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m1ssunderstanding · 2 months

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Understanding Lennon McCartney Rewatch Part 1.5

Coke Paul is just so pretty

What is the switching glasses supposed to mean in the penny lane video? Any thoughts?

In this interview, Paul seconds John's “go on forever” comment from a few months ago. They really did so well when they were living together, didn't they?

Okay, let's look at the difference in Paul's trips. His first ever trip with Tara Browne and he's just concerned that his sleeves are dirty and just mildly looking through a book of pictures. VS with John? The “I know.” “I know.” The “emperor of the universe” thing? Raving about it to everyone who would listen? Having to leave multiple times because it was scary how tightly they were bonding?

Their songwriting partnership is beyond insane. It's superhuman, it really is. Their abilities, their connection. And Cyn and Terry just reading. Just completely nonplussed. This was very every-day, monotonous stuff for them. Unfathomable.

That song will always get me, though. “what do I do when my love is away?” “Obviously move my best friend in to take her place and then write a timeless classic with him about how it.”

Astrid: At first I did wonder if the really cared about people's feelings and people's friendship. Maybe this doc's whole thesis is “John and Paul's love for each other was so big they didn't have room for any kind feeling toward anyone else.”

The Pepper photoshoot is insane to me. Like more insane than the David Bailey one. Change my mind. You can't.

John tells an interviewer, "Only now am I beginning to realize many of the things I should have known years ago. I'm getting to understand my own feelings." Were follow-up questions just not invented yet??!! What things have you just learned, John? What feelings?

Never forget Linda took these. She must've been somewhat aware of how annoying this man was going to be about John from the start. And she still went after him. That's how good his . . . Nevermind.

"a decisive moment in the history of Western civilization" Well done, babies.

I love smug Paul in general, and I especially love when he's smug about John. That “me and the badass bitch I pulled by being autistic” look. But literally.

Gosh the Greece trip looks so beautiful. Idyllic. Paradisiacal. All of the beautiful people are just so blissful and in love. Sigh. (Every time I tried to take a screenshot of it it was too awful. Peter Jackson should clean it up.)

What are everyone's thoughts about the cause of Brian's death? I really liked what Vivek Tiwary said on AKOM. He knew he was taking a dangerous amount of drugs and he was depressed. But he wouldn't have just left so suddenly without leaving a will or setting things in order for the Beatles business. Anyway, no matter the cause, his death is the beginning of the end for the Beatles.

All those quotes and pictures about the “intensity” between Paul and Brian are fascinating. “Obviously adored” “overcompensate” “little worries” What does it all mean? Was Brian in love with Paul in the end like he had been in love with John in the beginning? Or did he just feel bad because he knew it was unfair to Paul how in love he was with John?

Wait, Brian was hospitalized for s*icide attempts in 66? Really? Confirmed? I knew he was in the hospital, but didn't know it was due to s*icide.

Paul's hand at the small of John's back here, helping him onto the bus. It's so tender, so customary. They took such good care of each other.

Interviewer talking about MMT: If I can't see it in color, I'm going to send it back. ... :/

They're directing something and as Paul starts to walk away, so does John. But not because he wants to. He's looking around almost frantically. He has no choice in the matter. Only one person gets to control their legs at a time, and right now it's Paul's turn.

Look how fucking ecstatic he is. I guarantee John isn't saying anything that monumental but look at those eyes. He's done for. Gone.

Interviewer: just get a tape recorder and you and Paul and the others just start gabbing. John: well, we've got a lot of that lying around the house, actually. Me: First of all “the house?” “the house?” Just casual. Like “our house” Like it's just common knowledge that they've been married and living together since they were fifteen. Second of all, give us the tapes already!! Who has them? Paul?

All of these quotes from the Hunter Davies biography are just so normal. They're all so normal. It's fine. I'm fine. And here's my tin hat coming on again (and yeah I believe John loved George and Ringo immensely) but I think sometimes in these quotes, when John and Cyn are saying "the Beatles" they kind of mean "Paul . . . And George and Ringo". John himself actually says as much in the seventies, that when he says "the Beatles" he might just mean Paul, or just him and Paul. And there are countless times when Paul or John will start out saying "the others" and end up using just one name in a sentence. Idk this doc makes me such a truther I swear I'm not always this crazy.

And John's self soothing, reassuring refrain playing over all of it, “nothing's gonna change my world.” Right after Paul and Jane get engaged? Someone stab me in the heart, it would hurt less. And this is just the anticipation of the next part. Can I even handle part two?

Have some happy screenshots to bolster us.

#paul mccartney #the beatles #john lennon #mclennon #ringo starr #george harrison #get back #Trigger warning suicide #ulm #understanding lennon mccartney

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makeyoumine69 · 1 year

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Take me Back to the Start

◥ PAIRING: Sugar Daddy!Patrick Bateman x Fem!Reader

◥ SUMMARY: You couldn't imagine that just one random meeting can change your life forever.

◥ WARNINGS: Swearing, Patrick being a dick, super toxic behavior.

◥ WORDCOUNT: 2k

◥ A/N: Finally, I wrote some backstory about how Cupcake and Patrick met; I hope you like the whole idea of story-driven fics!

◥ SONG REC: Pastel Ghost - Dark Beach😈

◥ LINKS: [Sweet like a Cupcake Masterlist] [Main Masterlist]

Another busy day at Pierce & Pierce turned into a full mess, as you didn’t know how to handle all the things you had to do, starting with some shitty paperwork and ending with a lot of calculations for the upcoming monthly report. Being an accountant in a company like that was hella tough, but you never used to complain because you loved your job, anyway.

“(Y/N)! (Y/N), do you hear me?” Your colleague called you several more times before you finally glanced at her as you were sitting at your desk, which was littered with different documents.

“Yeah, what happened?” You grumbled, rubbing your tired eyes as if it could freshen you up a bit.

“Need your help, I know you are busy, but...”

Sighing, you put your pencil on the table, taking a sip of the awful coffee you never liked. “Surprise me, what problems do we have this time?”

“Ah,come on!” she waved away, but her face turned red. “It’s nothing crucial, just some courier stuff…”

“What stuff?”

With a dull thud, your colleague placed a thick folder on your desk, with some papers inside—it looked like something really important. “(Y/N), please, save me! I need to finish my report today or our old witch of a manager will tear me apart!”

Crossing your arms on your chest, you gave her a judging gaze, shaking your head and lamenting: “Did I tell you that your habit of procrastinating will end up badly?”

“I know… I just had a date yesterday and…”

Frowning, you stopped her with a hand. “Heard this story already! Better tell me who our courier is and when will he come?”

“Gosh, (Y/N)! You’re the best,” she nearly jumped in place before she rushed towards your desk once again and took a seat on the wooden surface of it. “I don’t really remember the name of the courier service, but I remember the courier will arrive in about… Agh-an hour and a half!”

“Okay, okay,” nodding your head, you grabbed a folder and pulled it closer to inspect it a bit. “To whom are we sending these docs? I can’t see the recipient's address…”

“Oh shit, I probably forgot to fill it in!”

“Great….” You were about to facepalm when an unexpected knock at the door got your attention.

A slightly familiar face showed up in your office, but you couldn’t remember who exactly the old woman was and your colleague seemed to be quite confused too.

“Sorry, ladies for disturbing you, but I got a call from the receptionist. It said some courier was waiting for his package.”

Now, you were furious. “But you said an hour and a half!”

“Sorry, sorry! I probably mixed something up… Wait! I have a card which belongs to the one guy from that company,” she quickly gave it to you, looking very embarrassed. “There should be an address!”

“You better hope it’s correct,” you stood up from your armchair, taking the folder with you as you were in a nervous rush, and you hated situations like that. “And when I come back, I don’t want to know how you got this card, okay?”

Scowling, you excused yourself to the old lady in the doorways as you moved past her, sensing yourself on the verge of annoyance.

The hall was very crowded at this time of the day, nothing new actually, but the long waiting for a goddamn elevator irritated you, especially now, when you needed to be as swift as you could cause you didn’t like to be late, ignoring the fact that this whole situation was already fucked up not your fault.

Looking around you were searching for the courier when you noticed a handsome guy standing near the reception desk. Still anxious, you strolled across the hall toward that man, hoping your intuition won’t fail you.

“Excuse me, sir,” you said, tapping his shoulder. “Are you waiting for someone?”

“Good afternoon! What a busy day!” he exclaimed, swinging his hands in the air. “Uh, I’m here to pick up some docs from a lady whose name is…”

“Cindy Harrington?” The guy looked at the small piece of paper before replying: “Yes! That’s right.”

“Well, I’m not her but I brought you the stuff you need.” Smiling, you gave him the folder, breathing a sigh of relief.

“Oh, thank you so much! I thought I was gonna be here forever.”

“Erm, sorry for the delay!”

“It's not a big deal, have a nice day!” He grinned in response before turning around and walking away.

Pleased with yourself, you were watching him going through the crowd of people when you remembered you didn’t write the recipient's address and didn’t even hand him a business card, which Cindy gave you before you left your office. Damn, how could you forget?!

Breathing heavily, you broke out of the place to chase the courier, yelling: “Sir, wait!”

You could barely see his back in the endless flow of people, but you didn’t give up, almost running across the hall, fumbling with the business card in your hand.

“Sir!”

You shouted again and again, seeing nothing but his departing figure, feeling adrenaline rushing in your veins. The guy was so close and so far away but once you thought you almost got him; you felt a strong hit right against your body as it seemed like you bumped into someone, someone very solid.

The clash was so sudden; you let the business card fall on the floor and almost right away some yuppies stepped on it without even noticing. Once you got down to grab it, you spotted a pair of patent leather shoes. Swallowing hard, you raised your eyes to see a tall, good-looking man, whose facial expression caused your heart to skip a beat.

“Are you blind?” He yelled at you, taking off his headphones angrily.

“I’m sorry, sir...” You conceded, standing up and noticing how tiny you were compared to him.

“You are just sorry? Look at that!” he pointed at his shoes, with a cigar in his hand. “I bought them only yesterday! Do you even know how much they cost?”

“Sir, I’m really sorry!”

“Do you really think ya sorry is fuckin’ enough?” He blurted out, making everyone around look at you.

It was so frustrating; you even closed your eyes for a moment as you didn’t really know how to react in this situation.

“You are not only blind but deaf too?”

“Sir, I already apologised to you!” you suddenly sneered in a stern voice. “I’m sorry, but right now I don’t have a shoe brush to solve this problem!”

He seemed to be shocked, as he looked at you in disbelief before shouting in a furious voice: “You fuck…”

“Bateman!”

Shaking slightly, you flinched and glanced to the side to see a dark-haired yuppie who patted your offender’s shoulder; that was the best moment for you to run away from here, disappearing into the crowd of people.

“Hey, we aren’t finished!” Patrick screamed at your back, pushing Timothy Bryce from his way.

“What’s wrong?” Bryce asked, giving him a questionable look. “Did that chick reject you?”

“W-what?” Bateman almost choked from indignation, brushing off Timothy’s hands from his shoulders. “Did you even see her? She’s ugly as hell!”

“Yeap, definitely not your type,” he clicked his tongue before lighting a cigarette. “But seriously, what happened? I could hear you shouting from outside.”

“That bitch stepped on my shoes,” Patrick looked down at them, biting his lower lip, frowning with displeasure. “And this is the first time I’ve worn them!”

Bryce rolled his eyes, theatrically wiping away a tear. “What a tragedy, Bateman. Are you gonna fire her for that?”

Humming to himself, Patrick glanced at the place you were standing some moments ago, his mind was busy thinking about a plan… Cause, if he just fired you, that would be too easy…

“Bateman, are you here?” Timothy snapped his fingers in front of Patrick’s face.

“I have… I have a better idea. Let's go, gentlemen are waiting for us in the meeting room.” Patrick uttered, his devilish smile glowed on his face, as he moved forward, leaving Bryce completely confused.

Huffing, you nearly broke into your office and leaned against the door with your eyes firmly closed.

“(Y/N), what’s wrong?” Cindy worried, leaving her desk. “You look like you saw a ghost.”

“I saw worse...” You snorted, fixing your slightly messy hair.

Now, your colleague was looking as scared as you, nervously twirling a pen with her fingers. “Maybe you want some coffee?” she watched you walking back and forth around the office. “Something bad happened with docs? You didn’t make it?”

Her quiet but demanding voice brought you back to the Earth as you breathed deeply, pulling yourself together. “No, everything went fine.”

You confused Cindy, so she got closer to your table, picking up the spoiled business card you just laid on. “Is this why you look so sad?”

“I bumped into one of the Vice Presidents and it seemed like I stained his super expensive shoes!” You said quickly, and you even had to catch the air after your words, feeling your head pulsating from massive stress.

“Wow! Do you know his name?” She sounded strangely excited.

“Whose name?” You sat at your desk, leaning on your elbows as you were massaging your temples.

“Vice President you bumped into, of course! Who was that?”

“His last name is Bateman if I’m not mistaken…” You almost fell from your armchair from how she screamed at your words.

“No way!” Cindy pressed both hands to her forehead like she was about to lose consciousness. “Oh my God! He’s…He’s so hot!”

Your half-opened mouth literally froze in shock as you couldn't believe what you just heard.

“Damn, (Y/N)! I wish I were in your place!” She murmured as if she was dreaming about it right now.

“Are you kidding me?” you crossed your arms, scowling just from one thought about him. “He’s an arrogant bastard! Who knows nothing about good manners!” you nearly spitted out your words, hitting your little fist against the wooden surface of your table. “And now, my destiny is in his hands–will he fire me or not? How pathetic…”

“What are you talking about!” she rolled her eyes, wailing as if she was your teacher: “Mr. Bateman is a very kind man! I heard a lot about him, he’s the boy next door! How can he fire you? Besides, he has a weak spot for cute girls…”

“Jesus…How in the hell did you know about all of these stupid yarns?” you grabbed your head in order to close your ears. “Wait! Don’t tell me! I don’t want to hear anything about this ‘boy next door’, you understand?”

Cindy let out a small giggle, looking at you suspiciously before asking some more questions, which pissed you off completely: “You like him, don’t you? I bet he’s so handsome…How does it feel to stand beside him? Ohhhh… Which girls do you think he likes the most?”

Sighing helplessly, you gave her a killing gaze, cutting her off with a stern statement: “Why don’t you go there and ask him yourself about all this bullshit you want to know about him?!”

Thank God, your phone rang–never in your life have you felt happier getting a phone call than now.

Confidently, you picked up the phone. “I'm listening...”

“Hi, (Y/N)!” your boss's slightly grumpy voice echoed in your ear. “My colleagues told me you had a conflict with Mr. Bateman in the hall today. I just wanna know if you resolved that situation. Everyone in our company must appreciate their superiors!...”

You made a loud gasp, not really paying attention to your boss's instructions anymore as your mind was occupied by the only one thought, which would bother you for a long time–how had this bastard managed to bring you so many problems so quickly all of which you had never had during all the time you’ve worked here?

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isthatbloodonhisshirt · 7 months

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Hi! I love your writing, so I gave in and opened my ancient Tumblr so I can follow you on here as well as on ao3. I read you've been having trouble with your eyes and it means you cant write as much as you'd like; I have eye issues as well, and I have a tip that might help. I write and edit in a notebook, then use Google docs on my phone and use the voice-to-text to copy it into a file. It means I only need to do minor edits on a screen. I hope this helps :)

Hellooo~ o/

Oh my gosh, thank you so much for coming back to this hellsite (affectionate)! I hope you've been enjoying your return despite all the bullshit changes they seem to have made in my four month long absence... And thank you for the kind words, I really appreciate it, and I'm glad you enjoy my writing, thank you ❤❤

That is a really good tip about the writing. Voice-to-text doesn't work well for me because for some reason the words I say never come out how I want them to (apparently my phone thinks "chapter" and "character" are exactly the same word when I say it -.-), but I legit did not even consider the notebook thing because apparently I am an iiiidiot!

Technically typing out everything from a notebook shouldn't be impacting too much of my vision given I'd be looking at the notebook to type it rather than the screen 🤔 I mean, it's not ideal since it duplicates the work, but I hadn't even considered that since who uses pen and paper anymore? |D But even if the voice-to-text isn't a possibility, the notebook sure is and I have noooo idea why that didn't even occur to me until I read your ask! That might actually help until I can get back to a new normal, so thank you! Can't believe my lizard brain didn't even consider that!!!

Thank you for the writing tip and trying to help out someone who is STRUGGLING with the ideas crammed in her brain that need an outlet! I appreciate you <3<3<3<3<3<3

#Not TW #Blood's yakkity yaks #lost-athena

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raenis22 · 1 year

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How Do You Both Meet (Them as Mafia)

Maknae Line

Kim Sunoo

-You are a barista newbie and this is your first day at work

-"If you need any help, just ask me, okay?" your senior said and you nodded.

-"Don't worry, I will do my very best" You said confidently.

-Never you know that day will full with a lot of customers

-Feeling panic? Check. But you still tried to keep calm under that pressure

-"Y/N! Order number 435!" Yelled your colleague.

-"Coming!" You quickly took the order but you accidentally bumped into someone

-"Oh no! I'm very very sorry sir!" you said panicked as you saw the drink you should deliver end up at someone's shirt

-The owner just looked at you and raised his eyebrow

-"Meet me later for this matter... I will see you later" the man said and left you stunned.

-"Oh... Am I gonna die today?" you said to yourself

-"That smartass don't even tell where to go"

Yang Jungwon

-"Quick! Bring the ICU ventilator!"

-You as a nurse, quickly bring the machine towards your patient.

-"Her oxygen level is back to normal, Doc" you said as you are monitoring the monitor.

-The doctor nodded his head. "Alright, I will take from here... You should go home now, your shift ends now right? Sorry for the delay"

-"Nah it's okay, this is emergency so I need to do what I should do... I will go now" you said and bowed.

-After changed your outfit, you walked out from the hospital and tried to get yourself a cab or bus

-However, after a few minutes, you got no luck.

-"Guess I have to walk home then" You said and started to walk again

-On your way home, you heard a few gun shots which made you flinched

-"Erghh... D*mn it!"

-"Oh gosh! Are you okay?! Let me help you" you said as you saw a man with a few injuries

-"What the-" before he got to finish, you helped him to escape from that alley

-"Let me heal you first"

Nishimura Riki

-BANG! BANG!

-"Another target, down" You said as you are 'cleaning' the crime scene

-After the 'cleaning', you left the scene happily as its final task for today

-"You..." someone greeted you from behind.

-You turned and swiftly ready with your gun

-"Who are you!? How did you get here-"

-"It's my territory... I should ask you why did you killed my asistant?" He asked.

-You scoffed. "Well someone paid me for... And you think I will let you go" you said, pointed gun at him

-The man chuckled. "You don't know who I am, do you?"

-"Do I care who you are? What I care is my job is finish" You said and fired the bullets.

-The man dodged easily and got his own gun from his pocket

-"You really have a great skill, I must say" he complimented you, surprisingly.

-"I do not accept any compliments... Don't think it can distract me" you responded, still firing.

-"Say... How about we end your 'lone wolf' tittle, hurm?"

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booiiee · 2 months

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Brooklyn Baby

Read Chapter 1 here

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Chapter - 2

“Is the silence bothering everyone or is it just me?” Eric chimed, cutting through the silence of the table.

J- I think Miss Rose here is upset that we ruined her afternoon plans of a sad lunch here at the cafeteria

R- I’ll have you know that I very much enjoy my lunches here at the hospital cafeteria and they are not sad

J- Oh why? Do you watch fancams of us in your free time?

God why is he smirking? As if his face wasn’t already making you angry/ God he is so gorgeous it actually hurts.

R- No not all of you!

J- Oh so just your bias then? WHo is your bias?

E- Oh yeah I wanna know too. And if it’s me I’ll act surprised okay?

R- Well it used to be you Eric, but it was Juyeon last I had the time to you know, catch up with the content.

J- Ah that’s disappointing, I almost thought you’d say my name. Specially with how defensive you were back there saying “I could never hate Hyunjae not in this life for sureee”

See you love this boy, but you also have zero tolerance to someone mimicking you, both of these things can be true. So if you said “I do not care about you enough to hate you that is why I said that!”, it really doesn't mean anything, to you at least.

The change in his expression was quick but you caught it, Eric returning with your drinks looks puzzled with the silence.

J- Well, we will be taking your leave doctor, you’ll see Eric next week.

E- And you the week after cause-

J- Let’s not bore her with details she is not interested in, Eric. Let’s go.

E- Oh and doc, this is yours, please take it. J looked for it for hours before we finalized it.

The two wear their masks and leave with Eric shouting “see you doc” from across the cafeteria while Hyunjae looked like he could not be out of here faster.

You open the gift and find a note that says “Butterflies love roses” and let out a loud gasp seeing the heart shaped bookmark with a butterfly engraved in the center.

(Ref reel: The bookmark )

Sleep was a luxury that night and you felt too guilty to afford it. You stayed up revisiting fancam of him and the edits from your now abandoned account. God you really loved this guy and the first time you met him you lashed out on him for his annoying trait- something that you’ve told all your friends you love about him.

In your most guilt filled heart and clouded mind, you did what you could think of and texted Eric, Gosh where is my professionalism!

R- Hi Eric, this is Doctor Rose. Sorry for texting you I need a little help

E- Heyyy Hi doc! I am happy you texted!

How can I help? Did you not like the present? 🙁

R- No, no that’s not it. I loved it. I actually wanted to thank Jaehyun for it and thought I should text him

E- Aww that is so thoughtful of you. Wait I’ll send over this contact to you

*1 Contact J *

R- Thank you Eric 🙂

E- Anytime doc 🌹

You haven’t been this anxious texting a guy since high school, which isn’t an evidence of the regularity of texting guys but rather a testament of how long it’s been since you’ve actively texted a guy.

R- hi Mr. Jaehyun, this is doctor rose from NewYork-Presbyterian Brooklyn Methodist Hospital.

J- Oh hello Doc

How may i help you?

R- I wanted to thank you for the present, it was really thoughtful of you

J- I am happy you liked it

R- And I wanted to apologise

For earlier today

I really shouldn’t have spoken to you like that and I really didn’t mean to say that I do not give a fuck about you to hate you. It’s just that I am really sensitive to people mimicking me and I get annoyed easily and-

*Jaehyun calling*

J- Hi doc, i figured it's best if we spoke on the phone and let me start by apologising. We don’t know each other enough for me to be mimicking you I am sorry, you had the right to be annoyed.

R- And I should not have spoken to you like that either

J- Well I can think of something to accept your apology

You should start calling me by my name

R- oh….okay sure do you prefer hyunjae or jaehyun?

J- my fans call me hyunjae and i gather you are not one so-

R- I told you that is not the casee

J- So you like me then?

(I love you boy if you only knew)

R- I dont hate you

J- Easy save Rose. easy save

R- Well then goodnight

Thank you really for the bookmark, it’s gorgeous. And for the note too, it’s cute.

J- You’re named after a flower of course I am gonna make these references

R- Not a lot of people do that actually to my surprise

J- Well you have me now so don’t be surprised

R- Is he insane?

J- Ouch i thought we were becoming friends :/

R- Did i say that out loud????

J- Do you replay all your sentences in your head before you saythem to me?

R- No!!!!

*Jaehyun laughs*

J- cute

Goodnight Rose, hope you have a good day tomorrow

R- You too. Hope you have a good time at the fan event

J- Of course you know our schedule, thank you

*Call ends*

R- YOU WILL NOT BELIEVE WHO I JUST SPOKE TO!!!!

D- If you don’t say hyunjae or Chris hemsworth i dont wanna know

R- ITS HYUNJAEEE

D- WHATTTTTT

The debrief with daisy lasted longer than your call with him and you were sure if hyunjae was anywhere near you he could hear her squeal. Gosh it was all so surreal, now that you were narrating it to her you realised how unreal it was that you just spoke to HYUNJAE.

To your utter ( & pleasant ) surprise you did see hyunjae the next week, smiling as he walked towards you, Eric was still at his session so you guys will be talking alone, well not completely alone, it was the hospital cafeteria.

R- I thought you were busy this week

J- Awww you’re missing me

R- NO I AM NOT

J- Dare i say, i missed you too?

R- oh

J- Clearly not as much as you did but yeah

R- um you want something?

J- A fraction of your schedule yeah

R- I meant from the menu

J- Oh in that case nothing

R- You sure you don’t wanna eat something? You had a busy wee-

You did not realise how close he was to your face until you turned around.

J- Careful rose, you don’t wanna get me habituated to you

GOD WHY DOES HE LOOK SO PRETTY!!!!

R- oh um okay

E- Wassuuupp my two favourite people in the world?!

R- Hey Eric how was your session?

E- It was so boring today i hate writing stuff

J- don't you have a schedule to run to?

E- schedule?

OH YEAH RIIIGHTTT. I gotta run doc rose, i got a schedule see ya

R- Bye-

J- So where were we?

R- In the cafeteria?

J- Funny. You know what I'm talking about

R- No I don't

J- Yes you do

Or would you rather me spell it out for you, hmm? The way he leans onto the table close to you is making you nervous.

This boy needs to stop getting so close to your face.

J- I'll take that as a yes. We were talking about you giving me a fraction of your time and coming to this music festival with me

R- Music festival?

J- Yes, I've heard great things about the band that's playing tonight and i take you as a music lover so you'll like it there.

And as a bonus you get to spend your evening with me

R- Hmm can you make my evening worthwhile tho?

Stupid girl don't get flirty with him what if strikes bac-

J- If you allow me I can

R- ….okay sure we can go

J- Okay, it's a date then!

R- IT ISS???

J- I don't know if you sound happy excited or just shocked, but I think I've made it pretty clear that I'm interested in you, so would it be okay if this is a date?

R- mmm okay

J- See you, rose.

one day I'll be better at tumblr formatting but it's not today😔

for loml @un-love

#hyunjae fluff #hyunjae #the boyz fic #lee jaehyun #the boyz smut #tbz hyunjae

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returnsandreturns · 1 year

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i didn't mean for that last post to be self-deprecating but i love you all oh my gosh

also, i have started a bespoke mary murdock doc to get a timeline going and i'm getting into the Feelings

“She notices when her dad comes home looking like he’s been attacked by a lion,” Foggy says, voice purposefully light. Somebody that didn’t know him that well wouldn’t even notice that anything was off but Matt memorized Foggy a long time ago. “That’s one of the excuses I’ve been workshopping, by the way. You lion tame on the weekends. I hate it because it makes you seem a lot cooler than me but at least it’s whimsical.”

“I’m trying to be careful,” Matt says, reciting his own list of excuses he’s been turning over in his head since they started talking about kids years ago. “I’m—I’m not going out as much, I’m not going at it alone, I—”

“Stop, Matt—I already know all of that,” Foggy says, sighing and taking Matt’s arm to lead him over to the couch. “It’s just getting harder. We got a smart kid and she’s asking questions I don’t know how to answer.”

“I don’t know either,” Matt admits, wrapping an arm around Foggy, deeply grateful when Foggy leans into him heavily.

“. . .have you ever thought about when you’ll quit?” Foggy asks, softer. “I won’t ask you to and I know I promised to support you before we started looking into adoption but—have you thought about it?”

“It’s a lot harder to bounce back than it used to be, especially after something like last night,” Matt admits, turning to rest his forehead against Foggy’s temple, breathing in the smell of his shampoo and his day clinging to him. “I don’t have a timeline but—I used to think I’d do it until I die. I don’t want that anymore.”

Foggy lets out a shaky breath and slides his fingers into Matt’s hair, guiding him into a soft kiss.

“I love you," Foggy says, lingering close, "and I love being a father with you and if somebody takes you away from us, I will commit crimes."

"You'll avenge me?" Matt asks, smiling.

"I'll sic Mary on them," Foggy murmurs, kissing him again. "They won't even know what hit 'em."

Matt keeps Foggy close and they kiss until they hear Mary's door creak open and a tiny head pokes out, face barely visible in a mess of curls.

"Daddy, are you still sick?" she asks, sleepily. He's been hiding in the bedroom all day to recover from some mistakes he made last night. Foggy told her that he had a headache.

"Yeah, sweetheart," Matt says, sitting up to smile at her, "but I'm feeling better."

She yawns and wanders over to climb into his lap and kiss him wetly on the cheek, wrapping her arms around him and making him take a sharp breath, trying not to let her know that he might have broken a rib or two.

"He'll feel even better if he gets some more rest, kid," Foggy says, getting up to carefully extract Mary, who makes a sad noise but goes limp in his arms so he has to heft her up over his shoulder. "Bed for everybody! How's that sound?"

Matt listens to them talk to each other quietly while Foggy tucks her back in and thinks about how much has changed since he first put on the mask. How much more he has to lose.

How much he's determined to keep.

#mattfoggy #my fic #daredevil #mary murdock light of my life #nelson murdock baby tag

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rainbows-r-nice05 · 1 year

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~Photographed Memories~

An Anthony Lockwood fanfiction

Content: you'll see :)

Summary: You recall the first date you have ever been on with Anthony Lockwood. And you wish it could last forever.

Word Count: 2,400 (according to Google Doc.)

Notes: Wow, ok I have never been on a date before so I do not know how dates work so... just bear with me on this one lol. I personally liked this one but like I said earlier, there will be some mistakes because my writing is crap :). Anyway please enjoy this cute chapter!!

Chapter 1

Our first ever photo was one that is cherished and has a very special meaning behind it. The photo was taken on Your first ever date with the one and only Anthony Lockwood. The photo was a framed one and it was taken outside. You and Lockwood decided that for your first date, the both of you would have a picnic at a park. The picture shows the both of you smiling at the camera, super close to each other. Your cheeks are almost touching and the sunlight was hitting the both of you at the right angle. The light really made your (e/c) eyes dazzle like the stars and Lockwood's skin was practically shining.

Lockwood was the one who asked you out. It was actually at the dinner table and he just spat it out like it was something entirely normal. You have had a crush on Anthony for some time now and you could not resist the date offer. The date went a little something like this:

"Ok, How about this one Luce?" You were currently trying on cute sundresses you got from your family. You and Lucy shared a room (for now) and you both had a changing wall to go change behind. You currently have a deep dark blue one that just did not set right. "Hmmm…." Lucy said while having a finger to her chin trying to think. "It's too dark. Maybe try this one on." She held up a soft, yellow knee dress with cute little white flowers on it. "Oh my gosh I really like this one!" you say as you hold the soft fabric in your hands. "I must try this on!!" You exclaimed as you went to go change behind the changing wall.

Oh my gosh were you beautiful. You stepped out and Lucy's mouth fell open. "You look absolutely gorgeous you come see for yourself," she says as she grabs you by the shoulders and walks you to the mirror. "Oh my gosh you are right and oh…" you murmured as you felt the sides of your dress. "OH MY GOSH THEY HAVE POCKETS?!?!?!" "NO WAY!!!" "OH I AM SO WEARING THIS!!!" You exclaimed as you put your hands in your pockets and did a little spin. Smiling your face towards Lucy who also had a big smile on her face. "Now onto your makeup and hair!!"

You trusted Lucy, I mean you both lived in the same room for about a year now and the both of you are best friends. Once she was done with your makeup and hair, you looked in the mirror one last time. Your makeup was light with some blush, a little mascara, and some pink lips. Your hair was down and curly with a cute headband. You took a deep breath as you looked at yourself before going down to greet Lockwood. "Hey…" Lucy said as she put a hand on your shoulder. "It's ok to be nervous on a first date," she said soothingly. "I know, I just don't know how to act." You said as you played with the helm of your dress. "You know, I am pretty sure he is nervous too. I heard him bickering with George about how nervous he was for today." A pink tint arose onto your cheeks as you thought of Anthony talking George's ear off about a girl he has liked.

All of a sudden you hear a knock on the door. "Y/n, Anthony is ready whenever you are." You heard George's voice through the door. "Alright, I'll be down in a minute!" You yelled down. You looked in the mirror one last time, taking a deep breath and thinking to yourself about what lies ahead. You turned around and smiled at Lucy. She then pulled you into a hug and you felt the warmth radiating off of her. "This is it, the moment I have been waiting for." "And it's your time to shine," Lucy said as she pulled away. "Ok, just remember the key points I taught you last night." Lucy said as she led you out the door. "Trust me, I will not forget them."

You approached the door and took a deep breath as you put your hand on the door knob, slowly turning it. As you opened the door you walked out and went down the first flight of stairs. You then turn to go down the second flight of stairs into the hallway when you see Anthony and George talking to each other at the front door. He had on a white button down shirt with trousers and nice looking shoes. And then you caught the attention of Anthony's face which looked absolutely starstruck. The way your hair was curled and was down along with how the sun was shining on your face. Your dress swished as you moved down the stairs. Once you got down you walked toward Anthony. You were now face to face with him and you just looked at each other. "Hi," you said as you locked eyes with him. "Wow, you look absolutely stunning." You felt heat rush to your cheeks as you stood there with your hands folded. "Thank you," you said as you looked at Anthony for a good bit until breaking eye contact. Sometimes you could never tear away from his chocolate brown eyes. Something with them that made you want to look at him forever. "So, are you ready," Anthony said as George handed him the basket filled with baked goods and a blanket to sit on. You took the blanket from Anthomy's hands, indicating that you wanted to hold it. "As ready as I'll ever be," you smiled up at him. "You two love birds have fun!!" You heard Lucy yell from the stairs. You smiled at her and waved to her. Grinning, Anthony opened the front door for you to walk through and out you went down from the stairs to the iron gate. You then waited for Anthony who opened the gate for you and closed it behind him. "Now then, shall we?" He held his hand out for you to hold. "We shall," you grinned up at him and you slid your fingers into his long thin ones. You two walked along the sidewalk in the sunny morning with a gentle breeze flowing.

"So, I saw you reading in the library yesterday, what were you reading exactly?" Anthony asked. "Wow Lockwood, you could have asked so many more questions and you chose that one." You tell him with a teasing smirk. "What? It's a genuine question." He said laughing. You and Anthony had that kind of relationship with either one of you teasing the other. It actually happened ever since you met him. "Well, if you want to know," you say with a sly smirk as you look at him for a second. "I was reading one of my favorite books and also one of the greatest American tragedies of all time. It is called The Great Gatsby." You say as you continue to walk down the sidewalk. "The Great Gatsby…. I don't think I have ever heard of it." He said looking at you for a second. "It is indeed an American novel and I read it already during school. I just had to pick it up again and reread it." You both kept talking about books and different authors and turns out, your favorite author's are C.S. Lewis and J.R.R Tolkien ( or whatever you desire). "Perhaps I should ask you what you read." " Ohhh you know, magazines and all. Trying to keep up with the latest London drama." You laugh a little at the little joke he made. "Well isn't that lovely."

The rest of the walk there wasn't at all bad. Once you all got to the spot it was quite beautiful. The sun was shining just right and there were trees scattered around along with birds chirping and singing in the air. There was a gentle breeze that would come and go. No one else was there except you and Anthony. He set down the basket and took one side of the blanket from your hands in order to lay it out on the grass. While that was happening, your fingers grazed his hand and sparks shot through your fingers. You blushed a little at this and smiled shyly. You both extended the blanket in the air and laid it down in the grass. Anthony then stepped on the blanket in order for it to stay down and extended his hand in order for you to take it and step on the blanket in order to sit down on it.

Anthony then pulled the basket to the both of you and lifted the cloth from above it and the smell of the baked goods fills your nose. "Oh my gosh.." You say as you take a (f/c) cookie out of the basket. "These are my favorite cookies of all time!!" You bit into the warm, gooey cookie and instantly groaned at how delicious it was. "Mmmm.. Oh my gosh these are so good." Anthony chuckled in a low voice. "Yeah, I kind of told George to sneak in some of your favorite cookies." Anthony nervously scratched behind his neck. "Aww, Lockwood you knew, Thank you." You said as you got closer to him. "It was no worry." Anthony said as he took a cookie out to munch on.

"So, what is this great American tragedy about?" Anthony said as he was getting more into the book you were reading. "Oh Lockwood you wouldn't believe how good it is, the setting of the 1920's along with the love tied between, and also—" Anthony couldn't help but stare at you in complete awe as you rambled about something you loved. The way your eyes lit up and how your posture straightened caught his eyes. The breeze flowing through your hair as you spoke with an excited voice and your eyes lit up like the Eiffel Tower. He couldn't help but smile at the way you were so intrigued with this story. "And at the end, there–... Oh, was I rambling just now?" You realized just now that you were just talking Anthony's ear off about this book he had never read. You see, before you met Lockwood, you would read so much, but no one would even bother listening to your summaries of the stories. "Oh no, you can keep going, it was quite cute actually," Anthony said with a small smirk as he took a doughnut from the basket. You felt your cheeks twitch up into a giant grin at and felt heat rush to your neck and cheeks. "Actually you know what, I don't want to spoil the ending for you, why don't I read it to you." You say with determination in your eyes. "Of course, cannot spoil an ending to a tragedy," Anthony said with a cocky smirk. You then unexpectedly gasped as you remembered you brought your camera. Pulling it out you told Anthony, "We need to take a picture together, to document our first official date." "Darling, I would love nothing more," he said as he scooted closer to you. You could feel the warmth of his breath close to your neck as you held up the camera to take the picture. "Ok here we go!" You say as you and Anthony smiled and you pressed the camera button and took the picture. It then slides out and you take it in your hands. "It would take a while to develop but until then, we have evidence we went on our first date." "Yes my love and I look forward to taking more pictures with you in the future." He said in his smooth soft spoken voice that made you weak. "Oh Lockwood…" you sighed sweetly and blushed like a tomato. You cuddled up into him. He put his arm around your shoulders and pulled you close to him. You looked into the distance in a nice peaceful setting, imagining what life would be with Anthony as the love of your life.

The rest of the date went fairly smoothly and once you both were done, you cleaned up and helped Anthony pick up the blanket and the basket. You then walked home, hand in hand and enjoying the rest of the evening. The sun was almost setting and the breeze was getting colder. You slightly shivered as you walked with each step. "Oh, here," Anthony then took off his jacket and put it around your shoulders. "Oh, why thank you." "It's no problem." Anthony said as the both of you continued to walk home.

When you got back to 35 Portland Row, you were kind of sad the date was over. You and Anthony walked into the house and went into the kitchen in order to unpack. As you finished unpacking, Anthony took your hands into his and fully faced you. "I really enjoyed this date and I really do wish to go on another one with you in the future." He said with eyes glued to yours. "Lockwood, I would love to, I would say yes a thousand times more." You both held eye contact, the love coming from each other bounced through like sound waves. The energy being transformed into something sweet. You gathered up the courage to then give Anthony a loving kiss on his cheek which left him all flustered. You let go of his hands and went to grab the picture you took earlier. "Aww look at us," you cooed as you showed Anthony the picture. "Oh wow who is that handsome fellow in there," Anthony said as he pointed to himself. You slapped his arm playfully and laughed along with him. "You prick!" He wrapped an arm around you as you wrapped your arm around his waist and you two were just in love with each other. Soon you would tell Lucy everything that happened, but for now, you are just here, enjoying the moment with your love.

With the picture in your hands, you must have stared at it for about what felt like an hour. You gently kissed the photo and slid it in its frame. Rummaging around your desk you find a red paint pen. You shook it in order for the paint to come through and gently pressed it on another paper to get the paint out. Once the paint came out, you gently wrote at the bottom of the frame "Our First Date" alongside it was a big red heart. Signifying that this love will always last between you and Anthony Lockwood.

#anthony bloody lockwood #i love this man #anthony lockwood x reader #lockwood &co #anthony lockwood #i wanna write more

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lumiereandcogsworth · 1 month

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I was writing about Robert being upset because Giselle left the house after midnight to get a pizza she was craving while pregnant, and it got me thinking. How Adam was during Belle’s pregnancies (aside from the general worrying) Like they have people who could do it for them, of course, but was he often leaving the bed to get her tea or a random meal at 3am? or would she just go get it herself? would THAT worry him because “you’re pregnant and shouldn’t be on your feet 😠” idk basically just. asking about Adelle pregnant things 🫡

EEEEE!!!

i will say off the bat, adam is simply at his WORST when belle is pregnant. they get into The Most bickering matches during these times. it just so prominently brings out their biggest difference, which is that adam is a little ball of anxiety and belle is a free-spirited wild flower. now of COURSE, belle Does worry, she has concern over her family. (i think all the time about when maurice is leaving for the market and belle says “stay safe” like !! she does worry!!🥺) it’s just in general, and especially when she’s compared to her husband, she tends to think things will be Okay. for the most part. her worries are more situational. and with pregnancy she’s like “i’m young. i’m healthy. the midwives are unconcerned. we good 😌✌️” and if any of that changed she’d be like Oh Okay Noted🫡

whereas with adam, he just becomes so intensely protective of his family, because he never really expected to HAVE one (well, he definitely expected to have A Wife and Children™️, but he never anticipated actually CARING about them) so now that he does have them, and his heart is open and specifically beating FOR THEM!!! he just worries all the time :( and so when belle is PREGNANT it’s like!!!! AAHHH!!! he KNOWS his wife is still a strong powerful independent woman, but!!! there’s a Little Precious Darling in there now 🥺🥺🥺 and he doesn’t want anything to happen to either one of them!!! and he Knows this is a more delicate time!! even as capable as she is!!!! ESPECIALLY FOR THEIR FIRST HE IS JUST SUCH A DISASTER. AUGH. he always wants belle to rest and stop doing so much and just PLEASE try to act like SOMETHING is different!! but belle for the most part tends to carry on as if she’s not pregnant, as much as she possibly can, and that unfortunately infuriates adam 😮‍💨

as to your actual question, yeah belle definitely does that herself. very regularly. over time she does get more used to having servants but she never fully lets them do everything for her. but yeah!!! i actually have a fic of her sneaking down to the kitchen at like 4am because the baby was kicking up a storm and she couldn’t sleep. and she finds mrs. potts already starting the day baking something and they have a cute convo!!!!! the mother-daughter moment of it all!!!! anyway that’s this. but yeah she doesn’t bother waking adam up because she KNOWS he’d be like STAY THERE. I WILL FETCH YOU SUSTENANCE!!! (usually that means sending a servant to go get it. but i think he does get stuff directly sometimes, kind of just depends on if he wants to stretch his legs and/or needs A Moment to calm himself afjskdk) and she’s just like 😒😒 because she definitely would prefer the walk anyway. she’s a very active gal and i think the need for putting her feet up and all that is incredibly annoying to her. bed rest drives her CRAZYYYY my gosh. so adam just Reminding Her that she has to rest like, makes her want to strangle him <3 and if he Does catch her being on her feet when she shouldn’t, he always huffs and grumbles and she always glares and rolls her eyes in response.

NOW! that being said. pregnancy is a Journey and a Rollercoaster and i think there are definitely many times when belle is appreciative (and even demanding) of adam’s assistance. it PAINS her to ask for help, she’s just that independent of a person, but when she does, he’s always ready to help her and rarely gloats about it. like i have a scene in my docs that’s like, her Finally asking him to help put on her shoes. and he does it and then is like “i’m proud of you for asking! 🥰” and she’s like “yeah whatever 😒😒” lmao. he kisses her forehead and she HIDES HER SMILE BECAUSE GRRRR GO AWAY STOP BEING A NICE HUSBAND!!!! but then later she’ll be bawling her eyes out thinking about how all the autumn leaves are going away and dying and the weather is changing and that’s so sad😭😭😭 and adam will be there to hug her and remind her that they’ll come back in spring and by that time the baby will be here and you can show them all the flowers🥰 and then that makes her cry more because he painted such a sweet image in her mind.

belle’s pregnancies definitely always bring out a much much softer side to adam, as well. like YES he worries a lot and yes they bicker about it a lot, but he’s always such a softie for his darlings. they’re the only people that see him smile and laugh so much. so amidst all these worries and things, there are also so many soft moments too. moments of feeling the baby kick, of kissing her belly, of reading & singing to it, of day dreaming together about what this one will be like. fun debates like if it’s a boy or a girl, or what they’ll name them, or what color their eyes will be. (belle REALLY wanted them all to have adam’s blue eyes. but she had to wait til their last baby to get her wish🤧)

also especially the second and third pregnancies when other kiddos are involved. ESPECIALLY the third. renée is seven and FULL to the brim of opinions and questions, and both adam & belle love talking to her about it. i have a wip that i genuinely don’t know if i’ll ever finish or publish because it’s just adam & renée walking and having a back and forth conversation about the third baby. and renée just keeps asking questions so idk how it’s ever gonna end. that castle is full of hallways, and renée is full of words. they could do this forever. but it’s a fun character exercise <3 anyway, juliette as always is quieter in regards to her future little sibling, but belle cherishes the moments when jules will quietly put her hand on her bump and listen for her baby sibling. even in her less expressive face, belle can see her eyes light up when she feels the kicks and wiggles 🥹

i think this fic is a good example of what life was like just before their third was born. it includes good Adam Worrying™️ and them bickering, as well as the girlies being very cute 🥰🥰🥰

i also currently have a wip set when belle is newly pregnant with juliette, and she’s very nauseous (i think the nausea was Really bad for her for all 3 pregnancies 😭 but it only lasts for the first trimester. then she’s mostly okay besides usual tired/aches/cravings. but i can get more into that on another post 💖) anyway she’s very nauseous + renée is a BABY (when juliette is born, renée is freshly 2. so for the pregnancy she is. not even 2 yet 😮‍💨) so yeah it’s just adam taking care of his beloveds, mainly. adam does go get some tea for her in that one. actually you know what?? i should just go work on it so i can post it!!!! i’m gonna go do that 🏃‍♀️💨

#gosh!!!!!!!!! the pregnancy eras are so beloved to me 🤧#thank you 🥹🫶#alex tag #answered #batb 2017 #adelle #batb headcanons

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janeykath318 · 11 months

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Wintershock Meeting at a Wedding.

“Hey, Steve, who is that woman in the hot pink? She looks familiar, but I can’t seem to place her?”

Bucky’s whispered question to his best friend was clearly meant to sound casual, but Steve wasn’t blind and he’d observed him eying Darcy with decided interest for most of the reception.

Sharing a pleased look with his bride, he turned back to Bucky.

“Oh, that’s Dr. Darcy Lewis. She’s an astrophysicist who used to work with Dr. Foster at the Tower. You probably saw her around there. She is quite the firecracker.”

“Hmmm,” Bucky mused thoughtfully, a gleam in his eye that suggested the old flirty Bucky. This was very promising.

“Would you like an introduction?” Natasha inquired hopefully. She’d been trying to set both Steve and Bucky up unsuccessfully for years (Steve being unsuccessful because it turned out he was in love with her and didn’t want to date anyone else) and what better time to help secure her longtime friend’s prospective future happiness?

“Nah,” Bucky declined. “It’s about time I did that on my own again. Wish me luck.”

“Like you need it,” Steve retorted playfully, knowing how smooth Bucky could be when he wanted to.

“I appreciate the vote of confidence,” Bucky replied with a touch of his old smirk as he ambled toward Darcy. He had been making major progress since he’d changed therapists to someone that actually cared to understand him.

“This could be very interesting,” Steve remarked.

“I can’t wait to see the sparks fly,” Natasha agreed.

Darcy was laughing at one of Maria’s dry jokes when she saw Bucky Barnes approaching.

“Oooh! I think he’s looking at you!” Wanda squealed, nudging Darcy.

“Yeah, right,” Darcy retorted, but then she looked up right into a pair of blue eyes that were definitely smirking at her. Her mouth went dry.

“Dr. Lewis?” He asked. (Ooh, that voice! Oh that tux!)

“Yes, that’s me,” she managed. “What can I do for you, Sergeant Barnes?”

She inwardly cringed at how flirty that had sounded, but Bucky just smiled even more.

“I haven’t been to a wedding in eighty years and I’m a little rusty on how they celebrate nowadays. Would you care to show me the ropes?”

There went that smirk again. He really was flirting with her. Wow, okay. She could work with that.

Darcy smiled encouragingly back at him.

“I’d be happy too. First off, can you dance? It’s okay if you can’t, because I do have a backup plan for non-dancers.”

“That won’t be a problem, doc. One of my few talents lies in the dancing area. Just ask Steve.”

She scoffed at the “few talents” line and shook her head.

“Oh, I’ve heard stories, but how do I know Steve wasn’t exaggerating? You’ve gotta prove it, soldier.”

Bucky stepped up closer to her, piercing her with a challenging, yet still amused, stare.

“Alright, then. Dance with me and I’ll give you all the proof you need.”

“Oh, you’re on,” she replied breathlessly.

Bucky proceeded to prove to her very, very decisively how well he knew his way around a dance floor and Darcy thought she’d died and gone to heaven, especially when he dipped her. Oh, Steve had not been exaggerating in the slightest. In fact, he’d undersold it.

Despite his statement, Bucky had had a tiny bit of worry that his skills were as rusty as his wedding etiquette, but it didn’t take long for it to all come back again as he twirled around the floor with Darcy. She didn’t have a problem following the steps, so he let himself add in a few twirls and dips. Her pretty blue eyes sparkled at him and she was clearly enjoying herself as much as he was.

“Well?” he asked expectantly as the song ended.

“Okay, okay. I admit it,” she panted. “You’ve got serious skills, Bucky. Gosh, that was fun. Now I know why you were such a ladykiller back in the day.”

He felt himself flush.

“I did enjoy a good time back then. Now that the fighting is over, I’m hoping to piece a new life together.”

“Well, you certainly deserve one,” she commented. “I remember seeing you from afar a few times at the tower, but certain people thought my personality might be a bit much for you at that stage of your recovery.”

Bucky rolled his eyes. “Punk was being overprotective. I would certainly have enjoyed getting to know you.”

“Well, you certainly can know,” she said warmly. “Nice haircut, by the way. I almost didn’t recognize you during the ceremony.”

“Thanks,” he answered, feeling a little flutter inside at how she was looking at him. “It feels a little weird, but easier to deal with.”

“And it shows off your excellent jawline,” she added, winking at him. He winked back and they both laughed, catching the eye of Steve and Natasha, who were both looking at them very smugly, like they’d orchestrated the whole thing.

“They look way too pleased with themselves,” Darcy observed. “What do you say we find somewhere quieter and I’ll tell you how Wanda and I managed to get those two stubborn heroes to get a clue.”

I am all ears,” Bucky replied eagerly. “I never did get the whole story since I was unfortunately dead at the time.”

Darcy let out a snort, then immediately clapped a hand over her mouth.

“I’m so sorry. That was very inappropriate of me, but you said it like you’d just gone on a vacation or something.”

Bucky shrugged. “It’s okay. I guess it’s become old hat for me. But back to the Steve and Nat topic….”

“Oh, yes! Come, Bucky, and hear the epic tale of your best friend’s obliviousness.”

Bucky followed her very willingly. By the time the night ended, he had her number and a few dates lined up.

#wintershock #bucky barnes #darcy lewis

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hoenn-hakase · 21 days

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what was the TPP moment that gave you the most writing fuel? one that still rly sticks in ur head. (feel free to ramble)

Gosh, that's both super hard and super easy to answer! Twitch Plays Pokemon has had SOOOO many memorable moments that immediately come to mind that have captured my imagination or turned into a major part of my lore, there's just too many to name. However, there's a lot of moments that mean so much to me but I haven't written anything (or at least not published it) about those moments. I think I have fics either plotted out in my head or partially written for just about every single Randomized Run we've done because rattling the formula always brings out some of the coolest concepts and creativity within the community. Like I have an entire backstory and character arc for Lorekeeper James from Randomized Alpha Sapphire, which a lot of people fell in love with this random Bug Catcher suddenly getting boss music. Or when Trevor in Randomized Y turned out to be the Flare Admin we had to fight at the Poke Ball Factory, but then we had a crash and my heart just breaks thinking about the scene afterward where we went "back in time" to before all the kids met up at the park. And now Trevor, Calem, and Venus all awkwardly trying to pretend nothing happened while staring each other down with the utmost scrutiny as each wonders if the other two is aware of what happened. But don't worry, all this causes him to have a bit of a breakdown and soul searching before turning against Team Flare to go rescue Abomasnow. Or even as recently as Randomized Violet+ and how I've been a bit obsessed with Terra and her misadventures for the last few months and her showing up again as the host for Super Gauntlet Ruby is not helping that. Heck, Randomized Platinum was probably the biggest world building run for my lore it's one of the three establishment fics I've had partially started that I feel needs to be either written or fully explained to point to why the Haji TPP Verse is the way it is! And hhhnnngggg.... so much more...

Of course there's also a difference between the lore to come out of things (which I've written for after being inspired by other authors or artists in the community) and the onscreen moments that seemed to change everything. And while I have a lot of runs I love, a few I can point to as "THIS still hits hard" are things like my very first fanfic I posted to the TPP subreddit was in the aftermath of Leech King's death. I remember being at work, plotting out an entire series that would follow Abe and the others trying to get to the bottom of who had her murdered and why, having Alakazam and Venomoth that joined around the same time being hired detectives, and ICU coming into her own as the heir to the throne and whatnot, but it didn't get very far and even looking back was pretty bad writing. I did eventually get around to writing the post game like I wanted with my Much Ado About Blue series so that's definitely continued to be a wealth of writing fuel. Heck, when I started my Connections series, the inspiration was from Faba kicking our ass eight ways to Sunday in Waning Moon and the feeling there was probably a personal connection there. But I literally only planned for like seven chapters if even that because I didn't expect myself to start novelizing the run as a way to lead up to that moment. Originally the plan was to skip between certain cutscenes to establish lore on Quips. (My doc is still simply labeled "Hau" even though the story has grown since then.) But for moments? I mostly do angst and dramas anyway, but one piece I'm rather proud of and STILL upset about is my short for the ending of Pyrite. Ugh, the bitterness and how everyone and their dog had an opinion on the ending of that run and poor Eeyup getting dropped after we finished instead of getting some kind of proper send off or victory lap. Or on the note of Evan and Azure, this spur of the moment piece that's kind of hinted at. I love when I'm archiving runs and something comes up like a Glitch or crash, or something so unexpected I just INSTANTLY get the idea and need to write a short for it.

But I must say when I read this question, the first thing that came to mind was my novel for Blazed Glazed. Holy crap, this Run changed a lot of things for me. For one, being an original ROM hack means there's an entire world that has been a fountain of writing fuel for me I intend to get back to eventually. Who are these original characters? What is their story? How does Tunod work? How does it connect to other games it made a guest appearance in? Team Fusion showed up in RW2 meaning there's a whole history there with these guys. I made special edits of the Team leaders. It's kind of insane because I had written stuff for other runs before, obviously, but this was like all consuming on my brain. And you know what started it off? ...I started watching the VODs because it seemed like there wasn't much talk about it for me to know what was happening. We got our starter, met with THE INVENTOR, met Blake (our NPC partner for the long haul) and suddenly there was a Glitch. I was already intrigued by the opening, but when the Inventor was supposed to follow and instead became frozen and uninteractable, my mind started running. I paused my viewing and started writing. It's by far the longest series I've written and what made it so fascinating in a way was writing as I watched meant there are several points I didn't know where the story was going. So I may plan on something, but then it didn't turn out that way so how do I rework the script to account for the unexpected character appearances? Freezes? Glitches? How about a random detour to find specific teammates? And don't get me wrong, like most games, the actual plot can seem vague or even silly in the writing sometimes, but then that makes it fun to try to flesh out what the deeper reasoning could be for why something is happening? And then tying it into the larger TPP universe has just been... ahh~ <3

Anyway, this has gotten really long but I hope that answers your question. I'm sorry this kind of turned into one big shameless plug. Dang I've written a lot, but I love this fandom so much. I can't even ;w;

#twitch plays pokemon #haji babble #questions #This was such an interesting dive through memory lane for me #thank you

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mochiwrites · 1 year

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Gosh mo that is a big fat mood, and that's coming from me who's been drawing for yrs ;7;

Like imagining it is awesome but animating it?? Gods damn wjdjejd

RIGHT???? like okay okay. I need to share what’s going on in my head here. here is your warning, I am a music nerd. was a choir kid in high school. so I am all about music stuff. I am also an anime nerd. which means ofc I’m imagining it as an anime opening.

so the song is giants by bear attack! really, really good song.

the intro starts playing and the way the beat is done… I always picture like. with each change in beat we’ve got flashes of the individual members of the sahara crew going from tango -> pearl -> impulse -> cleo -> ren -> iskall -> grian. and then we’re switching to characters that the crew meets eventually or big players so naturally after grian we’ve got mumbo -> jimmy -> false -> xisuma -> keralis -> etho -> bdubs -> doc -> other characters. and if the intro is still going, we’ve got some shots of the crew doing silly goofy things.

and then we’ve got the first verse and I’m imagining like. the crew doing mundane things on the ship. pearl is up top in her lookout space, tango is setting (professional) fires in the kitchen, ren is reading, cleo is drawing maps, impulse is sitting with iskall doing mechanic stuff and grian is at the helm. there’s probably more stuff that can be done here but I don’t have too clear of an image.

the CHORUS however, you’ve got y’know. scenes of the crew duking it out with an enemy pirate crew and each sahara peep gets a moment in the spotlight before uhhhh maybe we get this really fancy transition right. maybe it’s ren or someone fighting someone with a sword and just as their blades clash, it jumps back out to grian sword fighting with mumbo with iskall at his side and grian flashes mumbo this smirk that’s got him going red.

and. yeah. if I had the skills to animate this I SOOOO would. However. I do not. so this will simply live in my head as a high quality anime level opening type thing ;-;

#mochi speaks #sea fruits au #Technically #ALSO WOW I DID NOT MEAN TO RAMBLE ON #OOPS

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fayes-fics · 1 year

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Oops just saw you answered that one hahahs Ill change it to lessons (my favourite)

Hello lovely person you! 🫶

Soo Lessons hehehe. That all came about because the wonderful Emmy @iboopedyournose read my first fics and asked if would I be willing to write an A & B threesome, and I was... oh hell yes, I would. I was nervous as I had only written two fics at that point (Sonnet 29 and Tell Me...), but I wanted to write more and, expand my horizons/push myself.

We chatted back and forth on DM about a few specifics. I can't remember whose suggestion it was, but I loved the idea of Benedict being a sneaky menace who pretended to be learning something but actually knew exactly what he was doing; he was just intrigued to meet this lady his brother was sneaking off to every night. So this delicious tension of her going, "oh shit, I'm in trouble here." She thought it would be more instructional/educational for some virginal wide-eyed younger brother. Instead, she's got two handsome men who are both far too good at destroying her. And hence a series was born.

There is always something under the surface with Lessons, a degree of 'more than meets the eye' that I am intentionally throwing in there. Often with Emmys suggestions. I wouldn't call it angst; it's just an edge/dynamic that I hope enhances the filth lol. In Lessons, it's the tension of reader realising Benedict knows exactly what he's doing as soon as he spanks her, while Anthony still believes he is there to learn. In Lessons Learned, the fact Anthony feels betrayed by them both, catching them at it red-handed and punishing his little brother thru reader. In Lessons Taught, the vulnerability of Anthony finally letting Benedict fuck his girl and become his equal. In Today's Lesson perhaps less so as it was a Modern AU standalone, but it still had some echoes of the dynamic from the regency set-up and Anthony being emotional. In Lessons Applied, it's going to be about Anthony's ability to submit and contains many mirrors of Lessons Learned where he is submitting while Benedict has full control.

These are also the fics I have worked the longest on, re-editing and cut the most out of. Endlessly shuffling content so that it flows better. I have almost 2k of offcuts from Lessons 2 and 3, some of which I have found a way to repurpose in Lessons 5, but the majority will stay on the cutting room floor of my fic offcuts doc. Threesomes take a surprising amount of choreography tbh. As I have joked before, it's a LOT of dick flying around and it all needs to be accounted for in a flow that makes sense. Each one, especially from 2 onwards, represents almost 75-100 hours of work tbh. They are exhausting, hence I don't publish often.

For example, Lessons 5 is VERY long - currently 9k - but I need to trim It down a lot and will ditch whole sections to make it tighter (ooh err etc.). There are some surprisingly tender moments I hope to keep in, though. Like Benedict slipping up mid-scene and calling her a term of endearment rather than my girl. And them both questioning her green when they intuit her nerves about something. And reader's realisation that Anthony is submitting not only to her but his younger brother by association and how that interplays with the family dynamic of being firstborn. Just interesting tidbits on emotions and family dynamics I'm toying with alongside the utter filth. Not sure how it will all end up - that I hope to work out over the course of this week.

GOSH, Im SO SORRY. This answer is stupidly long, and I feel so bloody rude. Honestly, who wants to read this drivel. I'm sorry. I should cut it down but I'm tired lol. THank you for your ask 😁🧡🧡

#faye answers #directors cut asks #ask games

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batwritings · 1 year

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Hello- Hybrid here! I randomly had this idea; so yk that one “how they would react to enderdragon reader telling them that ur egg is theres” thingy? I was wondering, can you make a part 2 to that with the people you missed? (Foolish, DreamXD, Sam, Eret, idk anyone else u can think of lol). Also, can this take place right after the enderdragon reader’s heat? Tysm! Again, sorry for requesting every five minutes LMAO

Oh gosh it's been a minute since I wrote that. ^^; But absolutely! I also added Schlatt because I noticed he was not in the original post. :) Enjoy!~

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~Foolish~ This man would be absolutely elated! Finley and Foolish Jr were going to have a sibling! And this time it would be one made of the two of you. His tail would be slapping on the floor excitedly, wanting to parade you and your egg around to show everyone. You know when you see pictures of dogs kinda smiling with their pups as if to say "I made these!"? Yeah, that's Foolish.

~DreamXD~ Shocked at first, and that's putting it lightly. DreamXD never knew he was even capable of giving life in that way. He would absolutely revere you as the carrier, dropping everything to get you what you needed to care for the egg and the following little one. Constantly torn between his duties as a god and wanting to be there for every potential second before the egg hatches.

~Awesamdude~ Again, another person who was shocked at first. That quickly changes to utter joy as he swings you up into his arms. His joy would shift just as quickly to fear of all the possible things that could endanger you and the egg. Sam's first instinct would be to lock you and you unhatched little one up somewhere safe where you could be secure and protected, but you swiftly made it apparent that that was absolutely in no way an option. The Creeper hybrid knew there would be no changing your mind, so he compromised by never leaving your side.

~Eret~ Probably the most quiet about her joy, leaning down to caress the egg softly. She vows right then and there to be the best parent he possibly can be to your new little light. All royal duties are put on the back burner from the day forward, very few exceptions made. Eret is full of questions of what the little one may look like, what can he do to care for them and you during the hatching. Oh and you can absolutely expect to catch them working on little dresses and suits for the little one in their spare time.

~Schlatt~ Will honestly probably laugh at you at first until he realizes you're dead serious. Enter panic crisis mode as Schlatt starts to question absolutely everything from how this happened to how much of a failure he could be as a father. It takes you grabbing him by the horns to center and ground him, looking him in the eyes as you tell him that you're not leaving his side if he won't leave yours; that you're in this together. The ram would nod and honestly buckle down on his own bad habits. He didn't ever want to be that person with his kid, even going as far as to see a proper doc about how he can save his body. He wasn't going to miss out on a single damn thing.

#bat writes #anon reqs #hybrid anon #foolish headcanons #dreamxd headcanons #dsmp headcanons #mcyt headcanons #awesamdude headcanons #eret headcanons #schlatt headcanons

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nothinggold13 · 2 years

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Some of my favourite types of fictional relationship dynamics (according to whatever names I’ve decided to give them, regardless of whether or not they are previously named tropes):

1. Mutually Protective

This can be romantic or platonic, physical or emotional, or literally anything, but??? I adore characters who will go the extra mile to protect the people they love, and when there’s TWO characters who are EQUALLY protective of each other, I simply die. Whether it’s a battlefield-type of “I’ll fight and bleed and die for you,” or it’s a gentler “Let me carry this burden so you don’t have to,” as long as it’s going both ways, I’m obsessed. Yes, please. More of this.

2. Jack & Joy

Naming this after a story from Douglas Gresham I read once about he, his mother, and stepfather (you know... C. S. Lewis...) going for a walk, and running into a trespasser who pointed a bow + arrow at them, so Lewis stepped in front of his wife, who, in turn, said “Dang it, Jack, get out of my way!” because wonderful Joy had brought a 'garden gun’ along to scare off animals, so Jack stepped aside and they sent that trespasser running. BASICALLY an extension of “mutually protective” but it must contain 1) A woman who can handle herself, and 2) a man who knows she can handle herself & knows when to step aside BUT will also willingly put himself in harm’s way to protect her. This is also very common in crime shows, and I love it every single time.

3. “No Doubt About It/The Archer/Red Raw Rolling” Ladies

(Song titles by: ABBA, Taylor Swift, and Alanna Boudreau.) Give me angry, untrusting, self-sabotaging, doubtful, explosive ladies, and then give me extremely patient men who love them until the very end. This just speaks to my soul. We don’t overanalyze this.

4. Lorelai Gilmore + Luke Danes

The crux of this dynamic is that one of them is a single parent, and the other one loves the first one’s child(ren) as much as they would love their own, even if they’re not yet in a relationship. Because, sure, Lorelai knew she loved Luke. But do you remember the moments in the series that she knew she loved him with the absolute most clarity? It was when she realized he loved Rory (almost?) as much as she did. JUST! Straight shot to the heart, that one.

5. The Dawn & Waverly Effect

If I had a nickel for every time a supernatural show gave me a monster-hunting lady with a younger sister, and then tried to make me care about the mc’s romance with some dude, when actually the far more compelling dynamic is the platonic relationship between the dude and the younger sister, I’d have two nickels, which isn’t a lot, but it’s strange that it happened twice. Named for “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” and “Wynonna Earp,” I refuse to ship Spuffy or Wynonna/Doc, but GOSH DARN IT, Spike & Dawn and Doc & Waverly are some dang wholesome friendships.

6. The Old Married Couple

Actually also applies to newly married couples. So long as the couples are in a happy, healthy marriage, I lose my mind. I just love marriage.

7. When they’re just. So in love. The whole time.

The heartbeat of the slowburn isn’t freaking “sexual tension;” it’s actually the fact that the couples love each other in such a selfless way even when there is no external romance in their relationship!!!! This dynamic is probably most obvious in friends-to-lovers, but it could exist in other situations. The point is that they have never not loved each other. There’s always been love. And then when that love changes designs, it’s just!! The most natural thing in the world!! Because they have always, ALWAYS loved each other, one way or another! Makes my heart soft.

8. Older Brother

A classic. You know those fictional older brothers who are always there to listen to your problems, encourage you to chase your dreams, and help you when things go wrong? I think I’ll always have a soft spot for those, and the relationship between these older brothers and their younger siblings is just the most precious.

9. Best Friends

Just. ALL the best friends. “You and me against the world” type best friends. Groups of best friends who, as a whole, are like family. Best friends who have known each other their whole lives. Best friends forged over the course of the story. Best friends who are one another’s safe space when other relationships fall apart. JUST!!! BEST FRIENDS!!

10. Mom said it’s my turn to use the braincell

Usually a duo of minor characters, and absolutely delightful just about every time. A beautifully chaotic relationship. I love how they take turns being complete disasters while the other one keeps them in line, but then ALSO have the occasional incidents where both of them are complete buffoons. Iconic. Beautiful. I love it. (My favourite example of this will only make sense to my siblings and cousins, but... Nicholas Coke and Dr. Martin Pepper? Name a better duo. I’ll wait.)

#mostly made this because the content fits better on my instagram lol #but y'all can read it too if you'd like #I am not sure this list is complete #but here's a few good ones #my other favourite is 'Jynley'#but I cannot include them on this list because nobody does it like them #I simply would not trust anyone else to do them justice #there are similar dynamics of course #but they'll never live up to the pure redemptive chaos that is jynley

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rebelrainfall · 1 year

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I would love to here more about your Rebelcaptain Hadestown au 👀 if you’re looking to answers asks.

Oh my gosh YES I always want to talk about the Hadestown AU like I literally have an 11-page doc explaining my changes/reasonings and that's SEPARATE from the actual outline (I also have a moodboard somewhere I keep meaning to post but I can't find it at the moment)

So my starting point for this is Jyn as Eurydice, because it just makes sense, you know? I mean, a runaway from everywhere she’d ever been/she was no stranger to the world/no stranger to the wind, or people turn on you just like the wind… in the end you’re better off alone, I mean??? Everyone Jyn's ever loved has left her, whether of their own accord or taken by the underworld. The world has only ever hurt her. She’s tired and hungry and so sick of being helpless and hopeless. Of course she wants things to get better, but why would she believe the world could get better because of anything, much less a stupid song?

And then Jyn meets Cassian.

Initially I kinda thought Cassian couldn't work as Orpheus but I was SO WRONG, OK. No, Cassian doesn't have bw Orpheus' naive earnestness or off-bw Orpheus' cockiness, he may have lost the optimism he once had, but he does believe there's a better world possible. What other choice does he have? Cassian as Orpheus doesn’t work on the song because he’s an optimist, or because he’s confident it will work, but because he’s desperate. He’s angry, and exhausted, and holding so tightly to the last scraps of hope he has left even as they slip through his fingers. He wants things to get better, and he’s fighting so hard to believe that they can but the longer it takes and the more he gives to that fight the harder it is to hold onto hope.

I don't see them having quite the love-at-first-sight moment they do in the show. They've both been burned too badly for that. But there's something there, right from the start, something that makes Jyn stick around, something that renews Cassian's dedication to his song. As summer comes they grow closer and closer, and for just a few, precious days at the end of the summer, they're together and happy and nothing can hurt them.

(I dare y'all to try to tell me All I've Ever Known isn't PEAK rebelcaptain)

But then the winter comes on again.

Persephone stolen away earlier even than ever before, the seasons and hunger and poverty harder are harder to cope with with every passing day. The cracks start to appear.

There's a long, hard year ahead, more trials than they ever could have imagined. But at the end of the day, Jyn and Cassian would do anything for each other.

Maybe it will turn out this time.

#the rebelcaptain hadestown au #answer #scarred hope #thank you for this ask this was such a fun thing to answer while everything sucks #rebelcaptain

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