#pestering as a love language my favorite ever <3
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This is 100% a "seeing myself" thing, but I freaking love so many of the hermits seem to use pestering as a significant part of expressing affection, as a whole Love Language just of pestering and bothering
#for me it's how I interact with my closest loved ones and when I'm secure in a relationship#and it's just really sweet and comforting(?) to watch the hermits do because it really gives the sense of how they all trust each other#and how much of a safe comfortable friend group / found family space the whole thing is#I just love it#pestering as a love language my favorite ever <3#just me rambling#hermitcraft#this is another stress & iskall post but it's also a grian & mumbo post and all the rest of them#actually lemme tag a couple of them...#iskall#stressmonster#grian
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Bi-han sunshine reader Head cannons
Requested by @livingdeadgirly
Bi han is by no means the type of man you would describe as empathetic. In fact, he sees it as a form of weakness; to allow the weakness of others to cloud your own judgment. That was however until a certain little weasel clawed and wiggled its way into his life.
Bi han has a hard time with physical touch despite it being his preferred love language. So, he secretly really appreciates it when you choose to initiate contact.
PDA is an absolute no. Sorry, all my touch starved mutuals, unless you are in the privacy of your own home, you are being treated like it's 2020 covid.
-Bi han why are you standing all the way over there?
-Do not speak to me in public Harlot!
I promise he spent the next two days making it up to you.
As cruel as he can be in public towards you, he doesn't mean any of it. Truthfully, though he would never admit it, you were changing him.
Since being with you, he was less angry, he scowled less. Don't ever point this out to him though. He will give you the cold shoulder for the rest of the week. (heh)
Based on his character model, it's essentially cannon that he does not take care of himself, at least with all the acne scars he has. You've made it a point to force him to sit down and let you wash and moisturize his face.
This is by far his favorite thing about you. The way you hold his face softer than anyone has ever held him before. As if he were porcelain, not because you thought him to be weak, but because he was precious.
Bi han is very much the jealous type and isn't a big fan of you being around most of the Lin Kuei. He won't lock you in the house or anything, but he does have a habit of sulking on days you go out.
Your energy and enthusiasm are absolutely infectious among the Lin Kuei. A refreshing change of pace in the cold and disciplined Artik (home of the Lin Kuei).
You will often speak with members of the Lin Kuei in the early mornings, bringing them a light air and break from their responsibilities. That is, until Bi han catches sight of them uncomfortably close to his chosen partner and makes them carry out grunt work for the remainder of the day.
Your first time meeting his brothers was a particularly memorable event for everyone but you.
It had been unlike Bi han to call his brothers for a dinner, much less so one that appeared so formal, but Kuai Liang and Tomas would attend none the less.
Little did they know, they were only called after months of you pestering Bi han to introduce you to them. And after a particularly good night.... he caved.
To say they were shocked would be an understatement. Bi han finding a partner would have been a miracle in itself, but YOU. You who gushed over Bi han the entire night, you who refused to sit until you had bear hugged each of the brothers and nearly dragged them down into their seats. You who was completely oblivious to the fact that Bi han didn't speak a word that entire night, too distracted with sharing your love for their brother for the whole world to see.
Bi han did almost speak once in that dinner, when Kuai Liang made a passing comment on how you were more similar to Tomas than anyone.... Bi han did not like that. He had half a mind to lay into his brother then and there, verbally and physically. But your sinister little giggle and cheerful mood would be so easily trampled if he had.
Instead, he chose to stand abruptly dragging you home and leave his brothers to foot the bill. Safe to say you got it that night. But who were you kidding you loved it. You loved him, flaws and all <3
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Hello! I hope your having a nice day, and that your eating well. Do you have some time to make thomas Hewitt, Vincent, Bo, Lester, and Bubba x reader who changes their personality for each individual person and is a people pleaser? If you can, it's appreciated! If you can't it's ok! Just make sure to drink se water and keep eating <3
Thank you my love. I hope you're taking care of yourself aswell. 🖤
𝕾𝖑𝖆𝖘𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔠𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔭𝔢𝔬𝔭𝔩𝔢 𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢𝔯 𝔰/𝔬 ❦
Includes: Sinclair Brothers, Bubba Sawyer.
Summary: Reader (they/them) is a huge people pleaser, and will change anything if not everything about depending on who they're talking to.
Warnings: Strong Language
𝔅𝔬 𝔖𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔩𝔞𝔦𝔯 ❦
The fuck? Why are you acting like that, saying those kinds of things with them when you aren't anything like that?
"You just want them to like 'ya? Hell, if they don't.. They got another thing comin'."
Thinks it's stupid at first. He'll grow with it after time, the more you explain to him why you feel the need to change yourself for others the more he'll understand. Although he thinks you're perfect the way you are anyway.
𝔙𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔖𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔩𝔞𝔦𝔯 ❦
He noticed it a while ago, but he never said anything. He always understood the reasons behind it.
Will never question you about it. It makes him sad thinking you don't see yourself the way he does, but he won't pester you about it. He hates making you upset, even just seeing you upset he doesn't like.
Ever since it became a huge thing, he started reassuring you more. Signing that you're perfect no matter the way you are, more hugs and kisses, etc. Anything to make you feel better. Anything to make you love yourself.
𝔏𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔖𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔩𝔞𝔦𝔯 ❦
He would catch on to you acting differently depending on who you're talking to, changing your opinions to fit theirs, completely different humor, etc. It would confuse him incredibly.
"Why aren't you being yourself?.. Are you even being yourself when you're with me, or..?" You'll break his heart. He wants you to be able to be yourself, to have pride in who you are.
When you explain to him that it's not always a self confidence thing, but a people pleasing thing, he'll understand, he wants people to like him too. But that wont stop him from thinking you should still be yourself, because fuck whoever doesn't like you.
𝔅𝔲𝔟𝔟𝔞 𝔖𝔞𝔴𝔶𝔢𝔯 ❦
When he finds out you're afraid of being yourself because you want everyone else to like you, and so you change yourself for them.. his heart shatters. Immediate whining and sad pouty lips.
Even though he can't say it, he'll show it. He will show you how perfect you are. He's immediately bringing you to the mirror and pointing everything out about you that's perfect the way it is. Your laugh? Beautiful. Fashion sense? Amazing. Favorite song and color? His too.
Will dedicate the rest of his life to your interests. Everything has to be your way now, that's just how it has to be if that means you'll appreciate yourself for who you are.
Requests are open! Please read my pinned post for further information.
#bo sinclair#vincent sinclair#lester sinclair#bubba saywer x reader#bo sinclair x female reader#bubba sawyer#slashers x reader#gn reader#slasher x reader
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20 questions for fic writers
thank you @sisterofficerlucychen ilu 💕
How many works do you have on Ao3?
13
2. What is your total Ao3 word count?
22,129
3. What fandoms do you write for?
The Rookie and Chicago PD
4. What are your top five fics by kudos?
I Guess I'm Still Learnin' (How To Talk To Girls)
Feel Your Kiss On Me
I Kinda Might Sorta Like Love You A Little Bit
When I Taste Tequila
Forever Feels Like This
5. Do you respond to comments?
I definitely try to. I used to be a lot better about it. But I absolutely read every single one
6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
I don't think any of them? I don't really do angst 😅 If I had to pick, I'd say Giants simply because the ✨situation ✨wasn't resolved
7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
I Guess I'm Still Learnin' (How To Talk To Girls) is hella fluffy and it just has happy vibes.
The ending for You Guys Got Married is just warm and fuzzy for me because I wrote it exactly how I wanted it to happen on screen
8. Do you get hate on fics?
nope! I've never gotten any negative comments. Everyone has been so kind 🥰
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
I've tried, but I'm very bad at it lol. I've definitely written my fair share of allusions to something more spicy, but that's about it. I'd love to give it a better shot one of these days
10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?
no, it's not really my thing. I'm not really a huge fan of reading them either
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
I once had a scene stolen almost word for word, but not an entire fic. I hasn't thrilled about it, but I chose to take it to mean that I did well writing the scene 😂
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
no, but that would be pretty cool!
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
Not really. @lady-rhaesnow beta read You Guys Got Married and offered some suggestions after I pestered her lol. I would love to cowrite something. I'm going to quote Ivy and say holler at me if you want to 😁
14. What’s your all time favorite ship?
Upstead was the reason I joined tumblr and started writing fics to begin with, and they'll always be my first love. Booth and Brennan were my first ever ship, so they hold a special place in my heart.
However, Chenford has my whole heart at the moment ☺
15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
I Guess I'm Still Learnin' (How To Talk To Girls)
I've been working on a third chapter off and on for months. I just can't figure out how to make it work the way I want it to. I just don't have the inspiration for it
16. What are your writing strengths?
Emotions, I guess? I think I'm pretty good at writing how a character feels and how their emotions affect them
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
descriptors. I suck at describing body language and movement
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?
I've done a sentence or two, but that's it. I took four years of French in high school, and when someone says "it gets lost in translation," they're definitely right. I used Google Translate for those few sentences, and Google Translate sucks are nuances, so I'm afraid that I wouldn't get my point across properly. If I knew the language better, I'd be all for it
19. First fandom you wrote for?
Chicago PD, specifically Upstead ☺
20. Favorite fic you’ve written?
DON'T MAKE ME PICK BETWEEN MY BABIES
I'm going to say Feel Your Kiss On Me or When I Taste Tequila. Idk I just really like them. I feel like they're really true to the characters, and I love the fluff and humor in them
Tagging @sylvies-chen @headlightsatmidnight @silverskull @fighterkimburgess @justmypartner no pressure 💕
#tag game#ivy tag#the rookie#chenford#chenford fic#lucy chen#tim bradford#chicago pd#upstead#jay halstead#hailey upton#ameliagiovanna writes
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20 questions for fic writers
Tagged by @spicedrobot!
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
26!
2. What's your total A03 word count?
561,816
3. What fandoms do you write for?
Star Wars. I wrote OFMD and some Tolkien but I don't often stray outside my main.
4. What are your top five fics by kudos?
Curse of Hospitality, an OFMD Stede x Izzy fic about Stede taking care of Izzy while he's sick. I wrote it for the approximate one month I was into the show haha.
Found, a BobaDin fic where Boba is deaf. Actually one of the first fics I did for Star Wars!
Mand'alor Darasuum, a DinMaul longfic where Maul saves Grogu from Gideon instead of Luke. This is probably the fic I'm proudest of and enjoyed writing the most. :)
Stardust Legacies, a DinLuke fic that I'm always very close to deleting. I am glad I wrote it for a lot of reasons, but it needed way more work than it got and I don't have the energy nor desire to improve it. But hey, some people really like it.
Memories of Water, an ObiMaul longfic where they train Luke on Tatooine together. Super happy with this one.
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
I respond always. I just think it's good form. I'm also looking for community in the fandom, not just one-sided praise.
6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
Fateful Absence, most likely. It's not really angsty? It's just not a happy ending. I'm not a whump person tbh.
7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
Ferine Love Language! It's the sweetest ending more than the happiest I think, but it's the one that makes me happiest.
8. Do you get hate on fics?
Yes, on DinLuke fics, from DinLuke fans. Outright flames, weird/entitled comments, pestering for updates or bitching about creative choices. I stopped being interested in the pairing once I discovered TCW thankfully, because honestly it just wasn't a nice community.
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
I do! But not often. I tend to write awkward sex. I think it's more fun to write about first times realistically.
10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?
Nope!
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Not that I'm aware of.
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
Not for a long time. In my former fandoms I had some stuff translated into Chinese but that's all I remember.
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
Again, a long time ago. I would absolutely love to collaborate on Star Wars fics sometime though. :)
14. What's your all-time favorite ship?
Realistically, probably ObiMaul. But DarthFett is an extremely close second. They're both wonderful but in completely different ways.
15. What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
An ObiMaul (or) JangObi dating sim. I wrote/coded probably 70k of it and it was good, but dating sims are obviously a bit more likely to get litigated against, among other things. I'd really love to do something with it, given that we had some great art for it, but I'm not sure how that will pan out.
16. What are your writing strengths?
Long stories. I feel like I'm good at pacing a story and bringing together plot threads into a cohesive ending.
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
SHORTER STORIES. I really struggle with oneshots. I've written quite a few but it always takes so much longer. I can sit on a oneshot for months and months before feeling like it's finished.
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?
I think it can be done well, but don't just stick stuff into google translate and hope for the best. I think using Mando'a words for texture, for instance, can be really good.
19. First fandom you wrote for?
Oh man. Silence of the Lambs, I think?
20. Favorite fic you've ever written?
Faith's Fetters. It's the only fic that I've really done a deep dive into the potential relationship between Vader and Maul. I think it's the most interesting fic I've written, too.
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@sarcasticsciencefictionwriter tagged me! Thanks for the tag!
How many fics do you have on AO3?
20.
2. What's your total word count on AO3?
211,799.
3. What fandoms do you write for?
Hannibal (TV), Fantastic Beasts, Doctor Strange, and Pokémon.
4. What are your top five fics by kudos?
His Shadow Suspended on Dust (Hannibal TV, Will/Hannibal)- 182
Autumnal (Hannibal TV, Will/Hannibal)- 154
For Remembrance (Holes in the Floor of the Mind) (Hannibal TV, Will/Hannibal)- 71
Estivel (Hannibal TV, Will/Hannibal)- 70
The Kissing Bough- 45
5. Do you respond to comments?
Yes, I do! When I first started out, I was very nervous and shy, so I didn't always, but I try to respond to every comment. Unless you pester me about updating. I'm not going to respond to any of those any more.
6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
No Man in the Mirror (Fantastic Beasts)- It's about Percival Graves thinking of the man he was before Grindelwald, and deciding that man was gone, hence the title. He no longer sees that man in the mirror, no longer sees anyone.
Or, Haven't Been the Same (Since I Expired), another FB Percival story where his identity has been stripped away, and he, um, sort of steals Grindelwald's, becoming Grindelwald himself.
7. What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
Hmm, I think it would depend on how you classify it, so here are the three:
More (Harry Potter, Luna/Rolf)- Luna and Rolf get their twins at the end, after suffering through a lot of heartache to have them.
The Kissing Bough (Fantastic Beasts, Newt/Tina)- It's a SOD ending extended scene with a Newtina kiss. So that's happy, I guess.
For Remembrance (Holes in the Floor of the Mind) (Hannibal TV, Will/Hannibal)- Uh, won't spoil, but after Hannibal gets amnesia, they eventually get to a happy place.
8. Do you get hate on fics?
Not so far.
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
Nope, don't write smut. I recently wrote two sex scenes in La Sposa del Mostro, but I don't think they count as smut. They weren't particularly detailed. Kind of cringe, actually, but I've got a body count of zero, so that's to be expected.
10. Do you write crossovers? If so, what's the craziest one?
Another hard one! I would say probably my Hannibal/Caraval crossover, or one that's in the early stages with Hannibal/The Third Day (HBO). Probably the latter, considering I have not actually seen The Third Day, just snippets, though both have psychological things that tie in nicely.
Oh, wait, or my Pokémon Anime/The Jewel by Amy Ewing. It's like a magical, less graphic version of The Handmaid's Tale crossed over with Pokémon XYZ anime. So yeah, that one's crazy.
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Not to my knowledge.
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
Not that I know of.
13. Have you ever co-written a fic?
Trying to with sarcasticsciencefiction writer, but I think I'm just going to have to suck it up and write the Winchester boys myself.
14. What's your all time favorite ship?
I'm dividing this between straight and gay couples, because it's tied.
Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter and Newt Scamander/Tina Goldstein (closely followed by The Ancient One/Kaecilius).
15. What are your writing strengths?
Violence, action, gore, certain emotions.
16. What are your writing weaknesses?
Humor, certain emotions, romance.
17. Thoughts writing dialogue in another language?
I like putting it in, especially when I have a character whose native language isn't English, or if they know a lot of different languages. I'll place a note at the bottom with the translation.
18. First fandom you wrote for?
Pokémon Adventures. My favorite childhood fandom.
19. Favorite fic you've written?
Oh, wwwwhhhhhhhhhhyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?
His Shadow Suspended on Dust (Hannibal TV, post-fall Will/Hannibal omega verse). I love the tone I got it set in, even if I don't really like writing from Jack's POV.
(Beneath the Brine, my first Hannibal fic, will always have a special place, though)
No-pressure tagging- @keepmeinmind-01, @creative-girl, @pragnificent, @inastarlesssky, and any of my other mutuals who write fics (I don't know if you do, to be honest).
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Hi beautiful,
Congratulations on graduating! Why is this the first time I see your aesthetically beautiful blog?
I’ve never participated much in events, less so in the ones that ship you with other characters, but I’d love to try! (Might even ask for mood boards and blurbs if you’re cool)
So, may I please get a 🥐 with a golden trio era/marvel character. Whatever rocks your boat.
Where to start? I’m a Gemini-ENTP, an aesthete, and bibliophile. I love to read, and one of my favorite books is Dead Poets Society. I’m a writer on tumblr and a creative writer in real life too. Though I currently work at an agency, I aspire to publish my own books someday.
I’m an extrovert, and I absolutely love to travel, embark on new adventures, and learn new languages and skills. I’m fluent in 3 languages and have picked up basic knowledge of around 4 others.
I love the piano, though I cannot play it, but I always pester my best friend to play me something whenever there’s a piano near her. And I’m a dancer, ballroom and contemporary.
I absolutely adore baking and cooking and can whip up recipes from anywhere in the world, though I’m not a huge fan of Asian cuisine. My favorite, I would say, is Italian.
I love children, and I’m the cool cousin of the family. If my younger brother was married, I’m pretty sure I would’ve been the cool aunt too. At the moment, I’m a cat mom, and I absolutely can’t wait to find someone and build a family with. I’m straight, so I’d love to be shipped with a male character.
Hmm, what else is worth noting? I’m quite vibrant and social, so much so that I’ve had more than twenty people nickname me as “butterfly,” and trust me when I tell you those people don’t even know each other to pass this nickname around.
Speaking of people, I just love meeting people and making new friends (anyone on here is welcome to message me if you ever wanna talk to someone), and I’m usually the one who’s planning the next big adventure—whether that’s a lunch or a night out at a music festival.
I have a fairly small circle of friends, ones I consider family, though I am acquainted with a lot of people.
I’m 24, and I’ve never dated or been in a relationship. I’m someone that’s more attracted by a person’s intelligence than appearance. I greatly value intellectual stimulation, and I’m not necessarily attracted to the bad boys. It depends on the person.
My sun, moon, and ascendant are in Gemini. I’m a Gryffindor-Thunderbird, and I thank you for reading thus far and wish you a wonderful day ahead. 🩵
𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭
please ask for whatever you want! mood boards are definitely my favourite to do <3
i ship you with...
sersi!!!
sersi is absolutely a social butterfly like yourself so i think the two of you would be the life of the party together.
sersi is 100% going to any music festival, night out or adventure with you.
she's very open to trying anything
sersi also absolutely adores children [ as evidenced in the film ] and i think any nieces/nephews/siblings/random small children are absolutely enamoured by her.
sersi is very very clever so i think you two would have very intellectual conversations.
whether its about art, history or a tv show you both enjoy, you are never bored talking to sersi.
#🥐 - jelly cafe event#·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩#sersi#sersi x reader#ikaris x sersi#sersi eternals#sersi x ikaris#the eternals#eternals fanfiction#eternals x reader#eternals smut#eternals marvel#gemma chan#gemma chan dwd
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20 Questions for Writers
I miss tag games so much! I still have few on my other blog XD
Thanks to the lovely @oceangirl24 for the tag!
If anyone is in tag games (or want to promote their work, let me know! I have more tag games coming :) )
❣️How many works do you have on AO3?
Currently 5: 2 WIPs in progress and 3 one shots
But I'm planning to add many more as I just started writing on AO3
❣️What is your total AO3 word count?
155K (in barely over 5 months, so I hope to get to 500K in the whole year ;) )
❣️What fandoms do you write for?
Only Hogwarts Legacy for now, but I may reach out to others in the future. Depends on my crazy creativity XD
❣️What are your top five fics by kudos?
Well, I only have 5 works XD
I'm quite proud of my work. I only write minor ship with OC x Canon, so I'm keeping my expectation quite low in terms of kudos.
❣️Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
Yes! Always! They made my day :)
I have few followers who are enjoying my work, so it's nice to interact with them.
❣️What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
Hexed will have quite a troublesome ending, but... revenge, sweet revenge <3
❣️What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
My main Fanfic will have a wholesome, cute ending!
Also the wolf fiction will also have a fluffy nice one :)
❣️Do you get hate on your fic?
No, I'm happy people don't read my stuff, so I won't get hate U.U
❣️Do you write smut?
Yes! I love writing it when I'm in the mood :)
❣️Do you write crossovers?
No, I prefer to keep my fictions canon compliant so people do not get confused
❣️Have you ever had a fic stolen?
No, who in their right mind would stole silly my fiction? :O
❣️Have you ever had a fic translated?
I will! My mother is pestering me that she wants to read my fiction, because it's unfair that she've read everything else and not this one.
So I'm going to translate it for her :)
❣️Have you ever co-written a fic?
No, but I'm beta and alpha reading regularly for friends.
Does it count?
❣️What's your all-time favorite ship?
Garreth x Penelope, my OC.
I just love them... and cannot get enough of writing them.
❣️What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
It's not a fanfic, but it's an original one. Echos in cosmos.
It's just too troublesome to write :(
❣️What are your writing strengths?
Characterization 100% , dialogues and I'm proud of how I manage to put funny bits in my writing, breaking the tension with small, simple funny jokes.
❣️What are your writing weaknesses?
Maybe descriptions? I don't like purple prose, but sometime you need it if you want to evoke certain feeling in the reader.
❣️Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?
I don't mind writing dialogue in my own language, I'm ESL.
So no issues, but if I have to do it in something I'm not familiar with, I won't
❣️First fandom you wrote for?
Hunger games. Didn't know it was a fiction until I wrote it and discovered there was a website for them XD
One day I will translate it and put up in my AO3
❣️Favorite fic you've ever written?
My current WIP, I love and adore it!
I don't know who is in tag games in this fandom or of the people who follow me... please let me know!
List of questions:
❣️How many works do you have on AO3?
❣️What is your total AO3 word count?
❣️What fandoms do you write for?
❣️What are your top five fics by kudos?
❣️Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
❣️What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
❣️What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
❣️Do you get hate on your fic?
❣️Do you write smut?
❣️Do you write crossovers?
❣️Have you ever had a fic stolen?
❣️Have you ever had a fic translated?
❣️Have you ever co-written a fic?
❣️What's your all-time favorite ship?
❣️What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
❣️What are your writing strengths?
❣️What are your writing weaknesses?
❣️Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?
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ACCIDENTAL KISSES
pairings: diluc, childe, & kaeya x gn!reader
summary: the kiss was on accident, you swear it!
warnings/content: pure fluff!!
a/n: for quill's cute fluffvembr <3 @starglitterz
-> diluc
the power outage at dawn winery wasn't unexpected. the storm outside had grown worse over only a few couple of hours and all of mondstadt was strictly advised to stay indoors. the wind was howling loudly- banging on the windows and the rain pour was heavier than it's been all year, overflowing all of the rivers.
the old building that was dawn winery wasn't exactly built to withstand such extreme weather, but she was holding in there real tight. "master diluc?" your voice carried through the almost empty winery. but there was no response besides the echoing of your own words. where on earth could he be?
it was pitch dark, you couldn't see a thing. but just because one of your senses wasn't liable, doesn't mean your can't use your others! taking baby steps around, you feel out for the wall. you bumped into what you think was a table, and hit your head on what was possibly a lamp, but you finally found your hands on something soft. "what on earth?" you whisper to yourself. before you could take another step, you fell straight forward, onto the mysterious fluffy thing that went down right with you.
your lips were met with another pair, unfamiliar to you. and suddenly the situation hit you. you kissed master diluc on the floor. quickly, you move off of him. "m-master diluc?" your voice was shyer than you had expected. "it's me, y/n. i had come here to find some candles, i'm sure you didn't find them yet?" diluc was almost thankful to barbatos for this storm. the darkness was keeping his absolute flustered state a complete secret to you. "o-oh, no not yet. let's look for them together?"
the suggestion was sweet, and of course diluc accepted. "here, take ahold of my hand. let's try and not to bump into anything else."
more below the cut!
-> childe
anyone who had the blessing of two eyes could see that the both of you were deeply and madly in love. well, except you and childe of course. no matter how many dating rumors the two of you turn down, no one seems to believe you.
and why should they? with the way childe gazes at you with every chance and the way you cling onto him like he'll disappear, there's just no way there isn't something going on. so childe kissing you in front of the town square wasn't exactly helping the rumors.
but he couldn't help himself, he was just so excited. "y/n, i did it! you are now looking at a man who has mastered every weapon you could ever lay your eyes upon." when your eyes meet childe's, you can see the pure form of happiness; even if it is about weapons.
"that's wonderful, ajax! i'm proud so proud of you!" while you were pulling childe in for a hug, he had other plans. childe swooped down and took ahold of your wrist, pulling your body to his. he pushed his lips on yours without a second thought.
childe was kissing you. and before you got the chance to do anything else, childe pulled away in haste. "i have to go, see you later!" and just like that, he ran away into the morning fog.
what the hell just happened? you don't have the answer to that, but what you do know is that you liked it more than you should've. and some part of you wants it to happen again.
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later that afternoon, childe realizes he kissed you. you who he's not asked out yet and was probably now terrified of him.
the ginger proceed to drink away his idiocy at a local bar.
-> kaeya
with kaeya's love language being physical touch, it wasn't a surprise when kaeya were to let his arm hang around your shoulders, or even have his chin resting on top of your head.
but today, you noticed your friend being a little extra clingy today. "don't you have anyone else to pester? i have to get all of this turned in by this evening." you sigh, not sparing a glance at the pouting man. "but you're my favorite person to annoy." his whining advances were once again ignored.
"my lovely y/n, the light of my life, the stars of my darkest nights, the–"
"that's enough, kae." you let out a huff, continuing to scribble down notes with a bit more pace to it. kaeya rolls his eyes, finally accepting his defeat. "alright alright, i'll let you get to it. i'll be at the angels share." kaeya snuck up a little closer to you, to place a farewell kiss to your cheek before departing.
as he was leaning in, your head seemed to turn as well. "oh one more th-" smooch.
instead of his lips leaving a kiss on your cheek, kaeya's lips were now pressed against your very own. for a slight moment, neither of you moved. but after finally snapping into your senses, you pull away. it didn't take long for your face to turn a deep shade of crimson. "u-uh, never mind. see you later." your words were sharp.
kaeya himself was caught in a flurry. he almost forgot english for a second. "right, sure." without wasting more time, kaeya stepped out of your office. did that really just happen? did he cross any boundaries?
he didn't want to admit it, but he enjoyed the kiss. you on the other hand were panicking, afraid kaeya might never speak to you again.
the next day, the calvary captain did more than just speak to you.
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nct dream as your boyfriend
nct dream x gn!reader
fluffy boyfriend!nct dream headcanons because it's 2 am and i'm all up in my head <3 also because i have no motivation to work on dont need it and am holding it off as much as i possibly can before finalizing it <3
lee mark
just the softest boy
we already know he really enjoys playing the guitar
so i feel like he’s the type to wake up at like 3 in the morning with a melody in mind
like he wakes up in cold sweat because he has such a good idea and he CANNOT forget it
he’d record a snippet of it and send it to you after he perfects it
but this is rare because he’d rather hear your reaction
mark isn’t the type to facetime; he’d rather just call you or just come over to see you in person
so a lot of the time you’d get an incoming phone call
at 3 in the morning
because he forgets the time when he’s immersed in his craft
and because it’s a phone call, he can’t see you squinting at your phone
but you’d try your best to not make it obvious that you were already asleep
and then he’d go on and on about how he was in the middle of writing something and thought about you
his voice literally just wakes you up because he’s so excited over his creation
“ready to hear it?”
and after playing it for you he’d have the widest, goofiest smile on his face
he’d be so proud of yourself after you give him a personal round of applause
but his grin doesn’t stay on for long because there’d be banging on his wall from his housemates telling him to shut up
this happened so often that they don’t even have to say anything, just forcefully tap their wall and he’d get the hint
usually then, he’d finally realize how late-or technically, early- it was getting
“ah shit, fuck were you sleeping when i called?”
and you’d just chuckle because he’s so damn cute
and then you’d remind him how much you love and enjoy his hobby
and how it makes you happy getting to listen to him play his guitar
“you do know you don’t have to pick up, right?”
but you’d just smile even wider and he could hear it over the phone and he’d smile too
your smile is so endearing to him
and when he was the reason you’re smiling, it sends him through the clouds
because how could HE be the cause of such a beautiful smile
“hey, baby?”
“yeah, mark?”
“i love you.”
and you’d giggle so hard because he still gives you butterflies
“i love you, too, mageolli.”
“bro, did hyuck teach you that?” he squeaks
another bang on his wall makes him jump and he ends up whispering to you for about another hour
huang renjun
this man loves to read, so whenever he’s reading a book he really likes, he’d annotate it with the intentions of giving it to you
sometimes he’d highlight funny things and write little notes like “this made me laugh and i thought you’d like it too”
so fucking endearing let me tell you
and when he comes across romantic lines, he’d highlight them in pink and write little notes on how it reminded him of you
when he’s done with the book and gives it to you, you’d find cute little highlighted portions with notes and messages directed for you
sometimes, he’d write you cute little messages on the inside cover, kind of like an introduction to his annotations
he’d also write a mini introduction to the content of the book, but in his own cute way
“i found this book really funny (those funny scenes are highlighted in yellow) and there were a lot of scenes where the interactions between the two main characters reminded me of you and i, so those are highlighted in purple”
and a bunch of other notes related to his annotations
the back cover has a mini summary and all his personal thoughts after finishing the book
“could they BE anymore stupid? he should have confessed to her when…” and many more angry-renjun reactions
there was one time he was reading pride and prejudice and came across this line
“in vain i have struggled. it will not do. my feelings will not be repressed. you must allow me to tell you how ardently i admire and love you.”
he was about to pull out his highlighter and smear the bright pink across it but pauses
and then he just slams the book closed because he remembers how much of an asshole mr. darcy was in this book
and how much he hated pride and prejudice
he was only reading it again because you asked him to read it with you
the two of you often picked out your favorite books and had the other one read it and discuss it with each other after you both finished
kind of like a personal book club
this time around you picked this wretched book and he was not having it
but then you pulled out the puppy eyes
he gagged in front of you and asked that if he’d read it with you, you wouldn’t pull that shit again
internally he loved it, he just doesn’t like showing it physically
anyways, after slamming the book shut he stood up from the couch but was so pissed off with the fucking book that he called you
“babe, why is lizzy so fucking idiotic?”
you’re just as confused as he is, but for a totally different reason
“i know we’re supposed to discuss when we’re finished but i just cannot read this book anymore.”
lee jeno
the type of boyfriend that has a really hard time expressing his feelings in words
so he’d show it in his actions instead
his love language is most likely physical touch
but at the same time he seems like the type to not enjoy too much physical affection in public
yet he still needs to be touching you: always
just small gestures to keep in physical contact with you
it reassures him that you’re still there
in public, he’d make an effort to hold pinkies
like he’d interlock them when you’re walking around the grocery store or just when you go on walks together
oh yeah, jeno really likes walks
like when the two of you are having a really rough day or when you’re both just not in the best mood, he’d ask to go on walks to clear your minds
it’s his way of telling you that he’s there for you
on the rough days, instead of holding your pinky, he’d intertwine your hands instead
and when you guys argue over things and he doesn’t know what to say, he’d leave the room for a bit so that you don’t say things you don’t really mean to each other
jeno is a good man, he was raised right
so he KNOWS when he’s at fault
and when he realizes what he’s done and takes all the things you say into consideration, you’d hear the sink running or the vacuum turn on
he’d clean your apartment for you as an apology
back to the physical touch aspect of him
rare *public* back hugs here and there but only around people he’s comfortable with
but when you’re alone??
he would literally CLING onto you, personal bubble does not exist to this man
wraps his arms around your waist when you cook or do the dishes, playing footsies when you eat, all of that
sometimes when you’re both on the couch doing work on separate laptops he’d make it a literal mission to be in physical contact with you
like even if it interferes with his work, he’s gotta be touching you
he’d have one leg thrown over your torso if your hands are too busy with something
it’s really endearing because if you moved at all, like even just a little and he wasn’t able to have a part of his body on yours, he’d start pouting
he’d reach his arms or legs out in a grabbing motion and not say anything
and then you’d have to reposition yourself so that the two of you would be able to work and he still be able to touch you
and his smiles, the fucking smiles when he gets to hold your hand after you guys finish working on whatever you needed to work on
his cuddles are top tier too, and he’d make sure you guys get at least 30 minutes of cuddles a day
lee donghyuck
the whiniest, most annoying (but adorable) boyfriend ever
like jeno, he needs to be in physical contact with you, but instead of quietly pouting or reaching for you, he’d YELL
“y/n! hold my hand!”
“but i’m typing-”
“babe, hold my hand!!!!” *intense pouting*
he normally drops it when he knows you’re actually busy, but when he knows you’re just watching a movie or something, he keeps pestering you until you hold his hand
and when you do, he takes the opportunity to POUNCE on you like he just deadass lays on top of you
and you let him because it’s actually really comforting having his weight on top of you
NOSE KISSES!!!!!! lots of those
and forehead pecks
it goes both ways, though, because he likes receiving those too!!!!! fairness!!!!!
he’s the type to play tricks on you, but never takes it too far because he doesn’t want to hurt you in any way
and he spoils you a lot
like not with materialistic things (though sometimes he does) but more with arguments and when it comes to picking what to do/eat for the day
he’s the type to always think before his actions, yet when he’s around you, all logic is thrown to the side
“you wanna go bungee jumping? bet!” (even though he’s afraid of heights)
he gets two of everything when he goes to the store; one for him and one for you
and when you first started dating, you got a bit shy because of this due to the fact that he’s spending extra on you
you felt bad he was spending extra money so whenever you were buying things, you followed his habit and do the same thing
and for the first couple months he’d say that it’s fine and everything but when you both got really comfortable around each other, he’d be really witty with his comebacks
“no, i don’t wanna share with you” or “pay me back then”
sometimes the casual, “no, you’re gonna eat all of it and leave me nothing”
soon enough, the two of you fell into the habit of buying two of everything wherever you went (besides the things that you both know the other person hates)
also, when you first started dating, a lot of it was just casually hanging out at a park or walking around a random neighborhood and getting food nearby
street food you can take on the go >>>> food from fancy restaurants
and also, when you first started getting snacks for each other and he didn’t know what you liked, he got one of everything
like for example, the first time you guys had a movie night at your place, he went to the store but didn’t know what brand of chips you preferred so he bought both kinds
(he learned that day what your favorite snacks and brands were and he remembered it forever)
na jaemin
HUGS!
jaemin is the king of hugs, like no one, absolutely NO ONE can beat him when it comes to hugs
they’re always so warm and he always knows whenever you need one
he’s kind of like a battery pack, so whenever you hug him, you feel recharged and energized
because all his hugs are full of love and you can literally feel it radiating off of him
“jaems, i need-”
you can’t even finish your sentence because he’s already engulfing you
“i know, baby”
sometimes you’d tease him and say things like, “i was gonna ask for some water” or some shit like that and he’d get all pouty
and when he’s about to let go, you just pull him into you more
so obviously, he’s another fan of physical affection
but unlike jeno and hyuck, he’s not quite the clingy type
he will give you your space and will not invade your personal bubble, but instead just show that he’s there by doing other things
whenever he sees that your water glass is half empty, he’d go refill it
would always ask if you wanted a snack
would feed you his food when you were busy working on your laptop
just little actions to show that he’s paying attention to you
you pick up on his habit and slowly become more tentative too
he’s also the type that shows the overprotective type of affection too
like, when it gets cold and he notices you shiver a little, he’d immediately take off his sweater/hoodie/jacket, whatever, and give it to you
or whenever your clothes seem to be bothering you, he’d offer you his shirt or pants or anything for you to feel more comfortable
he really enjoys cooking for you, so you’d have little cooking dates every once in a while where he teaches you a recipe or you teach him something
and it always either ends up in a disaster or a really appetizing success, no mediocre food in this household
the disasters are normally when you’re in charge of the cooking because you get distracted by jaemin’s crackheadery
he talks to the fucking vegetables and asks them how their day was before chopping them up, like what the fuck?
the normally tentative jaemin gets distracted because he’s making you laugh
he loves hearing you laugh, so he keeps doing what he’s doing to get to hear it more
so sometimes you forget you’re boiling something, you forget there’s something on the stove and shit starts spilling out
you’re both panicking and looking for the fire extinguisher
jaemin just ends up smacking it with whatever he’s holding and the flames go out and you both end up laughing and rolling around on the floor for the next 10 minutes
zhong chenle
can be the most evil or the most adoring boyfriend, there is no inbetween
like some days, he’d tease you to the point you ignore him while other days he’s all cuddly, snuggled up against you while hyping you up like you’re some sort of insta baddie
but a constant is that he will ALWAYS call you cute
you say something stupid? “cute.”
you CALL him stupid? “how cute!”
you drop your phone in the toilet? “cute.”
he has an obsession with that word, but it doesn’t really bother or annoy you because you really like hearing him say it
even when you guys play video games
you’re both beast at battle royale games, so you’re both constantly playing with one another
you guys normally don’t play when you see each other/ meet up because you spend that time doing other quality couple things
like bicker over what to order or where to get boba from for the day
so instead you guys normally play video games together at 3 in the morning after finishing up all your work for the day
whenever you’d knock down an enemy, you’d hear him from the other end of the phone shouting things like, “y/n that kill was so sexy!” (he picked that up from jaemin)
when you make noises after either missing or hitting your target, he’d chuckle to himself and mumble a little, “cute.”
soon enough you’re also picking up the habit and calling him cute all the damn time too
at first, he insisted that you stopped calling him cute because it was HIS line
“babe, i know i’m adorable, but stop calling me cute.”
“no.”
more bickering because he is so persistent
eventually got used to it and you two would have little squabbles over how the other is overusing it when you're BOTH doing it
not normally the type to be showing physical affection, but will cuddle when he’s sleepy
he feels safe when he’s holding you so he’s at peace and can fall asleep easily
he probably likes petting your hair when he’s the big spoon, and likes it when you pet his hair when he’s the little spoon
OMG WAIT he’s probably the type to have you lay on his lap (or vice versa) and just play with your hair (or have you play with his hair)!!!!!!!
like y’all are just chilling on the couch watching some basketball game and he just lays on your lap out of nowhere
“time for human contact!”
you’d just laugh and start combing your hand through his hair and he closes his eyes and ends up falling asleep
park jisung
the best friend type of boyfriend where the most couply thing you end up doing is going yo the zoo and feeding animals
he really likes when you guys go to the gift shop and play with the little toys they have
he’s super interested in the little things and is fascinated by everything big and small
you find that shit so cute and secretly take pictures of him staring at the miniature figures of lions
he catches on after seeing you changed your wallpaper to a picture of him holding a giraffe puppet and having it look at him
he holds your finger when you walk around so that you both don’t get lost
but his hands are really big compared to yours, so you switch to holding his finger instead and he physically melts because he thinks it looks so cute
i think your typical dates are the ones that involve a lot of walking around BECAUSE of the fact that you hold onto his finger
(jk, but like...he just thinks it’s really cute)
(so much so that it becomes a habit when you’re just hanging out)
(watching a movie? here, hold my finger. grocery shopping? here, hold it.)
you guys go to the amusement park often too
you hold onto each other’s fingers and wander around the park looking for rides that jisung can ride because he's scared of action
but you like roller coasters, and jisung always feels bad because you never ride them when you two go together
so one time, when there was one you really wanted to go on but you knew it would have scared jisung
so you decided to pass up on it because you didn’t want to leave him alone
but he was noticing how your eyes kept lingering on the coaster and he broke
“y/n, i’ll go on it with you”
and you’re shocked because you didn’t even say you wanted to go on it, like you just looked at it but he caught on
and you tried to brush it off and insisting that you could go on a ride you both liked
but he was so stern about it because he knew how much you wanted to go on it
i think he’s the type of boyfriend that normally gets over his fears when he is encouraged by his partner, and in this case, his form of encouragement was making you happy
he just likes seeing you happy in general
so internally, he’s hyping himself up while you’re cheering for him
and although he’s scared shitless, he goes through with it because he knows that this is a fear he needs to get over, so might as well get it over with while making you smile!
and so when it’s your turn to get on the ride, he gets cold feet, kinda, but you grab onto his hand, not his finger, and rub your thumb over it to reassure him that it’ll be fine
and it was honestly not that bad because he felt safe with you holding his hand the entire time
and when the ride finishes and he sees how happy you are, he thinks to himself that it was so worth it because you’re beaming
he makes a note
holding your hand > holding fingers
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MHA HC Time!
Just a couple headcanons that won't leave my brain so I gotta share them with you lovely people <3
Warning: Language (Bakugo being Bakugo) & very mild suggestive content (one instance below the cut).
. Aizawa knows how to play the piano (among other musical instruments). Mic overheard him playing and that was the exact moment he fell for the guy.
. Bakugo (after he deals with some issues) goes to Midoriya anytime he feels like he isn't doing well enough and one (or both) things happen: Bakugo asks to read Midoriya's latest notes on him so he can see where he needs to make changes and improve OR he just sits in the quiet comfort of Midoriya's room because just being around him brings Bakugo back to a simpler time and calms him down.
. Sero has acted like Spider-Man around the dorms before. He occasionally gets cheek kisses from people if he drops in front of them (Mina, Denki, Nejire, and one full on mouth kiss from Shoto because "That's what they did in the movie, right?"
. Sato bakes all the girls their favorite treats during that time of the month and leaves them outside their door. And if they don't like sweets, Shoji will go to the store and get whatever it is they like instead.
. Momo has a vast tea collection in her room and if she hears anyone has anything ailing them, she'll just show up with the perfect blend.
. Shoji has physically carried Tsu to classes many mornings in the winter because our girl just wants to hibernate.
. Mina and Kiri weren't really friends through most of middle school but Mina was curious about him after she overheard him apologizing to her friends. Kiri was super shy around her at first but then they started to train together for the entrance exam and thus became pretty good friends.
. Dark Shadow loves to play fetch. Also loves it when Eri chases them around.
. The Bakusquad has Self Care Days once a month. It took some pestering but even Bakugo has joined in once or twice.
. Midoriya and Kirishima have both bonded over not feeling like they belong. Now anytime the other starts to feel that way the other just starts hyping them up like no other!
. Mina is teaching Eri how to dance. Aizawa is concerned. Mic thinks it's adorable. Mirio has taken a lesson or two.
. Amajiki sings karaoke with the most heavenly voice. But he has to do it with his back facing his audience or else he just squeaks in fear.
. Kirishima has a select few people he will allow to touch/play with his hair. They are Mina, Bakugo, and Midoriya. He falls asleep damn near instantly if it's played with when down. This is also when he feels most vulnerable.
. If anyone is ever feeling like they're not progressing, Midoriya will refer to past notebooks and remind them of how far they've actually come.
. Aizawa has woken up in the middle of the night, gone to check on his students, only to find a HUGE cuddle puddle in the common room because one person had a nightmare.
. Momo grabs midnight snacks.
. Bakugo wakes Kirishima up four days awake before class to go on morning runs with him. Kiri complains the entire time.
. If it's getting late and Midoriya is too in his head practicing, Bakugo is the only person who can get him to go back inside. Anyone else tries and he just tells them, "only ten more reps" or "just five more minutes." But one, "Get your ass in here now, you nerd!" from Bakugo and he's trotting inside... unless feeling feisty and then Bakugo will use force.
. Denki will cuddle with ANYONE if given a chance and he is always willing to give hugs.
. Iida and Momo, being the class reps, try to plan a weekly game night.
. Shoto buys people the most lavish birthday gifts because he doesn't know the concept of money.
. Mina does not let anyone touch her horns. She let Kiri once and it made her feel things. Girl had to take a very cold shower. (Unless in a relationship, then it's game on).
. Denki and Sero borrow shoes from each other so much they've forgotten who's is who's.
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Guns, Glamour, Goodfellas - Chapter 12
Chapter 12: Make You Feel My Love
Dad!Mob!Tom x Mom!Mob!Reader
-Pairings: Tom Holland x Reader, Rosie Holland x Henry Osterfield
-Warnings: Amnesia, Sadness, Language, Fluff, Dialogue, Typos
-Words: 6.6K
A/n: Sorry this chapter is long. Heads up, always a lot of dialogue. I get tired of only writing imagery lol. Thanks for reading, I love all your comments so dearly.
Chapter 12: Make You Feel My Love
Words: 6.6K
Everyone’s faces stood emotionless. More than a deer caught in headlights, there was no expression. Tom’s jaw slacked open, standing heartbroken in front of you. How could you not remember him?
After everything he couldn’t even hold you in his arms. No words could describe the room. You had just woken up and said 3 measly words that rewrote history.
“Who are you?” You questioned.
“What?” Tom gasped, his eyes starting to water.
“I don’t know who you are. Where am I?… Who are you people?” You fretted, confused to why you were lying into a hospital bed surrounded by strangers.
“Mom? It’s me. Roo,” Rosie stammered, moving to grab your hand but you just flinched away.
“Harry go get the doctor,” Nikki called out.
“No, I don’t know who you people are. Please get out.”
“Y/N it’s me?” Tom pleaded.
“Who’s Y/N?”
“You, darling,” Tom whispered. Was this all real? It had to be some sick joke.
“No, no! I suggest you all leave. Please, just leave me alone,” you asserted, pressing the nurse call button.
“Mrs. Holland what seems to be the problem?” asked the nurse.
“Who’s Mrs. Holland? I don’t know where I am or why I’m here or who these people are,” you fretted, heart rate starting to spike.
“You don’t recognize anyone here?” Pestered on the nurse.
“No, maybe the young boy and girl, but no,” Tears flooded Rosie and Parker’s eyes.
“Mrs. Holland you’re awake,” called the doctor, Harry brought in.
“Why do people keep calling me that?” You questioned angrily.
“She can’t remember anyone, doctor,” explained the nurse.
“Why don’t we clear out the room and I’ll speak to you all privately outside,” the doctor announced.
“It seems she is suffering retrograde amnesia. It is possibly temporary. You need to talk to her but be careful not overwhelm her. She will feel like her entire life passed her by because she can’t remember it. For now, only a few people in the room. May I suggest her husband and her kids,” explained the doctor.
“What do you mean it might be temporary? She might not ever remember her entire life?” Tom inquired.
“It is uncertain, but yes. Mr. Holland, we are very hopeful that her memory will come back. For now take it slow, showing her photos of you together can help greatly,” concluded the doctor.
“Dad, will mom ever remember me?” Rosie asked teary-eyed.
“I don’t know, baby.”
“Now, come on. We just have to be patient with her.”
“Ok, dad. I’m ready,” said Rosie, trying to hide her tears.
“Parker? Are you with us?” Tom inquired.
“I know she doesn’t remember me but, I don’t want her to see me and not know who I am. If she doesn’t remember me then who am I? I owe my entire life to mom. I don’t understand how she just forgot 16 years of my life,” Parker lamented.
“Hey, we just need to patient. One thing you need to have is faith. That’s all we had waiting to be rescued. Hope, hope that we would see you and your sister again.”
“I’m scared, dad.”
“I know me too. But we have to do this for mom. Ok?” Tom admitted. Parker just nodded in response. They made their way into your room, standing by the foot of your bed.
“Hi, let’s start over. I am Tom. You are Y/N. I am your husband. Your name is Y/N Holland,” Tom began. “This is our son, Parker. He is 16 years old, along with his twin sister. This is our daughter, Rosie….We just want to let you know we will be here for you. Through everything, we want to help you remember if you will let us.”
“Okay,” you whispered. That was the first step, having people to support you.
You were soon discharged a few days later. All set to travel back to London, the home you once knew. Back to the life you shared little to no importance for. All the things you once loved, lost in translation.
The plan ride was painfully long. Tom had yet to hold you in his arms. After watching the life drain out of you, waiting for someone to come, he just wanted to hold you and love you. Let you know you are safe.
He watched as you sat there a few seats away from him. The spark in your eyes non-existent. He didn’t know how to call you over there his when you couldn’t remember him. Almost 20 years of being together, down the drain. He just wanted you back.
Not being able to hug you or hold you or whisper sweet nothings in your ear was killing him. He felt like a recovering drug addict experiencing the process of withdrawal. Everything hurt inside, knowing you forgot him. It was so unfair. How could you survive the helicopter crash but not recognize your own family? You were a shell, a husk of the person you used to be.
Jared, was the one to pick you all up from the airport. The plane ride was nothing compared to the awkwardness of the car ride. You had always been very close with Tom’s staff. William and Jared specifically because you’d see them the most. Jared used to be more your driver but, Tom snatched him up after he saw how close you two were getting. He couldn’t help but be jealous.
You sat next to Tom, almost like a statue. You didn’t know how you were supposed to act. Pulling up to the manor, you were a combination of terrified and astounded. Terrified and astounded at the sheer size and security measures taken.
“Tom, did you pay for the cab?” You asked, hopping out of the car.
“Darling, this is our car. This is our driver, Jared. You two are close,” Tom explained.
“Oh, sorry. Jared it’s nice to meet you,” you waved to him.
“We’ve met before, but it’s nice to see you Y/N,” Jared said, trying to address the elephant in the room.
“Right, sorry.”
“No need to apologize, ma’am.”
“Love, why don’t I make you a cup of tea and you can relax in the living room? The plane ride probably wore you out. However, I know Parker and Rosie have something planned,” Tom interjected.
“Ok, tea would be good,” you responded, walking to the mansion.
“Where’s the living room?” You questioned, afraid you will get lost.
“Oh, it’s ok darling. I’ll take you there,” Tom said, leading the way.
Being here, seemed like an out of body experience. The only thing you knew about yourself was what people told you.
“Here mom. I-I mean Y/N. Please come sit. These are a bunch of photo albums and scrapbooks about our lives. Maybe showing you them will bring something back.”
“Ok… You could call me mom. I don’t mind,” Rosie just nodded in response.
“Look this picture is of your wedding day. It was at this really pretty garden. I wish I could’ve been there,” Rosie reminisced.
“You weren’t?” You asked, confused at her remark.
“No, Parker and I weren’t born yet.”
“Oh, is that you?” You asked, gently raising a finger to a picture captured a perfect moment in time. Parker had just gotten out of a bath and was running naked through the house, he had to be about three or four years old.
“No, that’s Parker,” Rosie remarked.
“Here’s a photo of me. It’s the first day of kindergarten.” Rosie pulled out a photo of her dressed in a blue dress with pink bows in her hair, one on each side hugging her pigtails.
She stood in front of a large gate along with Parker, holding their tin lunch boxes high. Rosie’s lunchbox was a homage to My Little Pony and Parker’s was Transformers. They were all grown up, no longer spending the days with you while Tom worked.
“I’m crying, why?” You questioned, seeing yourself adorned with red puffy eyes in the photo.
“I don’t know, maybe you didn’t want to leave me or Parker,” Rosie explained but was soon cut off by a large clash coming from the kitchen. CRASH, CLANG, THWAP.
“What was that?” You asked, a little startled by the noise.
“I don’t know, I’m going to go check on something. Feel free to keep looking at them.”
You flipped through the countless pages adorned with family photos that documented the milestones. It killed you that you couldn’t remember. You were said to be their mother and if you were anything like your mother, you loved them till it was too much and kissed them and held them. You loved them more than life itself but couldn’t remember why.
About 12 pages in, there was a photo of you in the hospital holding a baby. The caption read “my little Roo.” It was of you and Rosie shortly after she was born. She looked so small, so delicate. Her skin was pale with a hint of rose colored cheeks. The little baby girl in your arms was wrapped in a pink cloth with a pink colored beanie on her head.
She was sleeping so peacefully and you just had the biggest smile imagined on your face. You brought this little girl into the world and couldn’t remember that moment. What own mother can’t remember her baby? Tears pricked at your eyes as you gazed into the picture.
“Dinner is almost ready—Love, what’s wrong why are you crying?” Tom said, coming out of the kitchen.
“I’m sorry. This isn’t fair to any of you,” you cried, letting the tears fall.
“Hey, it’s ok. We are here for you,” Tom whispered, grabbing a hold of your hands.
“I’m still sorry, I don’t remember anything.”
“It’s not your fault. It will come with time,” Tom said, only holding your hands. His main goal was to not overwhelm you and pulling you into a warm embrace may be too much too soon.
“You’re right. I shouldn’t be so hard on myself. What’s for dinner, smells great?” You said, quickly changing the subject.
“Your favorite and specialty so we can’t guarantee it will be as good as you make it but, spaghetti and meatballs,” Tom joked.
“Ok, I’m sure it will be lovely.”
Everyone was dealing with your amnesia differently. Parker would take you on special outings to places you loved and Rosie could barely stand to be in the same room with you. Your sweet and affectionate girl couldn’t as much give a real smile. The only time you spent with her was when she showed you the photo albums. Something clicked in her when you didn’t recognize her in the photo of you holding her a for the first time. Rosie proceeded to cry herself to sleep that night, she couldn’t handle you not recognizing her.
As time progressed it had gotten too hard for Rosie to be around you. Looking at you just reminded her of all the things she had lost. She would stay in her room from dawn till dusk, refusing to see or talk to anyone. Rosie shut everyone out, including Henry. He’d come by quite a lot, begging to see Rosie.
“Hi, can I help you?” You said, answering the door.
“I’m Henry, Harrison’s son and Rosie’s boyfriend,” Henry explained.
“Oh. Sorry I can’t remember anything. Were we close?” You inquired, yet another person you have disappointed by not knowing your own life.
“Yeah, you and Tom were a big part in raising me, aside from my dad. I love you like a son would loved his mother.”
“I’m sorry, I’ll work on it. But I believe Rosie is upstairs, come in,” you responded, inviting the boy in.
“Thanks,” Henry said, quickly making his way upstairs. “Roo, it’s me. I’m coming in,” He said whilst knocking on her door.
“Henry what are you doing here?” Rosie asked, trying to hide her tears.
“You weren’t returning any of my phone calls.”
“There is a reason for that,” Rosie snapped, building a wall that Henry was bound to knock down.
“Hey, I’m here. Talk to me. Talk to me about your mom,” Henry whispered, coming to Rosie’s side.
“What’s there to talk about? She doesn’t remember me. She was my best friend and she doesn’t even know who I am!” Rosie yelled. Needing to let out all her emotions in one single blow.
“Hey, it’s ok. I’m here,” Henry assured.
“Henry, I just want to be alone right now. Could you please leave?” Rosie begged.
“No, I won’t let you push me away. I’m here to help.”
“I want you to go,” Rosie demanded.
“No.” Henry said, holding his ground.
“I’m serious Henry, leave.”
“No, Rosie you need someone to talk to.”
“Can you get out and leave me the fuck alone?” She screamed, this time being pushed over the edge. Flailing her arms back and forth in anger.
“No. I’m not leaving,” Henry knew she needed him, he couldn’t leave anytime soon.
“Really? I’m here screaming at you and you are still here. Why?” All her anger drifted only leaving her sadness. She fell into his arms, breaking from the weight of pain, sobbing.
“Yes, because I love you and I’m staying for you,” Henry reassured. He knew Rosie would need this. Someone who promised to never leave.
“Henry, what do we do if she never remembers? I’m not ready for that. It’s like losing my mom even though she is still alive. All those fun memories of shopping or baking or just talking, gone. I don’t know who I am without her.”
“Rosie, you have to look on the bright side.”
“What’s the fucking bright side? There is none. We took her to all her favorite places today and she still doesn’t remember. There is no fucking bright side!”
“Roo.”
“I lost her. I lost her but she is still here. I’m lucky right? She’s still here living and breathing, but she doesn’t know who I am,” Rosie lamented. “Henry, I love you to pieces but I just need to be alone right now.” Pleading for him to leave, she wished he could stay and comfort her but nothing could do that right now.
“Baby, I don’t want to leave you so upset,” Henry whispered.
“Please. I’m begging you, just go.”
Rosie, didn’t mean to push Henry away. But she couldn’t help it. She needed to release her frustrations out on someone, but there was no one. There was no one to blame for the crash or the loss of your memory. It was all an accident. Henry knew her well enough, where he knew what she needed before she did herself. He already lost Rosie once and promised himself he wouldn’t again.
Parker was the opposite of Rosie, not consumed by his sadness, he was looking for a solution. Anything that could help bring back your memory. He had been taking you to your favorite places around the city. The beach, the library, a coffee shop, and a park you always you took Parker and Rosie to as kids.
To no end, he couldn’t and wouldn’t give up. He couldn’t leave you stuck in that misery. He approached Tom with something that might work.
“Dad, I have an idea. I thought we should create a memory for her.”
“Ok, that might work. Any memory in mind?”
“I was thinking your wedding day,” Parker explained. Tom just nodded in response with a smirk strewn across his face.
Tom was willing to try anything to get you back. It a been a few weeks from the crash and he’s so scared of terrifying you or being too forward. He won’t even lay a hand on your shoulder to comfort you, in case you get scared.
Even though he had yet to hold you once again, Tom refused to leave your side, in case having him around so much would bring your memories back. Have them all come flooding back.
Tom just wanted you by his side. You were sleeping in your bedroom and Tom was in the guest room. Feeling like nothing had changed. It was the same before the accident, you barely acknowledging Tom and Tom sleeping elsewhere. Granted it wasn’t because you were mad at him, it was worse, you couldn’t remember him.
The nights were different, half way through the night you would wake up. Scared wide awake from nightmares that plagued your mind. One night you found Tom taking down a big bottle of scotch by the fireplace.
“What are you doing up?” You asked,
“Drinking,” he said rather harshly, you just brushed it off though.
“Oh, the fireplace is really lovely. I could just read a book out here for hours.”
“You used to. I’d find you asleep in front of the fireplace all the time.” Tom chuckled, reliving those memories.
“Oh, sorry.”
“Y/N! It’s not your god damm fault. STOP FUCKING APOLOGIZING!!!” Tom screamed, chucking his glass at the wall. It shattered into a thousand tiny pieces much how his heart was now.
“Ok, I’m sor—, I just came down for some water. Good night,” you said, trying to mask the tears about to fall. Reverting back to the catatonic emotionless person you’ve been lately.
“Y/N wait!” Tom called after you but you were already gone. This was a side of Tom you’d never met. The old you had and learned to deal with it but it was completely different now.
It was scary, Tom reacting like that. You quickly got your water and made your way back upstairs. If he had that much pent up anger, you were worried he would take it out on you. You didn’t know what to think, everyone were stranger to you and you were a stranger to this life and family.
Coming back to bed, you locked your door and tried to fall back into blissful sleep but it was hard. You stared at the ceiling for quite a while. Begging to go to sleep and wash away this entire night. Tom came to knock on your door about an hour later.
“Y/N. I’m sorry, let me explain myself,” he said, through the thick wooden door.
“I guess you’re asleep by now. I’ll talk to you tomorrow, sweet dreams sweetheart,” Tom whispered, going back to his bed in the guest room. You couldn’t find the will to get up and talk to him.
You came down for some morning coffee, hoping you wouldn’t see Tom. You were scared of the man presumed to be your husband. In truth, you didn’t know anything about him. Only what people had told you. It took you hours to fall asleep after his outburst.
“Oh, you’re up. Y/N could I talk to you?” He asked, coming into view.
“Sure,” you responded. Who are you to say no?
“I’m sorry for my outburst last night. Everything is just so frustrating, nothing you did, ok?” Tom apologized.
“Ok.”
“I didn’t mean to scare you. I’m really sorry. I know you don’t know it but I love you so much and at a time, you loved me just the same. I need you to know that I have never physically hurt you or will in the future.”
“Ok. Thank you. I know you don’t like me saying it but I really am sorry. This shouldn’t be happening, you should be able to love your wife.”
“I do love you,” Tom assured.
“Tom, I’m not the same person and you know it. There’s nothing I can do, it’s just the way it is and I’m sorry. I’m sorry I’m not the person you fell in love with,” you exclaimed.
“You don’t have to be sorry. You are here, trying to remember for all of us. That’s all that matters,” Tom said, made at himself that you even thought those things.
“Thank you….Could you tell me more about me, I mean the person I was before?” You asked.
“Yeah, darling. I’d love that,” Tom agreed.
“Ok, start with how we met.”
“Well..” Tom started and went on to tell the story of how you met.
Tom was set to meet someone new, a future contact possibly. He was supposed to meet with their assistant to take him to them. He was given strict instructions on what to look for, she would be dressed in a gold mini dress, hair down. Unbeknownst to him, you were the person he was meeting. The most feared mob boss, next to who you had a meeting with, the one and only Tom Holland.
“Hey doll face, I’m here to meet with your boss. Someone they call the Ace of Spades,” Tom said, cornering you at the bar.
“Oh, really. Do they know what this is concerning?” you said, smirking.
“I should hope so. Can you just take me to him?” Tom demanded.
“Certainly, right this way.” You were so ready to eat this guy alive. You lead him to a back room with a bar and large round table.
“Wait, there’s no one in here. We’ve been set up,” Tom yelled, alerting Harrison behind him.
“What do you mean? There’s you and me, also your consigliere I presume. Why don’t you tell him to back off?”
“Alright enough with your games. Where is he?” Tom barked, growing more frustrated by the second
“I’m right here, doll face,” you said, in a mocking manner. “Pleasure to meet your acquaintance, I’m Y/N Y/L/N or do you know me as the Ace of Spades,” you sneered, holding out your hand for him to shake.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I was misinformed, well they’re dead. Why don’t I buy you a drink after to make it up to you?” Tom said, he has never been caught off guard before. Barely keeping his cool.
“How about we finish our business here and then you and I go get something to eat, just you and me without your puppy dog, then we call it even,” you smirked, referring to Harrison who always stood so close to Tom.
“How could I say no to having dinner with the most gorgeous woman in the room,” Tom grinned.
“Smooth talker I see, but I’m the only woman the room,” you pointed out
“Doesn’t matter, doesn’t change what I said,” Tom chuckled.
He was starstruck just being in your presence. You were a force to be reckoned with. For him and you it was love at first acquaintance. Couldn’t of been sight because he thought you were a completely different person.
But once he formally met you, he was whipped. The rest is history.
You and Tom talked the day away. Living through your life like you were reading a book or watching a play. The night soon fell and you bid good night.
It was a regular night, but ever since Tom exploded you started to have nightmares. Being jolted out of sleep, trying to catch your breath. One night Tom heard you screaming, he rushed in to check on you.
“Y/N? Darling, are you okay?” Tom asked, concerned after being woken up by your screams.
“I keep having these horrible nightmares,” you choked out, shaking with fear.
“What are they about? You can talk to me.”
“One where I was trapped inside a huge room, tied to a chair. There were scary looking men saying they were gonna kill me, however I couldn’t speak. Like it hurt to speak,” you explained. Tom knew about your common theme with nightmares, unable to make any sound.
He just believed it was because you tried to repress thoughts like that. However, this wasn’t a nightmare, it was a memory. He was trying so hard to suppress his smile. Knowing you were starting to remember things even if it was trauma. It made him hopeful.
“Shhh, it’s was just a dream. It’s ok. I’m here now… can hug you?”
“Mmhm,” you nodded having him pull you into his warm embrace. “It felt so real though. Didn’t you say we were in a helicopter crash?”
“Yes, we were. Do you remember that?”
“I don’t know. My nightmares feel more like memories. I remember the feelings I had, like I felt pain and weak.”
“Well, try and go back to sleep. Just remember they are only figments of your imagination,” Tom said, he was torn between wanting you to remember everything and not scarring you.
“Tom, could you sleep with me tonight?” you asked, not wanting to be alone.
“Yes of course, darling.”
Tom climbed into bed and you moved closer to him. Snuggling right into his side and nuzzling your head by his neck. He rubbed soft circles into your arm as you dozed off. Feeling your soft breaths on his neck as he fell into deep sleep. He finally got to hold you.
Just for a moment, everything was right again. You were his and he had no intentions of letting you go. You felt safe with him, like you were home.
You woke up to a blinding light from the crack in the curtains.
“Tommy, the blinds it so bright…. Screw it. I’m up, can I bring you some breakfast?… What?” You asked, confused as to why Tom was gazing at you with a puzzled expression.
“You called me Tommy,” Tom croaked out.
“I did,” you said, confidently.
“Y/N, do you remember me?”
“Is this a weird game? Of course I remember you, you’re my husband,” you chuckled, playing off his antics.
“Quick, what happened last week?”
“Our helicopter crashed, but we were rescued. I don’t really remember how we got home but, here we are. You were right, we made it. I remember the moments leading up to being rescued, you holding me.”
“Kids come quick!” Tom shouted, loud enough to wake up the entire house.
“What’s going on?” Rosie came in, scared something happened.
“Tom, what are you doing?” You queried.
“Ask her,” Tom said.
“Who am I?” Parker asked, hoping you were his mom again.
“You guys are so weird. You’re Parker, my son. And you are Rosie, my daughter.”
“Mom, I’ve missed you so much,” Rosie shouted, throwing herself into your arms and sobbing.
“Oh, honey. I never left,” you signed, caressing the back of her head.
“I know, but the helicopter crash, I was so scared,” Rosie sniffled.
“Tom, why are you looking at me like that?” You questioned, catching a glimpse of pure adoration streaked across his face.
“Oh, nothing. I just love you, more anything.”
“I love you too…. Parker you’ve been awfully quiet.”
“I missed you mom,” Parker chimed in.
“I missed you too. Ok, I’m really confused, did I go somewhere? Someone fill me in,” you proclaimed.
“Well darling, our helicopter crashed on our way back from Barcelona—” Tom began.
“Yeah, and we’re ok,” you nodded.
“You are now. We were both badly injured and didn’t know if we would make it. You lost your memory. You didn’t know who any of us were,” Tom finished, his tone growing softer.
“What? I-I forgot all of you?” You gasped, your voice breathy.
“It’s ok, love. You’re back now, that’s all that matters,” Tom encouraged.
“Parker? Rosie?” You exclaimed.
“You looked at us and didn’t know who we were,” Parker mumbled.
“Oh babies, I’m sorry,” you whispered on the verge of tears.
“Y/N listen to me, it’s not your fault. Love, it’s ok. You are here now,” Tom reassured. “Kids why don’t you go make mom some tea,” Tom said, needing to talk with you alone.
“Alright dad,” Parker agreed, taking Rosie along with him.
“Y/N? Darling, talk to me,” he said, watching you beat yourself up inside. You head hanging lowly in your hands.
“How could I not remember them?” You cried.
“It was just your mind playing tricks on you. It’s ok.”
“It’s not okay. I put you through all of that.”
“Not on purpose darling.”
“Tom, I have something to get off my chest.”
“Yes, love.”
“I really thought I was going to die. But you were there and you saved me. You brought me back to them, thank you,” you recounted.
“Oh, baby. I was never going to just let you die. There was a moment where I looked over a battered body leaning against me after the crash. Your eyes were closed and I had accepted that you were gone. At that moment, I vowed I’d go too,” Tom concluded.
“Tom, they couldn’t lose both of us.”
“I know, I’m just glad they didn’t lose either of us.”
“I’m sorry.”
“For what, darling?”
“For everything. Our fight. Giving in you a hard time in Barcelona. I love you so much, Tom. I don’t know what I’d do without you,” you cried, letting yourself be completely vulnerable with him once again.
“Hey, you're not going to lose me. I believe it’s the other way around. I can’t live without you and I don’t want to, ever,” Tom said, smashing his lips on yours. God, how he missed you.
And with that, Tom had got his girl back, you. Your lips entangled with his was exactly what he needed. You were back. The love of his life and mother of his children. You were you again with the same spark in your eyes.
Something flipped in your head like a switch during the night. After falling asleep in his arms you dreamt of your life. Almost like a movie played in your head showcasing all the greatest memories.
Parker and Rosie’s first steps, the kids’ 5th birthday, the day you told Tom you were pregnant with twins, Tom’s proposal and so much more. Your memories are what made you who you were, even the bad ones.
All the fights and near death experiences came flooding back. But it wasn’t a feeling of drowning or being held down by the weight, begging for air. It was a feeling of renewal like the water had washed away all the pain and sins. Leaving faint stains of bad memories to be remembered for another day but never forgotten.
Tom brought you back. He was your anchor to the life you once knew. Resting in Tom’s arms felt like home. You knew you were safe.
“It’s so good to have you back in my arms,” he said, savoring every moment.
“I never want to leave,” you said, coming in for another kiss. Shorter this time but still full of longing and unconditional love. Tom broke away as he remembered something.
“Wait,” remembered Tom.
“What?”
“Come on, let’s go downstairs.”
“Why the kids are bringing us tea in bed?” You questioned.
“Just trust me,” Tom concluded.
“Okay,” you said, letting your husband lead the way. Descending the stairs and once reaching the bottom he asked for you close your eyes. You hesitant at first but agreed. He pulled you to the backyard for a much needed surprise.
“Ready. Open your eyes.” You just stood there in complete awe, speechless.
“We had a plan to bring back your memory. We set up the backyard to look just like our wedding,” Tom explained.
The backyard was full of the wedding essentials, an archway at the end of the aisle, chairs for the guests, and so many flowers. Flowers that decorated every pillar and fence, blooming with beautiful shades of lavender.
“Oh my god, it’s as beautiful as I remember it…. Tom I have an idea,” you smirked.
“Yes, darling,” Tom acknowledged.
“What would you say to us renewing our vows?” You asked, hoping he’d say yes.
“I love that idea, sweetheart. When would you want to do it?”
“Today.”
“Today?” Tom asked, stunned by your response.
“Yeah, it’s already all set up like our wedding. Why not?”
“Ok, yeah. Yes. I’m going to re-marry you today. I love you so much,” Tom exclaimed.
“And I’m going to re-marry you today. I love you too,” You grinned.
“Alright we need guests, just family,” Tom beamed.
“And I need a bridesmaid. Rosie?” You cheered, excited to share this day with you daughter.
“You serious?” Rosie asked
“Of course, honey. Now come on, I need a dress,” you said, pulling Rosie upstairs. Even though you were already married you wanted it to be as much as a real wedding as possible. So for the next few hours, you couldn’t see Tom.
Tom was tasked with inviting everyone. Sure it was last minute, but all the family would be there. He found it pretty awkward because he had to tell everyone that you got your memories back and getting married again in one phone call. He called Nikki, Dom, Harry, Sam, Paddy, your parents and Harrison and Henry.
“Haz, come quick. I need you at the house.” Tom left a message on Haz’s voicemail.
“Tom? What happened? I came as soon as I got your call,” Haz screamed, running through the mansion.
“Y/N got her memories back,” Tom cheered.
“That’s amazing. You called me all the way down here for that?” Haz asked, slightly annoyed.
“No, you div. I have a favor to ask….Will you be my best man?” Tom asked.
“Ok, I was already you best man at your wedding years ago,” Haz sneered.
“We are going to renew our vows. I wanted to know if would be my best man?”
“Are you serious?”
“No, you’re only my best friend aside from her. Yes, I’m serious,” Tom remarked sarcastically.
“I honored mate, of course. When is it?”
“In 3 hours,” Tom said stone faced.
“In 3 hours?” Haz screeched. It was so soon.
“Yeah, we set up the backyard to look like her and I’s wedding to bring back her memory.”
“Wait.. who’s officiating?” Haz wondered.
“Harry,” Tom said, trying not to burst into laughter.
“Oh, I’m so ready to watch him fuck that up.”
“Me too, mate. Now come we have a wedding to put on.”
The house erupted in wedding central. Tom had tasked his cook with cooking for 15 people for the reception, he had ordered a cake and called his personal tailor for two matching suits preferably black, just like at your first wedding.
Tom made his way upstairs to tell you about Harry officiating but was stopped by the maid of honor, Rosie.
“Why is this door locked?” Tom asked, angrily shaking the door knob.
“Dad what do you think you are doing?” Rosie asked sternly.
“Wow honey, you look beautiful,” Tom admired his daughter dressed in a light blue dress that dragged on the floor.
“Thanks, dad, it’s mom’s dress.”
“I remember, you look just like your mom.”
“Thanks, but I ask again what are you doing here?” Rosie interjected, not letting his endearing comments distract her from the more important matter. Tom wasn’t allowed to see you before the ceremony.
“I need to talk to your mother.”
“You can’t see the bride before her wedding it’s bad luck,” Rosie exclaimed.
“Please, I don’t believe in stuff like that. Plus we’re already married and happily might I add,” Tom interjected.
“Oh really, no bad luck? How do you explain all the bad things that have happened,” Rosie reminded.
“Umm, that’s not important right now. I need to talk to your mother.”
“Too bad, now shoo,” Rosie said, shooing him away with her hands.
“Fine, I guess she’ll never know THAT HARRY IS OFFICIATING,” Tom shouted as he left.
“Rosie, what did dad want?” You asked.
“Umm, nothing. Just to tell you that he found the most amazing officiant on short notice,” Rosie sneered, trying to keep it secret from you.
“Oh, good. Now, come here and let me do you hair,” you said, motioning her to the restroom.
It was now time, to remind everyone of a vow you once made.
You were dressed in a white floor length gown, not as near glamorous as you actual wedding dress but it was still beautiful. Your wedding song played again, Make You Feel My Love by Adele, as you came out from behind the corner.
All eyes turned to bask in your beauty. You could see Tom stop breathing, made you laugh a little. You noticed Harry up at the altar and wondered what had Tom done.
Rosie went up first, slowly gliding through the aisle. You followed behind her. Everything was once right with the world. You were about to re-declare your love for your best friend.
“Friends, family and Sam,” Harry said, taking a jab at his brother only to be returned with Sam sticking his tongue out. “We are gathered here today, to celebrate and re-marry Tom and Y/N Holland. If anyone has any objections please speak now or forever hold your peace,” Harry announced.
“I have problem. They’re already married,” Sam yelled from the audience.
“Sam, sit down you div. It’s a vow renewal,” Tom called out from the altar.
“Harry, they don’t ask that at actual weddings,” you whispered to him.
“Well, fuck,” Harry whispered.
“I’ve just been informed that I’m not supposed to say that, my apologies, I’m basing my entire speech on TV. Now I will continue with the proceedings. Can you believe this div, needing two weddings. Two fucking weddings when I haven’t even had one. Can we skip the vows? You’re probably going to say the exact same like thing you said 17 years ago,” Harry announced.
“Absolutely not, that’s the whole purpose. I’ll go first.” You started, taking a minute to breathe and share your heart with everyone there.
“Tom, these past 17 years being your wife have been a dream come true. You are my best friend and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I know it is fucking cheesy but, I can honestly say I found my soulmate, my better half. You make me be a better person and mother. I owe you everything and promise to give you all my love. What do you say, still want me as your wife? Please say yes, because I’m choosing you for then rest of my life. Couldn’t dream of anyone else. I love you, a thousand times over.”
“Y/N, just thinking about everything our love has survived and I’m amazed you have stuck with me through thick and thin. I want to thank you for the beautiful life you have given me and my two beautiful kids. This a declaration of my love for you but also a promise. I promise you will always be appreciated, that I will make you laugh and cry sometimes, appropriately. Falling in love with my best friend and marrying her has been the best decision of my life, I love you and I promise to always keep you safe and always stand by your side.”
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep. But that one I know you’ll keep,” you cheered.
“By the power vested in me by a shitty website online, I now pronounce you still husband and wife. You may kiss your wife. Children avert your eyes,” Harry concluded as Tom pulled you into a deep, passionate kiss. Nothing will ever be more perfect in that moment.
“Who else needs a cootie shot? Or some booze?” Harry called out, while you and Tom pulled apart.
“Fuck off, Harry,” Tom said, pulling you back in for another kiss.
“Where are we going on our honeymoon?” Tom whispered to you.
“I vote somewhere, we don’t have to fly,” you remarked.
“I second that. God, I love you.”
“You’re just lucky I said yes, Holland.”
“God damm right, I am.” Tom said, his lips getting caught in his smile.
There are moments where words have lost all their meaning and this was one It wasn’t full of sadness, quite the opposite. Nothing could ruin this perfect day. You were his once again.
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20 Questions for Fanfic Writers
Thanks to @theloversthedreamersandme82 for tagging me!
I tag @rahleeyah @andallthatmishigas @blossom--of--snow @ofhouseadama and anyone else, just tag me so I can see it!
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
63
2. What’s your total AO3 word count?
542,659
3. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
1. The Five Times Cassandra Caught Varric, And the One Time She Didn't
2. Somewhere Only We Know
3. To Kiss Or Not To Kiss
4. You Must Be Haunting Me
5. Go Ask Your Mother
4. Have you ever received hate on a fic?
Years ago, the fic is now deleted, but oooof did it stick with me for a while. I’ve gotten maybe one other (on a fic now deleted too) but other than that not a ton. I tend to stick to smaller fandoms or find a niche
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
I usually do!
6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?
oh jeez... not a ton?? oh I forgot about Your Favorite Color is Green (whoops, warning for character death)
7. What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?
every fic I write? IDK the first one that pops to mind is probably Our Own Hands Against Our Hearts
8. Do you write crossovers?
Oh absolutely @rahleeyah remembers my multiple crossover days (which I still SORT OF do, not as many crossovers as before, but still)
9. Do you write smut?
Every so often! I do have more smut things planned, but it’ll be a while before I get to them.
10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Nope
11. Have you ever had a fic translated? Or turned into podfic?
Nope!
12. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
No, not in the traditional sense
13. What’s your all-time favorite relationship (doesn’t have to be romantic)?
Alice and Matthew (TDBM)
14. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?
As Lovely As It Looks. We’ll see how this semester goes, but I might take a break after IB. I do love the au, it’s just a lot atm
15. What are your writing strengths?
Banter, definitely
16. What are your writing weaknesses?
Action scenes (ie fights)
17. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?
I don’t unless I know what I’m saying in that other language or I have a trusted translator
18. What’s the first fandom you wrote for?
Harry Potter, I’ve since moved on from it, but I’m so grateful for the ladies who helped encourage little 13 year old me
after my hiatus: Sanctuary, thanks to @daringlybelieving pestering me to write about my OC (ILU)
19. What are your favorite tropes/scenarios to read or write?
AU - usually any kind, fluff, found family, hurt/comfort (focusing on the comfort), fake dating, mutual pining, slow burn, anything by @rahleeyah @andallthatmishigas and @ofhouseadama
20. What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?
Right now it’s Infinitely Brave! it’s been a RIDE and I’m nearly done (but not done with the universe) but Our Own Hands Against Our Hearts is definitely an all-time fave.
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ask for writers !!
thank you @tomlinvelvetfics for tagging me! and thank you @soldouthaz for making this tag!
1. describe how you first started writing and when you first posted: i’ve been writing for years now, i started with het (ew!) 1d fics in portuguese back in 2011, it was actually those little imagines we used to write, don’t know if anyone remembers hehe. i posted them on a facebook page i was part of and i remember the first thingy i wrote was something with niall, but i really don’t remember any details (but was probably bad as heck since i was 11).
my first larry fic i probably wrote around 2012 when i found out the gay fanfics world haha, i don’t remember what it was or anything tbh, in my head i always wrote and posted gay fanfic.
my first fanfic in english was a little one shot (like 400 words honestly), it was a translation of a previous work i wrote portuguese. i posted it a year and a half ago and it’s called playground love (please don’t look).
2. which of your characters do you typically resonate most closely with? do you base any characters off of yourself?: i usually write from harry’s pov because i love love l o v e describing louis and how angelic he is, so usually i tend to see louis as this ethereal ish character, cause it’s usually about harry falling in love with him. so whether i like it or no, i tend to be closer to harry’s characters in my fics, i always like to put a bit of myself on him and make the character real, you know?
3. where do you often find inspiration?: honestly? anything! i’ve written fics inspired by tumblr posts, tweets, pictures, songs, movies, things that happened in my real life, books. i literally wrote a pwp because i couldn’t stop thinking about leather pants (go read my robin hood au).
4. has quarantine helped or hindered your writing process?: in the beginning it was really helping me, i’d stay up till 4am everyday just writing like crazy, but then i got into the worst writer’s block and didn’t write shit for months. (and of course right when i started getting new ideas, i started working so i have no free time).
5. do you listen to music/noise while you write or do you prefer silence? always listen to music, all the time. i can’t do anything without music. mostly because my brain is a mess and music helps me concentrate. i usually go for some chill songs, some indie pop and stuff.
6. what is your biggest writing pet peeve in your writing or in general?: oh my god, when i’m writing and two or more paragraphs start with the same word, one after the other. it drives me crazy!!!! and sometimes i spend hours looking for ways to word differently the sentences, just so i don’t have two paragraphs starting with “the”.
also when my paragraphs are two (or one) lines long, i can’t! it has to have three or more lines.
7. describe your ideal writing setup: at the dining table, in the middle of the night, with some soft music playing in the background and some popcorn with me!
8. favorite time of day to write?: well, just said it hehe i like writing at night.
9. favorite genre to write + one you’d like to try writing in the future?: woah, that’s tough because i literally write any genres! i really love writing fantasy and horror stuff, but i feel like it’s not really well accepted in the fandom? (spec horror). and when people like it, they only read from bigger authors so i usually keep myself from writing those. aaand tbh i probably already wrote most of fic genres out there, so there isn’t much left to try.
10. do you struggle with writer’s block? how do you typically overcome it? i’m writer’s block bitch and i do not know how to overcome her
11. what is the easiest part of your writing process and the most difficult? outlining tbh, i usually don’t (and it comes back to kick me in the ass). i always have too many ideas at the same time and can’t stick to one, so outlining and finding the right plot is really hard.
12. how do you come up with original characters? (if applicable): lately i haven’t really had the chance to come up with ocs, but when i wrote original books (not fanfics and stuff), i usually started with the gender and one outstanding personality trait and went from there.
13. what is your favorite and least favorite word? i love the words ethereal and breeze, omg you’ll find them A LOT on my fics. and my least favorite word is growl.
14. what is one thing about your writing that you’re really proud of and one thing you hope to continue working at?: i think i describe the vibez in the scene really well, it’s my favorite thing to do. and i need to work more on building my sentences, because theyre always supermessy.
15. what work of yours has your favorite ‘verse/world building? how did you come up with it?: definitely the fic i’m working on right now! i’m putting so much work on the world building since it’s a fantasy fic, so i’m planning every little detail about it. i hope other people like it too when they read it !!
16. what font and size do you write in? single spaced or double?: comic sans, 12pt, single spaced. don’t come at me.
17. what is a typo(s) you find yourself making consistently?: because english isn’t my first language, i always change like ‘th’ for ‘d’ (because it has a similar sound in portuguese), so catch me typing ‘de’ instead of ‘the’ or ‘dey’ instead of ‘they’.
18. (if applicable) do you separate fic writing from fandom?: i didn’t understand the question so i’m pretending i never read it hehe
19. what emotion is your favorite to write? which is the most difficult?: my favorite to write is probably,,, love/adoration, like harry looking at louis like he’s the whole world and thinking about how amazing he is? i love it.
and the most difficult is probably anger, i find it really hard to write like fights and stuff like that because usually i make the characters sound more sad than angry.
20. what is one thing you hope readers always take away from your works?: i never thought about that but,,, i hope they start finding joy in small things that happen in their day. that’s something i use a lot in my fics and i think it’s very important to bring it to real life. like enjoy that late night tea, showering in the morning, spending a summer day in the house, cleaning, etc.
21. what is the best and worst writing advice you’ve ever received?: i think the best advice is one i got from someone i no longer talk to, they told me this when i first started writing in english and it is to stop trying to write fancy or like native english speakers, because it’s much better to write simple sentences that i’m confident about than write sentences with words i barely know how to use.
and the worst advice is TO OUTLINE! i know i should maybe i dont know but leave me alone, i hate outlining bye
22. which one of your works would you most want to see turned into a film/television show?: ok so,,, it’s a book i wrote like three years ago with original characters. it’s called great evil and i wrote it in portuguese. it’s full of violence and acid humor, about a very evil and sarcastic demon and an angry hunter. (one day i’ll translate that book and turn it into a larry fic)
23. do you write scenes chronologically or out of order?: chronologically. always
24. how do you handle criticism?: really bad. please be careful with what words you use. i’m already really hard on myself when it comes to my writing, so sometimes someone says something and (it might be dramatic but) i feel my world crumbling and i want to stop writing right away.
25. what is the advice you would give to someone who is looking to start writing?: just,,, do it. there’s no right or wrong way to do it. there’s no such thing as too much or too little, bad or good plots. every idea is a good idea. write it for yourself, write something you like. go ahead and just do it. there’s always someone out there who will enjoy your work, no matter what.
26. what kind of feedback on your work always makes your day?: any comments make my day tbh, if you comment on my fic i’ll be forever grateful and will be smiling like a fool the whole day. honestly, even a “omg i loved it” comment can make my day.
27. which fic ‘verse of your own would you most like to exist in? which fic’s characters would you most like to befriend?: the one i’m writing 100%, please i want to live in a fantasy world. i wanna live in the water kingdom and have faerie louis as my king please.
and i’d like to befriend louis from my fic kiss me in your chevrolet, he’s a sweetheart and i must protecc.
28. what do you always enjoy getting asks about/wish people would ask about more?: anything! i rarely get asks so anything is good hehe
29. what has writing added to your life? how has it changed you?: it’s such a big part of my life, i spent all my teenage years writing and it really is what built my personality. it helped me being more creative with all aspects of my life and take life lightly, enjoy little things and moments.
30. why do you write?: i just love having ideas and putting out there, playing with words and finding new ways to describe daily things.
boost yourself + tags!
1a. share the last sentence you wrote:
The path through the dense forest, covered in slippery rocks and burning trees is already difficult enough, but it becomes ten times worse when you’re being pestered by small, demonic creatures.
2a. describe the wip you’re most excited about:
i’m honestly only working on one fic right now and i’m super duper excited about it
3a. share the piece of dialogue from one of your works you’re most proud of:
"I mean, I still don't plan on watching Star Wars, so…"
The boy groans playfully, throwing his head back and Louis' eyes are suddenly really interested in the column of the guy's throat.
"Americans really have no culture." He shoulders Louis slightly, warmth spreading through Louis' dainty shoulder and making him trip to the side lightly. With a faux outraged scoff, Louis waves a dismissing hand.
“What do British people know about culture? All you do is drink tea and talk about the weather all day,” Louis teases with a mischievous gleam in his eyes. “Also, Star Wars is American, just so you know.” He rolled his eyes playfully, feeling surprisingly comfortable in his presence.
Skater Boy sighs comically, shaking his head, his wavy locks falling gracefully on the sides of his face and Louis can’t stop thinking about how soft his hair must be.
“You got me there.”
not posted but i kinda like it (i’m not really good with dialogues, so it was really hard to find one lmao)
4a. share the best first and last lines from your work(s): I will do only those that are already published:
best first lines are from a halloween fic i never finished:
Louis’ blue eyes snap open. His heart pounds fast inside his rib cage, making something as easy as breathing almost impossible. Sweat drenches his body and he feels like drowning. He feels too awake and wary as his breathing calms down, as well as his grips on the sheets under him loosen.
best last lines are from my 2019 BLFF there’s more than one place to call home:
Their life was utter chaos, and they were definitely complete opposites, and sometimes Harry wished Louis would just shut the hell up, but at the same time, Harry wouldn’t change a single thing about his life, because he had Louis, and that was all that mattered to him.
5a. link the last fic you read: it was the devil's in the details by @raspberryoatss
6a. link the last work you published: you could take a lick (but it’s too cold to bite me)
7a. link to your ao3 (if applicable): cinnamons
8a. someone that inspires you: louis hehe
9a. a comfort fic/work that you’ve been grateful for this year: tbh i don’t read a lot of fics, but there’s this work a friend of mine wrote. it was in portuguese and she ended up deleting it but it’s amazing.
10a. other writers that you’d like to tag! @bottomlwt @raspberryoatss
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scroll on for a godtier thread about yunmeng bros
courtesy of @themackenziemachine
(1) This is going to get long & rambly, dont mind me. So.. WWX loves perfumes & scents. Every time they end up at a market he ends up at a perfumer's stall smelling everything until his nose is burning like some sort of crazed kid at a Yankee Candle & making whoever's with him do the same. ("Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan! You have to smell this one it's my favorite!" "Mn. Wei Ying has many favorites") Somehow he's still surprised when LWJ gives him a small vial of fancy indulgent scent for his birthday.
(2) LWJ is so bummed when he doesn't ever wear it. But he takes it everywhere and tells him smelling it makes him less lonely when they have to be apart so it cant have been that bad a gift. LSZ probably tries the same sometime with similar results. (He's decided that they should celebrate the anniversary of LWJ's visit to the burial mounds every year and gets his fathers' gifts accordingly.
(3) He's also been the victim of one of WWX's perfume shop sprees so it seemed like a good idea.) He takes it a little more to heart and probably complains to his friends though.Which is where JL comes in because, as in most stories like this, he's the common thread that can make the connection no one else will. He doesn't think much of it that first time, just scoffs that WWX is so wierd it's no wonder he'd be impossible to buy gifts for.
(4) (And immediately sets to thinking about what his da jui might like because like any good Jin one of his primary love languages is gifts but that's a different story) It doesn't actually click until the next major cultivation conference. JC leaves the opening banquet as early as is polite stirring up the usual gossip about how unsociable he is and it's no wonder he hasn't married.
(5) WWX finds JL before he can start a fight at the first major event he's hosting as sect leader and shoves a bottle and a packet of herbs into his hands. "For your uncle's headache. One cup of the medicine now, and one when he wakes up in the morning. The herbs can be brewed into a tea to settle his stomach." JL is too shocked to remember he was about to go start trouble but before he can ask how WWX knew he's already bounding across the room to hang off LWJ's arm and pester the other guests.
(6 oop hit my anon limit but idc) (Because what could he have said if he'd stayed to be asked. That of course he knew, JC is his baby brother? That it should have been obvious to anyone with eyes? That between the crowds and everyone wearing their best (strongest) perfumes & the stress of wanting everything to be perfect for JL he's surprised he lasted as long as he did? Certainly not that if it had been up to him he would have dragged JC out of there an hour ago when his eye started twitching.)
(7) Later that week when they have a free evening the juniors take off for the Lanling markets with WWX (who's totally there to supervise) and LWJ (actually supervising). It's such a relief to be away from the politics of it all & everyone is having a great time. When WWX waves them over to the perfume stall LSZ & LJY (who know better) suddenly become very interested in the merits of several silk coin purses in the stall across the way leaving JL to go see what he wants.
(8) Less patient than his husband or son it only takes four bottles before JL snaps that he'll buy him whichever one he wants if he'll just stop before he (JL) burns his nose off. WWX laughs and tells him that he doesn't wear strong scents anyway. And between the Gusu medicine from earlier and a vaguely familiar look that comes over his face when he says it it clicks for JL who can't help shoving him and calling him an idiot.
(9)"What? What? What did I do?" And he looks so genuinely confused and slightly wounded that JL has to roll his eyes and relent. He stands and stares at him so long and hard that WWX smile flickers and he starts to fidget before telling him, "You know, juijui never let anyone at Lotus Pier get a dog." And with that revelation he turns on his heel and walks (doesn't run and /certainly/ doesn't at all flee) off to find his friends so he doesn't have to see his uncle's look of shock and confusion.
#OKAY THIS KILLED MY HEART#BROTHERS QUIETLY CARING FOR EACH OTHER#LIKE 24/7#JC'S WELLBEING IS A CONSTANT PRIORITY FOR WWX#AND VICE VERSA#CAN you tell i love this#god#jc never let anyone at lotus pier get a dog#and the medicine...#imma cri#yunmeng bros#also submissions are open now so if anyone wants to make one go for it
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ANSWER 20 QUESTIONS, THEN TAG 20 FOLLOWERS!!!!
Name: Megan Jo
Nickname: (none)
Zodiac Sign: Sagittarius
Language: - English
Nationality: American
Favorite Season: Summer
Favorite Flower: Gladiolas and roses
Favorite Book(s): Winter of Fire by Sheryl Jordan and the Mercy Thompson series by Patricia Briggs
Favorite Fictional Character(s): Jessica Fletcher (and yes she counts fite meh!), Vash the Stampede, Nicholas D. Wolfwood, Father Abel Nightroad, Lancer Cu Chulainn, Caster Cu Chulainn, Iskander
Favorite Color: Blue since it’s the one color that doesn’t hurt my eyes
Favorite Animal(s): Tigers, cats, wolves, dragons
Coffee, Tea, or Hot Chocolate: Hot chocolate
Average Sleep: Either 3-4 hours or over 12 (insomnia sucks)
🐱 or 🐶 Person: Cats. I have a fear of big dogs.
Number of Blankets: around 4 / 5 since I get cold really easily
Blog Established: February 20th, 2016 (wow really that long ago?)
Followers: 144
Random Fact: I have the best mom ever. Legit. She is amazing. I’ve taken her to anime conventions, she watches anime with me, has enjoyed watching me play video games, her favorite band is Smash Into Pieces, and we love the same book series to death. My mom rocks and I am so blessed to have her to pester.
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