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“Lenalee, do me a favor and tilt your screen up.”
Gift for @lethargicprofessor because their writing rules go read their ghost au pls n thx :U
#dgm#lenalee lee#allen walker#lavi#kanda yuu#alma karma#d.gray-man#d gray man#my art#fanfiction fanart#the end of eras#ghost au#lethargicprofessor#i hope u like it!!!
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[rushes for jaystephthanksgiving] YES HELLO HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE AND FOR THE INFLUX OF JAYSTEPH FICS THIS YEAR [sending massive hugs to all]
also, hands down one of my ultimate favorite jaysteph fics is simplicity by shauds!! probs one of the first jaysteph fics i've read about them and immediately fell in love with the ship ever since
i also have such a soft spot for:
the tooth hurts by skylarkblue
chronic hug deficiency by shauds
sense and sensibility and bricks by bunnyjase
got me wrong by nokomis
you say don't stop (I'd rather take it slow) by hamjay
and also (some smutty ohohoho) shout outs to playing pretend by river9noble and 20 questions by lethargicprofessor
Oh, @shauds is the OG JaySteph QUEEN!! None of us would be here without her! She did so, SO much for this ship, really put it on the map.
@wardinpanties our beloved! @spartanbunjase (BunnyJase - this mod’s twinnie!)
@nokomiss one of our OG partners in JaySteph crime fics!
@hamjay (Tumblr won’t let me tag them but they have a blog) - OMG how has this mod never read that fic before? It is AMAZING OK
@river9noble hey that’s me hehe thanks Summer!
@lethargicprofessor another great fic from an oldie in the JaySteph fandom! Heating things up way back in 2014 props to you OG!
Thanks for all the fantastic recs, Summer!!
Everyone is invited to celebrate ThanksJayStephing with us through Tuesday!
Send us your favorite JaySteph recs and tell us why you love them! (Either an Ask or your own blog post is fine, tag us @jaystephevents for posts).
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#jaysteph#thanksjaystephing#jason todd#stephanie brown#red hood#spoiler#batgirl#dead robins#even robins#jaysteph events#Jaysteph fanfic
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Jun 16, 2022
pass/fail by lethargicProfessor
Author Summary:
For Day 1 of Scott McCall Appreciation Week 2022: A Teenage Boy: Anything set in or around s1!
The words were written in red ink, stark against the black and white of his test: See me after class please.
Reasons to love the fic: This is devastating in all of my favorite ways. Firstly, I love why Scott is taking Spanish in the first place. Secondly, I love that his teacher is just worried about him. And wants to help him. But how much can he really say? It's so good.
Be sure to let the author know if you enjoyed the fic!
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Howard Stark x Reader in that good New York Cold featuring holding hands to stay warm
screams it didnt turn out EXACTLY like this but....BUT i thought it was cute? so....yeah. I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS NESA (even though im pretty sure you do) so yeah!!
Rockafeller Rink was put up in the 30′s :D
“You gotta be kiddin’ me.” You grinned at Howard’s groaned exclamation as you stared at The Rink at Rockefeller Center. There weren’t too many people, given that it was a Wednesday, and it was middle of the day, but it was still cold, and still a bit busy, and you looked over at Howard when he didn’t say anything else.
“You can skate, right?” you asked as you took his hand and drug him towards the entrance.
“Skate?” he asked. He scoffed, then pulled his hat down with his free hand, muttering, “Course I can.”
“Course you can,” you parroted.
“Wouldn’t you rather see the Rockettes?” he asked as you pulled him to the front desk, smiling brightly and ordering two sets of skates.
“Why?” you asked as you turned to him. The front desk clerk went to grab two sets of skates, squinting in Howard’s direction for a long moment. “We’ve seen the Rockettes,” you said. You fixed your gloves. “When we were in Europe – four times – and every year since we’ve been back,” you added.
“Exactly.” He leaned on the counter and slid money towards the clerk. You glared at him. He smiled prettily. “Why break tradition?”
“There’s plenty of time to still see the Rockettes before the new year,” you pointed out.
The clerk slid the skates over the counter. “Say,” he said slowly, clearing his throat, “Are you Howard Stark?”
You took the skates, eyebrows arched high, then flashed a smile at the clerk. “Howard Stark is taller.” You walked past the aforementioned man and headed for the rink. He followed you, groaning, pulling his scarf around his chin as. You sat on a bench. “Be honest, Howie,” you said as you worked your shoes off, “Do you really know how to skate?”
He scoffed, yanking a shoe off. “Of course I do,” he replied. You carefully laced up your skates and watched him. “ ‘m a professional,” he muttered. He leaned over to lace up the skates. You watched him, sighing softly. You had hoped that the skating would relax him – he’d been tense since coming back from California, since deciding to put together S.H.I.E.L.D. with Phillips and Peggy. That, and running Stark Industries, working on the new inventions, helping is parents with Bubbe, who wasn’t doing so hot for the past few weeks – it had all created a tension in his shoulders. You could see the stubble over his jaw from beneath his scarf. He tugged the hat down over his ears, then looked at you. There were shadows under his eyes.
You held out your hand and smiled. “Are you ready?”
He took your hand and stood, pulling you up. “Ready as I’ll ever be,” he muttered. You smiled. The two of you hobbled towards the ice. You gingerly stepped out, holding Howard’s hand tighter, and he followed after you. One of his skates slid and he swore, clinging to your hand. You squealed and grabbed his other hand, which pinwheeled next to him.
“I thought you said you could skate!” you exclaimed. You spread your legs to keep steady and held his hands tighter.
“I mighta been lyin’!” he squawked.
“Why?!” you shouted back. He pulled his feet under him, watching the ice like it would crack in a heartbeat. You couldn’t help but giggle. “Howie, we’ve been together for years, why couldn’t you tell me you didn’t know how to skate?” You carefully moved backwards.
He held onto your hands – the warmth of them was almost overpowering, making your fingers sweat in your mittens. He shuffled after you. “You were excited,” he mumbled. You tugged his hands up, straightening him out, then pulled them down to tug him to you. He gulped. “Didn’t wanna letcha down, baby,” he murmured.
You squeezed his hands. He squeezed back, holding them gently. People skated past you, slowing only with the faint comments of, “Is that Howard Stark?”
Howard mumbled, “Nah, he’s taller.”
“He gets that a lot,” you added.
The people continued by.
“We don’t have to stay,” you whispered.
He placed a kiss against your mittens, watching the way your eyes crinkled as you smiled. “You wanna skate, we’ll skate.” He scrunched his nose. “Even if ‘m bad at it.”
You feigned a gasp. “You’re bad at something?” you asked. You slowly worked your way backwards, pulling him carefully with you. He gave you a sarcastic laugh in response. You smiled. “A few laps. Then we can go.” You tilted your head as you skated. “Maybe catch a picture?”
“Maybe catch a drink?” he suggested, “Or five?” He looked down at his feet again. “I’m gonna fall!”
“You’re not gonna fall.”
“I’m gonna fall!”
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Before: This person is so cool? THEY DRAW SO WELL! After: Ready to fight to the death for this Bean
STUPID FUCKING INUYASHA BAG THANK YOU FOR JOINING THESE TWINS
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ok ok ok ok nichi for your consideration: if link didn't spend so much time with allen bc of leverrier's orders do you think he would have been drawn to allen anyways? bc lets face it allen's charisma is Maxed Out and even people who haven't been with him that long are ready to Die for Allen Walker
Linkllen week asks
MIYO;;;;;;
Ooooo thats a tough question…. I think it’d depend on how much “time” it takes, because with Krory and Miranda, Allen barely knew them for less than a week and they were already Die Hard Allen Walker Stans. He’s definitely got not only the charisma but the heart to win others, especially those craving… affection and love, as Krory and Miranda were (and as Link is, I feel).
Of the entire series the only ones immune to Allen’s charms are Chaoji and Kanda (though Kanda ended up losing in a sense given where he currently is lol).
If, say, Link only accompanied Allen on missions, it’d probably take maybe one before Link could see the truth, but it would take a handful more before Link would be willing to trust Allen.
Iirc, only a couple of months actually pass between Link meeting Allen and when Allen leaves the Order. In that time, Allen gains so much influence over Link that he begins to doubt the years of loyalty he’s had to the Order (Leverrier) (though to be fair the uhhh third exorcists kinda exacerbated that trust as well lol).
WHAT IM GETTING TO IS yes. Even if he’d spent less time with Allen, they still share a lot of similarities (orphans, seeking father figures, isolated by peers, working to earn a ‘reason’ for living, etc.)
Not only that, but Allen offers… friendship, to Link, something he arguably literally doesn’t have lol as far as we know, at least. Not only friendship, but affection, understanding, forgiveness, and even acceptance.
And Allen’s just plain charming and endearing. Sharing donuts, snacks, tea time, sleeping in the same room, Link’s nagging (that imo comes more from worry than ‘duty’).
In a way, Link was doomed from the moment he met Allen. He never had a chance.
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lethargicprofessor replied to your post: NICHI! i took your dgm quiz again to see if...
fjfjfjf i stumbled on it in my likes and wanted to see if anything had changed lmao i think the first time i took it i got link instead of lena? so mana allen lena? but u did a great job on it <3
THANK YOU////// link is fiercely loyal to found family and less actual family lol maybe thats a difference?
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“pipe the fuck down, asshole.” for whoever you want
The commons of the 1-A dorms were loud with sounds that should have been studying. It make Bakugo twitch just listening to them as he stared at the same problem he had been working on for the last thirty minutes.
Still, everyone kept talking. Kept yapping. Wouldn’t shut up.
Bakugo’s grip on his pencil grew until it snapped. “Pipe the fuck down, assholes,” he growled.
The noise stopped. He looked up. Everyone was staring at him, sitting neatly in their seats. “Fucking thank you,” he spat.
He tossed the pencil aside and grabbed another from his bag.
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lethargicprofessor replied to your post “So I became mildly (maybe slightly more than mildly) interested in at...”
IF YOU'D LIKE TO PLAY I WOULD LIKE TO PLAY TOO!!
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IF YOU’RE RLY SERIOUS I’LL LET YOU KNOW WHEN I FINISH THIS MASSIVE START-UP GUIDE AND WE CAN FIGURE SOMETHING OUT
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19 20?
19. Why did you start writing?
my sister did it, and i was really young and thought it was cool and so i was like “yeah i wanna be a writer when i grow up!” and then i kept writing lmao
20. 4 sentences from your work that you’re proud of
1. Of Fell and Exalted Blood
Who could really look up at the stars, find fallacy in the way they were placed, and then decide to reach up and rearrange the constellations? (Fire Emblem: Awakening)
2. A Lesson in Superficiality
Ghost boy, ghost boy was fucking with her head with his big eyes and his gaping mouth and his funny hair all black and white and she ached to punch him in the jaw and scream at him till her voice was hoarse but ghosts weren't real and neither was she so she turned her eyes from his face and gestured limply to some random ass table and took a deep, shuddering breath. (TG)
3. For Love of a Queen
And then there was the stab of something else, something white-hot and malicious that probed at the surface of his mind like a fire-poker that had been left in the flames for too long. (SW)
4. Stages of Deterioration
There was no doubt of aparty going on, not with the crooning sounds of music and laughter and voicessloshing through the air like the green water lapping at the steps of thewalkways around them. (DC)
this was really hard because a lot of my fics are too long to find quotes!! i was looking at vpl and i literally just could not sift through it.. also that last quote is from the unpublished sod epilogue.
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henry or joshua ?
Always but like *vague hand gestures*
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Aww dude i hope you feel better! Drink lots of water and get plenty of rest!!
Thanks hon, I will!! ^^
#ur sweet#I'm so cozy in bed rn#i think a nap is on the horizon#i hope ur having a good day dude!!!#lethargicprofessor
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Write “FIGHT ME” in my inbox and I’ll post our fight music
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Scottuary Week 4 Round-Up!
every week of february, we’ve post a masterlist of all the fics posted for that week. the bingo card represents all the fics posted within that time period, with each new line in a square representing a fic. in this square, for example, “Pain Taking Aftershocks” has three lines, representing three fics.
stay tuned for a final wrap up, an organized list of all 114 fics, and a sneak peek at future events!
FEB. 22-28, 2022
Safe in Your Arms, by @scribeoffate (First Time Taking Pain, Pain Taking Aftershocks, Someone Taking His Pain)
no time like the present, by @scribeoffate (Scott’s the Hot Girl)
Teen Crab, by @scribeoffate (Free Space)
Forever, by @scribeoffate (Death/Near Death Experiences)
Telephone, by @scribeoffate (Missing Scene)
Smile, by @scribeoffate (Pack Bonds)
Without Hesitation, by @scribeoffate (Scott’s the Hot Girl) *NSFW
drawing a blank, by @scribeoffate (Pack Bonds)
Until the Stars Are All Alight, by @minnicoops (Taking Too Much Pain)
It Grows Perhaps the Greater, by @minnicoops (Someone Else Taking His Pain) *MCD Warning
tell my story when I'm gone, by @dahliia04 (Scott + Alphas, Pack Symbol, Missing Scene)
Like a Wolf Drawn to the Moon, by @dahliia04 (Near Death/Death Experiences, Darkness around the Heart)
Kiss Me with your Eyes Closed, by @dahliia04 (Free Space)
Apocalipsis, by @dahliia04 (Tattoos)
it doesn't always have to hurt, by @dahliia04 (First Time Taking Pain, Taking Too Much Pain, Someone Else Taking His Pain)
Kept Family, by @slice-of-magenta (Family)
Inked, by @slice-of-magenta (Tattoos)
When Chaos Falls, by @slice-of-magenta (Scott + Villains)
Scents, by @slice-of-magenta (Pack Bonds)
Let the Mind Wander, by @slice-of-magenta (Pain Taking Aftershocks)
Chronically Pushing, by @kailaris-rites (Pain Taking Aftershocks)
Don't Apologize, by @kailaris-rites (Free Space)
Not All Good or Bad, by @kailaris-rites (Near Death/Death Experiences)
The Capability, by @kailaris-rites (First Time Taking Pain)
A Way To Love, by @kailaris-rites (Scott’s the Hot Girl)
Until the End of Time, by @lightsadrift (Pack Symbol)
The Alpha is Here, by @lightsadrift (Alpha Roar)
Goodbye, Scott., by @lightsadrift (Mentorship)
the hunted sky, by @spikeface (Missing Scene)
Chanson de Geste, by @princeescaluswords (Magic Scott)
Break Free, by @sees-writes (Berserker Trauma)
It's Who You Know, by @sees-writes (Scott + Alphas)
varicose veins, by @momentofmemory (Taking Too Much Pain)
the patron saint of lost souls, by @nacreousgore (Cultural Heritage)
Confianza, by @silent-snake7 (Missing Scene)
Swimming in Your Love, by @domesticated-feral (Free Space)
Those Shapes You Take, by @letthestorieslive (Free Space)
Like Toy Soldiers, by @teenwolfseason7 (Hurt/Comfort)
let me tear you apart, by @gemini-in-tauro (Berserker Trauma)
No Mordidas, please, by @gemini-in-tauro (Cultural Heritage)
tiempo de vals, by @lethargicprofessor (Cultural Heritage, Pack Bonds, Scott + Betas)
Once Upon a Bisexual Teenage Werewolf, by @capricornsicle (Fairytale AU)
While the official event is over, you’re free to use the prompts from the bingo card as long as you wish, and the reader’s edition will be open through the end of March!
#scottuary2022#scottuary#scott mccall#tyler posey#teen wolf#fic#sciles#scydia#scira#sceo#scanny#scallison#scerica#scalia
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Invasion!reader x sweeney discussing holidays? Or yule? Idk theres research involved in this one
Chapters: Chapter One || Chapter Two || Chapter Three || Chapter Four || Chapter Five || Chapter Six || Chapter Seven || Chapter Eight || Chapter Nine || Chapter Ten || Chapter Eleven || Chapter Twelve || Chapter Thirteen || Chapter Fourteen || Chapter Fourteen-ish || Chapter Fifteen || Chapter Sixteen || Chapter Seventeen || Chapter Eighteen || Chapter Nineteen || Chapter Twenty || Chapter Twenty-One || Chapter Twenty-Two
Requests: Mad Sweeney and The Holidays || The Invasion and the Stressful Blows
One Shots: The Invasion and That One Thankful Holiday || The Invasion and the Weight of Change || Eyes On You
you know how much i love one large leprechaun! and it uh....ended up being celebrating. /shrug i figured you wouldn’t mind so much :D
invasion tag list under the cut! i hope you guys enjoy!!
The Invasion and a Christmas for Two
The hotel room was as small as the rest of them had been, but you went out of your way to make sure that it was nicer – you strung up lights (using command hooks) and garland (also command hooks), you got a tiny LED tree, and had bought Sweeney a variety of little whiskey bottles to wrap and stick under the little tree.
The leprechaun walked into the room with a groan and stopped. “You do this?” he rasped as he shut the door.
You glanced up from the last bottle you were wrapping, tying off the ribbon with a neat bow. “Course I did!” you exclaimed as you set the bottle beneath the tree. “Tis the season!” You grinned and threw out your arms. “Ta-da,” you sang.
He reached out and tapped one of the little ornaments you hung from the tree, smiling to himself. “What made you wanna do this?” he murmured.
You shrugged and sat back on the edge of the bed, smiling as you stared at the tree. “Dunno. Just felt like it.” You tilted your head. “They’re all for you, so you can open them if you want,” you said with a nod to them.
Sweeney arched an eyebrow as he picked up one, shaking it next to his ear. He sat next to you. “Oh,” he groaned with a smirk, “Wonder what it could be.”
“Ha, ha,” you grumbled.
He twisted the top off without even opening the paper, ripping it off and flinging it away. He downed it in one gulp and winced. “Peppermint?” he asked, peeling the paper away to read the label.
You shrugged. “Tis the season?” He chuckled. “I dunno, I just thought it’d be nice.” You pulled your knees up and stared at the tree. “First Christmas I’ve spent away from family,” you murmured.
You felt Sweeney lean into your side. “And yer stuck here, spendin’ it with me,” he mumbled.
You leaned back, and set your cheek against his shoulder, staring up at him. “Don’t make it sound like I’m forced to be here,” you said. He snorted, looping his arm around your back. “I’m glad to be here, Sweeney,” you whispered.
He pressed his cheek against your head and sighed. “Get some rest,” he mumbled, letting you go. You flopped backwards against the bed with a groan. You were out in an instant.
When you woke up, the room was still dark and you were tucked into the blankets. The lights from the little Christmas tree sparkled around the room. You sat up slowly, rubbing your eyes, and yawned. Sweeney was sprawled out on the small, overstuffed chair in the corner, snoring loudly. You smiled to yourself and ruffled your hair. Your eyes drifted back to the tree. A small box sat in front of the tree. You scooted to the edge of the bed, keeping the blanket around your shoulders, and snagged the box from the dresser.
It was a small box, flat, and wasn’t even wrapped. Flipping the box over, you saw that it was an empty cigarette box, and rolled your eyes. You eased the box open and shook the contents out into your hand. It was a charm the size of a quarter, and had a paper tucked inside. You carefully pulled it free and unfolded it, finding it to be a thin piece of tissue paper covered in circles and lines. As you smoothed it out on the bed, you found them to be constellations.
“’s when we met,” Sweeney grunted from his seat. You looked up. He was sitting up, scrubbing his face with a groan. “The sky,” he said, waving his hand.
Your heart thudded in your chest and your face warmed. You folded it with extra care and slipped it back into the small charm. “Thank you,” you whispered.
He shrugged and stood, kicking off his shoes. He flopped onto the bed next to you. You turned the charm over in your hands and set it on the nightstand. Then, you rolled over to face him. “Yer welcome,” he mumbled.
~*~*~Thanks for Reading~*~*~
~*~Tag List~*~
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#american gods#mad sweeney#mad sweeney x reader#mad sweeney/reader#the invasion series#american gods asks#lethargicprofessor
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Youd be a tiefling rouge i think. White haired :3
NICE I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THAT IS THANK YOU
OK I LOOKED IT UP AND THAT SOUNDS AMAZING AND I LOVE THEM I MIGHT PICK THAT IF WE EVER DO A DND THING!!!!!!
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