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pastafossa · 8 months

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Happy Birthday and a merry 6 years to TRT! 🎂 🎁 🎈 🎉 🍰

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Some FUN TRIVIA FACTS:

TRT's sun sign is VIRGO and its moon sign is LEO!

After 6 years, its current wordcount is 932k words. If you put that in size 12 arial font, single-spaced, this would come to about 2000 pages, and even more if the pages were the usual mass market paperback size!

TRT is now 40 in cat years!

The Man in the White Coat is my tribute to the Mad Scientist trope common in scifi, which is one of my favorite genres!

It is old enough developmentally to tie its shoes! Keep going, TRT!

Ciro is partially inspired by John Marcone from The Dresden Files!

TRT shares a birthday with literary great Agatha Christie! Maybe I'll introduce poison-based murder into the fic in her honor...

The idea of seeing threads came to me after seeing a meme about red threads tying soul mates together. Everything that came after - the other threads, the thread world, how it works, is unique to TRT!

TRT is now longer than War and Peace, and Crime and Punishment combined! So if you've read all of TRT so far, then you have the perfect middle finger to anyone who tries to say you can't focus on longer stories!

The inciting penguin documentary that Foggy drunkenly watched (which led to him declaring Matt and Jane 'penguins') was about Adelie penguins specifically!

Jane has a leather jacket because I love leather jackets and think all badass characters should have a leather jacket! And so you should you! EVERYONE DESERVES A COOL LEATHER JACKET.

The long hiatus between Chapter 4 and Chapter 5 was because I had life things pop up. During that hiatus, I realized the plotline/ending needed some work, so I spent those two years outlining, and I also wound up doing a bunch of additional novel writing classes just because I wanted to learn. A lot of this wound up influencing TRT!

The grey threads are one of the only threads that no one has solved yet!

There are absolutely some bad people working for Cyrus James. There is also a guy named Kyle. He is there not for Evil Purposes (tm) but instead because this was the only place he could work that would allow him to pay off his student loans.

When I started TRT, I thought maybe 5 people total would read it. I was told five people total would read it by some shitty people. So I wrote it expecting five total people would read it, and told myself at least I'd enjoy it, and I could use it to learn. In other words: I had ZERO idea TRT would take off like this. None. Nada. Zip. AND LOOK AT US NOW, BABY. FUCK THE HATERS, 6 YEARS AND GOIN' STRONG.

Based on my outline, we're a bit over halfway to the end!

I hope you enjoyed these TRT funfacts. And I hope you know: this fic isn't just me. It's you, too. This fic has become so much larger than just me. It's the TRT playlist you've sent songs in for that keeps me inspired when writing. It's the fanart I look at to give me a boost. It's your sweet comments and likes and kudos and messages that encourage me when I'm sick or depressed. It's the people who've made friends over this fic, or who've been inspired to write fic themselves, adding beautiful works to the community that we all use to keep going. It's all of this love for both TRT and Matt, and I'm so happy that I've been able to contribute in at least a small way in keeping Charlie!Daredevil love alive even after the show's been gone for years now. I love you all so, so goddamn much. I love this fandom. I love TRT with all my heart. Thank you so much for being a part of these past six years through cancelations, through your high school and college years and beyond, through my ups and downs of moving and sickness and fiberglass and pandemic craziness, through late night chapter drops and wild twists and turns.

And I hope the next few years as we enter the second half of this story are just as amazing!

#the red thread

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waechan · 2 months

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hi~ I loved your nct dream small moments (the maknae line is def my fave but alsksksk all of them are cute!) so my request (it could be a blurb or a drabble) is this: meeting nct dream for the first time (as strangers, coworkers, idols, classmate?) 🥹 it's okay if you can't get to it asap^^

hi! first off tysm for reading my work, i'm so glad you enjoy it! and second, ty for your request bc this idea is adorable so im making little drabbles for each member separately. first is mark:)

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pairing: mark lee x reader

genre: fluff

wc: 1.1k

meeting mark for the first time (classmates)

he seemed cool.

everyone loved him. he was popular for being a genuine, kind soul. you had never understood what the hype was about him. you guess, sure, he was cute, sure, he was kind. but whatever, right? you two were classmates, and shared a couple of classes together. you were both unsure of what your major was, so it was quite funny how the two of you somehow ended up taking the same random classes.

at the moment, your class was at the aquarium on a trip for marine biology. it was a fun class, and on the plus side, you got to learn about animals and stuff so that was pretty cool.

"circle up guys!" your professor, mr. johnson, calls out. you walk with your friend yeri towards him, staying close together, just in case he would try to split the two of you. "alright, we're taking a break from some serious learning today, and we're just gonna soak in the beauty of the ocean and its wildlife." little drabbles of conversations and mumbles start to form, but then mr. johnson puts his hands out.

"now, before you guys get too excited, i do have a scavenger hunt for you all, so don't get too excited!"

you give yeri a look and shrug a bit. "could be worse." she says. "i will number you off into groups!" mr. johnson says as he starts to scramble around, and immediately starts counting people off. "you were saying?" you deadpan as you look at yeri and the two of you roll your eyes at the exact same time, smirking a bit in amusement. of course, the two of you end up getting separated and you go to find your group, but you can't find the one with your number. "uh, mr. johnson?" you call out as you raise your hand up tentatively, and he walks right on over to you. "yes, what is it y/n?" he says distracted, not really listening as he looks around, checking to make sure everything is in order. "um, i don't have a group? can't find my number." you exclaim as you shrug. it didn't really bother you, you could just go with yeri.

he scans the area as he purses his lips, as if searching for a group to put you in. come on y/n, take your chance.

"uh- it's okay! i can just go with yeri-" you don't get to say much as he cuts you off before you can continue, and smiles wide as he starts speaking to another student who starts to walk your way.

"how about you go in his group?" he suggests, not really giving you a choice as he shoves you towards the unknown figure of a person who is now next to you.

"who's-" you turn around.

"oh, hey." he says, waving a bit awkwardly.

...

great.

just wonderful.

"y/n, meet mark. mark, meet y/n. now the two of you have fun." he gives you both a pat on the shoulder and immediately walks off, shoving a clipboard with a list in your hands. you wince as you force yourself to look up and acknowledge the boy in front of you.

okay, cool.

scavenger hunt with THE mark lee? no big deal, stay calm. calm.

"so i guess we're partnered together?" he asks as he runs his hand through his hair, doing that squint thing with his eyes he always does when he's thinking. damn. you kinda get it now. "yeah, um. i'm y/n, but you already know that, cause. well."

just stop talking.

"OKAY! let's go look for the first item. or fish, or whatever." you say as you start walking off without him, and you hear him follow you. "okay, yeah, alright. i guess." he mumbles, as he trails behind. on the way to the section of the aquarium you have been directed towards, you sneak a look back, just to make sure he was still following you. and he was, but... you had never seen anyone look at something with such admiration in ones eyes before. he was standing there, frozen, as he stopped by one of the glass windows that displayed the fish behind them. your heart stops for a second as he turns around and your eyes meet. he smiles. at you.

"i think i found it."

you walk over to him, forcing yourself to snap out of your gaze as you stop, standing next to him, and you look at the fish. it was something you had never seen before, a gorgeous coral and white color.

"woah." you whisper, and he chuckles.

"i know."

"it's beautiful." you say softly as you grab your phone to take a picture of the fish. "who knew this class could be cool?"

"i know." he repeats, gently, as he turns his line of vision towards you and he stares at you for a couple of seconds, the corner of his mouth tilting up in amusement at your reaction. "maybe this will get you to stay awake in class?" he whispers this into your ear, then pats your shoulder as he starts to walk away, eyes sparkling.

your jaw drops open almost immediately, and you blush a bit in embarrassment as you go to catch up to him. "hey!" you call out as you walk quickly to go and catch up with him. "you know those rants that mr. johnson goes on, he's always rambling on and on about his new home renovation that he's getting, and his new date that he has each week. oh, and his new diet that doesn't ever work out for him! i don't get how you could find that interesting-" mark chuckles a bit as he shrugs with his hands in his pockets. "i don't know about you, but i love to hear about mr. johnson's love life. and the diets." he stops walking, and you do as well, crossing your arms as you look up at him. all of a sudden, he leans forward and bends down so his eye level is at yours.

the air inside your lungs and the words you are about to say back to him disappear instantly.

the quietness of the room is deafening, and you swear you hear the sound of your heart beating in your chest.

"it's alright, y/n." he looks back and forth between your eyes. "i'm sure he forgives you." he says quietly, before he ruffles your hair and walks off once again without you. you stand there, still. your heart, still racing.

you stand there for a couple seconds until he turns around, tilting his head at you as he smirks in success. "you coming?"

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lmk what u think! my first drabble<3

#nct dream #nct dream imagines #nct dream x reader #nct dream fluff #nct fluff #mark lee #kpop #nct dream angst #nct x reader #nct imagines #nct dream scenarios #mark lee x reader

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voltronisanobsession · 7 months

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may i request an Altean!reader (possibly fem) who is also a bodyguard? Im thinking about if King Alfor put them in a pod too to help protect Princess Allura once she came out. im mostly thinking of the princess x bodyguard trope 🤭 but the reader x other paladins are fine too! i can't exactly remember, but i don't think they trained them to fight at the garrison. I think it would be nice if reader helped them at the start with their stances and such.

ty for reading this, regardless of if you get to it ^-^

Being Allura’s Bodyguard Headcanons

I LOVE THIS IDEA😻😻😻 IMMA MAKE THIS A FEM!READER CUZ IM A SUCKER FOR FEMALE GUARDS 🤪🤪 this feels all over the place BUT IGNORE IT

This feels a little weird though, let me know if I did you justice🤨💔

OH MY GOSH BODYGUARD READER???

UM YES PLEASE

If you were put to sleep with Allura and Coran, that means Alfor REALLY trusted reader

You probably trained to be Allura’s guard specifically as you both grew up

So that means you were around each a lot as children and teens

I think reader might be a year or two older than Allura, so in a way you grew to be protective of the younger girl, naturally

She was always able to confide in you no matter what, whether it was about a problem that bothered her or complaining about her potential suitors

I think because y’all spent so much time together, a little crush might form between yall

But being her bodyguard, you knew you had a duty to uphold and couldn’t let silly feelings get in the way of that (much to her dismay)

You would always playfully roll your eyes whenever she tried using a pickup line on you

When you guys wake up from the pods, despite your drowsiness, you’re immediately at Allura’s side, pushing away the weird creature with round ears from her

Like your sword is drawn out and pointed to Lance, ready to attack if the group in front of you poses themselves as a threat

Yeah, the group decides that it’s best to take several steps away from you LMAO

You’re always by Allura’s side no matter what, the princess being your main priority

You’re kinda like her shadow, always standing guard, waiting for the unexpected

I think reader would begin falling hard for the Allura (much to her delight) when she saves her from a life or death situation

The whole point of being her bodyguard was to protect her, but seeing how she risked her own life to drag you to safety made your heart flutter

Like no one had ever done that for you😭

You were taught and trained to fight for yourself, trained to protect others

So Allura being the one protecting you led you down in a spiral

And it’s a QUICK spiral, may I add

You begin seeing the princess in a different light

The way not a single hair moves from its placement when she’s fighting, whether it be training or when out on a mission, entranced you

You admired the way she demanded attention with just her presence alone

And Allura notices these changes AHH

Like this girl is internally screaming when you gently take her hand when you’re trying to bring her away from any danger

I like to think Allura would be flirty with her bodyguard lowkey

They’re used to each other from the years of being together so this isn’t an odd occurrence

But things do change when you begin turning pink whenever she uses her dumb pickup lines

It’s gotten to a point where the princess was able to beat you in a duel for the first time when she randomly blurted one out

(You claimed that you were feeling a little sick that day lol)

Even despite the fun flirting and knowing looks shared between you two, you would still be hesitant to start an actual relationship with Allura

You have so much respect for the passed King Alfor that you want to continue being the bodyguard for his daughter

You feel like you might be betraying his trust if you start pursuing his daughter

Coran would tell you to go for though if you talk to him about it

He knew Alfor best, so hearing him say that the king would want you and Allura to be happy, you immediately go to the princess

You confess and she’s just jumping on you in pure joy cuz FINALLY

The rest is HISTORY as you guys finally pursue each other AHHH

You’re a much more gentler bodyguard, you’re less tense when out of the castle and honestly just enjoying every moment with Allura

Instead of protecting Allura, you both fight along side each other

The respect you guys have for the other is just so UGH!!! If Allura wants to fight her own battles, you watch from a close distance

Honestly you guys make each other better I can’t even

And because you’re less intense now that you’re with Allura, you treat the team with much more patience

Since they had no idea how to fight at first (most of them at least), you offer to train them

Altean style😍

They wouldn’t take you seriously at first, except Shiro, until you bodyslam Keith to the ground when he gets too cocky with his attacks

After that, they take training very seriously LMAO

You taught Shiro and Keith how to fight efficiently when in close range, showing them fighting techniques that they could also use if they don’t have their weapons

You teach Hunk and Lance how to properly use their guns, showing them the right positions to hold their weapons as to not injure themselves

And with Pidge, you show her how to use her weapon in general because of how unique it is compared to the others weapons

They grow to become strong fighters, you may even shed a tear, happy you were able to help them

You’re still able to demolish them even after everything you all have been through though

Every now and then you guys hold a tournament to see whose the best fighter, you still winning most of the times

Except when you go against Lance for some reason, he’s a slippery one you need to keep an eye on💀

You grow to care for everyone in your own way, vowing to protect them when if it ever came down to it

Being Allura’s bodyguard is honestly a very rewarding duty

She appreciates everything you do and risk to keep her safe, and she promises to do the same for you

I also think you’re the voice of reason for her cuz y’all remember when they went through that dimension jumping portal? And how Allura believed those Alteans were the same ones she knew

You would be there to let her down gently, even comforting her after that entire ordeal happens

You’re her rock, being an emotional support for the princess whenever she needs it

Out of the entire team, I’m like 99% sure that bodyguard!reader is the greenest flag out of everyone

Allura won the lottery honest, her bodyguard being her lover😫😫😫‼️‼️

You’re always by her side, through thick and thin, no matter what happens to you guys

Loyalty is literally your middle name heehee

#allura x reader #voltron allura x reader #Allura Voltron x reader #voltron x reader #vld x reader #voltron legendary defender x reader #voltron legendary defender #x reader #voltron #vld #allura vld #vld allura #vld headcanons #voltron headcanons #headcanons #allura #voltron allura

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archaiclumina · 16 days

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✩♬₊˚.🎧Five songs I'm into right now!⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧▶︎

Tagged in one of my fav type of tag games by the marvelous @iron-sparrow and @dragonsongmakhali! Ty both so much for thinking of me!! I live to share tunes! (And partake in all the good stuff everyone else shares when these come around!)

(Also, I nicked your idea, Iron, and added the lyrics I liked too c': thanks fren! hahah )

I've included YouTube and Spotify links for folks who use both platforms. I am into a few songs atm! Not all Blorbette related. If they appear on the playlist I curate with my husband for our ragtag bunch of OCs I have marked them with a ✩ c:

Take Me To The River - Lorde's cover of Talking Heads Spotify | YouTube

Sixteen candles, there on my wall. And here I am, the biggest fool of them all.

Talking Heads are one of my all time favourite bands. Last year I read David Byrne's book about music and it was amazing! Anyway, I absolutely love when new artists I love cover old bands I love. Turns out Lorde (and others) just released a whole tribute album to one of the best albums of all time, Stop Making Sense. Lorde has been a big mainstay for me since 2012! Most of Lorde's covers bop too and this is absolutely no exception.

New Love - Ziggy Alberts✩ Spotify | YouTube

But if I stay like this what could become of everything dear that I've done? Like damming rivers that lead to seas, I've got to trust that some new love will find it's way back to me.

This song was just released last week! I was so happy! I love Ziggy, he's one of my fav young Aussie artists! It was a joy to be able to put him on the playlist for the Blorbettes. Like many of the songs husbo and I throw on there, it's not lyrically perfect for a setting like XIV. But it's got the right vibes.

War Pigs - T-Pain✩ Spotify | YouTube

Yeah time will tell on their power minds, making war just for fun (yeah) Treating people just like pawns in chess. Wait 'til their judgement day comes. This particular one is a Cal/Leon number and not related to the Blorbettes . But. When my husband played me this last year after adding it to our playlist, it absolutely blew me away and I have not stopped listening to it almost daily since. Even Ozzy agrees about it being the best cover of War Pigs ever, so I feel justified.

Eurus - The Oh Hellos Spotify | YouTube

But still the bait hanging from the string is calling my name. And like the wind it slips again, out of my fingers.

This is probably an all time fav song. It's on one of my non XIV writing playlists and so it has been on heavy rotation in my head and my heart for a long, long time now. And probably will be forever c': What I love most about it is the length and the way it builds and stops suddenly. It's a short song, that is very full, right until the moment it's over. A lot like the message in its lyrics!

Rings - Aesop Rock Spotify | YouTube

Shapes falling out of the fringe. All heart though we would have made cowardly kings. They will chop you down just to count your rings.

I am a big Aesop Rock fan. My husband got me into him many years ago and although he has many more recent tracks than this; including some wicked 8-bit tunes, this is probably my favorite song of his. It's also very vibes for me atm because work related shenanigans which I shan't give my precious blog space to any more than that c':

I thought about tagging some moots, but actually guys, I love music so much I'm leaving this as an open tag to all of you! I'd love to know what all the folks in our tumblr neighbourhood are listening to! Recommend me tunes! <33

#tag game #music #rare ooc #thank you so much guys!#I had so much fun deciding what tracks to choose in the end hahaha c':

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celestie0 · 20 days

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I've been dying laughing at other people suggestions about the date at the beach!

I can also imagine Satoru playing beach volleyball with the reader and letting her win. Or play with the frat boys, and be extremely aggressive. Another thing I like to think is that Satoru and the reader would like to collect shells on the beach, and Gojo would help and watch over her.

The headcannon of Satoru being afraid of big dogs is hilarious! Imagine a six-foot-tall man scared of his girlfriend's dog. Like, whenever he goes to her house, he makes sure the dog is locked in another room or outside.

Yes, I am a lover of studying history. Especially if it's classical antiquity and medieval history! I think it's interesting and cute that you have this type of memories and relationship with museums, because a lot of people don't like it.

I like to imagine that the reader and Satoru are appreciating a beautiful Greek statue and the reader begins to explain the canon of polykleitos (law of proportion in which the size of Greek statues are equivalent to seven heads), and Satoru without understanding what hell she's saying. Or he would compare her face or body to the statue. That would be very romantic!

I even considered writing a fanfic with Gojo x Reader, about history, but I don't know if people would want to read it…

I think that's it, Bye~

(Sorry if I wrote something odd, but english is not my first language.)

HIIII my love and yea same i was dying laughing too is2g you all know gojo so well bc the headcanons are TOO perfect 🤣🤣

OMG gojo wld be soooo competitive in beach volleyball 😭 but as soon as they switch teams n she’s on the opposing side, he lets her win 🤣😪🥴😖🥰 AWW I LOVE COLLECTING SEASHELLS THATS SO CUTE def reader’s idea

and i knowww right omg just this 6’3 man that runs up a tree when he sees a big dog pls. ok but thats me tho fr (minus the being six foot part)

AWW i love thattt also the fun fact ab the greek statues is so interestng ty sharing <33 him comparing her to ART 😩 i imagine gojo’s the type of guy to be accidentally romantic lmfaoaooa

OH HONEY IF U WROTE THAT I’d READ IT PLS TAG MEEE!! that sounds like such a cute idea plus you know a lot about history so it would be a joy to read from you!! i always think its cool when authors know a lot ab the source material they’re writing about :”)

thanks uuu my dear for the ask n omg your english is wonderful <33 hope u have a lovely day!!

#crying thinking ab satoru being a super competitive person but then letting his gf win to make her happy #kickoff #asks

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armystrong980 · 2 years

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Chapter 3: A Lifetime for this Moment

Eskel x Reader

A/N : I haven't written in a long time!Please go easy on the comments. I do want to do something different though. I GIVE PERMISSION to let you change up this work however you like. Although all I ask is to tag me in your writting so I can read it as well. :)

Sorry if there are any typos 😅

Characters: Eskel x Reader, Geralt, Cirilla, Lambert, Coen, Triss Merigold, Vesemir

Warnings: Cursing

Geralt, Cirilla and you were headed off to Kaer Morhen. At the last town before the mountains, you gathered up food and other supplies for the journey. It was cold. Very cold. The path was dangerous as there were a lot of windy turns. You could easily fall if you weren't careful. The road was narrow too, all more the fun. As the climb up the mountain began to take its toll on you, you finally made it. You were very happy with the view since Kaer Morhen was huge. You couldn't wait to see the scenery. All of you arrived at the gates way past sunset so everyone will be asleep. You got off your horse, detaching the carriage and placing it near the wall of the castle far from the horse pen. Geralt and Ciri were already inside.

"This place, this is where you trained?"

"Hmmm...This is where I call home."

"I'd rather look at everything when it's light out if you don't mind. Plus I need to sleep this cold off."

"You'll get used to it. Trust me." He then looks at Ciri.

"Cirilla, why don't you and Y/N share a room until tomorrow." She nodded and smiled.

"I think that's a great idea." You give her a small smile. As you follow Geralt you notice the holes in the walls and architecture had been destroyed.

"Was Kaer Morhen attacked?"

"Long ago. I'll tell you more another day." Geralt then stops in front of a room with two beds.

"Here, you two sleep here. I'll let Vesemir know we've arrived, that is, if he's still awake." He smiles.

"Thank you Geralt. Honestly for everything. I know I can be a pain in the ass sometimes but I do appreciate you."

He grunts once more then hugs you. "There's no need for a thank you Y/N. I just hope Triss knows how to heal you." He lets go and walks away. You and Ciri got ready for bed. There wasn't any talk, just a simple glance and a goodnight. Now you couldn't sleep. Eskel was there and you knew you'd see him again. You twisted and turned waiting for the sunrise to show. There was no luck, you were excited to see the handsome Witcher. With your thoughts twisting in your mind you finally drifted off into sleep.

Morning arose. Once you wake you see Cirilla already in the gear you gave her.

"Good Morning! I know it's a bit early but I'm ready for training!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa Cirilla there's no need to rush. How about this, let me get dressed and we'll head down to get some breakfast." She looked defeated.

"Fine...." You got out of bed, took a quick hot bath, then put your armor on. Ciri helped tie the corset backing of your chest piece and then she broke the silence.

"Have you ever killed a man out of cold blood?" You stopped what you were doing.

"There were only a few I had too because their greed and selflessness ruined a treaty for surrender. For others to live there are sacrifices you need to make in order to keep some peace. If we don't, what point is there to living." You continued putting on your boots. Cirilla finished tying you up. She nodded at you saying she understood what you told her.

"C'mon, let's say hello to everyone." You both head down stairs where you were greeted by the gang.

"Oh look who it is! Thought you weren't fucking coming?"

"Geralt apparently changed my mind." You looked over to Geralt and pointed at him for a second. You turned back your gaze to Lambert. He laughs and gets off his seat to give you a small hug.

"Well it's about fucking time."

"I'm glad you guys let me stay for the winter. Maybe in the meantime I can give you all sparing lessons."

"You, sparring lessons? Don't make me laugh." Lambert then takes a double take and looks at your armor.

"Hey where did you get that?"

"Oh, this old thing, I've only had it for centuries." His eyes went wide. Cirilla laughed and went to get some breakfast.

"There's a reason why she's actually here lambert. Here, take a walk with me." Geralt goes to you first and whispers.

"Eskel is training, wait for me to find him and we'll give him a surprise." You smirk and nod back at him. He then leaves with Lambert and Coen to tell them what has been going on. You get some fruit and sit next to Ciri. You put your sword on the table and she looks at you confused.

"You know as a fun fact the sword I gave you was the first sword ever given to me by the Elves."

"The Elves? Did you help them?"

"I did. In fact I helped them out a lot. Many of them would have lost their lives if I didn't step in when I did. They would've been executed. All of them. What a bloodbath."

"What about the one you carry on you." She pointed to the one on the table. You pick it up.

"This one I made myself. I made it out of 3 swords that broke over the years."

"May I see it?" You hand it to her. When she takes it she has a tough time lifting it.

"Gods this is heavy." You chuckle.

"It's made to be that way." You see Geralt come back with Lambert and Coen. Lambert's face was different. He was shocked like he had seen a ghost. Geralt goes to you and Ciri.

"Cirilla you will be training with Coen today. Y/N and I have something to discuss." She looked bummed out.

"It's alright. I'll teach you a move or two later." She nods and goes with Coen.

"I'm going to go find Eskel. You stay here for a minute." As he walks off you sneakily follow him. You straggled behind but you heard him and Eskel talking. You listen in.

"....I Haven't seen you this sore since Vesemir tanned our hides for tying that thread to the bumblebee's leg." Eskel laughs.

"It wasn't the thread that was the problem, it was the jug tied to the other end of it."

"If you don't leave that bee in peace, you'll feel my sting again."

"See you're just like him."

"We're all just like him. We won't get any rest. None of us will have any peace until there are no monsters left in the world. Until our life's mission is complete."

"Which will be never. 'Cause what else would we do?"

"Exactly." You hear a pair of footsteps coming back and their voices closer. This was it.

Geralt comes first, eyeing you then smiles. He put his hand on my shoulder.

"Don't worry he's behind me." He walks off. You stand there hearing his boots pat on the ground. He turns the corner and looks up, stopping in his tracks with a wide smile upon his face.

"Y/N!?" He runs towards you scooping you up in his arms spinning you around. You wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his torso.

"I'm so sorry I didn't come back. I shouldn't have left you like that. God what was I thinking?" He lets you down but still hugs you.

"Hey don't blame yourself. We're both here now, that's what matters." He looks in your eyes. You pull back the strand of hair out of his face and put it behind his ear. You then cradle the side of his face with your hand.

"You have no idea how much I've missed you." He smirks. His eyes land on yours then down to your lips then to your eyes again. He leans in making sure it's ok. As you lean in your noses touch. That's when you hear a person clear their throat behind you. Immediately he lets you go and you two seperate. You looked at the figure and noticed it was Vesemir.

"Y/N, Geralt told me of your arrival. " You go up to him. To your surprise he gave you a hug.

"How's the shoulder?" You patched him up the last time you came to Kaer Morhen. Vesemir had a broken shoulder and you managed to fix him up in 2 days.

"Much better thanks to you." He lets go. He looks at you and Eskel.

"You know Y/N, Witchers aren't allowed to fall in love. That's just how it is. If you two fall in love it will be for life. Do you understand?" You and Eskel nod.

"I'm not usually the one who would let any of this happen but I feel a destiny upon the both of you." He looked upset and you caught on to that.

"Y/N, the reason why I came to find you is because Triss is here to see you. She would like a meeting with you, me, Geralt, Cirilla and Eskel. " You thought your heart had stopped.

"Already so soon?" He nods.

She wants the meeting now?" He nods again.

"May I have a minute."

"Take as much time as you need. The meeting will be held in the lab." He walks off. You turn to Eskel with tears in your eyes.

"Dove your heart rate is unbelievably fast." He pulls you into his embrace. You hug him tightly around his waist as he rubs comforting circles on your back.

"I'm so scared Eskel. I've never been this scared before in my life." You look up at him, tears staining your cheeks.

"I've died many times, too many to count. If I die today--" He wiped away your tears.

" Dove....breathe with me. In and out. In and out." You followed his breathing and it slowed your heart rate a bit. He then lets go of you for a quick second. He wiped your tears away.

"No matter what goes on in that room. No matter what happens or what they say, I'm never leaving you again. Consider this as a promise." He pulled away to look you in the eye and you knew he wasn't lying.

"I'll take you up on that promise." A little more relaxed you giggle. He smiles at your sudden change in emotion.

"We should head over." You smile and nod. He holds out his arm for you to hold to walk down the hallways with him. You gladly accept.

The pit in your stomach was far from welcoming. Destiny may yet side with you or take a turn for the worst. Will your death be today or will you find a new purpose in living. Eskel has shown you love, care, and kindness. He had shown he loves you and that he won't leave your side. The only thing is you're scared you'll leave him....

#spn imagines #witcher x reader #eskel #eskel x y/n #eskel x reader #eskel imagines #witcher eskel #netflix eskel

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hello! i just finished reading your recent meta and wanted to say it was a really good read and very interesting. i wasnt sure if i was going to read it at first because i dont particularly have a strong opinion on the whole discourse thing. i personally love gnc style but i also understand some of the problems people have with making kyle more feminine and stan more masculine. im not like the biggest fan of suuuper masculine jock manly guy stan tbh. i can still enjoy fanworks, im not going to complain lol. but i really appreciated everything you talked about in canon on the show and showing how matt and trey portray him as like.. just some fucking guy sometimes lol. i think it really helped me appreciate that aspect of his character better? as an american football hater i would roll my eyes when ppl pointed out his little bronco interest/merch. and its not like suddenly now i think its cute, bc i always thought stan was cute about it. with everything actually. but like, ugh, idk if im wording this right so excuse me on that!! just love the idea of him supposed to be this ideal kind of idea of masculinity and enjoying what can be seen as like 'typical guy things' or w.e but still wanting to explore femininity and being gnc. the cissy is such an interesting ep for me with stan and its something i often go back to and have since been into hc style as that couple that explore their identity and stuff together. and like basically i guess what im saying is ty for further diminishing the whole goth vs jock line, for me. there is so much to stan and i just... i rly love him. omg im sorry to ramble about stan and being deranged about my own hcs/ideas of him on your kyle meta lol. i am feminine kyle enjoyer as well so i truly enjoyed reading everything. im really glad i decided to read your meta! its just something i didn't expect to like and take away from the whole thing was the differences you put out there with stan and kyle. also something i really appreciated was your tone in your writing? it doesnt come off as passive aggressive or like youre pulling out 'receipts'. youre just sharing some points in canon that help you have fun and see reason for why you like what you like. thank you for sharing with us.

THANK YOU SO MUCH!! And I think you're wording it perfectly!!

I'm SO glad you got something out of it!! Stan being just some fucking guy is honestly one of the most charming things about him to me; I'm also not a huge fan of American football (or most sports, really) but who are we to stop him from just being That Guy. He IS so cute all around and that has to be one of the cutest things about him... YOU GET IT!!

Stan really is king joth and it makes me SO happy I can blur that line for you a little more; both jock Stan and goth Stan are SUCH good portrayals and they really don't have to be mutually exclusive. And same with your thoughts on gnc Stan!! Him being a traditionally masculine kind of guy with some gnc qualities is a super fun idea/headcanon, and I'm so so glad I could contribute to that!!

TBH my inbox's whole purpose is for people to be deranged into, so NEVER APOLOGIZE FOR THAT!! I always 100% welcome it and this message was such a delight to get honestly. And THANK YOU SO MUCH about the comment about my tone... it's something I really try to be conscious of so your compliment means a lot!!!

Thank YOU for reading it!! <3

#WHY SO MANY NICE ANON MESSAGES RECENTLY!!!#thank you so much though!!! <3 <3 #i loved waking up to this #asks

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peachpitss · 2 years

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finished reading your deltarune and ut tics and i am so fascinated by the player's presence and the way you write them!!!

like, they appear to be this powerful, otherworldly entity, with compassion and hostility untold, but in reality they're just Some Guy™

like, i guessed from the whole 'skip his dialogue' section that this was someone who'd watched a play through and wanted to fight sans, but couldn't get past him and rage quit. which is a very relatable experience, but in the context of the Universe its absolutely terrifying.

This Some Guy has caused untold suffering, and continues to harm their host, but... they don't know that? i mean, they do, we all do, but we don't know know that, on the level that the characters understand. is a no mercy runner who goes on to play deltarune in a pacifist fashion someone hiding from their true nature like a coward? no! of course not! and the game cannot punish you for that, because you are just exploring the avenues it gave you. and it feels mean, from mr fox's end

of course, this gives way for fanfic to explore these questions from the character's perspective, so ty for sharing your fic :D

finally have time to sit down and answer this!! first of all, this is SUCH a sweet message. thank you so much for taking the time to send me all of your thoughts! with the deltarune fics (particularly "arcane apocrypha") it was definitely all about how a presence like the player would be interpreted by the characters in canon, but in a much more meta way. it was fun to play on the idea of eldritch horror there + i wanted to envision how the characters who are aware of the player would interpret differing/inconsistent inputs from them. how can you interpret the character of an entity that appears benevolent 99% of the time, but the other 1% of the time veers off the rails entirely into depravity? they'd surely feel really unknowable and mysterious, even if it's Just Some GuyTM trying to mimic something they saw a let's player do on twitch or something. haha whereas with the UT fic approach, it was a lot less...medium-aware, if that makes sense? the DR fic knows it's a game, the UT fic does not. and i find that a lot scarier, in some ways. the idea of someone reaching down and controlling you but not being entirely aware of what's going on or where outside influence might end and your own desires or actions begin. that version of the player is ABSOLUTELY someone who rage quit the no mercy route and reset. haha! i wanted to own that player input matters in all routes, but it was hard to work that in without losing focus so i added a small bit of dialogue mentioning that "the voice" may have been present in multiple timelines, but that it was all a blur. i think investigating what that maybe less jarring influence might look like in a...less stabby timeline would be interesting in the future, but i'm not sure if it's something folks would want to read. i may write it anyways for myself! (: you're absolutely on to something here in that at the end of the day, UTDR is here to explore tropes and tell a story. and that it shouldn't be taken as a litmus test for someone's actual morality or anything. how can we possibly gain anything from a narrative with which we refuse to engage? we really shouldn't feel bad about playing, because we're supposed to. i personally don't think DR will end in a way that is strictly accusatory because i don't think toby would want to punish us for playing his game, per se. i've seen people express distress and say that they feel bad for playing DR. but at the end of the day, even with their meta commentaries, these games are meant to be played. we can't possibly crack open their shells and slurp up that good good lore juice if we don't. and these are stories that are certainly valuable experiences. i've said it before, but fanon is frequently much edgier and much less charitable than anything toby fox would write himself. so we should all keep playing and appreciating his story. (: anyways, fanfic is a great place to explore these story implications and take them to their current logical conclusions. so i'm glad you enjoyed the ride! thanks again for this really thoughtful message! <3

#abby.txt #ask #undertale #deltarune #for tag blocking in cas you don't wanna see it haha #long post /#what a kind anon! so sorry for the wait i was out of town for a bit this week!#i'm so tired i hope this all makes sense!

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SIERICE OML SOTS CHAPTER 4 IS THE BEST THING EVER

i copied some of my favourite parts to comment on them lol

He blinked hard, hoping that the names of those lost would stop playing behind his eyes like the world's most awful PowerPoint presentation.

this is the most apollo thing i’ve ever read i love it

“...But I might consider if it means I don’t need to listen to this guy.” She finished smugly, jabbing a thumb in his direction.

UGH I LOVE THEIR DYNAMIC SM

Apollo’s past-self scowled at him, his expression clearly saying how much he regretted giving Leo the instructions to get the Physician’s cure. (Apollo could sympathize. Those six weeks with him and Calypso had not been fun.)

sksks i laughed so hard at this, because i feel like it really represents how petty apollo is

“You are not a street urchin” He agreed, mostly so that she wouldn’t bite him in front of the whole Council.

i love how he’s just going back on his early statements to avoid megs wrath😭😭 it’s beautiful

Percy crossed his arms, his face like that of an obstinate baby that didn’t want to spit out the sand they were eating.

YOUR WRITING I CANT- I LOVE IT ITS LITERALLY SO GOOD

Percy was shaking Meg's hand like they had just done a business deal, thanking her for not dragging him into this, all while roaring with laughter.

yes.

I raised my face to the heavens . … recording my humiliation to share on Snapchat. Cecil Markowitz, layer of the terrible beat (long story), tilted his head from left to right, like he was letting this information evenly spread through his brain like paint.

“You guys have Snapchat?” He asked.

Hermes thumped his son’s back. “Of course we do!”

Cecil nodded meekly, no doubt wondering the horrors that could be over there.

OMFG JANSKSKSKS IDK HOW I MISSED THIS WHEN I FIRST READ THO. also all i can think of is like zeus sending jawline pics or poseidon with his trident and jawline and snapping random mortals from quick add😭😭

-in conclusion; I LOVE YOUR WRITING SO MUCH, and you capture lester and megs essence so well (omg my brain tried to say mester and leg), also you’ve made my night. also don’t forget you’re awesome<333

Hello Danny!!! 💛💛

ASDFJASDF OMG DANNY. YOU HAVE NO IDEA JUST HOW MUCH SEROTONIN THIS ONE ASK GAVE ME. LIKE- SDAFHSDF THIS WAS SO SWEET TO REASD, ILYSMM 😭😭💚💚💚

this is the most apollo thing i’ve ever read i love it

Ty!! This line came to me just before I was about to post the chapter sksksksk, I'm glad it worked <333

UGH I LOVE THEIR DYNAMIC SM

YES SKSKSKSK 🤍🤍 Meg and Lester are just <333 the best-

sksks i laughed so hard at this, because i feel like it really represents how petty apollo is

Sksksks yes 🤣🤣 He may have had 6 months of character development, but he's still incredibly petty <333

i love how he’s just going back on his early statements to avoid megs wrath😭😭 it’s beautiful

Pfff yeah- though lets be honest, Meg would TOTALLY do that in front of all the gods 😂😂

YOUR WRITING I CANT- I LOVE IT ITS LITERALLY SO GOOD

AJFASD TYYY 😭😭 IDK THAT PART JUST CAME TO ME- LIKE HE JUST GAVE ME THOSE VIBES SKSKSKSK

yes.

My man is so annoyed of the gods, he's just glad that someone else is taking care of these guys sksksk

DANNY. DANNY I JUST- OK SO WHEN I FIRST READ THIS PART I ABSOLUTELY LIKE JUST BURST OUT WHEEZING AND GASPING WITH LAUGHTER. YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO BE THIS FUNNY DANNY ADLFKSFDLKDFS. The idea that the gods use snapchat to talk to random mortals is SO cursed and I hope you know that I am so glad to have read this. You're brain is just- so big Danny. OH the headcannons about that sksksks- just- absolutely wild 🤣🤣🤣

sfhdsdfjksdf 😭😭😭 No YOU are awesome 🥺🥺💚💚💚 You're so very sweet Danny 💛💛💛 You even took the time to write all this I'm just- You're so very kind Danny <333 😭😭💙💙💙

SLDJFHAS MESTER AND LEG I'M-

#danny my beloved <333 #💙💙💙💙💙💙#💛🤎💛🤎#ask #mutuals ask #Secrets of the Sun #long post

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a-queer-seminarian · 3 years

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I am trying to read more theology and I would love to know what texts have been most important to you? I am not a super academic person so things that are modestly accessible would be great, but also I am trying to push myself to read more challenging texts! ty so much!

Oooh what a fun question -- I’ve offered people book recs before, but never one that’s specifically the texts that have been most important to me.

To start, i recommend my #books tag on my other blog for way more books than the ones I’ll list here -- not every post in that tag is relevant to your question here, but some are. Here’s a list of the posts that are relevant to your request -- you’ll see that on most of them, I note how accessible vs academic or dense a text seemed to me.

a list of recs for theology that’s helpful in this 2020 climate of pandemic and protest.

a list of recs for books about being queer and Christian

And now for a list of theological texts that have been most important to me -- deeply impacting how I read the Bible, how I relate to God or to other humans or to creation, etc.:

The basics

I have to include Christian Doctrine by Shirley Guthrie on this list...

simply because it was the first book I read when trying to figure out what Reformed Protestants believe after growing up Catholic. It’s actually a fairly easy read -- it’s longish, and not like the most riveting book you’ve ever read, but dang it has great stuff in it. It made me way more excited to enter the PC(USA) denomination than I’d been before reading it -- before, I felt like i was mainly running from the crappy parts of the Roman Catholic Church; after reading it, i realized i could also be running to the beautiful parts of Reformed theology!

But yeah, if you’re looking for a book that helps solidify in your mind concepts like the Trinity, or sin, or divine inspiration....this is a great book for that! (Assuming you want to learn about those things from a(n LGBT affirming) Reformed Protestant lens.

If you wanna read tons of excerpts from this text before deciding whether you want to read the whole thing, I posted a lot of passages from it in this tag over here.

Inspired by Rachel Held Evans

this is the best book I can think of for non-academics who want to learn about reading the Bible in a way that confronts rather than ignores/accepts its more disturbing passages.

If you need help figuring out how to read the Bible without a fundamentalist / literalist lens, this is the book for you.

Holy Envy: Finding God in the Faith of Others by Barbara Brown Taylor

Very important if you want to practice a Christianity that doesn’t pit you against people of other (or no) faiths -- and very easy to read

Books that helped me develop a liberationist + queer + disabled theology

Justin Tanis’ book Transgendered was super important to me when i was first getting into trans theology...

However, the language in it isn’t particularly accessible -- it’s not horribly dense but I would now recommend OtherWise Christian by Chris Paige instead. Paige quotes from Tanis -- and many other foundational trans theologians! -- and does a great job of making their scholarly language a lot more accessible to non-academics. Ach yeah, OtherWise Christian is what you wanna read to get deep into the academia of trans theology without having to wade through the denser older books yourself.

If you do want to read some of Tanis’ book, you can read my fave chapters as pdfs here.

I’d also recommend Austen Hartke’s Transgender and Christian YouTube channel and my website blessedarethebinarybreakers.com for more trans theology presented in simpler language!

Disability: The Inclusive Church Resource by John M. Hull

Nancy Eiseland’s The Disabled God is also, like, foundational to a lot of disability theology but it’s not the easiest read. The last two chapters are the best part in my opinion.

For more great resources on disability theology, including some of my own writing (which is, I hope, easy to read), see this Google Doc i compiled once and also my disability theology tag.

Jesus and the Disinherited by Howard Thurman.

It’s a bit more academic / written more formally than some of the books on here cuz it’s older, but it’s also short and if you can get through even just the first two or three chapters you’ll have absorbed material that i promise you’ll be thinking about for a long, long time to come.

God of the Oppressed by James Cone

So foundational. Another classic by him is The Cross and the Lynching Tree. These books are both more academic but yeah, foundational stuff.

The only full text I’ve read by Gustavo Gutiérrez is On Job but I’ve read a lot of excerpts from other stuff by him...

You’ve gotta read at least a little bit of this guy to help you understand liberation theology as it originated in Latin America. Unfortunately, I do think he’s much more academic so not an “easy” read at all -- you could try to find other authors who sum up his ideas and works and offer fundamental excerpts in his own words, if you try to dig into something he’s written and find it too tough

But yeah, his book On Job in particular really helped me start figuring out “theodicy” -- the question of why there is suffering in the world / what God’s role in suffering is. But I had a lot of trouble figuring out what Gutiérrez was saying at a lot of points in the book, and I’ve been reading academic texts for like a decade now!! So if you try to read it and find it’s just too much, don’t feel bad. I only was able to get a real handle on this book after discussing it in a seminary classroom with a teacher helping us.

If you wander through my #theodicy tag, you’ll find my own understandings of suffering as shaped by On Job without having to read the book yourself! You also might like Everything Happens by Kate Bowler for a great look on suffering.

Native: Identity, Belonging, and Rediscovering God by Kaitlin B. Curtice (progressive Christian + citizen of the Potawatomi nation)

This book is truly incredible in that its language invites you in and reads like a devotional while making powerful statements about settler colonialism and assimilation and stuff. So so so good.

When it comes to books that have deeply enriched, like, my “personal” prayer life / relationship with God:

Learning to Walk in the Dark and An Altar in the World by Barbara Brown Taylor (Episcopal background)

This author’s books are all so easy to read, and so so so full of wisdom. If you want your theology served to you in a less “so this is theology” kind of way and more of a devotional kind of way, this is the author for you.

Also she’s super popular among non-academics and academics alike so it’s easy to find people to discuss her work with!

An Altar in the World is about finding God outside of church, in the everyday, in the “secular”...

Learning to Walk in the Dark is about forming a faith that can survive and actually nourish you during the struggles of life (as opposed to what she calls a “full solar Christianity”)

A Tree Full of Angels by Sister Macrina Wiederkehr (Catholic nun)

this one is a little bit more formal in style, but not bad if you read it like i did, which was as a devotional where i’d only read a section or two each evening. It focuses on finding the divine in the most mundane of things -- see here for some posts sharing short excerpts from it.

Wow this got long....sorry about that! And if you were hoping for more shorter works, like articles instead of whole books, let me know and I can dig through my seminary stuff and share my faves!

#wellofloneliness #recs #books #theology #about me #list

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missmorosis · 3 years

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Sokka S/O Headcanons!

from my matchups <3

i found a couple of em cute and decided to combine em all LSKDJFLKSDF

i got rid of the ones that were too specific to the person, but other than that, here you gooooo

here’s the zuko version, if you’re interested!

aang version here!

suki’s version here!!

toph, ty lee, and katara’s here!

if you like hugs, he’s your man

he loves giving you hugs

he’ll SQUISH you

but issokay- YOU LOVE IT LKSJDFLSJDF

⊷⋆⊶

just THINK about the art dates you two would have

“okay okay, just try to guess what this is”

he would eagerly shove his drawings into yours

you would have no idea what it is- poor baby i- he tried, okay

MEANWHILE he loves loves loves your art sm and thinks its SO GOOD

he would def try to recreate some of your art and it would just be the sweetest thing 🥺💖 even if it doesn’t look exactly the same :)

even though he’s not nearly as good

its something both of you enjoy!

“LOOK AT MY DRAWING!!” “wow sokka... it’s.. great! what about mine??” “it’s great, but not as good as mine 😎”

⊷⋆⊶

yall could sass each other back and forth

both of you would MAYBE hate each other sometimes but then yall would get along so well AHHHHHH

probably would tease each other a lot???

⊷⋆⊶

he’s pretty kindhearted- although sometimes he may tend to focus on goals and whatnot

and sometimes he can be a bit... aggressive?? is that the word lskdjflskdf

ANYWAYS

overall, he’s a caring person <3

he will TOTALLY put in as much effort into the relationship, if not more!!

HE LOVES YOU AND HE WANTS TO SHOW IT

⊷⋆⊶

he’ll totally throw a bunch of parties for you!!

“hi sokka i’m ho-” “SURPRISEEEE” “what’s the... occasion?” “NO REASON!!”

HE LOVES YOU HE LOVES YOU HE LOVES YOU

⊷⋆⊶

he is definitely someone you can have fun with!!

it’ll never be boring with him as your s/o

tell me yall wouldn’t have prank wars

whether it’s you drawing on Sokka’s face when he’s asleep (which is often) or him replacing your toothpaste with frosting- it goes on forever, and none of you mention it directly

SOMETIMES it gets annoying, but issokay cuz you prank him back :D

the gaang def finds it annoying tho

“DID YOU TWO DO THIS.” “of course 😏”

LOTS of laughter between the two of you <3

⊷⋆⊶

he’ll take you on trips to the beach

he’ll totally splash you in the waves

“DUDE SOKKA DO NOT-”

too late-you’re already drenched in sea water 🤪

looking for crabs together!!

“I FOUND ONE” “QUICK GRAB IT AHHHHH”

⊷⋆⊶

or mayhaps a walk at the park!!

he just wants you by his side the whole time

crunching on dry leaves in the fall :D

yall would go out for ice cream after hehe

⊷⋆⊶

movies for dayysssss

he’ll totally watch movies with you!!

you guys would have movie nights every Friday~

he WILL cry if it’s a sad movie (no shame in that tho I CRY ALL THE TIME WHEN WATCHING MOVIES)

“h-he’s deAD 😭😭😭”

he has definitely cried while watching up. definitely.

you would totally be comfortable with sokka!

he’ll make you feel SO SO loved

he’s literally so supportive and you would feel right at home with him :)

⊷⋆⊶

yall can quote tiktoks and vines together

“uhm chile anyways”

*debby ryan*

“can you read this for me sokka?” “no because what up, i’m jared, i’m 19, and i never fking learned how to read” “SOKKA JUST READ THIS FOR ME PLEASE”

⊷⋆⊶

10000/10 supportive baby

if you’re into music, he’ll go to EVERY SINGLE PERFORMANCE 💕

even if it’s a dress rehearsal

he’s screaming your name, cheering so loud lskjdflskdjf

⊷⋆⊶

if you like to flirt, he’ll flirt back

will OCCASIONALLY get flustered at first

but pickup lines with this dudeee

⊷⋆⊶

if you like skating, HE’LL SKATEBOARD WITH YOU!!

he kinda gives me skater boy vibes 😎

you two would skateboard around the neighborhood

if it’s during the day, you would skate and talk at the same time

can you even skate and talk at the same time sljkdflkjsdf IDK IDK

if it’s late at night, you would skate to an ice cream place that’s still open

he’ll get you ice cream, and yall would chill together for a bit :D

⊷⋆⊶

GOING TO CONVENTIONS WITH SOKKA

if you like to cosplay, he’ll take you to a convention

he’s there for the food ngl

you’ll cosplay together!!

yall would probably have a cute matching costume :D

⊷⋆⊶

2am convossss

“is water wet?”

“oh my gosh sokka it’s 2 in the morning. But no, water isn’t wet.”

“but like… water makes stuff wet.”

“yes, but it’s not wet. can water be dry? no.”

“OHH. okay. good night.”

“good night <3”

“... what about me? am I wet? hm. not yet 😏”

LSDKJFLSKJDFLKSJDF ANYWAYS

⊷⋆⊶

he’ll be so so happy when you get him gifts

“YOU THOUGHT OF ME 🥺😭💕”

“of course!!”

⊷⋆⊶

hiking to the top of a mountain together hehe

“let me carry you if you’re tired!!”

stubborn you would reply “i’m perfectly capable of walking mysel-”

too bad you’re already on his back lsjdfkl

⊷⋆⊶

he loves to braid your hair when you’re reading!!

it gives his hands something to do

he’ll chat with you and braid at the same time!!

the braid itself isn’t very good, but the time spent together is 🥺

⊷⋆⊶

please cook for him omg- he’ll love all the food you make him!

“THIS IS THE BEST THING I’VE EVER TASTED!” “Let me try some.” “NO, I’M NOT SHARING WITH YOU. MAKE YOUR OWN.” “SOKKA, I MADE THIS FOR BOTH OF US.”

he’ll lift the food out of reach and you end up giving up 😔

⊷⋆⊶

SHOPPING DATES WITH SOKKA!!

you guys would go to a mall or outlet together!

first, get a snack, like a pretzel or a smoothie :D

then yall would head to the clothing shops!

he would choose an outfit for you, and you would choose one for him hehe

make him fashionable 😌

he would either get something really cute OR really fugly on purpose- it depends on his mood

if he wants to laugh at you for a bit, expect something hideous :D

⊷⋆⊶

if you like music, you two would have a playlist yall work on together 👀

“ooh I like this song! Put it in our playlist.” “this song reminds me of you, add it”

⊷⋆⊶

he would make you bookmarks!!

if you like to read, he would make you bookmarks for fun! maybe those photos from the photo booth?? Yknow the line of multiple photos

he would laminate those and decorate them for you to use 😭😭💕

stickers are a bookmark’s best friend :D

and every time you open up a book you see you and sokka posing in the goofiest poses

mY HEART SDLKFJSLDF

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sokka would love ALL of you!!

Including your flaws

in his eyes, you are PERFECT PERFECT OMG WHAT DID HE DO TO DESERVE YOU

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overprotective baby 😌

he will do all that he can to make you feel as safe as you can

he would do ANYTHING for you!!

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would rest his chin on your head when you’re just on your phone or reading, and wrap his arms around you!

sokka would LOVE you and would def make you feel like the most important person in the world

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play a sport? he would CHEER YOU ON and would love that you play a sport like

is so excited for every game/match/practice

would play with you, even if he wasn’t good at it

helps you practice and get better :D

you would help him get better until he masters it

then it turns into a competition between you and him 🤷‍♀️ can’t help it

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you two would have the cutest art-related dates???

just chilling together, sokka drawing and you’re writing

would def make posters for your writing and advertise it for you

“yall see this poster”

“its for y/n’s writing 😌”

“you need to read it”

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you two would talk everyone else’s ears off

everyone’s lowkey tired of you guys

even sokka gets tired of you sometimes 😳

“can you just… shut up for a sec”

“no 💗”

but yall are cute so issokay :D

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hiking trips with sokka hiking trips with sokka hiking trips with sokka

he would be the one planning them, ofc

mapping out the routes and stuff, perfect scheduling

he’ll make sure you guys get home on time

“can we stop for a sec- it looks so pretty here!”

“okay, you have 5 minutes before we need to move on”

“it's all part of my schedule.”

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if you’re anxious, its okay :D

sokka will def help you feel better

will cuddle you

so much.

i hope you like cuddles sldkjflsjkdf

he’ll make Zuko make you tea so you can feel calmer!

this baby literally loves you sm <3

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hope you enjoy hehe <3

#writing #atla #atla headcanons #atla x you #atla x y/n #atla x reader #atla x yn #sokka x reader #sokka x you #sokka x y/n #sokka #sokka headcanon

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thedeathdeelers · 3 years

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Okay so since finals are currently killing me and that means I can’t finish editing here’s another snippet from my Bobby fic (this one hints at juke and ~soulmates~) hope you like it beautiful imène- 🌙

Carrie and Julie are ten when they start talking about music together; the three of them curl onto one of the couches in the living room and Trevor talks to them about pieces of his life. He doesn’t tell them about the Orpheum, the poisonous hotdogs that took away his best friends and bandmates, doesn’t tell them what it feels like to listen to music and carry this regret of not being there in that dark alley dying with his brothers. Instead he tells them about rock music, about guitar riffs, he talks about what it’s like to open for big arenas and hearing the audience shout out your lyrics back at you, and feeling like for a second you are a god. He lets the girls parade around, sometimes with Flynn when she’s not busy taking gymnastics, accepting awards and giving speeches about who they’d thank.

“Sometimes I feel like there’s nothing more important than music,” Julie says one day as they’re sitting listening to ‘his’ first album. “Like the minute I touch the piano I can’t imagine wanting to do anything else. It’s like this weird connection and sharing it with other people makes it more special.”

Shit, Trevor is quiet. He doesn’t have to think hard to know who should be here listening to this small talented kid. Luke would’ve loved to talk to her.

“This is my favorite part,” Julie smiles and Trevor knows they’re listening to his track and that it’s impossible to hear his bandmates singing along - but he swears for a moment he can hear Luke’s voice growling out the lyrics.

“Why this part?” He can’t help but ask. He knows the lyrics, the chords, the stage cues like the back of his hand - the old and the new ones. He also remembers creating the song and who added which parts where; so it really shouldn’t surprise him that Julie’s favorite part is Luke’s.

“I can’t explain it Mr. T,” he doesn’t go by Mr. W or Mr. Wilson because Wilson reminds him of his parents, of being the last name called in homeroom, of being Bobby. “Maybe it’s the lyrics? When all the days felt black and white, those were the best days of my life. Or just the progression from hearing the electric being picked to the drums fusing in? It’s like you can feel the building up to this big moment of epiphany and then the chorus hits and the rhythm guitar comes in and the bass is just making everything build faster and faster. It feels like seizing the moment, like music is bigger than just life, like you don’t exist for a moment and the audience can feel it and-,”

Trevor watches as Julie’s hands fly everywhere in her eagerness to explain what music feels like to her - what their music feels like to her and he can feel his heart picking up speed. He remembers bigger hands, calloused and pale, waving around in a similar fashion and explaining how music makes everyone believe there’s something bigger in the universe than just them. He watches her hands grasp at imaginary chords and notes to explain how music makes her feel alive in a way nothing else can and he can see so vividly Luke jumping on his couch in his parents’ old garage turned studio with the lyrics in his notebook. He can recall them all splayed out on the floor with pizza and soda cans as they scribbled in ideas and chords and solos. He can hear Alex timing his beats to his guitar strums and Reggie saying his solo moment should come close to the end of the song.

He remembers how much fun it was to collaborate on songs together. How Luke would come up with a chorus or a verse or two and ask for their input. How they were always trying to add more solos than a three minute song could have or how they always were advocating for the other member to get a solo. He tries not to think about how he had been messing around with his guitar during rehearsal and Luke had shook his shoulders in excitement.

“Dude! We have to add that solo somewhere in the middle. That was wicked! Would before the pre-chorus work?” Sunset Curves frontman was the shortest of the group but his exuberant personality always made Luke feel and act six feet tall. And as confident he was about his talent, all the members appreciated that he never struggled to immediately applaud them and try and incorporate their ideas into the songs and stage moves. They were brothers, and brothers always looked out for each other.

So, as Julie continues with her piano playing hands, Trevor can’t help but think of Luke and how he would know how to finish her sentence. He wonders if it’s morally correct to quote a dead best friend when you’ve already passed their lyrics off as your own. He wonders how much guilt he can carry before he breaks. But then he looks at Julie’s bright brown eyes and Carrie’s who are quietly listening and watching her friend and he knows Luke would understand.

“Like there’s no more you, it’s just music and it’s energy and it’s magic,” Trevor quotes and as Julie’s eyes widen as if he took the words right from her brain, he feels a small stone hit the bottom of his stomach. Because he never did understand that phrase that Luke would repeat before a gig or rehearsal. All the guys loved music and it had saved each one of them in a different way, but smiling at Julie, Trevor knows no one could breathe and live for music - no one could even try to fully grasp its power - like Luke could. Like Julie could.

Julie who plays the piano and started playing the keyboard when she was five. Julie who takes her keyboard to their home constantly to perform with Flynn’s growing skills at remixing tracks and Carrie singing as frontwoman. Julie whose soul is just as connected to the keys as Luke’s used to be to strings. Trevor can’t help but feel he’s intruding on a moment between them - Luke’s and Julie’s spirits. Because without meeting, he’s realizing Julie always picks Luke’s lyrics, picks the chords he wrote, the the way he chose to sing a vowel. It’s uncanny her ability to pick him out of every song, like her soul could recognize his without ever hearing his voice. He wonders at how she can pinpoint the hidden legacy of a runaway teenager nobody remembers. He tries not to be envious that she loves music like it’s the muscle making up her heart, just like Luke did.

uM EXCUSE ME??? GETTING A SKEAk peek of juke’s soulmatism back when julie was still young and had just started listening to bobby’s music? or sunset curve????? bro 😭

this is so good!!!!!

i can’t wait to read the whole thing 🥺

(also good luck with finals!!! *luke voice* you got this!)

also ty 🥺🥰

#ask #anon🌙#ty for entrusting me with your snippets 🥺#jatp

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bunnirs · 4 years

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Scarlet Crossroads:

Chapter One: 113

Scarlet Crossroads Masterlist

Running away was almost second nature to you by now.

Maybe running was a harsher word than what was needed. Well, for better word, avoiding seemed to fit your situation better. You didn’t run because you were scared, no, you had nothing to be scared of. You just didn’t like to take responsibility over the fact that you were a monster.

It was no secret that you were dangerous. You walked around with your head held low, your expression hidden from everyone. They couldn’t tell what the hell you were thinking, but your aura gave them a hint, and they didn’t want to know.

Your aura was immense. Almost suffocating to those who got too close. Your hair was kept behind a bandanna, seeing as even the slightest strand would distract you. You wanted complete control over your body, and getting aggravated over one tiny baby hair seemed a bit much.

You could say the bandanna was kin to one that one of your ‘partners’ had, though you didn’t like to admit it. In fact, anything that reminded you of them seemed to set you in a bad mood.

As if your thoughts betrayed you, that was the only thing you could think about.

The Phantom Troupe were people you had known since birth. They stood in as the family you never had. In a way, you even had a brother, who just happened to be the leader of said troupe. To your relief, you weren’t blood related, but blood never really mattered between the troupe. You all were stuck together. Like glue.

You felt a large amount of guilt over the subject. They gave you everything, and yet, you couldn’t stand to be near them. You never had the freedom you wished for. They always stuck to you like dogs, their attention almost unbearable.

Chrollo Lucilfer was to blame for this. Your brother, the infamous leader of the Spiders, seemed to think you couldn’t handle yourself. In all honesty, you could. You had one of the strongest abilities compared to those of the troupe, and since you weren’t a member, they seemed to trap you inside their web. They used you for missions sometimes, finding your power quite fitting. You hated it. You weren’t some pet for them to use.

They liked to say you had a rebellious streak. You’d leave, they’d send someone after you, and you’d come home. You were nothing but a rebellious teenager in their minds.. and it pissed you off.

You couldn’t stay mad at them though. You were the youngest, and happened to be their boss's little sister. They worried and cared for you, that much was obvious. But them treating you like a baby? That got old quick.

You didn’t want to be seen as a child. You wanted to be seen as an equal. You were just as strong, just as dangerous, but they didn’t seem to notice. No, they just didn’t seem to care.

It was all bullshit though, and it made you chuckle darkly to yourself.

The familiar ding of a bell brought you back from your inner turmoil, and your eyes focused on the small screen in the elevator. It read ‘B-100’, most likely standing for “Basement 100”, but with your state of unsettlement, you could be wrong. But of course, you weren’t.

The screeching of the doors could be compared to that of cats on a black board. Maybe it was your sensitive ears, but it was painful as it shook the elevator as a whole. You gritted your teeth, your eyes rolling as you grew annoyed with yourself.

You didn’t know why you were so angry, but you were. This whole situation fucking sucked.

The real reason behind you taking the Hunter exam? You wanted a license so you could go somewhere so far, the troupe couldn’t bring you back. Maybe they wouldn’t be able to find you. That would be too good to be true though.

The bandanna on your head felt heavy, almost like the guilt that seemed to turn within your stomach. Maybe leaving them forever was too harsh. Maybe you’d visit, just for old times sake. While you, Chrollo, and the Troupe had your fair share of disagreements, you still were a family right?

Goddamn why was it so hard to make a decision?

Maybe because they decided all of yours for you.

No. You needed to get used to working alone. You needed a break from them. You couldn’t depend on them for answers. You would most likely outlive them.

Keyword of that statement? Most likely.

Your aura had failed to calm down, roughly thanks to your realization of helplessness. The dark red aura had transformed into shapes that resembled spikes, clearly influenced by your mood.

The elevator seemed to finally open all the way, making the aura suddenly shoot in all directions, disappearing. The trip down felt like hours, and it seems being trapped in a small room didn’t help.

The cold air hit you, and that made a chill run up your arms, settling at your spine. You breathed out, taking your first step off the elevator.

Before you could even get through, you bumped into something.. or maybe even someone?

Stepping back a little, you saw who fell victim to your lack of awareness. Standing multiple feet below you was a small green man, his name tag reading ‘Beans’. Who in their right mind would name their son Beans? Certainly no one with standards.

“Hello, my name is Secretary Beans! Please, take this number and put it on. Thank you and Good Luck.” It seems with that, the short jelly bean of a man waddled away, a tag now left in your hands.

He left before you could thank him. You mentally thanked him, not really feeling up to making conversation, especially with someone who’s name made you want to cry.

Now back on topic, you looked back down to the tag in your hands, studying its content. It read ‘113’. How peculiar. It seems with new found curiosity, you decided to step through the elevator again. Hopefully nothing would stop you this time, fearing that the elevator would crush you alive.

As your shoe met the cold, dull concrete, the aura of another seemed to catch your attention. Standing only a few meters away from you was the owner of said aura, and the mere shock was enough to send you into orbit.

Why the hell was he here? Did Chrollo send him to watch you? No, was it to stop you from taking the exam? You couldn’t fathom an answer good enough it seems.

So why was Hisoka Morow, Troupe Member number 4, standing in front of you?

“What a coincidence in seeing you here… Y/N.” His signature grin struck something within you, and you broke out into a coughing fit.

How you’d love to wipe that smug grin off his face.

Truth is, you knew about Hisoka’s quarrel with your brother… and yet, you didn’t mind. Maybe it was the fact that you had a mutual liking to each other, or the fact that you wanted to see what your brother looked like with a broken nose.

Of course you wouldn’t allow your brother to actually get killed. There’s no way you’d allow that. But in hindsight, there’s no way he’d be defeated. He’s too strong for that.

Whatever it was between you and Hisoka, you didn’t like it. It was almost as if you and him were the same.

What a load of shit though. You and him? The same? Just the idea of that made you laugh.

Hisoka seemed shocked at your distant gaze, the dull laugh leaving your throat sent shivers up his spine. “Oh? What’s so funny?”

You snapped out of it, looking at him with narrowed eyes. “You look like an idiot.” You grimaced, looking at his choice in clothes. “What are you supposed to be? A roly poly?”

“Oh I’m truly devastated. Not even the darkest cloud could compare to the depression that just hit me.” Hisoka teased, his smile widening, his long fingernail poking into your forearm. You were sure if he pressed any harder, he’d break skin.

“You’re getting off on this.. aren’t you?” You stated, your voice holding a certain calmness that certainly didn’t fit the situation at all.

“Oh how low of you to expect such a thing from me? Your dear friend, might I even say, family?” He removed his finger, a card slipping into his vacant fingers. The sound of paper cutting through air would’ve startled you if you were a normal person, but to your dismay, you weren’t normal.

“Gross.” You muttered, catching a stray card that had just flown towards your face. This man was truly testing your patience. Could he let you get away from the elevator at least? “No way in hell are we family.” You said sternly, a growl almost forming in your throat.

“So you’d settle on friends then?” Hisoka smirked, his eyes narrowing as his eyes trailed down your form.

“No.” You grumbled, pushing past him. “You’re more like a fly if anything. Annoying, loud, and stupid.”

“Oh how you wound me.” He faked a frown, his eyes crinkling up as his nose scrunched, his tongue grazing over his lips as he flipped a card in his hand. “Do try not to die alright? Chrollo would be very disappointed you know.”

“Is that anything new?” You pondered, but you were already too far ahead for him to answer, much less hear you.

The truth was clear as day, if you continued to live like this, you wouldn’t outlive the troupe at all. Which is why, you’d get your license, show it to the troupe, and leave.

You immediately concluded those thoughts, now emptying them from your mind. Dwindling on something so far in the future seemed like a waste of energy, and you really needed that right now. It seems you have an exam to plow through.

SOOWEE MAMA HERE’S CHAPTER ONE OF MY LONG KURAPIKA X READER UMMMMM

JUST TY GUYS SO MUCH FOR CHEERING ME ON AND SUPPORTING ME!! i FEEL LIKE THIS ISN’T GOOD ENOUGH FOR Y’ALL BUT I JUST WANTED TO GET THIS OUT FOR YOU OMG OMG OMG

FUN FACTS:

THE BANDANNA Y/N IS WEARING IS THE SAME TYPE OF BANDANNA FEITAN WEARS AROUND HIS MOUTH. Ever since Y/N was little, she’d try to steal and wear Feitan’s bandanna, so he got her a matching one. (He stole it of course but it’s the thought that counts)

Y/N’s badge number is 113 for a reason! If you look up Chrollo’s actual theme song, you will notice that it is called “1/13″. I also made sure this number wasn’t used by any of the important characters in the Hunter Exam!! So it checks out!!

Y/N is also aware about Hisoka being a fake member! Seeing as she’s not an actual troupe member, she sees no right in outing him. Besides she finds it funny omlllll.

Y/N is 17 years of age!!! She’s a literal teen so she will not be in any sort of ship with Hisoka/Illumi/Feitan/Ect.

THANKS AGAIN OMG OMG OMG ILY

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oikawaplssteponme · 3 years

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The Apartment: part 8

▪️for parts 1-7, click here

pairing: Kuroo Tetsurou x fem! reader

rating/warnings: swearing, drinking

synopsis: You knew that living with your three best friends, Kuroo, Oikawa, and Bokuto, would be a wild ride. It’s never a dull moment with those three. Let’s just hope you can keep your huge crush on Kuroo a secret when he is only a room away.

a/n: hi friends!! so this is going to be the second to last part :(( thank you again for all the love on this 💛 [this part is a little less fluffy so sorry about that, I’ll make up for it tho :) ] the taglist is still open for the last part of you’d like to be added, and my inbox is still open for requests :) okay, enjoy xx 🌸

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eight: forever

The rest of the week felt like a dream. Each morning, Kuroo would wake you with a shower of kisses and have you wrapped up in his arms. You couldn’t believe that this was your life now, that after years of chasing after this boy, he was yours. You did still tease Kuroo a lot that if he had just told you he felt the same, you two could have saved some precious time. Still, you were happy enough to call him yours.

“Do you know around what time they’ll be getting here?” you asked. Oikawa and Bokuto were finally coming back from their little trips today. You and Kuroo were just organizing the apartment before they arrived.

“Bokuto texted me and he said they should be here in about 5 minutes,” explained Kuroo. You nodded. You missed your friends dearly. Though things around the apartment might be a little different now that you and Kuroo were together, you would all figure it out.

You went to sit on the couch as you waited for Oikawa and Bokuto. Kuroo joined you, putting his arm around you. You rested your head on his chest.

“I love you, you know that right?” he said. You looked at him and smiled.

“I love you too, you know that right?” you kissed his cheek. Kuroo moved your legs to rest on his, his hand on your thigh.

“I can’t wait to see Bokuto and Oikawa’s reaction to us,” said Kuroo. You chuckled.

“I have a feeling they aren’t going to mind.”

*Knock Knock*

You jumped up from Kuroo’s lap so fast and rushed over to the door.

“HEY HEY HEY!” You jumped into Bokuto’s arms instantly.

“Um hey I’m here too,” pouted Oikawa. Kuroo gave Oikawa a hug.

“We missed you too,” smiled Kuroo. Bokuto set you down and you went over to Oikawa.

“I missed you so much Toru!” Oikawa’s eyes widened.

“Toru? No shittykawa, no flattykawa?” You laughed.

“You just got back so I won’t insult you just yet,” you joked. Kuroo wrapped his arms around your waist. Oikawa and Bokuto looked at each other, then back at you and Kuroo.

“Wait...did you guys…?” Began Bokuto before he trailed off. You looked at Kuroo and smiled. Kuroo nodded. Bokuto and Oikawa pulled the two of you into a hug.

“FINALLY YES YES!” cheered Bokuto . The four of you bounced up and down in your silly group hug.

“I swear if I had to watch Y/N drool over Kuroo for one more day I would have moved out,” said oikawa, breaking from the hug. You hit his arm.

“Oh shut up,” you groaned. Kuroo kissed your head.

“Yeah not like she could be any more obvious,” he joked. You rolled your eyes.

“Okay okay we get it.”

“No,” protested Bokuto. You sighed

“Please Bo! It will just make things easier.”

“I am not sharing a room with Oikawa,” he pouted.

“Hey you should be honored to share a room with me!” huffed Oikawa.

“Bokuto think about it, do you really want me sneaking into Kuroo’s room every night? It will just be easier if we switch rooms.”

“Why don't you just keep it in your pants instead?” muttered Oikawa. Kuroo gave him a glare.

“If you switch rooms with me, I’ll make barbecue for dinner tonight,” you proposed. Bokuto’s eyes lit up.

“Deal.”

Life in the apartment was never better. You finally got yourself moved into Kuroo’s room and as much as Bokuto and Oikawa would never admit it, they were having so much fun sharing a room. It was like a slumber party everyday with those two.

Your full year in the apartment was almost finished. School kept you busy but so did your roommates and boyfriend. Those three never failed to put a smile on your face. Every day was filled with its own mini adventure. Whether it was working out with Bokuto, having a spa day with Oikawa, or a date with Kuroo, you loved every bit of it. (You and Kuroo even went on a few double dates with Calie and AJ).

The four of you were snuggled up on the couch. It was ‘self care’ night as Oikawa liked to call it. So you sat on Kuroo’s lap, tying his hair up with a little hair tie, and applying a bright blue face mask on him.

“Why does this smell like an orange?” he asked.

“Maybe because it’s a citrus face mask idiot” replied Oikawa. You chucked. You, Oikawa, and Bokuto already had your masks on.

“I have the bubbly!” cheered Oikawa, holding his favorite rosé. You sighed.

“I still wonder why we let you buy that,” you joked. Oikawa began to pour four glasses.

“Hey, this rosé brought you and the nerd together after all so I think we should be grateful,” he handed you a glass.

“I wouldn’t go that far…” mumble Kuroo. You laughed and gave him a quick peck.

“Doesn’t matter to me how we got together, just that we did,” you smiled.

“Gross,” muttered Bokuto. Kuroo playfully hit his arm.

“Okay okay, cheers?” said Oikawa. The four of you held your glasses up and clinked them together.

“Okay so what are we watching?” You asked, turning on the TV.

“‘Gilmore Girls’!”

“‘Unsolved Mysteries’!”

“‘Sports Center!’”

You looked at your friends and laughed.

“I’m picking then.” You decided on ‘Grease’ to keep with the theme of ‘self care’ night.

After about 20 minutes, you all washed your face masks off. Bokuto was very pleased with how ‘bright’ his complexion looked.

“Bokuto you've never looked better!” said Oikawa.

“Thank you! Wait…”

The four of you went back to the living room, this time you and Kuroo cuddled together on the loveseat while Bokuto and Oikawa shared the couch.

“Have you checked the mail recently?” You asked. Kuroo pointed to the kitchen table.

“Everything should be there,” he explained. You went over and grabbed the small bundle of letters, scanning through them. One of the letters caught your attention.

“Hey guys, this ones from the landlord,” you said. You opened up the letter and began to read it.

“What’s it say babe?” asked Kuroo.

“We need to send in our request to renew our lease by the end of the week,” you explained. When you all decided to rent out your apartment, you only signed a one year lease, unsure how things would go.

“Well uh...we haven’t really talked about that stuff yet,” said Oikawa. You moved to sit with Kuroo again, showing him the letter.

“Do we really want to talk about this now? Seems like a kinda serious topic,” whispered Bokuto. Oikawa sighed.

“I’ve been meaning to tell you guys but...Iwa asked me if I wanted to move in with him for our last year. His roommate transferred so he has the room,” explained Oikawa. Your heart dropped.

“Yeah Akaashi suggested that I move in with him for next year too, since I’ll be staying with him after graduation anyway,” said Bokuto. You shook your head, trying to process their words.

“Wait so you all want to move out for our last year?”

“We don’t know if we actually will yet...it’s just an option,” whispered Oikawa.

“But if just one of us moves out, this place is too expensive and we won’t be able to pay,” you sighed.

“Y/N calm down a bit…”

“I am calm! I’m just trying to understand why you guys would want to move out for our last year?” You felt your eyes starting to water. Kuroo gently started to rub your back.

“Y/N, it’s gonna be okay. Oikawa and I aren’t even sure if we will be moving out. It was just an idea-“

“Well I don’t like this idea!” You cried. The boys were quiet.

“How-How can you guys just leave? What happens during our senior year then? What if we don’t have classes together? What about after graduation? We are just supposed to part our ways? If you guys move out then I’ll never see you again!”

Tears were streaming down your face before you even realized it. Bokuto and Oikawa squeezed next to you on the loveseat.

“Hey Y/N, of course you’ll see us again. But you know we weren’t all gonna live together forever, right?” said Oikawa. You sighed.

“I know but...you guys are the only family I have. I-I’m not ready to just let you leave me just yet,” you sobbed. Kuroo brought you to his chest.

“No one is leaving anyone Y/N. We are still your family, that’s never gonna change. Just because we might not all live together doesn’t mean we won’t all be together,” said Kuroo. Oikawa and Bokuto joined Kuroo in giving you a right hug.

“I just...I just want you guys to be happy,” you murmured, “so I guess if moving out makes you happy, then you should.”

“We are happy. This is just about our future, after college, you know?” said Bokuto. Kuroo wiped the tears from your eyes.

“Will you live with me?” You asked Kuroo. He chuckled.

“I was planning on it silly.” Kuroo kissed the top of your head.

“Yeah we can’t third and fourth wheel forever,” laughed Bokuto. You gave him a small smile.

“Hey now, Y/N, don’t tell me you’ll actually miss me?” joked Oikawa.

“I’ll miss you least of all shittykawa,” you laughed. Oikawa smiled.

“We can talk about this later okay guys? Let’s just enjoy the movie,” suggested Bokuto. You nodded.

The four of you stayed crammed into the loveseat, enjoying each other’s closeness.

“I love you guys,” you said. The boys looked at you.

“We love you too.”

Kuroo kissed your cheek.

“But I love you most of all, okay?”

You smiled. “Okay.”

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f0xfordcomma · 3 years

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Hello!! Happy FFWF!! Is there anything in particular that you find hard to write? Are there any WIPs that you've just absolutely given up on cause you think it'll go nowhere?? (would you share a bit of it? :D)

Croisty! Happy ffw tuesday (which tbh is earlier than I thought I'd be able to do these, so be proud of me lol)

I wish I had more to go off of in my writing portfolio to answer this question, but I think the thing I have the hardest time writing/ have avoided writing in my wips is just unfettered angst or like horror/ violence. Like character death? Gore? Fight scenes? (ooooh baby I SUCK at fight scenes) all of /that/ is just not really my forte as a writer. Don't get me wrong, I am not opposed to hurting my characters, but hurt/comfort is more where its at for me. You've read my stuff, so you know how emotionally driven a lot of my writing is. I think I would have a hard time writing more graphic/ heartbreaking/ violent *stuff* in my style. Idk, it would probably be a good thing for me to practice.... but.... I don't wanna (hands on hips) sooooo I'm not planning to really do anything quite like that anytime soon.

As far as abandoned wips go, I've got plentyyyy (or just verrrrrrry dusty wips that are not quite abandoned but are sitting very patiently on the shelf waiting for me to have the time to get back to them) Violent/ angsty/ deathy/ fighty abandoned wips though? Not so much.

But for you, mon petit croissant, have a bit of a miraculous ladybug reveal fic that I wrote one night after having a little ~ouid~ and convincing my husband to put on a sheet face mask with me that I now have no intention of finishing (oops, rip me).

okaaaaayyy so this is actually pretty dang long lol but I'm going to share the whole thing with you because I just re-read it for the first time in months and its pretty funny ~if you ask me~ so anyway... under the cut <3

NIGHT OFF

Okay, so maybe it wasn’t a totally crazy idea to take a night off.

Besides, Shadowmoth’s akumatizations had slowed down considerably in the past few months, and he rarely ever sent out two akumas in one day. The battle that she and Chat had fought that morning was brutal, but they’d come out victorious against HoneyBadger. Still, the fight had left her exhausted and wound up. Shadowmoth was planning something, she was sure of it. She just couldn’t, for the life of her, figure out what it was.

Ladybug was stressed.

Add to that, the fact that end-of-term exams were starting up next week and she’d not had nearly enough time during dead week to actually cram. Something about black butterflies and cranky kwamis and a cheeky cat (who, in recent weeks, had been considerably less cheeky.) Not to mention, she had been receiving an awful lot of memes, seemingly without preamble, from Paris’ favorite male model. Nino thought it was hilarious. Alya thought it was suspicious. Marinette thought it was confusing.

Marinette was stressed.

All of it was stressful.

Alya knew when her best friend was stressed. She could usually gauge the amount of Marinette’s exasperation by the frequency with which her bangs went flying from her face, propelled by a huff and a heavy sigh. Right now, Marinette’s bangs were a mess.

“Okay, girl. You need a night off.”

“What? No, I’m fine! Really! Plus, I can’t really afford to take a night off right now, Alya… I don’t know what Shadowmoth ha—”

“Yeah, no. I’m stopping you right there. For the next twenty-four hours, this space is a Ladybug-talk free zone,” she gestured vaguely around her bedroom, which was scattered with printouts and pictures that Marinette had brought over to work on nailing down Hawkmoth’s possible location using Alya’s beloved akuma-map. “I know, I know. It pains me more than it pains you, truly. But I’m doing this for you. Tonight: you, me, drinks, distractions. You are taking a night off.”

“But Alya! What if—”

“Hush, you know that’s incredibly unlikely. And, in the event of this IF you are so set on, you know that cat boy and I will have your back. Even drunk ladybugs can purify akumas when they have the clawed crusaders on their side.”

“I can’t believe you gave in to his silly nickname.”

“It is a badass nickname and you are just jealous that we bonded.”

“I’m not jealous. I’m annoyed.”

“Mhmm… keep telling yourself that, girl. Now, back to the matter at hand: what kind of drunk do you want to get tonight? Classy or trashy? I still have that peach stuff from last month, but if we are thinking classy I might need to call in the reserves to get us some decent wine.”

“You won’t need to call in anybody, Al, because I am definitely not getting drunk tonight.”

“Night off, Marinette. Drunkenness is a prerequisite.”

“Can’t we just watch movies or something? I really don’t know if that’s too good of an idea…”

“Girl, we watch movies every night. This is a night off. Don’t think I don’t see you stressing all throughout movie night every week, anyway. You need to take your mind off Ladybug,” she gestured at the mess that had consumed her bedroom. “And get your mind back on Marinette. Superhero or no, you’re still a teenage girl who is supposed to be enjoying the last few months of college.”

Marinette pouted.

“Stop pouting. You know you deserve to have normal girl fun.”

“But Alya I—”

“No buts.” An unnervingly devious look crossed Alya’s face. “Unless it is your butt in that pair of skinny jeans that you and I both know you-know-who loves. Boys will be here in twenty. Get to it, girl.”

Marinette just gaped at her. She didn’t even notice that Alya had grabbed her phone, but alas, there was the tell-tale ping.

Alya Cesaire → Akuma class OGs chat

Alya: anyone down for a little last minute get together—my door is open and my bar is stocked

Nino: HELL YEAH babe!

NL: got a new mix i’ve been meaning to show you… so entertainments on me fam!

Alix: This thing got an itinerary or just drunkenness for drunkenness sake?

Alya: the latter, natch.

Alix: Sick! Count me in.

Kim: same!

Rose: Do you need us to bring anything?

Alya: anything you feel like sharing

Alya: otherwise, just yourselves!

Alya: Agreste~you better bring us some of that expensive shit that i know your pops keeps somewhere in that castle of yours

Alya: no fancy wine, no admittance

Alya: the rest of you peasants just bring wtvr

Adrien: uhhhhhhhhhh

Adrien: ALYA

Adrien: dang it! You know I feel obligated to steal wine from my dad’s cellar now

Adrien: do you know how scary my dad is!!!??

Nino: DUDEEEE

Nino: DO IT you wont!

Adrien: shuddup Nino

Marinette: Adrien you totally don’t have to! Alya is just being **extra** Alya today

Alya: i plan a night off for this girl

Alya: and this is the thanks i get??????

Alya: can ya’ll believe this?

Alya: ridiculous

Zoe: UTTERLY RIDICULOUS

Adrien: utterly ridic

Adrien: dangit

Zoe: lol first! sorry adrien

Marinette: ugh ty I guess Als xxxxx

Alya: awe she DOES care, youre welcome babe!

Alya: so sunshine… about that wine?

Adrien: yeah yeah yeah

Adrien: use my people pleasing against me why dontcha

Alya: gladly <3

“Alya, stop bullying Adrien.”

“No way, girl. Giving that boy a task is the only way to ensure he shows up. Speaking of which… butt, jeans, go, now!”

The doorbell rang. Nino had perfected the quickest route to Alya’s house from every part of Paris years ago. Yes, he was whipped; and yes, he was proud of it.

“ALYA! I have to clean all of this up and I have to go home to get those jeans that you’re so dead set on and…”

“No you don’t. Kaalki?”

“Right here, Ms. Rouge.”

“YOU USED VOYAGE TO BRING ME JEANS?”

“No way girl! Don’t be silly. Kaalki and Roaar just volunteered to be my errand kwamis.”

“You guys do realize that I am the guardian, right?”

“Of course, that’s why we worked so hard to get everything that you need for tonight.”

“I—you… wait is this my good bra? How did you—”

“Us kwamis pay attention, Marinette.” Tikki cuddled up to her cheek.

“Et tu, Tikki?”

The ladybug kwami just giggled and made her way to the pile of papers scattered across Alya’s bed, starting to organize them back into neat stacks.

“Night. Off.” Alya punctuated each word with a shove and a smack on the bum, directing Marinette toward the bathroom and shutting her in to get ready while she got the door for Nino.

#foxford just casually drops an entire dang chapter of a fic for your ffwf enjoyment #oops #miraculous ladybug #foxford writes #ml #ml season four #aged up adrienette #ffwf #ffwtuesday #thanks for asking!!#<3 #foxford answers #thatcroissantgurl #a moment of silence for my wip graveyard #cw: mentions of drunkenness #(they are old enough in france okay)

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