trick or treat

Hello there! Here is your gift:

Let the winds carry you where they may. Make friends with the autumn leaves that join you as the earth descends into slumber. Sing to them; the wind longs to carry your voice. Find peace in the quiet death of all things, knowing spring will return in it’s own time.

dying rn

Writing! Writing! Writing!

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“Where did you go, Luigi?”

“None of your business.”

“It’s one hundred percent my business!” Mario explodes. “You left me - no note, no warning - to deal with all of this!” He waves his arms wildly at the torn hillside, patches of emerald-green and sunshine yellow having faded to a sickly, withering grey. 

“Oh, come on, Mr. Hero!” the words rocket from Luigi’s mouth before he can stop himself, the mocking appellation the same as the one he had lobbed at his brother in the empty desolation of the Sammer Kingdom. “You always want to deal with this stuff yourself. I was gone for three days. Even someone as helpless as me can get through three days without tripping over their own shoelaces.”

That was a lie, of course. Luigi had made it all of half a morning before nearly damning himself to an eternity in Jaydes’s realm by his own hand.

{ A Slow BURN, of Aaron Hotchner & Fem! Reader. As of right now, you jst look like you!! Not any race color. }

New Episode, Criminal Minds. Which comes with,

Tw ; Gore, Description of Dead Bodies, Slow Burn, 2022 writing (that im fixing rn!), use of You(s) instead of I(s) and her!!

New Case. - Part 3

“Alright, Lets begin.”

JJ said as she put the screen up. A picture of a young girl with (H/C) {hair color!} and soft looks.. appeared on the tv, Jennifer sighed as she looked at the file. Everyone looked at it, As it said.. “Kasse Jayde Cole” “16”

“Police said that Kasse was found in Chicago, {___} at 3:30AM in a park, by park rangers as well. The wounds on her body was completely fresh.”

“Don’t people call 3AM between 4AM the "witching hour" or something?”

You said it quietly but yet everyone heard you.. You looked back at the file, already knowing that reid will say something smart about what you said but. As you flipped through the stuff.. you saw the wounds, it creeped you out really. It looked like vampire bites in vampire romance books or movies or shows too..

“Actually, it wasn’t always the witching hour. It was when "demons" were strongest.. but then, as early as 1775 Rev. Matthew West in the poem "Night, an Ode" started the thing where they called 3AM and the time between that through 4AM the "witching hour"!”

Reid said, and explained. No one stopped him well… you didn’t let them, he has been shut up one too many times. And you care about how he feels so! What if he feels bad about rambling- anyways.. You were looking at reid before looking at the file again. Sighing as you kept staring into the picture of the wound, it felt familiar. Way too familiar, it’s like you have seen the same wound somewhere, just somewhere.. it messed with your mind a lot, you shook your head before looking up at Jennifer or JJ.

“Go on jj..”

“As I was saying. The police called us as they have been dealing with the same problem each time, as so in the files.. This is the fifth victim, the media has been calling the unsub "Vampire" and the police has been encouraging it.”

JJ paused as she pressed a button on the remote that made another picture pop up, a girl with (E/C) and (S/C) {eye color & skin color} You looked a small shocked before shaking your head again, you looked through the file until the girl’s picture popped up.

“Jasmine Bayou Isuma. The police said she was found in an adandom warehouse by teens, the same wounds on her neck like Kasse. Clearly like vampire bites as to the unsub’s name. But Jasmine looked like she was there in the warehouse for a couple of days, but something that they both had been completely drained out of blood, Kasse and Jasmine.”

You looked up from the file and to the screen, completely more shocked than you looked like before. You tried to put stuff together as you looked back at the file, reading Jasmine’s page.. You compared their photos of their dead body. Both pale and their wounds in the same place.. you looked absolutely confused. Before you could say anything, JJ spoke up again.

“There was another girl, but her body was cut off besides her head and neck. The unsub kept the head and neck together as to show her wound on her neck, the same wounds on Jasmine and Kasse.. As of right now, they haven’t found the rest but they do know the identity of the girl. Her name was Eleanor.”

You sighed softly, looking at the picture of Eleanor. It was her high school yearbook picture.. she looked so happy there, Eleanor’s next picture was her head and neck cut off from the rest of her body. It was upsetting that each one of these girls had a whole life ahead of them and all three were only sixteen. You quickly got snapped out of your own thoughts by a chair moving back loudly, it was Hotchner getting up. You absolutely sighed, make annoyed and everyone but him heard it, Derek looked at you and smirked at you teasingly. You glared at him immediately when he did that.

“Alright. Wheels up in thirty.”

WELL! Its another part of new case😊 and get ready!! im literally abt to MAKE A BUNCH OF STORIES. i dont have writer block anymore people!! The next is gonna be surprising! I don’t know how this is alr to post because i haven’t proofread it yet but its alr- i have a bunch of stories to do rn so.. its fun writing this type of series 😊😊

- Akira!.. Akira! Logging.. logg- logging off..

im not very good with compliments, but i reread your fics over and over. many a time has the "youve already left kudos here" vexed me. but i love how intimate and passionate your bruce and jason are. theyre so normal about each other. theres this thread of unhinged obsession w them thats fundemental to my love of the ship and it comes from your writing mostly. your fics got me into jayde and was the first batman fic i ever read. the words will come, and ill read damn near anything you put out. hope this helps cheer you up some

wait wait wAIT anon you're killin' me here like this, im actually blubbering from these kind words.... i'd just say, there's truly no greater compliment to a fic writer than to be told someone rereads your stuff???? 🥺🥺🥺 to write stories is to make connections with people i'd never know but there's just something really nice with being told that those connections are there.

when the words finally come home to me, i'd love to write not just brujay but jayde again!! or maybe even hit up those old poly ideas sitting around in my drafts.

OC Tag Game

Tagged by @malabadspice, thank you! The OCs I'm going to be focusing on are Adrienne and Jayde Shepard (Mass Effect), Dani (Uncharted) and Marie (Band of Brothers). The spidersonas I'm designing are not finished so I can't use them yet.

Tagging: if you guys want (and anyone else wants to because I'm not sure how many of my mutuals have OCs lol) @soft-girl-musings & @spinejackel

under the cut because it's long

Favorite OC: I'm going to have to say Marie Docherty from my Band of Brothers fanfic A Woman At War. Definitely one of my favorite fanfictions I've ever written, a lot of research, blood, sweat, and tears went into this story. Not based on ego but I based her off of me so I was able to be realistic with her and keep her grounded. I had some art stuff based on her back in the day that I haven't uploaded to this blog yet.

Newest OC: Jayde Shepard, created her when I did a full renegade playthrough with the Mass Effect Legendary Edition release

Oldest OC: Adrienne Shepard, my paragon sweetheart that I absolutely love. I am also writing a fanfic centered around her Beyond the Deep. I need to post more about her on this blog, I'm neglecting my Mass Effect OCs!

Meanest OC: Definitely Jayde Shepard, she's my renegade baddie who will do whatever it takes to survive and complete a mission. Sometimes that involves casualties along the way.

Softest OC: This is a hard one, all of my OCs whether they started off sort or not, grow up hardened with conflict and trauma. I want to say Adrienne, but she has her moments where she's not, so I don't know I guess?

Most Aloof/Standoffish OC: Dani I would say. When she's on the hunt to collect something, she gets super focused on business when she has to be. She'll open up eventually, but she'd rather not talk to people, she's all about action.

Dumbest (Affectionate) OC: This is kind of a hard one, they're all at some level of intelligence, but I'm going to say Marie just based on time period. She is more educated than other women of her era (being born in the 1920s), but it's really the time period that is holding her back from being as smart and educated.

Smartest OC: This is another hard one, but I'm going to have to say Dani. Since she is a treasure hunter from a family of collectors, she is extremely knowledgeable when it comes to world history, art history, and can name everything about an artifact or object just from looking at it. She is also multilingual.

OC I'd Probably Be Friends With: I want to say all of them lol, but I could see myself connecting with Dani the most because of our love for art history (specifically ancient East Asian art) and martial arts.

Spoilers for The Stars Are Legion by Kameron Hurley

Overall verdict:

- Extremely cool worldbuilding, and while I enjoyed the weird ass world as something that's taken by the characters as a given, I wouldn't mind a sequel that explores the origin of how the whole ships-that-are-worlds-taken-over-by-cephalophod-parasites came about. (Dyson spheres gone cthulhu-ically wrong?)

- To tie in with the above, more clarity on exactly why Zan wanted to get out of the Legion? The book works as a mystery working to the conclusion that she wants to get out, but I'd like to know exactly why, given that Zan's arm apparently has the power to heal ships/worlds, so you'd think the smarter thing would be to. stay. and heal the other ships/worlds in the Legion, especially in tandem with Jayd/Rasida's world-bearing womb thingy. I thought this was laying crumbs for a sequel but apparently not?

- Some incredible - maybe unintentional? it's hard to gauge in first person narratives - unreliable narrator stuff going on here with Jayd trying to convince me she's a mastermind and that Rasida is insane, when her entire PoV is about? Not anticipating some pretty obvious betrayals and twists? And having to depend on characters like Sabita to get things going? And Rasida (while despicably evil) is not doing stuff that's any worse than anything Jayd or Zan did, so I was unconvinced by the narrative trying to get me to take sides to support Zan and Jayd's cause in this. Maybe if the story had gone more into why Zan would save the Legion by leaving it, I could have bought it more.

- Main character kinda felt flat for me. Zan fell into the usual pitfall that amnesiac main characters fall into of being flat and uncompelling. It got especially tiring when Jayd/others would go on and about how cool the non-amnesiac version of her used to be. Jayd is compelling once I started viewing her through the "unreliable narrator" lens, and Rasida is interesting, but not compelling as final villain material. I just didn't care about all the side characters of Zan's plot because I. didn't care about Zan or Zan's pov.

- Sabita had some cool fucking moments though, I kinda wish she got more time at the forefront, and a bit more of a shoutout from the narrative that she was the one who saved the day in the Jayd PoV plot thruline, and not really Jayd herself.

- Apparently the author hadn't figured out Zan and Jayd's past relationship until two months before the book was due and perhaps that's why? the relationship just didn't land for me? I bought into Rasida and Jayd's (doomed and toxic) relationship bc we're given enough crumbs throughout the book of them knowing each other since they were kids and wanting each other in various ways and knowing/admiring of each other's exploits over the years, etc. With Zan and Jayd, so much of the past relationship itself has to be hidden until the end as a mystery box, and then glossed over because of the greater mystery box reveal of Zan and Jayd's plan, that I wasn't really super devastated when they decided not to stay together at the end. I think I was supposed to be sad over their great undying romance not coming out right, and I just. wasn't.

- I struggled a lot with the first person present tense narration. I'm not even militantly against the choice in general, but in this specific instance, it felt like it made the prose much weaker than it would otherwise have been. Stuff like "I, too, can smile like a villain." just sounds so much worse in first person narrative

- Still enjoyed it enough to do a couple rereads to understand what was happening

- I definitely came away knowing I wanted to read more stuff by Kameron Hurley, because the insanely creative worldbuilding and women being allowed to be batshit evil trumps a lot of the writing/characterization drawbacks for me.

Jayde's Request Form !

hello helloooo!!!! pls ready the form carefully before making a request!!! any requests i get violating these rules will be deleted,, ty!!<3

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒: 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍!

FANDOMS I'LL WRITE FOR:

JJK

GENSHIN IMPACT

MHA

KNY (demon slayer)

ONE PIECE

CHAINSAW MAN

HOWL'S MOVING DRAGON (& other studio ghilbi movies)

CONTENT I WONT WRITE:

NSFW/SMUT

RACISM (for obvious reasons 🙋🏾‍♀️)

PEDOPHILIA

STEPCEST. (step sib character x step sib. ew)

ROMANCE W/ MINOR CHARACTERS. (basically pedophilia, but some people are a lil bit slow!)

SHIPS (if it's not ship x you, then i won't write it bc i can't do 3rd pov... so sorry!!)

stuff will be added on here the more that i write, so please be sure to check this!!

CONTENT I WILL WRITE!

SFW

FLUFF

ANGST

CHARACTER PREGNANCY (having a child, being parent(s), etcccc.)

GORE

VIOLENCE

CHARACTER DEATH

basically anything that isn't on the "i won't write it" list u can request, if u have any questions just send an ask or dm!!!

XTRA INFO!:

requests can be sent in my dms and asks, but id prefer if it was in my asks.

please please please remember to put the gender of the reader (fem, male, gn), so i know which one u want!!!

requests can be as vague or detailed as u like! but the more vague the request is, the more of it is up to my imagination, so u might want to give some detail 🤷🏾‍♀️

i kinda write my fics like 25/75 (25% headcannon n 75% writing) so just specify what you want (hc, fic, or a lil bit of both!)

it might take me a lil bit to get to ur request, so bare with me!

if there are any other questions feel free, like i said before, to send a dm or ask, no questions are stupid!💞

💌 for all of them and tell me about their s/o

(Most of my characters are aro ace lol)

Obsidian adores love letters!!! It’s aro, but loves seeing them!! It has a hard time letting people down gently tho

Michael (like me) adores them!!!! He takes every chance he gets to right letter to and remind his qpp of how much he loves him!!!! It loves doing it through memes especially <3

Michael is my fursona, thus literally me but a fox wolf thing. If I talk about his qpp, I will literally be talking about mine lol. I’m not going to do that for privacy’s sake, but know that he is the best ever and I love him so so so much and I would do anything for him <3333

Florian shows his love through small acts of kindness, so he’s not really into leaving letters. He loves writing poetry tho!!! If he got a love letter, he’s brag to everyone about how much better he is lol

Rachel doesn’t really like love letters, she prefers gifts and/or words of affirmation!!! She leaves her girlfriend so many little trinkets and things that remind them of get <3

Rachel has a girlfriend named Jayd!!! They met while out on assassin duty stuff and Jayd was smitten immediately!!!! Rachel warmed up to her over time and they are so in love and dating and plan on getting married and either dying together or becoming immortal together <3333

Aliena doesn’t get love letters. She gets letters from her fans, but never love letters. His qpp shows love by being near him and talking to him, not letters tho. If they had a chance to get one, I think they would like it (although, it is aro ace as well)

Aliena’s qpp is Roxanne Wolf!!!! Whenever Allie was introduced at the beginning of June, they hit it off instantly!!! They both had huge squishes on each other, but eventually Moon, Sun, and Chica got them together (I am so cringe, but even more free)!!! They spend every second after hours together and will sneak off during the day to visits each other!!!! <3333

Be hates love letters lol. Thinks they’re a waste of time. He doesn’t have a partner of any kind (he’s aro ace)

Shadow is also aro ace!! It doesn’t have a partner of any kind either. They’re neutral to love letters, but loves gifts <3

Trick or treat! ^.^

Hello there! Thanks for participating 😁

Here is your gift:

When it feels as though the world is turning you inside-out, turn the world outside-in. Dig up the soil of your self preservation and find the earthworms hiding underneath. Tell them hello, then blanket them in the earth once again. It helps having little friends in big places.

Outguess 1.3

Outguess 1.3 code#

An algorithm estimates the capacity for hidden data without the distortions of the decoy data becoming apparent. net Forum - General Game Discussion : derekedit via Audiogames-reflector net Forum - General Game Discussion : The Imaginatrix via Audiogames-reflector net Forum - General Game Discussion : Dungeon Diver via Audiogames-reflector net Forum - General Game Discussion : BlindNinja via Audiogames-reflector net Forum - General Game Discussion : josephweakland via Audiogames-reflector net Forum - General Game Discussion : Mitch via Audiogames-reflector net Forum - General Game Discussion : Aaron Baker via Audiogames-reflector net Forum - General Game Discussion : Alduin via Audiogames-reflector net Forum - General Game Discussion : FeatheryPeachKitsune via Audiogames-reflector net Forum - General Game Discussion : Vazbol via Audiogames-reflector net Forum - General Game Discussion : Jayde via Audiogames-reflector My advice is to own it, because the community already has. It would be foolish to say I'm a bad chef because of that one dish, and thus I'm not saying you're a bad dev for making one bad ability. If I were a restaurant owner and I cooked two hundred and ninety-nine meals, and my three hundredth made someone recoil and spit the food out, guess what? I'm on the hook for that. You can't justify the latter by claiming that you have enough of the former. There are neat gimmicks and there are just plain-old bad gimmicks. Yes, dude, that happens, and it's not cool. Standard and shadow works decently well.ahem, until you get tri-kicked to death by something eight levels lower than you because of Erratic Battler. Given the type diversity in this game, being able to switch after you wail on something is really kind of essential, even if you have gargantuan attack, because it's easy to run into a type you don't want to be facing. Sheepskin Outfit helps Wolfsyre out, and actually helps my argument because it further encourages not evolving into Werewolfsyre. If a pokemon had an ability this bad, it would be relegated to the never-used tier, no matter how good its base stats were.ĭomestress, at least, has slightly boosted stats and a Domestress-only item that makes her usable. You can be proud of a lot of things, including a lot of customization elsewhere, Aaron, but you absolutely cannot defend this one. The inability to switch busts this ability. The lowering stats on their own are bad enough. You have no idea how insanely punishing that is. You basically get one round where you have boosted stats, then you're at neutral, then you're a liability. See, here's the thing, right? I haven't seen a single person besides you saying Erratic Battler is worthwhile, and I've seen about half a dozens, self included, who dislike it. I have absolutely no idea what broke in version 1.3.0 and what you improved in 1.3.1, so it makes me curious why I want to keep updating.Īlso, you posted while I was doing it, so here we go. And if you actually did stuff like improve moves/accuracy/abilities, we kinda really wanna know about that.

Outguess 1.3 code#

I'm not saying you have to include mathematical formulas in every update, not by any stretch, but even something like "optimized code to minimize latency in online battles" would be cool. This is an issue you've had since the original manamon and beyond, and it's not doing you any favours. I know you don't want to be spoilery, but sometimes if something is improved, we'd kind of like to know what it is. Misc bug fixes and improvements is.not all that descriptive. Aaron, for the love of crumbcake, dude, please, please, please write better change logs.

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After the pictures of her and Brad surfaced online, Jayde started receiving messages, tweets and comments calling her a slut, a whore, and a gold digger on her social media accounts. She also received comments and messages telling her to kill herself and death threats. Some people accused her of trying to be Jennifer. It got to the point where Brad advised her to disconnect from social media because it was making her very upset. Instead, she made her accounts private.

The bullying and backlash were not something she had experienced before and it was like a knife to the heart. What did she do to deserve that? Nothing. Brad could handle the comments that called him disgusting and creepy. He and the people who loved him knew who he was. Jennifer tried to help by telling her fans over Twitter to leave her alone. She had nothing to do with the divorce.

Jayde’s friends thought she had done the right thing by making her accounts private. They were disgusted with the bullying and abuse. They hoped it would die down quickly. People had short attention spans, right? There would be another celebrity scandal that would distract them. At least, that’s what they hoped.

jaydejohnson: Take life one ‘Are you fucking kidding me?’ at a time.

Paris was a dream come true. She posted pictures she had taken of the city, BP, and their dinner with George. Brad also had taken a few pictures of her with her phone, which she also posted. She looked very happy and in love. When they got back to London, it was evening and time for dinner. During the three-and-a-half-hour train ride, they continued throwing ideas out about their movie. After getting a scratch piece of paper and a pen, he started writing everything down.

She told him everything about her drug addiction, including the abuse she had gone through and her relationship with Heath. They had thrown each other around while under the influence of drugs. Her friends, Mike and Chester witnessed one of their fights. They had to pull them off of each other. What happened? It got physical with them hitting each other.

Then, after it was over, they made sure they were both okay. She didn’t call it to abuse, even though her friends did because it only happened when they were using drugs. After he died, she spiraled deeper into her addiction because she blamed herself for his death. How come? She thought she could have stopped it from happening if she had been there. It was only in rehab, that she learned that it hadn’t been her fault. He was over-medicated and his body couldn’t handle it.

The fighting and his drug addiction were why she didn’t want anyone to find out. She didn’t want to disrespect his family. When they were sober, he was a great boyfriend. What about her other boyfriends? She told him everything about them. In the last relationship, she was forced to have sex. She was beaten if she said no, so she went along with it.

She was beaten while they were under the influence and when they were sober. The only time she wasn’t physically assaulted was when they were coming down from being high because he didn’t have enough energy. Instead, he threw stuff at her. It could be anything that he could get his hands on. His heart broke and shattered as she recounted in graphic detail the physical abuse. She couldn’t get out because she relied too heavily on them for drugs.

She was also terrified of them hurting themselves or her daughter, something they threatened to keep her from running away. It was constant abuse. There were police reports that she could get her hands on if he wanted to see them. No, he believed her. Her daughter was born from sexual assault. She didn’t hate or resent her daughter because she was innocent and had done nothing wrong.

One day, she was going to learn why she couldn’t keep her and how she was conceived. Her father was in prison for domestic violence against her, possession of drugs with intent to sell, and possession of firearms as a convicted felon. He would eventually be out of prison. She never wanted him to know who she was because she was afraid of him hurting her. How long was his sentence? She thought it was thirty years. More or less. Has she used drugs before?

She started smoking marijuana and drinking when she was fourteen because the guy she lived with gave it to her. It wasn’t ever an addiction. She quit when she moved out at eighteen.

“He gave you marijuana?”

“Yeah. He didn’t give a shit. He was too busy getting high on cocaine and scamming people out of millions of dollars, including me.”

“Is that the same guy who stole your money?”

“Yeah, Benjamin Price. He stole five hundred million dollars from me under the guise of putting it into investments. I got the money back, along with his house, car collection, private plane, and condo in Manhattan. I sold everything, except the house.”

She told him the story of when she and Mike went over to check it out after she got the keys. Adrien Brody, who she was dating at the time, also came over. They were in the master bedroom when he looked out the window and pointed out the house where Sharon Tate was murdered. She and Mike got freaked out but she decided that she wanted to change the sheets on the bed. He and Adrien lifted the mattress. That’s where they found drugs.

They all verified that they hadn’t touched anything before getting the fuck out. She called the police and they went through the bedroom, where they found more drugs and paraphernalia. At the time, she was upset because the bedroom was trashed. After Adrien broke up with her, it became a joke that all her bad luck was blamed on him. He laughed.

“The curse of Adrien Brody. I haven’t talked to him in years.”

“Why did you break up?”

“He couldn’t commit to me. When it happened, I was pissed off but, then I got over it.”

What was he like? He was quiet and quirky. Didn’t really say much, which was fine. She had enough energy for both of them. After him, she dated Adam Levine, who she met at Leo’s Fourth of July yacht party and they became engaged after two years of dating. She was too young to be engaged and they would have gotten divorced in a few years, so it was a great thing they never got married.

How old was she? Twenty-one? Yeah, that’s a little too young to be getting married. He was thirty-seven. She could guess how that worked out for him. He was like fine wine. That made him laugh. He then kissed her forehead. What would he do without her? He didn’t want to find out. It was tough at the moment with the online bullying, but he had hope that it wouldn’t last forever. Regardless, he wasn’t going to let it affect his relationship. He wanted to be ninety years old and have her still be by his side.

He was going to be on his deathbed and she was going to be there holding his hand. What other people thought didn’t matter. Not to him because they didn’t know how much she meant to him. She was the reason why he was finally happy.

@zoeykaytesmom @feelingsofaithless @jovichic-bonjovi4ever @borhap-au @beneathashadytree @duffs-shot-glass @geo-winchester @lokolokong-manunulat

Finally giving @badthingshappenbingo a go! Send any of these prompts (one at a time preferable) with any Sanders Sides character/s of your choosing. I also wouldn’t be averse to Catra/Adora or Shiro/Keith/Lance from She-Ra and VLD.

i dont have the brain to ask questions but this stuff is so cool and your art is so nice to look at, so i guess, is there a topic you really wanna infodump on? i know sometimes i have a specific thing i wanna talk about but dont want to seem to excited about that thing or think its kinda lame or annoying to be excited about it? so this is your sign that whatever thing you really wanna talk about is not lame or annoying and excitement makes it even better. alternatively, what is something you would want someone new to your world/characters at this stage to know?

Anon my beloved this is so nice and i have screenshotted this to look at it when I start to feel bad about myself thank you so so muchh

There really isn’t much about something specific that I want to talk about, I just genuinely adore talking about all these characters. I love answering questions, especially if it makes me think about things I didn’t think of before, and it ultimately improves the character overall!

Even if it’s something simple like “Tell me more about (character you want to hear more about)”, I would definitely answer that happily and be very grateful to whoever sent it.

I‘m having a whole lot of fun here with my characters, making them as whole and as relatable as a possibly can. I want these characters almost to feel like people you might hear about or see in real life! Everyone has their own stories thats they’re the protagonists of, including you. Isn’t that neat? I‘m trying my best to reflect this in these characters, while also experimenting with character design and some new methods of art and writing.

I only wish that it was easier to get exposure on this site, lol. Having these characters interact with characters others made would be so much fun, but it’s not something I’m too experienced in.

I guess I just want you all to have as much fun as I am having with these characters? idk if that’s selfish, I just think you guys could have fun with this in your own ways, and I really want to see it! Making people happy with my creations makes me happy :)

AWYWAY I rambled so here’s a cute little drawing of Jade & Jayd looking at a frog as an apology :)

Stumbling Hearts (Past!Stanley Uris x Reader/Current!Bill Denbrough x Reader)

“hi love! could you write a fic for Stanley's POV where he and the reader dated but he broke up with her and Bill took care of her and they eventually got together and Stanley's just jealous? and can it be based on "If I Really Love You" by Lexi Jayde? ty”- @gogo-is-cooler-than-you

Warnings: over dramatic!Stanley Uris. angst, couples fighting (yelling + light shoving), underage drinking, crying + swearing

A/N: This fic is based on a few events from my past relationship and how he and I broke up, so it’s going to hit close to home!!! You were warned :)

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“You can’t just tell me not to go somewhere, Stanley,” you yelled angrily, trying to maneuver around him so that you could get to your backpack that was sitting on his bed. He crossed his arms over his chest and slid across the floor every time you tried to go around him. “Stan, let me go see Beverly. We’ve had this night planned for weeks.”

He huffed, planting his feet firmly on the floor. “We never hang out anymore, (Y/N). Just spend one night with me. You’re so distant lately.” You stopped trying to get around him, looking at him wide eyed as you crossed your arms over your chest. “You...you never ever sleepover anymore, you don’t talk to me for more than 10 or 15 minutes at a time. I miss you, Baby.”

You looked him dead in the eye, sucking on your teeth before answering. “You’re the one who’s busy with all your classes. You’re so smart that you always have to study and you never want me to stay ‘too long’. I need attention. Beverly gives me attention. Bill gives me-“

“Bill?” he asked shocked, his arms falling down to his sides as his whole body sagged. “Bill.” He turned around, tears in his eyes as he grabbed your backpack, throwing it back in your direction. “Go then. Go see Bev.”

“Stan, I didn’t mean it like that with Bill,” you answered, still an edge of annoyance in your voice as you saw how upset he was getting. He has been ignoring you for weeks, not completely, but he didn’t offer for you to sleepover or to go to the diner. Yes, he was busy with finals, but that didn’t give him an excuse to just throw you to the side. “Stan, I’m only hanging out with Bev today. I-I don’t know why I brought up Bi-“

“I think we should take a break,” he said, his voice muffled by his palms being in his face. “I-I need to focus on school and you...I don’t know what you need to do, but-“

“So you’re giving up?” you asked, sadness washing over you as you noticed his fragile frame. He curled up on his bed, knees now to his chest. “Just throwing two years away?” He shook his head, his hands going down to the bed with a surprisingly loud thump.

“Fucking leave,” he screamed, his voice cracking dramatically. “I’m done. Out. Get the fuck out of my house. Grab your shit.”

“So now you’re breaking,” you sniffled, interrupting yourself with a voice crack, “breaking up with me?” You looked at Stan has he lifted his head up, his eyes puffy and red as he nodded slightly, breaking down in tears again. You nodded, wiping the tears off of your cheeks.

“I’ll bring all your stuff that’s at mine by in the next couple days,” you calmly responded. “You better have all my shit together, too.”

You swung the backpack over your shoulders, stomping out of his room, slamming the door shut behind you. You noticed Mrs. Uris standing at the bottom of the steps, concern washing over her face as she saw the tears running down your face.

“So I’m guessing you’re not staying for dinner?” she asked a bit awkwardly, wringing her hands in front of her as you shook your head. “Is he...”

“He’s crying if you want to go comfort him,” you answered softly. “Thank you for offering dinner. I’m sure I’ll see you at some point, not soon though.”

“Okay, Dear,” she answered distractedly, rushing upstairs to see how her son was doing. You grabbed your shoes from in front of the door, slipping them on as you rushed out the front door. You grabbed your bike, sniffling as you tried to stop crying enough to get to the quarry safely. Ultimately, you decided to head home instead, opting to explain your absence to Bev tomorrow.

You now laid in your bed, snuggling up to one of his sweaters that you, unfortunately, offered to give back. He wouldn’t miss one of them, you thought pensively. It was his giant, olive green one that made him look like a grandpa. It had swallowed him whole, which meant it was like a dress, and then some, on you. You sniffled and took heavy breaths, tears falling from your eyes and your nose being so full of mucus that you couldn’t even breath.

“He didn’t mean that,” you said to yourself softly as you sat up against your headboard. “He still loves me. He still...” Your voice trailed off as sobs racked through your body, and you pushed the hoodie further to your face. You heard a soft knock on your door, your mom calling you from the other side to tell you that there was someone on the phone for you. You told her that you’d be down in a minute, wiping the tears out of your eyes as you stood up from your bed. When you walked out the door, your mom kissed your forehead and followed you down the steps.

“Hello?” you said into the phone, your voice thick with sadness.

“I-It’s Bill,” the voice on the other end answered. You smiled softly, looking down at your feet. “S-s-stan told me what h-happened and I f-figured I’d ask y-y-you if you were ok-k-kay.” You sighed into the phone, feeling tears sting at the corner of your eyes once again.

“Yeah, I’m okay”, you lied blatantly, holding back the tears as your voice cracked. “I’m okay, Bill. Don’t worry about me.”

“I-I’m coming to p-p-pick you up and we’re going to g-go to the quarry, o-okay?” His voice was full of confidence, despite the stuttering, and he sounded as if he wanted to see you.

“Okay, I’ll be ready,” you answered, bidding him a quick goodbye. “Mom, Bill’s coming to pick me up so I won’t be having dinner with you guys.” You heard her put a pot down in the kitchen as she hollered back an “Okay, I’ll save some anyway!”

You went upstairs, changing into Stanley’s hoodie and pulling it on, slipping on your sneakers and walking out to sit on your front step and wait for Bill. A few minutes later, he pulled up in his beat up Saturn, waving at you from the driver’s side. You stood up, hugging the hoodie closer to your body as you hopped into his passenger’s side. He reached over and squeezed your knee, giving you an apologetic smile.

“I-I was thinking w-we could catch a m-m-movie at the Aladdin and then g-go to the d-diner for dinner in-instead,” he piped up as he pulled off towards the center of town. “I-I’ll p-p-p-pay.” He looked over briefly, giving you a soft smile.

“Yeah, Bill, thank you,” you answered timidly, running your right hand over your opposite arm and bringing your knees up in the seat. “You don’t have to. We can just hang out at your house if you want.” He scoffed, shaking his head.

“If S-stan couldn’t give you a pr-pr-proper date night, then I-I’m going t-t-to.” You blushed at his words, a real and big smile spreading across your face as he pulled into the parking lot by the movie theatre. He ran around to your side of the car, opening the door for you with a smile and a light blush on his cheek.

After that night, you were with Bill every night, either at your house or his, hanging out and getting to know each other more. You and Bill had always been close, ever since you were little, but he was telling you things about him that you have never heard before. He was taking you on more dates, eventually starting to hold your hand and kiss your cheek; however, you did nothing in front of the Losers. Stanley was still struggling with the breakup, being very distant when you were around and only giving you tight lipped smiles and side glances. You and Bill didn’t want to make him feel completely isolated, so you just kept it to yourselves. The only person who knew that there was anything between you guys was Bev.

She had found out that you guys were messing around when she saw you and him at the Aladdin, making out in the back row when when and Ben had come to see a movie. She confronted you both right after, in the lobby, and all three of you vowed not to say anything to Stan.

Until Stan found out that is.

You and Bill made the stupid mistake of kissing goodbye in the hallway after last period because he had baseball, and Stan had caught you two on the way to the locker room. When you had left, Stan cornered Bill, holding him against the wall by his shirt as he yelled at him for “taking his girl.” The only reason you heard about it was because Bill recounted the incident to you, which caused you to flip out on Stan. Stan avoided the hangouts for a little while after, choosing to “focus more on classes” instead of fooling around and getting drunk. That lead to all the other Losers finding out about you and Bill’s exploits.

That lead you to tonight, the first time you had seen Stan in the clubhouse since the end of March. It was the weekend before your graduation, and you all wanted to get together before the family parties that littered the summer weekends up until August. Richie, like usually, brought a bunch of beer and a bottle of vodka. You all took turns taking swigs from it until it was finished and you were all giggly. All except Stan. Stan was seething in the corner while everyone sat on the couple old mattresses that you all had managed to fit down there a few years back. He was sitting on a little bar stool, his eyes stuck on you and Bill.

Bill’s arm was around your waist, you sitting in between his spread legs, and his chin was resting on your shoulder. You were all laughing at something Mike had said when suddenly Stan’s beer clattered to the ground, cracking and spilling out the bottom. He stormed out of the clubhouse, slamming the door shut. You were immediately on your feet, handing Bill your beer as you ran after him. As you peered your head out into the Barrens, you saw him leaning against a tree.

“Stanley?” you called out, slightly worried as you stepped closer to him. “Stanley.” You said his name again but more stern, catching his attention as he had a scowl on his face and tears in his eyes. He pushed himself off the tree, facing you fully as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“Why are you out here?” he asked softly, a bad attitude evident in his voice. “Don’t you have a boyfriend to get back to?”

“Is that...is that what this is about?” you asked incredulously, trying to stifle back a scoff. “We broke up, Stan. It’s not like I was cheating on you.”

“Yeah, but you went to him,” he huffed, gesturing in the general direction of the clubhouse. “Of course you’d go to Bill. He’s better than me in every way.”

“He gives me the attention I need,” you snapped back, looking him up and down in disgust. “You stopped giving it to me. We were together for a long time and you just-“ You cut yourself off with a sob, looking down at your feet as you heard him shuffle across the leaves closer to you. You felt a hand touch your shoulder, and you moved away, looking up at him. “You broke me. Bill’s fixing me. You don’t have to be an asshole.”

“(Y/N), I’m sorry,” Stan confessed through tears. “I-I shouldn’t have done that to you. I still have that oversized Led Zepplin shirt of yours if you want it back.” You shook your head, giving him a tight smile.

“I still have the grandpa sweater,” you shrugged your shoulders. “But you can have-“

“Keep it,” he cut you off with a thin lined smile. “It looked better on you anyway.” He looked down at the leaves, crunching them until he decided to speak up. “So, we going back?”

You nodded, turning around and hearing him follow suit. “Just...be nice, okay? I don’t want you beating Bill up.”

“I’d never actually hurt him,” Stanley responded in defense. “I’d probably just shove him down or something.”

When you went back into the clubhouse, everyone smiled at you both. You took your place back in between Bill’s legs, and Stan sat next to you guys, laughing along with the jokes and including himself comfortably.

Yo, the fucktoria person....you're funny as hell. I love your asks. I've been asked what I'm giggling to myself countlessly and had to move from the living room

@/f-for-fucktoria

For some reason it’s not letting me tag her, but NO LITERALLY, I NEARLY DIE EVERY TIME I GET SOMETHING FROM HER, and I’m like honestly so surprised my eyeballs haven’t popped outta my head yet from just the shock of her genius every. Single. Time.

Plus, it honestly makes me laugh how they just do not gaf about sending asks off anon... totally consistently, too.

its like, me: oh yea ppl wont send me things to talk about when my anons are off

f-for-fucktoria: hm. anyways...

LIKE SJGKJKLADSJFK;AL queen shit. and the fact that they literally never respond to anything i post, either but still send actually INCREDIBLE stuff in? i genuinely love it and find it so funny ...

I am straight up waiting for their writing blog to drop and have been meaning to suggest that they make one soon LOOOOOL (just wait until you see this one bakugo ask they sent me) 😩😩😩

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Also, in regard to your second ask:

While normally, I might be inclined to agree with you, because Jayde isn’t a writing/ask based blog, I’m totally okay with you complimenting them through me!!!

Like obvs if you can send the message directly to them you should, but I totally understand the sentiment (and why it’s easiest to just say on my blog) and don’t think you did anything wrong… despite how sweet it is of you to be so considerate toward me LOL☃️💓

Thank you for enjoying my add-ons as well, tho… I’m glad I can do Jayde’s thoughts some justice hehehe