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tsukidrama · 2 years

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hello! guess who has a new laptop! 😁

i haven’t much to say unfortunately because not much happened since last time but i’m really happy to talk to you again.

about our last “ask” ; i understand why you love nandor! he wasn’t my favourite at first but he’s starting to grow on me. but i think my favourite is guillermo! which is funny i think because i keep seeing posts (like this one) about how guillermo attracks lesbians akjhkdjfh.

YYYYYAAAAAAAAAAYYYY J !! I MISSED YOU

i'm happy to talk to you, too!! it's so good to hear from you. i was so happy last night when i got your message.

pggpppffft i really truly love all of the character in wwdits, they're all hilarious. the only one who is NOT my favorite is colin robinson but he still makes me laugh. AAAAAAA kjbsaljdbdsjk that's very true, i know at least 3-4 lesbians who look exactly like that. he is such an unhinged psycho but also my precious baby meow meow AND I LOVE HIS RELATIONSHIP W NANDOR - have you seen s2 e4 The Curse yet? my favorite episode

about trnt next chapters, it’s going to be a bit cheesy (?) but there’s no way i could hate you after a chapter, even if it’s the worse chapter ever or like… you kill off annie or something (which i doubt could happen but it’s to use an example). of course i love the fic for the story and its quality but you could write a 10 lines chapter of annie counting her cats and i’ll still come in your inbox telling you my detailed opinion on it LMAO

and about crime and punishment don’t worry! i’ve been trying to find new things to watch and read since lately i’ve been stuck in an anime/comedy shows circle, and it’s frustrating not being able to do new things you know what i mean? even if it’s kind of dumb since it’s just entertainment.

ALASHDGKHLWK THAT'S SO SWEET! i would... never ever kill her off, i'd kill myself first. but i get the sentiment behind what you're saying heh, and i appreciate the loyalty 😯 imagine if i wrote a chapter that's literally just about the cats asdfghjkl; i'd be interested in the commentary & you'd probably still make me feel special.

i feel that about wanting new things to watch, i really truly do. i'm bored with the shows i've been watching lately and idk how to break out of it. i don't think it's dumb. i did 10 minutes of digging and i found what seems like a viable link to watch the version of C&P i've been talking about which is probably the least i can do with all the talking i've done about it? enjoy laskjcahskdjvn i'm so sorry it's like 3 hours long no pressure and like take your time fam

lastly i’ve seen the map you’ve made for the cottage and i’m so surprised because it’s exactly how i imagined it??? meaning your descriptions in the fics were really well done. but it’s still so nice to see it exactly how it should be, it must have been a lot of work. we love a dedicated writer 🙏

omg really?! that's actually pretty surprising but i will take the compliment! eee thanks as always you are so kind. yes it was a lot of work but it was over a long period of time and the end result was worth it in the long run ♡

saying this a bit late but i hope you have a nice weekend! and that work has been a bit better.

j (who now uses they/them pronouns now btw ☺️)

good to know, and congrats on figuring yourself out! and again it's so nice to hear from you!

i had a pretty good and relaxing weekend but the christmas party at my job got canceled (idk why even! wtf) so i'm a little bummed, but i'll just go somewhere with the wife when she's home from work instead so, all good. writing has been going very well for the last few days!

#j anon #tsuki answers #annie-isms #trnt annie #cottagecanon #long post

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ghostburs-blue · 4 years

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could u do 3 & 88 w/ peter pls? love ur work btw

I’m genuinely so sorry this took so long to come out. I had writer's block for a hot second, but eventually wrote this piece! Thank you so much for the compliment, I’m so grateful for you love <333 I hope you like it nonnie :D

Convenient

Request: could u do 3 & 88 w/ peter pls? love ur work btw > #3: “You’re not hurting me, you’re not heavy. I’ve got you, love.” / #88: The one stumbling to the other’s front door after getting hurt/beaten up etc.

Summary: as usual, y/n and peter have some... hidden feelings and neither makes a move >:(

Warnings: mentions of a knife, injuries, and blood + fluff + angst if you squint!

Word Count: 2.1k

“Peter!” You called upon seeing him enter the crowded cafeteria. His eyes skimmed the room, smiling when he found you.

He walked over, sliding into the seat next to you. He wrapped an arm around your shoulder, and you casually let your head drop against him with a smile.

You were naturally a very touchy person. Your love language was touches and hugs, soft gestures to show that you appreciated and loved the other person. So, no one bat an eye when you made a habit to hug Peter every day in the morning by his locker. No one paid attention when you would lay a hand on his thigh, or gravitate close to him when walking.

They did pay attention, however, when Peter practically shrunk away from anyone else’s touches. If any other person tried to hug him, he would immediately step back and reject their affection.

It didn’t take long for people to start making the connection, but you both seemed oblivious to the obvious feelings between the two of you.

When Peter had first told you about his side gig as the hero of New York, you had laughed. Peter? The Peter you had known since you were 3? As Spider-Man? Laughable.

Peter was, of course, quite offended. When you finally calmed down and realized that he wasn’t lying, your eyes grew wide. Your next reaction was to punch him. Hard.

“Why didn’t you tell me?!” You had exclaimed, upset that he hadn’t told you about such a life-changing decision. He profusely apologized, explaining that he hadn’t wanted to put you in harm’s way. You had groaned, slightly pushing at his arm before smiling at him.

You whispered that it was okay, and that you would still be there for him no matter what happened. You both grinned at each other, Peter leaning forward slightly to wrap your body in a comforting hug.

It was a fond memory for you, one that you would often think about when you needed cheering up.

A nudge from Peter brought you back to reality.

“Hm?” You asked sweetly, as you had been zoned out of the conversation for a while.

Peter smiled down at you. “Everyone’s free to do a movie night tomorrow,” he said, as it would be the weekend. Your face scrunched up, trying to remember if you had any plans. Coming up with nothing, you nodded happily.

“I’m free!” You said, grinning. The rest of your group cheered, then proceeded to debate about what movie to watch. You glanced down at your phone, noticing that there were only about 10 minutes left of lunch.

You stood up carefully, unwrapping Peter’s arm from around your upper body. “I’m heading to class early, I have to talk to the teacher,” you announce. After you say goodbye, you head out of the cafeteria.

Just as you make it past the doors, a hand on your shoulder causes you to turn around. A look of happiness passes over your face as you realize it was Peter.

“Hey!” You start walking backward as you talk to him. “Why are you here?” You ask, slightly confused.

Flustered, Peter shrugged. “I- I just didn’t want you to walk to class alone,” he laughed. You gave him a confused smile, but went with it anyways.

Throughout the walk, you couldn’t help but study his features. You noticed every fine line, every crease near his eyes. God, those eyes.

You could stare into them for the rest of eternity. The deep chocolate brown pools were filled with emotion, something you couldn’t quite recognize.

A sudden urge to hold his face in your hands came over you, and you quickly looked away with a blush adorning your cheeks.

You looked back at him when Peter softly grabbed your arm. He looked at you with amusement in his soft eyes. He pointed to the door next to you.

“Isn’t this your class?” He laughed as you gave a sheepish smile.

“Sorry, I guess I just got… sidetracked,” you replied. Reaching up to loop your arms around his body, you buried your face in his neck. Breaking apart, you waved a small good-bye as you stepped into the classroom.

For the rest of the day, you couldn’t take your mind off of Peter. Sure, you knew you had a crush on him. But how far did those feelings go? You couldn’t take another day of soft touches and hugs only as friends.

As soon as you were released from the last class of the day, you and hundreds of other students flocked to the exit of your school. You waited near a bench outside for a certain brown-haired boy to pop up. You grinned as you noticed him, waving Peter over towards you.

Just like you always did, you waited for Peter’s ride to show up. Every day Peter would get picked up by Happy to train for an hour or two after school. You would always wait until you were sure Peter was safe, then head to the nearest subway station to go to your own apartment.

It was a Friday, meaning he would go on patrol today. This also meant you would stay up all night, worried, until he sent you a text letting you know that he was safe and in his bed at home. You never told Peter that you didn’t sleep until you were certain he was okay, out of fear he might become upset.

You eventually reached home, unlocking the door to an empty apartment. Your parents were out this weekend, working.

They worked late into the night and left early in the morning, leaving you to have it mostly to yourself for majority of the day. You knew better to complain, however. The dedication they put into their jobs enabled you to have all the luxuries you had today.

You made your way to your bedroom, collapsing on the bed with a huff. You simply lay there for a while, staring at the unmoving ceiling while thoughts swirling in your head. Many- okay all- of them revolving around the one and only Peter Parker.

Ever since you had been old enough to have feelings for somebody, you know you liked Peter. Of course, you had never told him. Why would you risk ruining such an amazing friendship?

So, you sucked it up. You encouraged him to ask Gwen Stacy out in the 6th grade. You held him at 3 in the morning when they broke up in 8th grade. You watched him pine over Liz Allen just a year ago, and you had a front-row seat to see his heartbreak when he had to let her go because of his hero duties.

You were there through it all. But would he ever see you as more than a friend? Would he ever realize that you had comforted him when nobody else had?

You sighed and rolled over, not bothering to change your clothes after the long school day. Even with the thoughts and fears pounding in your head, your eyes closed and you slowly dozed off.

You woke with a start to a dark room. The sun had set in the many hours you had been asleep. Cursing under your breath, you checked your phone to see no new texts from Peter.

You stood up from your bed, stretching out your limbs. Grabbing your phone, you padded over to the kitchen and began to prepare dinner for yourself.

It was 11 pm when you finished eating and cleaning the kitchen. Just as you were about to pour yourself a cup of hot tea, you heard a noise coming from your room. With a gulp, you grabbed a knife from a kitchen drawer and slowly crept down the hallway.

Reaching the closed door, you took a deep breath as you pushed it open, ready to stab at whatever was in there.

A startled, “WAIT!” stopped you, the knife in your hand dangerously close to a familiar masked face.

“Peter?” You asked, confused. “What are you…” your voice trailed off as you noticed the large gash in his side. Eyes traveling up and down his body, you took into account the cuts and scrapes littering his skin. Or at least, what was exposed from the torn suit.

You gasped, looking up into the white eyes of his mask. Peter’s hand came up, pulling it off his head in a swift motion. He winced, and you instantly leaned forward to steady him.

Peter’s gaze fell to his feet, and you gently took a step toward him. Placing a finger under his chin, you raised his head to look at him. You searched his eyes, finding pain and again, that mystery emotion you couldn’t quite decipher.

He cleared his throat, breaking the silence. “So, uh. I got hurt,” Peter tried for a joke, earning an eye roll from you.

“I can see that,” you responded with a laugh. He nodded, and you noticed he started to wobble a bit. “Woah there, babe. Sit down,” you dragged your desk chair out towards him, gently lowering him in it. It took you a second to realize what pet name had just rolled off your tongue. Peter didn’t say anything, instead looking at you intently.

“I- I was closer to your place than mine. It kinda hurts, y/n,” he murmured, hurt washing over his face. You nodded quickly, heart aching to see him in pain.

“I’m going to grab some first-aid stuff. I’ll be right back,” you promised, rushing away to grab the supplies as quickly as you could.

Coming back, you immediately got to work. Unfortunately, that required Peter to peel off his suit, leaving him in only his boxers. You tried not to take notice of it, focusing on the rather large cut covering his upper torso.

After a few winces and yelps from Peter, you finished. He noticed you starting to doze off as you cleaned up the bloody mess around you, smiling to himself.

As you reentered the room, he beckoned to you. Walking over, you let out a sound of surprise as he pulled you into his lap. However, you didn’t protest as his arms wrapped around you, holding you tight to his bare chest.

You spent a few minutes like this, you straddling his legs with your face pressed into his torso. Finally, it was too much for you to handle.

You looked up, attempting to push yourself away from his muscular body. Peter was unmoving, however, looking down at you in concern.

“Peter, I-,” your voice broke, and you quickly looked away to hide your tear-filled eyes. Pushing harder this time, you stood up from his grasp and walked away. Turning back around, you felt your heart break again as you caught sight of his distraught face. “I can’t do this Peter,” you whispered, praying he heard the raw emotion in your voice.

“Why not?” He asked, voice catching. “Am I not good enough for you?” It was his turn to start crying. You gasped, rushing forward towards him.

“What? No, of course not!” You exclaimed, gently wiping the tears from his cheeks. “This whole time I thought you didn’t like me,” you confessed, becoming aware of Peter’s hands grabbing your waist.

“Are you kidding? I love you, y/n,” Peter murmured. He pulled you suddenly into a kiss, quickly taking control of it with a moan.

You broke apart, breathing heavily. “Goddamnit, Peter. I love you so much,” you hummed, pulling him into a tight hug.

“I have to tell you something,” Peter confessed. You gave him a confused look, sitting up straight.

“Yeah?” You questioned.

“I was planning to tell you tonight anyway. The injury was just… convenient,” he said with a smile.

You laughed, shaking your head and planting a small kiss against his lips. You leaned forward into Peter’s warm embrace.

You found yourself back in the position you were before, straddling his lap. You pressed your face against the crook of his neck, inhaling his sweet smell. This time, you dozed off, comforted by Peter’s presence.

You were awoken by the feeling of movement. Peter was standing, gently holding you and walking over to your bed. You made a noise of protest and tried to get him to put you down.

Peter laughed. “You’re not hurting me, you’re not heavy. I got you, love,” he said, carefully pulling back the covers and setting you down onto the mattress. As he stood up, your hand reached out and grabbed his.

“Stay? Please,” you whispered, gazing at Peter. One look at your face, and he knew he was done for. With a soft smile on his face, he nodded and climbed in quietly behind you.

Pulling the sheets over both of your bodies, you pushed back into his firm chest. Peter’s arms came up and wrapped around your stomach, hugging you close to his warm body.

“Goodnight, baby.”

“Goodnight, Peter.”

#peter parker #peter parker angst #peter parker fanfic #peter parker fluff #peter parker x reader #peter parker x y/n #spiderman #spider-man #marvel #marvel fanfiction #y/n #reader insert

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beanfic · 4 years

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Late Night Adventures

Pairing: Tyler Joseph x reader

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: mr.joseph says a bad word :o but besides that, none!

Request: can i have the reader, tyler, and josh getting into some late night shenanigans on tour and maybeeeee there’s a confession involved from a certain joseph 👀 - @nonsenseverses

Author’s note: I loved writing this request so much!! (theyre still open, btw, so if people want to send in more requests!) also fun fact! This is my first fic written on my new computer :D usually i write them on my laptop but this time I wrote it with a fancy keyboard so it went *click* *click* *click*

“You know what I am thinking?” Tyler spoke up between his bites of the Hawaiian pizza he was munching on. Both you and Josh looked up towards him and saw his mischievous look.

“What?” you were nervous for his answer, usually when Tyler had a look like that on his face, it meant no good.

“Late night shenanigans?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Oh hell yeah!” Josh clapped his hands together and rubbed them together, as if he was creating an evil plot.

“Tyler,” you sighed. “Do you remember how much trouble we got in last time? You literally crashed the golf cart into the wall of the amphitheater and caused like, what?, 2k worth of damages?”

“Y/N! C’mon! We will be safe.” Josh chimed in before Tyler even had a chance to respond.

“Yeah! We’ve been on tour for like two months now and we only have had like 10 late night shenanigans. We gotta make them tradition.” He smiled to himself as he thought about everything he could do.

“Okay, fine.” You raised your hands up in defeat, but you couldn’t help to feel a little bit of excitement. You enjoyed the late night adventures you spent with the boys on tour. The first time Josh had invited you on tour was back during regional at best era, and you quickly were invited to every tour in the future. You liked helping out in the back, plus you really liked spending time with Tyler and Josh. They were like your best friends, even though you did have a little bit of a crush on Tyler, you couldn’t lie about that.

“So, Joseph, what do you have planned this time?” Josh asked. Tyler thought for a second before standing up and grabbing his laptop and bringing it over to the couch that you were all sitting on in the tour bus.

“Hear me out! They have these electric scooters, and I think we should ride them downtown across this bridge.” He pulled up a photo of a large bridge that was lit up with rainbow lights.

“Whoa, that’s pretty,” you whispered.

“It really said gay rights,” Josh chimed in making you all snicker.

“Can I just say that I have never ridden an electric scooter before?” you confessed, your stomach bubbling with nervousness.

“You think we have?” Tyler laughed.

“I have.” Josh spoke, making both you and Tyler to look over at him.

“When?”

“Back when I was visiting LA! They have them all over!”

“Are they pretty easy to use?” you asked.

Josh nodded, “You’ll get a hang of it quick, Y/N, trust me!”

“It won’t be bad, I promise!” Tyler added, trying to help ease your nerves. You smiled at him before taking a deep breath.

“When are we headed out?”

“I was thinking like around 1?” Tyler looked at his apple watch. It read 12:38 am.

“Do you think it will be cold out? What should I wear?” you tend to ask a lot of questions when you were nervous, and they seemed to all be making an appearance right now.

“The weather says it’s around 65 degrees so I would suggest something comfortable but warm? Maybe sweatpants and a sweatshirt?” Josh suggested. You thank him before excusing yourself to get into better clothes. You squeezed into the tiny bathroom and you stared at yours;f in the mirror. For some reason you were more nervous for this late night adventure than you have been in the past. You weren’t sure if it was because you all had gotten in trouble with the boys’ manager last time, or if it was because you did not want to make a fool of yourself on the electric scooters in front of Tyler.

“You okay in there?” you heard a knock on the door. It was Tyler.

“Yep!” You unlocked the door and walked out, now in warmer and much more comfortable clothes.

“I like your sweatshirt!” Tyler said with a soft smile. You felt your cheeks blush.

“Thanks, is it because it’s yours?” you teased. It was an older style of a twenty one pilots hoodie.

“It looks way better on you than it ever did on me!”

“Sure, Ty,” you rolled your eyes and laughed.

“If you guys are done flirting, are you ready to head out?” Josh peeked his head into the hallway between the bathroom and the living area.

“We are not flirting!” Tyler snapped back at him and your face fell without you realizing. You think Tyler might have noticed too, because his eyes softened when he looked at you. “I’m sorry.” He whispered to you and you just responded with a small smile.

“I downloaded the app for the scooters and it looks like there is a group of them like five minutes from here, we just have to go left out of the parking lot!”

“At least one of us is good at directions!” you teased Tyler, reminding him of how he got you and Josh lost in new York city once, which also happened to be the most fun night of your life, but that is for another story. All of you piled out of the bus, saying goodbye to the others that were playing Mario kart. The air was chilly, and you wrapped your arms around your body to try to keep yourself warm. You followed the boys down the dark street, and you wished there were more street lamps.

“It’s spooky out here,” Tyler spoke.

“Don’t worry, I’ll keep you safe!” Josh turned around and patted Tyler’s shoulder.

“Thanks, love,” Tyler snickered.

“Ew,” you pretended to gag at the boys.

“I see the scooters!” Josh pointed to a rack of the scooters. He helped you and Tyler set up the app and make sure everything was working. You wished there were helmets, but hopefully you wouldn’t crash or anything like that.

“Whoa!” Tyler zipped off as he pressed on the power of the scooter, You watched in awe as he effortlessly made and loop and returned back to you and Josh.,

“You’re a natural!” you complimented him, making him beam.

“Watch this!” Josh said. He hopped on the scooter and started to forward but then he did a little hop and spun in a circle.

“Show off,” Tyler grumbled.

“Your turn, Y/N!” Josh looked over at you and you nervously looked down at the scooter. It seemed to be mocking you.

“Alright.” You took a deep breath and placed both of your feet on the scooter, holding tightly onto the handles, and gently gave the scooter some power. It moved forward with a jolt, making you lose your balance a little bit. “It’s much more powerful than I was expecting.”

“You’ll get used to it!” Tyler reassured you. “Try again.”

You nodded and tried again, preparing yourself for the power. You stayed balanced as it started to move and then you practiced moving the handle bars left and right, and Tyler was right, you were able to get the hang of it fairly quickly.

“Onward!” Tyler raised his hand and pointed forwards as he rode off into the street. You laughed at how silly he was and followed him. Josh rode next to you, making sure you were doing okay.

“How far away is the bridge?” you asked. Josh looked down at the GPS on his phone.

“One more left turn and it should be down that road!” You thanked him and continued riding. It was peaceful. Tyler would start singing one of his songs, Josh making drumming sounds with his mouth, and you would just look at the night sky and take in your surroundings. There were quite a lot of murals on the walls of the buildings, which you were really pretty.

“I see the bridge!” Tyler shouted. You looked past him and saw the bridge, it was bright and lit up in the dark. You all rode until you reached the top of the middle of the bridge and you all stopped to look out over the river below.

“This is gorgeous!” you stated, looking down at the waves crashing below you.

“Like you,” he whispered. You weren’t quite sure you heard him correctly. You whipped your head around and looked at him with your mouth open, not sure what to say.

“Wait what?” you stumbled over your words and you could see Tyler’s ears turn a beet red.

“Oh, I um, said you look gorgeous? Like you said the view was gorgeous and-”

“Thank you, Tyler,” you stopped his stammering. “You’re pretty gorgeous yourself too.”

“Not true,” he scoffed.

“Tyler, it’s true! Right, Josh?” you turned around to see Josh who was on the other side of the bridge taking photos, not even realizing that you were talking to him. You turned back around to Tyler and shrugged. “I mean it.”

“You think I’m gorgeous?” Tyler placed his hand on his chest, dramatically acting surprised that you could think such a thing.

“Yes! I always that you were, like have you seen yourself Ty?” you laughed nervously. Usually, you weren’t this open about your feelings with someone, especially if you didn’t know if they felt the same.

“I mean that’s what I think about you. Every time I see you, I lose my breath because of how attractive you are!” he was looking out and you saw his eyes widened when he said that last part. “I’m sorry, hopefully you didn’t think that was creepy. Shit, I’t just I really like you, Y/N, and I don’t know how to flirt or talk to people I like and-”

“Tyler.” You took a step closer to him and placed your hand on his arm, giving it a small rub to calm him down. “It’s okay. Can I confess something too?”

He nodded with wide eyes, still not saying anything.

“I like you too! I’ve had a crush on you for the past six months but I’ve been too afraid to say anything! I get nervous around cute guys.” You poked his side, making him laugh.

“You have a crush on Tyler?” Josh asked as he walked over to join your guys conversation.

“Apparently Tyler also has a crush on me!” you smiled.

“I knew it!” Josh fist pumped the air.

“What?” Tyler looked over at Josh with suspicion

“C’mon, Ty. I know how you get when you like someone, and you have been acting like that around Y/N for the past few months! So are you guys going to, like, date now?” Josh crossed his arms and wiggled his eyebrows at the two of you. You played with your sweatshirt sleeve nervously.

“Y/N?” Tyler asked. You looked up at him. “Would you like to go on a date with me?”

“Duh,” you laughed.

“Sounds like a plan!” he leaned over and placed a kiss on your cheek.

“Ew, no kissing ion front of me!” Josh covered his eyes and Tyler punched his shoulder.

“Shut up, Dun, or I am going to kiss you!”

“Y’all are too much,” you laughed as you watched Tyler chase Josh around on the bridge.

“Dude, it’s already 3am!” Josh told both of you. “Ready to head back to the bus?”

“Yes,” you responded with a yawn. All three of you hopped on the scooters once again and rode back to the bus.

“Wait, look at that!” Tyler stopped his scooter and pointed to something that was crawling across the street.

“Ew, is that a rat?” you recognized the long eerie looking tail. “Disgusting.”

“Maybe it needs a friend,” Josh suggested.

“Hell no,” you stopped him right there. “This is how you two get in trouble, let’s get back to the bus before you two decide on some other shenanigan to get into tonight.”

“They have a point,” Tyler added.

“You were more fun when you guys weren’t together,” Josh mumbled.

“Dun, it’s been ,like fifteen minutes.”

“If anything, Y/N is gonna make me more fun!” Tyler teased.

“Exactly!” You scooted over to Tyler and gave him a high five.

“Where’s my high five??” Josh frowned.

“You get a fist pump.”

“Good enough,” Josh fist pumped you and continued on towards the bus. The warmth of the inside was nice and after you convinced Tyler to pay for all of your scooter fees with the band's credit card, it was finally time for bed. You got into pajamas and while you were brushing your teeth, you saw Tyler walk by to get into his bunk.

“Goodnight, Y/N!” Tyler said. “I’m glad that we went on our little adventure tonight, because I don’t think I would have had the guts to tell you if we didn’t.”

“Agreed.” Your lips turned upwards as Tyler leaned in and planted a kiss on your lips. Your first kiss with Tyler. It was short, but so perfect.

“You taste like toothpaste,” he chuckled.

“Your lips are very soft, like more soft than I think lips should be, do you use a lip scrub?” you questioned.

“I actually do,” he confessed. “It’s from lush and is chocolate flavored.”

“You’ll have to share!”

“My lips or the lip scrub?” he joked and you rolled your eyes.

“Both!” you leaned in for another peck on the lips. Tyler was smiling like an idiot, and it made you so giddy inside.

“Okay, I really need to sleep for the show tomorrow. Night, Y/N.”

“Goodnight, Ty! Tell Josh I said goodnight too even though I am sure he is already asleep. Sleep well!”

“You too!” You watched Tyler head towards the bunks and you finished up in the bathroom. You pulled out the couch into your bed and hopped in. You replayed the events of the night, and even though you were exhausted, you had a hard time falling asleep because of the excitement of Tyler confessing his feelings for you.

This was probably one of the best late night adventures you had.

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alicepink-me · 4 years

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Secrets Revealed

By: Alice Pink (Btw I was 14 when I wrote this, so not my best work)

Story Summary:

Chat Noir’s goal has always been to find out Ladybug’s true identity. Can one hint about Ladybug lead to the truth? Secrets will be revealed about the past as mysteries unfold. How will Marinette and Adrien react to everything?

Chapter 8: The Findings

Marinette's head hurt from running into the pole outside of Master Fu's massage shop, but she was starting to remember everything that had happened when she was akumatized and when she was in the Betweens. Adrien was helping her walk to class since she was a bit dizzy and still trying to remember everything.

They had walked into the classroom five minutes before class started.

"You're different." Alya whispered to Marinette. "You just walked into class with Adrien and haven't completely fallen over yet. How did you manage that? Did you being akumatized give you some massive confidence that overpowers your awkwardness?" Alya questioned. "I can see that it gave you a bruise on your forehead."

"Oh yeah." Marinette said, putting her hand on her forehead. "And I'm not that different. I uh . . . realized that I should try being Adrien's friend first. And I realized that me being awkward is just going to make him feel awkward too. I'm trying my best to not melt away or burn up when I'm around him. Unfortunately, I can't control my clumsiness. I just hope I don't embarrass myself too much in front of him." Marinette rambled.

"Maybe now you can finally ask Adrien out." Alya laughed.

"I don't think I'll ever be able to do that no matter how much I try."

"Marinette Dupain-Cheng!" Chloe shouted at Marinette. "Last time I saw you, you ran away crying like a little baby. Heard you went missing because you can't face the truth." Chloe laughed at Marinette.

"I was akumatized Chloe and it was because of you!" Marinette said with a stern voice as she stood up.

"Oh please. You still can't accept the facts that you caused everything and it's all your fault."

"It was both of our faults that I was akumatized and I'm fine, thank you. Now I don't need your attitude today, Chloe. So just sit in your seat and leave me alone."

"What ever." Chloe said, marching over to her seat with her "best friend" Sabrina.

Marinette slumped back down in her seat as class started.

Marinette could hardly pay attention at all during class. She spent the entire time thinking. Her mind couldn't stop thinking about what everything she was remembering meant.

'When I was akumatized . . . Adrien had kissed me. He also admitted to having a crush on me. Was it . . . true? Does Adrien actually like me or was he just saying that to save me? He told Mari, "Adrien Agreste doesn't just like you, he loves you." I need to know if Adrien actually likes me.' Marinette laid her chin on the desk in confusion. 'He loves Ladybug, but . . . how does he feel about me?'

The bell rang for everyone to go to their next class and Marinette needed to talk to Adrien.

"Okay, see you tomorrow class. Don't forget to do questions 10-20 on your homework." Miss Bustier called.

"Adrien." Marinette said, her voice getting quieter.

The entire class left the room, leaving Marinette and Adrien alone.

"Yes." Adrien asked, turning around.

"How do you actually feel about me?" Marinette blurted, surprising Adrien. "You always said that you loved Ladybug and you said that you liked Marinette before you saved the akumatized me. Did you just say that stuff to save me or what did you-"

Adrien placed his finger over Marinette's mouth to stop her.

"I meant every word that I said. Everything that you heard was true and I would never lie to you on purpose."

Adrien's words put a smile on Marinette's face. She immediately hugged him in response.

"So what are you doing for lunch later?" Adrien asked with a smile.

"I'm just going to the library. I want to see if there are any stories about the Betweens there."

"I'll help you." Adrien volunteered. "I want to learn more about where you were. I was really worried about you. You stayed on my couch, not moving, for three days. It was really confusing."

"I'm sure you'll be a great help." Marinette's smile grew.

. . .

Marinette threw a pile of books onto a table in the library. Tikki flew out of Marinette's purse to help look through them. Marinette sat down and opened one of the books.

"You'll have to really pay attention to details in these stories, Marinette. You have to be able to recognize whether they're fake stories or ones written from experiences of being there." Tikki said, flying over to the book Marinette was looking at.

"Yeah. But no matter whether they're true or not . . . I've got to find a way to get my friend out of there. We might even be able to find a way to get the other people out. Who knows how many people are trapped there?"

Marinette stared at each book with such persistence. She hoped for an answer to her problems.

"Hey, Marinette." Adrien said, waving to Marinette before sitting next to her. "I brought you a sandwich."

"Thanks." Marinette said taking a bite.

"I thought you'd be hungry since you skipped eating lunch to come to the library." Adrien grabbed one of the books on the table and opened it. "So, have you found anything yet?"

"Yes, actually. The Betweens is said to be a magnificent palace that is almost endless. There are hundreds of hallways filled with doors that lead to different worlds. Each world may only be in a small room, but they're bigger on the inside. But the big problem is that every book says you can never escape a room once you're inside."

Adrien looked at the open pages of his book. "Look." He said pointing to the page. "This story says that you can only enter the Betweens through a mind. Maybe there is a way to somehow get there through our minds."

"Maybe, but I just hope that there is a way to get everyone out. The problem is that the Betweens doesn't physically exist. It's not filled with people, it's filled with minds and souls. And we don't know exactly if the people's bodies will appear back with their mind." Marinette said, taking another bite of her sandwich. "I guess we won't know until we get them out."

"What was the name of the woman you met in the Betweens?" Adrien asked.

"I don't know." Marinette said, looking up from the book. "She wouldn't tell me. She said it wasn't important. I guess she just . . . thought that there wasn't any hope. She was nice enough to help me get out of there, but she wouldn't tell me any personal information. She only told me the story of how she got there."

"You know how she told you to tell me family portrait, 09-26-01?"

"Yeah."

"Well if that woman told you to tell me then . . . she probably knew my family. It's probably my family portrait. We should go look for it after school. My dad has a meeting later, so he won't be there to stop us."

"Okay, but I'll have to tell my parents first." Marinette stated, opening up another book. "I just hope that we find something. But right now . . . " Marinette looked at her phone. "We have fifteen minutes before class starts."

. . .

Marinette only had a couple afternoon classes to go to before school was over. She hadn't paid much attention to anything all day. She had other things to think about.

The bell rang and the school day was over. Alya glared at Marinette as she got up and talked to Adrien. She was becoming suspicious of her best friend.

'Suddenly Marinette was able to talk to Adrien.'

It didn't make sense to her.

"So are you ready to go?" Marinette asked, appearing in front of Adrien.

"Yep."

Adrien took Marinette's hand and they started to walk out of the classroom before being stopped by Alya.

"Whoa! What's going on between you two?" Alya stared at their interconnected hands. "Are you two dating? And if you are then why wouldn't you guys, especially my best friend, tell me." Alya crossed her arms and leaned closer, glaring Marinette.

"No. We aren't dating . . . at least I don't think we are . . . yet." Marinette said, confused.

"Then how are you two so close lately?" Alya argued.

"We don't know. That's just how we are." Adrien confirmed, before grabbing Marinette's hand and rushing out of the room, leaving Alya alone and confused.

"I hate not telling Alya the truth." Marinette moaned. "I know that we can't tell her about anything, but I hate to do this to her."

"I don't like lying either. Especially to Nino. Nino's my best friend and I wish that I could tell him everything." Adrien and Marinette started heading for the Agreste mansion. "Speaking of Alya . . . what she said about me and you . . . what are we?" Adrien asked, turning to Marinette, looking right into her bluebell eyes. "Are we dating?"

"I don't know." Marinette answered. "I loved Adrien and you loved Ladybug. I may have been under the mask but you never liked just me and I always rejected Chat Noir for Adrien. I have no idea what we are." Marinette looked at her feet. "It's complicated."

"How can this be complicated?! I love you Marinette!" Adrien shouted, putting both his hands on her shoulders. "You and I were under the mask the whole time. I don't just love your confidence and stubbornness as Ladybug, but I also love your creativity and honesty as Marinette too. I love them both and they're both you."

A smile rose on Marinette's face. She started to blush from the compliments and was bursting with happiness. She finally faced the facts that she liked both Adrien and Chat Noir. They both were one person and they both felt the same for her. She knew what they were now.

Marinette took Adrien's face and lightly kissed his lips. She smiled as she surprised Adrien.

"Then . . . I guess we're dating." Marinette grinned, holding Adrien's hand again.

"Marinette, your Ladybug is showing." Adrien joked. "That confidence that I love is leaking through."

They continued their way to the Agreste mansion. Both of their faces couldn't resist a smile as they held hands.

. . .

Adrien unlocked the gate to the mansion and led Marinette inside.

"Well . . . this is my house." Adrien said as they went through the front entrance.

"Wow. It looks different as Marinette instead of Ladybug. Still beautiful and big, but different." Marinette awed.

"Let me think . . . a family portrait. Most of the pictures here are my modeling pictures, so it's probably not in this room. And I don't think it's the big picture of me and my dad because that's not a family photo. It doesn't have my mom in it. But there is a picture in the dining room of me, my mom, and my dad. We should check there."

"Okay." Marinette said as she followed Adrien. "I wonder what's important about the picture. Maybe there's something secret inside of it or a hidden sign in the picture."

They quickly reached the dinning room. Marinette looked at the table.

'That's way too many empty chairs for a two people.' Marinette thought.

"Here it is." Adrien said, pointing to the picture. "This is the only family portrait that is still hung on the wall in the house."

Marinette left her train of thought and looked up from the table in shock. She stood there staring at the picture in disbelief. Her eyes widened as she stood still. Adrien looked at the picture with a smile before realizing the look on Marinette's face.

"What? Do you see something in the picture?" Adrien said, walking over to Marinette.

"It's her." Marinette mumbled. "From the Betweens." Marinette paid no attention to Adrien and kept her eyes on the picture, not even blinking.

"What did you say . . . and what are you looking at?" Adrien said, waving his hands in front of Marinette's face.

Marinette still didn't react to him. Adrien put both of his hands on Marinette's shoulders and shook her awake.

"That's your mother?" Marinette questioned, turning towards Adrien.

"Yeah. What's the problem?"

"She was in the Betweens. She was the woman who helped me escape. That's how she knew you and that's probably why she didn't tell me her name."

Adrien's stared at Marinette for a moment in disbelief before pulling a chair in front of the picture. Adrien stood on top of the chair and tried to take the picture off of the wall.

"It's on hinges." Adrien said, looking at the side of the picture. "Just like the painting of my mom in one of the other rooms."

Adrien opened up the painting like a door. There was safe behind it.

"09-26-01." Adrien entered the combination and opened up the safe. He smiled. "She made the combination my birthday."

Marinette walked over to the safe and looked inside. "It looks like a . . . passageway. I wonder what it leads to."

"Only one way to find out. Claws out!" Adrien transformed and crawled inside of the safe.

"Wait! We don't know what's in there and it's dark." Marinette screamed into the safe.

"Then it's a good idea that I have night vision." Chat Noir's voice echoed.

Adrien found a cord that led to a light and turned it on.

"I'm coming in too." Marinette shouted. "Tikki spots on!" Ladybug crawled through the space and ended up in another room.

"A hidden room." Chat Noir said with a smile. "This must have been my mom's."

The room was very comfortable. There were bean bag chairs, book shelves, and random objects. The room was very colorful and interesting.

'Maybe there's something useful in here that I can use.'

Ladybug and Chat Noir searched around the small room, looking at every amazing thing. Ladybug saw a book sitting on the desk and opened it.

"This is the book." She mumbled. "This is the spell book that your mom had told me about. She used it to enter the Betweens. Maybe we can too." Ladybug said, walking over to Chat Noir.

"This can help us save your mom."

"Really? You think so? Thank you, Marinette." Chat thanked, tightly hugging Ladybug.

"We'll be able to get your mom out and maybe everyone else." Ladybug smiled.

"That's amazing. I can't believe it."

"It's a spell book. It's more useful than a library book." Ladybug looked up at Chat Noir to see his smile. "Can I borrow it? I want to start looking for spells to use."

"Sure. Anything for you. You're helping me find my mother . . . and there's no way that I could thank you enough for that."

"I'll give it back to you when I'm done."

"Keep it as long as you like. I'll be fine."

"Well . . . I should probably get going, Chat. My parents will be wanting me home soon."

"Okay. I'll just stay in here for a while." Chat said, walking over and hugging Ladybug again. "I haven't seen my mother in a long year that felt like forever and now I have a chance to seeing her again. Thank you. " Chat whispered. "Oh and make sure that my dad's assistant Natalie doesn't see you leave here. That would be an interesting story to tell."

Ladybug grabbed the spell book and walked over to the passageway. "I'll see you tomorrow at school." She said, crawling back through safe entrance. "It's a good thing that this safe can be opened from the inside and out. That would be a big problem if it didn't. Bye"

"Bye." Chat waved.

. . .

Ladybug detransformed at a building near the bakery. She went inside and waved to her parents. Her parents had a customer and she didn't want to bother them. She made her way up to her room and laid on her bed with a sigh.

"At least you found the spell book." Tikki confirmed, flying over to Marinette.

"So much information. A mystery woman who is actually Adrien's mother, a secret room, and the spell book that could save everyone. My mind is blowing up."

"You forgot the part where you and Adrien are dating now."

"Yeah." Marinette smiled happily. "I kissed Adrien and now we're dating. I can't believe-"

Marinette's phone had started to ring inside of her purse. Marinette grabbed her phone and held it up to her ear.

Marinette: "Hello."

Alya: "Hey Marinette."

Marinette: "Alya? Uh hi."

Alya: "Marinette, I have had the best day ever! You wouldn't believe it if I told you."

Marinette: "Oh yeah. What happened?"

Alya: "Well . . . have you ever heard of a kwami?"

Marinette: "What?!" Marinette shouted so loudly that Tikki covered her ears. "Alya, come over. Right now." Marinette's heart was beating faster. She was freaking out inside her head.

Alya: "Uh . . . why? Are you okay, Marinette?"

Marinette: "Yeah! I'm perfectly fine . . . it's just . . . easier to understand your excitement in person."

Alya: "Fine. I'll be over in twenty minutes."

Marinette fell back onto her bed and buried her face in her pillow.

"What does she know?" Marinette mumbled.

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intothedanvers-e · 6 years

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Young, Dumb, & Broke

Word Count: 1844

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: You just graduated high school and were ready to embark on your last summer of being a dumb teen and going on adventures before having to face the realities of the adult world. One day you were driving to a lake to meet some of your friends when your car broke down in the middle of nowhere. With no service and no gas stations around you wandered a little down the street and found one house where you went to ask for help. You expected to find an old couple living in the middle of nowhere, but a nice young British guy (Tom) answered the door. Due to unforeseen circumstances you spend the rest of the afternoon and most of the night together, but when it’s time to leave he says he wants to see you again. You exchange numbers with the cute British guy and embark on a long, secretive summer fling. You both lie about what you do for a living and what you were both doing in the middle of nowhere, but the moments you too bonded were all genuine. Will he find out about your plans after summer? Will you find out what he actually does for a living? Will this fling extend past summer?

Authors Note: Once again thank you for all the love on this series! At this point idk how long it’ll be but im having so much fun writing it and i really hope you guys are enjoying it just as much!! if you want to be part of the taglist or have any feedback please dont hesitate in letting me know! also if you want me to write anything else (one shot, blurb, au) you can send me anything to my ask! The italics is the other person on the phone and italics + bold is a text message! ok i love all of u and it really means a lot to me if you read + enjoy this series! bye! <3 (btw he’s my masterlist if ur curious!)

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 4 Chapter 5

Chapter 3

You and Tom had somehow shifted closer to each other as the night wore on. You were now both seated on the floor with your backs against the couch and only mere inches away from each other. You were both wrapped up in your own blankets, mainly because you’d both just spent an hour trying to figure out how to turn off the AC and failed miserably. It was 2 am now but neither of you were tired, and neither of you wanted to be the baby and tap out to go to sleep first. You had both just been sitting there since after dinner talking about everything from your favorite memories ever to dumb things like whether or not you believed in aliens and ghosts.

“No yeah living with 3 brothers is both the worst and the best, but I wouldn’t trade them for the world. I’m the oldest of us so I think I got the best deck of cards handed to me,” he said running his fingers through his curls.

“That’s adorable! It’s just been me and my mom for as long as I can remember so I’d always wished I would’ve had siblings or even cousins,” you tried to laugh off the last part of the sentence while silently cursing yourself for oversharing.

“You don’t have much family then?”

“Not really. My mom got pregnant at 16 so I never met my dad. It used to be my grandmother, my mom, and I but my grandma passed away when I was like 6 so it’s just been me and my mom since then. Well also my moms best friend and her kids. She’s our neighbor so she’s like my non blood related family. Every time my mom has to leave for work I usually stayed with her so she’s like a second mom to me.”

“What does your mother do?”

“She’s a photographer. Nature, portraits, fashion shows and magazine covers; you name it, my mom’s done it. After my grandma passed she really threw herself into her work, which was all amazing but usually meant she’d spend less time at home. The money was great, and my mom gets invited to all kinds of cool stuff but sometimes I just wanted my mom at home you know? Oh my god why am I telling you all of this? I’m sorry for rambling.”

Your cheeks turned a bright red and you diverted your eyes to the floor avoiding eye contact with Tom. To your surprise he actually extended his arm and gave your arm a sympathetic rub.

“No you’re fine, I can’t imagine where’d I be without my family so I’m sorry you had to deal with all that stuff alone.”

You tried to piece words together but the moment he touched your arm, even though it was over the blanket, it sent your heart doing backflips as you started to hear your heartbeat in your ears. You were staring into her beautiful eyes for a second too long when suddenly the phone in the laundry room started to ring. The both of you jumped.

“I should probably get that,” you said getting up and running toward the phone.

“Sounds good!” he yelled from the living room.

You tried catching your breath before answering the phone.

“Hello?”

“Tom?”

“Uhh no, hold on a sec.”

“Wait if this isn’t Tom who is this?”

The voice on the phone had the same deep British accent as Tom so you assumed it was a family friend. You set the phone down on the washer next to the phone and ran into the living room. “The call’s actually for you,” you said grabbing your blanket and dropping yourself on the couch.

“That’s weird I didn’t know anyone had that phone number,” he said slowly walking over to the laundry room.

“British accent.”

“What?”

“Whoever’s on the phone also has a British accent.”

“Ah.”

He seemed to know exactly who it was but you decided not to inquire. He left the room swiftly. Your phone started buzzing wildly on the coffee table. It was a FaceTime from your best friend, but you didn’t feel like answering it considering you’d been messaging her since 6 pm and she didn’t bother to check up on you once. You were originally planning on asking her to pick you up on her way home but you were so overcome with anger that you suddenly decided you’d take a taxi home if you had to. Anything to not have to see any of your friends for a while, you could even try to give them the silent treatment.

She sent you a message. “hope ur doing something non y/n-ish and having fun. guy must be bored out of his mind. see u tmrw, get home ok.”

You rolled your eyes and put your phone face down on the coffee table. Your friend always teased you about being the safe one in the group. Even though your mom wasn’t usually home much, you didn’t do anything behind her back and you followed most of her rules. There were even times when your mom would encourage you to sneak out to see a boy or go to a party but you never really cared for being a rule breaker and your friends never ceased to remind you how lame that was.

Tom walked back into the living room and smiled at you as he walked over to the couch.

“That was my mate Harrison, he went to visit some family in town and somehow got tricked into having a sleepover with his nieces so he won’t be coming back tonight.”

“Oh I thought you were here alone?”

He froze and started running his hands through his curls.

“Oh yeah Harrison is my best mate and kind of like my assistant, you know for the book writing and stuff so uh he takes every vacation with me he can with the excuse of it being a business trip.”

“Sounds like a fun guy. He sounded so confused when I answered the phone, sorry about that.”

“No worries. He was a bit confused so I basically had to give him the long story short of cute girl with a broken down car in the middle of nowhere seeks help.”

“Why thank you.”

“Uhh no what I meant to say is- “

“Are you really going to take back a compliment now Tom?”

His cheeks turned a light pink as he gave you a goofy grin.

“You got me there.”

The phone rang again.

“That might actually be the tow truck this time.”

You power walked over to the phone and answered it.

“Hello ma’am our tow truck is about 5 to 10 minutes out from getting to you. We will call you as soon as we get word that he’s on his way back, and unfortunately you will have to come till tomorrow morning to get your quote.”

“That’s fine, thank you.”

You walked back into the living room and grabbed your jacket.

“The tow truck will be here in 5 to 10 minutes so I’ll probably wait for it on your front porch. I can’t get a quote till the morning so I’ll probably order a taxi as soon as they leave with my car.”

“Let me just grab a hoodie and I’ll wait out there with you. Also youcanstayhereifyouwantto.”

He said the last part so fast as he tried to dart up the stairs.

“What?” you called from the bottom of the stairs.

He stopped on the second to last step and turned to face you.

“Yeah not to be to forward or anything but I’ve got plenty of rooms and I would hate to put you in a taxi from the middle of nowhere at almost 3 am. I have rooms that lock from the inside if that makes you feel any safer.”

You thought about the text from your best friend and all the times your friends made fun of you for being so “lame” and decided to take a risk.

“You know what I’d love that. Thank you.”

He smiled and shot you a thumbs up before descending into his room. He ran back down and accompanied you outside. It was completely dark outside, the street was just illuminated by the moon and the stars. You could see the tow truck approaching from some ways down the road.

“I have a duffel bag with clothes in my back seat so I’ll probably get that and bring it in.”

He nodded and followed closely behind you. You waited for a bit as the tow truck approached. The guy seemed nice but tired, considering as he made almost no small talk except to ask you to sign certain papers.

“I’ll see you in the morning ma’am,” he said climbing into his tow truck.

You and Tom quietly walked back to his house.

“Do you want me to show you the rooms?” he asked as soon as he locked all the doors behind him.

“Do you have a pool?”

“Yeah why?”

“Is it heated?”

“I believe so.”

“Are you up for a night swim? The sky is too beautiful to pass up a night swim with a new friend in summer, Tom Holland.”

He looked at you confused but intrigued.

“I really like where your head is at Y/N. I think this can be the start of a beautiful relationship-UHH I MEAN FRIENDSHIP.”

You laughed as his cheeks went a deep red this time, traveling all the way up to his ears.

“I’m going to go get changed and get some towels, the bathroom is right through there if you want to change in there,” he said as he started climbing up the stairs.

“Okay I’ll be waiting out there.”

You went into the bathroom and exhaled. This was something you’d never in a million years thought you’d be doing, but you were glad that you were. A cute British guy with a heated pool in the middle of nowhere? Even you weren’t dumb enough to pass up on that opportunity. You quickly changed into the bikini you packed in your duffel bag. You would usually beat yourself up for having the duffel bag in the first place considering you had it in there since the day your mom told you the chances of you needing an overnight bag in case of emergencies and you completely missed the joke about needing it for when you stay over at a guys house, but you were just happy you had an extra pair of everything right now.

You walked out of the bathroom at the same time Tom was walking down the stairs in nothing but swimming trunks. You could see his toned abs and arms and everything. It made your heart race. He walked up to you with a goofy grin and handed you a towel.

“You ready?”

“Of course,” you smiled at him and followed closely behind him admiring his back muscles.

Boy was this the best idea you’ve had for a while.

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sweet-satisfactionn · 6 years

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CLEXACON 2018

Hello everyone! As I am not (yet) a YouTuber, this post will serve as my recap. Last year I made a post on the con itself and how it made me feel being there as a first time attendee (x). But this year I am going to focus on the people I met or I was lucky enough to see again this year, because that is what ClexaCon was and still is to me, it’s all about the community. #WeAreClexaCon.

ClexaCon has grown exponentially since last year and, therefore, the kru has grown with it. I love and appreciate everyone I met up with during my short stay, so I wanna give everyone their own thank you. Sorry if I forget anyone, I’m trying really hard not to and sorry for typos, this is a stream of consciousness thank you letter.

Elke: Obviously I have to begin with my sister and frequent con buddy @damnlexa. My platonic soulmate. There’s nothing I could say here that I haven’t already said to her 100 (triggered) times over, but I’ll give it a shot. Any con, any event, any experience can only be improved by having Elke by your side. Not only is she incredibly smart, talented, funny and weird as fuck, but she has the most niche and hilarious kind of humour I have ever seen in a person. Honestly she’s so weird you guys. Sometimes being in a room full of strangers (potential friends) can be terrifying, especially to a nervous asshole like me. Just having her in the same room as you even if she’s not close by can be incredibly comforting, because I know that if I’m ever in trouble in a conversation, all I need to do is look at her and she’ll be right there with me. Knowing that she’s there really opened me up to talk to more people this year than I felt comfortable with last year. Without her I wouldn’t have made half of the friends I made at ClexaCon and I bet she doesn’t even realise that, so thank you Elke. Now I have to move on because people will get jealous!

Sofia Rojas: The only negative thing I can say about Sofia @shes-special is that I didn’t spend see her more. One of the only people that can make me burst into laughter just by looking at her. Has a smirk that drives the ladies crazy. It’s a good one you guys. A very honest and kind hearted Canadian, which means that (I think) it’s quite easy to see what she’s thinking. This led to many moments during the convention where you couldn’t keep your face to yourself Sofia, which I have forgiven you for because it caused the bursting into laugher moments that were stated above. Master of the accidental deadpan humour “is that what you’re wearing?” which still cracks me up. Also only ally I had in the d*ke jokes, which is very appreciated! You didn’t leave me out in the cold (like a certain small, cardigan losing, Australian). I now have a shot glass collection because of you and I’ll think about you every time I use them (such a kind gift, ty shrimp! <3). Again, wish I could have seen her more, but CLEXACON 2019!?

Rin: My mother hen who I have said way too many nice things about these past few days, so what more can I say? You can never be sad when you’re in a room with Rin, you can try but it doesn’t work. Even the most emo of lesbians will smile when talking to her, she’s a ray of sunshine and no one can ever tell me otherwise. She’s remarkably talented in everything I’ve seen her do and she’s fiercely passionate about all the things she loves *cough* Faberry. It’s easy to feel ashamed when talking about the things you love, especially if it’s fandom related but that insecurity disappears when talking to her. Her resolve is strong, even when I ramble on about my questionable fandom choices (still love you Marley). There’s no one I’d have rather travelled the world with. Ed Sheeran, The Greatest Showman and now even Camila will always be associated with her. Sometimes it’s a good idea to not limit your friendship groups based on age and distance because you’ll find gems like matchbox_sized along the way.

Ylva: Oh Wolverine, the new one of the group. A tall string bean I didn’t meet last year who has now stormed into my life. What would suite parties be without you to sing Eurovision songs with and belittle the Americans and Australians (boring; they’d be boring). Your blunt unwillingness to follow the rules of Kings/Ring of Fire is a memory to cherish. It’s rare to click so quickly with someone and so I am grateful for the times when things got hectic and I got separated from people and then miraculously found you. Sarcastic comments and deadpan humour always sound surprising coming from you which makes it even funnier. Best ClexaCon banter buddy. The con had it’s ups and downs but all of our chill sessions were definitely highlights, so thank you, SKAL. Swedish representation is important everyone. (ps. gonna start the Vikings just for you) (p.p.s. let’s put money on Israel to win Eurovision)

Emily-Anne: A YouTuber that, for me, was exactly the same online as she was in real life. The wit, compassion and well articulated thoughts are not a YouTube gimmick friends, it’s real. Again, only downside was that I didn’t get to see her more. In 2018 you need all the DCOM fans you can get, even if she didn’t know that Year 3000 isn’t a Jonas Brothers song, that can be forgiven! It’s important to have people in your life that will pity laugh at your jokes and for that Emily-Anne is a champ. Easy to forget this was her first year attending because she merged into the kru effortlessly. See you next year? We need all the bisexuals we can get, it ups our diversity quota.

Mollie: Oh Mollie, @molliemashstash MY AUSTRALIAN CARE FREE D*KE QUEEN. Can we say that word? EH, I just did. What would ClexaCon be without you annoying everyone and sticking a camera in people’s faces <3 Absolutely nothing. Your artistic abilities blow me away, it’s weird that so much talent can come from such a noob (jkjk). When everything gets too serious, it’s good to know that you're there to yell GOV and force things back to normal. I’m also very glad to see you sobbing into noodles, that memory will never leave me and I am very grateful for that. AUSTRALIAN ROAD TRIP CIRCA 2018? We’re bonded for life now so that’s definitely happening. #Machel #Rollie

Bri: BRIBRIBRIBRI!!!! An unexpected favourite of mine, unexpected in that I didn’t know you very well going into ClexaCon and now you’re one of favourite people. As soon as I got in your car (don’t get into cars with strangers everyone lol) I knew that we were going to get on and the fact that I immediately felt comfortable with you was v nice and v rare! It may have been due to how tired and delusional I was at this point but meh, I still <3 you. I am glad we got that last day together because we kept on missing each other at the con, everything was so hectic :’( I could easily spend an eternity arguing over culture differences with you and staring at you confused when you explain what mugging is and the horrors of America. Hopefully you <3 me back, because if not this is awkward. BYE.

Toni: I am constantly in awe of Toni’s passion and talent. Her writing ability is incredible, her podcasts blow me away. She is so articulate, which is a very hard to come by trait these days, and thinks carefully over her words. This makes her podcasts extremely interesting, which is further proven through her moderation of the Youtube 2.0 panel. Questions were carefully chosen, everyone had a chance to speak, a respectful tone was kept throughout with some well added, kind hearted banter, and I think a lot of that efficiency is thanks to Toni! Honestly check out her podcast, you’ll love her (x). (it’s on soundcloud and itunes) I can’t wait to spend more time with you at the Ultimates and when Uni is over we can make more plans okay friend! <3

Adrienne: Oh Adrienne. What a joy she is. Our humour clashes 8 times out of 10 but that’s what’s so great about ClexaCon, getting to get to know a wide range of people who are all different but all share the same one interest (QUEER LADIES). Your excitement is palpable and talking to you gets me to loosen up and be more carefree and spontaneous. You took this little introvert under your wing and even though your vet stories gross me out sometimes (okay all the time I’m sorry) I still love you and ClexaCon would never be the same without you. Also you hiccuping when... intoxicated, cracks me up every time I remember it. & your song was fckin incredible dude, no joke, record that shit!

Courtney: I’m so glad I got to talk to you more this year because omg you are a delight Courtney. The human personification of Hawaii. Chill, laid back, the calm amongst the storm. You made that last day fun instead of sad so thank you! Sense of humour on point and you didn’t take anyone’s shit, not even mine so good on you but also hey, pls love me. Also gives great food and sweet recommendations, even though I didn’t understand most of what was being given to me, I still bought it and trusted you. We have trust now Court, don’t ruin it. Also, is from Hawaii in case I haven’t mentioned that enough, don’t worry she’ll mention it for you. Hawaii is where she’s from btw. Did I talk about Hawaii yet?

Marcie: Wish I could have seen her more as well! After the ClexaCon weekend she earned 1 more subscriber, so, you’re welcome. Marcie has a very calming presence and I loved every conversation and experience I had with her; people often tell me that I’m judgemental (I’m working on it ok!) so that’s actually a big compliment. I was blown away by her intelligence and perspective. Very glad you got to be on the panel and I hope we meet again (*cry*) so we can talk more.

Hannah: Volunteer Hannah! The lovely volunteer who went above and beyond for Elke and I last year and who we owe a great debt to. I only got to spend a few minutes at a time with you because you were off doing important volunteer things, but I am grateful for all the brief encounters I was graced with. Come to ClexaCon UK and we can spend all day, every day together! (bet you’re regretting ever coming up and saying hi to me now) <3 The world needs more people like Hannah and conventions need more volunteers like her who are going in for all the right reasons and not just to take selfies with Rachel Skarsten ;)

Lisa: MY FAVOURITE COMIC STRIP WRITER. Has one of my all time favourite twitter accounts that everyone needs in their life (hint: it involves lesbians and ants!) (x). We had some great moments didn’t we Lisa, like that time you tweeted a picture of your location and I realised it was exactly where I was standing; such a good meet-cute. I loved that we could have a really intense conversation 30 seconds before Chyler Leigh was about to come on stage and like, bit rude, Chyler can’t you see we’re trying to get to know each other here. I’m glad to have met you and I feel smarter for knowing you.

Ella: Another person I literally hardly saw! Which is extremely frustrating but ahh why are cons so hectic?! An extremely lovely and compassionate person who I am lucky to have met and will continue to go on adventures with. See you in Liverpool/Manchester! I can’t wait. Drinks on me <3

Amelia & Kenzi: You guys are a package deal so you have to share a bullet point I’m sorry. Thank you for putting up with me trying to explain the rules of netball for a solid 3 hours (& thank you Amelia for understanding me). You 2 are adorable and were the best dinner table company a girl could ask for. You’re also really great at maths! & then trying to explain your working out to confused Europeans like me and Ylva who just wanted to pay for our meal using our weird fake dollars. You made that dinner very carefree and fun. CLEXACON 2019????

Also s/o to Pipes (x), Alex (x), Maddie (x) who I loved getting to meet and want to see more so I can give them the shoutout they deserve! I will continue to admire their respective works from afar.

#ClexaCon #ClexaCon 2018 #ClexaCon2018 #Friends #Family

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iwillwakeherinthemorning · 7 years

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so. many. questions.

I was tagged by @atari-writes (thank you, love!) to answer this long ass list [85!?] of questions! And to tag other people! @kingarthurscat @outside-the-government @mccoymostly @star-trekkin-across-theuniverse @starshiphufflebadger @sansasandorshipper

Here it goes! *cracks knuckles*

1. Drink? COFFEE!

2. Phone Call? Honestly? My mom. She’s my bestie.

3. Texting? Everyone. I’m much more comfortable with non-verbal communication.

4. Last song you listened to? “Whatever It Takes” by Imagine Dragons

5. Last time you cried? Yesterday. I was talking to my mom about what I shithead I think my father is. She agreed.

6. Dated someone twice? I went on a date with someone twice. But if your looking for exclusivity? I’ve never been exclusive with anyone. :/

7. Kissed someone and regretted it? Yup. The last date I went on. The guy took the goodnight kiss on the cheek as a sign that i wanted to sleep with him. He proceeded to put his hands in places where they were not welcome and I cried myself to sleep that night. [discussion: why is it that this site makes me feel like I can unload all of my baggage?]

8. Been cheated on? nope.

9. Lost someone special? Plenty.

10. Been depressed? Not particularly. But post-anxiety-attack-me does feel pretty shitty.

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up? I’ve never been drunk before. I have a heart condition that when I don't treat it correctly I feel dizzy at a sudden wrong movement (i.e. drunk) I’ve been tipsy on wine before but I hated it.

Favorite Colors

12. Mauve

13. Gray.

14. Cranberry

In the last year have you. . .

15. Made new friends? Yes!!! All of my library friends! And a few new people that I have met through my mom and step dads business.

16. Fallen out of love? Yes. It wasn't romantic. It was the whole situation with my dad and stepmom. (btw my brother is coming with his friends and I can't tell if I’m excited or dreaded about it.)

17. Laughed until you cried? Yes! And its the most cathartic thing in the world.

18. Found out someone was talking about you? Yes. The three family members I mentioned above.

19. Met someone who changed you? Yes! This guy who I work with (incredibly gay and possibly the most understanding and lovely person ever) who has listened to every rant ever because he wants to.

20. Found out who your friends are? Not this year but in the past two years since I graduated high school.

21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list? nope.

22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know irl? 100%

23. Do you have any pets? Unfortunately none that live with me. But at my dads house there are three Yorkies and one Miniature Schnauzer.

24. Do you want to change your name? Nope. I love it.

25. What did you do for your last birthday? Painting with a twist. and pizza at this authentic New York pizza joint. It was a lot of fun!

26. What time did you wake up? 7:00 am. The first time in a while that it was past 5:30 :D

27. What were you doing at midnight last night? Sleeping!

28. Name something you can't wait for: Dunkirk’s release! I’m a total history nerd and I am absolutely siked to see if Nolan made it historically accurate.

29. When was the last time you saw your mom? Like 50 minutes ago.

30. there wasn't a question here?

31. What are you listening to right now? Madam Secretary. Netflix finally got their shit together and released season 3!

32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom? My crazy uncle! < I say this with the utmost affection. I think were actually quite similar.

33. Something that is getting on your nerves? The amount of questions. Who did this? btw?

34. Most visited website? My colleges

35. Hair color. My Anastasia Beverly Hills eye brow pencil says Taupe but I call it light brown.

36. Long or short hair? Hits my shoulder blades.

37. Do you have a crush on someone? This guy who comes to the library every week. The first time I met him he complimented my Star Trek shirt. Every week we have a debate over which Star Trek is the best. I also recommend him books. (also Leonard McCoy. but unfortunately he’s fictional.)

38. What do you like about yourself? My passion.

39. Piercings? Just one in each ear. I am considering getting my daith done. Apparently it’s supposed to relieve migraines.

40. Blood type? O+

41. Nickname? Bug. Ladybug obsession when I was younger.

42. Relationship status? So incredibly single. It actually hurts.

43. Zodiac? Sagittarius

44: Pronouns: She/Her (If someone would be willing to talk about this with me I would love to learn about this!)

45. Favorite TV Show: Madam Secretary! (Tom Daly is so fine. He is also old enough to be my father. Great.)

46. Tattoos? No... But I want one. Actually I want two. A cross. And “Primum non nocere”

47. Right or left handed? Total lefty. (I can't even hold a pencil with my right.

48. Surgery? I’ve had tubes put in my ears twice and had my adenoids removed.

49. Piercing? This was already a question?

50. Sports? Dance. I was on drill team in high school. But after I tore my left hip flexor I had to stop.

51. Vacation? Mediterrnean cruise and the U.K.

52. Pair of trainers? I have a pair of nikes that are hot pink and teal. A pair of teal converse. Another pair of converse that are navy. And finally a red pair of Keds.

53. Eating? Nothing. I had dinner earlier.

54. Drinking? water.

55. I’m about to? Cry at the amount of questions still left!

56. Waiting for? School to start again. My summer session literally ended yesterday morning and I already miss studying. What is wrong with me?

57. Want? A lot. But right now I’d settle for a giant candy bar. I’m jonesing for something sweet.

58. Get married? YES!!!

59. Career? Special Education Teacher. And after I get my certification I’m gonna go back to school to get my masters in library science.

60. Hugs or kisses? Hugs!!!

70. Turned someone down? yup!

71. Sex on the first date? Hell no!

72. Broken someones heart? I really hope not!

73. Had your heart broken? Again not romantically. All familial

74. Been arrested? nope!

75. Cried when someone died? yes.

76.. Fallen for a friend? I thought I did in kindergarten. Turned out he was a total douche.

do you believe in...

77. yourself? most of the time.

78. Miracles? Yes!!!

79. Love at first sight? Yes. I fell in love with my little brother the first time I held him when I was four.

80. Santa Clause? I believe in the spirit of him. I think he’s a really amazing dude.

81. Kiss on the first date? Sure.

82. Angels? Yes! I wear my great grandmothers class ring from Sam Houston State University when it was still a just a teachers college and I know she watches out for me. I sleep in my other great grandmothers old bed and I’ve had dreams where I had actual conversations with her. And then woken up and felt a kiss on my forehead when there was absolutely no one around.

83. Current best friends name? Bridget. My mom.

84. Eye color? Hazel

85. Favorite movie? Wonder Woman.

If you're still here. You deserve the Nobel Peace Prize! Thank you!

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strawberryspeachy · 5 years

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I can read through the convo I’ve had with that boy for the past month in the same amount of time it takes me to read through a day in the summer

He actually asked me questions and kept the conversation going and joked with me so reading through any given day can take upwards of 10 minutes. And most of those days we had half of the conversation via Snapchat that I can longer see

It takes about 7 minutes to read what is me just me talking and him either not responding or giving one word replies or reluctantly a few sentences after I’ve nagged at him about it :(

Yea yea. Take the hint. From November to now (March) exact same day too... he’s never wanted to talk to me

There’s literally been two instances that he talked to me normally and I melted for the rest of the day. Not long either. Just him texting me first to just tell me something. So short that I’d even wondered those times if he accidentally texted me instead of someone else.

I’ve asked every question except for “do you actually want to talk to me” because as he said yesterday. The answers no. I knew it was no. That’s why I’ve stressed over everything else. Because I knew this whole time he hasnt wanted to talk to me. And I’ve asked every question

Why are you ignoring me

Why are you talking to that girl

Why don’t you treat me like you treat them

Why didn’t you look at my picture

Did you like my picture

Do you still think I’m pretty

Am I annoying you

Who are you texting

What are you doing

Any question around the focus. Do you WANT to talk to me.

No.

He doesn’t care about me at all.

I hate that he has options.

It sucks. Because if he didn’t have options. I know he’d like me. He did before. He got bored and there’s always someone else willing to be there for him so he can drop any of those feelings and leave

Me though. I don’t have options. No one I ever legitimately like reciprocates those feelings.

Years go by intbetween the times someone I truely want to be with comes along and shows interest.

If I had options and he wanted me I’d choose him and that’s what sucks. Because he won’t choose me and I don’t have other options.

It’s not like I haven’t been open to guys advances. But no one ever does. I’ve become interested in boys I didn’t find physically attractive but who were nice to me and acted interested. And then they were even meaner to me.

I’m fucked up. I’m miserable. I’m a shitty person when I’m upset. But I always meet these guys when I’m feeling ok. I don’t show that side. I do everything right.

There’s a legitimate attraction. We talk about our lives and interest. We joke and laugh together. We show interest in each other. I don’t flake on people even when I really want to but everyone I’ve ever met had cancelled on me at the last second. And with these dudes that do that (with the exception of the college dude) I’ve always been a normal understanding person who goes - that’s ok! You do what you gotta do we can reschedule if you want!

I don’t understand. I genuinely don’t understand. I’m not trying to make myself look good by any account when I say I literally have no clue what’s goes wrong every time.

NO ONE. WILL. TELL. ME.

It’s been happening my whole life and I started getting mad about it come college. I started demanding to know. Ive started acting like the crazy person when it happens. And. It doesn’t lead to answers

To be fair I started off just nicefully asking. All that got me was ‘what are you talking about? I didn’t stop talking to you! We’re talking right now’

When when I started pointing out that we are because I tracked them down I get ‘I’m sorry! I’ve been really busy!! I didn’t even realize’

Pointing out what it is they’ve been doing that show they no longer want to talk lead to people reacting the same way as if I went insane on them. I literally haven’t recieved a different response to me politely and thoughtfully going

‘hey. Idk if you’ve meant to do this. But it feels like you don’t want to talk to me anymore. You’re responses have been shorter and we don’t talk much anymore. You don’t seem to find my jokes funny anymore even thought they’re the same as before. And you haven’t reached out in a while - it’s just been me. Maybe you’re busy with (insert whatever thing I knew they were up to a month ago) and I’m sorry if I’m bothering you if that’s the case. But I was just wondering if I did something wrong’

That would lead to the same ‘OMG YOU EXPECT SO MUCH FROM ME!! I HAVE MY OWN LIFE AND DONT HAVE TIME TO PUT UP WITH YOUR BS!! I HAVENT BEEN IGNORING YOU IVE BEEN TIRED AND BUSY.’ —- followed by being personally attacked with whatever it is that person feels (whether it be projecting. Bringing up something small from months before they stopped talking to me. Or whatever nerve I touched during my message or speech)

I’ve literally gotten the same response from doing that as I’ve gotten to say.... going to their house and confronting them at an inconvienient time.

Both generally followed by ‘you always play the victim’ or ‘ you do stuff like this so that’s why’

These same speaches come from people I’ve known as little at a week to people I’ve know for 10 years.

It sounds as thought I’m hiding something. I just act like this psycho person all the time probably right. It’s not like I can prove that’s not the truth..... it sucks.

I hold so much hate still toward my freshman year roommate because she reacted to me this way and I know for a fact I never did anything wrong to that girl. I consciously every second of the day made sure to be nice and considerate and positive. And when she left and told the world that I was the devil. The only things she said that actually happened were

1) I raised my voice. I did whine loudly that one time at the like 3rd time her and her bf tried to have sex in the bunk bed above me I let out a loud whine and in the same pitch said “please stop I’m trying to sleep”

2) I had a dusty fan. You’re right. I should have cleaned it. It only blew on me but that’s my b. It didn’t occur to me that it was a problem but I would have cleaned it if she ever told me it bothered her

3) one night I got irritated and yelled at my printer and hit it. Yes. I did that. It was quite late but she was over on her computer and all the lights were one. I got stressed out that my printer stopped working and in a louder tone went something to the effect of “what the fuck you stupid thing!!” My friends earrring had dissapeared inside of it a few days prior. We looked for it but the printer ate and hid it somehow. I hit the printer in frustration. And then it began to work and in a happy voice I went “oh cool that worked” according to her that incident made my fucking psycho.

4) not in her list of complaints to everyone as to why I was the absolute worst were. One time I walked in and didn’t see her sleeping. So I turned on the light as I talked to my friend. I felt really bad when she sat up very disoriented and apologized and turned the light back off and left. Another time I walked in while her and her bf were in the middle of fucking and backed back out of the room.

One time when I was going to a party my friend said I should have my roommate do my makeup - while she was sitting there. I was already getting vibes the girl didn’t like me and so I didn’t try to talk to her unless she talked to me - keep it polite... I... didn’t actually admit to myself that she didn’t like me but I did try to give her as much space as you can in a dorm. She’d go to the library all day to be away from me so when she’d come back to go to sleep I’d go to the common room till I was ready to sleep. Stuff like that. But my friend saying that right in front of her I went with it and excitedly went - you’re right she does do great makeup and asked her if she’d like to do my makeup for me. She said ok. And when the day came I texted her and asked her if she still was ok with doing my makeup. She said she was busy studying and went that’s ok! I didn’t tell my friend that I thought she didn’t like me or anything. I just stayed surface level and said she’s busy studying! That’s ok! I don’t think my face is a good canvas for her preferred makeup.

I have literally never tried harder in my life to be good to someone. And that girl fucking despised me. She didn’t just dislike me but she wanted EVERYONE to hate me. And she went out of her way to make that happen.

And that’s what’s devastating about it. Not that she was a great person. She wasn’t. She said things that disturbed me all the fucking time and I would be positive and compliment her on something that’s going well for her or that’s she’s doing good now. I successfully for the first time since elementary school stayed positive with someone who tried so hard to make me say something mean. And instead of anything good was punished for it.

And she did what she sought out to do. My friends stayed on my side and told me how they didn’t understand why she disliked me so much. But I could always see them wondering - it’s it true? She’s actually insane to be with too long isn’t she? So many things for the next few months that they didn’t just tell me she was doing. They waited to see if I brought it up myself. Like I told my one friend days later that I asked someone on my floor if they knew why she had moved out. If she said anything specific about what I’d done. And he told me he didn’t even know she left. That’s when my friend spoke up and said - no she tagged him on fb and said thanks for helping her move out. No one told me toll the next year that she had added the boy I liked on fb. Not till once again I said I was talking to him and it was good at first but then he suddenly pulled away and idk why. Then suddenly - oh yeah! She added him on fb btw - they’re friends.

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aibrechts · 6 years

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(1 of a lot probably) aaAAAAAND I'm back! This time only at 2am tho haha, and as for why, you see, I met this wonderful, talented young man a few weeks ago and I wouldn't miss talking to him for the world. In any case, on the confidentiality thing, please don't worry meu amigo bonito. I trust your judgement, and either way, I /am/ still masked behind anon y'know hahaha. It's all good

I KNOW ITS BEEN LIKE A DAY AND IM SO SORRY everything is happening all at once All The Time sighs honestly i wish i could just lay back and bask in ur sunny conversation, even if just for one day;;;

that’s true, that’s true, i think i have an idea of who you are (or rather, which blog you run) but it almost seems a shame to figure out... that being said, if you are who i think you are then your writing is absolutely breathtaking, and as golden as your heart

(onto #2!) Chester seems plenty lovable btw haha. And I gotta agree that it'd be nigh impossible to find a better home for him. What he has with you? That's the genuine article, and you take /extremely/ good care of him and the others to boot. I'm sure even a famous boy like him gets awestruck sometimes by how lucky and loved he is. Poor Wisdom though! Like /damn/ hahaha. Tough break, kiddo. Tough break hahaha. That's what he gets for trashing the joint tho. {~J}

chester is the perfect man, it’s true, and wisdom is an absolute brat but he has his moments lol. he’s growing on me, similar to that fungal infection thats growing all over his poor handsome face :( i gave him a special bath for it yesterday, and he LOVED it, he loves being pampered. fifteen minutes of me scrubbing at all his itchy spots and spraying water in his mouth to keep him happy when i have to hose his face, and he looks so lovely clean now!!!!!

i know, i know, its sounds gross lol but it’s really not so bad. we caught it very early and he gets those baths twice a week, so it’s cleared up really well!!!

it’s simply the time of year, i think. hot and humid, ponies sweating under their rugs, too many of them with stupid injuries - fudge had surgery on two of his legs a few months ago, and he’s about to start rehab; lulu got a.... skin cancer??? cut out of her stomach, and that’s been delightfully gross to maintain; rudi’s vice is flies - he’s very sensitive on his legs, and kicks so hard that he cuts his own ankles, poor boy; nikki went lame somehow and no one knows how or why but she seems fine now???????; and we were SO WORRIED that chester had an abscess in his hoof bc a big chunk went missing out of it, but the farrier came for him today and everything was fine, the hole trimmed out clean and simple.

BIG SIGH THEY’RE....... SO DIFFICULT. so much to maintain, and rumple is as sick as ever but he’s old so that hardly counts. the only ones who are really maintaining themselves are wyn and louie, and i honestly don’t know how louie does it with how he runs around like a maniac all day. BUT ANYWAY!!!!

3 never did end up coming through lol so i’ll move right on

(and then there were 4) What can I say? Your silvered light dazzles even the sun, and inspires the moon and stars with its iridescent brilliance. It'd be a crime to put someone so amazing on hold hahaha.

i dont know much lol but i know im a saggittarius. i seem to be surrounded by scorpios at this point in my life, and i can hardly find a thing to complain about. you’re all absolutely wonderful, and i always seem to be quite taken with your crew’s company ahahaha.

rather, im surrounded by water signs in general LOL. my siblings are each pisces, cancer and scorpio, i met a bartender last night who was a scorpio, and kimmy is one too lmao yall are everywhere and im Loving it

(#5 comin in hOt) You were also right on the water-affinity thing though haha. I actually knew how to swim before I knew how to walk, believe it or not. Anyway, that picture is absolute /gold/. It really is. And the prophesy was fulfilled so completely that even Voldysmoldy was blown away. You look dashing, by the way! 120/10 best wrapping paper boob stuffer. On the subject of talking though, /holy hell/ don't tempt me I would /gladly/ talk with you all day without hesitation hahaha

LAUGHS thank you i certainly try my best. my brother’s a good sport, and i somehow feel like a strong mix between him and the sister im now living with (the cancer, if you’re curious ahaha). every day we’ll find ourselves saying the same thing at the same time, and every now and then she’ll give me a strange look and say i sound just like leo, or even that i look like him for a moment ahahaha.

it’s interesting, it’s strange. i’ve always looked up to them so much (being the youngest and all), so it feels oddly like a compliment, whenever these things happen.

(#6)(just think, two more of those and you get one of me hahaha). Onto the sleeve tho! The circle maze sounds /fantastic/, and I bet it looks really cool right now, though I'm sure the finished product will be absolutely astronomical. The design you have in mind sounds /epic/! (for real though tatts are so expensive I feel your pain there hahaha)(may the Force be with you I believe in you)(you got this)(you SO got this)(you're gonna kick this resolution's ass). {~J}

lmaoo thank you thank you, i intend to bust so much money on it this year. i still have my lower forearm to design, but i’ve thoroughly plotted out the rest of my arm; the maze is given to inception, the next installment will be vaguely reminiscent of kingdom hearts, and pokemon will take up the space from halfway up my forearm before turning into cc beyond my elbow. so it’s just that part on the back of my forearm that is a bit of a blank canvas rn ahahaha

(holy hell I might need more than 7) I regretfully inform you though that I can't and I shan't cease to flatter you, because you deserve to know the truth of how talented and wonderful you are. And I definitely agree on the balance thing. The devil is in the details and complexity is key, so all the more reason to be proud of how amazing your works are! And /20k/? /Damn/ that's impressive! (and even tho I prefer halloween, I for one will gladly plunge back into the tinsel for you hahaha) {~J}

it’s officially 22k but i haven’t had time to work on it the past couple of dayssssss BUT I FIGURED OUT THE LAST SCENE so it’s only a matter of spare time lololol

(#8 because what's second christmas without snowmen? lol) I'm glad to hear you've got a pretty solid sleep schedule by the way! (and it definitely /was/ worth the discomfort)(still slept like a rock the followin night tho hahaha). I'm really happy that Alma appears to be defying the odds by the way! True to their namesake, and all thanks to their wonderful father. Sheesh. I knew you were dynamically skilled, but this just proves you're magical haha. In your care? I know they'll flourish. {~J}

LOL i am LOVING these message starters btw. yesss tho my family has always been keen on growing things lol. mum had a magnificent herb garden, and i’ve never seen oregano as big as what’s growing in my garden rn. we just planted dahlias where the sunflowers used to be and i wasn’t sure they’d be alright, but they really seem to be flourishing!! im so glad!!!!

(9/9 for the new record hahaha) I'm so proud of both you and them! Not to be punny, but I'm a sap anyway when it comes to plants. or, well, all of nature really haha, and Alma looks really great from the pic I saw! Anyway, speaking of hocus-pocusing, I hope today has been absolutely magical for you, as you deserve no less than the wondrous and the fantastic. Talk to you soon, meu amigo bonito! {~J}

lmfaooo i love that. and yes, their leaves are so cute!!!! so small!!!!! thank u so much tho, the past couple of days have been pretty great. I’m wondering if i can worm a morning off out of my sister, considering she’ll have a day off on sunday and i’ll be working at the cafe from 7 lol;;;; i desperately want to finish starboy, but time really is my enemy right now ahahahaa

thank you so much for all this, i adore you and i hope you managed to get to bed at a reasonable time tonight!!!! sleep well, i’ll see you soon

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