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xpao-bearx · 1 year

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"Like A Virgin"

Steven Grant x Fem!Reader/Jake Lockley x Fem!Reader/Marc Spector x Fem!Reader

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SUMMARY: Steven Grant has come to the devastating conclusion that he was fated to be single forever. Marc didn't care for romance, Jake was only interested in one-night stands, and Steven was--well...Steven.

But when you started working alongside him at the museum's gift shop--a pretty girl younger than him with a bright smile and a cloying kindness he hasn't been the recipient of in a long time--he begins to think that maybe romance is in the cards for him.

Especially when you are just as awkward as him and sinfully lovely.

AKA "the man without love" falls for "the virgin".

RATING: 18+ minors please do NOT interact!!! This fic will contain romance, smut, and generally mature content (though not ALL parts will have explicit smut).

NOTES: I recently rewatched Moon Knight and have been in the mood to write my own fic after reading countless of amazing ones on here, then outta the blue Madonna's song Like A Virgin got stuck in my head and it got me thinking "Huh... This song is cute for Steven if he gets a girlfriend. ACTUALLY WAIT A DAMN MINUTE IT COULD FIT ALL THE MOON KNIGHT BOYS"

And so... Tada! Here's le result~ Although I'm still working out the details, this fic will have ✨️6 PARTS✨️ This fic will PROBABLY be quite self-indulgent, and at times the way the reader is written could be a bit similar to an OC. I'm so sorry if that is the case, but please understand that I'm writing this for fun and I'm just going with the flow!

Some things will also be different from the show. For example, all the boys are actually aware of each other in this fic. I try to stick as close as possible to the source material, but hey this is my fic and like I said I just wanna have fun 😂

Thank you sooo much and I sincerely hope you enjoy!! Likes, comments, and reblogs are STRONGLY encouraged and appreciated so please don't be a silent reader!

Now... Join me as I hopelessly thirst over this RIDICULOUSLY gorgeous man both in fiction AND reality \(^o^)/

Part 1: Didn't know how lost I was until I found you

Steven willed his legs to go faster, pushing through London's usual busy morning crowd and into the museum he was cursed to work at. Clutching his bag in one hand, and the other holding his small thermos of coffee as he prayed to any Egyptian god listening that Donna wouldn't catch him this time.

But, of course, the only Egyptian god within Steven's vicinity was Khonshu. And the old bird only cared about how his Moon Knight was upholding his duties as his "Fist of Vengeance", not of his Avatar's petty human responsibilities such as "keeping a job".

"Late again, eh, Stevie?" Donna's annoying voice mocked Steven, pausing in his tracks as he sighed deeply and begrudgingly turned towards his boss.

"Sorry, Donna." He shot the blonde a forced smile, his grip on his thermos tightening. "Got stuck in traffic. You know how it is, yeah?"

"I wouldn't because unlike you, Stevie, I'm never late." Donna returned his fake smile along with a roll of her eyes. "Anyway, enough chatter. You've got someone working with you at the gift shop from now on. Maybe this way you won't be late, yeah? Teach her how to actually sell some bloody candy."

Steven opened his mouth to retort, but was quickly cut off when his new co-worker--you--stepped out from behind Donna. You were younger than him, around your twenties, and you were such a shy little thing with your head slightly ducked down. Your E/C eyes peeked out from behind the glasses framing your delicate features, long lashes fluttering as you flashed him a sweet smile. Your fingers fiddled nervously with the pink midi skirt you wore, matching the dainty pink ribbons that tied your H/C hair in two low pigtails.

Your smile faltered as your gaze met Steven's dark brown ones. He remained silent, mouth hanging agape as he stared at you as if you grew two heads. Your eyes lowered, heart threatening to burst right out of your poor chest.

Did you do something wrong? Maybe you should've ditched the ribbons, you looked ridiculous, right? Why was he staring at you? Oh, god, why was such a HOT guy staring at you?!

"Hello, uh, I'm Steven Grant." Your head snapped up, witnessing the twist of Steven's lips into a kind albeit awkward smile that accompanied a friendly little wave. "Steven..." He seemed to be rethinking his words before, ultimately, the dorky side of him won. "...with a V."

A smile once again bloomed across your face, feeling more at ease this time. "Hi, I'm Y/N L/N. With anxiety!" You chirped the latter a little too cheerfully, a light blush dusting your cheeks as you inwardly slapped yourself. No, punched yourself. "O-Oh, uh, I-I didn't mean that! I-I mean, no, it was just a joke--but a really BAD one, oh god--"

As you rambled nonsensically, Donna arched a judgmental brow at you before noticing the utterly smitten expression on Steven's face as he watched you with a huge goofy grin. Now both of Donna's eyebrows were raised to her hairline before she slowly backed away, leaving you two to fend for yourselves.

At least this time, though, Steven wouldn't be late anymore.

'She's so...'

'Weird.' Marc piped up in Steven's head.

'Amusing.' Jake snickered.

'...lovely.' Steven finished, eyes gleaming the same way it does for Egyptology as he continued to look at you as if you hung the moon in the sky.

He adored you instantly.

♡•••🌙•••♡

It's been two months since you started working at the museum's gift shop. During that time, you and Steven got closer. He discovered that you were a college dropout, reaching a stressful breaking point one day and deciding to just work for the meantime before figuring the rest of your life out. And as it turns out, you weren't so shy after all; once you were out your shell, you were just as big of a dork as Steven was and whenever you two were together, your shift passed by quickly--too quickly.

From the very first moment, you and Steven got along splendidly. He was a complete sweetheart and it always shattered your heart whenever Donna harassed him with any snarky and insensitive remarks.

Steven was used to it so he didn't mind it too much. What he wasn't used to, though, was you. You who was always so kind, lending a listening ear whenever he went on a passionate tangent regarding Egypt and even encouraging him on his dream of becoming the museum's tour guide. You who always graced him with a genuine smile that reached your ears, eyes sparkling whenever you see him as if he was your favourite art piece in the entire museum.

You who always made his heart race, palms sweaty, mind swirling without fail.

You had an intense crush on Steven--a longing, really--but what you didn't know was that he felt the same about you. But perhaps it was more than that. He practically worshipped the ground you walked on, and it certainly didn't miss Donna's unexpectedly sharp eyes. She'd tease him whenever you left earlier than him, looking like a kicked little puppy as his gaze trailed after you.

Today was no different as he stared helplessly at you, and it was a wonder you didn't feel the invisible daggers boring into you. There were only ten minutes left before you were done for the day and you both were stuck in inventory, but for once in his life he loved doing inventory and he desperately wished that this incredible moment with you, alone, would last forever.

'You're so fucking pathetic, ese.' Jake echoed in Steven's mind.

Nowadays Jake was becoming more vocal, at least when you're around. Marc, on the other hand, remained tight-lipped. The mercenary would much rather have absolutely nothing to do with you at all costs.

'Shut up, mate.' Steven silently argued, brows furrowing as his eyes finally broke away from you and focused on organizing some Taweret plushies.

'Only saying the truth, ese. You've got her all to yourself and the only thing you can think of is that you wish this time would last forever?' Jake scoffed. 'Be a man and step the fuck up. You know you want to, especially with the way she looks today.'

Steven's burning gaze was right back on you, eyes darkening slightly. He hated to admit it, but Jake was right. You were always so pretty, but something about today made you look that much more.

You always dressed modestly, but with the weather warming up lately you opted for a black pleated skirt that fell just above your knees and a tucked in short sleeved yellow blouse with the top few buttons undone exposing the tiniest bit of your cleavage. You also wore matching yellow heels that perfectly accentuated your legs and it made him feral.

"Steven? Are you okay?"

His eyes met yours and a smile instantly curled up his lips, nodding his head as if he wasn't just ogling you like a total perv. "Yes, I just zoned out. Sorry, love." Ugh, the way he called you 'love' so casually had you swooning.

If only he actually meant it.

You nodded back, shoving your thoughts away and returning his smile before glancing towards a portrait. "A shame what they did to this, huh?"

Steven curiously followed your line of sight, seeing a portrait of the Ennead.

"Whoever did this made a major blunder. Isn't the Ennead supposed to have nine gods, not seven?"

"YES!" You flinched slightly at Steven's exclamation, whipping your head towards him only to see him with the cutest blush ever.

"Erm, s-sorry, uh..." Steven cleared his throat, sheepishly running a hand through his unruly locks. "I just got excited. I'm surprised you knew that. Not a lot of people do--or care."

"Well, I happen to know a fantastic teacher always talking about Egyptology." You giggled, grinning at him. "And thanks to him, he's caused me to become interested in it myself and do my own research."

"Really?!" The way his eyes lit up felt as if an arrow was shot straight to your heart, and if you didn't have any self-control you would've dropped to your knees and asked--begged--this gorgeous man to marry you right then and there. "Any particular god or goddess that you're most interested in?"

"Hmm..." You pursed your lips thoughtfully, and Steven had half a mind to kiss them senseless. "I'd have to say Khonshu."

'GOOD ANSWER. KEEP HER, WORM.' Khonshu's thundering voice suddenly boomed in Steven's head.

"She's not a dog, you stupid pigeon." Steven grumbled, rubbing his temples exasperatedly.

"Hm? Did you say something?"

"Nothing!" Steven answered quickly, forcing out a laugh. "Err, why Khonshu?"

"Well, I really like Astronomy!" You beamed. "And I find the moon to be one of the most beautiful things in our universe, so it feels fitting for my favourite Egyptian god to be Khonshu."

Despite Steven's distaste (to put it nicely) for the old bird, he could never find your response as such. Not when you looked so happy and comfortable sharing your interests with him, even though he did disagree with just one thing you said.

The moon doesn't even come close to being one of the most beautiful things this universe boasts. No, not when you existed.

BEEP, BEEP, BEEP!

The alarm on your wristwatch cruelly popped the blissful little bubble you both were in, you turning it off as you saw that it was the end of your shift.

A regular person would be over the moon that they were finally free from their corporate prison, but not you. Not when you wished you could spend more time with Steven.

"Well..." Your voice was nothing more than a whisper, a pout forming on your lips. "Guess it's time for me to go home."

"It appears so..." Steven mumbled, his heart sinking to his stomach as he watched you put away the remaining items you were in charge of.

'It's now or never, Steven. Do something.' Jake urged.

'Do WHAT?'

'Fucking Christ, you're hopeless.' Jake sighed frustratedly, Steven's eyes rolling to the back of his head and his shoulders slumping. After a few seconds, he straightened up once more and approached you.

You were faced away from Steven, and you were having difficulty setting the final box of souvenirs you had on a shelf when Steven's hands reached from behind you and easily lifted them.

Your breath hitched, feeling his broad chest pressed against your back. He was so close you could feel his warm breath tickling the nape of your neck, making you gulp.

"T-Thank you, Steven..." You murmured meekly, feeling so small as he had you completely caged. You tried to turn, but his hands suddenly dropped to your hips; keeping you in place with a gentle but firm grip.

"You look so pretty today, Y/N." He leaned down, voice deliciously low as his lips ghosted just beneath your ear and a shiver ran down your spine. "But I think you can look even prettier. How 'bout tomorrow you dress all nice, and we can meet up around seven p.m. and have the best steak in town?"

Your thoughts were all jumbled up. Was this really happening or just another one of your silly fantasies? Where the hell did Steven get this sudden confidence from?

And, perhaps you were just imagining it, but he sounded...different. Not quite like the Steven you knew. He had an accent, but not the one you've gotten so familiar with and loved.

But the ache in your heart--and another part of you--was much too strong to bear. You've waited so long for this, dreamt of this, and it was finally coming true.

You definitely made the right decision to dress the way you did today and you sure as hell weren't going to let go of such a grand opportunity.

"I-I'd love to, but..." You placed your hands on top of his own still on your hips, and you wondered if he can tell just how embarrassingly sweaty your palms have gotten. "I...I know you're a vegan, Steven, so let's go somewhere else. There's a new restaurant that just opened and they've got vegan options. Um, y'know, if it's okay with you..."

The corners of his mouth tugged up into a smile and he couldn't stop himself as he nuzzled his face against the crook of your neck, inhaling deeply and revelling in your addicting scent.

"Perfect." He then spun you both around so that his back was against the shelf, but you still couldn't see him. His fingers slowly, teasingly trailed upwards along your stomach before reaching your blouse's breast pocket, slipping off your name tag and putting it in one of your hands. "I'll see you tomorrow, hermosa." He chuckled huskily, giving you a light push.

You were utterly dazed, cheeks flushed and stumbling in your steps slightly as you exited the room.

'What the bloody hell was THAT?!' Steven panicked.

"What do you think, ese?" Jake scoffed, rolling his eyes. "I just scored you a date."

'Well, I hope you're happy! Y/N looked so shocked!'

"I feel like a million dollars and Y/N looked like she liked it." Jake snickered. "Quit whining like a bitch and just be grateful, Steven. And hey, she even chose some hippie vegan place for you. Doesn't that prove she's into you?"

That immediately shushed Steven, and Jake can feel that despite Steven's complaining Steven was very much overjoyed and was already overthinking the date for tomorrow.

Jake looked down his hands, still remembering the soft curve of your hips even through your clothes and smirked.

You won't be wearing any for long now.

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masterbaiting · 1 year

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rewatching les mis 2012 for the first time in a while the 2 second shot where grantaire notices enjolras sitting down next to him as he’s taking a swig and he forgets about the bottle as he finishes his sip and just stares at enj with so much love and wonder, so caught off guard, so entranced. the shot of grantaire after that where he does that little sigh and in that expression you can see all of his thoughts and all of his doubts and all his hopeless certainty about the revolution. george blagden you are everything.

#i will wax poetic about george blagden's portrayal of grantaire in les miserables (2012)#oh GOD. he really did that.#les mis #enjoltaire #grantaire #enjolras #george blagden #les miserables 2012 #shut up ulrike #popular #greatest hits

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buckyslittlegirl · 2 years

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Ticking time bomb

Soft!dark!Bucky Barnes x fem!Innocent! reader

Summary: bucky joins you for a Disney movie marathon! But what happens when the most comfortable seat in the room happens to be his lap

Warnings: naive reader, age gap (legal), being taken advantage of, grooming?, dark Bucky, groping, noncon? , isn’t straight up smut

Disclaimer !!

I don’t proof read and have dyslexia! (Although undiagnosed we are sure I have it) so I apologise for any errors also this is the first thing I’ve written in like a year lmao

Sighing, Bucky dried himself off cursing when drops of water ran from his abs onto the floor. It had been a long and stressful mission and Bucky couldn’t wait to return to the tower so naturally once he did he had a long warm shower and put on a sweater and grey sweatpants. His plans for the rest of the day consisted of laying around and sleeping.

Heading to the “chilling room” as tony called it , he was surprised to see another person already there. You sat on the couch cocooned amongst your pink fluffy blankets with the television remote in your hand fumbling with the buttons. The cutest look on your face, eyebrows furrowed and the tip of your tounge poking out as you concentrated.

Snapping out of his thoughts he decided to make his presence known

“Everything okay doll?” He asked causing you to jump

“Buck!” You said rushing over to him and wrapping your arms around his neck you head buried in the crook.

Bucky smiled softly at the nickname before picking you up and spinning you around causing you to let out the cutest giggles. It was once he placed you back on your feet he took you in. You wore a little white nightgown and thigh high stocking with little pink bows on the top of them . Your hair was slightly messy from being so cozy and you had you favourite little brown stuffed bear clutched tightly to you chest. You as always looked perfect.

Ever since he first met you he admired everything about you. So pure and kind,never assuming the worst and always assuming the best. He wanted you but he knew he couldn’t have you. He often found himself having sinful thoughts while talking to you but he never acted on them or showed interest always pushing them back into that dark part of his brain. Being alone with you made him a ticking time bomb, there was only a matter of time before he wouldn’t be able to resist his urges. You would be so easy to corrupt, not knowing his intentions or what they meant.

And yet here he was. Alone with you whilst the other members slept. Time was ticking.

“I was trying to open Disney plus but I couldn’t remember the password” you mumbled shyly looking at your feet

“Ahh don’t worry doll I have it memerised” he said with a wink. The truth was he couldn’t care less about Disney plus but he had the password to keep track of what you watched knowing what you liked.

He put in the password before sitting on the couch beside the blanket cocoon.

“Hmmm what are we watching? I’m thinking the little mermaid”

You squealed and jumped back onto the couch next to him

“That’s my favourite movie how’d you know.” You asked with a huge smile

“Between you and me it’s mine as well” he winked. Of course he’d never tell you he knew that because that was the one movie he noticed you constantly rewatched.

10 minutes into the film you and curled up right next to him like a little kitten.

Ticking time bomb

He reached down and stroked your head playing with your hair making a mental recording of the way you moved into his touch and let out the sweetest purrs.

Unknowingly moving closer and closer to him every minute until eventually your head rest in his lap.

Ticking time bomb

His attention diverted from the film now focusing on pushing the returning thoughts back into their box. Snapping out of his daze when he realised you had been whispering his name. You were no longer laying on him but rather In front of hugging your bear tightly.

“Sorry doll I was distracted. Is everything okay?”

He was expecting anything but the next words that left your pretty little lips

“Can I sit on your lap” you said quietly, almost a whisper.

Bucky heard you loud and clear but was shocked

“Wha- what was that doll”

“Canipleasesitonyourlap” you repeated this time loud and quick

“It’s just… sometimes when I’m watching a movie with Loki or tony they let me sit on their laps… it’s.. comforting” you confessed, cheeks glowing pink.

Bucky had to hold back a growl knowing that Loki and Tony’s intentions were anything but comforting. Regaining his composure he told himself he could do it. He could hold back. Looking at you with his signature heart throbbing smile he agreed

“Of course doll “ that was all you needed to hear before climbing up onto his lap focusing back to the movie.

He tried. Really really tried to focus on anything but the weight on his lap. He was doing so well, who knew the slightest slip up would ruin him.

Feeling you slightly shift he made the mistake of glancing at you. It had been a second but that was enough.

You. On his lap.

His heart raced at the sight. You looked so small and delicate compared to his big build. And then your scent. The smell of strawberry scented shampoo filled his nostrils crushing him to hold back a groan.

Fuck it

He subtly put his large hands on your hips shifting you so his thigh was between your legs. His chin fell to your shoulder which your reacted to by leaning back into his warm chest

“Just gettin you comfy little one”

Ticking time bomb

Overtime his hands gradually moved from your hips to your thighs. Brushing his fingers from your stockings to your inner thigh in a soothing way.

The way you hid behind your bear and softly squeezed your legs onto his huge thigh didn’t go unnoticed by him.

Hands still on your thighs he gave them a soft grab before casually running his hands towards your stomach crushing your gown to come up with them revealing with little white panties. He smirked as you squirmed and let out little squeaks at his touches knowing how you were feeling an how confused you probably were at these knew feelings.

He placed his hand around your body just below your breasts, slowly moving them down to your pretty covered pussy. His suspensions were confirmed once he reached a single figure to your special spot feeling a wet patch forming.

Before he went any further he wrapped you into a big bear hug and tickled your stomach chuckling at your giggles

“I think it’s past your bed time sweetheart, let’s get you to bed”

What he swore would never happened had happened. You were his little precious girl he was going to protect and corrupt. He would make you rely on him. He would make you NEED him. But not tonight. You are his pretty little project to break over time.

He was a ticking time bomb and he had finally gone off

#bucky barns x reader #bucky barns fanfiction #bucky barnes x little!reader #dark!bucky barnes x innocent reader #dark bucky x reader #dark fanfiction #dark bucky barnes

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liyazaki · 2 years

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reveal your watch & rewatch drama list thanks to @liankuea @dribs-and-drabbles @aheartandashirt for the tag!

CURRENTLY WATCHING:

KinnPorsche

Oh! My Sunshine Night

My Secret Love

Unforgotten Night

Plus & Minus (I keep forgetting to finish the finale- enough said)

STARTING SOON (adding my own category):

Minato's Laundromat

Senpai This Can't Be Love!

What Did You Eat Yesterday (is my J-BL bias showing? get ready for yelling/remember you asked for it @bengiyo)

Triage

Gameboys S2 (once it hits Gaga & if region lock works w/ my VPN)

REWATCHING (my go-to's or recents):

Love By Chance: it's actually pathetic how often my brain goes "oh- so we rewatch now? how about- now? ....and now?" when will enough be enough? it's the question for the ages (just AePete parts; sometimes I watch TinCan when the mood strikes).

UWMA: still doing a weekly(ish) rewatch with @flukenatouch, but I've watched random eps innumerable times & the whole shebang 2-3 times. like LBC, it's a sickness & I'm not seeking treatment.

Light On Me: thanks to a bunch of y'all running through the blog & rbing my old LOM posts (you know who you are), I've got LOM on the brain & I'm craving a rewatch- as if I don't have enough on the entertainment plate already, you menaces.

Love By Chance 2: I just finished a second rewatch because the first time around wasn't stellar, but I wanted to give it a second chance (heh)- aaaand no dice. I love Tin and Can's dynamic and there was so much potential there, but Plan's stiff acting (maybe even outright discomfort) anytime physical affection was required kept breaking my immersion. le sigh.

Absolute BL: anytime I want to scream laugh 'till I'm gasping, this is where I go.

LOOKING FORWARD TO:

Between Us

GAP

Eclipse

Coffee Melody (my bias Perth is finally making his return!!)

Vice Versa (this was barely on my radar but @talays-portkey's gorgeous edits are changing that- consider yourself tagged, Vish!)

zero pressure tagging a bunch of peeps- I'm genuinely curious: @elnotwoods @gilly-bean @flukenatouch @callipigio @rainbowcolored7 @mork-tee @ellaspore @fleet-off @moerusai @i-got-the-feels @snake-and-mouse @scarefox @rythyme @nellsdani @rashfcrd @icouldhyperfixatehim @jemmo @nattawins @fuligong @plaidcladjuno @talistheintrovert @omarandjohnny @ommited-miscellaneously @glassesandkim @smittenskitten @rachanun

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aragarna · 1 year

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For the movie ask :3:

2.Your most rewatched movie

10.Favorite movies from your childhood

50. A book you really, really, really don’t want to see made into a film.

2. Ocean's Eleven (2001). I've stopped counting after the 11th watch, but I didn't stop rewatching it LOL (and before you judge me, the movie is over 20 years old, so like, 14 or 15 watches, that's not even once a year. I could talk for hours about how good that movie is, how Soderbergh is a genius, how the cast is perfect, the whole thing delightful to watch or that one tiny plot hole... But I'll save you the bore.

10. Le Bossu (On Guard, 1997). I was 12, that's still childhood, isn't it? Here's a trailer. Best swashbluckler movie ever. Still to this day.

But the big hit of the grade school playground of my generation was The Mask (1994). We all knew all the lines by heart (in French, of course). Ssssssplendide!

I also saw Into the West (1992) with my school class (a few years after its release. circa 1997 I think), and that is such a good movie. It's a movie for children but that takes them seriously. It's tragic but magical at the same time. First foreign movie I ever saw in its original version and while the thick Irish accent didn't make it easy, I just loved the sound of "Tír na nÓg". Also Gabriel Byrne.

50. Honestly, can't think of one. I kinda wish they'd stop slaughtering The Three Musketeers but *sighs* that battle was lost way before my parents were born. And if I can survive a musical of Les Misérables, a live action Tintin skipping the shark submarine part, or a I Am Legend movie that contradicts the precise point of the book (that is in the damn title), then, there's not much left to protect, is there?

On the other hand, good adaptations do exist, and I'm not against good adaptations. I did enjoy The Martian or Good Omens. I would be tempted to mention All the Lights We Cannot See as a book I didn't want to see adapted (because one of its many qualities was the rich sensory descriptions from the point of view of the young blind girl and I don't know how that would translate onscreen) but I know Netflix is making it so... *anxious shrug*

Thank you for your questions <3

#a meme!#thank you for playing!#about me #and movies

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thevamplelio · 11 months

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ANSWER THESE & TAG 9 PEOPLE YOU’D LIKE TO KNOW BETTER / CATCH UP WITH!

LAST SONG: how dare you assume I am neurotypical enough to pick one... (le sigh): The Cure’s “Lovesong,” Depeche Mode’s “Suffer Well,” “La Follia,” by Vivaldi and the stotram “Aigiri Nandini” - I am seeing The Cure in a week in Toronto and mun is culturally Hindu and mostly brown and French so... on the stotram Aigiri Nandini

CURRENTLY READING: I just finished writing a first draft of a book that I’m editing in a month. so I have sadly not had time. Now that I have time...

Just finished: Good Omens, Lasher by Anne Rice, catching up with Dracula daily .

Immediately going to read: Taltos by Anne Rice, The Vampire Lestat by Anne Rice, Common Sense by Thomas Paine, and the memoir of Benjamin Tallmadge (the memoir is only 75 pages long so..)

CURRENTLY WATCHING: TURN: Washington’s spies season 2, I blame @honorhearted (affectionate) and slowly rewatching AMC’s IWTV for fan fic purposes and to figure out my immortal universe Lestat characterization.

LAST MOVIE: Chevalier (2023).

CURRENTLY CRAVING: coffee preferably caramel and for my BPD to stop BPDing.

Tagged by: myself.

Tagging: @honorhearted, @opheliaximmortal, @verreprincesse, @sangcreole, @pagetreader, @emcads, @musenssang, @zoophagist, @beautifulsavagegarden & @ofprevioustimes 💞- but anyone who wants to do this is welcome to.

For personal stuff go here.

#ooc / lesser of two evils #about me #about mun #tag games #long post #positivity tag #positivity #i just think they’re neat

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wonderlandmind4 · 2 years

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Okay, I’m FINALLY home from work. It’s 6pm and I’m finally able to watch She Hulk. (it was when I started watching) LETS GO.

🚨MAJOR SPOILERS AHEAD🚨

…did I absolutely miss something? Was that “female lawyer of the year” nom in an earlier episode? Did they just sneak that in? Am I crazy? (Edit: I just forgot because I’m dumb)

Oh fuck. OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG I’m fucking, I’m panting, I’m, did I just run a marathon!? Matt just fucking comes WALTZING THE FUCK IN MAKING BLIND JOKES IMMEDIATELY I CANT I FUCCKING CANT OMG WHY AM I SO GIDDY I HAVE TEARS IN MY EYES WHY CANTI BREATHE

Gotta calm down to watch the rest of the episode *paperbagging it* my heart is racing. I’m sweating. Fuck. I had to pause and rewatch the seven 3 times

Omg the Sovokia Accors have been appealed!? Fuck yes! As in like completely gone? No more? Thank fuck. (Which I’m assuming that’s 100% Marvel confirming this Matt and NMUC Matt are the same Matt. Right? )

Omg he’s so fucking smug! MATT stop showcasing your own abilities in public as yourself! 😂😂😂

I looovvveeeee watching Matt lawyer it up!

I honestly wasn’t expecting to have that reaction…I couldn’t fucking BREATHEEEEE

…he’s such a smug beautiful snarky son of a bitch. I love this devil asshole

”we” “WE” MATT SAID WE!!!! That was as close to a Foggy name drop as possible, I’ll take it

…..who’s calling you Matthew???? Also……super secret because his phone wasn’t set up for the robotic voice Id 🤔 so that was definitely his DD phone and clearly upgraded to a smart phone instead of a burner

God, I fucking missed that smile, that crinkly eyed happy smile

“We’re all feeling this right? It’s not just me?” Oh Jen, HONEY, you have no idea how many people are combusting right now. I love Jen so much

…..bro that cgi was *ahem* could use some alot work during that fight scene…BUT I DONT CARE BECAUSE MMAATTTTT. (I really hope they don’t use a lot of cgi for the new DD show)

Matt was so tiny next to her 😂

She just ripped his helmet off omg, pick him just like an empty bottle of mustard

Was that…oh my fucking they used the original Daredevil music!!!! 😭

….that charming little fuck…oh I am loving this side of Matt so much

It was a mini hallway fight scene!!! 👏🏼👏🏼They’re GIVING it us aren’t they!? 😭

I HAVE NO ONE TO FREAK OUT TO ABOUT THIS!!!

Okay…okay…okayokayokay….the suit was still super menacing even with the gold because the light reflected off the horns and yeah…all of that was hot. (The fighting was better too)

…FUCK YESSSSS JENNIFER!!!!! YES GIRL GET IT!!! Fuck that devil for all of our sakes! 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼 I am LIVING for this!!! He was kissing her in the suit! HE WAS KISSING HER IN THE SUIT *dies* (lol at trying to figure out how to to get Matt out of the suit in the first place)

(Hey, um @pastafossa ….. this is reminding me a lot of TRT 🤔😂)

Daredevil casually doing the walk of shame! 😂

We get Matt and Nikki looking hot as fuck in this episode? My Bisexual heart is too fragile for this

Where’s Pug. Oh nvm. I found him!

Not that asshole filming Jen on top of stealing her blood. And not the other asshole biding on a Dora Milaje spear 😡🤬

Are we honestly going to blame Jennifer tearing down the screen as she was CLEARLY recorded without her knowledge!? I’ll fight them for you Jen! No one messes with you!

Listen. Best episode. I said what I said. And holy shit, I am LIVING right now! Matt was just sooo…I’m gonna say awesome and himself just a happier “in a better place” version of himself. He reminded me of college!Matt, happy and giddy and that stupid beautiful smirk of his. That smug, charming, quipping beautiful beautiful devil man. And his abilities!? That was perfect! Le sigh.

I missed him.

And this makes me…..cautiously optimistic about the Daredevil Born Again series.

…..Jen letting us know how absolutely satisfied Matt left her…

#she hulk attorney at law spoilers #she hulk spoilers #she hulk daredevil #she hulk #she hulk attorney at law #jennifer walters #Jennifer Walters spoilers #Matt Murdock #Matt Murdock spoilers #Daredevil #Daredevil spoilers

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littlemessyjessi · 2 years

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So... regarding Harry Potter content.

So listen. I'm still very much a kpop writer.

With a dash of Top Gun Maverick... and well whatever catches my interest at this moment in time.

However, I do acknowledge that for a long time I produced A LOT of HP content. And I've recently rewatched some and I'm slowly, SLOWLY getting back into it.

Don't worry KPop ain't going no where. But I think I have been away from HP enough that I've had a chance to miss it.

That being said, you might see me start easing HP content back into this platform again.

My old HP masterlist is fucked six ways from sunday and truthfully.... le sigh... it's gonna take forever to fix.

So for newer HP content, I'm thinking I'll just create a HP masterlist part two.

Sound good?

Also, what would you like to see?

I know so many of you have messaged, sent in asks and comments regarding stories such as the James Potter fic, A Deal With Cupid.

As well as the poly marauders era and so many others.

And I do plan to finish them. I just gotta reread, maybe edit and get my notebooks out and literally plan chapters out piece by piece to get me in the zone.

However, I would like to know.

What kind of HP content do you want to see from me?

Also, P.S. for my Kpop readers, Hobi's 40 chapter story is still in the works. I am currently writing it. I just don't want to start releasing chapters until I've completely finished it. Ok, love you.

Also, please enjoy my comfort character and may he bring you some healing.

Because you're perfect.

And I know you try very hard.

And you deserve love and healing.

And I'm proud of you.

Ok, bye.

Love, K

#harry potter content #hp #harry potter world #harry potter fandom

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queenlua · 2 years

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Rules: tag 9 people you’d like to know/catch-up with:

Tagged by @zencribnotes (hi, yay, ty for the tag!)

Last show:

I watched season 1 of Columbo, mostly on the basis of “the creator of Phoenix Wright loved it,” and, man! What a fun series. There’s something relentlessly compelling about Columbo’s persistent aw-shucks demeanor combined with how his relentless undercurrent of “I’ve sunk my teeth in and will not let go”; the villains are generally compelling and smart with just a dash of the fatal arrogance/doth-protest-too-much that will be their undoing; I’m now weirdly entranced by 70s fashion; the slower pacing is pretty refreshing compared to modern shows; it’s good stuff.

The whole procedural-drama format is a genre didn’t really “click” for me until this past year or so, and it’s been a ton of fun exploring what the genre has to offer.

Currently watching:

I’ve been rewatching The Boondocks a bit, which is kind of a trip—like, mostly I just needed a fun sitcom to watch during dinner, and I remembered watching it on late-night TV as a kiddo—and it is fun, but it’s also from such a specific moment/era in comedy, yaknow? Parts of it are acerbic on-point satire; other parts really miss the mark or, uh, haven’t aged well, let’s say. The highs are still crazy-high, though.

Currently reading:

Reaganland: America's Right Turn 1976-1980 by Rick Perlstein. Hilariously, I impulse-bought the ebook of this after listening to an interview with the author, thinking to myself, “this will be a good way to learn more about the Reagan era, which I’ve been meaning to learn about!” So I started reading, and reading, and reading… and when I was 25% of the way in, I was like, “jfc, we’re STILL in 1976, when are we going to get to Reagan’s presidency?” Which is when I (1) looked at the page count for the first time (“oh my god this is over a thousand pages”), and (2) looked at the subtitle for the first time (“oh we just. don’t even. get. to his presidency. oops”), and…. lol.

BUT AT THAT POINT I was already having a good time and pretty committed, so, whatever :P It’s an interesting if intermittently-frustrating read. So much of e.g. the US dems’ fundamental dysfunction, inability to grow a bench, weird flat-footedness in the face of obvious threats, etc, are just… there! All the way back in 1976! Time is a flat circle and I guess we’ll just have the same problems for decades and decades, sigh.

And wrt eg the feminist movement particularly (and also the movement for gay rights, and other social-progress-y movements), there’s such a palpable sense of what was already being lost, even before the New Right revolution had fully taken hold. There was a moment of broad bipartisan consensus on a lot of important issues, and then… there wasn’t, lol. Also there’s just a sense of dynamism/fearlessness you get from e.g. the book’s profile of Bella Abzug that, ironically, it feels like it’d be hard for a female politician to get away with nowadays—at least not while being as popular as she was at her height.

(I’m hoping to do a more in-depth writeup of this one on my Dreamwidth when I’m finished with it, but it’ll be a bit.)

Nonfiction: See above. Did I mention long book is long? I may as well give a pitch for Matt Stoller’s newsletter, who does interesting deep-dives on how monopolies have distorted various sectors of the economy; I first found him via his writeup on the truck driver shortage, and while he’s hit-or-miss he’s more hit than misses imo

Last book: If we’re willing to count novella as book-length, it’d be “Beggars in Spain” by Nancy Kress, a smart lil scifi novella that won the Hugo/Nebula in the 90s. I’ve been meaning to write a proper review of it, but to give an idea: after finishing, I read that the author wrote it in response to both Ursula Le Guin’s The Dispossessed and Ayn Rand’s work—I can see both those in the result, quite clearly, though the result feels more Le Guin-ish overall, and also the author wisely grounds the narrative in a very human conflict between sisters that lent it the emotional heft/realism it needed.

(If we’re going with Only Actual Books Allowed, it’s this silly lil mystery novel I read while on vacation; very much the kind of light entertainment one reads with beer in hand after a long day of birdwatching :P)

Tagging: if I follow you consider yourself tagged. or don’t, whatever, only if you feel like it :P

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