers you up!” “It’s worth a shot I guess…” I already know, it’ll work for a little while before it hurts me too…

“I want a perfect body, I want a perfect soul, I want you to notice…” And there it is…

“Alright now, you’re doing it on purpose!” Her words meant nothing, it may be true but I accepted that long ago.

“We can play some games, that’ll take your mind off of things”

“Sure, we can play Sorry cause I’m sorry for my failures, or we can play Guess Who where I can guess who’s more successful than me, or we can play The Game of Life where I can feel the fake life that’ll be better than mine-”

“You know what!!!” She interjects as she grabs me by the shoulders. That sarcasm definitely struck a nerve with her.

“H-Hey, what are you doing!?” I pull, kick, and struggle as much as I can without trying to hurt her. It’s not her fault… it’s mine… I can’t fight her for that… but she’s not real…

I slowly stop resisting and she loosens her grip as I sit there, stuck in thought.

“She isn’t real, she’s a figment of my imagination so why….” I snap back into reality, scrambling away from her again.

“Who are you? What are you!?” Her face grows tired of this game of resistance as frustration is all over her face. I wasn’t able to get that far before she climbed up the bed and planted her arms on top of mine. Her strength is now unimaginable, completely unable to stop her.

“Just let go and let me take control!” Her voice firmed up as she guided me to lie back down.

“B-But I-”

“Shhh….it’s okay. Trust me~” Her playfulness brushes away bits and pieces of my hesitation until all that is left is intimacy.

“I’m here for you… I always will be~” She lightly drags her hand down my cheek and around my chin, sending tingles that I couldn’t ignore.

“H-Hehehehey nohohow! That sehehehems a bihihit of a-a-a stretch now, don’cha think?”

“A stretch? Why is that? I’m a part of you after all~” I want to resist but… I can’t. She holds some sort of power over me, leaving me a giggling mess… at least for a few seconds which felt like an eternity. Not even five minutes and I’m gasping for breath as my brain seems to mush.

“What’s the matter, babe? Can’t handle a few tickles~”

B-B-Babe!? I-I-I don’t know about that! I-I-I-I mean…why not? A-A-And she wants to *tickle* me!?

“U-Uh…no?…”

“Oh? Is that so? Oh well, too bad!”

Before I could protest, she skittered her fingers over stomach

“Nohohohohohohohoho!!! Dohohohohoohohoon’t!!!”

“Oh? Why not? Can’t handle my teasing~?”

“I-I cahahahahan’t!”

“You can break free anytime you want~ You just have to want it.” I hear her words but there’s no resistance. I could feel each and every finger pressing into my skin, stimulating the nerves, causing me to squirm every which way to hopelessly try to get away

“…or perhaps…you enjoy having me all over you~?” Why am I doing this to myself!?!?!

My frantic thoughts were stabilized once the tickling faded out almost completely, leaving me dazed and a bit confused.

“You know what? You look really cute when you’re laughing uncontrollably, hot even~”

“You…*pant…pant*...think so?”

“Of course~ It makes me wanna-mmmm!!!”

Before she could finish, she was getting involved in some affectionate kissing. Her lips burned with passion which traveled through her and into me, and soon enough, I couldn’t stop myself either. The urge was too strong and neither of us wanted to back out…until…

“Looks like someone liked what he was given, huh~?” I could only nod in response, like a deer in headlights.

“Well…good cause we’re going into round 2 with a little something special~” And with that, she was back at it again with her passionate kisses. I was so overwhelmed that I couldn’t focus on her hands moving straight for my ribs. As she scribbled her nails, her lips held mine hostage as I instinctively sprang up. I could feel her lips curl into a big, mischievous smile with each muffled squeal that entered her mouth.

It only took me practically running out of breath before I was released, left gasping for dear life. I take a look at the one that nearly kills me, nothing but a sweet and innocent smile which makes my face burn like nobody’s business. I look away again to regain my composure (and breath) which gives me the strength to sit up.

I smile brightly looking back at her, ready to ask all of the questions that plagued my mind with a goofy grin plastered over my face and she reciprocated with a loving gaze, ready for anything that I would say to her. What do I ask? Which one first? Does she know the answers I have questions to?! But there was only one thing that I REALLY needed to know… “When can I be with you?” Her confidence faded in an instant, unsure of what the answer actually is or will be. My face sags back down too. M—Maybe I said the wrong thing. Did I mess up? Don’t go away!!!

“I… don’t know… I’m just a construct of your imagination…” The sad truth of her words pierces me, and the depressing reality sets back in as I sink my head down. “BUT!!” I look up again, awaiting the light at the end of the tunnel.

“Don’t let that stop you from finding someone who IS real, and who knows, maybe you’ll even find someone just like me~ But just remember, they won’t be as cute as me~” My face burns up again as she starts to fade from reality, with a newly burning passion resonating within my heart. “See you…soon…”

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Big Bang Editing Story [Day 118]

I started writing this fic while editing my Big Bang story years ago, but am going to continue doing it for other things now that Kill Dear is out. I will write and publish 100 words of the story every time I finish doing whatever task I’m doing. If you’d like to block these proceedings, please feel free to block the tag ‘proofread stories.’ I will reblog this post with the parts of the story I do today. Edited chapters are linked; everything else I’ve done so far is under the cut.

My Master Post Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 Part 21 Part 22 Part 23 Part 24 Part 25 Part 26 Part 27 Part 28 Part 29 Part 30 Part 31 Part 32 Part 33 Part 34 Part 35 Part 36 Part 37 Part 38 Part 39 Part 40 Part 41 Part 42 Part 43 Part 44 Part 45 Part 46 Part 47 Part 48 Part 49 Part 50 Part 51 Part 52 Part 53

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Because I still don’t have my tags, I will be tagging all of these with only #tag later. All tags you can read in the edited parts above apply.

Chapter 54 (Patton)

“I still can’t believe he’s allowing this,” King Thomas said from next to Patton. The two of them were standing at the edge of the arena outside the horse stable, watching from a safe distance.

“If he hadn’t tried to bite me earlier, I’d think he was a different horse,” Patton agreed.

“He doesn’t even let Logan ride him,” the king said. “At least not ride him and give him directions.”

Patton was very aware of that. Logan did on occasion choose to get up onto Mr. Apples’ saddle. However, Mr. Apples was always the once who got to decide where they went after that. Logan had no say.

With that in mind, Patton, Logan, and every stable hand who’d heard about the prospective riding lessons had tried to convince Virgil to learn to ride on a different horse. Virgil was just as stubborn as Mr. Apples however and had insisted. Logan, being the only one who could be around Mr. Apples without risking being kicked, had become his de facto tutor.

Not even Logan could have expected that within a week, Virgil would be able to control Mr. Apples. Though perhaps ‘control’ was the wrong word. Nothing could control Mr. Apples, but for some reason, Mr. Apples seemed willing to do as Virgil asked.

Even right now Mr. Apples was trotting around the training arena like he was a well-trained trick horse warming up with his rider.

“Logan told him we could go on an actual ride today if the lesson went well,” Patton told the king. The lesson seemed to be just getting over because Logan said something to Virgil and Virgil started to climb off. Mr. Apples was patient and still as he dismounted.

“Do you think he’d mind if I went with you?” King Thomas asked.

Patton shrugged. “Mr. Apples might.”

“Mr. Apples definitely will,” the king replied. “I’ll come anyway.”

Logan had walked over to where Patton and the king were standing while Virgil fed Mr. Apples some apple pieces as a reward.

“I hear you’re going to go riding today,” King Thomas said.

Logan nodded. “Mr. Apples seems to listen to him well enough,” he said.

“I might join you if that’s alright. Where are you kids going?” the king asked.

“I was thinking the main forest path,” Logan replied. “It’s not a particularly difficult route, but it’s also a part of the castle grounds Virgil hasn’t been able to see yet. Loraine told me it has been recently cleared after the winter.”

“That sounds like a good idea,” the king said. “Are you going now?”

“Once Patton and I saddle up our horses,” Logan said. “You can come.”

“Great,” the king said with a smile. “I’ll ask for Bella’s saddle to be brought out. I haven’t gone on a ride yet this week.”

He turned then to walk towards the stables leaving Patton and Logan alone.

“Do you think he’s been acting weird?” Logan asked, turning towards Patton.

Patton frowned. “No,” he said. “Not really.”

“I’m just wondering why he wants to go horseback riding with us.”

“He likes spending time with you?” Patton guessed.

“Yes,” Logan said, “but typically in a setting that doesn’t involve Mr. Apples.”

Well, that was fair.

“I mean, it’s not too weird,” Patton said, thinking back through the last couple of days. King Thomas had been a bit… clingy.

“He’s been hanging around a lot,” Logan said, echoing Patton’s thoughts with narrowed eyes. He glanced back at Virgil. “You don’t think Virgil let something slip, do you?”

“He didn’t say anything,” Patton said. “I think your dad would say something if Virgil let slip he was an assassin somehow.”

“Unless he let slip something that didn’t quite implicate himself but invited suspicion.”

“Your dad doesn’t seem suspicious,” Patton said. At least, Patton didn’t think he did. He hadn’t been acting mean in any way. In fact, he might have even been acting nicer.

Logan frowned. “We should keep an eye on him, especially around Virgil.”

Patton bit his lip.

“What?” Logan asked.

“Are we ever going to tell your dad about Virgil?” he asked.

Logan hesitated. “I don’t…” he trailed. “I’m not sure.”

“It just feels weird lying for so long,” Patton said. Patton didn’t lie a lot. Sure, maybe he’d pretend to not know what Mama was talking about when sweets went missing from the kitchens or he’d pretend to not know what Logan’s birthday gift was, but he’d never lied about anything serious before now.

“I know, but,” Logan glanced back at Virgil once again, “even if we did decide to tell, we’d have to convince Virgil everything would be alright beforehand. I don’t think we’re at that point yet. He was terrified of Father until a few months ago, and he’s still cautious around him sometimes.”

Logan was right, of course. Virgil was getting more and more comfortable around the king, but he figured any of the progress made would go down the drain as soon as they brought up telling King Thomas about where exactly Virgil had come from. Patton didn’t know if Virgil would ever be comfortable enough.

“We should go get our own horses,” Logan suggested, and Patton nodded.

Patton and Logan’s horses had already been saddled by the stable hands in anticipation of their ride and it didn’t take long for the king to saddle his own horse, Bella.

The forest path at this time of year was very pretty, Patton thought. The tree branches now had small green leaves on them after having been barren for the entire winter and flowers were starting to grow. In a few weeks’ time it would be even prettier, but it would also be harder for the groundskeeper to maintain as well as it was right now.

Virgil really did seem less anxious around King Thomas now. The path was only wide enough for two horses to go at once, and he didn’t seem to mind that he and the king ended up next to each other while Patton and Logan lagged behind. In fact, he and the king seemed to be having a nice conversation about the local wildlife.

However, if Patton looked close enough, he did sort of see what Logan meant. Virgil may not be anxious talking to the king now, but the king himself seemed just a little bit nervous at least at the beginning of the ride.

He seemed to relax a bit as they rode (even laughing when Mr. Apples tried to bite him when he got too close).

Logan had been teaching Virgil the basics about things like animals, but there was still a pretty big gap in his education when it came to anything that wasn’t about training to fight and kill. King Thomas seemed more than willing to answer any of his questions when it came to the animals and plants around them even if they were sometimes a bit silly.

He’d seen a bird that looked like a dove. (It may have even been a dove, but Patton hadn’t seen it.) This had been a source of endless confusion for him.

“But shouldn’t it live in the dovecote?” Virgil asked.

“Not all birds live in a dovecote,” the king explained again.

“But it’s a dove,” Virgil said with a frown.

“Not all doves live in a dovecote,” the king replied.

“But it’s a dovecote,” Virgil argued. “It’s for the doves.”

“Yes, but there are also wild doves,” the king said.

“That doesn’t make any sense,” Virgil replied.

“What about it doesn’t make sense?” the king asked with a laugh in his tone.

“Doves go in the dovecote,” Virgil said.

Patton was starting to have trouble following this argument.

“Dovecotes are made for doves,” the king said, “but not all doves go in dovecotes.”

“Why?”

This seemed to stump the king momentarily, but he still answered after thinking for a bit. “Doves existed before people got to them,” the king explained. “People caught and trained some of them, but there was no way to catch all of them. So, some stayed in the wild and continued with their lives like they had been before humans. Plus, sometimes domesticated doves fly off and never come back. Sometimes they might die, but other times they may have just gotten lost and had to build a new life somewhere far away. Or maybe they even decided that being a trained dove working for humans wasn’t for them, so they decided to go off on their own.”

“You let them do that?” Virgil asked.

“We can’t really stop them in the end,” the king said. “People can try, but it never ends up working as long as they can fly.”

Virgil thought about this. “I still don’t understand,” he said, “but okay.”

“We should take you to the cliffs,” the king suggested.

“What are the cliffs?”

“The castle grounds were built for defense,” King Thomas explained. “The edge of the grounds to the North is a large river and overlooking it is a huge cliff. It’s a good place for picnics and for birdwatching. It’s a bit of a trip, but now would be a good time of year to go.”

He glanced over his shoulder back at Logan and Patton. “What do you boys think about going to the cliffs sometime? Maybe in about a week?”

Logan squinted at his father suspiciously. It wasn’t so much the fact that the king was asking them to go to the cliffs. They did that every so often. However, this time, it only supported Logan’s claims that the king was hanging out with them a lot recently.

“Sure,” Logan said, after a moment.

“Sounds fun!” Patton said cheerily right after, trying to cover for the lack of enthusiasm in Logan’s voice with his own. Judging by King Thomas’s expression and Logan’s tight-lipped scowl, he may have overcompensated.

“Great,” the king said. “I’ll” make sure to make arrangements when we get back to the castle.”

Chapter 55 (Logan)

Virgil was beginning to be able to read some of the common instructions in magic books, but Logan still made sure to read out the instructions to him at least twice before setting him loose. He’d started to jot down notes to himself about things, though these notes were not words, but various symbols that only made sense to the boy himself.

Logan had asked about their meaning at one point and received an answer that, while earnest, was unintelligible. The symbols were mostly just pictures of things to represent certain steps in spell casting, but they were filtered through Virgil’s rudimentary penmanship and often bizarre perception of the world.

Though, despite the fact that Logan could not often decipher his chicken scratch, it did seem to help him produce impressively quality charms even as Logan began to introduce more complicated processes to make them. He was a very good student even if he didn’t have the best foundation for learning.

“I add lavender for the next step, right?” Virgil asked, his finger on a word in Logan’s magic book.

“That is correct,” Logan confirmed.

Virgil looked back at the book and mouthed the word ‘lavender’ to himself before turning back to his potion. He grabbed a few sprigs of lavender and threw them into the cauldron.

The liquid popped and bubbled violently, but Virgil didn’t flinch as he once would have, prepared for it now.

After the lavender, Logan knew that it would have to simmer for 5 minutes. Virgil looked down at the boiling liquid, contemplating it for a long moment.

“Can I soak a knife in it?” he asked.

“What?” Logan asked.

“Can I soak a knife in the potion once it’s done?”

“In that potion?” Logan clarified. “In the emergency hand warmer potion?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“I think a hot knife would be useful,” Virgil said.

“For what?”

Virgil shrugged. “Cooking food on the road,” he said, “burning wood, stabbing someone and immediately cauterizing the wound.”

“That is… not a standard use for this potion,” Logan said.

Virgil titled his head at him. “Would it work though?”

“Well, I don’t know,” Logan contemplated. “Perhaps. The potion can cause burns if one uses too much of it or if it is used without an appropriate layer between it and the skin. If one were to pick a knife with enough surface area and let it soak long enough, it could in theory get hot enough to do as desired. Hmm…” he thought about it. “There would perhaps be the problem of the potion not sticking to the knife very long as it is intended to soak into fabric. However, cardamom could solve that issue as long as it doesn’t interact with any other ingredients. Let me see that spell.”

Virgil stepped out of his way so he could study the page. “Yes,” Logan said after scanning through all of the ingredients. “I think coriander would work for something like that. Let me go find some.”

He turned to walk towards where he kept his supplies of potion ingredients. Virgil followed on his heals.

“Can we use a serrated knife?”

“Oh, that’s a good idea, Virgil,” Logan said, nodding as he searched through the cupboard that should hold the coriander. “The knife being serrated would help keep the potion stuck to the blade after many uses and would increase the surface area.”

“That was certainly my intentions,” Virgil said smoothly. There was something odd about the tone that had Logan turning to him and blinking at him. Virgil just smiled at him innocently and Logan turned back to the cabinet finally locating the coriander.

“So how are we going to use that?” Virgil asked.

“We’ll put it in right before the last step and let it sit for about 3 minutes,” Logan said. “If it doesn’t quite work, we may need to make another batch. There are options other than coriander, but that’s the first idea that comes to mind and it a lot simpler if it works.”

He continued to speak of the many other options they could try as they returned to the caldron as well as how they could test the hot knife. It was already about time for the next step and Virgil did it without interrupting Logan’s rant.

Virgil listened to his suggestions with interest all while still making sure the potion he was making was progressing well.

Logan did eventually take over to finish the potion with the revised steps he’d come up with and they ended up with a potion that looked perfect except it was a few shades darker than the one they’d originally been planning to make.

“Well, it looks good,” Logan declared. “We will need to acquire a knife to test its effectiveness, however.”

“There are a few good ones in the kitchen,” Virgil pointed out. “I especially like the one 10 inch one with the black and white handle.”

“You have been eyeing up the kitchen knives?” Logan asked.

Virgil rolled his eyes as though that was not a perfectly reasonable question to ask him. “We should steal that one,” Virgil said.

“Do you think we’ll be able to sneak past Ms. Heart to steal a knife from her kitchen?” Logan asked.

“We can’t,” Virgil said.

Logan almost didn’t believe him… and then he remembered the water pouch incident. “It’s the dinner rush,” Logan said. “We should probably wait for a bit.”

Virgil was shaking his head. “The dinner rush is the best time,” he said. “Everyone will be distracted, and all of the knives will be out and in prime stealing position.”

“And if Patton’s mother catches us messing around in her kitchen during her busiest time of day, she will have Father ground us for a week.”

“Then we just won’t get caught,” Virgil said.

“I’m not sure if it’s that simple,” Logan said with a frown.

“You can stay here if you want,” Virgil offered. “I’ll just go by myself.”

“No, I’ll come too,” Logan relented, though he did still have some reservations about the idea.

He let Virgil lead him towards the main dining hall. By now, Virgil knew the kitchens and dining hall very well.

“Stay here,” he said. They were in a hallway a few feet down from the staff entrance to the kitchen. “I’m going to do some reconnaissance.”

“What type of reconnaissance?” Logan asked, but Virgil had already disappeared before his very eyes. With a blink, Logan looked up and saw a dark figure disappear onto a balcony overhead.

Well, Logan really had no choice but to wait there for him. It wasn’t like he could follow him. He could hear the clatter of silverware on plates from the dining hall down the corridor as he impatiently waited. It only took Virgil a bit over five minutes to return. He dropped suddenly from above and landed in front of Logan in a crouch.

“Well?” Logan asked, letting a bit of irritation into his tone so Virgil knew he was displeased. Virgil did not seem to care.

“Got it,” Virgil said with a wide grin, brandishing a large kitchen knife.

Logan flinched back at the unexpected sight of a weapon.

“You said you were doing reconnaissance!” he sputtered. “Not…” he trailed off remembering that while they weren’t in eyesight of anyone right now, they could be in earshot of someone. He lowered his tone, “stealing the knife already.”

“I was doing reconnaissance,” Virgil said with a shrug, “and then I used the information gathered by that reconnaissance to steal a knife.”

Logan narrowed his eyes at him.

Virgil just smiled. “You would have gotten in my way.”

“I would not have,” Logan insisted.

“How many times has Patton’s mom caught you stealing food from the kitchens in the past?” he asked.

Logan pursed his lips. “That is Patton’s doing,” he said.

“Sure,” Virgil said with an eyeroll. “I’ll have you prove it some other day, but for now,” he twirled the knife around in a way that made Logan cringe even though he did seem to have an expert handle over it. “We have a knife.”

“Right,” Logan agreed with a nod. “We should continue the experiment.”

Virgil stored the knife away… somewhere on his person, and they snuck back to Logan’s rooms.

When Virgil handed over the knife, Logan did have to admit it was a perfect specimen for their project: long and saw-like with a heatproof handle.

Logan carefully set it in a shallow dish and proceeded to pour the potion they’d made onto it. They let it sit for a little under half an hour before carefully pulling it out of the concoction with tongs and letting it airdry. Meanwhile, Virgil suggested they set up a testing area with various old sheets and clothing. They’d even found and decorated an armor stand with an old suit that Logan particularly disliked.

“Well,” Logan said once he’d tapped the handle and had not gotten burned by the potion. “I think we can test it now.” For safety, he made Virgil put on thick heatproof gloves before handing him the knife.

“So how do I make it work?” Virgil asked.

“The original potion works through light friction,” Logan said.

“So just start stabbing things?”

Logan went to respond, but before he could, Virgil had already twisted around and sliced through one of the sheets hanging in Logan’s potion room. There was a sizzling noise as the knife cut through the sheet like it was tissue paper leaving two aflame halves flapping about.

Logan leapt forward to tear the pieces of sheet down and the two of them stomped on the flames to put out the fire.

“It’s perfect,” Virgil said with a grin once the charred remains of the sheet were extinguished.

“It does seem to work as intended,” Logan agreed.

“Let’s do it again,” Virgil said.

“Er, well, perhaps we shouldn’t…,” Logan started, but Virgil had already set his eyes on the armor stand they’d set up. That suddenly seemed like not such a good idea to Logan.

He stabbed the armor stand viciously. It went up in flames instantly. Logan’s eyes widened as the blaze only seemed to get bigger as Virgil drew back the knife.

Virgil did not seem to share Logan’s worry as he turned and stabbed another piece of hanging clothing, setting it ablaze as well.

“Virgil, no! You’re going to burn the room down!” Logan yelped.

The armor stand at that very moment decided to fall to the ground. They had, perhaps, not set the testing area up as well as they should have because it fell directly onto one of Logan’s rugs and set that on fire as well.

“Oops,” Virgil said, eyes wide.

Above the sound of crackling fire, Logan heard a tapping on the door between his bedroom and work room. It opened slightly after a moment and Logan’s father’s voice called out as he was sticking his head into the room, “Um, what do you mean Virgil… is burning the room down!”

The moment Logan’s father fully processed the presence of the flames, he was bursting into the room. He at least remembered that there was a fire extinguishing powder stocked in Logan’s work room even though that fact had slipped Logan’s mind in the chaos. (Perhaps Logan should have thought to set it out when they were testing a fire knife, but Logan would just add that to his growing list of regrets.)

The king managed to put all of the fires out within 30 seconds of poking his head through the door, but the fire left in his eyes when he turned to them afterwards was perhaps more dangerous.

Virgil slowly hid the knife behind his back. It was probably a bit late for that.

“What were the two of you doing in here?” the king asked.

“Nothing,” Logan said. Virgil shot him a look that told Logan what the boy thought about his lying abilities.

Logan’s father put his hands on his hips. “‘Nothing’ set the rug on fire?”

“We may have been doing a small experiment,” Logan said.

“What experiment?” the king asked.

“…I don’t wish to say.”

“Logan.”

“Virgil wanted a fire knife.”

“A what?”

Virgil frowned over at Logan. “Your resistance to interrogation techniques is deplorable.”

Father turned to look at Virgil and obviously spotted the fact that Virgil was holding something behind his back.

“Give it here,” Father said, though his tone was a bit gentler with Virgil than it had been with Logan.

Virgil debated it for a moment, but then offered over the knife with a pout on his face. Father gingerly took it and the fire-resistant gloves from him. “Where did the two of you even get this knife?”

“You can’t tell her,” Logan said.

“You stole a knife from the kitchens?!” the king asked.

“We borrowed it,” Logan said.

“Can it be used for cooking anymore?”

“…Well.”

“In the intended manner.”

“No.”

“Then you stole it.”

Logan just frowned and looked away.

“I’m going to go put this in a secure location,” Father said, grimacing at the fire knife in his hands. “No more experiments for you two for a month. I’ll sic Patton on you.”

With that, he picked up what was left of the fire extinguishing powder (just in case) and turned to exit the room.

“Well,” Logan said once he was gone. “That was irresponsible.”

“I could steal it back from him.”

“N-no don’t do that.”

“I definitely could though,” Virgil said.

“I did not hear you say that,” Logan said, putting his hands over his ears. “I am not responsible for any more of your actions in this matter. I am going to the library.”

He walked out of the room then and Virgil followed him to the upstairs library. He said nothing more about the fire knife, but Logan would be a fool to suppose he forgot about it.

Chapter 56 (Thomas)

“Good day for a picnic,” Helen commented as she handed over the basket Thomas had requested from her a few days before. He was taking Logan, Patton, and Virgil to the cliffs today and it was perfect weather for it. Spring was truly here, which meant that those of Thomas’s duties that had laid dormant over the harsh winter were about to start up again.

The world had been on pause for a bit considering no armies or agents from any kingdom could get through the snow the last few months, but the concerns of last fall were showing their heads once again.

Thomas had just gotten word a day ago that the queen of Lamir had routed out a second assassin hiding in her ranks over the winter. The assassin had been sent shortly after it was made clear that the queen wouldn’t bow down after the assassination of her mother. Luckily, the assassin sent for Queen Cecil had not managed to complete her mission during the winter months.

While there had been no similar attempt on Prijaznia soil, Thomas couldn’t help but feel it was only a matter of time now that the snow had melted. They were already working on increasing security in the coming weeks and, though it was doubtful an assassin had managed to hide in the castle all winter without revealing themselves, they’d be closely scrutinizing all of the newer staff members.

It would be a stressful time in the coming months, which is why, despite everything Thomas needed to do, he was still going to take his son and his son’s friends on a picnic today. Logan had already started taking on royal duties as of late, but he still hadn’t taken them all on quite yet. Considering this was last summer before Logan was of age, they should at least try to take advantage of it where they could. Patton was a year younger, but the sentiment held for him as well.

Then there was Virgil. Despite their best efforts, they still didn’t know enough about Virgil, but Thomas was fairly sure he’d never had a summer to enjoy until now.

“Thanks for prepping lunch for us,” Thomas said to Helen with a smile.

“No problem,” she said waving them off. “I put in some of Virgil’s favorites.”

“Great,” Thomas said. “Do you know where the kids are?”

“Patton said they were going to go pet the cats, so I’d guess they’re in the gardens.”

Thomas thanked her again and told her to have a good day before exiting the kitchen. There was a nearby door that led straight towards the part of the gardens Patton and Logan had always favored. He figured they’d either still be around there or they would have wandered towards the stables by now knowing that they’d be taking horses to the cliffs.

So, he decided to simply walk the normal path from the door to the stable, hoping to find them.

His prediction ended up being hilariously correct. They were indeed on the path Thomas had chosen. It was clear they (or at least Logan) were attempting to make it to the stable. However, as was typical, a portion of the party had been waylaid by whimsy.

Logan was standing further down the path, arms crossed and frowning as he watched his friends. Patton and Virgil were surrounded by cats. Patton was sitting down, holding two of them in his lap and watching Virgil’s legs being swarmed by the rest of them, maybe two dozen in total.

Virgil looked confused, but not unhappy about the presence of so many cats. He was leaning down to try to pet them all.

Logan met Thomas’s eyes as he approached and waved a frustrated hand at the two of them. Logan couldn’t help but smile.

“Virgil fed one of them,” Logan complained as though he wanted Thomas to somehow go into the past and prevent this crime.

Patton and Virgil looked over at Thomas, noticing him when Logan addressed him.

“You’re going to make Princess Marisol jealous,” Thomas said. Logan frowned at Thomas as he used the ‘Princess’ label for the cat.

“Princess Marisol decided not to come,” Virgil said with a shrug. He continued to pet one of the cats.

“She’s probably sleeping on my pillow,” Logan said, sounding grumpy.

Thomas just chuckled. Princess Marisol was technically Logan’s cat, at least that’s what the kids said, and she did spend much of her time in the royal rooms. However, she was very clearly actually Virgil’s cat. Virgil just spent a lot of time in the royal wing as well.

In fact, Thomas still didn’t know where Virgil was supposed to be sleeping. He and Mr. Deknis had actually tried to tail him a couple of times, but he always ended up sleeping in Logan’s room those nights.

Knowing Virgil, he might just sleep in the walls. Though that still did not answer the question of where his parents or guardians were. They still had not figured it out. Thomas would assume he was an orphan who’d snuck onto castle grounds for safety, but Virgil had told Mr. Deknis during their first meeting that he was supposed to be in the castle, and it had not been a lie.

Then again, it had slowly become apparent that Virgil was good at dodging the multrum’s powers. It was starting to seem more likely that he’d somehow inserted a second meaning into his answer to Mr. Deknis that night than he somehow had some ghost guardian no one was able to locate working in the castle.

“She deserves the pillow more than you,” Virgil said, bringing Thomas’s thoughts back to the situation at hand. The look of audacity on Logan’s face made Thomas chuckle.

Thomas cut in before it could become a fight. “I could get Princess Marisol a pillow, so she doesn’t sleep on yours. Or we can get you a new pillow if you’d prefer, Logan.”

“It’s not about the pillow for her,” Logan argued. “It’s about her inflated sense of superiority.”

“She deserves it,” Virgil declared. Thomas could tell he was just trying to rile Logan up, and Thomas was sure Logan knew it too, but still his son reacted exactly in the way Virgil wanted him to.

“You have enabled and encouraged this behavior from the start!” Logan seethed.

“She’s a Princess.”

“She is not a princess!”

Patton shook his head while squeezing the cats in his arms, completely used to this behavior at this point. He ran a chin idly over one of the cat’s heads while watching the argument.

“We’re never going to make it to the picnic at this rate,” Thomas said to him, “and after your mother made all of this wonderful food.”

“You’re the dad,” Patton said. “Make them stop.”

And, of course, Patton did just mean that he was Logan’s dad with that statement. However, when he glanced back up at the silly argument still going on between his son and the cat covered boy on the ground, it did almost look like a fight between siblings.

Especially with the dark hair and stubborn but mischievous look in Virgil’s eyes, Thomas could almost imagine the boy being his own child.

He shook away the thoughts and glanced at the picnic basket in his hand.

“We do have a lot of food in this basket,” Thomas said, pitching his voice up so that Logan (and more importantly) Virgil would hear them clearly.

Virgil immediately turned to look at him, abandoning all interest in antagonizing Logan to look at the basket curiously.

Thomas was never sure if he should be amused or worried about how food motivated Virgil often was.

“What’s in the basket?” Virgil asked.

“I’m not sure,” Thomas said. “Patton’s mom made it. We’ll just have to see once we get to the picnic area.”

Virgil nodded in understanding and began to gently scoot all of the cats out of his lap. Logan rolled his eyes, but didn’t seem inclinded to continue the argument he’d been dragged into. Virgil and Patton got to their feet and they continued on their way towards the stabels.

The horses Thomas had requested be prepared for their trip were already in sadles, though the stabel hand who had been handling Mr. Apples seemed a bit dirtier and more exhausted than the rest.

#proofread stories #not writing

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I posted 19,391 times in 2022

That's 7,013 more posts than 2021!

5,934 posts created (31%)

13,457 posts reblogged (69%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@hldailyupdate

@lovingstheantidote

@twopoppies

@dailytomlinson

@daisiesonafield-blog

I tagged 17,204 of my posts in 2022

Only 11% of my posts had no tags

#0 - 1,053 posts

#ask - 5,431 posts

#lt tour - 2,094 posts

#love on tour - 848 posts

#you are home - 228 posts

#coachella - 202 posts

#fitf promo - 199 posts

#lol - 184 posts

#faith in the future - 169 posts

#harry’s house - 149 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#is that he’s going to cause an absolute hysteria and i’m not sure if he’s going to be able to ignore that afterwards and go back to his pas

My Top Posts in 2022:

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Harry saying his house right now is just piles of things he's trying to sort through and clear the space. So the woman has the heart to ask him why and if he's a messy person and he just goes ☺️ No I don't think I am ☺️

I wonder who is messy and made Harry's life a living hell before going on tour for the most part of the year

950 notes - Posted April 1, 2022

"I've been really open about my sexuality to my friends" said no straight person ever.

1,039 notes - Posted April 26, 2022

Pleaaaaseee Harry’s face at the end 😭😭

LOL what I love about Liam is that he knows exactly how to get under Louis' skin, and that's using Harry to tease him. It works every single time ahahah I wonder if this still happens between them so many years later!

If I wasn't a larrie already I feel like these kinds of videos would be the ones that would make me really consider the entire thing, the way Louis reacts when Liam uses Harry to tease him is so obviously about jealousy, and there are SO MANY videos just like this one. You literally can't brush off his reaction as something else. But I suppose some people are just blind and refuse to see what is literally right in front of their eyes.

1,401 notes - Posted May 13, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I originally didn’t pay that much attention to Satellite because int didn’t seem as lyrically complex as other songs, but after listening to it a few times, I keep thinking about the lines in Habit, “Took some time cause I ran out of energy/playing someone I heard I’m supposed to be” and “You gave me the time and the space/I was out of control and I'm sorry, I let you down.” I hear Satellite talking about someone who seems to have taken some space to figure themself out until they’re ready to talk things through, and Harry reassuring them that he’s always right there waiting for them to pull him back, that he’s never far and will be there to catch them. They shouldn’t worry, he’s stuck in their orbit (the habit that he can’t break?) and he’s not going anywhere. *cries in an uncool way*

oh my fUCKING GOD

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danmainacc · 2 years

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200 FOLLOWER EVENT !!

omg i can’t believe we’re already at 200 !! i am so thankful for all of your love and support despite my crazy upload schedule. so your gift is this !! you guys will be able to request a few details in a short imagine which I will write for you, sfw and nsfw ;) plz limit the dialogue to 3 per request. and I’ll add more dialogue later ( header credit to qoeww )

place !!

1. Mike, Tony, Lou’s/The Brothers’ Pizza

2. Living Room

3. Kitchen

4. Leo’s Bedroom

5. Donnie’s Bedroom

6. Raph’s Bedroom

7. Mikey’s Bedroom

8. Dojo

9. Alleyway

10. Rooftop

11. Turtle Tank

12. Shower/Tub/Pool

13. Central Park

14. Museum

15. Library

dialogue !!

16. “I’m gonna fight that guy for you.” “Please don’t...”

17. “Why didn’t you just ask for help?”

18. “Okay so.......funny story.....”

19. “You saved my life....why?”

20. “You’ll never lay a hand on her again.”

21. “You can sleep now. It’s safe. I’ll protect you.”

22. “Shut up and lay down. You’re sick and shouldn’t be working this hard.”

23. “I hope you don’t get up this early for just anyone.”

24. “Are you really asking questions right now? I have a gun pointed at you!” “Dude, you think you’re the first person to point a gun at me.”

25. “If we die like this, I’m gonna kill you.”

26. “I love you so much it hurts.”

27. “Name one time I’ve ever done _____.” “How much time ya go?”

28. “Say what you want and it’s yours.” “You.” “Coming right up-wait, WHAT?!”

29. “You’re gonna be the death of me.”

30. “My dearest, the apple of my eye, light of my life, my-.” “What do you want?”

place !!

1. Mike, Tony, Lou’s/The Brothers’ Pizza

2. Living Room

3. Kitchen

4. Leo’s Bedroom

5. Donnie’s Bedroom

6. Raph’s Bedroom

7. Mikey’s Bedroom

8. Dojo

9. Alleyway

10. Rooftop

11. Turtle Tank

12. Shower/Tub/Pool

13. Central Park

14. Museum

15. Library

dialogue !!

31. “You shouldn’t have stuck your tongue down the throat of someone who loves you more.”

32. “I’m baring my soul to you and you’re horny??”

33. “Bed. Now.”

34. “Safe word is pi to the ninth decimal.”

35. “Fuck. Me.”

36. “Argue all you want, we both know you belong to me.”

37. “You like that, don’t ya?”

38. “Damn, that mouth of yours is gonna get you in trouble.”

39. “Shhh, they’ll hear us.”

40. “Bite me.”

41. “Head down, ass up.”

42. “Again. I wanna hear my name again.”

43. “You know what I want.”

44. “I want you so bad, it hurts.”

45. “Do you know how a turtle takes his mate?”

...

#rottmnt #rise of the tmmt #200 Follower Event

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mcbangle · 1 year

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I posted 2,756 times in 2022

That's 657 more posts than 2021!

46 posts created (2%)

2,710 posts reblogged (98%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@bethanyactually

@believesinponds

@unpretty

@ivecarvedawoodenheart

@naryrising

I tagged 2,147 of my posts in 2022

Only 22% of my posts had no tags

#dracula daily - 259 posts

#snerk - 98 posts

#oooooh - 90 posts

#the owl house - 85 posts

#us politics - 56 posts

#check please - 37 posts

#psa - 34 posts

#star wars - 33 posts

#know your history - 31 posts

#toh spoilers - 31 posts

Longest Tag: 106 characters

#every now and then i remember huh. i could go to a movie if i wanted. i could call out of work if i wanted

My Top Posts in 2022:

[Jonathan Harker] has won all hearts by his sweetness and gentleness.

-Letter, Sister Agatha, Hospital of St. Joseph and Ste. Mary, Buda-Pesth, to Miss Wilhelmina Murray, 12 August, Dracula

He really has, hasn't he?

82 notes - Posted August 12, 2022

It continues to amaze me how many apparently fully-grown adults continue to struggle with the concept of “I am not the target audience of this piece of media, and that’s OK.”

I really do think it’s part of the same phenomenon of “The Kids Today are bad and wrong and foolish because they use technology that didn’t yet exist when I was a child and had different formative experiences from mine that shaped them in different ways.” They hate it when you point this out to them, though.

142 notes - Posted March 12, 2022

I’ve been numbly reading about the U.S. Supreme Court’s decision striking down NY’s concealed carry law and I’m just devastated. With all the news about the expected upcoming Roe v Wade decision this was not on my radar at all. It never once occurred to me that the Supreme Court with expand gun rights in this way and in the wake of so many horrific mass shootings.

There is something very wrong with my country, and I worry that we will be living with the repercussions for decades.

162 notes - Posted June 23, 2022

I'm so glad to hear that Lucy is feeling better! I, as a genre-savvy person, am sure that she will be perfectly fine tonight, will call Dr. Seward if she needs anything, and that absolutely nothing will go horribly wrong from here on out...

178 notes - Posted September 9, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Everything I’ve learned about “Our Flag Means Death” from Tumblr

Without having seen an episode.

It looks good! I’d watch it if I had HBO Max, but I don’t, so.

Stede is a gentleman pirate who kind of looks like Aziraphale. I think he might not be very good at being a pirate, but his crew likes him anyway.

There is a sewing contest to make Stede’s flags. One of the flags has a cat on it?

Stede gets sick or injured or something and is laid up in bed.

Blackbeard, who is also called Ed and is played by Taika Waititi, visits Stede in his bedchamber.

Blackbeard wears all leather except for one arm which is sleeveless and covered in tattoos. Everyone, including the showrunners, agree that an all-leather outfit would be uncomfortable for a pirate of the Caribbean, but that the outfit nonetheless looks hot.

Blackbeard’s flag has a cool skeleton wearing a pirate hat and holding a spear. Early on, some fans were concerned that the flag was historically inaccurate because the real Blackbeard flag had a bleeding heart. This will be important later.

Blackbeard pokes around and looks at Stede’s stuff and is very intrigued.

At some point they try on each others’ clothes and at one point (possibly the same point??) they go to a fancy ball.

Their two crews are initially suspicious of this situation and each other but eventually they all become friends and/or fall in love except for one guy on Blackbeard’s crew who persistently Does Not Like Stede.

Speaking of the crew, one of them is nonbinary and initially wears a beard and fake nose but then they don’t, and eventually they fall in love with someone too.

At one point Blackbeard, Stede and another, foppish-looking crewmember go on some kind of expedition in the jungle. Blackbeard spends a lot of time making heart eyes at Stede and foppish-looking crewmember spends a lot of time observing Blackbeard’s heart eyes and at some point in that episode the foppish looking guy says “This is happening”.

I think foppish looking guy has a boyfriend too, or at least a love interest.

Blackbeard and Stede get captured by enemies and are made to lie facedown on the deck. Stede says something like “You came back!” and Blackbeard says something like “I never left” and then the camera pulls back and Blackbeard gently nudges Stede’s foot with his own.

Blackbeard shaves his beard off??

Ed and Stede are sitting on the beach. Ed tells Stede that Stede makes Ed happy. They kiss and then Stede tells Ed that Ed makes Stede happy. They make plans to run away together to China.

Then - tragedy strikes, I assume??? Something happens and evidently they do not run away to China together.

Ed gets drunk and wraps himself in a blanket (is it Stede’s blanket?) and sings, I think? And everyone feels sorry for him.

Stede goes back to his wife and kids, but they don’t actually want him around. Stede’s wife tries to kill him, and he leaves and gets on a boat to presumably become a pirate again and maybe find Ed?

But wait, what’s this? Blackbeard blackened his eyes and painted a beard on his face (?) and now he is Angry! And he abandons Stede’s crew on the tiniest island ever!

Close-up on Blackbeard’s flag, which now has a new panel sewn on of a bleeding heart, the same one that history buffs said was missing in the early episodes, symbolizing his broken heart, dun-dun-dunnnn!!!

How did I do?

182 notes - Posted April 1, 2022

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blackwidownat2814 · 1 year

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I posted 3,067 times in 2022

That's 2,019 more posts than 2021!

55 posts created (2%)

3,012 posts reblogged (98%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@foreverindreamlandd

@angrythingstarlight

@jobean12-blog

@bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

@munsons-maiden

I tagged 2,438 of my posts in 2022

Only 21% of my posts had no tags

#bucky barnes - 568 posts

#bucky barnes x reader - 452 posts

#eddie munson - 424 posts

#bucky barnes x you - 422 posts

#bucky barnes fanfiction - 387 posts

#eddie munson x reader - 305 posts

#eddie munson fanfiction - 299 posts

#eddie munson x you - 292 posts

#eddie munson x female!reader - 206 posts

#bucky barnes x y/n - 206 posts

Longest Tag: 90 characters

#for the mexicans and the atheists and pagans and the iranians and iraqis and everyone else

My Top Posts in 2022:

I just need everyone to know that @blizzspeaks is a QUEEN and amazing person. That is all.

PS: go read her work!!!!

19 notes - Posted March 25, 2022

Um...what?

Thanks go out to @give-me-a-moose for bringing this to my attention. I’m famous now, so ask questions must go through my ‘people’. Thank yew.

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Roll the Dice (B.B)

Summary:

Then.

After an argument with your mother, you rage-search for a new job, eventually landing on the homepage of your local county and off the cuff, apply for an opening at the library you frequented as a child.

Your first day on the job changed your life. A few years later, you got your Master’s in Library Science, and left your hometown...

…and you ended up in Manhattan at the New York Public Library, a few blocks from a certain Tower.

And after meeting the Black Widow herself, Natasha Romanoff, when she, Captain America, the Falcon, Wanda, and Thor came to do a program for the kids one weekend, Nat and Captain Rogers (“Please, call me Steve.”) invited you back to the Tower to meet the rest of the team.

And the rest, as they say, is history…

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x female!reader

Word Count: 3490

Warnings: fluff.

A/N: I haven’t written anything in almost three(?) years. I just stopped. But then, I sat down in March 2021 to watch The Falcon & the Winter Soldier and my brain started poking me to write so many different plot bunnies, y’all have no idea. I was inspired to actually finish something thanks to @pellucid-constellations #LoveLettersWritingChallenge.

I am new to writing reader insert fic, so I wrote what I know and that’s being Latina. I am constantly reading up on how to make reader insert fics more inclusive, so I will try to make it less specific next time I write. However, once again, I am Latina so that might come up now and again, while I get used to writing all inclusively.

Also, thanks to @beefybuckrrito for all the help in beta-ing this oneshot! You the best queen! Another shout out to my girl Col @foreverindreamlandd for no reason other than she’s awesome!

‼️⚠️I do not give permission for any of my work to be copied, translated or reposted anywhere else but on my own blog.⚠️‼️

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My #1 post of 2022

wip meme

post the last line you wrote (from any wip) and tag the same number of people as there are words.

Tagged by the awesome @thisonesatellite

Heimdall and Loki stood unbothered in New Himinbjorg...

-From my attempt at a Bucky x reader, with Hanahaki disease as a main part of the story. Still working on ironing out the details.

Tagging: @foreverindreamlandd @jobean12-blog @navybrat817 @writing-for-marvel @radiantheartbeat @just-chirpin @tuiccim @sillyrabbit81

186 notes - Posted April 22, 2022

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maybe-this-will-help-me · 2 years

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Got to 70 reasons not to s*lf h*rm recently, so I thought I’d share.

Stopping a self destructive behavior is really hard. Even for me, who is 3+ years clean. But whenever I feel the “urge” I read this list and take deep breathes. We can all get through this ❤️

Reasons not to S-H:

1. We don’t do that anymore

2. It's been (X time) and since I last engaged in self-harm.

3. I have others ways to cope with problems

4. I don't want scars.

5. That’s Sooooo 2014

6. I'll be proud of myself tomorrow.

7. I can decide to treat myself with kindness.

8. I don’t deserve any more trauma in my life

9. I can use youper

10. I want to show respect for my body.

11. I'm smart enough to help myself in other ways.

12. I am a strong and resourceful person.

13. I want to be someone who doesn't cut.

14. I can find ways to tolerate my emotional pain

15. I can tolerate being upset without self-injury.

16. I can love myself until the urge passes.

17. Emotionally healthy people find ways to cope.

18. I may feel better an hour from now.

19. I don't have to make a bad situation worse.

20. I like my skin.

21. I don't want to hide my body.

22. I don't need more trauma in my life.

23. I know life will get better without cutting.

24. I can temporarily decide to be self-compassionate

25. I can wait to see if I change my mind later.

26. I am worthy of recovery.

27. I don't want to delay my healing.

28. Life is already challenging and cutting makes my life harder.

29. You’ll be disappointed in yourself if you do it

30. I can be a strong person.

31. I believe in myself.

32. I can accept my urges but choose to do something else.

33. I hate the guilt that comes from self-injury.

34. I can choose to love myself.

35. There are too many cons and not enough pros.

36. I might need to go to the hospital if I really hurt myself. Do you really want to go to the hospital?

37. Self-harm is embarrassing to talk about.

38. Cutting and burning are messy.

39. I scar easily.

40. Self-harm makes me hate myself.

41. I can handle the ups and downs in life

42. I'll be proud of myself if I resist.

43. Self-injury is sad.

44. I’m gonna do what’s called a pro gamer move *finds healthy ways to cope that aren’t self-harm*

45. People will pity me.

46. It will hurt tomorrow.

47. It will hurt in the shower

48. I have goals.

49. I'm working towards being a healthier person.

50. I am courageous and brave today.

51. I can reduce my suffering in other ways.

52. I don't want for others to think less of me.

53. I hate being covered up while I wait for my body to heal.

54. I can accept my emotional pain.

55. Self-injury doesn't solve problems.

56. I'm not a slave to my emotions.

57. Do you really want to risk it?

58. I don't deserve self-injury.

59. I can image a life without self-harm.

60. I'm going to be okay.

61. I can journal instead of self-harming.

62. I can cook instead of self harming

63. I can knit/crochet instead of self harming

64. What if you get blood on your pretty white sheets?

65. Do you even have the right bandages?

66. Things will get better when I get better.

67. I value happiness.

68. Cutting isn't meaningful and meaning is important to me.

69. I take responsibility for my recovery.

70. I love myself

#mental health #recovery #recoverycore #selfharn #self healing #possibly triggering #coping

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Day 31 of Whumptober 2022: I love you

Day 31 of Whumptober 2022!

No. 31 A LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL

Comfort | Bedside Vigil | “You can rest now.”

Timeline-wise my current shorts go: Day 2 -> Day 15 -> Day 5 -> Day 30 -> Day 16 -> Day 25 -> Day 1 -> Day 18 -> Day 22 -> Day 13 - > Day 29 -> (Day 4 -> Day 9*) -> Day 3 -> Day 7 -> Day 8 -> Day 21 - > Day 19 -> Day 6 -> Day 28 -> Day 11 -> Day 12 -> Day 23 -> Day 14 -> Day 17 -> Day 24 -> Day 26 -> Day 20 -> Day 31

*Day 4 and 9 do not happen in the same AU where Ludwig exists.

Days 10 and 27 are a modern AU.

Victor is my human fleshsmith inventor (KibblesTasty Homebrew class) from a long-running DnD adventure.

Ludwig Richter is a tiefling and a former gravedigger turned archeologist who wields a rifle and a battle shovel named Charon that I play in a TTRPG.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42769536 (AO3 link)

I love you

"I… can’t believe, you actually pulled it off… you… undead bastard."

Ludwig tries desperately to keep his stoic face even as his voice obviously cracks. His lips curl up against his will and his facial muscles twitch uncomfortably as he attempts to block his tear ducts and pull the salty liquid back down. His scarred eye sockets flare up in pain at this strain.

"Fuck…"

His third eye, thankfully, does not possess a similar property. He knows it can somehow cry. Despite having no physical connection to the rest of his body. Thankfully, it does not seem to want to. Although he can feel the first pings of a headache that will undoubtedly result from keeping it open for so long.

“Yes. Yes, I did.”

Victor has not seen his old partner in… three decades now. He should have aged. And he did. But not nearly as much as he expected. He guesses the Tower wants to keep its Keepers alive for as long as possible. Granted, he himself looks the same as the day he died. With only a black scar around his neck as a reminder of the loss of his life.

Ludwig’s eyes, however, his beautiful black and gold eyes are lost for good. Victor is looking into his empty scarred sockets. Apparently, it happened quite recently. His mind is already filled with options. He would make him a new pair. Just as gorgeous as the one he had. He is excited to work on this new project.

"I am alive. Again. And I will have to ask you not to press me on how. I’m sure you can think of several reasons of why I won’t-"

"I don't care then."

Victor stops his sentence without closing his mouth. His eyes are staring straight into his working magical one in clear surprise.

"It is… an odd thing to say for me, I know, but I couldn't care less about why or how. At least at the moment.” Ludwig chuckles to himself. “I… No, you know what, before I say anything else.”

He takes a deep breath to collect himself and grabs Victor by the shoulder so tight they hurt. But he can’t let him disappear now. Not again.

“Victor."

"Yes?" His left eyebrow arches.

Something about Ludwig does feel different but he has no idea what it is.

"I love you, Victor.” Ludwig says in a level voice and sighs with content, letting go of his shoulders. “Sorry. I just had to get it out. I can't help this frankly paranoid thought that you might be gone again at any second and I would not be able to say it. You know, I've spent decades thinking about it. Even if you don't feel the same way anymore or even if you never had…" Ludwig stops his rant as he notices the lack of change in Victor’s expression. "Vic?"

His gaze is blank and his smile is frozen, reminding Ludwig of a cursed doll with glass eyes he picked up for his collection a good decade ago. He would have to show it to him later. He will adore the materials.

But for now he lightly pokes Victor’s chin with his tail to bring him back to reality.

"I see." Victor finally answers in exactly the same calm tone as before. "This is… unexpected."

"Is it though?"

Victor's expression breaks and he bursts into genuine laughter.

"No. No, not really, now that I think about it."

Ludwig lets out a tired huff.

"Have you never thought about it until this point? You have been calling me “love” since the first week of us knowing each other."

"No. Actually no. I call a lot of people “love”, to be honest." He admits with a sly smile and catches Ludwig’s hands that are on its way to his throat to press a kiss to them. "I was already way too attached to you for my liking. And if this… whole love situation came into the equation, shit would become even more complicated, you know."

"I do… I did not realize this for a long time. A couple years, though, not decades. And then… I did not want to restrain you. In case… our goals stopped aligning and you wanted to part ways. For good."

“Which kind of happen.”

“You know, there are better ways to tell a person you don’t want to be with them anymore than dying.”

“True. But that one’s kind of on you, my dear killer.”

“Victor, I’m so…”

“Just kidding, just kidding.” Victor laughs and unsuccessfully dodges a punch to the shoulder. “I get it. I don’t blame you. Blah-blah-blah. You cut my head off. I went ahead and died. It happens. Not that important.”

Now it is Ludwig's turn to stare blankly, so Victor leans over to give him a quick kiss on the lips.

"I think at this point we are not even in the "until death do us part" territory.” The Doctor giggles. “So. Let’s just say I left you for a while to take a breather but then decided that I like it better by your side.”

“A decades long breather. Okay. Got you.”

Ludwig lets himself grin at his stupid suggestion. He missed him much.

“If this is what we're doing, why the fuck not go all out, ey?" Victor shrugs pulling Ludwig into a deep proper kiss.

Ludwig relaxes in his partner’s arms, letting his third and only eye close. They part away for a moment and return for a hug.

"Sounds… I like the way it sounds."

"Then, Ludwig, love… I love you.” Victor whispers into his ear. “Let’s do a proper relationship like proper people do, okay? Let’s go on a few nice little dates. With cute little flowers that don’t try to eat us. I’ll make some non-poisonous ice cream and new eyes for you. We’ll meet each other’s parents. Exchange some useless non-magical rings and die of old age, letting out forty cats feast on our flesh."

"I think your definition of proper needs some work…” Ludwig sighs with a wide smile. “But I'm in. At least for the normal date part."

“What about ice cream? And eyes?”

“Oh, yes, of course. I assumed those are part of the date.”

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