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#see you next march 6th maybe
maxiscoolongg · 5 months
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PATRICK HOCKSETTER HEADCANNONS
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☆ Lets bfr yall probably became friends because you were tutoring him on math because he is failing in school😭😭
★ like the teacher would pull you and Patrick aside after class and be like "Y/n you are going to be tutoring Patrick" you were stuned tbh
☆ Patrick however was really happy or something. When you guys were tutoring he kept asking questions about you.
★ You guys got surprisingly close.
☆ He gives you so much nicknames😭 (Ex: doll, dollface, pretty, darling, peaches)
★ he is really affectionate like REALLY affectionate.
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You were at your locker getting your books for next period until you felt to hands go into your hoops of your shorts you giggled a little as you said "Hello pat" you said sweetly. That same sweet voic that made him fall in love with you "Hey dollface, I was thinking we watch a movie at your house?" He asked as his hands traveled to your waist as his head went onto your shoulder as you looked at him "Mm.. Maybe, I have dance after school" you said as you turned around
"Awh, come one can't you just skip one class, prettyface" He said flirty "I guess I can, but if my mom yells at me I will blame you" You said smiling a tiny bit as he smirked.
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☆ He was the one who confessed to you for sure.
★ he LOVES watching horror movies.
☆ He for sure loves scream (Pretened it was released then)
★ Loves the way you get closer to him everytime a murder scene pops up
☆ If you don't flinch he love if you rant about it.
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You guys were watching a movie and a murder scene popped up, he looked at you a little as you got closer in fear he watched as your brows came together as the character made a stupid decision "Oh my God!- she is so stupid! Why wouldn't she run the other way!" You yelled as he chuckled a little. He ADORED the way you ranted about movies he loves it so much.
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★ Loves your lips, thighs, waist, ass,
☆ Definitely whispers stuff in your ear during school like ge would wishper stuff to make you laugh or to make you flustered
★ Your scared of the Bowers gang. Without a doubt, they are nice to you (Vic is the nicest) but still. You are friends with the losers and the keep telling you about them but you say "They're nice to me though!"
☆ Patrick definitely stalks you and takes pictures without permission. He loves the pictures of you drawing in class,
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YANDERE PATRICK HC
♡ you thought the relationship was all lovey dovey? No way.
♥︎ this man is so fucking overprotective, to the point its not even funny anymore
♡ if your asking me bro probably started stalking you in the 6th grade💀🙏🏻
♥︎ anyway, he probably planned the whole tutoring thing cause believe it or not he is actually probably really smart.
♡ teachers are SCARED of patrick, bro can practically get anything he wants so be careful my guy.
♥︎ If your hanging out with one of friends? Nope. Not any more! Patrick can keep you company,
♡ loves and I mean LOVES when he takes photos of you when you don't know, like bro will definitely pull a Johnathan byers and take photos of you changing. Not even kidding.
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"I'm going to bed night ma!" You said to your mom as you gave her a kiss on the cheek and walked in your room closing the door behind you as you walked to your closet and took off your top to grab a pajama shirt
"God.." Patrick whispered from outside of your window, he was far but not the far, he was far enough you couldn't see him. He took a quick photo and almost chocked on his breath when he saw you bare naked. "Fucking gorgeous, darling" he whispered to himself but then again towards you
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♥︎ bro is a sneaky mother fucker, steals everything.
♡ think a bracelet of yours looks nice? His now. No he doesn't do it because he wants it, he did it because he thinks you looked good wearing it and now he wants it so he can have a piece of you on him.
(EDITED March, 31st 2023.)
THATS ALL I HOPE YOU ENJOYED!!!
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boldlyvoid · 9 months
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Love Story
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Spencer Reid x Fem Reader
Summary: About a week into knowing her, Spencer knew he wanted to marry her one day. So, for her birthday, at The Eras Tour, he kneels to the ground and pulls out a ring...
Warnings: allusions to sex, stupid couple fights, Spencer spoiling her, roadtrips, food and drink mention, talks of the future (future kids) proposals.
a/n: this fic is for my best friend in the whole worlds birthday. @reidsbookclub, i love you, i hope you have the best time at your concert tonight <3
Word Count: 6k
Set in the Sweet Nothing Universe
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He’s been in Reno for 3 months and dating Y/N for 3 months now, too. 
They practically live together now that it’s summer vacation for her. She took on some kids for tutoring, and she sees them a few hours a week whenever they have time. She mostly goes to their houses or meets them at the public library, which is right next door to his work. She brings him in a coffee or a snack whenever she’s in town, they have lunches together and she even stays a little longer in town so she can drive him home afterwards. 
It’s been wonderful. 
Everyone at work knows her, they call her Mrs. Reid as a joke and she thinks it's cute… Spencer, on the other hand, wishes she was his wife so, so bad. It’s way too early to ask her, even if he knows in his heart that she’s the one for him. So he’s waiting. He’s not sure how long he’ll wait. He doesn’t even know if she wants to get married one day. He still has some things to learn about her. 
Her birthday is coming up, soon, he knows that much. He actually learned about her birthday when Penelope was first telling him all about her. August 4th, making her a Leo, the lion sign, even though she’s as gentle as a flower. 
They haven’t planned anything for her birthday yet, it's still a couple of weeks away. He knows she’s told her kids that she’ll be busy from the 3rd to the 6th, taking 4 days just to herself, she wasn’t planning on doing anything. Spencer wants to treat her to something so bad. Be it a nice dinner, a gift she wants or a trip somewhere. So he takes those 4 days off too, he books it in advance with his boss, it’s approved and now he just has to plan something. 
During one of his lunch breaks that she isn’t sitting in on, he takes out his phone and calls up Penelope. Having known Y/N longer, she’s the perfect person to discuss ideas with. 
“Spencer my lovely! What are you doing calling me at 3pm on a weekday?” She answers full of cheer. 
“Y/N’s birthday is coming up, I need your expert advice on what to get her,” he heads right into it, skipping all the niceties, he only cares about her. 
“Taylor Swift tickets, duh!” 
“I tried that months ago, they sold out way too fast,” he complains. “We missed the Vegas show 'cause I obviously didn’t know her in March, all she has left are the Seattle and California shows… but again, they’re all sold out and the resale tickets are insane.” 
“Hey, six grand for 2 tickets with the love of your life is so worth it,” Penelope teases. “I might have a connection to the Inglewood show… maybe I can see if they have any last-minute tickets?” 
“How do you have a ticket connection?” 
“My brother's wife works for Ticketmaster, she said they save some tickets for important people until the last minute and if they’re not taken, they get released to the general public and you can get better deals if you call Ticketmaster instead of going online,” she explains. “I’ll give her a call, I’ll see what she can do.” 
“Okay, call me back when you know more?” 
“Will do, Spence-roo,” she says before hanging up, making him smile. 
He goes home to Y/N’s apartment that night, they have a home-cooked meal together and they settle down on the couch to watch something on TV and just relax for the rest of the night. 
She’s cuddled into Spencer’s side watching TikTok on her phone. She scrolled and scrolled and scrolled, barely watching anything for more than 30 seconds and then she stops on one. Spencer can hear the music and the cheering, it’s a tour video. He peeks over to it, watching as someone proposed to their girlfriend in the middle of Love Story. 
She likes it, opens the comments and congratulated them. The next words out of his mouth are barely in his control. They just tumble out. 
“Do you ever think about getting married?” 
She smiles up at him, “To you? Absolutely.” 
He pulls her in for a kiss. She locks her phone and tosses it to the side so she can climb into his lap and kiss him some more. His hands migrate to her hips, and she runs her fingers through his ever-growing hair. Making out with her on the couch, she lightly grinds against him, he hums into the kiss, breaking it to kiss her jaw along to her ear. 
“I’d want to marry you too…” 
She cups his face, staring him down, “Ask me whenever you’re ready.” 
“It’s not too soon?” 
She shakes her head, “No… I mean, people will probably think you knocked me up because of how fast we’ve moved but, it’s been 3 months. We know everything about each other, we sleep beside each other every single night, and I never want to break up with you. The next logical move would be to get married.” 
He steals another kiss, “I think,” he kisses her again on her jaw again, making his way down her neck, “You’re right.” 
She smiles, letting him go down to her boobs, “about people thinking you got me knocked up?” 
He laughs against her, “I mean, we fuck so often—
“No, don’t even joke,” she pulls his attention back to her. “You can’t get me pregnant just randomly, I don’t have enough money to pay for my substitute. You’d have to knock me up so I can have the baby in the summer…” 
He laughs, “You’re not serious, right?” 
“I’m completely serious. I don’t get maternity leave, I have to have summer babies if I want to keep my job.” 
“I have money,” he reminds her. “If we get married it becomes our money, you’d never have to worry about anything ever again.” 
She settles slightly, her shoulders drop again and she stares at him so softly, “I’d still worry, you know me.” 
He kisses her again, reaching up to brush her hair back, “I’m going to take care of you for the rest of your life… and if we ever had kids, you know I’d do the same for them.” 
“Do you want kids, like genuinely?” She asks. “Cause I know you love Henry and you said that you thought about having them with Maeve but—
“I want you to have my babies… whenever you’re ready,” he tosses the phrase back to her. 
That does it, she dives back in for another kiss, heating it up tenfold, he cradles her head and back, leaning down against the couch so he can hover over her. Working the button on her jeans open, he starts to tug on them when his phone rings. He wants to just let it ring, but it’s Penelope's ringtone. He hasn’t changed it, no matter how long he hasn’t worked with her, it’s still the same thing. 
“Hold on,” he whispers, trying to pull away. 
“Leave it,” she tugs him back in. She gets a few more kisses in and then he pulls back further. 
“I can’t, I’m sorry, I have to take this,” he reaches out to grab his phone off the coffee table and walks out of the apartment to take the call. 
“Hello?” 
“Hey, sorry, I know it’s late,” Penelope answers. “But I have good news. We were able to pull some strings and I got you 2 floor tickets for the 4th.” 
“No way?” He’s gobsmacked. 
“Way!! I gave her your information, the tickets are in your name and they’re being mailed to you so you’ll have physical tickets. You can just pay me back.” 
“What was the damage?” 
“they were $1800 each…” 
“That’s a lot better than the resale price,” he’s so glad. “Thank you, Penny, really, she’s going to love this.” 
“Hey, she was my friend first, I’d do anything for her,” Penny teases. “Now go back to hanging out with her, I’ll talk to you later, okay?” 
“thank you, we love you,” he reminds her. 
“I love you too!” And then she’s gone. 
He heads back inside and she’s no longer on the couch. The tv is off, all the lights are out, and she’s retreated back to the bedroom. He knocks before he enters, “Hey… sorry about that.” 
“It’s fine,” she says, clearly a bit upset. “I get it, works more important that me sometimes.” 
“No, no it’s not… and that wasn’t work.” 
“Is that supposed to make me feel better? Cause it doesn’t.” 
He timidly walks towards her, “Hey, hey, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have walked out on you like that. I know. But it was important… it’s for your birthday, that’s all I can say.” 
She bites back a smile, looking him dead in the eyes. “Really?” 
He nods, “You still have from the 3rd to the 6th off, right?” 
She nods, “I do… why?” 
“I’ll tell you more when the day gets closer, just, don’t plan anything, I want to make this special. This is our first birthday together, I want to celebrate you.” 
“Okay, you’re forgiven,” she gives in, she rushes over to him and tosses her arms around his neck. “But next time it rings and you’re about to go down on me, it can wait.” 
“It definitely can,” he agrees, picking her up, he tosses her onto the bed. “Let me make it up to you.” 
She watches the era’s tour live streams on TikTok every weekend, she favourites outfits that she’d want to wear and she tells Spencer all about the surprise songs that she’d want to hear live one day. 
What she doesn’t know is that Spencer has memorized everything she’s said and he’s been using it to his advantage. He’s found her Pinterest board with eras tour dream outfits, and he’s made a playlist of her favourite songs so he’ll be able to sing along no matter what surprise songs happen. And he’s started to buy tour outfits for himself too. 
He puts a lot of work into her tour outfit, too. It’s midnights themed, he got her a denim jacket with the back panel cut out and replaced with a starry lace pattern. He bought iron on paper and printed out her favourite lyrics to iron onto the arms and put stars on a pair of dark blue Converse. He’s even been making friendship bracelets while on his lunch break at work. He just hasn’t been able to decide on what to get her to wear under the jacket and with the shoes. Nothing seems to be perfect enough. 
He’s walking home from work one night when he passes a window display full of sparkly dresses. He just doesn’t want to get her the wrong size. So he has the bright idea to take one of Y/N's dresses with him to the store to compare sizes. Trying to steal one of her dresses… that’s going to be difficult. 
“I have a question for you,” he asks that night at dinner. “But you can’t ask any follow-up questions or anything, okay?” 
“Alright..?” 
“Can I have one of your dresses to compare to a dress I want to buy you for your birthday?” 
She swoons, “Yeah… or you could take my measurements?” 
“Either way, I just want to make sure it fits.” 
And so that night she gives him one of her favourite dresses. She tells him the size she prefers in different fabrics and he makes a mental note of every single thing she says. 
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The next day, he brings the dress to work with him, people want to ask questions but they don’t. He makes it through the day, walks out of work with the dress and right into the store he saw yesterday. 
The shop owner clocks him right away, noticing the dress, she thinks he’s making a return. 
“Hi, how can I help you?” 
“I’m surprising my girlfriend with Taylor Swift tickets for her birthday and I’m trying to plan her outfit, too, and the dress in the window is perfect! I brought in one of her other dresses, just to compare sizing so I get it right,” he explains. 
“Oh my god, aren’t you the dream boyfriend?” She teases. “Can I see that?” 
He places it on the counter for her, she takes a look at the tag and holds it up, “I think I have the window dress in this size… what era are you going for?” 
“I made her a jacket in the Midnights aesthetic and her shoes are evermore,” he shares. “The dress in the window is kinda mirrorball-esque, I like it.” 
“You know your shit,” she can’t believe it. “Do you have an outfit picked out?” 
He shakes his head. “No, I can’t decide if I want to do fearless or lover…”
“You could do both, get a puffy Romeo shirt and some pink pants, that would be cute?” 
“Yeah, yeah I like that idea… you know the Lover album cover, the heart she has around her eye? How would I do that?” He asks, he hasn’t had someone to talk to about any of this, so he’s taking a chance and asking everything. 
She’s really helpful, she’s able to get him the dress in the right size, show him where he can get adhesive sparkles for the face, helps him plan his own outfit and even get some accessories too. He spends a fair bit of money in her store and he thanks her. 
“I’m going to bring her back here after the tour, maybe she can get her engagement party dress here,” he suggests. 
“Wait, are you going to ask her to marry you at the show?” 
He nods, “During love story.” 
“She’s one lucky girl,” the shop owner swoons again. She’s overjoyed for them. “If you bring her back here for that I’ll give you a discount, that’s the sweetest thing in the world. I really hope she says yes.” 
“Me too.” 
He stole a piece of her costume jewelry when she wasn’t looking, a ring she typically wears on her right ring finger and brings it with him to all the jewelry shops he goes to. Finding a ring that feels like Y/N is hard. He wants it to be perfect, he wants it to be big and pretty and something she’ll show off to everyone. He wants it to be a ring that will stay in style for the next 50 years, he wants it to last. 
He’s looked at a million styles, every colour and cut imaginable… but nothing seems right. He knows the kind of rings she likes from her Pinterest, but even they don’t seem to fit what he imagines for them. This ring is supposed to symbolize their love and their relationship. It has to be perfect. 
He finds the ring on Etsy of all places. It was his last chance to get a ring. There were only 2 weeks until her birthday and he had to make sure the ring was in his possession before they took their trip to LA. 
The ring comes in two parts, one ring for the engagement and the other for the wedding. The wedding band perfectly encompasses the engagement ring, making the main ring look like it has little leaves coming out from around it. 
He gets them in white gold, the main stone is a man-made, oval-shaped diamond and the stones around it are man-made opal, 4 on each side to be exact, shaped like little diamonds. The wedding band also has man-made stones, in green. Together, they look perfect. He has them expedited, he pays the artist top dollar to make sure they’re at his house by August 1st and he prays they make it. 
She picks him up after work on July 31st and when they arrive at his house, there’s a package sitting on his front step. Part of him is furious that they just left it, they didn’t leave a drop-off notice and take it back to the UPS store for safekeeping, the rest of him is relieved that it made it. Y/N on the other hand, is nosey. She wants to know what he ordered. She’s curious as to why he didn’t want to open it in front of her, but she doesn’t bring it up again once he hides it in his room. 
They’re in the middle of cooking dinner when she wraps her arms around him, stands on her tip-toes and rests her head on his shoulder to watch him stir around the pan. “Can I ask a question about my birthday?” She pries slightly. 
“Depends on the question.” 
“Do I have to pack a bag or anything?” She asks the first question. 
“Yeah… I got us an Airbnb for the few days we’re taking off work,” he explains, not giving away too much.
“Okay, and what should I pack?” 
“Underwear, pyjamas, comfy clothes,” he lists off a few things. “Makeup and whatever you want to do with your hair… I’m going to tell you what’s happening the day of, you’ll have a few hours to plan for each event.” 
“Each event?” She picks that out. 
He just nods, “You’ll find out more later.” 
“Fine,” she sighs, resting her chest against his back now, she holds him tighter. “I’m going to go all out for your birthday too, you know.” 
“I know… we’re kind of obsessed with each other,” he teases. 
“I think it’s called love,” she reminds him. 
“You’re right… I do love you a lot,” he says as he spins around in her grip and hugs her close, kissing her neck gently. “I love you so much.” 
She hums happily, “I love you too, sneaky man. It’s killing me that I don’t know what’s happening but I trust you.” 
“Good,” he pulls back and cups her cheek. “How would you feel leaving late on the 2nd instead of early on the 3rd?” 
“We can do that, I know you prefer driving at night,” she knows him well. “We can pack after work and leave once we’re done.” 
“I will be packed the day before,” he teases. “I’m not a last-minute man.” 
“Oh, I know, you don’t do anything lightly, but I might need help packing,” she reminds him. “You can help me pick out accessories and shoes to match whatever you got me.” 
“You think I didn't get you shoes and accessories? Have you seen me?” He teases, that’s one thing she loves about him. He’s always matching.
She just laughs, “Of course you did.” 
Spencer walks from his apartment to hers with 2 suitcases, one for his own things and one just for their eras tour outfits. He has her second key fob, so he unlocks her car when he arrives and puts his things in the backseat and heads up to her apartment. He knocks once but ultimately lets himself in. “Babe?” 
“Bedroom!” She calls back, letting him know where she is. 
“Hey…” 
“So I’ve played out a bunch of outfits, what ones will be good for what you have planned?” 
“Anything is good, I have your outfit for the main event planned, the rests are dinners, brunches and us driving to and from California.” 
“We’re going to California?” She can’t believe it… but then she clues in. “Oh my god, Spencer, why are we going to California?”
He shrugs, “I don’t know, you tell me?” 
“I’m going to lose my mind if we’re doing what I think we’re doing,” she explains, rushing to his side, she places her hands on his shoulders, “I’m going to go nuts.” 
“I have no idea what you’re referring to…” 
She can’t believe him, she just hugs him and holds him there, “Oh, you’re so cute when you try to lie to me, I love you so much.” 
“I love you,” he hugs her back, kissing the top of her head. “Now, hurry up and pack, we can check into the Airbnb after 10pm tonight, if we leave now we could be there by midnight?” 
And so they pack her up, they check the apartment to make sure everything is off and all the widows are closed and they head out. She locks the door, he brings her suitcase down to the car and she lets him drive. He’s a lot more comfortable on the road at night, he takes them out of Reno, down Highway 695 towards Carson City. They see Bridgeport, Willow Springs, Mammoth and Crowley Lake, Big Pine, Independence, Long Pine and then they stop for gas and a snack. He drives from Long Pine to Ridgecrest and then they pass through Mojave around 11:30. 
They’re in the home stretch now. She knows exactly what’s happening when they go through Santa Clara.  She can see on their GPS that by taking the 405 south they’ll end up in Inglewood in just a few minutes. 
He got them a cute little Airbnb just a stone's throw from the stadium, they’d be able to walk to and from if they wanted to. Once he parks outside of it, she turns to him with tears in her eyes. “How did you manage to do this?” 
“Penelope,” he says with a smile. “She knows someone at Ticketmaster, they got me really good tickets for the 4th. I bought you an outfit, I made myself one, too… I know how badly you wanted to see her so I made it happen.” 
“You really are the man of my dreams,” she swoons. “Thank you.” 
“I’d do anything for you,” he reminds her. Meaning every word. 
“I know… now let’s get all our shit inside so I can give you a proper thank you.” 
They spend their first day there just looking around. They have brunch at a cute little spot she’s always wanted to try, they visit the National History Museum and Exposition Park. It’s a lovely day where they just get to hold hands and be together. They order dinner to their Airbnb and eat while watching TV and then they spend another night in bed together. It’s perfect. 
When they wake up on the 4th, Spencer smothers her in kisses and wishes her a happy birthday… they don’t leave the bed for a while after that. 
He orders her breakfast and while they’re waiting for it, he shows her the outfit he has picked out for her. The dress, her jacket, the shoes, a cute little clear purse for the stadium and a lot of sparkly makeup options for whatever she wants to do. 
“Spencer, this is perfect?” She’s amazed by it all. “How did you know?” 
“I found your Pinterest,” he shrugs. “and you always show me cute outfits on TikTok, I took a lot of inspiration from what I knew you’d like and your favourite songs to make this… and these,” he pulls out a ziplock bag full of bracelets. All handmade. All perfect.
She spreads all the bracelets out on their bed, and she reads each and every single one. He has sent titles, lyrics and abbreviations, even quotes from Taylor that he’s memorized from how many times she’s watched Miss Americana on her days off. “Spence, how am I going to part with these?” 
He shrugs, “Don’t trade your favourites? Maybe leave any special ones here?” 
“Yeah, I guess I could do that… I can’t believe you went through all the trouble of making these just for me, seriously, when did you have the time?” 
“On my lunch breaks,” he laughs to himself. “I had no idea what I was doing and then Keesha, our undercover girl, showed me how to make them better.” 
“Everything is perfect, Spence,” she stands and wraps her arms around him, holding him close. “This is going to be the best night of my life.” 
She really had no idea. 
“I was thinking we could maybe go get our nails done,” he says as she pulls away. “We don’t have to be at the stadium till 6, I think it would be nice to get some eras nails done? I might even get some colour?” 
“Yeah, that sounds amazing!” She agrees, not thinking anything of it. 
He really just wants her to think her nails are pretty when he slips the ring onto her finger later tonight. 
He already made the appointment with a local nail salon for 1pm, giving them enough time to head back to their Airbnb and get ready for the show and maybe even get something to eat before they go. He’s such a planner. She loved every second of it, it made her less stressed to know that he already knew everything that was going on and he was confident about it too. 
He gets his nails done as well. He’s always wanted to but never had the chance to. He gets just basic gel while she goes all out with a shorter acrylic shape, she gets sparkles and stars all in the 10 different album colours and she loves them. She keeps staring at them the whole walk home, she loves how they sparkle in the light and how pretty the shape makes her hand look. 
The ring is going to look even better on her hand now. 
They shower together back at their place, Spencer watches in awe as she does her hair and her makeup and it’s not until the end that he hands her the adhesive sparkles and asks her to help him put the lover heart around his eye. 
“What did you plan for your outfit?” She asks while carefully sticking each sparkle to his face. 
“I got some bright pink pants, like, highlighter pink, bright,” he smirks. “I also bought a puffy shirt like Romeo… I wanted to go for Lover Story.” 
She laughs, “Oh you’re going to look good.” 
“I also bought cowboy boots…” 
“You didn’t,” she can’t believe it. “What colour?” 
“Pink.” 
“Oh my god, Spence… really?” 
“well like you said Lover and Midnights go together like they were planned to be back to back and you’re my other half so I wanted us to match… and then I’m partly fearless which came after Evermore which is on your shoes, so, it all matches.” 
“I love you,” she cups his face gently, “like it’s insane how much I love you.” 
“It’s not insane. It’s the perfect amount,” he teases, pulling her in for a kiss. 
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She doesn’t know they have front-row seats until they’re at the stadium getting their tickets checked. The best part of her reaction at the gate is that she thinks this is the last surprise… she’s so overjoyed with the thought of being that close to Taylor Swift that she can’t even fathom him proposing tonight. 
From all the Tiktok's that she’s watched since March, she knows that the best time to go to the merch stands isn’t before the concert. It’s during. So, on their way to their seats, they simply buy some overpriced drinks and trade a couple friendship bracelets before heading towards their seats. She looks around with her mouth agape, amazed at how big the place is and how much of the stage takes up the floor. 
At their seats, she shakes her head and lets out an exasperated laugh, “I can’t believe you got these?” 
“Only the best for my girl,” he teases, wrapping his arm around her, he brings her in and kisses the top of her head. “I love you, Happy birthday.” 
“I love you,” she smiles up at him. “Thank you for this, really. I’m going to thank you a million times.” 
“You don’t have to,” he waves it off. “I wanted to come too, you know, she’s a big reason we’re together in the first place.” 
“If only we could tell her thank you,” she laughs. 
“We should’ve made a sign,” he teases. 
“We should’ve…” she agrees. “Maybe I can just put big text on my phone and hold it up to her?” 
“That could work.” 
So that’s what she does, sitting in her seat, waiting for the opener, she drafts a few things to say while the stadium starts to fill up. 
It takes a while before someone behind them actually shows up. Spencer worried there for a moment that the seats behind him didn’t sell and thus part of his plan for tonight would be ruined… but then a couple girls, in their teens, show up just before HIAM comes out to play. 
Spencer takes something from his pocket, pretends to reach between their seats to the floor and turns back to one of the girls. “Um, I think you dropped this,” Spencer says to the girls behind them, he hands them a note and a $5 bill. Y/N watches him hand it back to them and then turns right back to watching the openers play. 
“Oh thanks,” the girl says with a smile. She opens the note and her eyes widen as she reads it. 
‘Can you please record me and my future fiancé during love story? I have an important question to ask her and I want to remember it forever.’ And his number at the bottom. 
She looks at Spencer with her eyes full of tears and nods, mouthing “I can do that.” 
He gives her a thumbs up and turns back to watching the show. HAIM are a band he’s heard Y/N play before, he’s surprised how many words he knows just from being around her. They’re amazing and he knows that because they’re on the tour now, that means their song with Taylor has been added to the setlist. He really likes that one, even if it is about premeditated murder. 
He knows the setlist like the back of his hand. It starts with Lover, the intro is a remix of all her eras names over top of the song Miss Americana and The Heartbreak Prince, the dancers wear these big sheets of fabric, peacocking around the stage and then they cover the middle of the main diamond stage. Once they lift the sheets back up, however, Taylor emerges onto the stage and the crowd goes wild. 
He’s seen the show on Tiktok live so many times that he’s okay with missing it in person, instead, he watches her. He watches the way she stares at Taylor like she hung the stars and the moon herself. Like she’s some sort of god and everyone here is blessed to be in her presence. She cries, shaking her head in disbelief, she chants the words back to her and doesn’t even realize Spencer has been staring at her the whole time. 
“Look how close she is,” Y/N bumps his shoulder and points. “She’s literally right there.” 
“I know,” he smiles, so in love with her he couldn’t even pay attention to Taylor. 
When Cruel Summer starts, she screams so loud, Spencer’s sure she’s going to lose her voice tomorrow. He finally starts paying attention to the show now. Singing along, he knows all the words. He actually really loves this song. And the man. He loves everything from Lover simply because he’s so deeply, deeply in love. 
Post-lover, Taylor heads in for a costume change and thats when Spencer starts to feel anxious. He’s 2 songs away from his big moment. He checks his pockets, he still has the ring, in its box staying safe, it’s right there and ready to go. He almost blacks out for most of Fearless, he snaps back into it for You Belong With Me and the first note to Love Story gets his heart beat racing a million miles a minute. 
He looks back at the girl behind him who has her phone out already she smiles at him, nodding like she’s ready to go and he takes a deep breath. Taylors walking down the catwalk, she’s going to be literally right in front of them when he gets down on one knee… he doesn’t think she’s seen a proposal this close and in person yet on this tour? Maybe she’ll notice them? 
He sings along, genuinely loving the song and it steadies him a little. Y/N is singing too, jumping up and down and pointing at Taylor during all the best parts. She’s having the time of her life… she has no idea what’s coming.
The second chorus comes and he reaches into his pocket, he’s holding the box in his hand and his heart is in his throat. 
“And I got tired of waiting… wondering if you were ever coming around, my faith in you was fading! When I met you on the outskirts of town!” Y/N sings along. “And I said Romeo save me I’ve been feeling so alone I keep waiting for you but you never come is this in my head I don’t know what to think, he kneels to the ground and pulled out a ring and—
She notices then that he’s dropped to one knee, following the song, he holds open the little black box and she screams. Everyone in their section is screaming. “Marry me, Juliet, you’ll never have to be alone I love you and that’s all I really know!” Spencer sings along to the song.
She’s frozen, can’t believe this is happening and real but she looks at the ring and then at him, her eyes full of tears. “Yes!!! Yes, I’ll marry you!!” She gets down to the ground with him and pulls him into a kiss, he smiles into it, happier than he’s ever been in his whole life. 
When she pulls back he takes the ring from the box and slides it onto her ring finger. He helps her back to her feet and all she can do is stare at it. “Holy shit?” 
“I love you!” He shouts, loud enough for everyone to hear. “I want to love you forever.” 
She pulls him into another hug, not even noticing that Taylor did see it. She pointed at them, she got excited and there was footage of it from a million different angles that she’ll get to see later. She finishes the song, running back to make her mark and then she disappears once again to get ready for Evermore. 
Y/N snuggles into his side, her left hand resting on his chest, she keeps pulling her hand back to look at it. There’s just enough quiet between eras that she asks, “Where did you get it? It’s beautiful.” 
“Etsy,” he says with a smile. “It was on my doorstep the other day when you came over.” 
“No way?” She laughs, “how long have you been planning this?” 
“Since I asked you how you felt about getting married one day,” he admits. 
She stands on her tiptoes and leans in for another kiss, “I Love you.” 
“I love you,” he reminds her. “Forever and always… but I actually mean that.” 
She laughs, “god, you really are the number 1 fearless stan, aren’t you?” 
He’s about to reply when the girls behind him poke him in the back, “Hey!” They both turn around. “I texted you the video and my friend got the other angle of Taylor's reaction!” 
“She saw it?!” Y/N freaks out. 
They nod, freaking out with her, “Yeah!! She pointed at you guys and she was so happy!!” 
“Holy shit!” Y/N shouts for the second time. “This is the best day of my fucking life, how does it keep getting better?” 
“I don’t know man, but congrats!” The girl says. “You guys are so cute together.” 
“Thank you,” they say at the same time. 
She looks at him this time like he hung the stars. If you told him just 4 months ago that he’d find the love of his life and get engaged to her at a Taylor Swift concert of all places, he would’ve laughed… now he can’t imagine his life going any other way. 
This is where he was always supposed to be. 
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@ncsls0515 @stevesmunsons @reidsbookclub @sweetyyhippyy @manuosorioh @mrs-dr-reid @k-k0129 @squishyturtle @katsukis1wife @babybisexual @marsmunson86 @buckleyhans 
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gentlebeardsbarngrill · 2 months
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03/05/2024 Daily OFMD Recap
TLDR; Samba Schutte BTS; Extended Battle Jacket Scene; Alex Sherman and his Butt; Rhys Darby; UK Crew Billboard Meetup; Watch Party Reminders; Fan Spotlight/Podcasts; Love Notes; Daily Darby/Tonight's Taika;
= Samba BTS Explosion =
Most of you have probably seen it by now, but Samba posted the longer version of the Battle Jacket scene that Ruibo mentioned yesterday in the WJW interview.
= Alex Sherman =
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Samba also gave us some more BTS Videos, but tumblr won't let me upload more than one video at a time per post, so here they are on separate posts:
Alex Sherman BTS Part 1: Buttox Guy
Alex Sherman BTS Part 2: Buttox Guy and Arm Guy
BTS OFMD Extras
== Rhys Darby ==
Well with no context, my only thought is maybe Rhys is going to be playing Dungeons of Eternity next on his youtube channel! I guess we'll see.
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== Taika Waititi Kudoboard!==
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Several lovely crew-mates have been putting together a Kudosboard for our dear Taika Waititi!
Please add your kind words, well wishes, thanks, or other positive thoughts for Taika! We will share the link with him on Wednesday, March 13.
Please note that this board is moderated and inappropriate comments will be removed immediately.
https://ofmdlove.kudoboard.com/boards/Mi5DxyBL#view
== UK Crew ==
The UK Billboard has been scheduled for 11 Mar!
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== Watch Party Reminders ==
= A League Of Their Own =
Tomorrow the 6th is ALOTO Episodes 4-5, and then OFMD 4-5 Time: 1-4PM EST/6-9PM GMT Where: You can watch ALOTO on Amazon Prime
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Watch Party Hashtags:
OurFlagMeansBaseball, 
SaveOFMD 
SaveALOTO to join the event!
= Mar 4 - Mar 8: Wrecked Season 1 =
Don't have access? DM @iamadequate1 on Twitter or Tumblr
Season 1 watch from March 4th to March 8th. 
Season 2 watch from March 11th to March 15th. 
Season 3 watch from March 18th to March 22nd.
Times will be 10pm GMT / 5pm EST / 4pm CST / 2pm PST. Watch two episodes per day. Episodes are 21-22 minutes each. Use the following Saturday for the tags/watch if interested but not able to make this time.
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Hashtags: 
#WreckedPirates
#SaveOFMD
#RhysDarbyFaction
== Fan Spotlight ==
= Never Left Podcast =
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Never Left Artwork by Amy Gleason
Episode 007 Beautiful Princess Disorder (Part 1)
Our lovely crew-mates over at the Never Left Podcast are delving into BPD (Borderline Personality Disorder or Beautiful Princess Disorder) and how it relates to Edward Teach. Very interesting and kind discussion of BPD and it's coming in multiple parts. I'm so happy that we have a safe-space-ship to discuss this.
Never Left Podcast Linktr.ee
= Cast Cards =
Today's new Trading Card is Will Arnett! Thank you @melvisik for giving us more and more to collect!
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== WB is removing stuff from Etsy ==
FYI to all you sellers out there on Etsy. Thanks @ofmdfanpage for this info.
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== Love Notes ==
Hey Lovelies. It's that time again to take a moment for yourself, and do a quick self-care check.
First: Have you had any water lately? Anything to eat?
Whatever you're doing, take a minute to get yourself a glass of water, maybe a small snack, the rest will be there when you get back. I know it feels like you absolutely CANNOT stop what you're doing, or you won't get back to it, but I promise you, unless what you're doing is literally life-saving (like open-heart surgery) or you're in the middle of driving a bus full of people, it can wait a couple minutes.
I know you're strong enough to push through and keep going, but you deserve a break. You deserve a minute or two to yourself.
Second: Time to take a deep breath.
Remember to hold it just for a second or two and take your time breathing it out.
In through the nose, out through the mouth.
Great job :)
Today I was reminded of a short meditation poem by Thich Nhat Hanh on breathing that used to help me get through rough days and I wanted to share it with you-- with each line, breathe in and out slowly. Here's more on it if you're interested: Meditation Poem
In, Out Deep, Slow Calm, Ease Smile, Release Present Moment, Wonderful Moment
Right now, you're the wonderful, present being. You're alive, you're breathing, and you're kicking ass. It's fucking tough out there sometimes, and it's okay to struggle, just don't ever forget how incredibly unique and wonderful you are.
Infinite numbers of events, random meetings, and stars colliding led up to the imperfect, glorious you, and you're still here, shining with us (whether dim or bright tonight).
Love you crew. Whatever challenges you're facing, know we're here for you. Reach out if you need us <3
== Daily Darby / Tonight's Taika ==
Tonight's theme is THAT STASH.
Taika Src: @skux-life Rhys Srs: @fandomsmeantheworldtome
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The Wayhaven Chronicles—Update 03/March/2023
We're getting soooo much closer to release, guys! Aahh! :D
This week was mostly social media days, which were really a relief to throw myself into. Had great fun writing the content for Patreon and getting lost in the lore of Wayhaven with asks!
Glad patrons have been having fun with the Spring scenario poll already—glad you guys are choosing them because I would seriously struggle to decide, hehe! ;D
We've also been continuing working on Book Three release content, which will be starting very soon because it's April next month! Can you believe it??? We really want to get the word out about Book Three and Wayhaven as we're hoping to build things from here on so as we can start some really exciting ideas in the future (which we'll go more into after Book Three, as that's the main focus right now, obviously, hehe :D).
I did sneakily get a bit more early planning in on Book Four and, well, along with a change in story, the villain is also getting a personality make-over, lol! I've had this antagonist in my head for soooo long but then a new form of them just popped into my head as I was driving home from the hospital one night, and it has seriously stuck. I can't imagine them any other way now!
For people asking if April 6th is still the release date for Book Three—it is as far as I'm aware! I haven't heard any different. Hosted Games handles the release and decides the date, so I'm just here with you guys with fingers-crossed that it sticks, especially as we've planned the run-up to release with content!
We just want to say again how grateful we are for all of your support, well-wishes, and patience during this tough time with our mum <3 She was taken in for a sudden operation on Tuesday and then Wednesday, and though it's going to be very slow, it really looks like we're on the recovery path now! Finally! It's been such a huge relief after so long. I'm actually writing this update from a table at the hospital waiting until visiting hours start so as I can go see her!
Next week will hopefully be the start of the release run-up stuff, some more not-so-sneaky Book Four planning, and maybe a last look over Book Three if Hosted Games can get the files back to me after their proof-reader (fingers crossed!).
Hope you all have the most fantastic weekend! We'll be offline as usual, but I'll update you all again next Friday <3
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Pizza and secrets.
Desc: Charlie finds you diary and reads what you wrote about him in it.
warnings: Kissing, making out, closeted feelings, fluff, crushes
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After school you normally had Charlie over. it was a basic routine you've had in place since the 6th grade. And its now your senior year in high school and you're still doing the same practice. Today your guys agreement was to study. You both knew you wouldn't end up studying and you'd just get distracted but you enjoyed the company. Especially when its a guy you like.
You guys finally got out of school and were rushing to your car which was parked in the student lot off to the side of the school. You were so excited to get home. You absolutely HATED your school. "soooo what did you need help studying with again?" Charlie asked as soon as you guys sat down in the car. "just some homework shouldn't take long." You say as you start up your car and put some music on.
When you guys finally make it to your house the shut off the car and go inside. Both you and Charlie make a b-line to the kitchen to pig out. You see your mom sitting at the kitchen table doing some work (you assume) and say hi. "honey, me and your father are going out in a few for our anniversary. we probably wont be back until late can you please let out and feed the dog?" your mom said following slowly behind you guys as you made your way to the kitchen. "Yeah sure thing mom." You say opening the fridge and pulling out the lemonade. Charlie grabs 2 cups and slides them over to you. "Oh and by the way Charlie can stay over if you want because its a Friday." Your mom adds as she walks away going to her room to get ready.
You nod and you and Charlie walk up to your room with your stuff. "so what class is the homework for? or did you just fool me." Charlie says taking a seat at your desk and turning to face you. "I do actually have homework thank you very much. its for fucking geometry." you say sitting criss cross on your bed. "here lemme see if i can help." He says as he rolls your desk chair next to your bed. You pull out the paper and hand it to him and he takes one quick glance at it and says “yeah fuck no.” as rolls away back to your desk. “ughhhh” you exclaim as you toss the paper to the side. “ya know what. im gonna go order pizza. you stay here loser” You say as you get up and leave your room. “REMBER TO GET-“ you cut him off before he can finish “HALF PEPPERONI GOT IT.” you say marching down the stairs.
You pick up the phone and dial the local pizza place number and place your order. You then walk slowly upstairs and when you get to your bedroom door entrance you see Charlie flipping though and reading your diary. ‘SHIT. i left it out’ you think to yourself as you walk up and snatch it out of his hands. “Jesus y/n…” He says clutching his chest like you just scared him. “Stop snooping around in my room.” You tell him hitting him on the head with it. “Correction, i wasnt snooping. It just so happened to be on your desk.” He said puffing out his chest a little. You roll you eyes dramatically “are you done?” you say crossing your arms. “not yet… did you mean what you said about me? like all the ‘being jealous of kirby because im obsessed with her’?” He replies looking at you seriously. You blush and curse yourself for allowing you to leave your diary out and for this situation to happen. “Maybe…” you say nervously. Afraid of loosing a life long friendship. “So you meant what you said when you said you would kiss me?” He says. Now getting up from your desk chair and inching closer to you. “i- uhm… maybe?” You say obviously blushing even harder. You just wanted to die because of the embarrassment. If he told anyone you would never hear the end of if. “so would it be okay if i kissed you now?” He said slowly walking up to you and stroking your arm gently waiting for your response. But you’re dumbfounded. You can barely think. “y-yes…” you say growing redder and redder by the second.
He pulls you in by the jaw and kisses your lips passionately. Then he pulls back and smiles at you. “w-why’d you stop?” You say looking up into his eyes. “because i wanted to make sure you were okay and i didn’t want to assume you wanted to make out… which now im sensing was what you thought was going to happen.” He said smiling softly chuckling lightly. “I mean I did but like only if you wanted to because i want you to fee-“ you’re cut of by his mouth making contact with yours again. But a lot more aggressive this time. You quickly gather a rhythm and he starts to slip you his tongue. God you’re melting and your core is starting to become soaked just from getting touched the tiniest bit. He bites your lip and you whimper. He quickly swallows your whimpers and grins against your mouth. He starts to walk you back towards the bed and you fall on your back. He pins you to the bed and he starts kissing you. Slowly moving down to your jaw and then you neck to find your sweet spot. He knows he finds it because you whimper his name weakly. And once he finds it he abuses it. He starts sucking and nibbling quickly relieving the bite with his tongue. Meanwhile your whimpering his name as you become needy and sensitive. Suddenly you hear the doorbell. The pizza. He lifts his head from your neck and turns back around to face your bedroom door. “That must be the pizza huh?” He says looking back at you and grinning. “yeah uhm we should probably…” you say gesturing to your guys’s position. “Oh yeah right.” He says getting up and stumbling a little bit. Scratching the back of his next nervously he has a stupid look on his face. You cant help but give him a little smile before running down and paying for the pizza and bringing it back up to your room. You find charlie waiting on the bed for you. You bring the pizza box over and pop a movie on your tv. But its just background noise as you snuggle up into his arms. “ya know… im not obsessed with kirby.” He speaks up over the stupid show you guys are watching. “huh? what do you mean?” You say lifting your head to look at him. “I mean i wasn’t obsessed with kirby this whole time… i was obsessed with you. It was just a cover up. I love you” you snuggle up more into his side. “ I love you too Charlie.” You slowly close your eyes and fall asleep.
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word count: 1200 words
A/N: okay so it wasnt really smut but this is what i wanted to start it off with. I’ll work on one thats a lil more smutty next time but yeah hope you enjoyed :) I know this is a bjt short but ive been having sum writers block so i hope you enjoyed!!
this was also posted to my wattpad @Alex66035
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Anyone But Him-Jack Hughes
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A/N: This version of the story has been discontinued. I have a new version that I am working on that is slowly being published
Summary: Brooke Howe and Luke Hughes had known each other since 6th grade when his family first moved to Michigan the two were sat next to each other in homeroom and became best friends. Fast forward six years and nothing has changed Brooke and Luke are still best friends and nothing can get in the way of that except maybe starting a relationship with his brother.
It all started the summer before you and Luke went to college. Luke had invited you to his families lake house the same lake house you had been going to every summer since the two of you meet. Only this time you weren’t the only girl one of the Hughes brothers brought.
Jack had been dating Sienna for only two months. Luke told you about her and also said he wasn’t a big fan of her. He had met her twice before and apparently he had objected to Jack bringing her but he wasn’t interested.
You and Luke headed up with his parents the morning of July 1st and later on Sienna, Jack, Quinn and one of his friends joined. The majority of the day was spent relaxing and reacquainting with everyone.
The next day you had spent the day out on the lake like usual you watched as Jack and Luke argued over who gets to drive the boat. Jack ending the argument with a simple I’m older so I get to do it before taking the wheel from Quinn and proceeding to play captain the rest of the day.
You giggled as Luke pouted.
“It’s not funny he always does this he never lets me drive!” Luke complains
“I’m sorry dude maybe next summer” You say
“Fat Chance!” Jack shouted
Luke groans annoyed and you laughed again.
After spending around four hours out on the lake wakesurfing and swimming the crew finally decided to head home and you went upstairs to shower then change into some comfier clothes before returning back downstairs.
The Hughes father Jim was cooking burgers with the ‘help’ of his sons when you spotted Sienna on the couch
“Hi!” You say taking a seat
“Hi?” Sienna responds in a dull tone while scrolling through instagram.
“I’m Brooke I’m Luke’s best friend it’s so nice to meet you and it’s great to have another girl here” You say with a laugh
“So what are you Luke’s girlfriend?” She asks
You let out a slight laugh she’s not the first one to assume that.
“No we’re just good friends” you say
“Ok sure” Sienna says
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After dinner the whole crew stayed outside to roast marshmallows and sit by the fire.
You took a seat next to Sienna and watched as Jack and Luke argue over something stupid
“So where did you meet Jack?” You ask Sienna
“At a bar” she says vaguely
“That sounds nice” You say
“Where are you from?” You ask
Sienna rolls her eyes
“Geez sorry I’m just trying to be friendly” You say
“You know I’m still trying to figure out the reason Luke keeps you around I mean you’re not pretty enough and you act like a child” Sienna says
All of the sudden you feel your eyes start to water. You use your sleeve to wipe the tears and stand up.
“Cookie you ok?” Quinn asks using a childhood nickname everyone in the Hughes household adopted for you
“Ya I’m ok I’m kinda tired I’m gonna turn in. Goodnight guys” You say and walk inside
“Brooke wait up”
You turn around half way up the stairs and see Luke
“Luke I’m ok I’m just tired” you reassure him
“No your not I saw you you were talking with Sienna and then you got sad what did she say?” Luke asks
“Luke it’s not important I’m just being sensitive” You say
“Brooke come on tell me!” Luke says you sigh
You look up at Luke and can see a mixture of anger and concern in his eyes
You take a deep breath before explaining what happened.
Luke gets mad and grabs your hand marching back to the dock.
“Hey what’s up?” Jack says once he notices you and Luke had returned
“What’s up is your girlfriend’s a bitch” Luke says
Everyone’s eyes goes wide and Sienna shots a glare towards me.
“Excuse me” Jack says stepping closer to Luke
The tension in the air keeps building until Quinn steps in.
“Alright alright guys calm down” Quinn says putting himself in between Jack and Luke
“Luke why don’t you tell us what happened” Quinn says
“No it doesn’t matter she needs to leave” Luke says pointing to Sienna
“Now” Luke adds
Sienna stands up
“She’s not going anywhere” Jack says
“Yes she is go pack your shit and get out” Luke says to Sienna
“Luke just stop” you say trying to grab his arm
“No tell her to pack her shit and get out” Luke says one last time before turning around and walking inside with you.
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You and Luke spend the next three hours laying on his bed under a million blankets watching old Disney movies until he falls asleep.
You slowly get up and tiptoe into the hallway.
“Hey” you hear
Startled you jump a little before turning around and seeing Jack
“Oh Jesus Jack you scared me” you say
“Sorry how you doing?” He asks
“I’m ok and Jack I’m so sorry about earlier” you say
“I talked to Sienna she told me the truth about what she said” Jack says
“Oh…” you say sadly
“We broke up and she left” Jack adds
“Oh I’m sorry Jack” You say
“Do you wanna talk?” You offer
“Sure” He says you smile at him and the two of you walk downstairs.
You take a seat on the large couch
“I’m gonna get a drink do you want one?” Jack offers
“What like alcohol?” You question Jack let’s out a laugh
“Ya cookie I’m offering you alcohol how about I just look for a juice box” Jack jokes
He returns with two water bottles
“Thanks” you say unscrewing the bottle cap and taking a sip
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Jack brings up a story about how you and Luke use to run round the house pretending to be cops and would arrest everyone.
The two of you continue talking about different memories and you enjoy the constant smile on Jacks face.
Around midnight the two of you make your way outside to look up at the stars
“Are you ok about Sienna?” You ask
“Ya I’m ok it sucks but I mean it’s whatever” Jack says
“Jack I’m sorry” You say looking at him
“You know sometimes it’s just hard most girls just look at me like I’m a fuck and I don’t know Sienna was just the first real girlfriend I’ve had in a long time” Jack explains
“Jack you’re a great person any girl would be lucky to date you trust me any girl would be over the moon to find such a great guy like you they’re pretty rare” You say resting your hand on his arm
“And what about you?” Jack says looking in your eyes
“What about me?” You ask
“Would you be over the moon to date me?” Jack asks
You let out a small chuckle
“I’m serious” Jack says
“I don’t think Lukey would be ok with that” you say
“I don’t really care what Luke thinks” Jack says taking a step closer to you before you know what’s happening Jacks lips connect with yours and all of the sudden your standing in the familiar spot in an unfamiliar situation kissing your best friends older brother.
A/N hope you enjoy! Feel free to send in requests or suggestions!
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Lyric analysis of Hoziers “Too Sweet”
"To Sweet" is a newly published song, released in March 2024 by the Irish singer and songwriter Hozier. There are many theories circulating on the internet concerning the lyrics of the piece, which describe the incompatibility of two different personalities in a relationship. Some people claim that the song is a rejection song, while others think it shows the inner conflict of the lyrical "I," who thinks he’s not good or pure enough to devote himself to a relationship with the lyrical "you."
In the following analysis, the song will be examined verse by verse to explore its true meaning.
Disclaimer: This is just my interpretation of the lyrics, and other opinions and ideas are welcome!
In the first verse, the lyrical "I" shows that he has bad habits and is aware of it ("can’t be said I’m an early bird, it’s ten o’clock before I say a word"). At the same time, he is confused or rather amazed by the lyrical "you's" discipline ("baby I can never tell how do you sleep so well"). This first verse highlights that the lyrical "you" and "I" are polar opposites already, and their lifestyles don’t function together.
In the next verse, the lyrical "I" describes how the lyrical "you" tries to push him into a healthier lifestyle ("You keep telling me to live right, to go to bed before the daylight"), and he tries to do the same to her, convincing her to become a bit more like him ("Don’t you just wanna wake up dark as a lake, smelling like a bonfire, lost in the haze?"). In the next sentences, "if you’re drunk on life babe, I think that’s great," he again highlights that he is absolutely fine with her being positive, but they simply don’t work together. It’s like the lyrical "I" is saying: You’re "drunk on life" so positive and healthy and full of energy, but "I’ll take my whiskey neat," indicating he can’t match her energy.
With the line "I’ll take my whiskey neat" in the chorus, he again highlights his darker, more subtle view on life, which is the polar opposite of hers. Now the line "you’re too sweet for me" can be interpreted in a couple of different ways, but I like to believe that it’s his way of saying he doesn’t deserve his lover, that he feels like he’s not good enough for her. Like he’s almost afraid of turning her bitter like his coffee that he likes black (ref. "I’ll take […] my coffee black").
In this example, you can also see the clear contrast again that is shown throughout the entire text, between bitter coffee and too sweet. Two things that just don’t make sense together.
The fourth verse says: "the ground is where I go, I work late where I'm free from the phone," which sounds almost as if he is hiding from his partner. Maybe it’s the being so different and not having enough in common to feel completely comfortable in each other's presence.
"But you worry some, I know, But who wants to live forever babe?" This beginning of the pre-chorus once again highlights the difference between the partners. The lyrical "you" being so careful, being drunk on life instead of alcohol and guarding her mouth as if it’s heaven's gate, her body like the TSA, as the next verse reveals. And in contrast to that, the lyrical "I" with his life fast, die young attitude, no risk no fun behavior. ("who wants to live forever babe?")
The 6th and last verse shows how highly he thinks of her and that he isn’t judging her in any way ("you’re bright as the morning, soft as the rain, pretty as a vine, sweet as a grape") but the sweetness is simply not what he likes. In these sentences, he uses a grape or vine to describe her, which later turns into "you can sit in a barrel, baby I’ll wait," referring to the process of making wine, which turns sweet grapes into something more sour and alcoholic, how he wishes she was more like.
To conclude, I believe that this song is not intended to be a rejection song, at least not in a classical sense. He doesn’t reject her because he doesn’t like her, but because he feels he's not good enough for her, or at least he thinks so.
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(Why did I think about this during my Japanese lesson I’m miserably failing at 😭)
You know those stories where:
MC is a demon/ angel
and
2. You isekai to to your favourite show/ game
Why don’t we combine those? Put it together with a pinch of Akuneko and what do we get?
「Isekai Aruji-sama but they're actually a demon/ angel in their world」
(mhm yes cringe I know, but please this is the only way for me to rant my thoughts)
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So you know how the names of the demons the butlers contracted with and the high-ranking angels’ names are names of actual demons and angel rankings, right?
I could imagine demon Aruji-sama going: ...why do the butler’s demons have the same name as my friends?? cause demon! Aruji-sama might be friends with the demons in their world.
lmao, shenanigans and drama 👀
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My headcanon of Demon!Aruji-sama:
- They’re not the “evil” and “destroy humanity” kind of demon (so basically they're not the “stereotypical demon”)
- You’re interested in human customs
- You consider the demons (the ones in your world) as colleagues/ friends
- You do know some angels, some try to be friends with you, but others, you’re not on the best of terms with them
- You don’t get the “Angels are bad they kill people” thing in the butlers’ world
- You told Berrien, Fennesz, or any butler who’s interested in your world, EVERY detail and history of demons and angels in your world (they were quite stunned to know that angels were the “good” entities
- (more headcanons coming soon 🙃)
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Episode 1 - Part 3
Lono: Aruji-sama, I need you to summon my powers! *passes Demon! Aruji-sama the ritual lookin ass book*
Demon!Aruji-sama: ok let’s see here... wait you have a contract with a demon? What’s their name?
Lono: *confused* um it’s (insert Lono’s contracted demon name)
Demon!Aruji-sama:
Demon!Aruji-sama: wait that’re MY FRIENDS NAME HOW DID YOU GET INTO A CONTRACT WITH THEM????
Lono: *even more confused*
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Episode 1 Part - 11
Berrien: We were able to capture this angel. Now we have it trapped in resin.
Demon!Aruji-sama: ...wow they look more lifeless than those flying white-winged chickens in my world
Berrien: ...Aruji-sama pardon me, but what!?
Berrien: ...so Aruji-sama you’re a demon in your world!?
Demon!Aruji-sama: I mean I’m not an impressive one, but yeah. Also, why do angels in this world kill humans? I thought they “protect humanity” and “serve justice” and all that sappy shit.
Berrien: *curious and shocked* Oh my! That is very fascinating! How about demons? Are they the opposite of angels in your world?
Demon!Aruji-sama: Some are some aren’t. Mostly depends on what their ranks and roles are in the Netherworld.
Berrien and Demon!Aruji-sama: *continues to talk about demons and angels in their world*
Muu in the background: Zzzz...
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The next day
Lucas: Berrien, are you alright? You seem tired.
Berrien: *sleepily* oh sorry! I was talking with Aruji-sama last night about her world’s demons and angels.
Lucas: fufu, must’ve been an interesting topic for it to keep you up all night
Berrien: *his voice filled with a lot of enthusiasm compared to his usual calm tone* Oh yes it was!
Demon!Aruji-sama: *comes out of nowhere* would you like to know about my world Lucas?
Berrien and Demon!Aruji-sama: *stares at Lucas with sparkling eyes*
Lucas: *flinches a bit* a-ah maybe later. Also, good morning Aruji-sama. How are you not sleepy? Let alone, you went to bed late like Berrien, right?
Demon!Aruji-sama: I’m a demon so... I don’t need to sleep.
Lucas: That isn’t an excuse to… wait Aruji-sama you’re a WHAT??
~𝓉 𝒽 𝑒 𝑒 𝓃 𝒹~
(oops, I made them OOC 😅. This was pretty fun to write though. The next part will be about Angel! Aruji-sama)
Last edited: March 6th Will I update/ edit this soon?: Yes (but not now cause it's 12:28 a.m when I finished this 😪)
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MOONDAY UPDATE, FEB 6th 2023
happy moonday! feels like forever has gone by with the amount of stuff that already happened in january, which was way too much for just one month.
my nibling was born, so obviously, time has been spent visiting them and my sis, i managed to crack three (3!!!!) teeth all at once so that was a fun weekend or emergency dentist and a bunch of money down the drain (i'm never eating toffee again), i started teaching a pottery class and most recently my mom visiting.
but enough of that and let's get into what i actually managed to get done this past month!
what i did
i really got into the swing of rewriting the prologue. there's still a bit left to get through, but i'm hoping to keep up the momentum on it and maybe even get it done this week. for the most part, it's just editing the old stuff, but i'm just about to get into adding a little more about the heist so it actually feels like mc and Rainn are going in with a plan and haven't just been sitting on their asses for the past month.
worked on a map of Amelare, which i cannot seem to feel pleased about no matter how many times i restart it. but each time i do, i feel like i'm getting a little closer to what i'm actually imagining for the city, both pre-storm and a decade later (where chapter one will start).
character portraits for the in-game art. i had a big brain moment about the in-game art that i'm so pleased with and so excited to be able to show off when the next update of the game comes around. the character/relationship codex won't be available in-game until chapter one, though, so i'm definitely going to give you a snek pek before you'd have access to the art in-game!
and you might've already seen the border brushes i've been working on, which will both be featured in the character portraits as well as the rest of the in-game art, and man, i cannot tell you how meditative it's been to make those!
goals for next month
finish the rewrite of the available prologue
finish at least two character portraits (likely Rainn and Silas, as they're the first two main characters to appear in-game)
finish the map of Amelare (hopefully 🙃)
hopefully, i'll be able to keep up the momentum i have now, and get all of this done (though i still need to remember i have an additional workload now on sundays with my pottery class, which eats up a couple of hours on one of my two free days every week).
that's all for this month's update, take care, and i'll see you the first monday of march!
- spacedfoxes
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Records of Professor William Jones: 2019
Before reading over the below notes of Professor Jones, it is recommended to revise his records from both 2001 and 2003.
Tuesday, November 27, 2018
Will,
I am absolutely delighted to hear that you, Catherine and Jacob will be spending your holiday in France next year. I am so excited at the thought of seeing you again, and getting to meet your beautiful wife and son.
I think Alice is excited about having a boy around her age about, even if she doesn’t really show it, but, well, you know how teenagers are!
Keep in touch and let me know what your plans are. Maybe I can be your tour guide around Paris!
Alice sends her regards, in those words.
Sylvie
I have not returned to Europe since those fateful months back in 2001. Admittedly, as much as I would have loved to return, time simply got away from me; with my teaching career, the engagement and marriage to my beautiful wife and then the birth of our son, I found no time for such sojourns to other countries, even in the name of furthering research in the field. I am grateful, at least in this small part, that this particular field is not one which is of great interest to others.
Although, yes, this is to be a holiday with my family and the chance to spend time with an old friend, I do hope there will be some time in which I can further my research into La Cour de la Lune. Much time has passed since my last visit, of course, and I have formulated new theories in regards to the uncovering of information. I can only hope Sylvie is enthusiastic of being of some help - and perhaps the young Alice, who has spent her entire life within the congregation, will have some insight that even her mother does not possess!
Sylvie,
Rest assured that I am just as delighted as you are about the thought of seeing you again. As soon as I know of our plans, I will send you an email with regards to them so as to not delay the process.
Catherine and Jacob also send their regards, not in those words.
Will
P.S. The thought has just struck me as to how much technology has evolved since our first contact. It is almost amazing that we still write to each other in a way that anyone would consider old fashioned now!
Monday, January 21, 2019
Catherine is not particularly delighted about my plans to research the occult while we spend our family vacation in France. How lucky I am to have such a wonderful and understanding wife, though! We have come to an understanding that I might spend some downtime on my research, as long as I spend most of the time with herself and Jacob. I am, of course, amicable to this proposal; if there is one thing more important than my research, it is spending time with my beautiful family.
Thursday, February 14, 2019
I must apologise for the quality of my writing in this entry, for my hands cannot stop shaking after having read the most recent letter I have received from Sylvie. I will allow the letter to do the talking, lest I fill the page with nonsensical scribblings.
Will,
I must apologise. I will not be able to accompany you, Catherine and Jacob when you come to visit in the coming months.
I have made the decision to give my life to Vh’thra on the next new moon, falling on the 6th of March.
I understand that you might be saddened by this news, but you needn’t worry. My soul will be back in the hands of Vh’thra, and one day I might be reborn anew.
Alice will remain well and safe. She is a young woman who can make her own choices, but I understand she will continue to live among the others in our congregation. Of course, I will support her no matter which path her life might take from the moment I am no longer with her.
There will be no need to mourn me; rather, celebrate that I am one with my dear Vh’thra once more.
I wish you all the best with your family, research and any endeavours the future might hold.
Sylvie
Wednesday, March 27, 2019
I never did respond to the correspondence Sylvie had sent.
The next letter I received was on this day, though it is in a markedly different hand than the letters which I had received before it.
Mr Jones,
I felt as though it was my responsibility to inform you that my mother, Sylvie Delecroix, sacrificed herself to Vh’thra some few hours ago on this day, the 6th of March, 2019.
If you wish to continue the correspondence you had with my mother with me instead, I will happily answer any queries you might have. Likewise, I have been informed of your impending visit to France and that I should meet you if you so desire. For the purposes of preparation, I will be using my mother’s email address. For anything which is not of an urgent nature, please continue to write.
I have taken and sent photos both for your research and as proof. I hope you find them useful.
Regards,
Ms Alice Delecroix
I feel violently ill doing so much as recounting the contents of the accompanying images.
The images were numerated so that I might view them in the correct order. Though I have included the images in this bundle, I implore anyone in their right mind to not view these images. I have provided written descriptions for those curious.
The first image depicts a semi-clothed, seated Sylvie. She is being marked by a robed figure in symbols which I have come to learn over the years represent various ideas and creatures which relate to La Cour de la Lune. These symbols in particular relate to Vh’thra, defined by their long and pointed shapes.
The second image, which is particularly close, depicts Sylvie with the same lack of clothing, now laid upon the stone table. Unlike sacrificed beasts I have been sent images of over the years, Sylvie’s hands and legs are unbound. It appears that a robed figure is carving markings into her skin with a sacrificial blade. Blood has already begun to pool to the surface of her skin.
The third image is taken from a distance, behind other members of the congregation. It appears that a hooded figure has the same sacrificial blade which had been used to carve into Sylvie’s skin high above his head. It’s difficult to tell, given the distance, but Sylvie doesn’t appear to be struggling or distressed.
In the fourth image, Alice seems to have gotten to the front of the crowd. The blade is lodged well between Sylvie’s ribs. Although he is hooded, part of the executioner’s face can be seen. He, just like Sylvie (who now smiles towards the camera, or rather, her daughter), appears to be at peace.
The fifth image, like the second, is taken closer. Alice’s finger has partially obscured the lens, but this is just as well - it means that I have been spared seeing a friend dismembered.
I cannot bring myself to respond to Alice’s letter tonight. How can a child remain so calm in the face of their only parent being taken from them, particularly of their own choice? How can she take photos of the acts, and do so well enough that they are not blurred or otherwise obscured (except for in one very lucky situation)?
Is this the toll spending one’s entire life in a cult takes?
Thursday, March 28, 2019
I still feel ill and my hands still shake, if that is not proven by this entry. Sleep evaded me last night, and in those small moments when I did begin to drift, the images I had viewed burned themselves into my mind once more.
Thankfully, Alice has asked for correspondence by email for the time being, sparing me the trouble of having to write coherently by hand at the very least.
I try not to think about how she can so casually use the email address of her deceased mother, particularly in the present day when it is so common for people to have addresses of their own.
Ms A. Delecroix -
I must specify the Ms Delecroix I write to, otherwise I will feel like I am speaking to a recently deceased friend -
I thank you for the notification of your mother’s passing. Under ordinary circumstances, I would say that I am sorry for your loss, but I understand that is not what your mother wanted, nor what you believe. I hope that her soul finds its place among us again soon.
I would also like to thank you for the photos you sent.
They are grotesque, but do they not aid me in my research?
Please see below for details of the holiday I will be taking to France along with my wife, Catherine, and my son, Jacob.
Not too long after I send this email do I receive a response back.
Mr Jones,
Please keep in mind what I said about emails being for urgent matters only. I might be young, but I do appreciate receiving and sending handwritten letters much more than a soulless email.
To bring an end to this line of conversation - do not waste your worry or your pity on my mother. I hope for her to be among us once more soon enough.
I look forward to meeting you in Paris next month.
Kind regards,
Ms Alice Delecroix
Though I am curious to meet the child Alice of whom I have heard so much, I swear that my heart is no longer beating in my chest.
I cannot help but fear the person I am soon to meet.
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WIP Update - 18 May 2022
I was on vacation last week, so this is a combo update.  Over the past 2 weeks, I touched 4 fics (2 WIPs & 2 new works) for a total of  3277 words, most of which were on a single fic!   @psychiccatpanda   posted the first chapter of our WinterIronHawk ‘accidental demon summoning’ collab fic and I posted a Stucky-by-proxy Incubus AU ficlet  (updated from here)  over on Ao3.  Friday before last, I posted a  ‘gradually moving in together’ WinterHawk ficlet for Flash Fiction Friday.  
I’m sitting at 12 active WIPs  (with a couple of maybe TBCs)  with my current   deadlines being the WinterHawk Bingo  and Stucky Bingo which wrap up the end of May.   I did sign up for the @steverogersbingo, which will send out cards starting 1 June.
On the crafting side, I have one Stuffed With Character commission slot open for June and 4 for July at the moment - am pretty busy with requests & prepping for a show!
See below cut for the WIPs  (arranged more or less by bingos/challenges/etc) I am working on  -   feel free to send me prompts or plot bunnies as well as asks regarding any of these projects   (or any other WIPs I’ve got out there) – they really help feed the Muse and keep me motivated!
The Devil Is in the Details (Sign on the Dotted Line) 
This is the  WinterIronHawk ‘accidental demon summoning’ fic  @psychiccatpanda and I have been having So Much Fun with!  We’re up to Chapter 6  of  Tony  and Clint and Bucky shenanigans (1914 words at the moment) - kicking off with Ty as an Awful Boyfriend  before bringing in a couple more members of the gang! I plan to use Chapter 2  (possibly posting this Friday) for  my BBB  K5 - Tony Stark | Iron Man,  and possibly Chapter 3 (posting 5/27)  for my WHB FREE square.
WinterHawk Bingo - Round 3 [WHB_R3] (Runs thru 31 May 2022)
Fourteen fills posted - one WIP at the moment - I got my Row 1 bingo and am one square away from B column and I column bingoes -  my goal is to get at least one of those completed by the end of next month.
* B5 - Huddling for Warmth -  thinking about combining this with one of the Meet Ugly Writing Prompts I reblogged: 02.  I bought a house three months ago but I’m finally moving in and discover you’ve been squatting because you’re homeless.  
* I3 - Happy Bucky Barnes  - seems a good match with my BBB   Happily Ever After  square - this may be a moodboard/ficlet Wedding Day combo  
* N3 - FREE -  Probably filling this with Chapter 3 of You Can’t Stop it with a Gun -  Young Clint is given the choice between going to jail or joining a shadowy organization - but this time it’s not SHIELD.   It’s in progress and up to 503 words.   Current Last Line: Kostya listened intently, but couldn’t hear a thing that sounded like choppers. If I get stuck on this fic - then I’ll probably use Chapter 3 of  The Devil Is in the Details (Sign on the Dotted Line)
Stucky Bingo - Round 3 [SB R3] (Runs thru 31 May 2022)
23 fills with 2 WIPs, and one Vague Idea.   I’ve got Column B and I, and Row 1 bingos and am hoping to score a blackout, as I have one adopted fill done and another drafted.  
* N3 - FREE -  I was inspired by the May challenge to combine this with my BBB  Merpeople square  and work on a a continuation of Something’s Starting Right Now   that adds Steve to the WinterHawk mix.   I’m already 526 words in and have just introduced Steve into the story.  I should have enough words to be able to pull a WinterHawk Bingo prompt in as well - maybe  Huddling for Warmth or the FREE square, if nothing else. Current Last Line:   Recalling the storm of a few days prior, Clint suspected the human was the survivor of a sunken ship ... and that he wouldn’t survive much longer.
* N5 - KINK: Sugar Daddy  -  Filled this with Chapter 4 of  Takin’ What They’re Givin’ (‘Cause I’m Workin’ for a Livin’) - Mission Four: Pour Some Sugar: Part 1 - Steve invites Bucky to meet him in New York for a weekend. This posted on the 6th and also filled my STB Bingo ID Porn square.
* G4 - KINK: End of the world sex - got some help brainstorming during March’s Discord server party - I may be writing a porn parody of (some part of) Infinity War 😁   including Thanos wielding something other than a glove for the Infinity (of Sex) Stones.  
* O2 - AU: A/B/O  - planning to use this on the next chapter of   Flawed Hypothesis, which is Steve POV and currently sitting at  69 words.  Faustess might be helping out on this as well? Current Last Line: But now they were living in a new century,  where men could love and marry other men.  
* ADOPTED2 : Incubi/succubi AU -  Using a poem I wrote years & years ago as lead-in for a Stucky-by-proxy/established relationship fic - A Stolen Moment  posted this morning and came in at 424 words.
A Warm Light Zine - Due 20 Jun
I got accepted as a writer for  A Warm Light Zine - dedicated to 2012 Avenger era Stony and coming hopefully sometime this autumn!  I was assigned the 2012 canon-compliant category for a 2-5k fic.  While I can’t share much about it here, I do want to at least keep track of my word count: up to 467  
Steve | Tony | Bucky Bingo Round 2 [STBB R2]  (Runs thru 30 Jun 2022)
Ten fills, and two WIPs.  Taking advantage of the One Fill, One Bingo opportunity, and might get a Column G  bingo as well.  Will have to lean hard into this once May is over! 
* B4 - Working Out -  this came from a Bucky Barnes Bingo server party:   Binging Avengers Exercises -   the team posts their workouts online and modern!Bucky spends entirely too much time watching the channel - especially Captain America and Iron Man.
*  N2 - AU: Western  - possible crossover with MWAPB  Next Door Neighbors  – I have a decent idea for this one  (semi-inspired by a recent re-read of  Laura Ingalls Wilder A Long Winter)   and jotted down about 225 words’ worth of notes/VERY rough draft. Holding on to this to see if I can crossflll with an upcoming TSB square.  
* G4 - ID Porn -  see  Stucky Bingo - KINK: Sugar Daddy above
* O4 - Lazy Sunday Morning  -  have a smutty WinterIron idea for this one; need to get it jotted   down - will most likely cross over with my BBB  KINK: Edging square.
Started something to combining the following squares for the One Fill, One Bingo badge:    B5 - “Aliens, again?”, I5 - Lifeguard,  N5 - Barbeque,  G5 - River Rafting, O5 - Wakanda.    Avengers + Guardians in a partying mood = a huge headache for T’Challa.   It’s currently sitting at 339 words. Current Last Line:   I’m Sam, Sam Wilson – another friend of Steve’s.
Avengers Bingo [AvB] (Runs thru 24 Dec)
Two  fills posted and 0 WIPs - I decided to further challenge myself by pairing up each square with a unique combo of 2 original MCU Avengers! With the help of the STB Enthusiasts Discord folks - I’ve got all 16 squares   planned out, at least in terms of who to write about, and half of them have some sort of idea or crossover square to go along with them. Feel free to toss other plot  bunnies my way…  
* A2 - On the Run  - Natasha & Steve - crossover with  MWAPB - Farmer’s Market?   post CA:CW Wakanda ?
*  A4 - Mutual Pining  - Steve/Thor - crossover with  MWAPB - Thor.
* A3 - Reunited  -   Clint & Natasha  -  Endgame Ronin scene?
* B1 - Death - possible crossover with  MWAP Crying square – post Snap Bruce & Steve  mourning?
*  B3 - Road Trip  -  Bruce & Thor  - Post Grandmaster, pre-Thanos  space shenanigans
*  C1 - Opposites Attract - Clint/Thor  - there was a fun Tumblr  headcanon going around about a Bumbling Foreigner whose ignorance of  local customs  results in him flirting with/proposing to the prince -  this seems like a perfect matchup!  
* C3 - Reincarnation AU  -  Natasha & Tony  - post-Endgame
* C4 - Bodyguard AU  -  Thor/Tony  -  young!Tony - crush on Cap plays into attraction  (obvious title - Thunderstruck)  - holding on this til next round of TSB.  
* D1 - Friends w/ Benefits  - Clint/Steve - crossover with MWAPB Hawkeye/Clint Barton.
D2 - Romeo & Juliet AU  -  basic idea:  Steve (jock) & Tony  (geek) trying out for title roles in R&J - despite their respective  friend groups thinking it’s a terrible idea.  Both cliques end up  becoming friends.  
*  D3 - Bed Sharing  -  Bruce/Natasha - AoU compliant.
Man With a Plan (Steve Rogers) Bingo [MWAPB] (Runs thru 31 Dec)
Four fills, 1 WIPs and several Vague Ideas/potential cross fills with other bingos.  Prompts cheerfully accepted!  
* B2 - Next Door Neighbors  - see  STBB   AU: Western  above
* B3 - Farmer’s Market  - see  AvB On the Run above
* B4 - Powerless AU  - if Sunqueen and I decide to continue  Wrong Number, Right Call,  this would be a good fit.  
* B5 - “I don’t really want to wake up just yet.”  - this would probably be a good fit with Chapter 5 of   Takin’ What They’re Givin’ (‘Cause I’m Workin’ for a Livin’)
* I1 - Steve is here for TFAtWS  - this might go well with my BBB  “Oh, hell no"  square - Steve trolling  Bucky & Sam by sending the old man in with his shield?  (moodboard & ficlet?)
* I2 - Found Family  - see STBB One Fill, One Bingo above.
* I3 - Thor  - see AvB Mutual Pining above
* I5 - Dogsitting - possible crossover with  BBB “Run”  square - Steve & Bucky dogsitting for Lucky?  (moodboard + ficlet)
* N1 - School AU/Teacher AU  - if I decide to continue on with Technicalities (see Stucky Bingo  College AU above)  - I could fill this square  :: ponders::
* N3 - Online shopping - this might be fun as a crossover with BBB Thighs …?  (even tho lingerie is a “nah” for me) Steve and Tony buying a new wardrobe for Bucky  that show off his ass-ets?
* G4 - Canon Divergence post CA:TWS - possible  crossover with BBB  Kill List Bucky wreaking havoc on Hydra bases and  Steve & Sam catch up with him
* O1 - Crying - see AvB Death square above
*  O2 - Sex Pollen  -  Teenage Groot pollen =  aphrodisiac  hi-jinks. Quill & Gamora  warn the  couple (stucky)/throuple (Stuckony)  ahead of time, so no  dub-con.
* O3 - Hawkeye/Clint Barton  -  see AvB - Friends w/ Benefits  above.
Bucky Barnes Bingo - Round 4 [BBB_R4] (Runs thru 7 Jan 2023)
Four fills and  three WIPs -  looks like I’m already in good shape to start with  a Row 4 and/or Column K bingo!
* B3 - Sam Wilson|Falcon - this would be a good candidate for a continuation of After One Or Two False Starts
* U2 - AU: Roommate  - see WHB Huddling for Warmth above
* U3 - Steve Rogers - slating for  Chapter 5 of  Never More to Go Astray (Stuckony Star Wars AU) Looks like this will be at least 6 chapters to get through two rounds of POVs.  Huge thanks to RudeArrow, who  is doing an AMAZING job of brainstorming and beta’ing with me!!  Chapter 5 (Bucky POV)  is currently sitting at 400 words. Current Last Line:   “How come I’m the errand boy?”  
* U4 - AU: Arranged Marriage - will probably pick Lady Natasha’s Consort and Lord Steve’s Companion  back up for this one.  
* U5 - Kill List -  see MWAP  - G4 - Canon Divergence.  Post CA:TWS above
* C1 - Merpeople  - see  Stucky Bingo  FREE square
* C2 - "Oh, hell no” - possible crossover with MWAP I1 - Steve is here for TFaWS
* C4 - KINK: Aftercare -  probably holding onto this until the TSB bingo 😁
* C5 - “This might as well happen”  -  possible crossover with WHB Huddling for Warmth?
* K1 - Thighs - possible crossover with MWAP: N3 - Online Shopping.  
* K2 - Comics - sew the  Stuffed Marvel Classic Comics Bucky Barnes I drew up last month.  
* K3 - KINK: Edging  - see STB Lazy Sunday Morning above.
* K5 - Tony Stark | Iron Man -  see The Devil is in the Details above
* Y1 - “Do you trust me?” -  Using this for Chapter 5 of Takin’ What They’re Givin’ (‘Cause I’m Workin’ for a Livin’) - Mission Four: Pour Some Sugar: Part 2.   Chapter 5 picks up mid-sexytimes with Steve and Bucky and is currently sitting at 705 words. Current Last Line:  “Breathe for me, sweetheart.”      
* Y2 - Never the fall that kills you -  this might be the title for the remix I want to do of   Seeds of Love  (by the super-talented @hddnone) Holding off on this til I get my TSB card, as I wanted to carry over my Secret Admirer  square for this as well.  
* Y3 - “Run”  -  see MWAP I5 - Dogsitting above.
* Y5 - Happily Ever After - see WHB  Happy Bucky Barnes above
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your-regina · 16 days
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Maybe hell is all I'll ever know
Hi there, it's been a week since I wrote the last page. You see, in times of turbulence things can change vastly from one day to another. As you may remember, one day I was hiding at my friend's house, the next day I was already home, then I was making plans to leave and suddenly I'm being bombarded with several reasons to stay.
Have you heard of the three signs rule? It basically says that whenever you're doing something you should only let up to 3 inconveniences stop you before taking the hint from the universe and giving up.
I personally believe everyone would fall into a loophole of not doing anything if they stuck that strongly to such a rule, but once you hear it it's certainly a bit hard ignore it.
Should we count the inconveniences that have gotten in my way?
I first brought this up to my aunt on march 29th, and it's currently april 6th and I'm still here for a few reasons.
First of all, I'm always quite shy, and asking someone to stay at their precious home is, quite frankly, something that makes me too anxious to say it as quickly as I should have.
Secondly, as soon as I told my aunt what the psychologist asked me to say, it was quite clear to me that she wasn't very happy to have me there, even if she said it was ok. She said herself, just some days ago, that "a dead body and a guest can only last three days before stinking". I don't forget things too easily and I have a very strong intuition, so I know when people are having issues with me right off the bat. I think my aunt is still mourning the loss of her spouse, and moreover she's enjoying the house all to herself. I try to reassure her that I won't stay forever and it's just more of a transition period more than anything, but I'm not sure what she's thinking. Maybe she's too nice to tell me that I can't stay, but I'm going to take this shaky 'yes' for the time being.
Anyway, the third thing that is making me hesitate is how annoying my mother is getting, just crying all day about this decision as if I wasn't talking about leaving this year for the past 4 years of my life. I guess she expected me to somehow forget my entire life's purpose. In any case, I'm just trying to get enough money to move out and finally start living the life I want, so I can't live on my own right now. But I certainly plan on doing so one day, hopefully sooner than later.
My mom says I had a psychotic break because I abused my meds too much, but I think there has to be something else to it, nothing is ever that simple, is it? I've thought that maybe I wasn't ready to feel life on my skin, too tender to handle it still. You know? I'm starting to feel a bit sleepy for the first time in days. I don't think I've slept for longer than 6 hours these days.
Still, tomorrow I'll go make some of my last purchases. I had hoped to turn this into a safe haven but nothing around me will ever feel safe. Is it really that hard to own something?
It seems to me that I always have to lose some part of me in exchange for the freedom I long for so much. I'm currently living in the dogs' room. Their space is so much bigger than mine too. The room doesn't have a door and the place I was given to sleep is a hammock which bumps into the corner of a desk every now and then. The place my aunt originally gave me was an extremely hard cot with no sheets to make it even the littlest bit more bearable. Maybe this is a soft but clear way of telling me to piss off. If I go, I'll just take a weight off her shoulders. I have something new and cute. I'll stay home and do what I'm told. Stop fighting back, it's all useless, there's no way out.
Maybe I'll just stay here forever, maybe I can make good money off the store if I handle it better. Maybe.
There's no peace in this world, no such thing as freedom or justice. It's all a dream, nothing is where it should be.
My eyelids feel cold
3 Clonazepam
3 Pregabalin
1 Risperidone
It hurts so much to admit it, but maybe I can only escape temporarily like this. Let me take care of the things that hurt me the most. I'll make a dream out of that place, I'll make it shine like the moon so I can go out with a bang, I'll bring heaven with me when I leave.
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saronai · 2 months
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Buckets of stress on chronic stress. Please be patient with me wherever however you know me for the forseeable future. A few longer reasons under the read more.
TLDR: I've been in housing instability since 2018 causing chronic stress and now have been served a notice of eviction and my landlord is probably committing something called "Self-help eviction" over the last year that might help our case. Regardless, I am currently the metaphoric portrayal of those stressful scenes in disaster movies where someone's trapped in a container filling up with water and their head keeps going under as they trash. They're fighting to take sips of air through the little gap between the uneven water surface. All while trying to help each other stay at the surface. Meanwhile, the gap between uneven water surface and ceiling is closing. And apparently we actually have to wait until the stage where we must all hold our breath (served official eviction court papers on March 6th) and pray the emergency housing structures and support are able to rescue us before we drown. Anyway researching all this and doing everything I can as I can on top of trying to work my ass off finding a job has become its own extremely exhausting, panicky full time job. Also the flooring in my kitchen is super unsafe (part of the possible case of "self-help eviction" going on). I am in high stress survival mode and with the state of the world as it is between queer rights violations, this shit election coming up, women's rights violations, Palestine, and more I am really losing my capacity to hope. All sources of trying to find uplifting motivational spiritual stuff are almost entirely religious and thus the opposite of helpful for someone like me who was spiritually and emotionally abused through childhood by their churches. If prayer, faith, and wishful thinking helped more than just a little placebo-effect, SO MANY more people would be saved from suffering, so many people DESERVE to be rescued. I deserve it, my family deserves it, and whatever you're going through right now if you're also trying not to drown under something, YOU also deserve that rescue. I hope we're one of the lucky stories. I'll fight to keep us all above that closing gap, but I'm finding it impossible to have any kind of faith. No matter the darkness, there's always a next sunrise. That's hope. I have hope. So long as I get to see a next sunrise, there's hope, and if I don't, my need to worry about it anyway is over.
I wish I had the capacity for faith in the universe or anything beyond me, but that's been abused out of me by now. I'm not suicidal, but there's definitely something wrong with the state of "but at least if I die in an accident of some kind this would be over for me." Which I actually fear not because I fear death anymore but because of how much harder that would be for my friends and family to weather on top of all this other shit. Maybe it's enough to have faith in humanity. There's so many ways in which we fall short or are downright horrible to each other and ourselves, but I do have faith in many of us to help who we can, to make the world better. Maybe even in at least half of us. Humanity might not be all-powerful and unfailing, but there are SO MANY we do help and not just each other. Humans are limited, so I only have hope, rather than faith that my family will be one of the lucky ones. We have friends and family ready to help however they can.
Doesn't stop me from being scared. Being a jobless financial burden on even more people in my life is a nightmare. The idea I might never get to see my cats and they'll always wonder what happened to us is even worse. I'll try to focus on faith in humanity, in the counter-measures put in place. And I want to thank those of you I've already opened up to for your support and willingness to help and for just being in my life in general. Without you I might not even have hope over the next sunrise.
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