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softxsuki · 2 months

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HIiiii! Could I request a letter for your Valentines Day Letter Event?

I’d like one with Nanami Kento with civilian Fem!Reader please. For pet names, im a sucker if he called me ‘love’ in the letter.

We’re in an established relationship for a few years; meeting him during his office era and supporting him going back to being a sorcerer

Tone/Genre: adoration and attention. he’s been very busy and hasn’t been giving me much attention so he acknowledges the things that I’ve been doing and praising them.

Location: we live together, but hasnt been home in a while since he’s been busy with work. He left the letter on the bedside table saying that he’ll see me very soon (he took the day off and is making breakfast now)

Other info:

Were around 27/28 I’m a very loud person but only when comfortable and don’t need the praise of others; however it’s rewarding when I think someone doesn’t care is actually very attentive on what I’ve accomplished. I carry out my own activities (sports, music, cooking) while striving for my carrier (studying and planning). But gets lost easily and gets touched starved and he’s there to ground me, even though it doesn’t seem like he likes it, it’s always something he’s looking forward to.

Thank you! And btw I really admire the changes you’re making within your blog!! Been here since the beginning and will be here to support. Always sending hugs!

Nanami's Love Letter to His Girlfriend

This event is now CLOSED, but you can view the masterlist for the other letters here.

Warnings: kissing

Note: Hey! Thank you so much and Happy Valentine's Day! Hope you like your letter from Nanami! <3

You awaken that morning with a sigh as you look at the empty space beside you–another day of not seeing your boyfriend. Of course you knew he was busy with his sorcerer work, claiming there was a rise of curses around and they needed as many hands on deck to get rid of them.

You felt bad for him, knowing how much he hated working overtime and would much rather do the work he needed to do for the day so he could return to you, but that wasn’t possible.

Sighing once more, you turn around to hop out your side of the bed, when a small envelope with your name on it catches your eye. With furrowed brows you sit with your feet dangling off the side of the bed and open the envelope to read it’s contents;

Good morning love,

I’m sorry I’ve been away for a few days, you don’t know how much I missed falling asleep beside you, holding you tightly in my arms; it’s the only way I can get a full night of rest now.

Thankfully I was able to finish up my work quick enough to make it back today. Happy Valentine’s Day, my love. Is that cheesy to say? I just love having a day where I can love you till my heart's content all day long; not that I'd complain about doing that every day, you know I would.

I see how hard you’ve been working, keeping yourself busy while I was away to help pass the time. You’re truly a remarkable woman, I can’t believe you’re mine. You’ve been with me through it all, and I hope I can do the same for you now. Despite this heavy burden of being a sorcerer, I’ll make it all up to you, I vow this to you.

I’ll see you sooner than you think. I love you dearly.

Kento.xx.

Your heart races as you read the letter. Had he stopped by to drop it off while you were asleep? Excitement runs through you at the thought of being able to see him again soon. Especially on a day that was supposed to be dedicated to love…it was perfect.

A sudden rustle from outside your bedroom door has you alert as you think of the worst. Was it a curse? An intruder? Or…possibly the man you were longing to see?

You quickly tuck your feet into your slippers before hastily running towards the sound, not caring that it could be something dangerous, just knowing there was a chance that it was Nanami, had adrenaline running through your veins.

The sound carries you all the way to the kitchen where lo and behold, a tall blond was standing with his back facing you, as he worked away in front of the stove, the sudden smell of food filling your nose. He had your apron tied around his waist with his sleeves rolled up, showing his forearms–his usual attire on.

“Kento…” you mumble, causing Nanami to spin around, his eyes softening as they meet yours. He moves the pan off the stove and hurries to where you’re standing, scooping you up in his arms (IDC IF YOU'RE 80 POUNDS OR 500 POUNDS, THIS MAN WILL SCOOP YOU UP! OKAY????)

He presses a gentle kiss to your forehead, his arms wrapping tightly around you, “Good morning, love” his soothing voice whispers in your ear, nibbling on your earlobes as he does so, getting a reaction out of you.

You have to stop the tears from spilling from your eyes as you wrap your arms around him, nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck.

“I missed you,” you say softly, clinging onto him for dear life. You wouldn’t let him run away from you again today. Today he was all yours. “When did you come back?”

“Not too long ago. I finished what I needed to do. The situation is stable for now. The others have it under control so I came to see you. I have to leave again tomorrow though, but today, you have my undivided attention,” he mumbles, gently pulling your chin up, his lips crashing onto yours.

“Mm and first on our schedule is breakfast. Hope you’re hungry,” he presses one last kiss to your lips before putting you down and taking your hand as he leads you to the stove where an array of different foods are already cooked for you.

He had gone above and beyond for you that morning, but it was the least he could do for the one he loved dearly. And it was only the beginning of your day together. He had plenty more up his sleeve to show you how much you truly meant to him.

Posted: 2/14/2024

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cc-horan28 · 2 months

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The Little Things You Do for @wishingforloushair <3

Written for the @1dlibrary Valentine's exchange!

“What’s that supposed to mean, then? I’m romantic, aren’t I?!” His voice went up an octave with indignation and Harry couldn’t help but giggle at the offended look on his face.

Harry sat back up from where he was snuggled up with Louis, careful to not spill any of his wine onto the older man as he leaned forward to peck his cheek. “Sure you are, Lou,” he grinned.

The one where Harry makes a throwaway remark about Louis not being a romantic, and Louis is desperate to prove him wrong.

Read on AO3 or under the cut <3

Long note incoming:

Oof so this one was... Yeah, I had it all in my head from the start but i questioned all of it so much. It was fun to write but it turned out WAYYY crack-ier than I'd intended so hehe

I added the stalker bit WAYYY before the actual thing happened with H and I thought it was in bad taste for so long but I couldn't figure out a replacement for it :') . (I apologise if you find it in bad taste I really m sorry)

Huge huge huge thanks to Liv for staying crazy with me while I worked over this (also the moodboard ily). Nashie, Coco ily guys ty for everything. Also everyone in the 1DLibrary server, I could not have finished this without y'all sprinting with me. Much love <3

Louis is like Murphy's Law personified idk man lmao <3

So yeah, this one's for Loz

They were both amazing prompts! Much love and I hope you like this <3

“Okay, Haz, babe- That’s the third time you’ve sighed in the last five minutes. Something has to be on your mind. What is it, love?” Louis stopped short, fingers still tangled in Harry’s hair, the other wrapped awkwardly around a crystal glass Harry had insisted on pouring his beer in, finding the can ‘unromantic’. Louis thought the can had arguably been the better option while they cuddled, but, oh well.

Harry met Louis’ eyes, face expressionless for a moment. “I mean… I’ve just been thinking- It’s about to be Valentine’s day, soon…” he trailed off, smiling up cryptically at Louis.

Louis raised an eyebrow, utterly confused. Valentine’s day… What did that have anything to do with what they were talking about. Was he forgetting something? Had he forgotten something? He waited for a few moments, trying not to panic. A few moments later, he tilted his head slightly, motioning for Harry to continue, unable to wait any longer.

“See, it’s exactly this,” Harry blew out his cheeks and sighed again, “Don’t take this the wrong way, but I’ve been wondering-” he paused, before blurting out the rest of the sentence with the words all meshed together, “It’s almost been a decade and a half and I still haven’t managed to turn you into a romantic,” He watched Louis from the corner of his eye warily.

Louis’ jaw worked up and down for a few moments, trying to make sense of Harry’s rushed words. “ Turn me into a romantic!?” Louis exclaimed, realisation hitting him with the force of a train, “What’s that supposed to mean, then? I’m romantic, aren’t I?!” His voice went up an octave with indignation and Harry couldn’t help but giggle at the offended look on his face.

Harry sat back up from where he was snuggled up with Louis, careful to not spill any of his wine onto the older man as he leaned forward to peck his cheek. “Sure you are, Lou,” he grinned.

“Hey- I’m not a child! Don’t just say it for the sake of it! It’s- I’m-” Louis sputtered, “That’s not going to convince me! Say it like you mean it,”

Harry’s lips curled up with amusement and he pouted exaggeratedly at his husband. “Well, Louis… I mean, what’s the last big romantic gesture you made that you remember?” he asked with a small, crooked smile, tilting his head as he watched Louis gnaw at his lower lip. He felt almost bad for Louis, how seriously he was taking this, but Harry would be lying if he said he didn’t find it all just a bit funny.

“Thought so,” Harry said after a pregnant pause, choking back a laugh at the look of concentration on Louis’ face. “You look like you’re gonna blow a nerve, babe,” he said, reaching out to gently run his thumb along Louis’ jaw, “It’s not that big of a deal- I was just wondering. Don’t stress yourself out,”

“You can’t just say something like that and expect me to forget it!” Louis motioned helplessly, forehead still scrunched up, “You’ve got me all worried now, I- Be honest, have I been a bad husband all this time?”

Harry couldn’t help but giggle at that. “Never, Lou. I love you. So so much. You’re the best husband I could’ve ever asked for. You’re just- It was just an observation, that’s all,”

“Oh no no no. It’s you who’s got to have got it all wrong- I mean- I am romantic, aren’t I?” Louis turned to frown at Harry, folding his legs up and looping his arms around his knees.

“Sure you are, Lou. I said that ages ago, didn’t I?” Harry said with the long-suffering patience of someone who had been dealing with this for a long time.

“Not like you meant it. I- You know what, Haz? I’ll prove it to you. Keep your eyes peeled-”

“Don’t generally need to carefully look for grand gestures,” Harry interrupted with a chuckle, ducking away when Louis made to swat at his arm.

“Just you watch, you’re not going to be that mouthy when I’m through with you,”

Harry bit the inside of his cheek and was just about to say something when Louis rolled his eyes, sighing as he turned further towards him. “ Don’t say it. I know what you’re thinking and just- Don’t,”

“I didn’t say anything!” Harry burst out, palm pressed over his mouth as he tried to stifle his giggles.

“But you were thinking it!” Louis mumbled, fake cross with him as he made to pour out the rest of his beer into the glass “And you say I’m the unromantic one,”

Louis smiled smugly to himself as he cut the call, lifting his phone to check the time until the delivery.

He’d stocked up on roses the previous day, placing them throughout the house one at a time in places where Harry could find them, even putting one in Harry’s car before he left for the studio that morning. The younger man hadn’t mentioned them yet, however.

When Louis had checked later, the flowers were gone, so Harry must have seen them, but his husband was nothing if not unpredictable, so he chose to ignore it for the time being.

He’d called and practically begged Mitch to not let Harry anywhere near his car until it was time. He was doing his best to keep the plan under wraps, not wanting to make it obvious and so, had decided to restrain himself from asking Harry to come home early, barely able to contain his excitement. Later, they’d had a little conversation over text during lunch, and Harry had promised to be back by dinner.

Louis was holding Harry to that.

Glancing at his phone again and scrunching up his face when he noticed only a few minutes had passed, Louis strode to the kitchen, turning on the kettle to make himself a cuppa before peering into the fridge, unsure why he was relieved when he saw the cake was still intact. It wasn’t like anything would happen to it still in the fridge, but he’d been anxious all day. He wanted it all to be perfect for Harry.

Louis perked up as soon as he heard the door swing open, quickly stubbing out his cigarette and throwing his phone off to the side, turning around to grin at Harry. “Evening, love,” he smiled, watching patiently as Harry shucked off his coat, throwing his shoes off to the side before practically falling onto the couch beside Louis, looking tired and frustrated.

“So…” Louis started, watching Harry intently “Did you like the flowers?” he asked expectantly, the other man’s reaction not what he had in mind when he had sent the flowers. He had been expecting more… Well- Anything but this.

“Oh my god, Louis,” Harry said with a sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose as he turned towards him.

“That’s not the ‘Oh my God’ I was expecting, if I’m being honest,” Louis deadpanned, picking some imaginary lint off his t-shirt, feigning nonchalance while his mind reeled with what could have gone wrong to make Harry react this way.

“I almost called the cops here, Louis- To the house. Mitch had to intervene. He stopped me,” Harry paused, a smile betraying the strict tone he was trying to adopt, “ And I still made them go through hours of footage at the studio to confirm who put the flowers there,”

Louis sputtered incoherently, brow creased in confusion “But Mitch told you, didn’t he?” he asked weakly.

“He did but- I thought I had a stalker, I- I mean- The flowers were everywhere! By the door, yesterday? In the car, this morning? And I- The whole car was covered right now, babe. What was I supposed to think, it’s not like you sent a card saying they were from you,” Harry said, holding back from dissolving into a fit of giggles at how ridiculous the whole situation was now that he looked back at it.

“Who else would know you’re at the studio? How did your mind go straight to fuckin’ ‘stalker’?!” Louis asked, a smile creeping onto his face, “They were just flowers!”

Harry leaned into Louis’ side, full-on belly laughing now as he tried to speak coherently. He nearly called the cops on Louis, for sending him flowers. When he was the one who asked him to be romantic. It was all a bit crazy, he couldn’t lie.

“I’m- Sorry. But I mean- You could’ve added a note,” He managed to choke out, grinning up at Louis, having somehow ended up with his head in his lap.

“I just wanted it to be a surprise! So much for being fuckin’ romantic,” Louis sighed dramatically.

Harry decided to skip replying, choosing to pull Louis down for a kiss by the neck of his t-shirt.

“No incidents this time,” Louis promised a few hours later, giving Harry a sheepish smile as he drew his chair for him. He’d planned on making his date night usual chicken-parma ham but then decided not to take any chances. He’d ended up ordering in and impulsively getting a cake as well.

He sat down across from Harry, taking in the sight of his face bathed in the flickering light of the candle and reflecting back to when they’d had their first proper date. It had been something similar, dinner he’d made, with just the two of them giggling over nothing the whole time, giddy at the novelty of it all.

“ ‘M never gonna get used to this,” he said, voice slightly thick with emotion, “All of this. You’re so pretty, my love. You look fuckin’ gorgeous in this lighting,” he smiled shily, “I don’t know how I was lucky enough to end up here. I’ve said that for years, I know, but I just- I look at you, at us- And we’ve come so far. It’s- I just love you so much,”

“The season’s getting to somebody,” Harry joked weakly, sniffling in what he hoped was an inconspicuous manner. “We’ve barely started and you’ve already made me all emotional,” he said, the look on his face despite his playful tone telling Louis all he needed to know. “I love you too, my soppy fool,”

Louis stood up, rubbing his hands together like a little kid just about to be let loose on Christmas morning. He tried not to overthink it, this was his chance to make it up for the roses. Harry had to love the cake.

“Don’t look back,” he reminded, keeping the nervousness out of his voice. He had made Harry sit on a barstool with his face away from the refrigerator, once he’d gotten the plates cleared away. He was standing in front of the fridge himself and tried not to bounce too much as he carefully got the cake out, biting his lip in concentration as he crossed over to the kitchen island.

“Don’t peek,” he repeated, bending over Harry’s shoulder to place the cake in front of him. He smiled to himself as he stuck the little heart-shaped candles in, getting them centred on his first go. He went through the drawers, looking for a lighter, swearing under his breath each time he shut a drawer he didn’t find it in.

“Try by the couch?” Harry suggested, “And I didn’t look, Lou, before you ask. I mean- It’s pretty obvious,” he added, turning towards what he thought was Louis’ general vicinity to show him his still-scrunched-close eyes.

Louis, however, was in the living room by then, groaning as he snatched up the lighter innocuously lying on the centre table.

“What would I do without you?” He asked dramatically as he walked back into the kitchen, lighting up the two heart-shaped candles. “Even with your eyes closed you’re more competent than I am,” he mumbled, stepping back to survey the setup.

The pink of the candles almost clashed with the colours of the cake, but Louis had a feeling Harry wouldn’t mind. His husband was a sucker for anything blue and green.

“What are we blowing out candles for?” Harry asked from behind him and Louis jumped slightly.

“Well, I dunno-” Louis said, cracking his knuckles anxiously, “I just thought-” He trailed off. Maybe this was a stupid idea, he thought with a sting of doubt passing through him. Who blew out candles when it wasn’t their birthday? And even if it was one of their birt-

“Oh, I’m not complaining!” Harry exclaimed, “I was just curious, is all. Can I open my eyes now, Lou?” he added, sounding apologetic.

Louis hummed, perching on the stool beside his, watching Harry’s expression as he took in the blue and green house shaped cake. It was simple, but in the dim lighting and with the candles on, it looked rather good. Plus, it was the sentiment that mattered. Despite all the teasings, they both knew Harry was the soppy one.

“Two hearts in one home…” Louis trailed off, motioning vaguely to the cake, “Since we’re going for big romantic declarations- Nothing more apt,”

“Wait- There’s sparklers as well,” Louis mumbled, fumbling with the lighter again as he lit them up,

“Happy Almost-Valentine’s Day, Harry,” he said, leaning in for a kiss.

“We’re definitely making this a thing,” Harry smiled when he pulled back, “Happy Almost-Valentine’s, Lou,”

The sparklers had died down and Louis pulled them off, crossing over to throw them into the bin. When he came back he was met with Harry sitting in front of the candle, palm slapped over his mouth.

Louis stood there, staring at the cake and back at Harry, a sinking feeling of realisation heavy in the pit of his stomach.

“No incidents, you were saying,” Harry grinned, nodding towards the cake, “Watch,”

He gave Louis a significant look before pursing his lips, blowing hard on the candles. Louis was strongly aware of the blush creeping up his neck as he watched the candle go out, only to come back to life a second later.

“One more time,” Harry giggled, blowing out the candles and snorting out a laugh when they jumped back to life.

“This wasn’t the plan,” Louis groaned, slumping onto the stool beside Harry.

“I don’t mind, they’re fun,” Harry chuckled, blowing out the candles again. Louis couldn’t help but smile at the look on his face. Maybe this incident wasn’t all that bad.

Harry opened the door, shucking his coat off and hanging it on the hooks over the table, dropping his keys into the little bowl. He then stopped short in his tracks, staring dumbfoundedly. There were petals. Forming a path. Leading up the curving glass staircase. Presumably to the bedroom.

He scoffed lightly in surprise. It was all a bit over the top, even by his standards. Perhaps he had truly made a romantic out of Louis. If just asking him was all it took…

Barely aware of it, he followed the trail, stepping lightly on the petals, smiling when he felt them give a little beneath his feet. He could imagine Louis laying the petals down, crouching with his tongue caught between his teeth. He smiled to himself at the image, turning to glance back down the stairs to take in how it all looked.

He pushed the bedroom door open, the generally silent snick of it connecting with the magnet on the wall echoing across the closed space. “Lou?” he called out, lingering awkwardly in the doorway as he stared around the room. The floor here was covered with an even thicker layer of petals, and in the back of his mind, he wondered how they would clean them up.

There were also several candles dotted around the room, most of them unlit, but the low scent of something spicy was undeniably present in the room. He had the feeling he was a bit early, and- Well, he had thought Louis would appreciate it, he never stopped moaning about how long Harry spent in the studio, but- From the sight of the room, it seemed like Louis would’ve appreciated a bit more time.

He considered returning to the living room, wasting a bit of time, and pretending he hadn’t seen any of this. Maybe Louis wouldn’t have heard the main door open. Maybe he could act like he’d just gotten home. Maybe-

“Haz!” Louis exclaimed, stepping out of the en suite with a towel clasped between his hands. He threw it carelessly off to the side and crossed over the room to where Harry was standing, and Harry flinched a little, detachedly thinking about who would pick up the towel.

He shook himself mentally, realising Louis was saying something. He hadn’t registered a single word. Hopefully, Louis wouldn’t notice. “ -And I mean, you weren’t supposed to be home early- I’m not- Don’t take this the long way, I love that we can get a head start, but I would’ve liked to have at least gotten all the candles lit,” he rambled, chuckling lightly before placing his hands on Harry’s hips and stepping closer.

Harry bit his lip sheepishly, giving him a small shrug. “It really just isn’t meant to be,” he teased, “Every time you try to pull an extravagant gesture, someth-”

“Oi! Watch it, then. Don’t get all cheeky on me,” Louis reprimanded, smiling despite himself.

“Just stating the facts,” Harry grinned, leaning down for a kiss.

“I love you so much,” Louis sighed dramatically when Harry pulled away, getting on his toes to peck him, “But now that you’ve seen the surprise already, help me with the candles, yeah?”

“Yeah, I… could…” Harry cocked his head to the side, smiling smugly “Or… we skip the candles,” he teased, cupping Louis’ jaw and running his thumb over his cheekbone, “And we get to whatever it was you had planned in the bathroom?”

A flush crept up Louis’ neck from the sudden change in Harry’s demeanour. It wasn’t like Harry to take the reins, and Louis liked to pretend he would rather be the one in charge, but they both knew he loved it when Harry got like this. “Oh- I wasn’t- It… Um, later?” Louis squeaked.

“Yeah, the candles can wait for later-” Harry smirked, dipping his head down to peck Louis’ lips, then moving to press kisses along the line of his jaw. He placed his hands on Louis’ waist, barely aware when Louis took a step towards him, guiding him to the ensuite door.

Harry instinctually took a few steps back, letting himself be guided by Louis. He barely registered something nudging the back of his calves, and then heard a dull thunk. He broke off, swearing under his breath, and whipped around.

It was one of the candles. Oh-

“Fuck,” Louis hissed, grabbing the candle and blowing it out, setting it upright before looking around wildly for something to clean up the wax with. “Haz, where’s that fuckin’ towel I- Fuckin’ hell,”

Harry didn’t even stop to think, throwing the towel over to Louis and standing awkwardly over his shoulder as he mopped up the spilt wax. It wasn’t until later that he realised the better option would have been to let the wax harden and scrape it out.

At the time, all he was focused on was the small black singed circle on the carpet. Right in front of the window.

“Oops?” Harry bit his lip as Louis turned to face him, grimacing apologetically, “It’s um- The carpet is… yeah. And the candles, I mean- I’ll light them again, later?”

“Forget the candles, the cinnamon was getting on my nerves anyway. Too fuckin’ strong,” Louis smiled back, and Harry was internally grateful for the offhand way he was taking this. He knew Louis must’ve wanted it all to be perfect, and he nearly would have gotten it right this time, if not for Harry’s clumsiness.

“I love you, Lou. Thanks for doing all this,” Harry said in a small voice, feeling warm and fuzzy as he watched Louis go around the room and blow out the candles one by one.

“No need to thank me, Harry. Y’know that, babe,” Louis smiled, eyes crinkling up as he leaned against the table, crossing his arms and gazing fondly at the younger man. “I won’t lie… All of this- All that I did” he motioned vaguely, “Could’ve gone better, but- That would’ve been boring, at best. I mean- At least we’ll make more memories this way. No fuckin’ way to forget your husband almost calling the cops on you because you sent him flowers,” he giggled.

“You’re never gonna let me live that down, are you?” Harry sighed.

Louis just shook his head in response, cracking into a wide smile and holding out his hand towards Harry. “Last surprise,” he motioned towards the slightly open bathroom door and Harry grinned back, intertwining their fingers together.

The scene that greeted them when Louis cracked open the door was not the one Harry had been expecting.

Suds. Suds everywhere.

Harry watched expressions flick over Louis’ face, his own jaw hanging open. Surprise. Bewilderment. Confusion.

Harry understood the flood of emotions Louis must have been feeling. It really was a lot of bubbles. The bathtub in the corner was nowhere to be seen, completely engulfed under a mountain of suds. Harry bet it would’ve at least come up to his knees if he waded all the way to the bathtub.

He could actually see when the realisation of how this all happened hit Louis. He watched his expression change as it dawned on him.Harry bit the inside of his cheek, suppressing his giggles at the look on his face.

“Best Valentine’s Day ever,” Harry said seriously. Louis rolled his eyes at him, looking entirely unimpressed.

“No I- For real, How did you even manage this?” he asked incredulously.

“A bit too much bubble bath?” Louis offered, still staring incredulously around the bathroom.

“A bit more than just ‘a bit’, I’d say,” Harry chuckled.

“Stop it,” Louis giggled, shooting Harry a fake-offended look, “Or there’ll be no bath for you,”

“What? You’re going to actually bathe in that ?” Harry raised an eyebrow coolly.

“Well since all the bubbles are already there , I figured- Might as well use them, yeah?” Louis grinned, stripping off his clothes as he walked into the foam, wiggling his eyebrows at Harry.

Harry shook his head and tugged his own shirt off, discarding it off to the side carelessly. He laughed out loud when Louis stepped into the bathtub, disappearing under the bubbles, apart from his head.

Louis really was such an idiot. But he was his idiot.

“I’m not an idiot,” Louis exclaimed, sounding offended. Harry realised he said the last part out loud. Well, oops.

“I love you, Lou,” Harry giggled, getting in the tub with Louis, reaching for his shoulder when he slightly lost his balance. Maybe it hadn’t all gone according to plan, but Harry wouldn’t have had it any other way. Louis was always there for him. There was nothing more he could ask for.

All that mattered was Louis. And all the little things he did.

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swimmingwolf59 · 2 months

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Happy Valentine's day!! I've been overwhelmed recently so I didn't finish any actual fics in time, but I thought I'd share a spones excerpt from something I've been working on :3

Hope you enjoy!!

The first thing to appear in Spock’s quarters was a medkit. There was always an emergency medkit stored away in a compartment of every set of quarters, but this one was different. It was more heavily stocked, for one thing, and it also contained several emergency hypos intended for Spock’s unique physiology, which of course no other medkit contained. When Spock asked him about it, McCoy merely shrugged. “I like being prepared.” They did not discuss it again. After that, Spock started noticing more and more of McCoy’s personal items taking up residence in his quarters. Books and PADDs stacked up quickly, as did clothes and hygiene products – these were logical as McCoy started spending the night more often. But other things appeared too, like holophotos of McCoy with various friends and family, including some of him and Spock with dubious origins, and strange knickknacks. Spock had woken one morning to find a skull of an animal he didn’t recognize staring him directly in the face. He had discretely moved it to McCoy’s side of the bed, and said nothing of it. It hit Spock while sharing a quiet breakfast with his partner sometime later that he and McCoy were essentially living together. He stopped eating. He could not remember the last time McCoy had slept in his own quarters. Nor could he remember the last time he himself had been in McCoy’s quarters. It did not bother him as much as he once would’ve thought. In fact, he enjoyed the quiet intimacy of it, of knowing that he would get off shift and find McCoy waiting for him. Or that every night he could look forward to burrowing into McCoy’s warmth when it was too cold and logic dictated it was simpler to use McCoy’s never ending supply rather than get up and get another blanket. He had already adapted to living together. “Leonard,” he said, catching McCoy’s eye. “Would you move in with me?” It was silent for a moment. Then McCoy smiled a lopsided smile. “Spock, I kind of already have.” Something warm blossomed in his side, and only tried half-heartedly to suppress it. “I am aware of this. However, I wished to make it official.” McCoy raised an eyebrow. “Official as in us both acknowledging that we live together?” Spock tilted his head. “Yes, but I was thinking more along the lines of changing the plaque on the door and your residential records in the ship’s computer.” McCoy’s mouth turned into a silent ‘oh’. Spock almost worried he had pushed things too far, but then that grin was back, brighter than ever. “I think I’d like that very much, Spock. Yeah, I’ll move in with you.” Spock reached out and touched his wrist. McCoy took his hand, joy flowing through their touch, and together they savored the moment and each other.

#star trek tos #spones #spock #leonard mccoy #happy valentine's day!

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90% of these came to me before i went to sleep for my first day back at skl 😭😭 ill b posting some for every member but aj's the one i finished first 🌚

Aj -

1. Loves buying little gifts. He seems like he'd lowkey be scared of you leaving him so if you show interest in something he'd definitely have to get it for you. And if he sees a plushie he thinks you'd like? Best be making room on your bed for it. He'd get you a dumb t shirt or funny looking kids toy just because it reminded him of you. Or when he'd make you mad/upset he would go on to buy you tons of stuff to make up for it with a tiny real apology.

2. Lowkey a bad boyfriend. Something about Aj makes me think he isn't romantic with girls and doesn't know what the hell he's doing in the relationship aspect. He'd probably accidentally ghost you for a day because he spent it all playing games and when you call him super worried he'd be confused. Although he'd be great on valentines, he'd probably ask Chunkz a week before to see what he should do but then he'd end up winging it and having a great time with you.

3. You'd be his uber. He could be doing a challenge for a Beta squad video and call you to pick him up and just act like you were an uber to hide your relationship from his fans. Or if you were at his house he'd always ask you to take him to a shop to buy supplies for a video or just for food and stuff.

4. He'd LOVE your cooking or baking. Since he has said he doesn't know how to cook at all, if you did he would beg you to make food for him. If he finds out you were making something he'd come over to your home just to get some. He would try buy you all the ingredients if you said you didn't have any. And if he were mad at you and you made brownies or cookies or anything? He's over it and on his way to your house to get some food. "Babe, I'm sorry. I made brownies?" "I'll be there in 10."

5. Super protective. You're talking to another guy? Not without Aj wrapping himself around you. You wanna hangout with a guy by yourself? That's crazy talk. "Aj. He has a boyfriend!" "I'd tell you I were gay to get with you." He'd piss you off by talking to other girls if you ever made him mad on purpose. Literally so petty when it comes to jealousy, he'd always one up you but never take it far enough that it's cheating. If any guy ever hits on you, somebody would have to hold him back because he'd go feral.

6. It'd be a secret. He'd probably take a while to introduce you to his friends and family, taking extra long with his friends just incase. Definitely was scared you'd think his friends were better than him, but his fears died after the first couple times you met them. Plus he probably thought it was more fun as a secret and unsuccessfully tried to sneak out of the Beta house a couple times to see you, forgetting he's an adult and doesn't have to tell them what he's doing. He tried to be slick when texting you in front of his friends but they all knew he had a girlfriend probably the day he copped her.

7. Touchy. This man isn't touchy in kisses and hand holding way, this man is touchy in the way it's basically fucking. You've probably had people ask if you were okay since it looks like Aj was groping you in public. Always has a hand on your ass when you both are standing side by side, or has his hand a on your upper thigh. He'll never make you uncomfortable or touch you in public (unless you wanted to) but he just keeps his hands in places to show that the relationship is definitely more than friends between the both of you. It's either you let him hold your ass or the most touch you get is shoulders rubbing together.

8. Matching outfits. He'd think matching outfits was adorable and would love the idea of twinning with his girl. Even just matching hats or jewellery would make him happy. You could buy literal onesies and he'd wear it, despite him getting ganged up on by his friends. He definitely has screenshots of things he might wanna buy that could be matching for the both of you.

9. You cannot tell me this man is not a simp. He definitely doesn't act like it or really show it but he is down BAD. He'd act as if it was a highschool crush and couldn't be seen looking at you even if everyone already knew you both were dating. He probably even has another account on social media just to save edits and photos of the two of you without the posters knowing it was him.

10. Great fuck.

#beta squad #youtube #youtubers #aj shabeel

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15 Lines of Dialogue

Share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture the character/personality/vibe of the OC. Bonus points for just using the dialogue without other details about the scene, but you're free to include those as well!

tagged by: @paintedscales - thank you!! <3 tagging: @sealrock @aethergazing @shroudkeeper @sileniadream

@eyesofnidhogg @abalathia @aethermimic -- apologies if you've already done this, feel free to ignore ;w;

my WIPs are a hot fucking mess right now so I'm grabbing these from past RP scenes with @eyesofnidhogg ♥

NAOHISA.

“Forgive me, I—" He swallowed. Naohisa’s forehead was now on the ground, completing the apologetic gesture. “I’m having unprofessional thoughts.”

[…]

"I find that I understand myself less the longer that I am around you." With one hand, Naohisa plucked two small ceramic cups from the cabinet. With the other hand, he withdrew a glass bottle of rice wine. "Everything from before has started to feel dull. I no longer feel sure of the things that I once wanted."

MIROU.

"From Kugane no less," he repeats in an amused sing-song tone. "You're quite the oddity, aren't you?"

Mirou sets the stick of charcoal on the counter and holds his sketchbook up with both hands, examining it at an angle before turning it over to show her.

"I'm rather fond of oddities."

[…]

“Their excitement doesn’t concern me,” Mirou yawns. He’s a man of singular focus. “But if it must be endured for the chance to observe you further, then so be it.”

He waves down the bartender for a glass of rolanberry juice. “Do you mind?” He glances to Valentine — his drink is apparently going on her tab.

[...]

He jolts upright in his seat, nose wrinkling from the offending smell. Eyelids still heavy with sleep, Mirou frowns at the ink-haired culprit. "That was cruel."

[…]

"No need to resort to violence, Sol. As it so happens, I was finished with it." Yawning, Mirou glances down at the tome that had served as his pillow — Fabled Fauna of the Far East — and slides it over a few ilms. He drapes himself back across the table, resting his head on his arms, and observes his merciless companion. "What are you researching this time?"

[…]

"It very nearly was violence," he complains. "What if I'd fallen and hit my head? You could have killed me." He pauses, stretching his arms out in front of him and squeezing his eyes shut. "And I was having such a nice dream, too."

[…]

"It's gone now." Mirou sighs, burying his face in his now-crossed arms on the table. A moment passes, then he props his head up, peering once again at the dark-haired viera sitting next to him. "I was somewhere warm and sunny, I think." Honey-dark eyes follow his companion's gaze to the illustration on the page. "What've you got there?"

[...]

“Hold a moment.” He grabs Sol by the fabric of his sleeve and digs in his heels, attempting to halt his companion’s march into the city. “Let me savor this.” Though still a bit pale in the face, Mirou’s usually-sleepy countenance has transformed into wide-eyed wonder. He stands still, transfixed by the sights and sounds of the city, even as annoyed passersby push past him.

[…]

"Kugane Castle," he repeats with a faraway voice. "I should like to see it up close before we leave." It does not seem like the type of place Valentine might have frequented, but it's an impressive vista regardless. He closes his eyes, committing the scene to memory.

#tagged tag #i miss writing mirou so much #he's so much fun #wol: mirou #no naohisa tag because his ass is inactive #i'll need a tag for my writing eventually

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THOUGHTS WHILE WATCHING GILMORE GIRLS: S3/EP6: TAKE THE DEVILED EGGS (PT 3) (STILL SO MUCH HAPPENING HERE)

Can I have a donut too? *yoink* Thank you. So much going on with this outfit. Wardrobe Dept : Layers, people! I WANT TO SEE MORE LAYERS! AND I WANT THAT VEST TO BE PUFFY! And make sure his shirt has a skull on it too cause the chicks dig that. Milo:

Jess informs Luke he has to run "errands" before school and the thought of this small infant kitten making a run to the post office to buy stamps and dropping by the laundromat before homeroom is just a delightful image. Of course we know where he's actually going. To toil in the Walmart Mines. But first, coffee and a donut and some petty theft.

This is such a great line. Perfect sassy delivery. Perfect comedic timing. Totally under rated quip that rarely ends up in anyone's little edits and I don't know why. So under rated that I forgot about it. Luke and Jess are the best.

He can steal a little bit. As a treat.

There goes my teenage nephew. Off to his Gigolo Job. Sexually servicing the horny lonely women (men?) of The Hollow. I'd really love to know who Luke thought Jess had as his clientele in Stars Hollow. Miss Patty?

*shudder* Luke goes to Gypsy's auto shop to confirm that Jess' car purchase was legit. She can't confirm the source of his cash flow. Not satisfied with the answer, Luke goes home to nose around some more and commit some serious violation of Jess' privacy by rifling through his underwear drawer, where he finds a mysterious box. I'm not clear what he's looking for. Money? Is he looking for the $10 Jess took out of the register? Kiss it goodbye Luke, it's gone. Probably already spent on a copy of Maxim and some Jergens. (Rebecca Romjin Stamos was on the cover of Maxim in November 2002, by the way. What other Gilmore Girls Watcher Person is going to look this stuff up except Ol' Salty?). Depending on whose dresser drawer this is, either Jess or Luke wear gray and white striped panties. My money is on Jess, striped boxer briefs are too sassy for Luke.

Seen: Striped panties, Box O' Weed. A few moments earlier Luke had spoken to a waiter/undercover cop in the diner (a waiter I have never seen before nor ever again who looked incredibly out of place) asking him to narc on Jess' whereabouts. Luke then proceeds upstairs to rifle through Jess' shit without his consent, as one tends to do on Gilmore Girls. During this rifling, Luke takes a phone call from an unknown person. I don't yet understand the context of this odd phone call. It goes like this: Hey Randy. What's up. Someone's gotta take care of it. It's not gonna take care of itself. I understand. I get it. What else? Huh? Who the hell is Randy? The other time someone said "I have to take care of something" the Stars Hollow PD had to dredge a dead body from the lake. Shady shit.

At one point in his little privacy violation mission Luke opens up an oddly shaped reddish box that almost looks like a heart shaped Valentine's Day chocolate box (the lighting is very dim here). Maybe the kind of box you'd stash your weed in after you finished the candy. (it was empty. Jess must have smoked all the weed already). Next, in anticipation of Creepy Sherry's baby shower, Lane and Rory have a walk-and-talk about the disgustingness of sex and childbirth. Rory calls the "Getting there" part of child birth a "big cosmic joke." So...is the "Getting there" sex? Poor Dean and Jess. The bluest balls in all the land. Rory stringing Dean along for two years without putting out may be the only sympathy I reserve for him. That's rough. Lane: My mom has never told me where babies come from. When my cousin got pregnant she said an angel brushed its wings against her. Rory: I could fill you in on the details. Lane: No thank you. I already learned it on the streets. That was funny. Lane is great.

Welllp. I take that back. Jess and Lane could have been really great friends. Good thing she comes around eventually. In like...the last episode before Jess and Rory break up and he disappears forever she calls them a cute agoraphobic couple. A little too late there my friend. One day you might need a place to crash in NYC with your band and you'll wish you had his number. Let this be a lesson to you fine people. Never get into an unavoidable minor car accident while in Stars Hollow. Never drive in Stars Hollow. Never visit Stars Hollow. Pretend the entire state of Connecticut doesn't exist. You'll be happier, healthier and wiser.

Here we go again. Rory's friends and family trying to fight battles for Rory that she really, really doesn't want fought.

Incoming! My little puffy vested kitten. I'm going down a "what did teenage boys wear in the early 2000s" rabbit hole now. I'll bring you back a souvenir. I graduated high school in 2002. I just have no memory of the fashion at the time. Boys did not give me the time of day. It was for the best, honestly.

Hey, look who it is! Mr. Rygalski/Brody/Cohen, you likely don't have complete control over your own wardrobe for television, but this outfit is a crime. Speak up, man. Don't get me started on Timberlake, either. My search results are skewing Puffy vests over dress shirts instead of puffy vests over tshirts. I want to leave the early 2000's now.

Put that finger down, woman.

Ladies and gentlemen, we have Upside Down Watch. After the lively recent Tumblr debate about UDW being some kind of tribute to military service members wearing their watches upside down, I asked my friend in the army if this was a thing she was aware of and she stated she had never seen any one wear their watch upside down. Admittedly a very small sample size. But it deepens the mystery.

Please watch this scene and listen to how he lisps "Andy Griffith" in this sentence, it's really adorable, and cawr always delights as well.

Cawr cawr cawr!

Lane proceeds to pontificate on the shoddy quality of his Cawr. Okay, Miss Judgy No Cawr or License. After you obtain a car, license and registration through dubious means like Jess did , then you can have an opinion on what he’s driving.

Maybe if you tried to befriend him, he'd be wiling to let you bum a ride with him to band practice. That is a quandry you're currently trying to solve, is it not? Use your noodle. There's a white tshirt peeking out. So he's wearing...*counts* four layers. Vest, beige shirt, black shirt, white shirt. Underactive Thyroid Betty over here.

The best part of everyone being salty to Jess is that he doesn't give one single flying cupcake if someone doesn't like him. Plus he has a braw in his back seat. Probably several braws. Goodnight.

#gilmore girls #gilmore girls season 3 #TDDE #take the deviled eggs #rory gilmore #lane kim #jess mariano #literati #milo ventimiglia #luke danes #cawr #backseat bra #shane's braw

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Random-Mailbox's Favorite Sailor Moon Fics - Week 52 - Crystal Tokyo

Welcome to the final regularly planned post in this series, I felt would be fitting to end with Crystal Tokyo. I have a few more lists I'd like to make in the future, but I'm holding off on a couple of them until a few unfinished stories are completed. The lists wouldn't be the same without them. I really want to give credit to @floraone for suggesting this project in the first place. It has been so much fun for me to highlight a lot of amazing works in this fandom and I'm hoping it's helped bring new readers to these stories. Thank you to all of you for coming on this adventure with me!

As always, my apologies in advance for spoiling some of these for you (Fic Titles are linked to either FFN or AO3 entries).

Royal Affairs - @master-ray5

When I first added this series to the list, it was a single one-shot. It has since grown to 7 connected chapters with plans for a full 20. Super fun and lemony read!

Come Back to Me - @idesofnovember

In this one-shot King Endymion is making impossible possible in his darkest hour, serving as a ray of hope for Usagi.

Desperate Measures - @idesofnovember

Endymion comes up with a plan to get Neo Queen Serenity to forgive "him", as memories of things he "said and did" during break-up arc flood in.

Sleepless Nights - ElvisVF101

Kunzite helps King Endymion through an existential crisis, when he finds him alone on the balcony late at night.

“My Sister, the Queen” - @sailor-scribbles

This was one of the first stories I have ever read in this fandom and one of the few that deals with Shingo in Crystal Tokyo and his adjustment to the new family status. And it has adorable art!

These Games We Play: Chapter 10: Prank Gone Wrong - @allyunabridged

I saved this furniture-related ficlet for this post because I thought it was hilarious. While searching the attic for old toys, Minako discovers a rose chair that she feels HAS to be in Endymion's office instead.

Miscellaneous Works: Short Stories That Tumbled From Tumblr: Chapter 5: The King's New Clothes - @floraone and art by @nari20

There had to be a reason for King Endymion to start dressing in a lavender tuxedo with a cape, Mamoru always knew that. But what was the motive behind this decision?

Usamamo One-Word Prompts: Chapter 4: sweet - @smokingbomber

Ficlet about choices that had to be made and consequences of these decisions. And love. Mostly about love.

Cupcakes - @midnightdrops

Even the royal couple needs a day off on occasion. Especially when there is a promise of cupcakes involved.

UsaMamo 2022 | Book - @lilliebellfanfics

Neo Queen Serenity is very much out of patience waiting for King Endymion to finish his research at the library. And with them being now alone, what is there to do? 🤔🍋

A Royal Audience - @daikon1

Latest addition to the series, fresh from @usamamoweek2023. Neo Queen Serenity uses personal history to help usher in sweeping education reforms.

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Here are the links to the previous Tumblr posts in these series to explore more amazing works based on different themes - make sure to check them out if you haven't had a chance! (Click on the title name to go to the post):

Week 1 - Groundhog Day

Week 2 - Established Relationships

Week 3 - Sex Positivity

Week 4 - Unfinished Stories

Week 5 - Darker Stories

Week 6 - Potions 🧪

Week 7 - Reveals

Week 8 - 👻Halloween🎃

Week 9 - Wrong Perceptions

Week 10 - Non-Senshi AU

Week 11 - In-Progress Fics

Week 12 - Mutual Pining

Week 13 - Enemies to Lovers

Week 14 - Slow Burn

Week 15 - Christmas Part 1 - Ugly Christmas Sweaters and Santa!

Week 16 - Christmas Part 2

Week 17 - New Years

Week 18 - High School AU

Week 19 - Slice of Life

Week 20 - Coffee shop AU

Week 21 - Huddle for Warmth

Week 22 - Friends to Lovers

Week 23 - ❤️Valentines Day❤️

Week 24 - Do a Grouch a Favour Day (or Cheer Up Fics)

Week 25 - Soulmate AU

Week 26 - Amnesia Fics (and resources)

Week 27 - 🍀St Patrick's Day🍀

Week 28 - Fix it Fics

Week 29 - Prompt: Mug

Week 30 - Flowers

Week 31 - Traditions

Week 32 - Dreams

Week 33 - Friends

Week 34 - Body-Swap

Week 35 - Medical Assistance

Week 36 - Sex Pollen

Week 37 - Psychometry

Week 38 - What If

Week 39 - Missing Scenes Part I

Week 40 - Green Jacket

Week 41 - Dr Chiba

Week 42 - Birthdays

Week 43 - Fluff

Week 44 - First Kiss

Week 45 - Reviving Shitennou

Week 46 - Tutoring

Week 47 - Thunderstorms

Week 48 - Food

Week 49 - Proposals

Week 50 - Locked In

Week 51 - Furniture

#sailor moon #usagi x mamoru #fic rec #fic list #usamamo #crystal tokyo #full year of stories!

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1, 2, 11, 20😊

1 - Talk about someone who changed your life.

Okay. I took far too long to think about this. Since we're all in a post 6x6 and TTPD era, here's a vulnerable, tortured answer.

I had a very close friend for several years. My husband and I were very close to her and her husband. Our kids were friends. We went to the same church, all loved to travel, had similar interests and tastes, had all lived internationally, went on double dates, etc. We even considered having them raise our kids if my husband and I both passed away. In sum, we were super close.

Then COVID hit. As a doctor COVID was difficult. I struggled a lot because I was taking care of sick patients. I recall one tearful day of talking to a pregnant mom who was about to be transferred to the ICU and was saying goodbye to her other children. It really wasn't safe or comfortable to go to work for a long time. I wasn't really dealing with it well, especially with the people around me treating it like it didn't matter. I was really depressed for the first time in my life.

This friend didn't understand that or if she did, she didn't care. So, when I said I wasn't interested in going out in public and having any type of birthday celebration for my birthday (who wants to celebrate turning 41 anyway?), she started attacking me on a personal level. I was already in a dark place and instead of being a good friend and supporting me, she just keep sending me hateful messages.

That was the first and only time in my life I considered suicide. I reached out for help and got it. I wasn't in that dark pit for a long time. I'm much better now. I mostly have my sister to thank for that.

I brought her flowers for Valentine's Day with an apology note a few weeks after that. She never apologized. I brought treats to her a few weeks after that with an apology note explaining why I felt so hurt. I tried to call to explain how I felt so that I could heal. She never answered the phone.

I'm still not sure what I have to apologize for or why she never seemed to accept or offer an apology. But that was two years ago. We still don't talk. Our husbands don't talk. Our kids don't play together anymore. For a long time, I didn't like going to church because I knew I'd have to see her.

Most of that is better now. I'm just sad for a lost friendship and for the dark place I had to crawl out of.

I've used a slight modification of her name for a character in one of my stories who betrayed Lucy. I thought that might be therapeutic, but it just brought the situation up to the surface again.

Uhhh... I can't believe I just wrote all of that. I'll try to keep the rest of the answers a bit lighter.

2 - Talk about something you really want to do.

I LOVE to travel. I've been to 47 states and 16 countries. My husband and I had all of our plans in place to get to all 50 states before we turned 40. Then COVID hit and all of our plans were dashed when travel shut down. We're going at a slower pace now, but we're getting close to it. #48 (NM) in October, #49 (HI) July 2025 as a 20th anniversary trip, and #50 (AK) the summer of 2026.

11 - Share something you're proud of.

According to AO3's stats, I've posted over 339k words since I started posting 7 months ago (plus another 9-10k chapter I hope to finish tonight). I know there are those that blow me out of the water (Ahem, ahem @girlintotv and @centralperkchenford) with their numbers, but I'm pretty proud of that as a first-time writer and working mom with 4 young kids.

20 - Share with us a random fact or two.

I'm afraid I've already overshared. *yikes* But here we go.

I'm the oldest of 6 kids. The first 4 of us are all 23 months apart, then 27 months apart, and 25 months apart. So, we're essentially every 2 years for 10 years with all of our birthdays clustered together. 3 boys and 3 girls.

I had the chicken pox for my eighth birthday. My grandparents came to visit for my birthday, but they were afraid of getting shingles. So, I had to stay in my bedroom on the second floor, and they stayed on the first floor for the whole time they were visiting. I still remember standing in the hallway near the dining room while they sang happy birthday. One of my siblings blew out the candles for me and my mom brought me a piece of cake in the hallway. (Man, I'm still rocking those depressing TTPD vibes, aren't I?) I was officially not contagious the day my mom came home from the hospital with baby #5 in our family, and I remember being so excited to be healthy enough to hold my baby brother.

Sheesh. Now you probably won't ever ask me anything again. Between TTPD, 6x6, and the angst I'm supposed to be writing right now, I'm coming up with some strange answers.

Sorry to be the Eeyore in the crowd. Thanks for asking me to play though.

Ask game

#ask game

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tagged by the brilliant @jamiesfootball and the stunning @lady-of-the-spirit and the gorgeous @abubblingcandle! thank you all for the tag MWAH <3

1. how many works do you have on AO3?

2. what's your total AO3 word count?

120,102

3. what fandoms do you write for?

ted lasso (quick everybody act surprised), daredevil (i WILL get back to that fic i prommy), thor & loki, and uh. i haven't posted anything yet but somehow succession got me to care very deeply about billionaires so. watch this space............

4. what are your top 5 fics by kudos?

It's the Great Father's Day, Ted Lasso (ted lasso)

It's the Great Valentine's in May, Colin Hughes (ted lasso)

hear you calling from some lost and distant shore (thor & loki)

and do not recognize us as we pass (ted lasso)

It's the Great Moving Away, Sam Obisanya (ted lasso)

5. do you respond to comments? why or why not?

I DO. I KNOW THIS SOUNDS LIKE A LIE AND THAT IS BECAUSE IT IS. i have been woefully bad at catching up with responding to comments........... however i will fix this once school gets out.

6. what's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

hmmm. despite the fact that my fics tend to be Incredibly Angsty, they almost all end with deep and abiding sappiness. i suppose at the moment the sun is only a God if you learn to starve has the angstiest ending, although that's mostly just because it only has the one singular chapter atm.

7. what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

probably It's the Great Father's Day, Ted Lasso! i love that ending very very much.

8. do you get hate on fics?

thankfully not yet!! pls be nice to me im This Tiny (i am not short at all) (be nice to me anyways)

9. do you write smut? if so, what kind?

i have not! maybe one day, possibly, but i'm very [blushing] about writing that right now lmfao.

10. do you write crossovers? what's the craziest one you've written?

i haven't written any crossovers before! i tend more towards AUs (as we can attest)

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

as far as i'm aware, nope!

12. have you ever had a fic translated?

no but if anyone ever wants to, i'm so incredibly down for that

13. have you ever co-written a fic before?

no! BUT! i would LOVE to! come to my dms and let's brainstorm.

14. what's your all-time favourite ship?

all of my favorite characters/therapy. tbh.

15. what's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

i will finish every WIP i've posted a chapter of because i will. this is my Brave Face Mantra. in terms of ones i want to finish in my head.... the ted lasso s3 fix it will hopefully eventually happen but not for A While.

16. what are your writing strengths?

hrm. hrngh. i hate complimenting myself. people have told me i have a good grasp of character voices and also prose? so? [throws that at you and runs away]

17. what are your writing weaknesses?

i am THEE absolute worst at describing settings/environments. i'm not a visual reader at all which translates into not being a visual writer and it's just. urgh. HELP.

18. thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

hell yea! most of the characters i've written for so far have been mostly english-speaking, but for characters who are bilingual (dani, sam, richard) i try to include phrases in their native language they would use. if i were to ever write a lot of dialogue in another language, i'd probably give an in-narrative translation, or just stick 'em in the end notes.

19. first fandom you wrote for?

when i was 12 and infinity war came out i was so distraught that i wrote like 10 fix it fics and none of them will ever see the light of day.

20. favourite fic you've ever written?

and do not recognize us as we pass & find a new place to be from! yes i cheated and chose two.

tagging! not sure who has and who hasn't done it yet so! @altschmerzes @jamietarttsnorthernattitude @iguessyouregonnamissthepantyraid @thirteenemeraldcats @nativestarwrites @orbitalpirate + absolutely anybody else who would like to participate and use me as their tagger! MWAH <3

#tag game!#i think it's very funny that my charlie brown series takes up more than half of my most-kudosed works #i cringe about them sometimes but also cringe is dead.#so!#sid speaks

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sweetestpjm · 8 months

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never trust a skinny baker

pt.1 of ?

Never trust a skinny baker.

"1...2..." Jimin pursed his lips, wondering why he only had two and a half dozen of his signature cookies made. He swore that he'd put in 3 dozen. Okay, maybe he'd eaten one of them. Or two— just to make sure it was good. And then maybe 3 more while they were still in their warmest state. Then that last one for good luck...

Okay, maybe it made sense why there were only 2 and a half dozen left now. It made sense, it added up.

"Hyung?" Hoshi said, poking his head into the kitchen, making his way in once he realized that Jimin was just organizing the baked cookies onto trays. "Someone's come in, they want to apply for a job here."

He practically lit up at that— he really needed more help. Hoshi was great but he knew running the entire bakery together was difficult. They'd learned that on their first holiday rush. Valentine's day, if one could even call it a real holiday.

"I'll be right out. Just get them something to nibble on while I finish with these," he said, shooting a smile, "and let them know that the job is probably theirs."

"Got it, boss hyung!"

Jimin rolled his eyes at the excessive formalities, but he'd scold him on it later.

Eventually he put the tray out— though he nearly dropped it upon seeing the male that Hoshi was giving a croissant to. Oh he was really handsome and dressed well, which had Jimin instantly attracted to him. But that was easy, he was one of those universally handsome guys, after all.

"Hi, sorry for the wait," he apologized, shimming his curvy body through the little area and joining them at one of the booths— of 3 booths. Pretty big for a little bakery but still not many.

The man shook his head, standing up and giving him a respectful bow. "Hi, I'm Jeon Jungkook. It's no worry, I was just coming around wondering if you were hiring still?" he pointed to the door, where there was a 'hiring' poster.

"Yea!" he said, a hand on his nearly aching belly as he thought, "let me just interview you. Got a resume on hand?"

"Hyung! I got the job," Jungkook squealed, jumping as he put his hands on Yoongi's shoulder, "ugh, you would've loved it there. And the baker..he's really cute."

"Oh? Really cute?"

Jungkook shrugged, "like a doll. He's pretty and cute and— well, I quite like him since he's given me a job even though I've only been a bartender and an assistant carpenter.."

"Weird jobs of yours," he chuckled, still chopping vegetables, "but sounds nice, I'll be sure to drop by."

"And eat, because the food is to die for. Like, the fumes of the bakery are like a happy pill, or something.."

Yoongi rolled his eyes, still focusing on finishing chopping the last of the cucumbers. "I'll be sure to. Weird of you to tell me how hot your boss is, though. You usually don—" He finished up chopping, setting the knife down and grinning at Jungkook. "Someone's already got a crush on their new boss, mm?"

"A little? I mean, keep your options open, baby. You'd like him."

"Any pictures? I'm always keeping our options open, darling."

Jungkook nodded with a wide smile, opening up the instagram for it. It took some time until he found a post featuring the owner, Jimin. A few pounds lighter for certain. Once he found it, he put it up to Yoongi's face who instantly melted at the sight.

"Oh he's really cute. Ah, you should invite him over, I'll cook him a nice meal." Yoongi cooked for a living rather then baked, so it was a regular offer he'd make. New friend? 'Bring them over, I'll cook them a meal. Find out their favorites.' Meeting family? 'I'll cook them the best meal of their life, invite them over'.

"Maybe after I've worked there some time?"

"Really? Fine, shy boy. But I'd be interested too if his personality is as sweet as his looks are."

"Oh, most definitely."

"Just tighter, please. However it needs to be so you can tie it," Jimin said, not sucking his belly in this time. The attempt before when he did, it undid itself the moment he'd relaxed. Not this time. This plan was undeniably foolproof.

The younger nodded, trying again and eventually it worked, somewhat. "There, hyung. I— if you need to extend the ties, I can do it. I used to sew."

Jimin turned around, nodding his head, though he could see his cheeks were red. "That— that would be great, I really don't want to buy a new one, this one just.." he tried to flatten it better, "holds a special place in my heart."

"I get it.." he said, an idea coming up. Perhaps now was the time? It had been three months and well..he couldn't compose himself much more. Especially with all this tying business. "Maybe I could fix it up at my place and you could join us for dinner? Us being me and my boyfriend. My boyfriend's a private caterer, so he cooks," Jungkook said, "whatever you'd like to eat."

He instantly smiled, nodding his head. "That'd be lovely! I was wanting to invite you for a meal for some time but I am a bit shy." Jimin's belly rounded out more and well— the ties undid. His cheeks were red hot again.

"Don't worry about it. How about just leave it like this?"

Jimin nodded, shyly stroking his belly. "Yeah. Guess it's the muffins doing their work, huh?"

Jungkook nodded, not sure when he'd gotten red from this encounter. "I— well, guess so."

"Lovely to have you over, Jungkook tells me all about you. Best baker in the world, hm?"

Jimin smiled sheepishly, shrugging his shoulders and looking at the food on the table. Were there others coming? It looked like quite a lot for how small and lean they both were. "Maybe one day. I can tell that you're good too. Are you excepting another?"

Yoongi tilted his head, then noticing his confusion's reasoning, "ah, no. Just us three." He pulled out another dish, just some baked bread and set it on the table. "Sit, dinners ready."

Jungkook sat down, as did the other two shortly after. And so dinner and small talk began.

"Caterer, huh?" Jimin said, between his bites, "no wonder you are, this is delicious. I really love food— clearly, and this is great. Really great."

"Your bakery is great," Yoongi said, nearly choking at Jimin's comment towards himself, "I'm happy you're enjoying it."

Jungkook perked up, "oh, Jimin hyung, you should tell Yoongi about your muffins! He likes them a lot, he's actually really good at making them but—"

"Gguk here accidentally broke my muffin mold tray, so now I make him buy me muffins to make up for it." Yoongi bit back his smirk.

"Aah.." Jimin giggled, tilting his head at Jungkook like a puppy, "no wonder you're always so insistent on taking some of the muffins home. That's adorable."

Jungkook tried not to visually show how something as simple as those words was making him quite happy. Really happy. "I owe Yoongi big time plus I can never say no to him. Look at those eyes, imagine saying no to those eyes."

Yoongi made the effort of batting his eyelashes at Jimin who chuckled, a hand over his mouth. "That is pretty cute. I wouldn't say no either."

Now Yoongi was further understanding Jungkook's crushing. There was just something about Jimin. Something adorably soft and intriguing for certain.

It wasn't often they agreed about someone, after all. Yoongi nor Jungkook was taking to it lightly.

As the evening went on, they glanced at one another making it obvious to themselves that this was universally agreed on between them.

For Jungkook, it was his sweetness of course. His praising, his attitude and he could admit (not aloud of course) that he was very fond of that bakers tummy he had going on.

Yoongi on the other hand, quite liked his storytelling and his joking. He kept wondering if he'd get even cuter and each time he did indeed get cuter. Mumbling on about baking, about his old cat and especially about the latest BL he'd been reading (which was great information for him to behold).

They were just very glad they were on the same page.

At last, they could agree on doing this; asking that chubby (and clueless) baker out on a date.

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im-immortal · 4 months

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2023 Writing Wrap-Up

I'm a little late this time around since it's already 2024, but I haven't done a writing wrap-up since 2021 and I thought it would be fun to bring back!

So this year, I was on quite a roll for the first half of the year. And then July rolled around and I started slowing down until it came to a screeching halt. Not sure what happened. Maybe it's my ADHD and constantly shifting hyper-fixations to blame. But I gradually managed to come back around just in time to post something for Christmas, which I'm still working on finishing. However, my hiatus doesn't take away the pride I still have for what I was able to write during the year. And I look forward to writing more in 2024! So here's all I managed to finish/get a good start on and post during 2023.

A Kiss For A Drink: 6,740 words; one-shot I actually started writing this back in 2020 or 2021, intended to be posted on Valentine's Day. And then I got a point where I couldn't finish it and let it sit for about 2 years. I finally came back with some inspiration and motivation and finished it just in time to post for Valentine's Day 2023! I'm really happy with how it came out. It was a fun idea that turned into a fun fic with a few laughs included, even if it is one of my least-viewed fics lol I had fun writing it too, which is all that really matters!

Lunacy Fringe: 62,690 words; 8/8 chapters To say this fic suddenly came out of nowhere would be an understatement. I literally got inspired out of the blue while listening to an episode of the Therapy Gecko podcast and the next thing I knew, I was balls deep in a psychological thriller. I actually managed to write it in just over a month or so!! Which is really incredible for me, especially considering I didn't step away from it at all or lose inspiration before it was finished. I'm really proud of how it turned out, and I haven't really told anyone, but I am working on converting it into an original story and possibly self-publishing. It could end up being my very first original novel :) the feedback I got was far more positive than I'd expected, especially considering how I portrayed Beth. I'm overall so so happy with how it turned out!!

Longer Than A Heartbeat: 157,289 words; 29/29 chapters Now this... this fic is one of my proudest pieces by far. I'll never get over how happy I am with how it turned out, and how I was actually able to finish it. For the last few years, every time I rewatched "28 Days Later," I couldn't stop thinking about how it would make such a good Bethyl fic, and how I wanted to convert it into a Bethyl fic that included Rick and Judith. I finally did it!! Technically, I wrote it in 2022, but I didn't completely finish it and post it until 2023. When I say I write for myself... this fic really proves it, because I go back and read chapters from it all the time just because it's so fun and I love how I wrote it. I was also pleasantly surprised by the reception and how people who hadn't ever watched "28 Days Later" enjoyed it! Not to mention, @boltthrutheheart made some incredible custom manips for me that I can never get over!!

hot girl summer (playing by the rules); 167k+ words, 16/30 chapters Ah yes, here she is... the companion piece to the first 3 fics of "in for a penny, in for a pound" that I've been planning/contemplating ever since I did that first fic from Beth's POV for the series. I always wanted to show Beth's POV for all the major moments in the series, and then once I got started, I figured why not go all in and just do her POV for the entirety of the series thus far? It gives a little more insight into how she's feeling, why she does the things she does and says the things she says, and we also get to see exactly what she was doing all those times that Daryl couldn't help wondering about her (because I already knew in my head, but I thought it might be fun to share with everyone else). I also thought it would make the set-up for the next fic a little better, so we could try and understand Beth's motivations better and where she's at in her head. Of course, I got pretty into it and then hit a speed bump and then suddenly, lost all ability to write. It'll come back soon, though. I can't wait to finish this fic and move on to the next in the series, and eventually conclude Beth and Daryl's tumultuous journey in this fun little AU.

Small Miracles; 39k+ words, 6/10 chapters This is the fic that finally pushed me back into being able to write. I had no plans of writing for BHF 2023, and then I suddenly had this strike of inspiration for a very weird idea and decided to go with it and try and finish it in time to post for Christmas. I did manage to finish about 1/3rd of the fic in time, but I'm still writing it and haven't lost motivation yet, so that's a good sign! It's also just really fun and kind of cathartic to do a new exploration of Beth's journey through the eyes of an older Beth who survived Grady, with that fun little supernatural twist added to it. I can't wait to finish this one, because I've had a lot of fun writing it and really look forward to seeing what people think of her entire journey and the way it will conclude.

To everyone who's read my fics, left feedback, kudos, bookmarks, or even helped me bounce ideas off and come up with plans for fics... thank you so much! I appreciate everyone in this little fandom so, so much. Y'all mean the world to me, and I am so grateful that we have this wonderful community in our own little corner of the internet. Happy New Year to you all, and I hope 2024 brings you nothing but blessings!

#bethyl fanfiction #2023 wrap-up #writing #my year in fanfic #SquishyCool

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bae-owyn · 6 months

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Jaskier was having the worst day. The casting agents for an audition he thought he’d nailed had called to say they were ‘going in another direction’, his tube line was down due to signalling problems, it was raining harder than he’d seen it in years and he’d left his only good coat, the one with a hood, in the pub that he and Geralt had met Priss in a week earlier. That night, squished in-between his boyfriend and his best friend, Jaskier had thought he was the luckiest guy in the world. Tonight, he wasn’t sure which demonic entity he’d managed to piss off between waking up and arriving in Soho but it must have been personal. The phone call he was having with his remaining 3% battery, icy cold rain dripping down his hair and down his back, was the final straw. It's Geralt and Jaskier's first Valentines Day as a couple, but are they about to be outshone by Lambert and his mystery date? This is a follow up to my Christmas at Kaer Morhen series, and like the rest of the fics in the collection you can read it as a standalone - but for all the backstory and more fun with this merry band of morons, check out the full works starting with A Place For Crows To Rest Their Feet!

The Valentines fic in October that nobody asked for! I drafted half of this at the start of the year, got too busy to finish it, and then promptly forgot about it. When I found it in my drafts today I just had to see it off, and yes I could have waited until next Valentines Day to post it... but by then I'd probably have forgotten about it again.

So! Have a very early (or very late, depending on how you look at it) treat!

#christmas at kaer morhen #a place for crows #geraskier #geralt v jaskier #geralt of rivia #jaskier pankratz #valentines day #geraskier modern au #my writing tag #kaer morons

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softsky-daily · 2 months

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3/1/2024

The first March skies have some real lovely clouds.

Positive thing: My interview went well, and my friends bought me lunch afterwards.

The interviewer and I really vibed, or at least it felt that way. We went off on a few tangents about being frustrated with how people with personality disorders get treated, and also about good places to get boba, and I got to pet the dog that was there so that was nice. They mentioned I was the only person who brought up being interested in community work which I was surprised by. Apparently everyone else said they wanted to do private practice, which I know is the most popular route, but I would've thought at least one other person had interest in community work (especially since this internship site is community based). My want to stay in the counseling field is still on the rocks, but community work is what I'd want to focus on while I'm still here.

Anyway, afterwards I went to a cafe and got one of the Valentines special drinks that they still had for some reason. This was the 딸기 (strawberry) Love Smoothie and it was very yummy. My friends came after too and one of them bought me bulgogi which was also very good.

Oh yeah, the Japanese Club officers messaged me offering to make me an officer too for organizing Conversation Table all this time. It's super funny to me because it ended up this way just because I was the only person who consistently went even after the original organizer stopped going. I guess if you stay doing something stuff can happen at you randomly. I did say yes, although they haven't answered me back yet.

I'm glad it's the weekend now. I can finally sleep in, and tomorrow is another Conversation Table which I think will be fun. Also I can play more viddy games and hopefully finish that last Japan post that's long overdue.

#skyposting #thoughtposting #foodposting

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craby-bouquet · 6 months

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Warm Winter Promptlist

We're back with a new Warm Winters!

I started this series in 2019 to fight winter blues with fluff! You can find the whole Warm Winters series here!

You can find the prompts under the cut. So...

Send me a Seventeen or BTS member and 1 or 2 prompts and I will write a short, fluffy story using your prompts and your man!!

Warm winters 2023-2024

1 "Take mine, I don't need it anyway."

2 "You're cold, aren't you?"

3 "There's… only one bed."

4 "Your love will keep me warm."

5 "Those lights are beautiful there."

6 "You bought me a present? I thought we weren't gonna do presents this year."

7 "no I won't be your fake partner to your office Christmas party, don't you remember what happened last time!?"

8 "Don't lie. You hate it."

9 ""You've been laying on my arm all night and I can't feel it."

10 "Yeah so, funny story, I actually thought you would maybe give me a new years kiss? But I guess not, which is fine! Don't worry. I didn't really care anyway."

11 "...Wow. You look like a princess."

12 "Dance with me."

13 "I… I didn't know you could play the piano."

14 "Do you wanna build a snowman?"

15 "Sing for me?"

16 "It'll be a blue Christmas without you."

17 "I miss you."

18 "All I want for Christmas is you."

19 "I really can't stay."

20 "Baby it's cold outside."

21 "That's a tad too optimistic for me."

22 "Why are you awake right now?"

23 "Wake up! Please wake up! It snowed!"

24 "Is there a reason you're blushing right now?"

25 "Have you seen my hoodie? You know that one with the blue stripe in the… Wait, you're wearing it, aren't you?"

26 "Are we on a date right now?" "No. We're snowed in." "Ah… so it is a date then?"

27 "I'm not blushing, I'm just cold -or warm. or… whatever. But I'm not blushing."

28 "I think I'm in love with you."

29 "You want hot chocolate?"

30 "The moon sure does look beautiful tonight."

31 "All I do is drink hot drinks and say bad words."

32 "Your feet are so cold!"

33 "I'm too sober for this."

34 "Wow! I didn't know you could sing."

35 "We'd both warm up faster if we would take off our clothes." "Fuck off."

36 "A water fight? Are you crazy? It's way too cold for that."

37 "I'm the reason you got sick in the first place. So yes, I am indeed going to take care of you."

38 "Can you put on anything other than the Spotify Christmas playlist? I'm sick of it."

39 "It's January! Why are you still listening to Mariah Carey?"

40 "So… valentines is coming up…"

41 "Santa left a lot of presents this year."

42 "Wow, I asked for you, and I actually got you. That Santa guy really is amazing."

43 "I don't want that, I just want to finish my book."

44 "I wanted to say 'I love you' for the first time on Christmas Eve… but I guess you were a step ahead of me."

45 "Tell me that when you're sober."

46 "Who thought I'd find my soulmate on new years eve?"

47 "You've been giving me bedroom eyes for the last half hour."

48 "“All I want is to sleep by your side.”

49 “I didn’t get soaking wet and ice cold by walking to your house for you to say no to pizza. I have beer too. I know you’re sad, so let me in.”

50 "I missed you."

51 "Are you trying to seduce me?"

52 "How can even still see out of your glasses? They're so dirty!"

53 "I always wanted a Christmas wedding."

54 "Kiss me."

55 "I'll cry." "Is that meant to be a threat?"

56 "That's starting to get on my nerves."

57 "Okay, answer me honestly. Are you, or are you not, Satan himself?"

58 "How can you not like christmas?"

59 "Will you marry me?"

60 "is... Is that a mistletoe? Now that's good timing"

61 "You should have told me sooner."

62 "That might actually be the best present I ever got."

63 "I didn't know you could play the piano."

64 "Are you seriously wearing a donkey onesie?"

65 "no I'm not drunk and yes that was a serious question!"

66 "Wait! Hold that thought! I really, really need to pee. Be right back."

67 “Are you an angel?”

68 "I hope our baby looks like you."

69 "Don't be so gentle. You can hug me tighter y'know- I'm not going to pop or anything."

70 "I'll run you a nice, warm bath." "Excuse me? Why don't you run us a bath? I'm not gonna bathe by myself, that's boring."

71 ""Happy Valentine's Day"

72 "This is not what I meant when I told you to fall for me."

73 "Who would have thought I would find my soulmate on new years eve?"

74 "Your nose is so red, you look like Rudolph. Are you sure you're okay?"

75 "Look, it's a full moon tonight."

76 "I know we're engaged but I'm so in love with you."

77 "You outshine the stars."

78 "Did you mean that romantically this whole time?"

79 "Look, The blossom is coming through already."

80 "You made it."

masterlist | warm winter masterlist

#warmwinters #warm winters #fanfiction #kpop #kpop fanfic #fluff #prompt list #romance #seventeen #bts #fanfictions #fanfic #fanfic writing #talking to the moon #requests #please send some!!

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