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birlwrites · 10 months

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do you have any recommendations for fics or other writers/artists that make Regulus-centric stuff that isn't jegulus?

I DO YES - i don't really know anything in the realm of fanart but if anyone does feel free to hop on!

first of all, some good places to look are in the ao3 collections for regulus black fest (it's a different collection every year). you can find a lot of info on the tumblr blog which i am not going to tag because i feel like their notifications are probably hellish but it's https://regulusblackfest.tumblr.com/ - the url is just regulusblackfest

and they also have artwork! so that's a good source for that as well if you haven't already looked

of course, there will undoubtedly be jegulus in there, but it won't ONLY be jegulus

as for my personal recommendations:

rosewater:

if you're looking for regulus/evan, i have a bookmark collection on ao3 of my favorites. it's a bit on the small side, and they're all one-shots right now, but i do check the tag pretty religiously (we're talking 5+ times per day) so i will add more new favorites as i find them!

and here is a link to xslytherclawx's works on ao3 (@xslytherclawx-writes on tumblr), already filtered down to just the works featuring regulus, of which there are QUITE a few

no romance:

these are some of my ABSOLUTE FAVES for regulus-centric fics! here goes:

leave no stone unturned (a series of standalones) by thedivinecomedian has a lot of great stuff - i haven't read the whole series, but i love blackpool, styx, and sabotage! please do mind the content warnings on all of those. (as the title of the series suggests, they're all standalone fics)

bindings, bindings by quietlemonhush isn't SOLELY regulus-centric - it focuses on regulus, sirius, remus, james, and lily - but regulus is one of the main characters, he has a pov, and i just love the fic in general agslhgjskdf. once again mind the warnings but it's less intense than, like, blackpool

through a glass, blackly by wheresmejumper is one that i just read fairly recently and became an INSTANT fave. it's just so well done GAHHHHHH my jaw was on the fLOOR when i got to the end, highly highly recommend, yet again do mind the warnings

some more no romance fics i found in my older bookmarks:

birthright and brotherhood - one-shot, regulus pov of sirius running away

to blow a gasket - one-shot, regulus using notable muggle inventions like duct tape and explosives to steal the horcrux

miscellaneous pairings:

smoke slow: a spy!regulus au - regulus/remus series, regulus is The Spy who ends up with the hogwarts teaching job. he's a runes professor, one of my favorite takes on the 'regulus was dumbledore's spy' premise, and regulus himself is just *chefs kiss* he's punched dumbledore in the face multiple times and i live in the hope of him getting another one in. the dialogue is EXCELLENT

midnight hues - bartylus one-shot, emotional hurt/comfort i guess? it's soft (it's in a series, but the series is more a collection of regulus fics than anything requiring continuity)

kindness blooms - regulus/petunia series, which is a WILD pairing but the author totally sold me on it - 'good petunia dursley' is a prominent tag in the series, it becomes more harry-centric as the series progresses but there's still a lot of regulus!

AND FINALLY........

technically this fic should go in the no romance section but it's just so glorious that i felt the need to give it its own section

regulus black and the way things changed: a not!fic - another take on regulus becoming a hogwarts professor, told in humorous bullet point style, and it's just delightfully unhinged the whole way through. regulus competes with gilderoy lockhart re: who is the most fabulous dresser at hogwarts. snuffles gets HEAVILY involved. it's absolutely wild. also they kill voldemort and whatnot

okay that's what i've got right now - if anyone else wants to add on more, including art, go for it!!

#anon we are in the trenches together #should i make an inbox tag

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foolishgamers · 1 year

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when I used to go through main tags I’d block any x reader blog on site in hopes one day I’d be free of seeing them. that day never came though there was just too many.

it’s like a hydra … you cut off one head and two more show up

#😭#we out here fighting in the trenches together anon #blue talks

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vicsbasement · 2 months

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Watching Charles closely I came to believe that he might have abandonment issues (for obvious reasons), so yeah, I guess he hasn’t been taking Carlos’ departure from the team very well… Of course Carlos isn’t actively abandoning him, but anyways

Ohmygod, anon. You're absolutely right. I mean, it's a logical response to his past trauma, too. I'm not presuming to know the guy, but from what I can see, I just feel like he's really going through the trenches right now. I'm not going to say that they're extremely close, but, just from what we've been able to see about their relationship and the way they talk about each other, I'm ready to assume that they really seem to be close, especially now that we can see Charles visibly reacting to Carlos' departure from the team. I'm pretty sure there's not an ounce of bad blood between them, especially since they've been seeming so much closer ever since before Vegas. I feel like their friendship had time to develop towards the end of their third year together (trauma bonding and all things provided by a very rocky Ferrari car that put them both in uncomfortable situations that only both of them could understand) and so, now that that was blooming, to have it taken from them must be tough. Carlos has been brought up to be much less emotional about his relationships in the paddock, based on interviews alone, yet I think he's been saving up some emotion for their alone time. Charles, though... he seems to be that guy who wears his heart on his sleeve sometimes, and when it comes to this, he doesn't seem too shy to let people know that he really does like Carlos as a teammate and as a person. I mean, they have so much in common, everyone's said it, Mattia, Fred, constantly talking about their competitiveness and how close they'd become when they started to make everything a race... and they probably know each other well. They've shared small spaces, probably had important conversations with one another, they're both in a position where nobody else would get it, except for the other. And they've never, EVER shown disrespect towards each other. So, yeah. Carlos might not be abandoning Charles, but they're both in rather similar situations, and to bring Lewis into the mix, Lewis, with the bigger salary, with the seven titles, with the past experience... it should be something that makes Charles take pause and probably appreciate what he has right now with a guy who's basically in the same level as himself in terms of... I don't know, I guess gravitas. Lewis has so much, and Charles has the whole team behind him, and yet he turns to Carlos as a friend? Maybe we're not seeing how much of an equal footing they have between each other. They've probably discussed even this between them and Charles must be feeling so comfortable with Carlos by his side... This whole thing rocks his whole world, and I would love Carlos' security just as much as Charles is probably appreciating it right now. Sorry, I got totally off the rails with this, but the point is: what this shows me is that Charles really does care, deeply, about Carlos. And it's a wonder to see, honestly. If I were to be completely honest, I saw their relationship much more unilaterally. I felt like Carlos liked Charles more than he liked Carlos. But right now? Wow. I really do see how much Charles seems to appreciate Carlos' company and friendship as a teammate. And it's an absolute relief to me. The fact that he started the year defending Carlos from the italian press and insisting, on record, that they should focus on the fact that they have a whole year together out of "RESPECT FOR CARLOS"? Wow, Charles. You had my eye, before, but right now, you finally caught my attention. Thank you for sending me this ask, anon! I love analyzing stuff and the content has been pouring lately, so I love just to be able to talk about these two guys without restraints 😅

#Charlos #vic talks #ask #anon #carlos sainz jr #charles leclerc #you guys stop liking the post and JOIN THE CONVERSATION I WANT TO KNOW YOUR TAKES #charlos thoughts

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centralperkchenford · 9 months

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Chenford + other people’s POV witnessing how in love they are with each other

I hope you like this anon (I swear this is my last one for the night!)

Chenford + other people’s POV witnessing how in love they are with each other

Or 5 different people observing how in love Tim and Lucy are + Tim and Lucy realizing it.

You are in love, true love

Angela

Angela knew from the start that Lucy was different. She didn’t buy into Tim’s hard ass TO act. She challenged him from the beginning and pulled him right out of the dark trenches he was drowning in. Even when he was an absolute asshole to Lucy, she still managed to see the best in him somehow.

Angela thought for sure after Vegas and the whole UC op, they would get their heads out of their asses and admit they have feelings for each other but of course they didn’t and both of them denied it. And no matter how hard Angela pushed Tim, he remained stubborn. And of course there was Chris and Ashley.

But now..

Angela watches as they walk into the bar all wrapped up in each other. They were doing couples night tonight, something that Angela had established the minute she found out Tim and Lucy were together.

They make their way over to the table that Angela is sitting at and Lucy slides in grinning at her. Tim turns back to go to the bar to get them drinks while Angela turns to Lucy.

“You guys are pretty cozy.” She says and Lucy turns to look at Tim at the bar. Angela doesn’t miss her eyes going up and down his back.

She shrugs her shoulders before turning back to Angela a soft smile on her face. “Yeah I guess we are.” She says lightly. Angela smiles at her, she has seen Lucy happy, sad, terrified and angry. But she has never seen this look on her. She’s in love.

Angela doesn’t say anything more until Tim comes back sliding Lucy a beer and a tequila shot. She grins at him happily and gives him a small kiss before turning back to her drinks. Tim smiles at her too, a smile Angela has seen him wear around Lucy. It’s a smile that reaches all the way to his eyes. It’s a good smile and Angela really hopes it stays there. She watches as Tim loops his arm around Lucy’s shoulder and pulls her close. It’s a subtle move but it’s there.

And now Angela’s sees it written all over Tim’s face. It’s been there for a long time but he’s not trying to hide it now.

He’s in love too.

Angela smiles to herself as her husband comes over and gives her a quick kiss. She cuddled up to him and watches as Tim places a soft kiss on the top of Lucy’s head. He catches Angela’s eyes and smiles at her.

She wants to tease him at how soft he is being but she doesn’t. She has time to do that later, for now she watches as her best friend watches his girlfriend with nothing but love in his eyes.

***

Grey

Grey knew from the start that pairing up Bradford and Chen would be a good thing. He knew Bradford was rough around the edges and had a few dark moments. He knew he was a tough TO, and he expected nothing but the best from his Rookies.

But he also knew that Lucy Chen was different from the start. She was sunshine personified. She tried to see the good in everyone and the included Tim.

They had been through the ringer to get where they were today. Tim went through his stuff with Isabel, and Lucy was kidnapped and almost died at the hands of Caleb. They dated other people, and wrestled with their feelings for each other. They sacrificed for each other. Hell Tim took a desk job for Lucy. And Lucy managed to get him a place in metro something Grey was still trying to figure out.

But in the end…

In the end they were exactly where Grey knew they were suppose to be. He watches them from his office. They weren’t touching each other they did a pretty good job of keeping it professional at work.

(Or they tried to Grey had walked by Tim’s office a few times and heard.. stuff).

But they were looking at each other with looks Grey knew they only reserved for each other. He watches as they say something to each other. Lucy smiles at Tim nodding her head. Tim places his hand on the small of her back for a few seconds and then they walk off in separate directions. He knows it’s not much of a change from before but it’s enough for him to know one thing.

They love each other.

He thinks they have loved each other for a while now, maybe even before they got together. But it’s written all over their faces now, it’s in their actions and their subtle touches. They are in love with each other.

And Grey knew they both deserved it, after everything they had been through they had found love and solace in each other.

***

Tamara

Tamara knew Lucy and Tim were close. It was the kind of close that if you didn’t know them you would think they were a couple. Tamara knew better though she knew they were just friends that slipped into something more along the way. They were drawn to each other, even when they were with other people they somehow made their way towards each other.

She knew that when she caught them kissing it was more than just for work. And no matter how many times they (both) tried to deny it Tamara just knew.

And she knows it now..

She watches as Tim and Lucy stand in line to order their dinner. Tamara sits back in her seat and observes them. Lucy has her arm looped in Tim’s arm and is pointing at something on the menu. Tim makes a face and Lucy slaps him playfully on the chest. They do this around the apartment too, and as much as Tamara acts like she hates it. She finds it pretty cute, she finds this softer side of Tim is nice. It’s refreshing really. But she supposes that this is the side that Lucy sees all the time.

She watches as they get up to the counter and Lucy orders. Tim stands behind her his hand on the small of her back. When she’s done ordering, he comes to front to pay. She tries to protest but he shakes his head at her firmly.

Tamara grins as Lucy rolls her eyes at him and then reaches up to kiss him on the cheek.

It’s love.

Tamara knows this for a fact, she had been around with Chris and Lucy. Chris was fine but he was kind of whiny and he made Lucy pay every other time. And Lucy never looked at him the way she looks at Tim. She looked at Chris, like she was attracted to him but that’s it. She looks at Tim like she could burst at the seams because she’s so in love.

Tim looks at her the same way, with love and trust in his eyes. It’s nice to see them both this happy and in love.

(Sometimes she just wishes they wouldn’t do it on the couch).

But she gets it a love like this only comes around once in a blue moon. And she knows Tim and Lucy are forever. And she couldn’t be happier for them.

Nolan

Nolan has seen Lucy at her best and at her worst. Hell he’s seen Tim at his worst and he knows that Lucy went through Tim’s worst with him. He knows Lucy is a great person and one of his closest friends. Even if they don’t hang out as much anymore he still values their friendship.

He knows Lucy has been through a lot especially after Caleb and he saw how her relationship with Tim just evolved after that. They were somewhat more reluctant friends at first (more on Tim’s part than Lucy’s) but as time went on he saw their relationship become more of a friendship and then it was just them.

And now…

He has to admit that he was the last to find out about their new relationship. Even Bailey figured it out before him, but he honestly cannot say he is surprised at their change of status. He knew that they would eventually end up with each other no matter how long it took. He watches them from across the bullpen. Tim is in his metro uniform while Lucy has already changed out for the day. Her hair cascades down her back, and he’s leading her out the door his fingers brushing through her hair gently. He watches as they stop just before the door. Lucy doesn’t bother to look around she just presses herself against Tim and kisses him.

Lucy was never one for PDA and neither was Tim so Nolan is surprised at her actions and he’s equally surprised when Tim responds just as eagerly. Nolan watches as Lucy takes a step back and turns towards the door waving at Tim as she does.

Wow he thinks they are in love.

It’s something that even Nolan realizes. He may be oblivious some of the time (most of the time) but he can see it all over their faces.

He sees Tim head back towards the bullpen and Nolan busies himself with some paperwork on the desk.

Tim walks right passed paying him no mind, he has a pep in his step that Nolan had never seen before.

He is happy, Nolan thinks as he watches Tim’s retreating back round the corner to his office. And 100% in love with Lucy Chen

***

Isabel

Isabel sits in her car and watches as Tim and Lucy get out of Tim’s truck and make their way to the restaurant. They are walking side by side and their hands are brushing each others. She watches as Tim finally grabs Lucy’s hand and she giggles a little bit. He smiles at her looking her so softly and so intently that Isabel has to look away for a minute.

She watches as Tim holds the door open for her, his face still soft. And the thing is Tim used to look at her with love and tenderness. But he had never looked at her the way he is looking at Lucy, like she is the only girl in the world and like she holds his heart. She never thought Tim could love someone that much.

But Lucy is different after all.

She knows they are in love she had seen it the minute she walked into Lucy’s apartment that day. She had heard it in his voice while they were talking in the truck. She knew what Tim looks like when he’s in love, and he was absolutely in love with Lucy. Isabel gets out of her car and heads up to the restaurant. She spots Tim and Lucy right away and they wave her over.

“Hey.” Says Tim smiling at her. “It’s good to see you again.” Isabel smiles at him and then at Lucy.

They are sitting at a booth so Tim is sitting next to Lucy who is leaning on him just a little bit. She straightens up when Isabel slides in, and she sees Tim’s hand slide so it’s on Lucy’s knee.

“It’s nice to see you too.” Isabel says. “Thanks for an inviting me.” Tim nods at her and Lucy smiles.

They have nice conversations as they order and wait for their food. Once they have finished their dinner, Lucy excuses herself to go to the restroom. Tim watches her go a fond smile on his face before he turns back to Isabel.

“What?” He asks seeing the smile on her face and she can’t help but laugh.

“It’s nice seeing you happy.” She says and then adds: “I’m glad you found someone like Lucy.” He nods and Isabel realizes this could have been them. If she hadn’t fallen from grace. And ended up using drugs.

But Isabel doesn’t dwell on what could have been because she knows somehow it all worked out in the end. She got better and so did Tim and that’s all she could have ever wanted for him.

“You love her.” She says and Tim doesn’t looks surprised at her words. He runs his finger down Lucy’s water glass and turns to look at Isabel his eyes sparkling and light.

“I do. She’s..everything and more to me.” He says softly.

Isabel nods as Lucy comes back from the restroom, she slides back in next to Tim and she still leans on him as she does.

Isabel studies Lucy for a minute and comes to same conclusion she had with Tim.

She loves him.

Isabel is happy for them, and she’s happy Tim is getting his forever with Lucy. She knows he deserves that.

Tim and Lucy

Tim loves Lucy, he’s known that for awhile now. He loves when she wakes up before him (which is rare these days) and kisses him gently on the side of the head. He loves when he can hear her humming in the shower. He loves when he gets up and the coffee is already made. The list goes on and on. He loves discovering new things to love about her and he really hopes he never stops.

But the thing is….

Tim has never said those three little words to her. Not yet anyway, he wants it to be perfect because she deserves that. He thinks she loves him too and it’s almost like they are both waiting for the other to say it.

He stretches out in his chair, and then stands up so he can stretch his back. Just as he’s sitting back down the door opens and Lucy comes bouncing in. She’s carrying a bag which he assumes is his lunch.

“Hi baby.” She says excitedly putting the bag in front of him and then leaning over the desk to kiss him.

“Hi.” He says softly pulling her in for another kiss. “I could have met you for lunch.” She shrugs as she sits down.

“I wanted it to be just you and me.” She says leaning back in her seat. Tim smiles T her as he pulls the food out from the bag. It’s his favorite tacos.

He loves her so damn much.

He stares at her as she looks at her phone, she looks up for a second and frowns. “Do you not like your tacos?” She asks putting her phone away.

He stares at her some more and then his eyes flick to the tacos he hasn’t touched yet. “No! I love you- I mean them.” He says in a rush and her eyes widen and her mouth falls open.

“W-hat did y-you just say?” She stutters. Tim gulps because he can’t take it back now, not that he ever would.

“I love you.” He says. “A lot. I mean like a whole lot. I sound stupid right now but…” Lucy chokes out a sound between a laugh and a sob. She leans forward and kisses him hard, and then pulls back and bumps her nose to his. “I love you too.” She says. He leans into her as much as he can with a desk between them and nips at her lips, she loves him! She loves him!

***

Lucy knows she loves Tim and she also knows he loves her because he has told her a million and one times since the first day he said it. But she’s not sure she has loved him anymore than she has in the moment. And the thing is, he is in a hospital bed with a broken arm and broken ribs and her heart feels like it’s about to burst through her chest.

She loves him so much.

“You had me worried.” She says quietly a tear slipping down her cheek. He reaches up pushing some hair out of her face.

“I know baby. I’m sorry.” He says just as quietly. “I’m okay.”

She huffs out a breath. A broken arm and broken ribs weren’t her idea of okay. He must sense her thoughts because he raises up his broken arm. “Well as okay as I can be.” He says. She lets out a laugh sob. And just looks at him as if she’s studying him.

“I love you.” She says through her tears. “Fuck I love you.” She doesn’t know why she’s crying when he is the one in the hospital bed.

“I love you too baby. Now come here.” He says and he moves over only wincing a little. She crawls into bed with him and adjusts herself so she’s not hurting him. He puts his chin on top of her head and let’s out a sigh.

I love you.

#chenford #the rookie #chenford fanfic #tim bradford #tim x lucy #lucy chen #chenford fic #anon answered

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nahida-official · 4 months

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a very merry sumeru christmas !

christmas notes compiled together :3

NOTABLE MESSAGE OF SHAME:

from. hat-guy (@the-wanderer-official) What a *wonderful* year you've spent annoying me. It was so special, I don't think we will need any more ever again, so I think it's time to return to your knitting or old lady ramblings. In the gift below I have enclosed a few mora to tide you by as Haravatat slowly falls apart from it's lack of funding. I hope you enjoy finding a new job that will hire someone as old as you. Sincerely with annoyance, the wanderer.

"Hey! Hat Guy.. I think you've perhaps forgotten that i can read all these messages. I told you to at least TRY to be nicer."

Cloud said: Merry Christmas!

from. alhaitham (@alhaitham-official) Happy Holidays. (have a nice time yall -mod)

:> said: STAY SILLY GUYS!!!!!! BE SKRUNKLY AND AWESOME TOO BUT I KNOW Y'ALL WILL DO THAT ANYWAYS

from. corruptdhaitham (@corrupted-haitham-official) This is useless to me. Still, have a nice time or whatever. (happy holidays and such. -moddie)

from. madame faruzan (@faruzan-official) Lesser Lord Kusanali, I give you a cookie. You are a wonderful archon. Hat Guy, may you die in the trenches. @autistic-alhaitham, I am telling you. You meowed at me. You cannot fool the one and only Madame Faruzan. Kaveh, youngster, stay as you are. You are wonderful for someone coming from the loathed Darshan of Ksharewar. @niloupalata you as well are pleasant, truly. And to the lot of you, happy holidays. Except Hat Guy. I hope your holidays are the worst.

"Awh! Many thanks, Madame Faruzan for the cookie. ..But you too. Watch your words. I told you both to be nice or I'd suspend you from "

from. Adi @adi-cat-anon Happy Holidays, and best wishes for the new year! I'm glad I got to meet you all.

from. dunyarzad^^ (@dunyarzad-official) Ohhh!!! Lesser Lord Kusanali!!! You have been such a nice archon!! You really were the one thing keeping me alive back when I was despairing through my Eleazar!! Thank you so much! And now that I've recovered, I can finally go around on my own and since the new year is rolling around, I'd love to take the opportunity to make new friends!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"It's nothing, Miss Dunyarzad. I'm glad I could help! Happy Holidays to you!"

from. kaveh (@kaveh-official) haitham please decrease my rent

from. Candace. (@candace-official) Have a happy holidays, everyone.

from. hat guy (notable message of shame above)

from. love anon (@l0ve-anon) Yall better be ready to see chaos. I will bring it to someone so be ready /pos (bringing up my flirting game)

"I.. I don't know who you are but I do suppose you have a happy holidays? Please try to refrain from causing too much of a major ruckus in Sumeru, though. :3"

from. zzz anon make sure y'all slept before Christmas

from. Bard (@namelessbard-official <-i believe? correct me if I'm wrong!) Venti(@venti-official)--I love you and I'm so proud of you <3 carry on my litle elf!

from. Fang, Annie (@the-chaos-siblings) Fang: Merry chrisler! Annie: Merry Christmas!

from. Cyno (@general-mahamatra-cyno-official) Merry Christmas. Where does Santa keep his coat during the year? The Claus-et.

"What a wonderful joke from the General Mahamatra! Hehe!"

test tube said: I genuinely cannot see whatever i picked god help me Merry Christmas if we open these on Christmas Day then I am currently suffering at a party I was forced to go to aaaaaaaaaaaaa

"Oh.. : ( I'm sorry! I hope you'll at least have fun at that party to some extent."

from. the Doctor (@dottore-official) I was told to leave a note if i wanted more funds, so happy holidays I suppose.

from. Zandik (@zandik-official) What is this for..? Even though I don't know, here. Take this. +1 Gears acquired.

from. Sohreh!! (@sohreh-official) Happy Holidays!! Oh, this is so exciting! I wonder who will get this card... I don't know, but to however gets this, have a happy holiday season!

from. layla (@layla-official) Hot coffee everyone?.. I can mix it with chocolate if caffeine isn't to your liking.

from. Tighnari (@fennec-tighnari-official) happy holidays to you all! and please no one get injured, I'm not dealing with this during the holidays.

from. Hydro!Kaveh (@hydro-eidolon-kaveh-official) Hello! I'm sure most of you are in my memories somewhere, but I'd like to let you all know that you are in my thoughts around this special time of year! My Haitham told me a little bit about the holidays and what they mean, but I'm definitely still a little lost on the fact. Otherwise, I know it is a time to decorate a tree and appreciate those that you love, and I want you to know that I love each and every one of you! (I think) Have the best holidays ever!

"Awh! May you have the best holidays ever too!!"

from. serendipityanon (@serendipity-anon) Hello all, I've knitted quilts for each and every one of you in a different color! I'll put them under the tree as well~ I have several pots of tea to share with everybody, and of course I brought fairy lights! Everyone has to take a set home to decorate their home~ I hope everybody has a wonderful day and and incredible holiday season! Love, serendipity-anon

from. collei (@collei-official) Happy holidays to everyone !! :D from. webttore (@webttore-official) I don't know why I'm here ig I'm from Sumeru? But I'm in Mondstadt rn. Anyways I'm gonna steal gifts and kick kids -Webttore

"Get out. We do not condone that here that is not holiday cheer."

from. Xinyan (@xinyan-official) Wherever Yoimiya (@yoimiya-official) has disappeared to, I hope she's doing well.

"Everyone have a happy holidays! From the Goddess of Wisdom and the rest of Sumeru! Directed at not just the people of Sumeru, but truly everyone out there!!"

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whinlatter · 1 year

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Heyyy just wanted to know your opinion on this coz I feel your analysis of Hinny is the best one I've ever read. Do u feel if one of them dies at some point, the other would move on and go out with other people? Or do you think they would feel like they're replacing the other and might not commit to someone else ever?

Anon, are you determined to prise that Friday feeling out of my hands by making me think about Harry and Ginny’s deaths ☹️

…jk you know I live for this 🤸🏻‍♀️ thank you so much anon! (important to say that so much of my Hinny analysis comes thinking about and benefiting from other people’s writing and work, so definitely want to acknowledge that)

Honestly I think… no, not after what they went through in the war. There are a few reasons:

- I think that, given the intensity of what Harry and Ginny went through to get to each other after DH, and how close they know they both came to losing the other person, neither person would want to seek out happiness in another long-term romantic relationship. From Ginny’s perspective, one of the things I thought a lot about when writing this meta on the significance of their kiss in DH, is that I think Ginny starts to brace herself to grieve Harry beginning in summer 1997. She does a lot of the work of having to imagine her life without him, as a very young person. Then he does come back. I think we can’t underestimate how much that extreme experience would shape her sense that Harry is it, for her. From Harry’s perspective, he spends all of DH thinking of her as his singular source of comfort and respite from the enormity of his situation. I think once you’ve died thinking of a person, you’d struggle to ever be able to go on a date with someone new. (Imagine explaining that over appetisers. Imagine getting into that over some calamari.)

- I also think they’d struggle to trust new people who don’t share their life experiences. Love is contextual, and our life experiences shape the people we are, and the people we look for. Had the war not happened, maybe Harry and Ginny would be more open to bringing new people into their lives who have different childhoods and life experiences to theirs. But the war did happen, and I think that would drastically limit the number of people both Harry and Gin can relate to and be open with. I suspect Harry and Ginny would spend most of their time in an already insular group of family, ex Order people and the DA who were in the trenches together, so to speak.

- Both have some sense of belief in a form of life after death. (This is most obvious in Harry’s case, given what he goes through in the Forest and after, but see meta above on Ginny, death and the veil). I do think this is quite particular to them as characters, but I think their mutual belief in some kind of afterlife would shape their willingness to entertain building new romantic relationships in this life. They would be holding hope for a reunion, in some way. Both are, by the end the series, two people who are bereaved. They both know that you can’t replace people you’ve lost, and I don’t think their particular ways of coping with loss would lead them to try and fill the void left by the death of the love of their life with a new long-term relationship.

- They have kids very young, and both would struggle with the idea of introducing a new parental figure to their children. Again, I think this is very particular to these two characters, but I think their instinctive protectiveness and tendency towards familial insularity would mean they wouldn’t be looking to bring someone new in to their children’s lives.

- At heart… both are certified lover boys/girls™️. Ginny Weasley is ride or die; Harry Potter is the wife guy of wife guys. These kids are saps (and I say this as a committed sap). I think it would be a bit of a joke among their mates, like how boringly and singularly all for each other Harry and Ginny are. I think it would be widely acknowledged in their circle of friends that Harry and Ginny are not swapping anyone else in if the other kicks the bucket.

#those two losers just really really love each other #to be fair to harry #i wouldn’t get over ginny weasley either #harry x ginny #hinny #meta #ginny weasley

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batmanisagatewaydrug · 9 months

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a huge barrier for me for actually sleeping with anyone ever is idk what to do to like, express that intent in a non-creepy way. like I know what NOT to do but idk what TO do to ask and I have moral OCD so my brain is constantly like Repent For Looking Up on Someone With Carnal Desire In Your Heart even though I'm not Catholic. like I know it's fine but OUGH the ingrained guilt be hitting. anyway hi sex witch I have gotten NO sleep so idk how coherent this is but tl;dr I have problems disease. This is probably more of a therapist issue than a you issue but I am hoping you don't mind anonymous venting? If you have ideas I'll take them

hey anon,

this is the most catholic shit I've ever heard from a non-catholic but on god we're going to get through it. I mean it absolutely IS therapist shit, please do that, but we can make a little start here.

I guess, like, realistically, let's talk about your fear of being perceived as creepy. how are you broaching this question? because as long as you're not doing it by leaning in over a stranger's shoulder to breathe wetly in their ear or sprinting at a group of people waiting for the bus whilst whipping open your trench coat to reveal your genitalia or propositioning cashiers at work, you're probably good. context is important, but you probably know that.

I also have to assume you're not just asking acquaintances at random if they want to bone but rather people with whom you feel like there's at least a little interest and a chance of saying yes. and if you're not sure about the vibe, great news! you can literally just ask to hang out with them to get to know them better and develop the vibe.

if you're not so much looking to add a sexual component to your relationship with someone you already know and rather perusing the apps (or websites? idk, are people still on okcupid or farmers only or whatever?), wow, that's even easier. pretty easy to be upfront about what you're interested in and filter accordingly!

regardless of what pools you're pulling perspective partners from, the best way to combat the fear of expressing an interest in sex is to accept that awkwardness is fine and, dare I say, normal. and fine! it's fine to be a little sweaty and nervous and have some little fumbles while making that overture. that's very normal, and doesn't actually need to be scary as long as we're operating in the mindset that it's totally fine if someone says no.

again, an invitation to explore sex together is only a creepy thing if you're doing it in one of those ways I described up to, or in a way that otherwise disregards the feelings of the person you're asking! and as long as you're asking in a way that's not wildly inappropriate, there's no reason to take a no as a rejection of everything about you. listen, there are TONS of people who I deeply love and would continue to deeply love even if they asked to hook up and I wasn't into it.

also, hey: get some sleep.

#sex edventures 2023

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If it makes you feel any better, I still sometimes get likes on an old Thneedville High fanfic I wrote back in the day

I mean I don't feel BAD about it just like, where are these people coming from!!!!!!

edit: we were in the trenches together anon why are you anon

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The Difference Between Us | Alfie Solomons x m!reader

anonymous asked: Hello! For Alfie Solomons X male!reader or non-binary!reader, could I please request the following: "What's got you in such a bad mood?"+"Fuck you!"+"Y'know what? Nevermind" Just an idea: Maybe it's reader's turn to be jealous when he/they see someone being super flirty and handsy with Alfie. But the poor bear of a man doesn't even realize what's happening and just goes on while reader is slowly fuming in the corner 😂. Thank you so much 😊. 🐍anon

summary: you're far, far from happy when someone starts to openly flirt with Alfie right in front of you.

tws: swearing, jealousy

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Oh, you hated it.

The way she put her hands all over Alfie and how she kept complimenting his tattoos and his arms, squeezing his biceps and running her hands down his chest.

You narrowed your eyes, glaring from behind your book as you clenched your jaw tightly; she was here on business, a Lady from a very prominent house coming all the way to Camden to ask Alfie to cover up an affair of her father's. She kept saying how Alfie must have been so strong, and how it was a shame he wasn't married yet; Alfie agreed, it was a shame.

You couldn't believe he was being so fucking oblivious. If anyone even so much as touched you for a second too long, Alfie would have their guts for garters; but he was totally obvious to what was going on, and why the Lady was being so affectionate towards him.

You were in shock, more than anything, if you had swapped places, he would have been threatening to shoot someone right between the eyes. You rolled your eyes, pouting as you turned back to your book with a huff, letting him carry on.

"Mister Solomons, you are so strong," she breathed out, squeezing his biceps again. "And so handsome, too!"

"He's off the market, ma'am," you hissed quietly.

"Such a shame," she tutted. "A man so strong and handsome? I'm surprised we haven't met before."

Alfie shrugged. "I'm a fuckin' busy man, to be fair. Ain't got a lot of time for takin' on new clients and all that shit."

"No," the Lady mused. "But what about new… friends?"

He shook his head as he stole a look at you, wondering why you were being so huffy. "Not really. I'm fuckin' busy."

"Are you sure?" She cooed, putting her hands on his chest. "I've been told I'm a great friend - I take very good care of people."

"I'm too busy for friends," Alfie told her. "Way too fuckin' busy."

She frowned, reluctant to stop touching him as she headed towards the door. "Well, thank you anyway, Mister Solomons. I do hope we meet again." She took one look at you and nodded curtly. "Lieutenant."

She shut the door behind her, and you huffed. "I fucking well hope we don't."

Alfie raised a brow as he looked at you, trying to figure out what was going on. "What's got you in such a bad mood?"

"Fuck you!" You snapped. "You fucking fool!"

His eyes widened slightly as he took a step back. "Fuckin' Hell, alright! Y'know what? Nevermind, forget I fuckin' asked."

You huffed as you turned back to your book yet again. "If you was sat here, and that was me getting fucking felt up and flirted with, you'd have lost your lid."

"She was just bein' friendly," Alfie laughed as he sat at his desk. "Didn't mean no harm."

"Mister Solomons you are so strong," you mocked. "And so handsome, too!"

"Alright, knock it off," he grumbled. "Leave it out, yeah? It was just business."

"You get jealous over everyone who looks at me for two seconds too long," you growled. "But some fucking stranger had their hands all over you, and you're none the fucking wiser!"

Alfie glared at you for a moment. "We fought in the trenches together, you and me. You got my fuckin' loyalty a long time ago, y'know that."

"But evidently, that bullet that knocked your helmet didn't knock any sense into you," you growled. "Did it?"

"We've been together since we was teenagers," Alfie reminded you.

But you didn't seem too consoled by his words, so he sighed as he stood up, crossing the room and gently taking the book from you; he saved your place by bending the corner of the page as he put it side, nudging your legs apart so that he could kneel between them.

"Alfie, get out of my face."

"C'mon," he said gently. "You know I'm all fuckin' yours. Always have been."

"You threatened to kill Tommy Shelby because he dared to say I looked good," you pointed out.

"And I would, if he did it again," Alfie nodded. "Are you really that fuckin' jealous, Lieutenant?"

"Shut. The. Fuck. Up."

Gently, he pressed his face against the side of your neck, humming softly as he dared to stipple a few kisses along the soft skin. "I'm sorry I made you jealous… I didn't fuckin' mean to."

You didn't want to give in, but his kisses were so gentle and so sweet, and the feeling of his hand on your side was more than you could bear; you leaned into his touches, daring to crack a small smile as you welcomed the affectionate little ritual.

Alfie was the type to get jealous, everyone knew that; but he had never seen you jealous before, and although he knew that you liked to see him jealous, he hated to see it on you.

He got possessive, more bold and showing off. You just got huffy and snappy, and he hated that.

He never wanted to upset you, he never sought out to do so, either. He frowned when he pulled away.

"C'mon, forgive me?"

"Fine," you huffed. "You're forgiven."

"Thank you," he smiled, gently rubbing the tip of his nose against yours. "Tell you what, we'll get Cyril in the car, and we'll go see me mum, yeah?"

"Alfie, no offence, but I don't really wanna go anywhere," you admitted.

He nodded, a soft hum coming from the back of his throat. "Alright, so we'll go home. We'll get in bed, and you can read your book while I sit there and listen. Yeah?"

"That's… doable," you agreed. "But I'm still not happy."

"Don't worry," Alfie grinned as he pressed a soft kiss to your lips, his hand trailing down to your hip. "I'll make sure you're happy."

You rolled your eyes. "Why didn't you tell her that I'm your boyfriend?"

"'Cause you ain't," he pointed out. "You're my fuckin' fiance… I'll tell her when we next see her, alright? I'll make sure she knows - I've got a man who loves me, I don't need no one else."

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I always felt kinda weird about the dps 'novel' and thought it was so strange how many people seemed to love it. (And how often nancy kleinbaum was credited for quotes she had no involvement in..)

Like.. i'm glad if people enjoyed it. But at the same time i was crushed that i couldn't form a connection with it? Because all i yearned for was a long and detailed book of dps, but the book we've got is just a (worse) version of the script, where all the characters feel off.. finally someone put into words what i had trouble articulating.

So... thanks!

(And if i may ask: what do you think of the 'deleted scene' where mr. keating comes to the cave? It obviously doesn't have much to do with the book (just like everything else it was part of the script), but for me personally it was the first time i had encountered it.. do you think it adds to the story or not?)

Anonymous because i have a horrid fear of being misunderstood :) have a nice day

anon you and i are on the exact same page. i think within the fandom it's generally disliked on some level, but i see a lot of people who aren't in the trenches with us who praise it. and it's like, i think they just like the movie, but quoting from a movie isn't aesthetic enough or something? so they quote from the book? idk i have never liked the book, i don't understand the appeal of it at all.

there is another universe where the dps book is what you want: thorough, detailed, maybe even expands on the characters in minor ways (like we finally find out what clubs meeks and pitts are in). unfortunately, we live in the darkest timeline

i have quite mixed feelings about that deleted scene tbh. there is some context to it and i even see the vision that schulman was going for when he wrote it. to my understanding, that scene where todd reads out his poem was supposed to be intercut with the scene of neil going into his father's office. it's a pretty sick juxtaposition: todd, the character who could barely form a sentence at the beginning of the film, is reading out his own poem to his friends! and neil, who started all his friends on the dps path after being inspired by keating, isn't there because he's committing suicide at home, ending his life because there is nothing to live for if he can't seize the day. the thing is, in the original script, todd's character arc was a bit more complete in my opinion. he stands up to mr nolan and his parents and he doesn't sign the contract which terminates mr keating. he see him put keating's advice into practice and the effects/consequences of that (for some reason, todd does not get kicked out of welton in the og script, not sure why). but in the film, he is presented with the reality of not being able to follow mr keating's advice (yet), so he has to sign the contract. thus leading to the epic finale of the film where he thanks mr keating for his lessons and then we just presume they all put those lessons into practice. (dps 2 me thinks). now, for the film, weir wanted that grim/tragedy ending, so he cut a lot of that stuff with todd out. it still works, just not in the traditional way.

in terms of the rest of that, like everyone singing and dancing together... doesn't really do much. again, it was supposed to be intercut with neil's suicide, but neil's scene is harrowing enough without seeing his friends not know what's going on with him.

so there is a world where that deleted scene works, but they deleted it for a reason.

if i could for a moment talk about knox's storyline relating to that scene. i hate that his relationship with chris comes to a screeching halt when neil commits suicide. literally, after the play, we don't see or hear from her again. in that deleted scene, they kiss or whatever. still doesn't really wrap it up. now i'm not saying i'm rooting for them, because i'm not. but i think it would have been interesting like.

okay imagine chris' boyfriend chet finds out that she went to the play with knox (or kissed him). and chet is furious so he marches up to welton, set on punching knox into the ground. only to be confronted with a guy whose friend just killed himself. and what if knox, much like todd in the film, relents. and says "you can have chris, i can't seize the day anymore, my friend is dead" and we see him lose. knox, who has been pining after chris the whole movie, has to give up. i think that may have just reiterated the point, so maybe that's why it's not addressed. idk it was just always odd that knox didn't get a proper ending. not that he deserves it.

i don't know if that actually answers your question or not. i guess in short, i don't really think it should have stayed in the film as it was, but i see how it could have worked.

end post lol

#dead poets society #dps #dps fandom #dead poets #dead poets fandom #dead poets headcanons #the dead poets society #me #answered

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Hello! Is it possible for you to write Prompt list 1, #48. “we’re not just friends and you fucking know it.”?? for Beetlejuice? 👉👈

Also, would it be okay to use these prompt lists for my own writing??

i think there’s been a glitch

Pairing: Beetlejuice x Reader

Inspiration: Prompt #48 (“we’re not just friends and you fucking know it.”) from Prompt List #1

Warnings: cursing, suggestive dialogue, beej is kinda a dick, general demon horniness, reader is kinda a dumbass, aggressive flirting

Word Count: 1,870

Author’s Note: So sorry this took so long, anon! I’ve been super busy over the past few weeks with the show that I’m currently in. I wanted to have this done by Halloween, but a week late isn’t too bad, right? Still not totally comfortable with NSFW writing, but I think I just need some practice on some ~slightly spicy~ prompts to get me in the groove. Anyways, sorry for rambling and I hope you enjoy! Here are links to my Masterlist, Prompt Lists, and About Me page. And if you'd also like to submit a request, the link can be found here!

And to answer your question, OF COURSE you can use the prompt lists! They’re for anyone and everyone to use for their own writing!

Enjoy!

You were a master of repressing your feelings. It was a special skill that you had developed over the course of your life, shielding you from the kind of heartbreak that stained pillows with mascara laced tears. When you looked back at your smattering of relationships, you felt next to nothing.

Then he showed up.

You should’ve known better. You were just doing research, delving into another one of your hyperfixations. This month, it was failed attempts at summoning the supernatural. You started to find bits and pieces about him after hours of searching on the internet, and you couldn’t help yourself. Surely, it was all in good fun, right? Unfortunately for you, nothing could’ve possibly prepared you for what was to come.

“Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice!”

You heard your voice echo, terrified and excited as the full moon illuminated your living room at midnight. You had left your window open, a soft summer breeze permeating through your home. Despite the warm air, you felt an unmistakable chill down your spine.

Before you could even form a thought, a pair of bright amber eyes materialized inches from your own. Fear radiated through your body, and you knew whatever this thing was could smell it. Suddenly, a low growl emitted from its mouth.

“Well, well,” you had to assume this was a man’s voice, though it sounded like his vocal cords had been torn to shreds, “what do we have here?” You took a step backwards, the backs of your legs hitting your overstuffed couch. You cursed yourself for placing so many candles around for ambiance; it was a housefire just waiting to happen, especially with this maniac in your immediate vicinity.

As he took a step towards you, his features became more discernable in the moonlight. Vibrantly green coiffed hair, pallid skin, perhaps the tackiest suit you had ever seen partially concealed underneath a tattered trench coat. And a sickening smile that instantly made the hairs on the back of your neck stand at attention.

“I-I’m sorry I was just—” you started to stutter, but you were cut off by the man’s grimy finger pressing itself to your lips. It took everything in you not to gag from the faint smell of decay.

“Baby, I don’t care what you were doing,” he purred, “You set me free. And I just know we’re gonna have all kinds of fun together.” You couldn’t begin to imagine what he meant by that, but you could tell that you were in for a world of trouble just by the way his eyes glinted ferally.

For the next few months, the strange man did nothing but torment you; every day you were plagued by him appearing from nowhere to scare you, possessing unsuspecting neighbors and postal workers, and using his otherworldly powers to levitate precious family heirlooms before promptly smashing them to the ground.

Through a game of increasingly irritating charades, you learned that his name was, in fact, Beetlejuice. And he was a demon. Or a ghost. Or an Eldritch horror, depending on his mood. What he was most of the time was a pain in your ass.

Even so, you couldn’t help but feel drawn to him. He balanced his destructive nature with charm and wit, and eventually you found yourself entertaining the more mundane aspects of having a demon for a housemate.

Of course, you didn’t linger on those bewildering feelings for more than a few seconds at a time. Feelings like that could be dangerous.

Before you knew it, it was Halloween, and you were headed out to meet some friends and a guy you had been casually seeing. You hadn’t dared told Beetlejuice, let alone brought anyone over to the house. The very thought made a pit form in your stomach.

He could tell something was up with you. As you got ready, the demon noticed you were being particularly careful about the application of your makeup, the placement of your dark red lipstick. You rarely cared about your appearance, but now you were applying eyeliner with a surgeon’s precision.

“What are ya getting all dressed up for, toots?” he said, hovering a few inches above your head, the ratty tie he never took off dangling freely. You shrugged.

“It’s Halloween,” you said innocently, fluttering your eyelashes as you applied mascara. Beetlejuice let out a small scoff. The concept of Halloween didn’t excite him. Why reserve scaring the shit out of breathers for one night when you could do it every day of the year?

You stood up from your vanity, and examined yourself in the mirror. You decided to be a vampire; basic, but no one would care. Plus, the fishnets and plunging neckline of your velvet black dress made you feel more confident than you had in months. The prosthetic fangs you had molded to your incisors tied the whole costume together.

It was Beetlejuice who looked like he wanted to take a bite out of you. He’d never seen you so sure of yourself; for months, you usually collapsed into your shell around him, and he had to admit that he was impatiently waiting for you to show your true colors. And it was obvious that he liked what he saw.

“Wow, babes, you look smokin’!” he said, impulsively hoisting you into the air. You yelped in surprise, but started giggling as soon as you got your bearings. The demon always found a way of making you laugh, even when you were tired or sad or sick of his bullshit. He knew how to put a smile on your face when the very notion seemed impossible.

“Beej, put me down!” you laughed, wrapping your arms around his neck for stability. You didn’t mind the physical touch, but something about the way he was holding you felt different. Like he’d rather die again than release his grip and let you walk out that door.

His smile waned somewhat, and you noticed immediately. “I just mean, um, I do have to get going soon.”

“Do you though?”

You blinked.

“Yes, I do,” you replied, and you gestured to the floor. Beetlejuice reluctantly plopped your feet onto the hardwood, and his followed seconds later, “I didn’t get ready just for my own enjoyment, that’s for sure.”

Despite having no functioning circulatory system, Beetlejuice could still feel his blood boil. “Right,” he blurted, “Just for your boyfriend’s enjoyment, then?”

A tense silence filled the room as you stared at him, shocked. How could he possibly have known you were seeing someone? “Yeah, you’re not exactly subtle, sweetheart,” he continued, his tone laced with venom, “Only a girl planning on getting laid tonight looks like that.” He eyed you up and down again hungrily, and your mind flashed to the first night you summoned him.

And suddenly, for a moment, you were just as frightened as you were that first night.

And then that moment passed.

“First of all, how I dress is my choice, and has nothing to do with anyone else,” you said, backing him into the wall nearest to your bed, “Second, he’s not my boyfriend, not by any stretch of the imagination. But he’s also none of your goddamn business.”

“Then why didn’t you tell me, huh?” he shot back, red tendrils starting to appear at his scalp, “Got something to hide from the big mean demon squatter?”

“This is why I didn’t tell you, Beej,” you pointed to his flaming locks, “Because I knew you’d freak out. I don’t even get why, anyways. We’re just friends.”

The last statement made the ghoul freeze, and you watched as a vicious grin spread across his face. Any and all confidence that you had while standing up for yourself had shriveled and died an unbelievably quick death. Beetlejuice spurred towards you, and was only inches from your face in an instant.

“Oh babes,” he was talking to you as if you had just failed the world’s easiest math test, “we’re not just friends and you fucking know it.”

Silence filled the room yet again as your scattered thoughts fought to form a response.

You didn’t know what to make of your relationship with Beetlejuice. Yes, he had a penchant for wreaking havoc on your day to day, but it was rarely with true malice; nothing like how he was acting in that very moment. It was strange, but over the past few weeks, you could’ve sworn he was almost being…sweet.

When he wasn’t hurling your good dinner plates across the living room, that is.

And as much as you refused to admit it, there was a part of you that knew you were hiding how you really felt. From yourself, and from him. And it pissed you off to no end that he finally called you on your bullshit.

Beetlejuice tilted his head, his eyes trailing down to your lips, your cleavage, and then back up to meet your gaze, “Cat got your tongue, dollface?” you felt his arm wrap around your waist, and you let out another startled cry, “Or are you too stubborn to admit I’m right?”

You were pressed up against him now and despite how handsy he got, you still struggled with his lack of body heat. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Beetlejuice.”

He instantly winced at the sound of his full name. Two more times in a row and he’d be gone. You toyed with the idea for a brief second, but the demon just shook his head.

“I think you know exactly what I’m talking about,” he growled, “Lying doesn’t look good on you.” You felt your heart racing in your chest as your defenses began to crumble. You were usually an impenetrable wall, and you cursed yourself for letting your emotions slip through the cracks the moment he appeared.

“Look, I’ll make you a deal,” he continued, splaying his hand across the small of your back, “You can forget that other schmuck and have fun with me tonight. And just to sweeten the deal, I’ll let you keep your costume on. For a little while, anyways.”

You felt that unmistakable pit forming in your stomach. But this time, it wasn’t out of fear, or even anger really. It was from excitement. And lust. And for the first time in ages, you decided to stop stifling your emotions.

And just like that, the dam burst.

You threw yourself at him, unable to control your impulse as your lips collided with his. You could feel his smirk through the kiss. ‘Fucking asshole’, you thought indignantly, your teeth clacking harshly against his.

This was months of pent-up rage, aggression, annoyance, and passion coalescing in one spontaneous moment. And it was fucking perfect.

Shockingly, Beetlejuice pulled away, loosening his grip on you minimally. He ran his tongue across his teeth, a smug smile dancing on his lips. “Thanks for proving me right,” he quipped, his hair now shifting from red to magenta, “Still sure you wanna go out?”

“Shut up,” you breathed, “and get on the bed.” The demon’s eyebrows shot up immediately, an elated smile still on his face.

“Whatever you say, baby,” he replied, “But that costume isn’t staying on for much longer.”

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SteveTony Weekly - May 28th

Hello, darling readers! I am so sorry I missed last week. I meant to put together something ahead of time and then--didn’t have a chance. BUT! Life is starting to settle down. I’m in my new house and my kids are out of school for the summer which means I have time to return to my favorite things--reading and writing! So let’s start with a little bit of fic. Don’t forget to leave comments/kudos for your favs!

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Memorial by ani_bester

Tony takes Steve to see the WWII Monument in Washington

Memorial by hanyou_elf

Here rests in honored glory an American Soldier known but to God.

Steve visits Arlington's Tomb of the Unknown Soldier in lieu of visting the tombs of those he's lost.

Another Thing Coming Undone by nightrider101

Written for the following prompt: After the Chitauri invasion, Tony gets sick but ignores it. So it gets worse. Somehow Steve ends up the first of the team to move into the tower. He notices something is wrong and ends up taking care of Tony after realizing there is no one else around to do it.

Where There Is Desire by KandiSheek

The cave that Steve and Tony stupidly get themselves trapped in demands a sacrifice of innocence to set them free. Steve offers to sacrifice his virginity.

Tony fucking loves hates magic.

All Our Yesterdays by sheron

Endgame spoilers!

Tony and Steve travel into the past and find hope for the future.

(Look, canon blessed us with the setup for a concussion and I am merely a grateful conduit.)

The Minor Fall, the Major Lift by jukeboxhound

"Jesus, Steve, it's not like I went diving in the Mariana Trench, I'm fine." Totally fine, and if he's shaking a little and can't quite bring himself to stop touching the arc reactor, whatever, no one's perfect.

(This is how they piece it together and make it work.)

Poster Child by sabrecmc

Tony likes the new poster of Captain America. A LOT.

Cracked Hearts Under Iron Ribs by XtaticPearl

Rhodey is away for almost six months now and comes to meet Tony after the mission. He doesn't understand the domesticity of the whole Tower and unknowingly sets off a whole truck of insecurities which make Tony crawl back into being a Stark instead of just Tony. The team is not at all happy and Rhodey joins them in trying to figure out a way to help their resident genius feel better in his skin.

Bruised Ribs With A Side Of Flirting by pensversusswords

Prompt via anon: "We got in separate bar fights downtown and now we're waiting in the ER comparing stories."

AKA two beat up dweebs make starry eyes at each other.

The Fortunate Isles by Kiyaar

The difference between them, Tony thinks, is that Steve made plans. Tony had contingencies.

This is a contingency.

Every Now and Then I Fall Apart by Sineala

When Tony gets hit by a truth spell, the consequences aren't what anyone expected. They're sure not what Tony expected. He wishes he could stop telling his teammates about all the medical problems he tries to hide. As long as he doesn't open his mouth and reveal his secret feelings for Steve, or all his secret inadequacies as a human being, though, everything's going to be fine. And Tony's good at keeping secrets... or so he thinks. But maybe Steve knows him better than he knows himself. And just because Tony believes something, that doesn't make it the truth.

Questioning Reality by Captain_Panda

"Nothing's been the same since New York."

Nightmares. It's the nightmares that are eating away at Tony the most.

A post-Chitauri fic where Steve Rogers fills a much-needed void in Tony Stark's life, and both of them confront their own demons.

Follow You to the Stars (and Beyond) by navaan

In the aftermath of saving the world from Thanos, a new era is dawning for the team called Avengers. Steve has stepped down as Captain America, Tony has taken a space vacation - and he too is making plans for his retirement. What better time than now to take a road trip through space?

Meet Again by dirigibleplumbing

It's been 5 months since Steve and Tony last saw each other in Siberia, and Tony has just resurfaced after being missing for several weeks. Through a series of emails and text messages, they work to figure out what their friendship is going to look like in the future. But first, they have a lot of the past to contend with. And for some reason Tony keeps bringing up the topic of soulmates.

love me like a sinner by ArabellaAM

“So,” he says in the end, attracting Steve’s gaze towards him. “Is that everything you wanted?”

It’s only then —when he swears he can feel Steve’s breath tickling his cheek— that he realizes how close they actually are. So close the hunger in those blue eyes is undeniable, just as it’s undeniable Steve is no longer looking at him in the eye, but rather to his lips.

“Not really,” Steve says, voice raw and thick, as his eyes move quickly to Tony’s annular finger before returning to his lips.

Tony tilts his head and asks, in a tone that sounds more like a dare, “then what are you waiting for?”

Steve doesn’t actually answer; it’s Tony that makes an educated guess as he tries to grasp for air once Steve dips his head and drowns in his lips.

Or, Steve visits Tony after five years and it's not the salvation of the world he's after.

Armistice (The Nothing Else Matters Remix) by Sineala

It's 1944. Captain America lies dreaming, trapped in his own mind, and only Tony Stark can save him. But this is no mere Marvels adventure, as Tony finds when he enters Steve's dreams. Tony is confronted with dreams of superheroes, an imagined future fantastic and terrifying in equal parts, and a Steve Rogers who knows both too much and nothing at all about him. But they're just dreams. The war is what's real... isn't it?

My Heart's Quiet Home by alexcat, ralsbecket

When Pepper wants to end their marriage, Tony finds the other great love of his life.

We're On The Edge Right Now by MassiveSpaceWren, Nixie_DeAngel

“Steve Rogers, at your service, Mister Stark.”

Tony’s lips quirked up into a bright, almost teasing like grin, “I’m sure you are, Rogers, I’m sure you are.”

Steve could feel a blush work its way up his neck to his face, but before he could even open his mouth to retort, Pepper jumped in, easily redirecting the conversation before insisting on escorting Steve back down to drop him off at HR.

#stevetony weekly #stony #stony weekly #stevetony fic rec #fic rec #rec list #stevetony #stony fic #stony fic rec #steve rogers #tony stark #iron man #captain america #fanfic

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stormyoceans · 4 months

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Sorry for ranting in your ask box idk if any of this will make sense but I've been thinking if jimmysea do get a series with jojo I really hope it's them as a standalone and not an ensemble. I don't hate other gmm actors (ik ppl want a hia gang drama tbh idrc about that) but seeing the mess during only friends, I don't want jimmysea being subjected to that same discourse especially when they've been bl fandoms punching bags before *war flashbacks of vvs era*.

Not to be confused with me fearing jimmysea will be overshadowed by others or their screentime will diminish when they can definitely hold their own but just for their protection from other fandoms (and for my sanity) I just don't want them in a ensemble but knowing jojo he loves a big ol' cast so we'll see.

i completely understand you on this, anon, we've truly been in the trenches with vice versa just fighting for our life begging people to at least be respectful to jimmysea in their own damn show that i feel like the moment we hear that someone - ANYONE - is gonna be in a show with them we immediately start to have flashbacks of war like you said and PANIC

and i get that only friends didn't really help to calm our worries because those few months were ROUGH. i feel like the only reason i was able to enjoy the show in any way is because i kept my opinions to myself and avoided getting too involved with it outside from reblogging some gifsets, which is kinda the opposite of what a fandom should be imho like. if i have to refrain from actively joining a particular fandom because im afraid the experience is gonna be so negative it will actually affect my personal enjoyment of the show, then that kinda defeats the point of fandom itself. but i digress ;;;;;;;

the thing is. i feel like discourse and disputes between fans can arise regardless of how big a cast is, and while im the first one to recognize i'd rather not have jimmysea share a show with certain actors not because of the actors themselves but because of a particular category of fans of said actors, i also wouldn't want to preclude them any possibility for growth. if that makes sense ;;;;;;

in the end despite all my worries and fears and personal preferences, the most important thing to me is that they're gonna have a new show together in the future. i'd definitely rather have them be the sole focus of it, but if it's gonna be an ensemble cast with multiple pairings then i will just hope for the best and focus all my energies on supporting jimmysea

IF WE GOT WHERE WE ARE WHEN IT WAS ONLY 50 OF US AND WITH THE MOST POPULAR FANDOM AT THE TIME AGAINST JIMMYSEA THEN BY GOD WE CAN WITHSTAND EVERYTHING AND COME OUT OF IT EVEN STRONGER THAN BEFORE

#i feel like one of the reasons a lot of people want a hia gang show is because the two fandoms kinda understand each other #both jimmysea and forcebook had to face a lot of negativity during their first show #and started to gain popularity only with their second one #so the two fandoms feel safe with each other #but yeah i do understand how you feel anon and whatever happens we're gonna face it together!!!!!#also please never apologize for ranting in my ask box!!!!!#even if im very slow at replying (;;;;;) i will always gladly listen to what you guys have to say #and i do hope this can be a safe space for you!!!#jimmysea #m: ask

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prpfs · 5 months

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I’m currently searching for someone who would be interested in writing a fandomless novella roleplay with me. MXM preferred. Long form, engaging, plot heavy, character driven stories that we can delicately craft together. I have a few ideas I will mention below, but if you have something else in mind, I am more than happy to hear it. Mostly, I am just looking for someone who shares my enthusiasm. 💀

1 – Something taking place during a war of sorts. Can be a historical war or something completely made up. I’d like to avoid fantasy for the most part here. Maybe my character joins the military, and he’s far too young, too bright-eyed, has not yet been ruined by the cruelty of war. Your character would be more hardened, someone who can be a mentor of sorts or a friend. Close confidants in the trenches.

2 – A coming of age story involving two close friends who go on a long road trip. Maybe they’re in a band and the story follows the ups and downs of their relationship as they play shows, crash on couches, go to parties, love, and fight. I’m thinking a super slow burn with this one.

3 – A secret third thing you have in mind? Give me something involving friends who become lovers and enemies, something dark and real, something involving drugs and the worst parts of a person, obsession and longing, internalised homophobia, downward spirals and angst.

give a like and anon will get back to you

#oc rp #oc roleplay

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skinandscales-if · 1 year

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Can we get physical descriptions of the ROs? Thank you!!

I’ll do you one better anon :)

written description below!

Atlas is 6’6” and slender, with striking white hair and cold gray eyes. He tends to wear tight black turtlenecks and long dark trench coats, along with long black pants and dress shoes. He has a scar crossing light skin over the bottom right side of his jaw, and a permanent frown on his face.

Puck is 6’2” and built but soft, with dark dreadlocks pulled back into a half-bun with a light purple ribbon pulling it all together and dark, sepia brown skin and similarly deep brown eyes. They mostly wear faded purple button ups with their lab coat pulled over, a beauty spot sitting under their right eye, and round, thick glasses perched on the rim of their nose.

Skye is 5’3” and athletic, wild, frizzy brown and blonde hair drawn into a ponytail with a green cap on top of the curls that frame russet, reddish-brown skin, dark green eyes, and two long venomous fangs that are always peeking out from her lips. She wears a menagerie of things, mostly sticking to cropped hoodies and slimmer black fabrics under more bright and eclectic wear, and is a double leg amputee, never caught dead without a sticker or two posted on them.

Reese is 5’5” and lean, with dark short hair, burning reddish-violet eyes, and tanned skin crisscrossed with small scars. Living up to his persona, Reese always wears dark clothing, usually overlaid by a similarly dark jacket studded with various pins and patches from his life. Around his neck, lie dog tags that are not his.

#asks #S&S: art #my art #RO appearances #idk why I didn’t post this sooner #ah well good of an excuse as any #S&S: ROs

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ballplayersxo · 5 months

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“Her family is well known and it’s a small town he wouldn’t dare 😡”

🤨🧐🤨🧐🤨🧐

Princess Diana from the Spencer family got cheated on by the now King of the Commonwealth who has married his mistress

Kate Middleton, the Princess/Dutchess of Wales (or whatever it is) is allegedly getting cheated on by the Prince/Duke of Wales and her family was also well known in their city before they got together

Beyoncé Giselle Knowles-Carter’s family was pretty much known by not only the entire city of Houston but the state of Texas before she got with JayZ, and now they are known by the entire world, and guess what???? BEYONCÉ herself still got cheated on

Jackie O “allegedly” got cheated on by the President when she was the First Lady and her family was well known before she got with JK

Hillary Clinton literally got cheated on by the President in the f*cking Oval Office when she was the First Lady of the USofA and got humiliated in front of not just the nation but the entire f*cking world

Im sure there are women who come from well known families in their hometowns who are married to local/statewide politicians or even just regular dudes who are getting cheated on as well

And the sad part is, guess what all those women (excluding the OG Princess Diana) have in common?

Once they found out about their partner’s infidelity: they stayed.

and there are people who most likely knew this was happening, but to those people, why say something against this powerful man (yes we would usually call those people cowards with no back bone) and it has nothing to do with them and ain’t messing up they pockets?

Im not saying JB9 is a cheater, I really hope he isn’t because that shit isn’t cool at all, and I have nothing against his girlfriend, but to say that she wouldn’t get cheated on because of her family is some top tier nonsense when the most powerful women in the world throughout history have gotten cheated on.

Y’all know the saying: “If Beyoncé got cheated on what does that say about what happens to the rest of us?”

(Of course, not everyone is getting cheated on, there are good men out there believe it or not and I want to believe JB9 is one of them)

Again, I’m not saying he cheats, I really hope he doesn’t because no one deserves to get treated like that whether they accept it or not, but she’s not exempt from it happening to her. Especially when that man is the franchise QB1 that brought that team out from the trenches and is arguably the 2nd best quarterback in the league

I personally don’t think I could stay knowing my partner is out there doing me wrong whether in public or doing it quietly,

but those women I listed above have the mindset that “ a power couple is better than what else I could get or if I stay single” (which is unfortunate, bc we deserve the force that a single Beyoncé would give). JB9 & her ain’t on that level, maybe in Cincinnati I guess, but ykwim

I don’t know what goes on in their relationship it really ain’t our business, but it seems like the girl is doing just fine regardless

But y’all fans need to be so forreal

And if it helps, I used to be painfully naive too, but then when growing up and reading blogs like this or LSA or hearing things in the news, or just seeing what happens in my city……yeah, unfortunately the rose tinted glasses fall off and get stepped on real fast without mercy (and this is coming from a 24yo hopeless romantic)

Sorry this is so long but last thing:

I’m rooting for all y’all ladies out there 😘 be safe girly pops!

It’s hard out here for women, and people (including women) don’t care about us when it protects their favorite men

this is such an excellent post lmao thank you for this anon cause the girlies have lost their damn minds when it comes to speculating about athletes cheating. none of us are safe and i think that’s the main point we have to remember

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