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just-my-latest-hyperfixation · 4 months

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Exactly what it's meant to say

Written for the @steddieholidaydrabbles, day 28

Prompt: Proposal

Rated: G

CW: none

Tags: Established relationship; Moving in together; Fluff; Marriage proposal

Notes: Contiued from days 5 and 25

Eddie is up on the roof when Steve pulls into the driveway. His first thought is that the rain pipe must be leaking again, but then he sees the giant letters his boyfriend is wrestling into submission on the snow-covered roof and sighs.

"Eds?" he calls out as he gets from the car. Eddie yelps and almost slips and Steve has a brief mental image of spending Christmas Eve at the emergency room. "I thought we agreed to not put them up this year?"

He wasn't even sure which of the many unopened boxes they were in - just knew that Eddie had not-so-sneakily grabbed all of the old Christmas decorations from the house in Loch Nora on the day Steve moved out. Not that Steve minded. His parents haven't been home for the holidays in forever, it's not like they'll miss the stuff.

"Okay, I know, but listen!" Eddie flashes him a toothy grin as he skids down the roof and to the ladder that's leaning against the wall. Steve watches him, hip popped against the side of the car, as he comes wading towards him in the fresh layer of snow. "I know we said we'd skip it this year, what with still getting settled and stuff, but I was unpacking some of the boxes earlier, and I found the letters, and I just had to put them up. It's our little tradition, Stevie. Would be bad luck not to observe it in our first year in the new place."

He has drifted into Steve’s space and put his hands in his coat pockets to pull him closer, all disarming, dimpled smile and large brown eyes. Steve hums in mock-annoyance as Eddie leans in to steal a kiss.

"So does it actually say what it's supposed to this year?"

Eddie cocks his head at him.

"I have no idea what you-"

"Eds?" Steve quirks an eyebrow and Eddie falls silent.

Because, yes, the letters have become a bit of a tradition ever since their first Christmas together, and Steve would be lying if he said they don’t make him feel all warm and fuzzy.

Another tradition is that they never actually spell the right thing.

And while the MERRY SMAX sparkling from the roof of the Harrington house for all the neighborhood to see in the first year was still an accident, Eddie has since embarked on a mission to outdo himself with increasingly absurd creations.

Steve still fondly remembers SEXY MARRM, ARSEY MR XM, and - last year's zinger - SMARMY REX.

And judging by the entirely too innocent grin gracing Eddie’s face now, he's in for another treat.

"Eddie?" he tries again, one hand coming up to pinch the bridge of his nose. "What is it this year?"

"Dunno what you mean, baby," Eddie singsongs, and prances over to the switch for the outdoor power supply like a particularly merry Christmas elf. Steve can't quite conceal his fond grin as he is tugged along. "It says exactly what it's supposed to say. How about you do the honors?"

Steve rolls his eyes but obediently pushes the switch. The letters flicker to life, casting the snowy front yard in a haze of sparkling white. Steve can't see the roof from where they're standing, so he takes a few steps down the driveway. Eddie hovers by his shoulder, suddenly tense and silent, and oh God, what has he done now?

"Eddie," he starts, "I swear, if I have to explain to the neighbors why our roof says stuff about axes, I'll-"

And then he stops.

Steve feels how his mouth drops open and how his eyes bulge, and he's faintly aware that he must look like a complete idiot, but he's powerless to do anything about it.

Because he has just turned and now he sees what the words say.

Because Eddie has actually left out some of the letters this time and he has no idea what he was expecting, but it certainly wasn't this.

Because every single bit of mental capacity is focused on playing the words sparkling down at him on repeat in his head.

MARRY ME

"See?" Eddie has stepped up beside him and taken his limp hand to entangle their fingers, but his voice is hesitant all of a sudden. When Steve manages to turn his head, those dark, pretty eyes are refusing to meet his, pointedly trained on the roof instead. "Exactly what it's meant to say."

Steve gapes at him. Eddie cringes and pulls a strand of hair in front of his face with his free hand. The other is trembling around Steve's fingers.

"So, I know we can't really," he mumbles. "Like, legally or shit. But … you've literally pulled me from hell and I know it sounds totally cheesy, but it feels like you skipped boring old Earth and dragged me straight on into heaven and I totally would, if I could. Marry you, I mean. So if it's cool with you, I'll get you a ring or something, promise to stick with you forever, all that lame-ass stuff."

Steve stares. Swallows, tries to speak, but no words come out. Eddie sighs.

"And if it isn't, that's also fine. I just … wanted to put it out there, y'know. Like, literally. I'm sorry, I'll… I'll just take these down."

And Steve still can't talk, isn't sure when he'll be able to again. But he also doesn’t need to. Because what he can do is tighten his grip on Eddie’s hand as it threatens to slip from his.

What he can do is pull him back in, body against body and sling an arm around his waist to keep him from getting away.

What he can do is crash their mouths together in a kiss so searing he's surprised the snow doesn't melt all around them.

What he can do is hope that this will be enough of an answer.

From the way Eddie grins against his lips, it is.

All my holiday drabbles

#steddie #steve harrington x eddie munson #steve x eddie #steddie brainrot #steddie fanfic #fanfiction writer #fanfiction #fanfic #my writing #steddie holiday drabbles #hype's holiday drabbles

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piratefalls · 6 months

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“You are", he says, "the absolute worst idea I've ever had.” - me @ ao3 after watching the movie and thinking "there's probably fic for this."

i like lists. i've lost sleep reading fic like it's gonna disappear the second i look away. i'm making my problem yours. i'm sure a lot of these won't be new to people since they pre-date the movie and it's far from comprehensive but. i'm late to this party. i also can't make gifs, so enjoy the basic canva header.

(baby) don't make me spell it out by extasiswings

One night near the end of first semester 1L finals, just a few weeks before the two-year anniversary of their first kiss, Alex finds himself looking up from his desk with its messy piles of color-coded notes and tabbed textbooks to see Henry asleep on the couch, clearly having dozed off waiting for him to come to bed, and unbidden he thinks, God, I’m going to marry this man. It startles him, the spike of adrenaline that floods through him waking him up and bringing the parts of his brain turning over concepts like proximate cause and strict liability to a standstill as he stares at Henry. I want to marry this man.

God Save the Blessed American President Mom by zipadeea

["June stopped by at lunch; she showed me a delightful channel called Hallmark, which repeats the same story every hour after they swap one round of white, straight, small-town conventionally beautiful actors for another. It was entertaining.” “June and I used to play a drinking game with those. Take a shot every time someone goes ice skating, sledding, or leaves the big city for their tiny hometown.” “Good lord, you must’ve been sloshed in the first ten minutes.”] -- On December 4, 2021, an attempt is made on President Ellen Claremont's life. Alex gets shot instead.

Familiar Gravity by cmere

“Yeah,” Alex breathes, and he pulls back to look Henry in the eyes. “I’ve been fantasizing about you fucking me in this chair for, like, weeks. Every time you sit down here with your stupid book.” Henry likes it when Alex speaks Spanish and Alex has a request.

Am I the Asshole? by everwitch

AITA for spending Valentine’s Day with my roommate instead of my boyfriend? It’s well past midnight on a Saturday and hardly the first time Alex has scrolled aimlessly on his phone instead of trying to sleep, but it’s definitely the first goddamn time Alex has discovered his roommate has made a lengthy post about last night’s curry debacle to r/AmItheAsshole — a post that’s apparently gone fucking viral. -- In which Alex and Henry are college roommates, and a few thousand strangers think they should fuck.

Everybody needs good neighbours by railmedaddy

To nora(9.37pm): So a funny thing happened My hot neighbour brought me the mcflurry i ordered and we fucked From nora (9.38pm): WHAT DETAILS NOW Which neighbour? Wait, you only have one hot neighbour. Alex, did you fuck a guy?!?!?! ALEX Or Alex meets a hot new neighbour. Shenanigans ensue.

A Picture on Your Corkboard by bleedingballroomfloor

It happens on a random morning in May when Alex, age fourteen, pads into the kitchen to greet his mother and steal a waffle from June's plate and sees a man sitting at their breakfast counter, reading a newspaper, a cup of coffee raised to his lips. Like he belongs. Like it's the most natural thing in the world. June doesn't seem to give the man a second thought. She merely flicks Alex on the forehead and takes back the waffle. Ellen isn't worrying, either. In fact, she's talking to him. Asking what his schedule is like. Making plans for dinner. Alex has never seen this man before in his life.

this is the worthwhile fight by dearhappy

It's not that Henry's scared of their future, he's never been more sure of anything in his life. The thing is they're still trying to figure out how that future is going to look. And he worries about how it'll affect Alex's career in politics.

Déjame Ver Cómo Es Que Floreces by 14carrotgold

Oscar gets in close and bluntly asks, “Earlier. In the bathroom. Did you do it?” Alex scoffs, “No. Don't be a perv. Why would you wanna know that anyway?” Oscar rolls his eyes. “Mind out of the gutter, chamaco. Did you propose?” Ah. - Henry is introduced to the extended Diaz side of the family at their matriarch's birthday. Shenanigans (and romance and feelings) ensue.

Please Don't Let Me Be So Understood by chamel

“I’m glad you both see it that way,” Dr. Chen says. Then she closes her notebook and folds her hands on top of it. “I think I’m starting to get a sense of where the issues lie. The good news is that you’re both here, and you’re both willing to work on this relationship. That’s promising. Not all of the couples I see are even at that point.” “Sorry, what?” Henry says, voicing Alex’s stuttering thoughts as well. (After one too many fights at work, Henry and Alex are assigned mandatory reconciliation therapy by their boss. Except the therapist thinks they're there for couples therapy... and surely, a bet on who will break first makes more sense than actually correcting her, right?)

Such a Burden, This Flame on My Chest by allmylovesatonce

Alex Claremont-Diaz is relocating back to Austin to join his dad's firehouse. His days as a firefighter in Washington D.C. ended badly, but no one knows that, or knows why. And he plans to keep that close to his chest. He has to shove it back down if he wants to seem like a normal person, if he wants to do the job, if he wants to get along with his new crew, and most of all, if he wants to get to know the hot British firefighter on the squad. No one can know what really happened.

thinking (about last night) by rhosyn_du

“I hope you know that I am literally never going to stop reminding you that you said that. I’m going to, like, take out an ad in the student paper. Maybe hire a skywriter or something. I am definitely telling Pez." "I hate you," Henry tells him. "Lies," Alex says, still laughing. "You know you love me." Henry lets out a heavy sigh. "Well," he says softly, "that's rather the problem, isn't it?" “What, you think we’d be better off if we still hated each other?” “I think," Henry says slowly, "I’d be better off if I could figure out how to stop being so stupidly in love with you.” It takes a few seconds for the words to really register, as distracted as Alex is by the heat of Henry’s breath and wondering how much it would cost to actually hire a skywriter. Once they do, it takes a full minute before Alex can move. Can breathe. Can think. Finally, he forces out a whispered, “What?” When that gets no response, he tries again. This time, his voice actually cooperates. “Wait, what?” The only response he gets is a soft snore and Alex realizes that Henry, the utter fucking asshole, has passed out on his shoulder.

you're the reason i let myself fall by perfect-porcelain (tedddylupin)

Alex doesn't quite know what to expect when he walks into a room with a glowing screen separating him from the person in the other pod. The entire experience makes him skeptical. How can you fall in love with someone you've never met? Or: Love is Blind AU

Sharper Head, Wilder Heart by Dawg1515

"This could work out,” Henry offers. “It could,” Alex replies. “That’s good, then. Someone’s going to have to walk me through the brilliance of Empire Strikes Back, after all.” “Sweetheart, if we’re legitimately dating now, I’m forcing you to watch every movie that has Harrison Ford in it.” “Duly noted.” Or: When the Queen decides it’s time for Henry to settle down with a woman, she arranges a courtship between him and Alex Claremont-Diaz, closeted political powerhouse. Alex secretly tells Henry he’s trans, and Henry tells Alex that he’s gay. To say they become an amazing couple would be an understatement—but nothing is ever that easy for a prince and a president’s son.

every version of you (i love) by coffeecatsme

“So,” the voice narrates as the man squishes the dog’s cheeks and laughs at himself. “There’s this guy that lives next to me with the cutest beagle in the world and this little guy climbs to the fence every day to drop his toys off at, like, 5:30 on the dot, I’m not kidding.” The camera shows the man boop the dog’s nose and press a little kiss to his forehead. There’s a ball in his hands that he hands to the dog, but it slips from his mouth all over again, making the man reach down to grab it. He glares at the dog, but even then he’s still smiling. “And this guy always walks by and picks up the stuff and it’s the cutest fucking thing ever you have no idea.” The camera zooms in farther into the man’s smile, genuine and wild, as he pushes his wild curls away from his face. His eyes flicker up when another figure walks into the frame, his blonde hair falling over his forehead in waves. The man’s smile, impossibly, widens. “Oh. I’m also pretty sure he has a crush on my neighbor.” Or, 5 times David greets Alex with something that belongs to Henry, and 1 time he greets Alex with something that belongs to both of them.

The Duke Who Loved Me by annesbonny, Inareskai, schmulte

This Author knows as well as anyone how much you, gentle readers, enjoy a scandal and a love story. And what could bring more delight that two young gentlemen who bring both of those wherever they go? Join the Duke of Mountchristen and the, untitled, Mr Claremont-Diaz as they attempt to find a Love Match amongst the gossip of the ton.

The Edge of Glory by politics_and_prose

Subject: CD-10 To: Alex Claremont-Diaz ([email protected]) From: Natasha Wallace ([email protected]) Alex - You know how you jokingly told me to let you know when Mayfield was vulnerable and/or not seeking re-election? Tash

lying in the low light by smc_27

The thing about having a one night stand with the guy your sister is close friends with and gatekept from you is that it becomes really fucking important that she never knows. Or, Alex and Henry have a one year stand. Or, Alex and Henry are in a relationship, only they’re the only ones who don’t know it.

what we might do (if we stop keeping a secret) by indomitablelove

'This isn't how I wanted to tell people. I thought we'd get the chance to do it right.' - Red, White and Royal Blue, Casey McQuiston, p.327 --- or, in another world, Alex and Henry get to do it right.

Who Could Love You The Same as I by MariaDmitrievnaLikesSundays

Inside was exactly what Alex had found himself dreaming about ever since that night at Kensington. The kind of dreams that he forced himself to forget once he woke up, but dreams all the same. A gold band, simple and smooth, with a single square diamond embedded on top. It was small, modest, exactly to Alex’s taste. ”Holy shit,” he said again. “Holy shit.” That was a ring. That was, unmistakably, an engagement ring. Hidden in his boyfriend’s coat. And he had just found it.

—— Or, Alex finds the engagement ring that Henry had hidden, and does exactly what you’d expect him to.

As the World Falls Down by 3bowtruckles

So while we all knew that the 2020 written in the book would be glorious fiction, we didn’t realize that reality would throw us something to take 2020 even further away from the book’s events. This story is where I attempt to merge our 2020 reality and the fiction of RWRB, using research (a LOT of research) to try to figure out what the trajectory of reality might have been. The story starts picking up the timeline after their late-February trip to Paris. After that, it's strictly AU, but I try to keep a lot of the intents of the events in the book (for instance, Alex's trip to confront Henry in Britain after the lake) while still making them fit the narrative I've created.

We'll Change the World Yet to our Dessire [sic] by cresswells

Alex and Henry are engaged and ready to share their announcement with the world, but after the media circus surrounding their forced outing Queen Mary wants them to do things properly this time. To Alex’s surprise, ‘properly’ apparently means taking a Royal Tour around Europe as an official couple. Ten days, five countries and lots of unnecessary wardrobe changes. What could possibly go wrong?

where clouds look like mountains by weather_stained

Four months after the election, while still learning to navigate the complexities of being in a public relationship, Alex finally has the chance to show Henry around Austin.

We'll Invite Something In by smc_27

Alex is grinning a little too hard. This is absolutely idiotic and pointless and fun. The cover of Hello UK with a photo of him pulled out and a photo of His Royal Highness Prince Henry Fox-Mountchristen whatever the hell the rest of his names are (Alex knows; he being a dick) with the admittedly stupid but flattering headline which reads: His Royal Highness: He’s just like us and crushes on Pres ACD.

Henry's Cold, Empty Tower by DracoWillHearAboutThis

“I want you,” Henry said, slowly but clearly, “to leave.” When Alex storms Kensington Palace, Henry sends him away. Then, their relationship gets leaked, and it's Henry's turn to fight for Alex.

behind the diamond-shaped glass by Celaestis

Five times Alex and Henry used tea and biscuits to communicate, and one time they don't need to.

The Byline by rosetintednerdglasses

Press Secretary Alex Claremont-Diaz serves at the pleasure of the President, and he does it excellently until a new White House correspondent darkens his press room: Henry Fox, The Guardian.

we've been here forever (here's the frozen proof) by r_holland

Objectively, I am aware that you – a stranger – cannot tell me my own sexuality any better than I can, however... Can you, please? Tell me? It’s 4am and I have been thinking about this for hours, and I can’t sleep. Warmest regards, ACD *** It’s four in the morning, and Alex Claremont-Diaz has managed to follow a research spiral straight down into a personal crisis. It isn’t the first time.

words on the tip of your tongue (but please don't say them) by viciouslyqueer

So close. He was so close to saying those words that have lived inside him for so long, and now it's gone, a moment that slipped right between his fingertips before he could grasp it. Now he’s floating in the middle of the lake alone, the ghost of Henry’s touch still lingering on his skin and an unknown, heartbreaking feeling in his chest. — Or: canon-divergence where Henry doesn't leave the lake house.

The Grand Tour by lucky (revolutionbarbie)

When Henry returned from an audience with Queen Mary looking stony faced and grim, Alex had immediately feared the worst. She had requested to see Henry – and Henry alone – the moment their plane had landed at Heathrow on a visit to Pez’s new shelter in London. Alex had suggested that they go to see her together just to spite the old hag, but Henry wanted to keep the peace. Since moving to Brooklyn, they had entered into an uncomfortable détente with Queen Mary and Henry was loathe to be the one to break it. “She wants us to go to Australia. It would be an unofficial Royal Tour, of sorts, with stops in several cities and a short visit to New Zealand. Three and a half weeks in total.” “She wants to send us on an all-expenses paid Australian getaway? Count me in.”

come and get me by rizcriz

The email arrives 8 days after Henry left the lake house. He contemplates deleting it without reading, but it sits in his Alex inbox, where there are over seventy emails favourited, and somehow it feels wrong and weirdly impersonal. As if leaving without a note were any different. He stares at the from line with an aching longing that seeps into his veins. It settles on his heart like a tangible thing; something warranted and cruel that casts shackles around the aorta and locks them tight so that he might never love again. -- or, alex sends an email instead of flying to KP.

Never Did Run Smooth by clottedcreamfudge

"You and me? Best friends. Stellar. Love that for us. But we could absolutely fake being in love. Dating. Whatever. I know literally everything about you—" (No you don't, Henry thinks firmly) "—and you know everything about me. We would absolutely fucking annihilate the other contestants.” "You're too drunk to apply," Henry points out, like he himself isn't about as wasted as it's possible for him to be without curling up and going immediately to sleep. "I doubt you could spell your own name right on the application. Or mine." Alex grins and pulls something up on his phone; it looks like it takes him a few tries. "Wanna fucking bet?" *** Or: Henry's life is a comedy of errors; a patchwork of oopsie-daisies; a quilt stitched together with hauntingly terrible mistakes. And at the centre of it all is his best friend, Alex Claremont-Diaz; director of said comedy, threading together his oopsie-daisies into a flower crown, rolling around in the quilt of his own making, and this analogy is going to shit because Henry's so in love with him he wants to die.

idk I'll do a part two if anyone wants.

#rwrb #firstprince #red white and royal blue #fic rec #fic rec list #i try not to do multiple authors on the same list so #just assume if they're here i read all their stuff plus their bookmarks lmao #for the record I have 100% read the book I just didn't think there'd be fic for it lmao #rwrb rec list

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smh0217 · 11 months

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Jaune: Hey, you guys wanna go and get some D-E-S-S-E-R-T?

Ren: Yeah, I could go for a T-R-E-A-T.

Nora: Whatcha guys talking about?

Weiss: Yeah, why did you guys just spell desse-

Jaune: NONONONONO SHHH!!!

Ren: DONT SAY IT!!!

Weiss: Uh... why?

Ren: How do we tell you this…

Jaune: Nora… can’t spell…

Weiss: WHAT?

Ren: She can’t spell. So when we talk about something she wants we spell it out loud so she doesn’t get too excited.

Weiss: She’s 23. She can't handle hearing the word "treat"?

Nora: TREAT?!

Jaune: No treat!

Nora: TREAT?!

Jaune: No treat!

Nora: TREAT?!

Jaune: NO TREAT!!!

Nora: awww.

Weiss: Ok, what is happening?

Jaune: We told you! She gets excited when she hears the word T-R-E-A-T.

Nora: Whatcha guys talking about?

Jaune: Taxes.

Nora: aw shucks.

Weiss: So you guys just treat her like a toddler?

Nora: TREAT?!

Ren: No treat!

Nora: TREAT?!

Ren: No treat!

Nora: TREAT?!

Ren: NO TREAT!!!

Nora: awww.

Ren: You have to spell if you’re talking about F-0-O-D.

Weiss: Ok… So are we getting a S-N-A-C-K?

Nora: Snack?!

Jaune: Really?!

Ren: Oh come on!

Weiss: Oh for the love of- I SPELLED IT!

Jaune: Well she KNOWS how to spell snack.

Weiss: So she can spell snack, but she can't spell treat???

Nora: TREAT?!

Weiss: No treat!

Nora: TREAT?!

Weiss: No treat!

Nora: TREAT?!

Weiss: NO TREAT!!!

#RWBY #Weiss Schnee #Jaune Arc #Nora Valkyrie #Lie Ren #source: twitter #incorrect rwby quotes

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howlingday · 4 months

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D&D au jaune thought he didn't have talent for magic until one day he insulted a goblin so bad it just fucking died. walk us through the adventures of the blonde bard jaune arc and his best spell vicious mockery

I wish I was more familiar with Bards, and I also wish I answered this with Tom Cardy's "Perception Check". Sadly, I've played a bard once in a now long dead campaign and two mini-campaigns, and I already gave the Tom Cardy treatment to Nora. That said, here's Bard!Jaune

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"Fellas, fellas, please." Jaune waved his hands defensively as thugs pressed closer to bring harm to him. It wasn't his fault all the girls were giving him all the unwanted attention. It was an occupational hazard, just like pissing off a bunch of drunken bullies. Like right now. "Come now, can't we settle this without violence?"

"No chance, cheese-hair!"

"Cheese-hair?!" Jaune jumped back. "At least I have hair that looks like cheese, where ass your head is as bald as a newborn elephant's asshole!"

The bald foe reeled back, covering his head. In the far back corner, another bald patron left the tavern in tears. The others, heads much fuller of flowing locks, pressed further. One of them grabbed Jaune by his collar, foul miasma spilling through stained teeth.

"Ugh!" Jaune held a hand over his nose. "You do realize urinal cakes AREN'T real cakes, don't you? What goes into the lavatory is supposed to stay in the lavatory, not go back inside you!"

Jaune landed on his feet as he was dropped, and thick hands clasped shut the port hole of the offending odor. Light chuckles that started filling the room were now building into light rumbles of laughter. The third and final foe stepped forward, tossing a fist without warning. Jaune caught the strike with his face and flew across the stage and into the back wall. It was time to break out the big guns.

"You call that a punch?" Jaune stood from the floor, fire in his eyes. "Your mother hit me harder than that, and that was after I already tired her out with my TRUE bardic skills. But she wasn't the only one, of course, because both your sister AND your father wanted a piece of the action, too!"

The tavern nearly exploded, roaring with laughter as Jaune roasted this man's entire family with his vicious sling of insults. People were in tears, but not nearly as much as this man who had fallen to the floor in a blubbering mess. Taking his instrument in hand, Jaune left the stage, holding his hat out to anyone who wanted to give him his due of gold and silver and coppers.

However, one person had been watching him the entire time and made an important decision. There was an important mission that required people of as many skills as possible in order to get the sweetest score of all. And it would need a bit of sweet talking to help grease the wheels to get there.

That's why Roman Torchwick decided to snag Jaune as soon as he could to get the job done.

#rwby #d&d #rwby au #rwby d&d au #jaune arc #bard jaune #bard!jaune au #roman torchwick #my answer #my answers

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novankenn · 2 months

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OMG!!! (III)

( Series Chapter List )

A/N I just can't stop... it's like when you get a song stuck in your head... >:)

Pyyrha was red faced as Nora escorted her back to the dorm. The Nora-ish grin on her face spelling doom for the four-time champion. Once they were back inside JNPR's room, without anyone else, Nora pounced.

"So that was... a very exciting pic... wasn't it?"

"What?"

Nora slowly pulled out her scroll, tapped the screen and turned it to face Pyrrha...

"HOW?!?"

"I sent it to myself from your scroll... I didn't think you would mind, considering..."

"Considering?"

"The amount of blood I mopped up to keep you out of trouble." Nora turned the screen back to face her, "Gods she has some serious T&A, I'm feeling a little jealous."

"What will it cost?"

"Pyr-Pyr! I'm shocked! I'm appalled!" Nora gave Pyrrha a scandalized look, "That you would..."

"Nora... what do I have to do to make sure you show NO ONE that picture?"

"Let me watch the stream with you."

"What? Why?"

"Joan is like the second famous person I know, and I'm on her team! I should be there for moral support..."

"Plus it's an invite only stream..."

"That too."

"Fine, just this... EEP!" Nora grabbed Pyrrha by the wrist and spun her about sending her stumbling to her bed.

"Log in!"

Pyrrha fumbled her scroll, but was able to recover enough to activate her account link, instantly connecting to GoldenAngel(Joan)'s stream.

"Five minutes!" Nora was almost vibrating as she leaned against Pyrrha, to watch the countdown timer...

The passage of a few minutes felt like hours, but it did pass. The stream started, but there was no picture, which caused the chat to to rapidly getting spammed with WTH and WTF comments.

"I'm here... I'm here..." Joan's voice sounded a little tinny coming over the speakers of the scroll, but it didn't matter to Pyrrha or Nora. Both were completely focused on wanting to see what Joan aka GoldenAngel would wear as a maid costume... "Ready?"

"Welcome to my stream Masters and Mistresses! How may I serve you?" Joan purred out...

Nora and Pyrrha never saw the rest of the stream...

... four hours later the found themselves waking up in the infirmary, facing a very anxious, worried and upset Joan.

#rwby #jaune arc/joan arc #fem!jaune #pyrrha nikos #nora valkyrie #joan is an e-girl #one shot?#Youtube #ai generated illustrations

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aurumacadicus · 4 months

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Alright my friends, it's time to choose the book for February! Our theme for the month: Romance! I'm not original. However, the bar for romance was skimming the floor and so we have a wide variety of titles to choose from! If you'd like to join the book club, send me a message and I'll send you the link to our Discord! The summaries for the titles are under the cut!

Jane Steele by Lyndsay Faye

Reader, I murdered him. A Gothic retelling of Jane Eyre. Like the heroine of the novel she adores, Jane Steele suffers cruelly at the hands of her aunt and schoolmaster. And like Jane Eyre, they call her wicked - but in her case, she fears the accusation is true. When she flees, she leaves behind the corpses of her tormentors. A fugitive navigating London's underbelly, Jane rights wrongs on behalf of the have-nots whilst avoiding the noose. Until an advertisement catches her eye. Her aunt has died and the new master at Highgate House, Mr Thornfield, seeks a governess. Anxious to know if she is Highgate's true heir, Jane takes the position and is soon caught up in the household's strange spell. When she falls in love with the mysterious Charles Thornfield, she faces a terrible dilemma: can she possess him - body, soul and secrets - and what if he discovers her murderous past?

Carry On by Rainbow Rowell

Simon Snow is the worst Chosen One who's ever been chosen. That's what his roommate, Baz, says. And Baz might be evil and a vampire and a complete git, but he's probably right. Half the time, Simon can't even make his wand work, and the other half, he starts something on fire. His mentor's avoiding him, his girlfriend broke up with him, and there's a magic-eating monster running around, wearing Simon's face. Baz would be having a field day with all this, if he were here — it's their last year at the Watford School of Magicks, and Simon's infuriating nemesis didn't even bother to show up. Carry On - The Rise and Fall of Simon Snow is a ghost story, a love story and a mystery. It has just as much kissing and talking as you'd expect from a Rainbow Rowell story - but far, far more monsters.

Howl’s Moving Castle by Diana Wynne Jones

Sophie has the great misfortune of being the eldest of three daughters, destined to fail miserably should she ever leave home to seek her fate. But when she unwittingly attracts the ire of the Witch of the Waste, Sophie finds herself under a horrid spell that transforms her into an old lady. Her only chance at breaking it lies in the ever-moving castle in the hills: the Wizard Howl's castle. To untangle the enchantment, Sophie must handle the heartless Howl, strike a bargain with a fire demon, and meet the Witch of the Waste head-on. Along the way, she discovers that there's far more to Howl—and herself—than first meets the eye.

Forget Me Not by Alyson Derrick

A romantic ode to the strength of love and the power of choosing each other, against odds and obstacles, again and again. What would you do if you forgot the love of your life ever even existed? Stevie and Nora had a love. A secret, epic, once-in-a-lifetime kind of love. They also had a plan: to leave their small, ultra-conservative town and families behind after graduation and move to California, where they could finally stop hiding that love. But then Stevie has a terrible fall. And when she comes to, she can remember nothing of the last two years—not California, not coming to terms with her sexuality, not even Nora. Suddenly, Stevie finds herself in a life she doesn’t quite understand, one where she’s estranged from her parents, drifting away from her friends, lying about the hours she works, dating a boy she can’t remember crushing on, and headed towards a future that isn’t at all what her fifteen-year-old self would have envisioned. And Nora finds herself…forgotten. Can the two beat the odds a second time and find their way back together when “together” itself is just a lost memory?

Caught in a Bad Fauxmance by Elle Gonzalez Rose

A fresh, fun contemporary rom-com from debut author Elle Gonzalez Rose, about an aspiring artist who agrees to fake date one of his family’s longtime enemies in the hopes of gathering intel good enough to take down their rivals once and for all. Devin Baez is ready for a relaxing winter break at Lake Andreas. That is, until he runs into his obnoxious next-door neighbors the Seo-Cookes, undefeated champions of the lake’s annual Winter Games. In the hope of finally taking down these long-time rivals, the Baezes offer up their beloved cabin in a bet. Reckless? Definitely. So when annoyingly handsome Julian Seo-Cooke finds himself in need of a fake boyfriend, Devin sees an opportunity to get behind enemy lines and prove the family plays dirty. As long as Devin and Julian’s families are at war, there’s only room for loathing between them. Which is a problem because, for Devin, this faux game of love is feeling very real.

Eyes Like Stars by Lisa Mantchev

All her world's a stage. Bertie Shakespeare Smith is not an actress, yet she lives in a theater. She's not an orphan, but she has no parents. She knows every part, but she has no lines of her own. That is, until now. Enter Stage Right NATE. Dashing pirate. Will do anything to protect Bertie. COBWEB, MOTH, MUSTARDSEED, and PEASEBLOSSOM. Four tiny and incredibly annoying fairies. BERTIE'S sidekicks. ARIEL. Seductive air spirit and Bertie's weakness. The symbol of impending doom. BERTIE. Our heroine. Welcome to the Théâtre Illuminata, where the actors of every play ever written can be found behind the curtain. They were born to play their parts, and are bound to the Théâtre by The Book, an ancient and magical tome of scripts. Bertie is not one of them, but they are her family, and she is about to lose them all and the only home she has ever known. Lisa Mantchev has written a debut novel that is dramatic, romantic, and witty, with an irresistible and irreverent cast of characters who are sure to enchant the audience. Open Curtain

#polls #book club

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obligatoryjauneblog · 13 days

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You can't convince me male Pyrrha (I literally forgot how to spell his name as I'm writing this) wouldn't at least be more of a bottom or power bottom.

Yang: Man, Pyrrhus is hardcore, look at how he limps. You know he went all out on leg day.

Nora: Uhuh...

Yang: Like he's barely able to walk, legit he's holding himself up by the desks and having Jaune carry him. How many squats did he do?

Nora: Oh a lot... all over Jaune's face I'm sure...

Yang: What was that?

Nora: All over the gym floor I'm sure!

#rwby #jaune arc #pyrrhus nikos #arkos #pyrrha nikos #nora valkyrie

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darksaiyangoku · 5 months

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RWBY Christmas Tales

Baby, it's Cold Outside

[Arc Manor - Charlemagne]

It was late in the evening and Teams RWBY, JNPR, Oscar, Sun and Neptune were having a wonderful time. They all crowded around the table as Weiss and Blake were head to head in a chess match. Both of them glared at each other fiercely. It was sudden death. Weiss grabbed her piece and made her move. Blake's eyes shrank as she sat there helpless. It was all over.

Weiss: *smirks* Checkmate.

Blake: *sighs and smiles* You win again, Weiss. Good game.

Ruby, Pyrrha, Nora, Whitley and Neptune all cheered while Jaune, Ren, Sun, Yang and Oscar all groaned.

Yang: *looks at her watch* Aw man. Girls, we gotta get going. Ozpin has a new mission for us tomorrow.

Ruby: Oh right! I almost forgot about that. Let's get going.

Jaune: Huh? But it's a blizzars out there! You're not gonna make it all the way back to Vale.

Weiss: Psssh, I've been through worse. This is a mild inconvenience in Atlas.

Whitley: She's right, you know.

Sun: Come on, don't be reckless.

Blake: Sorry, Sun. But if we don't do this, the headmaster will give us one of his creative punishments again.

Yang tries to open the door, but Ren tugs on her jacket.

Yang: *chuckles* Jaune, stop it.

Jaune: Come on, sweetie. Stay. For me?

Yang: *shakes her head* 🎶I really can't stay🎶

Jaune: *points to the sofa* 🎶Baby, it's cold outside🎶

Blake: 🎶I've got to go away🎶

Ren: 🎶Baby, it's cold outside🎶 *takes her scarf*

Weiss: 🎶This evening has been-🎶

Neptune: 🎶Hoping that you'd drop in🎶

Ruby: 🎶So, very nice🎶

Oscar: ��I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice🎶

Blake: 🎶My mother will start to worry🎶

Ren: *holds her gently* 🎶Beautiful, what's your hurry?🎶

Yang: 🎶My father will be pacing the floor🎶

Jaune: 🎶Listen to that fireplace roar🎶

Ruby: 🎶So, really I'd better scurry🎶

Oscar: 🎶Beautiful, please don't hurry🎶

Weiss: 🎶But maybe just a hald a drink more?🎶 *takes coat off*

Neptune: 🎶I'll put some records on while I pour🎶 *grabs bottle*

Blake: 🎶The neighbors might think🎶 *holds Ren's hand*

Ren: *twirls Blake* 🎶Baby, it's bad out there🎶

Yang: *smiles and sips glass* 🎶Say, what's in this drink?🎶

Jaune: 🎶No cabs to be had out there🎶

Ruby: 🎶I wish I knew how-🎶

Oscar: 🎶Your eyes are like starlight now🎶

Ruby: 🎶To break this spell🎶

Oscar: *grabs beanie* 🎶I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell🎶 *ruffles Ruby's hair*

Weiss: 🎶I ought to say, "No, no, no sir"🎶

Neptune: 🎶Mind if I move in closer?🎶

Weiss: 🎶At least I'm gonna say that I tried🎶

Neptune: 🎶What's the sense in hurting my pride?🎶

Yang: 🎶I really can't stay🎶

Jaune: 🎶Baby, don't hold out🎶

Jaune/Yang: *lean on each other* 🎶Baby, it's cold outside🎶

Whitley: ...are they always like this?

Sun/Nora: *nods head* Yep.

Pyrrha: Last year, they sang Holly Jolly Christmas.

Blake: *stands up* 🎶I simply must go🎶

Ren: 🎶Baby, it's cold outside🎶

Blake: 🎶The answer is, "No"🎶 *chuckles*

Ren: 🎶But, baby, it's cold outside🎶

Weiss: 🎶The welcome has been-🎶

Neptune: 🎶How lucky that you dropped in🎶

Weiss: 🎶So nice and warm🎶

Neptune: *points outside* 🎶Look out the window at that storm🎶

Yang: *drapes arms over Jaune's shoulders* 🎶My uncle will be suspicious🎶

Jaune: *holds Yang's waist* 🎶Gosh, your lips look delicious🎶

Yang: 🎶My puppy will be there at the door🎶

Jaune: 🎶Waves upon a tropical shore🎶

Ruby: 🎶My Maiden aunt's mind is vicious🎶

Oscar: 🎶Gosh, your lips are delicious🎶

Ruby: 🎶But maybe just another dance more🎶

Oscar: 🎶Never such a blizzard before🎶

Blake/Weiss: 🎶I've got to get home🎶

Ren/Neptune: 🎶Baby, you'll freeze out there🎶

Blake/Weiss: 🎶Say, lend me your comb?🎶

Ren/Neptune: 🎶It's up to your knees out there🎶

Ruby/Yang: 🎶You've really been grand🎶

Oscar/Jaune: 🎶I thrill when I touch your hand🎶

Ruby/Yang: 🎶But don't you see?🎶

Oscar/Jaune: 🎶How can you do this thing to me?🎶

Ruby/Yang: 🎶There's bound to be talk tomorrow🎶

Oscar/Jaune: 🎶Think of my life-long sorrow🎶

Ruby/Yang: 🎶At least there will be plenty implied🎶

Oscar/Jaune: 🎶If you got pneumonia and died🎶

RWBY: 🎶I really can't stay🎶

ONRJ: 🎶Get over that hold out🎶

RWBY/ONRJ: 🎶Baby, it's cold Baby, it's cold outside!!!🎶

Yang: *chuckles and takes off her coat* Well I'm convinced. We're staying. Mr Arc, please join me on the sofa. *kisses his cheek*

Jaune: Certainly, Miss Xiao Long. *kisses her hand*

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notmaplemable · 1 year

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Ghosts Of Summer 28: Luigi Board

Jaune: What are we going to do today guys?

Yang: We could go down to Vale.

Ruby: I do need to pick up some parts and ammo.

Yang: I meant to a club or something.

ARL_: No.

Yang: Whatever.

Ren: We do need to complete that assignment for Prof. Port's class.

AR_Y: No.

Ren: I tried.

Jaune: Why don't we-

Nora: *Bursts through the door* What you doing?

Ren: Discussing what we're going to do today.

Nora: Let's talk to ghosts!

Summer: !!!

Jaune: *Nervous* T-talk to ghosts? Don't be ridiculous, you can't do that.

Nora: Yeah you can! With this luigi board!

Ren: You mean a ouija board?

Nora: Nah, I'm pretty sure it's name is Luigi and I ask you to respect his name prefrences.

Ren: ...

Ruby: What's a luigi board?

Yang: You remember that horror movie we watched together last year on your birthday?

Ruby: No.

Yang: Well you did run off five minutes in so that makes sense.

Ruby: I-I didn't run off. I just... had to... do some maintenance...

Yang: Right.

Ren: It's supposed to let you communicate with spirits, but it's really just a board and a shiny rock. In order to really communicate with the spirits you must-

Nora: Yeah yeah yeah, do you guys want to talk to ghosts or what?

Ruby: Sure.

Yang: It's not like we have anything better to do.

Ren: We do, but you aren't going to stop until we do, so alright.

Jaune: Okay, I guess.

Jaune: *Whispering* Do you think that will actually work?

Summer: I have no idea. Might as well try I guess.

***One Luigi setup later***

Nora: Now you just put your hands here and the ghost will use this stone to spell out a message.

Summer: Huh, I actually can move it a little.

Yang: I think it's doing something.

Ruby: It's moving!

Nora: What's it spelling out!?

Ruby: Y

Yang: O

Nora: U

Ruby: R

Yang: M

Nora: O

Ruby: M

Jaune: Your mom?

_RLY+N: MOM!!!???

_RLY: ...

Ruby: Wait, you mom's...

Ren: Deceased, yes.

Ruby: Ms. Ghost, could you be a bit more spe-

Nora: *Smashes the table and destroys the board* THAT'S FOR ABANDONING ME ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD DURING A GRIMM ATTACK YOU BITCH!!!

Jaune: *Sighs* So close.

#rwby #rwby au #summer is a ghost au #jaune arc #ruby rose #yang xiao long #lie ren #nora valkyrie #summer rose

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andreal831 · 4 months

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Didn’t know you liked bonenzo too! Bonnie fans are intimidating so I don’t want to ask them but I don’t get why Bonnie fans ignore Enzo

Bonenzo is one of my top favorite ships. It helps that Bonnie is my favorite character in TVD and I just love Michael Malarkey.

I really can't speak for anyone other than myself, but I can say that I do think Bonenzo is often overlooked in the fandom, by both Bonnie stans and everyone else.

A big part of this is likely because we don't actually get to see a lot of their development. It all happens in a time jump and then we just get random flashbacks. I always viewed this as another slight from the writers. We get more scenes from side relationships like Mary Louise and Nora than we did from Bonnie and Enzo. I'm not saying we should have less, and I even liked Bonnie and Nora. But Bonnie deserved a more fleshed out relationship. I still love them, just wish it was more.

I also think people get upset that Bonnie wasn't paired with a "main" cast member. But I actually prefer it that way. Bonnie was far too good for any of the men in TVDU. They needed to bring in an outside person for her because she truly needs to leave Mystic Falls behind and create her own life for herself.

Essentially, people just prefer other ships over Bonenzo. I think the most common ships for Bonnie are pairing her with Klaus, Damon, or Kai. And, don't come at me, but I hate all of these ships. Each one of these men have hurt her and used her. They are also all incredibly toxic. Sure, Enzo was at a point, but he changed before they began dating. Bonnie deserves a person who fixed themselves first, not someone who requires her to hold them together. I've also said it before but I don't like any cross-over ships between New Orleans and Mystic Falls. There is too much bad blood and it just always feels unnecessary to me. The Mikaelsons served their purpose in MF and left. Bonnie going to New Orleans would just get her pulled into more drama where people would be relying on her to clean up their mess. Although, I would love to see Bonnie meet the NOLA witches. They could all learn so much from each other and it would just be incredibly powerful. I would just love a scene of Freya, Vincent, Davina, and Bonnie casting some epic spell.

All of that to say, Bonnie stans view Bonnie as a main character (as they should) and want her to have as powerful of a ship as like Delena or Steroline. I personally think Bonenzo is, but because he is more of a side character, some people disagree and want more for her.

I also think people in this fandom just really love the toxic ships so when there is a ship that is just happy and healthy, they think it's boring. But again, I can't speak for everyone. These are just some observations I've had.

Let me know what you think. Also, feel free to correct me if I'm wrong!

Thanks for the ask!

#bonnie bennett #enzo st. john #bonenzo #bonnie is the best #and Michael Malarkey is the best #so it just makes sense #tvdu #tvd #the vampire diaries #klaus mikaelson #damon salvatore #kai parker #anon ask #fandom asks #tvd anon ask #the originals #tvd ask #fandom answers

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priincebutt · 2 months

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Hey ho, let's go! Happy Wednesday, chickadees!! Can't believe we've made it to the end of February, if I'm being perfectly honest. Thank you as always to the lovelies @itsmaybitheway , @piratefalls , @wordsofhoneydew , @firenati0n , @getmehighonmagic , @onthewaytosomewhere and @magicandarchery for the tags!! This week, I'm bringing you the beginning of my next chapter of The Story of Us, because I finally feel like writing for it again!! I was in a lil slump, tbh, but I'm bound and determined to finish this piece and I'm very excited for the next few chapters!!

Despite their time spent apart weighing more than their time spent together, being with Henry is like a dream. It’s like Alex has just floated along, directionless despite thinking he’d had it all figured out, until he’d met Henry. He’d always sworn he wouldn’t be one of the ones who allowed his whole personality to be overcome by a relationship, but he gets it now – when someone has the other half of your heart, and that empty space in your chest has been filled with them, it’s impossible not to spend a multitude of moments thinking about Henry. Thinking, dreaming, ruminating on when they can be together again.

London had been unparalleled, and despite the tears they’d shed when he’d had to leave, Alex is glad to have those memories to get him through his ‘Henry dry spell’ as he’s taken to calling it. (Henry doesn’t find it very funny. Nora and June just roll their eyes at him.) And as much as he wants to fly across oceans to stand next to Henry and hold his hand, to catch him when he leaps off the stage every night in a new city, Alex has to focus on the play-offs that are fast approaching.

It just so happens that Henry is in New York for a few days one week for a photoshoot. He’s just been named Spotify’s Global Top Artist of 2023, and Alex, high on the successes of someone who is so important to him, decides to use his day off to drive up to the city to celebrate with Henry.

It’s an easy, quiet kind of rhythm between them now – commenting on each other’s posts, texting back and forth and keeping up a constant stream of communication. When Henry drops ‘You’re Losing Me’ to thank his fans, Alex listens to it on a non-stop loop in the weight room, as he’s driving to meetings, and while he cooks himself dinner that night. When Percy drops an insta story, Henry posing with a handful of raisins and a bottle of wine, a telltale snapshot from the past that claims this secret track was recorded months before Henry’s relationship with James ended, Alex’s heart breaks for him, and he immediately calls Henry, comforts him through the fresh wave of pain the release of this very personal track brings him. They talk on the phone well past midnight that night, and on his drive up the east coast the next morning, Alex is so thankful he’ll be able to wrap his arms around Henry in just a few short hours.

They meet at Henry’s hotel, and paparazzi are already waiting as Alex pulls up to the valet and hands over his car keys, then slings an overnight bag over his shoulder and tugs down his sunglasses, pointedly ignoring the hoard of camera-happy paps who call out to him, asking invasive questions and trying to capture his attention through shocking details they’ve been fed from a friend of a friend who knows Henry Fox personally.

It’s all bullshit, so he ignores it. It’s not their fucking business, and he refuses to give them even an inch, because he knows they’ll trample all over that and steal a mile.

Tags beneath the cut and thanks for reading friends!!

@forever-fixating , @sparklepocalypse , @firstsprinces , @sunnysideprince , @hgejfmw-hgejhsf , @anincompletelist , @zwiazdziarka

#rwrb fanfic #my writing #wip #the story of us au

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ol-files · 3 months

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Nora Chekhov's gun

First what it's Chekhov's gun : or the law of detail preservation is a dramaturgical principle. But it can also be used outside the theatre.

“Delete anything that is not relevant in the story. If in the first act you say there is a gun hanging on the wall, then it is absolutely necessary that a shot be fired with it in the second or third act. If it’s not for use, it doesn’t belong there.” — Anton Tchekhov

But it's not a plot/subplot it's a tool

Let me tell you an example of one of the "subplot" in this season to show you the difference.

It's not at all hidden. Character interacte with it.

When Chekhov's gun only be said once or show in the background. And this "gun", here, is actually a book.

Let developed at this point of the story we only barely see the library. It's important to mention I have been looking around for easter eggs, but in the shortness of this season you have to cut bit into tiny scene.

Check out as explemple with Qilby .

The library :

We see only two or three times the library before Nora appears.

Its after that Yugo meet Nora that we have the explication of what their are.

Everyone got a book and the detail of the cover corresponds to the person.

Ruel his shovel. Arpagon her glass. Tristepin it's rubilax eye. Ush it's the spell mark during the oav. Flopin I can't see clearly, kind like a butterfly?

Amalia her doll from season 1 and 2. Evangelyn the arc created by the Sadida king. Coquellin her mask. Kali her heart tattoo.

And there Black Bump

So the book Nora take it's here.

First, it's explained why she was near the tower. She goes there to retrieve here book. The supposition is since her brother Qilby his here too, he may know or would know at some point of the place. And what not a great plan to take away the book of your life if your brother that knows everything is around.

And second, their something in it that here brothers should not see. It can be linked to the constente dismission they do of what happened. Or else…

IOW parenteses

If she still linked to Efrim they can share life force/thought/memories and psyche. And their the possibility that she can get possessed via their link and punch everyone by becoming an enemy.

But that just a theory.

#wakfu possible spoiler #wakfu spoiler #theory #thoughts #actually had fun to do this

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sombersynth · 1 year

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STEDDIE FANFICTION REC MASTERPOST PT. 6

Red Eye by Alinafewwords, 65 k, teen “Can I get a hot, medium dirty chai?” “How dirty do you want it?” “Excuse me?” Steve Harrington is a struggling college student. Eddie Munson is a hot barista. Somehow things will work out.

Black Out Days (Fairground Nights) by OonionChiver, 139.1 k, explicit ‘I think,’ Steve says slowly, reaches for Eddie’s abandoned, untouched beers. ‘You don’t know me very well.’ ‘I don’t know you at all, man. I don’t really want to.’ Steve’s throat works. It’s subtle, but Eddie sees it. He hides it with a swig of beer, but when he sets it down, his smile isn’t quite so bright. Twice as sharp, though. ‘The self-centred asshole who can only be decent to a single human being, I get it. It works for you.’ Then he takes a thick, heavy breath. The alcohol is hitting him, Eddie can tell. ‘And I am being civil. I’m here, aren’t I? You have any idea how hard it is for me to be here?’ ‘In a bar?’ Steve doesn’t answer.

It’ll be Fine by Dusk Light (I’m Telling You, Baby) by Anonymous, 14k, teen The van is running, Steve realizes, and Eddie wouldn’t start it if he was just coming out to smoke. It sobers him up almost immediately. “You leaving?” Eddie gives him a smile, sad around the edges where it reaches his eyes, says, “Yeah,” and Steve knows he doesn’t just mean for tonight.

This is Your Home. These Are Your People. by Oaeas, 21.4 k, teen “Your heart’s racing,” Steve noted, quietly. Eddie laughed. It was more of a shaky exhale, lashes fluttering as he struggled to keep his composure. “Stevie,” he whispered, fingers cradling Steve’s side like he was precious. “Yeah, no fucking shit.”

Too Good to be True by Ayes, 45.3 k, explicit When Eddie sees Steve in a gay bar, he decides to seduce him and break his heart as revenge for what an asshole Steve was in high school. Steve, who was only at the bar to support Robin, is taken aback by the attention but finds himself under Eddie’s spell. And Eddie, to his growing unease, discovers that Steve Harrington is actually everything he’s ever wanted.

Sanctuary by SpicedSage, 47.5 k, explicit After Steve Harrington goes missing, Eddie Munson gets exposed to the secret dangers of Hawkins, Indiana in 1985 instead of 1986. Will a different first meeting lead to a change in his fate?

Dirtybadwronggood by 3MinsOver, 8.3k explicit Steve doesn't like Eddie Munson. He's a loud, obnoxious freak. But there's something about him he just can't shake. Maybe Eddie can fuck it out of him.

Everything is Doomed; Nothing Will be Spared by 4MinsOver, 10.3 k, explicit Post vecna-battle, eddie is surprised by a late-night visitor who's looking for comfort in all the wrong places.

Throw Me One by Adure, 41.9 k, explicit Steve and Eddie are friends with benefits with the important caveat - no kissing, ever, under any circumstances; modern AU

Every Ribbon That You Used to Tie Yourself to Me by Judasofsuburbia, 63.7 k, mature “You keep telling yourself that, Eds." “Eds?” “Cute, isn’t it?” Eddie’s breath stops and his chest tightens. He’s never had a friend give him a nickname before. It is cute, which is not cool to say, so of course, Eddie spits out, “No.” Steve smiles and leans forward right into Eddie’s ear. He whispers, “You’ll get used to it.” or: it's summer 1981 and wayne munson has sent a fourteen-year-old eddie to camp in hopes that he can exist like a regular kid for once. eddie meets steve harrington on the bus and the two start an unlikely friendship. hawkins high doesn't know how to deal with that. a supercut into eddie's high school years and how steve continues to orbit him whether he wants him to or not.

Lovesick in Loch Nora by Redoaktree, 62.6 k, mature Even though Eddie's name has been cleared legally, he's still very much on trial in the court of public opinion. Dealing drugs isn't a lucrative occupation anymore, and getting a legitimate job in a town who still considers him a killer isn't much of an option, either. Eddie is beginning to think skipping town and starting over somewhere no one knows his name is the only chance he has left. Steve has another idea. AKA: Steve gets Eddie a job as an anonymous columnist at a local newspaper.

STEVE'S FIRST BRUISE by Cairparavels, 47.2 k, not rated eddie’s new roommate sure does get into a lot of fights. a spider-man!steve story. or 6 bruises of steve’s + 1 of eddie’s.

#steddie #steddie fanfic #steddie fic #steddie fanfiction #steddie fic rec #steddie fanfic recs #steddie fanfiction recs #steddie angst #steve x eddie #steve x eddie fic #my fic recs

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gainesha · 4 months

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still at Season 1 with my current BSG rewatch, going slower than I wanted, but

stray thoughts:

I have seen a lot of the episodes many many times, and I had one complete rewatch years ago with my family, but it is very exciting that I committed myself to do a full rewatch again. enough time has passed so that I can kinda see it with a new eye, even though most of the show etched myself into my mind and soul forever.

she is a big deal, but i still feel like we underappreciate Katee Sackhoff as an actor and Kara Thrace as a character in the show. she is just ELECTRIC. possibly my favorite fictional TV character, give or take a Nora Durst.

the David Weddle & Bradley Thomspon scripts sing like no others. Michael Taylor is going to be my go-to writer on the show later on, but they are indelible throughout, and the first ones to truly get the wavelength of RDM

i know many purists would rank the first season as the best, and i enjoy the very classical standalone structure and small-scale feel of it, but for me it's still probably at last place, even considering some rock bottoms of later seasons. also, I love the spiritual and theological rabbit holes the writers will write themselves into, and the show gets better for all the weird detours and strange turns of the worldbuilding and the narrative. I am very curious how the dead-ends and messiness of the overall arc will feel this time through, though.

Tigh Me Up, Tigh Me Down is by far the worst episode of the show thus far. I don't think EJO handles the screwball rhythms well as a director, and the characterization of Ellen this early in the run does not sit quite well with me, considering how they deepen her story later, especially in the New Caprica run. here it's just a crazy scheming bitch and a bros before hos posturing - her dynamic with Saul could (and will) be great and complicated, two people who get the very worst out of each other, which is spelled out in the episode, but isn't really depicted in an interesting way just yet.

also, can't wait for Tricia Helfer to really shine in later seasons. she is already amazing in her limited role of HeadSix temptress, and you can already sense the complexities behind her purr and anger and frustration.

Tahmoh Pennikett is not the greatest actor on the show, but he is amazing at giving a protector / big brother energy for Helo. he is just so rock solid. makes Helo a much better character than on paper, I think.

Flesh and Bone doesn't hit as hard any more (it was the episode that truly hooked me the first time, and one of my faves to revisit at earlier rewatches), but it is still the episode that has the first true glimpse of the thornier political and theological stuff that make the show reach next levels of greatness in terms of the cylon-human relations. Callum Keith Rennie is alluring and next to Tricia Helfer, the most un-human of the cylons.

the costumes in BSG are PERFECT. from the shiny chrome-silver flightsuits in the Caprica arc (both Helo and Sharon have such cute asses in those pants) to the standard blue uniform and the dogtag-sleeveless-tanktop combo of the pilots... so so so cool

the handheld camera shots really pay out whenever they zoom in a close-up of adama's pockmarked face or starbuck's trembling mouth. a huge reason of why Galactica (the ship, the crew) feels so lived in.

quiet moments like this one always make me cry:

#bsg #bsg 2003 #battlestar galactica #rewatch

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