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jackiequick · 7 months

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Agents of SHIELD Incorrect Quotes 🔏

-> In other words, Nikolai, Melissa, Marlene and Amelia being idiots ;)

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Maria Hill: Report of your mission with Melissa Wallace.

Marlene: Target was taken out.

Maria Hill: Very go-

Marlene: Then I took her to a lovely restaurant. Candle lit dinner. I proposed by the end of it. She has my last name now.

Maria Hill: I—

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Nikolai: I can’t believe you live nearby, and you won’t let anyone crash at your place.

Marlene: You people already know too much about me.

Melissa: I know exactly three facts about you, and one of them is that you won’t let any of us crash at your place.

Amelia: Leave the poor girl alone!

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Cop: You’re receiving a ticket for having three people on one motorcycle.

Marlene: Shit.

Nikolai: Wait, three?

Cop: Yeah?

Melissa: OH MY GOD AMELIA FELL OFF!!!

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Amelia: Am I in trouble?

Nikolai: Take a guess.

Amelia: No?

Nikolai: Take another guess.

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Marlene, tending to Nikolai’s wounds: How would you rate your pain?

Nikolai: Zero stars. Would NOT recommend.

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Melissa: Is something burning?

Marlene: Just my love for you.

Melissa: Honey, the toaster is on fire.

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Nikolai: I can explain.

Amelia: Can you?

Nikolai: If you give me thirty seconds to think of a lie.

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Amelia: Someone will die.

Melissa: Of fun!

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Melissa: I turned out perfectly fine!

Marlene: Babe, this morning you thought a ghost made your toast.

Melissa: I DIDN’T PUT THE BREAD IN! YOU DIDN’T PUT THE BREAD IN!!!

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Marlene: I prevented a murder today.

Amelia: Really? How’d you do that?

Marlene: Easy. Self control.

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Nikolai: *Kicks the door down looking panicked*

Melissa: What did you do?

Nikolai: Nobody died.

Melissa: WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THAT?!

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Nick Fury: I know you snuck out last night, Marlene.

Melissa: Play dumb!

Marlene: Who's Marlene?

Melissa: NOT THAT DUMB!!!

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Nikolai: Are you sure this is the right direction?

Marlene: Certainly, I'm as sure as I am honest!

Amelia: In that case, we're definitely lost.

Melissa: Well shit!

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Nikolai: You're the love of my life and my best friend, I would do anything for you.

Amelia: I want you to eat three meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule.

Nikolai: Absolutely not.

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Melissa: Man, I only ever see you awake, do you ever shut down or stop running?

Marlene: Oh, I’m always running!

Melissa: The question is from what.

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Maria Hill: You know those things will kill you, right?

Nikolai, pouring another glass of whiskey: That’s the point.

Marlene, smoking a cigarette: We’re trying to speed up the process.

Melissa: *Nods while eating raw cookie dough*

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Nick Fury: I think we're missing something.

Amelia: Teamwork?

Melissa: Cohesion?

Marlene: Research?

Nikolai: A general sense of what we’re doing?

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Amelia: I’ve done a lot of dumb stuff.

Marlene: I witnessed the dumb stuff.

Nikolai: I recorded the dumb stuff.

Melissa: I joined in on the dumb stuff.

Coulson: I TRIED TO STOP YOU FROM DOING THE DUMB STUFF!!!

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Coulson: Anyone d-

Melissa: Depressed?

Nikolai: Drained?

Amelia: Dumb?

Marlene: Disliked?

Coulson: -done with their work... what is wrong with you people ...

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Marlene: Good morning.

Nikolai: Good morning.

Melissa: Good morning.

Amelia: You all sound like robots, try spicing it up a bit.

Nick Fury: MORNING MOTHERFUCKERS!!

Amelia: Just like that!

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Thanks for reading! Keep it going y’all haha

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hyde-ur-monsters · 5 months

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On account of me procrastinating and the idea of a Monster High and Danny Phantom crossover (with a focus on Sam and Clair) breathing down my neck, I had a tiny fic idea that i will now write instead of the assignment my grade depends on

Jackson and Claire were having a perfectly calm outing. It had been a while since they hung out, and they had a lot to catch up on. They decided to go to a nearby cafe; it had a nature theme going and Jackson was curious about it.

“You’re such a hipster,” Clair had teased him, poking him in the side.

The line was long, so they got ready for a long wait and talked in the meantime. Jackson was ranting about his biggest ongoing project (body duplication). About how he had the theory down, but so far all it would do is instantaneously produce an exact clone of the subject. He couldn’t figure out how to produce a double based on the subject’s thoughts and it was frustrating him to no end.

Jackson tended to lose track of his surroundings when he was talking about his Interests, and Clair was facing away from the line, so it was kinda his fault when they didn’t move along with the line and left a sizable gap in between them and the person in front of them.

Naturally, some guy who had just walked into the café saw the gap and thought, hey free real estate.

Clair caught the face Jackson made mid-rant, his i’m-annoyed-but-also-non-confrontational face, and turned around just in time to see the guy cut in line in front of them. Clair raised an eyebrow at the sheer audacity.

“Is he fucking serious?” She said this loud enough for the Opportunist Ass to hear.

Jackson grimaced when the guy squared his shoulders but made no inclination to move. Oh this was going to turn into a Thing, and he did not want it to turn into a Thing.

“It’s fine,” he whispered to Clair. “I got carried away and didn’t realize the line had moved.”

Clair turned to him with a glare.

“We’ve been waiting ten minutes in line, Jackson. He can take his turn like the rest of us instead cutting in line like a parasite,” she said annoyedly, before turning to the guy. “Dude, in case it somehow escaped your beady eyes, the line starts at the door.”

Instead of ignoring her this time, the guy glanced at them over his shoulder with an unimpressed look.

“Go somewhere else if it bothers you, freak. Not my fault you were wasting time talking about weird shit.”

Taken aback by his response, Clair scoffed in disbelief. She couldn’t think fast enough for something to say, so the guy turned back around and went back to ignoring them.

“Real original,” Jackson muttered under his breath with a roll of his eyes.

“I hate—”

“Clair, just leave it. We’ll get our coffee either way.”

Clair frowned, brow furrowing like she wanted to say more, but she kept quiet. She didn’t like arguing with strangers. It was more stress than it was worth. Besides, she knew Jackson hated making a scene. She could let it go.

“Hey, asshole!”

The two friends jumped at the shout, eyes wide. They slowly turned to look at a girl their age decked out in goth attire (a dark purple tank top paired with a loose, ghost-patterned cardigan, a long black skirt, and a pair of tall platform boots peeking out from under the hem). She wore heavy eyeliner that did nothing to make her look less terrifying as she glared directly at the line-cutter.

The guy glanced minutely behind him, intent on ignoring her, too.

“Yeah, you, dickhead. They told you where the line was, but I don’t see you moving.”

Everyone else in the line was turning to look at the scene, the goth girl’s shout having caught their attention. There were murmurs around and Jackson suddenly felt too many eyes on them.

The girl hadn’t moved an inch from her spot, but that didn’t take away from the feeling that she would drag him out of the spot if she could.

Oh please don’t let this turn into an altercation, Jackson pleaded silently. He wanted to melt into the ground as it was.

Clair on the other hand smirked at the goth girl. She felt braver now with someone else taking the stand, and she put a hand on her hip giving the guy a raised eyebrow.

“You heard her,” she said, too satisfied with herself.

The guy glared at them both.

“I’ve been here the whole time,” he stated with a sudden air of confidence that made Clair scoff and the goth girl stomp her boot.

“I saw you cut in line, dumbass,” goth girl accused, pointing at him.

“Yeah, nice try, but we’re not blind. The line starts at the door,” Clair repeated, jabbing her thumb behind her.

“I don’t take orders from weirdos.”

“First time for everything. Get moving or get lost.”

Goth girl stared him down, but it wasn’t until other customers in the line started speaking up and telling him to “stop holding up the line” and that “people who cut in line have a special place in hell” that he finally moved, muttering angrily.

Someone from a table actually cheered.

Jackson wished he was Invisibilly so people wouldn’t keep staring at him. Clair looked deeply satisfied with the outcome.

“We’re paying for that girl’s coffee. Sorry for the mess, Jackson, but that was true goth girl solidarity. I either owe her coffee or my soul.”

He snorted despite himself.

“Preferably just coffee.”

They did pay for her tea, not coffee, and even invited her to sit with them when they realized there weren’t any other tables available.

The girl, Sam, was only there because it was the only cafe in town that had vegan options. This side of town, at least, but Jackson couldn’t tell her about the plethora of vegan food places in the monster side of town.

The three of them got to talking about what the town had to offer, because apparently Sam was here visiting a friend and didn’t know anything about the place. Then she started asking about the history of the town, saying she’d heard there were witch hunts back in the 1600s. Jackson and Clair had shared a look at this, but waved it off as rumors that came from tourists who confused Salem, Oregon with Salem, Massachusetts.

“Bummer, I really wanted to find some witch ghosts. Actually, do you guys have any spooky or haunted spots—”

Sam’s phone ringtone blared out— the Ghostbusters theme song —and she rolled her eyes at the caller ID.

“About time. Hey, Danny. Tucker with you? Cool, I’m at a cafe on the other side of town, I’ll head your way.”

She stood up, phone in one hand and tea in the other, and gave her temporary cafe buddies a friendly smile.

“Thanks for the tea, and for the satisfaction of telling an asshole off. See you guys around.”

They waved her off as she went back to the conversation on her phone. Clair thought she heard the word ‘ghosts’, but put the concern away. Lots of regular people were into the paranormal. There were even Ghost hunters all over Youtube. It was fun and dark and spooky. Clair used to watch them as a kid.

She never would’ve guessed she’d actually get to meet one, let alone be interviewed by said ghost. There was a lot in her life nowadays that she never thought she’d even get a chance to see, actually.

They sat in silence for a bit, before Jackson spoke up.

“Did- did she say she’d meet her friends on the other side of town?”

“Yup.”

They looked at each other. Jackson pressed his lips into a thin line.

“We should probably—”

Clair sighed.

“Yeah okay, fine. Let’s go.”

#they go to the Mawl to inform/interrogate the Ghouls only to find #Sam and Danny(Phantom) and werewolf!Tucker getting a tour from Frankie #*point at each other in spiderman meme*#this is kinda silly but fuck it #monster high #jackson jekyll #clair #danny phantom #sam manson #dp x mh #uggghh i have to back to do my stupid assignment

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fr33ze-y0ur-br4in · 8 months

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I just saw you also write for PJO, and I was wondering if you were willing to write a crossover oneshot with Moon Knight (no pairing, purely platonic) where Marc comes across a teen who seems to be being attacked by some thug. And when Marc goes to help her (despite Khonshu insisting that he shouldn’t, because he knows the kid is a demigod and the thug is actually a monster, and since he’s apart of the Egyptian pantheon, he doesn’t want to get involved with the Greek/Romans), and it revealed to him that the girl can handle her own, and with his help, kills the monster. She then reveals herself as a daughter of Demeter when Marc persists on knowing what that monster was and why Khonshu was so persistent in not getting involved. Depending on how you’d want to end it, after learning more about demigods and their lifestyle, maybe Marc can be like “I’m taking this kid in.” and just shows up at his and Layla’s safe house with the teen in tow, much to Layla’s confusion. Cause you cannot tell me Marc wouldn’t feel bad for this kid and would want to take them in.

If you’re not okay with writing this, totally understandable. It’s just that this crossover premise has a bunch of potential, and it’s a shame that there aren’t many stories with these two fandoms.

Hey anon! I know it’s been literally MONTHS since you sent this in but I just wanted to let you know that I’m working on it! Giant writing slumps have been kicking my ass but I’ve decided to force myself back to it! I can’t promise it’ll be out any time soon but as soon as I publish it I’ll update this post or reblog it with the link attached :D

also I do themed borders for all my stuff and I want to show u the one I made for this crossover cus I’m so insanely proud of it

AINT IT NEAT?!

#.:*・°☆. Claire’s Original Posts.:*・°☆.#.:*・°☆. Claire’s Original Fics.:*・°☆.#Claire’s Anons? :0 #I’ve also got another ask about a sleeping beauty-esque Moonboys fic but I have Jack squat as motivation so-#Moon Knight #Moon Knight x reader #platonic!Moon Knight x reader #Percy Jackson x reader #PJO x reader #Pjo #hoo #toa #pjo hoo toa #pjo fandom #riordanverse #heroes of olympus #pjoverse

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nixotinix · 8 months

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So I've written my fair share of fanfictions with Jax and Holt as central characters. But so have a lot of other people! So, as a short little post today, because I have a busy day, here's my fave freaky fab fanfics when it comes to the Jekyll/Hyde twins!

--We Must Run, Else We Fall by Imaybeanartist--

Words: 29,371 - Chapters: 2/? - UNFINISHED [ends on a cliffhanger] -- [10/10] Literally one of the best fanfics I have ever read. And that is not an exaggeration. -- A dystopia AU in which all monsters have been outlawed from the US and military and law enforcement have been given permission to kill on sight. The story follows a few different monsters and their families as they (try to) escape the country. Link can be found here:

--The Hyde-brid Strife series by Ace_of_Turtles--

Fics: 3 - Words: 17,864 - Series unfinished, vaguely connected oneshots - [10/10] A really awesome series about Jackson and Holt exploring the ins and outs of their Jekyll/Hyde anatomy. A lot of learning new things, mild crisises, and so many awesome monster puns. Link can be found here:

--You Must Suffer Me to Go My Own Dark Way by ThisIsNew--

Chapters: 6/6 - Words: 7,809 - Completed - [9/10] If you like hurt no comfort, golly gee is this the fic for you. It chronicles 5 separate occasions where Jax almost dies and the one time Holt actually does. If you aren't a big fan of hurt no comfort, mayyyybe pass. But its a very well written fic that I think deserves a read! Link can be found here:

--Divide by Latenightsgunfights--

Chapters: 1/1 - Words: 1,421 - Ship: Deuce/Jackson/Holt - Completed Oneshot - [10/10] A short and sweet fic about Holt freaking out when their trigger changes from turning into Jackson or Holt. Some very good hurt/comfort. Link can be found here:

--You're Still Here by LaLlorona--

Chapters: 1/1 - Words: 1,811 - Ship: Deuce/Jackson/Holt - Completed Oneshot - [9/10] Again, a short and sweet hurt/comfort fic. Noticing a pattern in my reading habits? This one follows Jackson and Deuce working on and talking out what happened at the Trick or Treatment. Because the J/H twins really deserve to talk that out with a licensed psychotherapist, but Deuce is a good alternative. Link can be found here:

I'll probably update this later with some of my other fave fics centering around our boys. But for now.. that's all, folks!

#monster high #jackson jekyll #holt hyde #monster high fanfic #monster high fanfiction #fanfic rec #fanfic recommendation #deuce x jackson #i just think its a neat ship #best friends to lovers has me in a CHOKEHOLD ok #i ship jax and holt with... too many people #separately #jax/frankie is great. jax/claire is great. jax/deuce is great #SO MANY CHOICES RAAAAAA #cutely bursts into flames #nix devolving into madness hours #i have a busy day today... sorry about lack of art OTL

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vampireluck · 8 months

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Rules, requests, masterlist and other cool stuff.

Hello! I wanted to just outline some stuff for my writing as I've gotten a few requests, so y'know:0.

I will write- Fluff, angst and smut. (I just can't promise it'll be good because I don't have a lot of experience writing it and my irl experiences have been. mediocre) pretty much anything:)

I will not write- Noncon/dubcon, urophilia, coprophilia, emetophilia/anything of that variety and character x character (it's just not my thing !)

More will be added to these lists as I think of them, don't be afraid to rq! If it's not something I'm comfortable with I'll just add it to the list:)

I am a fan of SO MUCH STUFF and I'm willing to write for all of it, so I'll list some here and add more when I think go them;) Anyways!! here they are:)

Resident Evil, Saw, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Cillian Murphy + characters, The Walking Dead, Sally Face, Criminal Minds, Spider-Man + Marvel (Marvel vaguely tho) and mayyyybe Star Wars!

When I create a masterlist ill put it here!:)

And finally, I want to say I hope I'm able to make u all happy with my writing:) I'm more than willing to accept constructive criticism and please always feel free to message me:))

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exjames668 · 2 years

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There are some ships that you can’t deny we’re meant to happen. Like I don’t know a single person who doesn’t like Percabeth, or Jamie and Claire, or any of the relationships in SoC

#outlander #claire fraser #jamie fraser #jamie and claire #claire and jamie #percabeth #percy jackson #annabeth chase #kanej #kaz brekker #inej ghafa #jesper fahey #wylan van eck #mattias helvar #nina zenik #nina x matthias

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cpyclopse · 1 year

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An art meme I completed, og by @starcre8tor

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mceproductions · 1 year

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Best of 2022 TV Shows #1: The Orville: New Horizons (Hulu)

For Seth Macfarlane his little show that could somehow managed to do the unthinkable.

Be the best show of the year.

All it took was a new network partner, upgrades in effects, story and quality to bring us some very compelling sci-fi.

With the timeline reset the Orville crew pick up the pieces and strained relationships in the process.

While not showing it, hurting most is the Kaylon Issac having burned all his bridges with the crew including newbie Charly who directly lost someone based on the attack.

But what this actually does is gives a real reason to root for the unthinkable.

Like Issac and Claire going the distance.

A peace summit between the Union and Krill that unfortunately dove into real world issues resulting in a coup.

Bortus going through the wringer of fatherhood with Topa and identity issues with his race and mate.

Kelly with mentoring an asylum seeker in the ways of the galaxy.

Lamar seeking advancement in command and love with his and Tallas unexpected connection.

Even Gordon who is given TVs single best episode this year as he unexpectedly makes a life for himself in 2025 Pasadena.

Pure wonder is brought within these 10 episodes.

11 if you count the Audible novella.

But if this is the last time we get to see the crew, we might as well take Gordon Malloys advice from his James Taylor Cover.

“Since we’re on our way down, might as Well Enjoy the ride.”

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Oh, we enjoyed it Seth we certainly did.

SUM 22: Hulu gives New Horizons to the Crew of the Orville and delivers this years best show for it.

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girlmadeofstarlight · 2 years

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I saw this on IG and thought it would be fun to share here. What are your favorite ships? Do we have any in common?

I will go down and fight for each and everyone of them - haha!

#Jackson x April #Tom and Lady Sybil #Coach Taylor x Tammy #Glenn X Maggie #Brettsey #Matt x Sylvie #jamie x claire #joey x pacey #jane x michael #Nace #nancy x ace #my favorite ships

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auroralwriting · 3 months

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can’t take my charm ౨ৎ

ellie williams x singer!fem!reader

synopsis: you’re jackson’s very lovely performer, every wednesday, friday, and sunday nights performing at the local bar for the whole town. ellie is, as always, enamored with you.

haha yes this is based off of lucy gray from the hunger games.. i have multiple obsessions

“hey, we got ‘bout five minutes till we go on,” your bandmate, claire, said as she stuck her head in the bathroom you resided in. you were adjusting your outfit and hair, making sure you looked perfect.

you hummed for a second, “alright, i think i’m ready.”

“and you look amazing as always,” claire smiled, leading you to the rest of the band.

over the years, tommy helped you gather instruments and other useful things such as your microphone to help you perform. you really owed him.

you grabbed your mic and as you all walked out onto the small, makeshift stage, everyone cheered. you hooked your microphone up to the cord.

“hey, ya’ll!” you say cheerfully into the mic. “how’re we feelin’ tonight?”

applause and whistles followed, and you smiled. “are you ready to hear some music?” again, more applause.

you heard you drummer start counting in as the band began to play. everyone in the crowed started to move, some dancing, some just swaying to the beat while watching you.

you quickly found those perfect eyes staring at you from the bar. that’s where ellie sat, watching you with a smile on her face. you always caught her eye. sometimes you’d talk after your set. she always complimented you. you complimented her. there was a mutual pinning between you both.

“can’t take my charm, can’t take my humor,” you start to sing. everyone starts to cheer as your voice entered. you saw ellie whistle.

“thinkin’ you’re so fine, thinkin’ you can have mine, thinkin’ you’re in control,”

the song ended soon after, cheer and applause erupting.

this next song, well, it was a doosey. your bandmates didn’t take long to catch onto your and ellie’s infatuation with each other. they encouraged you to write a song about it. and here you were, about to perform it for everyone, including her.

“now ya’ll, this next one is somethin’ special,” you begin to say. everyone quiets softly to listen.

“this one’s about someone, someone i feel’s just too special to not have a song,” small cheers erupt.

you nod to your band who slowly starts the song. it didn’t take long for partners to start dancing. it was a good song to do that to.

“everyone’s born as clean as a whistle,” you sing. “fresh as a daisy, not a bit crazy,”

ellie’s eyes pour into your own. you can’t peel yours from hers. your singing directly into her soul.

“this world, it’s dark, this world, it’s scary. i’ve taken some hits, no wonder i’m weary. it’s why i need you. you’re as pure as the driven snow.”

as you sing, jesse sits next to ellie, nudging her. she doesn’t look away from you.

“lover girl’s written you a song, eh?” jesse teases.

“shut up,” ellie remarked softly. she wanted to hear you. she wanted to soak in every word you sang, memorize it and keep it forever.

jesse just smiled and walked back to dina, who couldn’t help but giggle at ellie’s reaction to your song.

it ended with your words, the biggest applause of the night erupting. you give a small bow, not pausing to speak but allowing the band to start playing another upbeat song.

it went on like this for a few sets. once your band ended and a duo went to take your place, you looked at claire nervously.

“girl,” its like she read your mind, “go talk to her. she couldn’t take her eyes off ya.”

you nodded and went into the crowed of people, trying to push through everyone to get to the bar. you could just see it, but it was loud, and everyone was dancing.

suddenly, your hand was captured in someone else’s being dragged to the bar. you knew it was ellie guiding you.

one you emerged from the crowd, there she was. she got up on her seat and patted the one next to her. you sat down and turned your seat to her.

“hey pretty girl,” ellie flirted. “you sounded amazing.”

“thank you, els.” you smiled bashfully.

there was a pause. you wanted to ask her about the song. her song.

“i loved the song,” it was like ellie read your mind. “it was beautiful.”

you looked down, “it’s for you,”

“for me?” ellie teased, “little old me?” she laughed at your embarrassed face. she took your hands in hers. “i loved it, sweets. i wish i could hear it over and over again.”

you shrugged, smiling a little. “then just ask,”

ellie raised an eyebrow at you, and you got the hint. you laughed slightly and leaned closer to her.

“everyone wants to be like a hero,” you sing while laughing with ellie. “the cake with the cream, the doer not dreamer,”

“i fucking love your voice,” ellie smiled. “it’s so beautiful. just like you,”

your face turned bright red at this. “i think your beautiful, too,”

“maybe sometime i can play guitar and you can sing for me,” ellie suggests, nudging you with her shoulder, now incredibly close. legs touching, arms basically touching.

“you play?” you ask as she nods.

“joel taught me,” she smiles.

her fingers find the bottom of your chin, turning your head to face her. neither of you said anything, you didn’t have to. it didn’t take long before her lips were pressed against your own.

“such a little charmer,” ellie teases once you pull away, “feeling me in with a song,”

you laugh, “i already had you before that,”

“yeah,” ellie nods, hand in yours, her thumb rubbing your hand softly, “you did.”

#ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x you #the last of us #ellie x you #ellie x y/n #ellie fluff #ellie williams tlou #ellie x fem reader #ellie x reader #ellie the last of us #ellie tlou

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florenceafternoon · 1 month

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For anyone who has friends, they want to slowly convert into jily stans...

You've got to start them off with the popular variants

percabeth (percy jackson series)

shirbert (anne of green gabels)

peraltiago (brooklyn 99)

lumax (stranger things)

odesta (the hunger games)

anastasia x dimitri (Anastasia)

claire x jamie (outlander)

gwen x peter (the amazing spiderman)

tiana x naveen (the princess and the frog)

benny x beth (queen's gambit)

patrick x kat (10 things I hate about you)

zoya x nikolai (grishaverse)

liz x wes (better than the movies)

You get the idea.

Then you get them to watch jily edits to songs you know they like.

Next, you send them seemingly random text posts and casually mention how it kinda reminds you of them.

If they're open to it send them like 3k one-shots or microfics. Hopefully, by then you can start sending them fic recs.

The key is to ease them into it and then reveal that you’re actually emotionally dependent on harry potter's dead parents

#jily #maya shit posting

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astrxsee · 2 months

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FALSE GOD chap. 1

(chap 1) (chap 2) (chap 3)

percy jackson x child of demeter!oc

𝑰𝑵 𝑾𝑯𝑰𝑪𝑯 Rose St. Claire sets off on a quest to save the goddess in chains.

𝑶𝑹

𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑪𝒀 𝑱𝑨𝑪𝑲𝑺𝑶𝑵 learns to see what is right in front of him.

written with heavy influence from rick riordan's book; the titan's curse! all credits go to him!

!CONTENT WARNING! gore, romance, swearing, blood, heavy themes

a/n: hiiiii! posting my first ever fic on tumblr eeeee! this will be a long series that I’ve posted on wattpad as well. i just wanted to post it on here to see how it would do! buckle up and have funnn

I was at true rock bottom. My favorite machine was out of order, I had lost my lotus card in my luxury suite, and karaoke wasn't until Wednesday. I groan as I rub my hand over my face, the slot machine in front of me blinking red. That usually meant it was broken. Worst of all, my friend, Bianca, was no where to be found. I hadn't seen her since breakfast.

Glancing around at the vast expanse of games in front of me, I frown as I set my sights on a different machine I could try . Dull purple LEDs and blacklights lit my way as I watched other casino goers as they stumbled from game to game. I hear shouts of excitement rise from the craps table to my right and sighs of disappointment from the poker game to my left. Children snake around my ankles, screaming and laughing as they chase each other. I tilt my head as I arrived at a new game I had never seen before; Connect Four. A giant yellow board with checkers was spread out in front of me, along with a flashing green button telling me it was my turn.

"Rose," I heard from behind me. I whip around to face the voice, smiling. "There you are!"

"Bianca! I haven't seen you in so long." I exclaimed. My friend smiled at me as she reached out her arms, silently asking for a hug. I supress a laugh as she pulls me in, acting as if we hadn't seen each other for a month.

"I have been looking for you for like an hour." She draws out, huffing slightly, pulling away from the hug. She all but groans as she rolls her eyes, exaggeration coursing through her movements. I spot her little brother, standing close to her right side, as he shoots me a small wave. I smile at him as he retreats back into Bianca's shadow.

"I'm sorry, Bi," I begin as I look back at my friend with a smile on my face, "I really was trying to find you, then I got a little sidetracked." Sheepishly laughing as I pointed to the machine off to my right. She waves her hand, telling me that it wasn't a big deal.

"No worries." She responded, absentmindedly. I could see her rocking back and forth on her feet, her tell tale sign of nervousness. She looked as if she wanted to say more.

"Hey, what's up?" I ask her, my eyebrows furrowed in concern. My eyes run over her face, trying to make out anything going on.

"Nothing, I guess I'm just nervous." I knew it. I could feel a small pit grow in my stomach, hating to see my friend worried. She shook her head, glancing around the lively setting.

"I spoke on the phone with our lawyer today." My eyebrows knit further in confusion. 'Why would she be nervous about that?' I thought to myself as a frown makes its way onto my face.

"I just-" She starts, trailing off, trying to find the right words to say. "It was different today than usual, the phone call. She said she was going to come pick us up and take us to school."

My eyes grow wide at her statement. Usually her lawyer calls to check in on the brother and sister's well-being, to see if they're alive. It's always a quick call, with no weight to it. This time, I could tell it was different. Take them to school? What school?

"Wait, what?" I hesitated. "I thought your Dad had sent you here to stay?" Worry evident in my voice. I didn't like change, and this felt like a big change.

"I have no idea. All I know is our lawyer will be here in an hour. She also said that you were to be coming with us." She says, a small smile creeping onto her face. I tilt my head, shooting her a look of disbelief.

"That's not funny, Bianca. Do not get my hopes up." I giggled. She shook her head trying to suppress her own laughter.

"I'm serious, Rosie!" She exclaimed, her hands coming up in a comical 'i'm innocent' motion. "She said she's be here in an hour to take you, Nico, and I to our new school in Maine." At her words, I saw Nico's face fall. His expression a now obvious look of disappointment at the thought of leaving.

"Wait!" I state loudly, drawing out the end of the word. "Why am I coming with you? I mean, I've only met your lawyer like once." Bianca shrugs, her eyes widened in a 'I have no idea either' look.

"Are you sure we have to leave?" I ask as I shake my head. I had been staying here for over a month now and I didn't want to go. I frown as I see her head nod in agreement. "I mean, do we have to go with her? We could just stay here instead of going to school. I like that idea." She nods fervently, agreeing wholeheartedly.

"Me too!" Nico responded, fiddling with a small silver army guy. I smile at him as he moves to stand next to Bianca now. She huffs as she spares a look over to her brother.

"Look, maybe we can convince her to let us stay here, but we should at least go pack." Bianca muttered, looking as if she said it against her will. I groan at the thought of leaving and having to pack. All I wanted was to hang out with Bianca and play games, not leave the hotel I had called home for almost two months.

"Fine." I say reluctantly, sparing a longing glance to the arcade game in front of me. She sends me a begrudging look as she motions for me to follow her.

I had spent the last two months here, my days filled with games, parties, and music. It couldn't get any better. I'd been here since my father dropped me off here on one of his business trips, and I can't seem to remember the reason. I had met Nico on one of my first days here and he quickly introduced me to Bianca. We've been attached by the hip ever since.

We made small talk about the lawyer visiting and what our new school was going to be like. "I bet it's going to be huge!" Nico exclaims. "Like the school on Mount Olympus in Myth-O-Magic!" I crack a smile at his antics.

"I bet it's going to be shit." I mutter under my breath, causing Bianca to suppress a laugh behind her hand. She gives me a look and nods in agreement, trying to hide her actions from her brother. We round the corner on one of the extensive halls in the hotel, the bright lights hurting my eyes. After a couple more minutes we arrive at Bianca and Nico's door. I frown as I meet her gaze.

"Are you sure we have to go, Bianca?" I whispered, looking down at my feet. She nods and puts a gentle hand on my shoulder.

"I'm sure, Rosie. This will be a good change, I have a good feeling." She says giving me a reassuring smile. I don't know what I would do without her, even though I was two years older than her it seemed as if she had been around for longer, an older soul.

"Meet us at the front door in thirty minutes." Bianca insisted, stepping into the door frame of her and Nico's suite. I see Nico sheepishly smile at me before pulling the door closed.

I smile as I turn on my heel, humming a familiar song. Maybe this will be a good change. I guess it would be kind of nice to get some fresh air, but yet again, I think I like the air of my suite just fine. Bianca was right, it'll be a good change, at least that's what I tell myself.

I make my way up a couple floors and stop in front of my door, swiping my lotus card on the handle. None of the hotels from back home had that. I swing the door open, music instantly meeting my ears. Fleetwood Mac's Landslide makes its way into my ears. I sigh as I look forlornly to the bag laying haphazardly in the corner. The room is lit up with the various lamps stowed away in the corners of the room, as my blankets sit peacefully on my soft bed. I quickly walk over to my bag, quickly pulling out the clothes from my drawers.

I could feel a funny feeling rising up in my stomach. It twists as I think about finally stepping out of this place and that I will have to go back to the real world. My stomach surges as I think about having to go back to school. I know I won't be able to fit in. I was never able to fit in before, I could never escape the 'weirdo' narrative my peers set onto me. They would make fun of me as flowers seemed to follow me wherever I went. If I was excited, daisies would pop out of the ground. If I was sad, plants in a close radius would begin to wilt. No one knew why, and neither did I. I just wanted to be normal.

I sigh as I stuff the last thing into the tattered bag I had brought with me into the casino. I quickly throw on my bomber jacket, adorned with american flag patches and pins from various rock bands. It was my most special possession, but I couldn't seem to remember why.

Glancing around the room, I grab my bag as I head for the door, turning around one last time. I step out of my room, closing the door behind me. I trudge forward, ready to face whatever was in front of me.

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